LEIt was getting late; and if what the farmers had told them held true, the beasts would soon be upon the livestock again. So, she'd gotten the bright idea to gather up all the farmhands and the like, and give them a rousing speech with which to inspire and organize them. Even though it was a little ridiculous for such a small kid to be telling them these things, something about it might well feel comforting to them.
"Listen up!" She puffed up her chest, spoke loud enough so they could all hear, and tried to put in a little farmer twang.
"Now I know times are tough for nerfherders. And that's without big giant cats eating your nerfs! And stopping beasts like that? Well, that seems like the kind of problem too big for a couple of farmers to handle by their lonesomes. It's the sort of thing that could make a man feel like he just ain't got what it takes to put food on the table for his family, isn't it? That's why you came to us folk with the guns and the disposition to use 'em. Smart move. But when we're done here, and those cats are done with their own bit of nerfherding... well, you don't want it to be said y'all just got a bunch of outsiders to fix your problems for you, do you? No sirs, not you lot!"
She looked each one of them in the eyes, holding the gaze for a moment before moving to the next.
"Fear not! We may be here because of credits, but we're not here to steal all the credit. When future Noventans speak of today, they will not be saying that plucky gunslingers came to the rescue of farmers. They will say that farmers rescued themselves, with a little bit of help from some kindly strangers!"
Leadership (cascader):
1eP+3eA 3 successes, 2 advantageRolling to Counter Quinn Destiny Point Spent:
1eC+1eD 0 successes, 3 threat3 Suxx, 1 Threat