Milpa Alta, is the second largest borough within Mexico City, and yet it also possesses the lowest population rate at an astounding 30.000 within its territorial expansion of 286.6 square kilometers. As such it would be an understatement with its progression and low population density to call it a simple rural borough. Though this has also caused the beauty of the land to remain. Milpa Alta remains one of the most traditions areas within the city, with a variety of religious festivals throughout the year and an economy heavily dependent upon its agriculture and food processing. This has also caused its social organization to be traditional, based on families headed by a male, heavily prominently within the towns and slightly less prominent within the rural areas. Due to the nature of the towns and more rural areas it also possesses the lowest crime rate of all boroughs within the city, Within Milpa Alta a large percentage of the population does not live scattered around the vast area, instead about half of the entire population live within or near Malacachtepec one of the twelve main towns, and the other half live within the remaining towns or as farmers across the borough. A rugged land, this rural area consists of the volcanic peaks and flat areas used for agriculture. |
ByakugaranMar 16, 2020 7:58 AM
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??? "So... I assume the one with the spear is a lancer, caster was already identified, and the one that ran off.... I'll make an educated guess and say that he was either saber or berserker." [1] rolled his [2] back and absentmindedly touched [3] on his hand. The war had started with a whimper, but there was no point in having it out with caster and lancer now. "[4] have them retreat for now. We can attempt to contact caster later if it works out well enough. No sense in giving away any more information then needed. It was a bold maneuver to try and draw them into a mosh pit like that, if he was a fool he might have been tempted to go all in. Even so, he was certain [4] would have disagreed with such a decision, they were no fool. "We have a good feel for the city already I think. Perhaps a bit of scouting? We should start looking in [5] I think. We'll check the city piece by piece. Any master worth their salt will have set up a base of operations by now after all." |
| Rider The two riders returned from the stadium. One of them wounded. They would both get off their horses, which would dissipate, and bowed at their master. The Rider that was with his master looked towards him. "Now then, brat. we know of one noble phantasm they have. Should we not look for mo-" He stopped and looked towards them. [color=red["...wait.... where is [1]?!"[/color] The two riders looked at each other, and the unwounded one spoke. "As far as I know, [1] went to the city center after the order was cancelled. I raced towards the stadium after I realized [2] was in danger... so unfortunately I did not have the luxury of following him. The wounded Rider sighed. "Knowing him, he will do some vile thing to the citizens for fun, or do something as idiotic such as having drinks with the enemy. The Rider beside the master let out a bellowing laugh. "That's certainly something he would do! No matter. He shall be our wildcard. Let us see what happens with him for now." "And what of [3]? We left before he did, so I do not know what his mission is. If the master would allow me to know, I wish to be informed." The Rider beside the master looked at his master and grinned. "Oh, he's doing something. Rest assured, it's in our plans. Now master, what will we do next?" |
??? The master clicked his tongue, a tick of displeasure sliding across his face when he heard that [1] had disappeared off to the city center. "If he is killed it would cause problems for us [4]. However, if you think he can handle himself for now... For now we rest and wait, we should see to [2] wounds. We will let [3] do his work, and who knows, perhaps [1] will bring new allies into the fold." Folding his hands in his lap. "There is a first aid kit in the bathroom if you have need of it [2]." |
| Rider The injured rider shook his head. "No need." He said. The three riders then looked at each other, and each of them [1]. One Rider was now left behind, and he looked at his master. "It seems the chess pieces are moving in an interesting direction, master. We should move soon." |
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