[Shard] - Sosaria
[Type] - Political
[Book] - Purple - 40 pages

[Title] - Sorry I Robbed Ya
[Author] - Anonymous

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Hello I'm sure your
very mad at me So
I choose to remain
anonymous have
no fear however
that I did need
these things I
have taken from

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you I wish you
good voyages and
lots of luck and I
like your book...
Anonymous
of time, taking
shape as I traveled
about the land, building

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upon mine
experiences and
attempting to follow
the Virtues to the best
of my ability. With
the untimely death of
my dear friend, Devin
Glowember, cut down

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defending himself
from a known thief
by Lord British's
supposedly just
guards, I felt the time
was nigh to raise my
voice over those
matters discussed


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within.2. Concerning
the purpose of this
text. It is my intention
in the pages that
follow to comment on
the land of Britannia
in general and the
problems that plague

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it, specifically
concerning the rule
and policies of our
Lord British. It is not
the author's intent to
cause any harm in
publishing this
document, but merely

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to show and hopefully
educate those who
read it in an attempt to
create a better
Britannia for all its
people.3. Concerning
the status of our
land. It has come to

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my attention that our
society, as it now
stands, is plagued with
a myriad of social and
political problems,
reaching from the
lowest of beggars to
our king himself.

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Britannia is in what is
perhaps its darkest
age yet, the problems I
speak of being far
worse than any
monster or brigand
raid ever could.4.
Concerning the

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Virtues, and the
problem of morality.
While it is this
author's opinion that
the Virtues created
by our Lord British
are both noble and
just, their execution

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has been
fundamentally
flawed since its
genesis. Simply put,
it seems that there is
nothing less than a
total lack of Virtue in
Britannia, and most

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claiming to be
"Virtuous" only
desiring to exploit
the Virtues to their
own ends. As I
recently walked
through the streets
of our capital city, I

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saw examples of this
everywhere I turned.
In one shop, I
overheard a knight on
horseback use
language that would
make a the
foulest of pirates

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blush, in plain earshot
of several Lords and
Ladies, mind you,
cursing the name of
an equally
contemptuous smith,
who apparently had
run off with this


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fellow's equipment
whilst pretending to
repair it. Outside in
the street, a young
lady who had
apparently dropped a
package was arguing
with a Lord, who had

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claimed it rightfully
his, simply because
she had put it down
for a moment! A Lord!
I would expect as
much from a lowly
thief, but from such a
noble person it is

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simply unthinkable. I
have heard even
stranger tales, of
trapped boxes left in
the open, waiting for
an unknowing citizen
to chance upon it and
attempt to discover

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what is inside...this
in the very streets of
Britain! Bodies litter
the streets at times,
while blood stains the
cobblestones outside of
Lord British's castle.
Clearly, any notion of

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the cities being a safe
place is quite untrue.




5. Concerning crime
and its prevention.


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It is no secret that the
conditions outside the
city walls are no
better than those
within. As we all



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know, the roads of
our land are most
unsafe, and any
attempts to rid
Britannia of these
unsavory folk has
been, at the time of
this writing, mostly

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unsuccessful. While
there are some who
attempt to force these
criminals from
Britannia, the truth of
the matter is far more
sinister. Many of
these "justice

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seekers" are no more
noble than those
they hunt. Many hide
behind false titles,
preying upon the
weak and helpless.
Virtue, it seems,
is rarer than gold.

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6. Concerning the rule
of Lord British.

It seems to me that
although Lord British
may have his heart in
the right place, his
capacity for ruling


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leaves something to be
desired. He remains
safe within his keep,
while the despicable
acts described
previously occur all
around him. His
personal guard,

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proclaiming
themselves defenders
of Virtue, do nothing
more to aid Britannia's
plight than any other,
most joining solely
for the shield and the
prestige it brings.

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His solution to the
brigand problem,
adding bounties to the
head of any criminal
his guards have not
yet slain themselves,
has not only proven
ineffective, but only

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causes more bloodshed
than ever before. His
kingdom is crumbling,
yet he does nothing
about it. Still, you say,
that is what guards
and city walls are for,
no?

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7. Concerning what is
just.

While it may even be
considered treasonous
to call one's ruler a
murderer, I know no
other words that can

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adequately describe
what occurs on our
city streets each day.
The City Guard sees
only black and white,
criminal and hero,
with nothing in
between. Those who

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would murder a child
receive the same
punishment as those
who would steal a
loaf of bread to feed
that child: death.
There is no trial, no
mercy, no compassion

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nor just cause, only
criminals and their
punishment.
Neither do the guards
do not seem to care
who receives that
punishment.
Murderers are

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protected, while those
who attempt to defend
themselves are cut
down in the streets.
This is not justice by
any means, and its
enforcers no more
than common thugs.

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8. Concerning war.

This may be the most
dire problem facing
Britannia. Rumors of
war have circulated
for some time, and
now it seems it may


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soon become reality.
As one who once
considered joining
the fight, I now
believe that doing so
would be disastrous. I
have considered the
arguments from both

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sides, and while I
cannot yet provide a
solution, I know war
can bring nothing but
harm. What is the
point of saving the
world, only to destroy
it ourselves?

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(Publisher's Note:
Additional copies of
this text may be
found at the Lycaeum
in Moonglow, as well
as in libraries and
bookstores throughout
Britannia.)

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Those wishing to
contact me concerning
what is written here
may do so by posting at
the Stag and Lion Inn
in Magincia, as it
would not be in my
best interest to write

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my address here.

Please read this
volume carefully,
and think about what
is said within. The
situation may be dire,
but perhaps, with

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enough effort, we can
truly change the
world.



Until then,
Aimeric of Magincia.