Black Rabbits of Inle [LFBR]

This history comes straight from the game servers and reaches back to the day the corporation was founded. Alliances that closed before we started keeping our own catalogue show as a number rather than a name - we would rather leave an id than invent a name.

We are the messengers of Lord Frith. We live in a warren of stone. Inhabited by the dead and filled with disease, death, and sadness beyond imagining. However, we shouldn't be considered the villain since we are doing our work on the command of Frith. If you too are ready to do the bidding of Frith then we emplore you to join our Owsla today! Long ago, Frith made the world. He made all the stars, too, and the world is one of the stars. He made them by scattering his droppings all over the sky and this is why the grass and the trees grow so thick on the world. Frith makes the rivers flow. They follow him as he goes through the sky, and when he leaves the sky they look for him all night. Frith made all the animals and birds, but when he first made them they were all the same. The sparrow and the kestrel were friends and they both ate seeds and flies. And the fox and the rabbit were friends and they both ate grass. And there was plenty of grass and plenty of flies, because the world was new and Frith shone down bright and warmed all the world. "All the world will be your enemy, Prince With A Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch