
Count Cabbage: Gather round, sons of the Brassica! If Yastreb does not want the Throne, I shall take it myself! We will subdue Timothea with our catapults and find ourselves a boat or two. Then, over the river to Shirekeep! Cabbage Farmer #1: To Shirekeep! Cabbage Farmer #2: For the Cabbage! All Cabbage Farmers (in song): To Shirekeep for the Cabbage! We'll wage our holy war! And have ourselves a Cabbage Kaiser like the days of yore! The Brassica shall triumph! For argue one cannot... with all its leafy goodness staving off Imperial rot! Soon all Shireroth will see it! The good that cabbage does! The joy that it will bring them all, just as it brought to us! So onward now, Kitanus! We'll fight on without cease! Till every field's a cabbage field, all Brassicas at peace! A group of villagers approach the farmers. Villagers (in song): We heard the call of cabbage, which we cannot rebuke! We're Arya, driven from our homes by Goldshire's evil Duke! We have no hope in this place! Our lives are emptied out! So we'll stand proudly by your side and join your battle shouts! Villagers and Farmers (in song): To Shirekeep for the Cabbage! We'll wage our holy war! And have ourselves a Cabbage Kaiser like the days of yore! Villager #1: But Count Cabbage, what hope do we have against the armies of the Kaiseress? Count Cabbage: All the hope we need! The Cabbage makes us strong when eaten, but in war it has another use! Count Cabbage holds up a rotten cabbage. Count Cabbage: Behold, my great work! Bred by selective growing into the perfect weapon! In this fermented example lies enough toxicity to subdue any who consume it. So let us cause chaos for a time in Shirekeep, let us disrupt the normal food supply while raining these cabbages down with our trebuchets! Soon enough they will eat, and soon enough they will wither! And the Golden Mango Throne will be ours!
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