"There is a divide amongst us, " declares the regent to a wide-eyed and worried congress gathered in the fortifications assembly hall. "A rebellious group are becoming increasing outspoken towards Oisin"s secession, a decision we haven"t even officially declared yet!"
"Any change brings those idiots crawling out from the woodwork." A nobleman yawns while adjusting his oversized body in a chair, not in the slightest way concerned about the regent"s words.
"We knew there would be some rumbles—"
"Rumbles! Rumbles! Have you taken a look outside lately?" yells the regent, referring to the crowd of loudmouthed leprechauns chanting their displeasure in front of a heavily guarded fortress gate. Among the usual rants of the anarchist and the anti-establishment rhetoric, they also demand Fionn le
