Ever since i went back to the Polish coal mines my heart was filled with despair and i am left questioning my motives ''why did i go here, why didn't i stay" sure Lobart only paid me 5 euros for picking 20 turnips, but that was enough for me to buy my Żywiec and a pack of camel cigarettes, I was happy, now i will be lucky to live till 30 most even don't last that long down in the popcorn mines , hopefully i will be instantly caramelized by hitting a sugar vein, some don't have that luxury, they instead get buried alive, their lungs choking on a mountain of popcorn kernels.
No place i look my goal is to become a part of the union and eventually join a workers unit with the downside it comes with, the darker aspects of the unions holding a monopoly on labor also comes into play. For example the mages of fire hold complete monopoly on the teachings of magic manipulating hundreds of young men to undergo year long unpaid apprenticeships with a promise of obtaining union membership during which they work 60 hour long weeks without compensation only to be churned out at the end of the apprenticeships because they don't meet the "high standards " the mages dictate witch are entirely arbitrary , A magician named Xardas who isn't unionized with the circle of fire is branded an illegal practitioner of magic because he refuses to pay extortionate guild fees which wont ever be used to serve him or defend his rights in the court of law. but instead economically enthrall the market and prevent any competition. Similarly the militia and the paladins of Khorinis hold the monopoly on force, any significant weaponry is seized any appropriate means of defending yourself, from the hordes of orcs just across the villa, is and exclusive privilege afforded to you solely through membership with this despotic union, by their nature they don't produce any goods so they forcibly take food and supplies from the towns people and surrounding farmlands, of course the farmers lacked any means to resist their demands that was until the magic barrier holding in the prisoners from Polish death camp exploded, many of the armed convicts went north spotting the opportunity to antagonize the paladins union , Onar, one of the major land owners in Khorinis, hired these convicts as mercenaries and broke away from Khorinis, all trade was shut down and no food would come to this city, and if the paladins dared to collect, they would be sent home in body bags so Onar and his mercenaries formed the third and final union, they have the means to defend themselves but they also expand aggressively coercing other farmers to join them or risk their livestock being killed and crops burned in a series "unfortunate accidents" demonstrating the price of not being unionized, for if they successfully absorb the remaining farmers, they will hold the complete monopoly on food and all they have to do is wait while the rival unions starve to death inside their own walls.
To traverse the lands i can use my atrophied stumps also known as legs to travel at a snails crawl through dirt and ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ but i prefer to use the most efficient method of travel, T-posing . Naturally T-posing is the optimal shape for reducing your air resistance, allowing temporary flight and propulsion, this is well documented in the dead sea scrolls. One thing i enjoy is the fact that anyone in the poor part of the town can be attacked and anyone's lunch money and life savings can be taken from them if they fail to "square up" and defend themselves, naturally attacking the elderly, the disabled and women ,who are also part of disabled, making it a good strategy for making money, Khorinis is a magical place where you can attack somebody's wife with a club and robe her unconscious while her husband cheers. At the end of the day i enjoy smoking water pipes and beating up the working class.