[@Dragonbud]

He laughed even more after that, sentence spoken to him. "Rip my throat, sure? Never heard that one before - or experienced it. I match your pain with - one of receiving end of seven rifles, down South. Nobody ended up looking pretty after that - not me or what-those-names traibals. Red-yeast, red-turnip or what ever they were called."

That note might raise some red flags, since down South lived or had lived none, but a bunch of tribal raiders called Red Hunters. And one day, roughly fifty years ago they had been torn apart and destroyed. Some say, that the figure of the [i]Storm Walker[/i] had been seen, leaving the ruins later. It was one of the stories told around the region.