#korel is a perfectly normal sea elf who's only trying to help!

[aromantic-eight]

As part of the Great Flood campaign, we become involved with building up our tiny newly-coastal halfling town and refugee camp. Fortunately the fact that it is a halfling town means we didn't have to come up with a reason why four newcomers are a part of the town council. There is no town council. There is a town meeting, and we simply sat in the front row and had loud opinions.

This included Korel, definitely-a-sea-elf-and-not-a-sahuagin, explaining in detail both why we need a military garrison ASAP and also what would be needed to instill some proper discipline into the very-laid-back-about-town-defence halflings. None of the halflings are enthused about this, even though Korel was very restrained and didn't even suggest eating poor performers to motivate the rest to work harder.

We eventually settled on building a guardhouse to start, and Korel and Sedge spend the next month working out guard rotations and commiserating with each other on being the only people in this town with an understanding of military tactics, during which Korel does not manage to avoid bringing up the most logical methods of maintaining discipline, aka eating people.

Sedge, OOC: Korel's training regimen includes a weekly team-building barbeque! Every week, we collectively vote the weakest link off the island, roast them over an open flame, and eat them.

Korel, OOC: It strengthens military discipline and also adds to the food stores! Win win!