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>The long winter will never end. What there is left to cling on to from the past is locked away, or crumbling under the forces of ice and water.
>You hum softly along with the radio in your pouch.
>You stop abruptly and flip your radio off.
>You grip your M1 Garand tighter as an all too familiar sound fills you with dread
>the finno-slavic raiders are back
>have a fucking tank
>>55319493
>You duck to the nearest hiding spot you can.
>You can see them, Hollering and Shooting randomly.
Fucking 3 stripes, you can never catch a break.
>Just as you are about to slink away, you hear the wizz of lead pass by
>Just as you are about to bolt for it, you look at where the lead hit, and sigh in releif as they appeared to be aiming for a nearby sign. they pass by without much incident.
>>55319633
>While they pass, you pick up on a few of their barbaric mutterings
>Guttural and without structure as their language may be, their words are easily recognizable to those like you who have heard its din.
>"Zavod"
>"Fabryka"
>And an assortment of other vodka fueled horking
>>55319633
>as they leave you bolt back to the settlement
>they raided the settlement,taking a few women,killied some old men,but most importantly, they took all the chickens
>the chickens were the only way your group could survive after you were swindled out your grain harvest by a merchant
>this cannot stand
>you take 15 able body men and leave to find the finno-slavic settlement
>>55319767
>implying the finno-slavs would leave 15 able bodied men
>>55319807
>implying the finnoslavs wouldnt leave 15 able bodied men as a challenge and testament to their dominance
>While technology is available and replicable, as there is a large ammount of scrap from the past, food and furs are easily the most valuble things around. tinkerers will often study mechanations of the past, and a common field of income is going out to search for both scrap and complex machinery for these local workshops to study and use.
>This does not imply this field is easy, as more and more complex technology is sought after, and often long abandoned but running govornmental facilities hold things which necessitate the deterrants present...
>>55320506
>Textbooks and scientific journals are near priceless, and it is common for their contents to be copied in journals and then sold...
or more commonly, falsified and then sold to the unsuspecting...
>However, those that are experienced in crafting and engineering are not the only ones dabbling in the trade
>While "Healing men" had dwindled before the long winter, they had found new relevance here.
>At first, it was the farm veterinarians, those that would fix the work horses and mules, and assist in the birthing of new calves.
>They would accredit their works to the powers of God, and the people believed, because the horse doctor and the sheep surgeon were their saviors.
>Soon prominent healing men were found in every field. Salvaged technology was blessed with mystic motor oils, and inscribed with alchemical marks.
>Some believe it is haberdashery, but the Finno-slavs swear by it, and none are allowed to repair their machinery other than their esteemed mystics.
>Despite how barbaric the Finno-Slavs seem to outsiders, they are fairly devout and are one of the few groups that actively create artworks.
>These can often be found adorning their precious tanks, their homes, and the borders of their territories.