008 – Cyclops Thug

War is a fact of life in Posterra. Which fits some of the more savage, primitive tribes scattered across the ruined realms just fine. After all if they can live an easy, comfortable life by selling their muscle to bash things that their paying patrons need to be bashed, that’s pretty great deal to them. Some are simply to removed from the progress of reknitting civilization to learn the subtlety of diplomacy. Other praise their fierce, barbaric gods and revel in bloodshed as an act of holy communion. And other are simply born and made for war – big and hulking, simple in unimaginative. Like the giants of the highest mountain ranges, hulking Herculean Beetles of the Underempire and manifold ogres and cyclops that form loose, ramshackle shanty towns of their tribes in every corner of Posterra. Some are possessing enough low cunning to offer a simple racket – nearby villages and town pays them a pretty moderate tribute in return from ‘safety’. Which mostly is safety from them raiding such villages to smash them into ruins and plunder all the goods. Some would consider that to be a formidable foresight for such simple creatures, but while it is easy to write off all of their hulking breed as base simpletons, that is not exactly true – they can be perplexingly smart in their own way, they just rarely have to train that mental muscle… When their regular ones usually solve all their issues for them.