- "Excuses! I don't want to hear complaints or excuses, d'you hear me?"
- ―Badrang, dealing with his shit-for-brains suboordinates
Badrang was a former corsair who decided to get a real job, and with help from his army, gathered slaves to build him a crappy-looking fortress. He named it Marshank, and made it his goal to become supreme ruler of the northern coast. Egocentric, cowardly, and weak, Badrang ultimately failed at this, and was almost beaten to death by some rabbit. It probably didnt help his army was full of pathetic fucktards who managed to get themselves killed by a few revolting slaves.After several repeated failures, and a failed attempt to win the local Republican party nomination for senator of Marshank, the wannabe dictator generally stayed inside a bar drinking his pathetic life away with all the other losers. Fortune momentarily changed when the CIS secceded from the republic, and Confederate credits went into refurbishing Fort Marshank. Refurbishment was almost complete when some loser who's sword Badrang had stolen went insane and killed him for no reason.
Ok, so maybe Badrang killed the guy's wife. Big fucking deal.