Hommelet

Hommlet is a bit miffed, a photo by Brayo on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Messrs Rufus and Burne: We don't care what you do in that tower. And if you want to pose for portraits in front of it wearing turnip-colored armor, that's your business. But we thought we had an understanding. And that understanding was this-- if we are going to allow a couple of non-Hommlet-born "adventurers" to build a tower in our village AND to sit on our council of elders, AND to maintain an armed force of former brigands (if you want to refer to them as "badgers", again, that's your business), then we expect that we will not have frenzied frog cultists in our pantries. Pantries. Our kitchens. What we're saying, Messrs. Rufus and Burne, is that it's all very well and good to have crenallations and catapults, but when invaders bypass your little fortress to assault goodwives in the heart of our village, then it should fall on you and your well-trained soldiers-- and not on the casual militia and wandering preachers to hold the line and repel the attack. Are we together? Please Messrs., do you understand our concern and frustration? What plan can we conceive to make sure that this doesn't happen again?