I've been asked to share more stories, so here goes. This happened last week.
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It is a quiet enough Wednesday evening at first. As I walk through the streets of Brodgar I see people buzzing about their business. On my way out of town I meet a few new people. I watch one of them, ZitroN, break through Vekim's fence to see what's down his minehole. I figure he's probably looking for a way to explore the caves, maybe mine some ore, so I show him where the public minehole is. Afterwards, I heft my traveller's sack upon my shoulder and head out towards the mountain for some foraging. But just when I arrive at the rocky cliffs, I hear news that a hoodlum has been disrupting things back at the city! Eleanor's inn has been robbed, a man named ArseBandit has been knocked out and mugged, and the wagon belonging to Spark & Vekim has been taken for a joy ride and smashed. Should I return home immediately to help? Well, I am probably too weak - I would most likely get mugged also. So I take my time finishing my foraging trip. If I'm lucky they will be gone by the time I return to observe the damage done.
I arrive home to find my weakly defended home intact, but on my way there I keep my eyes open for any other strange things. I notice
this ram on an abandoned plot. My mind instantly races over the 6~8 people who could be in danger if that ram is used against an adjacent plot. I'm not sure how long it's been there, or what it's for, or who built it, but it could have been anyone because there isn't a claim under it or the walls. There's no scents to track, either. I ask a few of my kin if they know what it's for, but none of them know. For the rest of my playtime that day, I hoped the sheriff would log on so I could ask him, but he didn't.
I toss and turn at night, because I just can't get it off my mind. Someone may be planning to destroy one of my neighbors. They might even be doing it this very moment! Brogdafarian, Bambo, Rabbit Feet, Spark, Vekim, Thane, Skier... all these people could potentially have their houses torn down, and I am helpless to stop it from happening. I finally manage to fall asleep, but when I wake in the morning there are still images of burning buildings in my head.
On Thursday, I continue to wonder what will happen. If I can just talk to the sheriff he might know somebody strong enough to break the palisade and remove the ram. But as the hours pass by, the day grows late, and he still isn't on. It's coming close to 24hrs since I first discovered the ram, so I know its dry and ready to use. The day is almost over and I don't think I could get any sleep tonight if I don't get some peace of mind, so I begin asking villagers if they have any friends or alts that are strong enough to remove it. Luckily, one of them does. He makes quick work of it and refuses my offers of food and water to help him with the strenuous work. Crisis resolved, but I still wonder who placed the ram and whether it was placed with innocent intentions or not.
Come Saturday, I meet the man who placed the ram. I do not learn his name, because he refused to kin me. The conversation started like this:
I log in to find myself standing in the streets near two people.
One of them is Rabbit Feet's alt and one of them is a stranger.
Rabbit Feet: Astraea
Rabbit Feet: the man near the banner wants to talk to you
Astraea: sure, I like talking
???: this is the one?
???: that asked for my ram to be destroyed?
???: tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now
"Well, this looks to be the scene where I die." I think to myself. The stranger is standing there with a sword in his hand. He is wearing the kinds of clothes and armor I've only seen on stronger people wear. Welp, I might as well give a dying speech. So I gave him the truth. I told him yes, it was me. I told him I was worried for the safety of my friends. I told him there was no way for me to know whether the ram was malicious or not. I said extract from me what you will... my life, my materials, or whatever. I wasn't ashamed of what I had done. No regrets.
Then I waited for him to cut open my gut.
But he didn't. He said to ask next time. He said I shouldn't destroy other people's things that I know nothing about. He said I owe him wood. Said I could make it up to him by helping bambo collect linen cloth for the sake of the village. But he didn't extract my entrails and smear them all over the pavement.
And I'm just left with a ton of questions...
"Who is this man? Why did he build the ram? How am I still alive?"
...but I don't want to risk asking them.