"This really is a great spot."
Knife-in-the-Butt spoke with heartfelt admiration.
Doro Valley was Doro Town's only exit to the outside world. Its distinctive funnel shape narrowed into a choke point just ten meters wide, forming a natural killing ground between cliffs thirty meters high.
There were no man-made fortifications here, but in a place like this, the players needed no cover. The peculiar terrain alone made it a natural stronghold, easy to defend and difficult to attack, where one man could hold off ten thousand.
Just as he was doing now: when Little Knife learned that a Republic officer was bringing an army to put down the rebellion, he eagerly led fifty players into the valley and formed up.
With Doro Town making a name for itself, plenty of players from Bolas Fortress had come after hearing the news. They had spared no effort trekking over the mountains, causing the number of players under Little Knife's command to soar.
Knife-in-the-Butt had laid out his terms to every player who came to Doro Town.
"I'm planning to apply to make this place the Mountain Tiger Warband's territory. If you're willing to help, I'd be grateful. You can stay and take part in the action, but you have to follow my orders. When it's time to defend, you defend. When it's time to attack, you don't get to sit at home.
"If any of you don't like that, leave Doro Town and look for opportunities elsewhere. Don't stay here and make things awkward for everyone."
And so, even though plenty of unaffiliated players thought Little Knife was overstepping and went off to join Home Alone, more than a hundred players remained.
That left Little Knife with quite a few players he could actually command.
"Brothers, get ready to reload!"
Little Knife