Long ago, a small group of bandits, all in dark armor roamed the lands of Calradia. They went from village to village recruiting members for their alliance, if their plan had worked, they would be the strongest in all of calradia. They wanted to have the largest army they could possibly achieve, but this plan failed. The village people all declined their offer to join this small bandit group; they looked at them with disgust, thinking of them as the lowest of the low. Nothing worse than that small little bandit group.Well, that small little bandit group called themselves the Killjoys, and the three "dirty bandits", were us; Blizz, AceStar, and Synyster. As we become more infamous across Calradia, we started plan two. We went to ever last rotten village, and executed every last motherf*cker that rejected us earlier in our life. Especially a small town, right next to the steppe mountains, but in vaegir territory. That village is New Ulburban. Every last peasant in that village hated us, and we hated them back. One night, we got our lockpicks, swords, and the last sets of armor we had, and we went in, full force, and killed every last one of them, and stole every last coin from their chests. Today, the Killjoys call New Ulburban home, for it is all they have. And instead of being rejected more, and sooner or later by the wrong person, we became mercenaries. And that is where we are today, small time mercenaries in northern Calradia, settled in a small town called New Ulburban, with our black flag waving over the dead corpses of our enemies. Soon, our allies gave us back an old village called Nova Tismirr, now owned by _Blizz, also with our black flag overhead. We are The Fabulous Killjoys, and that is our story.
