The Society for Agrarian Supremacy

[JesterAverageJoe]

Since the first season that beast & bird alike impressed their paws & claws unto Earth, so too has each sought to impugn upon the other. These vermin are not unlike those today, who seek to own the earth they stamp upon, going on to such lengths as to shed blood indiscriminately upon her face to vindicate their claims. This Land, which has bore more Dibbuns than can be named, is so prized in Southsward, that Mossflowerians & Northlanders both encroach upon her with inconceivably expanding territory. However, it is in her power alone to perpetually rematerialize upon this prime material plane. Everybeast will always, in some respect, inevitably come into conflict with other beasts, even kin, for it is this eventuality, this symptom of the corruption, which festers in our vermin hearts.
In spite of our infectious malevolence, the Land Farm remains pure. It is the Land Farm that is divine. In contrast to our verminal hatred, the Land Farm is love, sans condition. Therefore the panacea to disolve our corruption is, quite simply, for us to elevate the true source of life by returning to her bosom, as nature intends. It is the villainous vermin who must, especially, be decomposed by the worms & into worms they shall become fertile soil. And as the evil decays from each bone, so too shall we all become pure as the Land itself: without infirmity, without disease, without the savagery of war.
-Brother, Personæ Dramati

[JesterAverageJoe]

& in the end, all things return to the land... & she is ascended.
All Hail the Land Farm!