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Arthur adjusted his spectacles and looked down at the clip-board. He wasn't a wizard, a knight, or even a particularly brave tavern keep. He was the Regional Manager of the Adventurers Guild, and his current project, was already thirty minutes behind schedule.

Suddenly, the sky turned a deep, bruised purple. The "Threat Meter" at the edge of his vision began to pulse rhythmically. Fantasy.Town.Regional.Manager.v28.11.2021.rar

Arthur checked his watch. It was 2:58 PM. He looked at the town—the beautiful inns, the strategically placed watchtowers, and the adventurers currently looting each other’s pockets. It was a masterpiece of corporate fantasy planning. Arthur adjusted his spectacles and looked down at

"Regional Manager!" the town's crier shouted. "A localized apocalypse is scheduled for 3:00 PM!" Suddenly, the sky turned a deep, bruised purple

"Everyone, prepare for the inevitable demise!" Arthur shouted into a megaphone.

"Place it next to the Fighting Pit," Arthur ordered, waving his hand as the building materialized out of thin air. "The brawlers need shiny things to hit or they’ll start eyeing the town hall again."

Arthur brushed a bit of ash off his sleeve and stood up in a fresh, identical field. He reached for his spectral deck and pulled three new cards.