They don't like anything that is "new". It disturbs their very conservative sense of order that tries to keep everything done in the exact same manner...that their ancestors had done. For now at least, the Dweorg are most definitely "very new" and needed a lot of getting used to.We did start getting a flood of new Acquila peasants wanting to settle in the now safe and secure river valley. Most had been formerly freeholders on their old ancestral lands but were now suddenly bound nearly in slavery. He went over to the back of his red sedan and popped up the trunk, allowing Kevin and Cody to retrieve their duffel bags.“Holy shit!” Kevin widened his eyes once the bottom of the trunk was revealed. “Don’t tell me this is Maddie’s?”Kieran laughed. “Well, she’s expecting everyone to forget their costumes, so she brought a few spare ones,” he explained as the three friends looked at the big chest beneath their bags.“Shit, I forgot mine!” Cody groaned, receiving a new pat on the back from Kevin,. "I think I tripped." I said standing up. "On what there's nothhng there?" Mom said. "Ahhh...my shoelace." "But it's tied." "Oh mom who cares what I tripped over." "Very well then, take Amber's bags up to your Room while I get your Aunt settled." I grabbed the twin suitcases and headed up the two flight of stairs to my level. "You live in the Attic...how Mike Brady." Amber said. "Greg Brady, Mike was the father." "Are you sure?" "Yes I'm sure." I said. "Okay where do I sleep?" she asked. "You. Grain was stored. Animals were saved, either the best, with forage or the rest, slaughtered and salted. Fire-holes were secured, furs cleaned, clothes mended, and all the dozens of other little jobs that, by themselves were unimportant, but, when taken together, meant the difference between survival, or not.For all of their preparations, the early snow had caught Nemi's people unprepared in one important task - they had not yet paid their tithe. Though their King – or the man who called himself.