What's Gotten Into The Cat?!
General Jhourin looked over the paperwork that lay before her. It was a deal that would sell some technology to the other kingdoms for an outrageous amount of money. She signed the papers with a grin on her face. All she had to do was wait.
In the meanwhile she spent money on better weapons, transportation, and instructors. She had bought seven state-of-the-art guymelefs for an elite squadron. She began training the troops for various missions, but no one could see the reasons why she had them trained for these missions. They were tactics for bounty hunters, and not military tactics.
The money came back. She contacted the small kingdom of Dharmin to make a deal.
Dharmin responded well to Jhourin. They seemed interested in Zaibach's money.
She wrote this letter to the Dharmin king.
To Your Royal Highness of Dharmin:
My name is General Jhourin, by last name only. Word of what I am about to propose cannot go out to anyone. I am proposing a deal between Zaibach and Dharmin. As you know, Zaibach is devastated from the War of Fate. Zaibach is in serious need of labor and we need slaves like plants need sun. I know that the leopard-people are the hardest working people, second to the Ispano. I know, I used to be one. I know you have an enormous population of leopard-people slaves, and too many slaves in one place can mean a higher success rate of a slave uprising.
Let me do you a favor and get these extra slaves off your hands. If that won't convince you, you could name your price and I'll be happy to accommodate you.
Thank you and I hope to do business with you in the future.
General Jhourin
Zaibach Militia and Temporary Government
It was perfect. A great sales pitch, she thought. Now she needed them to fall for it.
Two weeks passed, they did. She sent a shipment of money as Dharmin sent several shipments of leopard-people to Zaibach She ordered them to be gathered in the athletic training field of the Militia's camp.
She went down, and stood on the platform.
In a very loud, commanding voice, she talked to them.
"Leopard-people, I am General Jhourin. You may think I look like you, and the truth is, you're right. I was a leopard-girl who escaped enslavement when I was a child. I was part of a pair of twins named Naru-naru and Belu-belu. I became a part of the Zaibach Empire, which then fell to the Alliance when I was eighteen or nineteen years old. I grew up, and became General of the Zaibach Militia. I have bought your freedom."
The slaves cheered and rejoiced.
"SILENCE!"
They quieted down.
"On a few stipulations. All men over the age of eighteen shall become soldiers. All single, childless women over the age of eighteen shall become soldiers. All Mothers shall stay home; all single fathers shall stay home, also. Those not fit for combat shall learn a trade or become of some use to Zaibach. Children and the elderly may stay with their families at home."
There was talk among the crowd.
"Or, I can return you to your previous owners."
They shut up.
"I have seven state-of-the-art guymelefs that I'd like seven leopard-people to fill. I suggest soldiers train with the Zaibach Militia, and learn and read as much as you can. The smarter, stronger, faster, and more agile you are, the better. Don't disappoint me. I expect a lot more from you than just what we used to do in our own land. Are you with me, or are you still behind the times?"
They cheered and chanted her last name.