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Just one episode from this epic battle: on their way to my base, the riders wiped out bunch of traders waiting not far from my fortifications, typical Rimworld stuff I thought. Traders tragedy is my treasure and all that. Kill the raiders, tend to downed traders and send them home in a few days for a nice opinion boost. Of course, the moment they let their stock spill on the ground, it became lost property. No one could (and would) blame me for claiming it. I was so focused on those shiny spacer rounds, that it took me a moment to notice not all raiders swept by the beaten up traders. A few stayed back looming over them: clad in black from head to toe, their red eyes gleaming in the dark, shock batons ready to strike. (1/2)