The Four Districts
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Última publicación mar, ago 27, 2019
Well the world has gone to garbage. The human race got so caught up in itself that its only separated into 4 districts. The wanderers, they are basically people who wander throughout the districts and are outlaws. The legalists, basically the assholes the ones who kill those poor Wanderers. My favorite Class the believers. They believe if we try enough we can become a society and stop the dumbass war people have started, I like them but they beliefs are unlikely. And my class, The Marauders. We are the hated class. We basically have a few small villages and steal from wanderers we kinda suck but only because the other classes wont accept us!
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