Trying to serve the peoples intrests.
The Red Dragon News isn't coming to you with all the usual news, rumours and gossip from around the world like we usually do. No, instead I'm here, sitting by the Red Dragons bedside, and as he fights for life he wanted to tell everyone out there the truth, and get the man on the street asking themselves questions about the gifted and the things goin' on in the world see.
Over the last year, maybe things haven't been goin' that great, maybe great auntie Josie'Pheine got mouldy, or young Ku'run-ch was crushed when the chimney of the house fell in during them there earthquakes what happened a while ago, 'n you thought that maybe it woz just yer luck bein' bad or summat. The Red Dragon had summat like that too a bit ago, when we offended some people, 'n that's 'ow come we ain't got a proper paper of all what happened in the world unbiased and as it is. 'Coz see these people decided that we had better be shut up like, for they didn't like the people to know the truth about em, and thats what they are tryin to do, shut us up.
Funny 'ow the things started going wrong when the gifted returned, innit? Happened a generation ago with Old Teaorn, an they destroyed that good 'n proper they did, an' now maybe they is trying it again? I ain't sayin nothin' though, some of em are real nice like, but maybe lots of em are in power 'n stuff. Ow come they always end up in power though... Wot wiv that Langley bloke now in charge of Tokkol after that nasty death of the head of the order in suspicous circumstances, not that we would imply that no-one might do such a nasty 'n evil thing if they were gifted, an' anyhow we have moved offices to a hidded location so you can't come after us this time.
An' all them there killin's and accidents n' stuff like that. Not that any G'reg or Kh'rul who didn't quite know who is Pa was got it eh? 'Ere we fink that maybe somone is behind 'em and 'ave them gifted stopped them. nope, course not, they're all chasin each other about playin' their games 'n not carin about poor old mouldy aunt Josie'Pheine turnin green an' mushy in the corner.
'N all em burnins in Gur too, the palace almost gettin' torched 'n stuff, what sorta cruel person u'd do that to Gur? You can bet it wasn't a buddy who ain't touched, I'll tell ya that for nothin. 'N we know ow they get yer attention anyhow,
"I'm not going to kill anyone, so please be quiet or I'll change my mind"
As if that ain't enough, wot' bout the trial of that Merchant bloke, Zaebin! We 'eard from our extensive contacts in the City States, that 'e is just an honest pedlar, n' what 'appens? The gifted blame 'im for everythin' 'n put 'im on trial, then just before 'e dies, he starts screamin' n gettin' on
"Get them out of my head"
'n stuff like that. What were they doin' in there anyhow? Tryin' to say the man was a woman, but sure 'is beard could near match that of Tr'ac3e after she ain't shaved for a week. Then 'e falls down dead as a big gibbering thing wot you just 'it wiv a big stick. Outside, Red Dragon asked wot was though o'it...
"'Ere didn't they eat ole Tel's mind an feed it ta that machine, I say we give 'em wots comin to em. Make an example of 'em, show 'em proper"
"Oh arr. I blame all them Gifted, I do. They bin messing wiv me mind again. Makin' me fink I'm this weird bloke wot I've never 'eard of. It's that bloody Seven woman if you ask me. Never trust a woman, 'specially if she's an evil servant of all that's nasty."
"I'm sayin' nothin or the walkin' dead 'll come for me, I've seen em, in dreams, comin across the sand"
"Well, if you ask me, Bah'na'n'a, I reckon we all ought to keep together in times like this. Put word 'round, after all, how else we goin' t manage?"