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Fox’s actions were determined by me, but everything that happened inside the world was wholly unscripted. It was genuinely gripping and utterly unexpected! This was one of the starts of my playthroughs of Lo-fi Games’ open-world strategy RPG Kenshi. Besides, she had a long way to go to reach her goal. It might at least keep people from realising she was marked as the UC’s property. Their batons and some stained clothing, all of which Fox picked up and put on. By the time those apex predators, the Beak Things, had left, there wasn’t much left of the guards. The screaming and crunching followed the fleeing prisoner some way up the hill. The sharp, beak-like faces were made for tearing meat. They broke the treeline, at least five of them, huge and heavy-footed with giraffe-like necks that would graze the top of most buildings, but these were not herbivores. There was, however, one thing in Fox’s favour. A break that looked like it was about to come to a swift and painful end.

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It took several back-breaking days on the farm, and tense nights learning how to pick the locks on her chains, but eventually, the unlucky trader-turned-slave was able to make a break for freedom. Before Fox knew it, she and several other prisoners had been sold. Set upon by samurai guardsmen, Fox was savagely beaten and hauled to the local jail, and her loyal bull companion was butchered when he attempted to come to her aid.Īfter sitting in a cell for several days, strange men filed in and began to do business with the guard. Unfortunately for her, she refused a demand from one of the nobles of Sho Battai to kiss his boot, committing a grave crime in an empire where the nobility do exactly as they please. Up until about a week previous, the slave, named Fox, had been living a perfectly pleasant life as a wandering trader, ferrying goods between the major cities of the great desert with her faithful pack bull, Atlas. Some way behind, two guards tore across the marsh, gaining very quickly on the underfed worker. They were fleeing from the nearby gated farm and the United Cities didn’t let their property go easily. Skinny, shaven-headed, and dressed in rags, this was unmistakably a slave of the United Cities. A solitary figure sprinted barefoot across the swamp of The Gut.