I remember when we used to have villagers with CHARACTER!! They were scared of that damned monster that evil scientist was making up there in that castle!!
Those villagers would all go get pitch and staves and damn-it would march in a seething rabble to the summit. They'd cut down a huge tree, clear it of limbs and use it as a battering ram to get into the castle where they'd toss those pitch-burning staves onto hayricks and smash them through the castle doors and they'd get a-hold of the serving women and the valets that evil scientist had and hang 'em from the nearest thing that could be used as a gibbet!
Nowadays, this new generation of villagers just cannot be aroused the way they were about those monsters and their evil hench-women and hench-men!! This crowd of villagers REFUSES to listen to me as I do my damnedest to arouse their most visceral fears and desires and channel those toward murder, rapine and mayhem.
A curse on these lazy, tolerant devils! They are not worthy of being the children of their fathers and mothers! Damned pantywaists!!
