*Posted inside the Rockbottom and Crone*
We face here a problem of the dividing sorts. We all fight each other on the street and in courts. Because you see what we're missing is a unifying threat. Something to bring us together like fish in a net. The threat that I've found is not the beholders, the drow or mind-flayers, or the yokes on our shoulders. Instead look closer to home, right where we're at, and I think you'll see we're infested with rats. The sewers are crawling and town hall is squeaking, the inns are getting furrier since the rodent population is peaking. And so I suggest we join dwarf, elf, and man. Every race and all factions have a place in this plan: The murderers will slaughter the vermin with ease. The Watch can sit by and watch as they catch a disease. From the House of Light priests will rush up to heal them, while the Tigereye Mercs will threaten to kill them. The Spellguard, of course, will be in charge of the show. But only to help others, not for money or power you know. The council nearby will debate and they'll chat on whether it'd be easier to just purchase a cat. All Sanctuary would come with applause as we all were united for this noble cause. But I fear that the problem is not so easily solved, people around here wish to not be involved. And in the end rat extermination isn't as easy as all that, because if you'll look closer you will see we're the rats.
Adale Adarion