Political Turmoil Hits Requiem: April Recap
Making waves and it’s not even Honor’s Fall yet. The truth about all these towns and all these laws is that laws are made for two reasons. One is to protect the people. The other is for someone’s benefit. Now who I ask is the one to benefit as Requiem executes their own? A town without laws can’t have any criminals, which would make Requiem simply a town of regular folk, terrifying I know. But can a town that lives by the law create criminals of those seeking to simply survive? This town’s politics are not one for myself, Betsy Bass, to interject with my personal opinions. The rest of the Fold has their eyes on Requiem as they choose to pave a new path, or continue with the one they have already forged.
For those of you that find yourselves out of the loop with why I would be bringing up politics at this time, let me fill you in. This previous gather in Requiem a group of poachers marched in and demanded an audience. They claim to have been murdered by the people of Requiem, naming two names. The accused shared their story as an act of self defense. As per the law, the family heads came together to make a decision, ultimately choosing to execute the offenders. This is something that did not sit well with everybody in the town and talks of change have begun.
Another run in with the law, this time in Requiem’s favor, appeared in the form of a botched break in. It seems as though a group broke into a local medical facility and caused quite a bit of a stir, leaving at least one person dead. Descriptions were given, people were questioned, and everyone in Requiem walked free that evening.
Do you know what’s more interesting than laws and politics? Squirrels! Something about those creatures just isn’t right.
The Tarrarian Tunnels were excavated. As one may imagine, it wasn’t a clean and clear excavation. I would say only partially under control. The morbid discoveries will have to be worded lightly for my paper. When one is trapped inside of a cave, food is very limited. When food is very limited and you’ve got a pack of hungry Lascarians, I’ll let your imagination do the rest.
At what point are the things we own more important than our own lives? What is the cost of sentimental value? The town of Requiem aided old man Baudelaire at his rather reluctant escape from his home. Once the horde has passed, it should be safe to return home, so why all the fuss? I guess looting could be one fear, but I would assume everything of importance would have been brought with.
And that, dear members of The Fold, is what transpired most recently at Requiem.
Did I miss something? Was something incorrect? Do you have your own juicy gossip that is yet to be shared? Write a letter to Betsy Bass and your findings can be published too!
