The citizens of Delucia had responded to the bellowing call, and now stood around the town square looking puzzled. Before them stood a tall, muscular man, wearing furs and bones, his helmet carved from the skull of some hapless troll. "We're here!" shouted a farmer "Whaddaya want?" "I've got bread baking! Get on wiv it!" yelled a rather rotund lady, her arms covered in flour. The man glared at them. "As of today, I am your master!" He bellowed. "This town, and all in it, are mine to rule!" "Right-o" said a shepherd "You have fun doing that. I hear […]