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"Over 50TK credits in excess funds were found, an to be devided an returned to the Denizens. Now on to Sports!"

"OhhEmmmGee! Becca, thats like 4HK of credits for you!
What you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna buy Mr Scrimbles a diamond studded collar,
An take him for a long walk."

youtu.be/VBmCJEehYtU?...

The Fox turns to The Bard after watching the sobbing woman begin laughing after a shout of 'Yeah!'

The Bard sips his tea.
"Funny thing, being a monarch..
If one uses force to build an controll,
Yer closet gets very VERY full..
All it then takes,
is the right Butterfly,
to touch the right door..."

""I dunno, it just feels right.. like we all live in mostly woodsy areas anyway.. Why would some prissy woman be better than a Ranger, when she wants a new heated pool for lavish parties while everyone is forbidden from walking dogs because it upsets her veiw?"
Says one man we interviewed."

"This comes as yet another blow to the national LoA estaters. Making this the ninth to be disbanded this month. High court is now concidering abolishing the practice in general, and replaceing it with an existing subsystem of the NRLT, National Ranger Land Tenders."

"Decades of cooked books an fruadulent reports of where thd LoA tithes were going.
Funding a private secret sex park, a counterfit purse sweat shop, and boxes of illegaly obtained blackmail material of the local Denizens. High Preist court has deemed the estates unfit for LoA titleship."

"Breaking news! Ever Glen Meadows is under hot water an is being disbanded." The Tv blares.

"Ohhh Emm Gee, Becca, look!" She pats her friends eyes dry with a napkin.

"After an anonymus tip, Wilkin tax auditers were sent in to audit this lush estate area.
And found more than they expected!"

The Fox squints in confusion
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"i know right? Ironic..
The burning of history books, led to this problem..
And now..." The Bard fiddles with his electrical diodtic device..
"Becomes a fitting pun that will lead to its destruction again."

The Fox chitters

The Bard points at the Tv.

The Fox chitters in anger an despair.

"Don't worry.. There is one thing you can count on with any kingdom, large or small, that gets too full of themselves an thinks they can boss people around like that. As they collect large chunks of cash from the Denizens."

He tilts his head

"Cooked books"

"The state or national law by the Wolf Lords kinda gets muddy up.
It's a weird gray area of law.
Because of the traditions and vauge use of contracts of those who live in the area, they often get away with a lot that they shouldn't. An the Wolven can't do anything because of technicalities."

"They claim they are focusing on the improvement of property value. Like olden times.
Maintaining a certian look an feel.. which varies by what family is in charge.
Its just a micro kingdom or mafia, under the guise of honey lace an 'for your own good'ness.
But the main benifters are the 'royalty'"

"And LoAs, still with fresh wounds of generational truama, became a group of people who dictated how a givdn land would look, be maintained, an opperate.
Over decades and various wars, it would get better or worse...
By this era, the only thing left of it are people with sticks up their arses."

"Eventualy the Great Winter came an after the war, the Dracs were gone..
But all thd books were burnt to ashed.
Generations lived under occupation.
No one knew original reasons or rituals for things.
They took over the castles, and became new kings.
Renamed it Barcadia with their new Canine allies."

"Otterians were food, concubines and slaves for the Dracs.
Villages were gone as a concept.. they were now areas with detailed 'worth' or 'monutary value'.
LoA went from being a group oriented community,
To slaves whos job was to ensure was as profitable as possible, no exceptions."

"Otterians were captured an selectivly bred to be tastier veal.
Land was less a communial home, it was property.
Controlling chunks of it was high worth.
Good lush areas, became like mini kingdoms. They even built litgle castles.
Gave the areas fancy names, 'Grand Vidal Estates' etc."

"It was a method to still help the whole, even if you couldn't physicaly. Or just lacked the literal time.. if your whole day is spent farming, being able to just dump a bag of coin worked well.
But.. then the Dravonians came..
Idea of community an family got shatterd in so many ways."

"If you didn't have skills or health to help maintain directly, you could insted donate wgat you had surplus of. Be it food, material, or currancy.
It wasn't a tax, it was a 'we need money/material anyway, so if everyone just donate a bit of coin, we can do things smootjly' sorta thing."

"Before the Occupation, Otterans were more group focused.
They would all mutualy tend to the village. Fixing homes, yards, gardens.
They cared an focused on the easement an comfortible flow of the village as a whole.
Even if you were old or sick, they would still maintain it. No one left out."

The Fox tilts his head an chitters.

"The LoA didn't used to be like that.
It must have happened after the Dravonian occupation..
See, back then, when it was first established. LoA was a group of land tenders.
Think, park rangers. They'd go remove invasive plants, replant trees, an help denizens."

The Fox slumps in the booth, stuffing his face with fries.. Grumbling as he enertains his thoughts
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The Bard rolls his eyes.
"Even if you did truck'kun the chairwoman, it wouldn't stop the problem.
The LoA would still give her problems. You'd change nothing for better there."

He takes a deep breath & sighs.
"In this reality, if we do anything too directly, and cause a large enough temporal cosmic ripple, if ANYONE gets sent to investigate what happened. The shear act of showing up will destabilize our Wave'Echos. An it'll all retcon an be undone...
We need a butterfly."

The Fox shrieks
"Calm-"
He shrills & shrieks
"-Da Fuck-"
Reality begins to warble as the very concept of higher sound echos within convexual dimensions.
"-Down! i said we csn't directly effect them, not that we can't do anything to save the dog or stop the 'queen'"
The Fox calms....for now

The Fox points at the two woman, one consoling the sobbing other.
He nods in understanding as he gazes through their timeline.
"Ah... i see... so thats what happened to the LoAs... i can see yer anger.. i'm vexed too..
But remember, we can't so directly effect their lives. No matter the injustice."

The Fox turns to The Bard in anger, flashing him with images an concepts.
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"Whoa, whoa whoa.. Calm down, what do you mean we need to go abduct a vile Queen an throw her into a lake in order to save a Dog?" The Bard replies in fear, as The Fox is highly prone to impulsive ventures.

The Fox is upset.
The idea a creature is ripped away from its natural family before it could even see them.
Bond to a new family, find warmth an safety.
An then be forced into a life of solitude an silence. Forbidden from ever speaking a word, or be seen, lest it an its familg be punished by death.

"An so the letters came in. First a thick ass pamphlet of rules an bylaws of the LoA.
Which I didn't even know the house was a part of a Land Owners Association.
Then passive aggressive threats.
Then more direct threats towards me, my house an dog!
I don't know what to do.." she begins to sob.

"But work doesn't allow pets.. Too much heavy machinary, too much liability.
So I leave him home with the Tv on, open doggy door to the fenced in backyard, an snacks.
But hed run to the front window an bark at any person or car who went near the driveway.. which was, a lot."

"But then Corvidicys got pushed back north, an I could get back to work.
Poor Scrimp, I got him just after his eyes opened. I think I was the only mother or family he knew.. and I was home 24/7. I never went anywhere without him. Of course he was attached to me. We even went to parties together!"

"But then Corvidicys struck at work, an everyone had to stay an work at home.
I got lonely, an got a puppy. A cute little Golden Shepyard.
The dirty looks I got while walking him was my first clue, but I always cleaned up after him. And he never barked. So I guess I was under radar."

"I always thought it was weird I never saw people walking dogs.. but shruged it off, an went to work as usual for the first couple years. Yeah they weird about the lawn, but they had a neighboorhood lawn maintinance guy. So I just paid the extra 30 credits 'tax' for it."

"I only visited my folks place for Starlite Falls Eve.. They never talked about the LoA..
So when I inheirted the house after they died, all I knew was I had to keep the lawn cut and bring the trash can in on tuesday or the 'neighbors get uppity'. Thats it. Non of these anti dog rules."