Foes

The ruined bodies of villagers, sorted by whatever weapon was left in their hands.

The ruined bodies of village women, parted into hoe, pick, dagger, and halberd.

The Order's faceless killers, split into blade, horse, and firearm lineages, and lately seen far more often.

Puppets in the likeness of children, forever lively and mischievous.

Puppets dressed as scholars, with no books of the sages in their hands and no words of virtue on their lips.

Puppets shaped like old men, their faces twisted in agony.

Puppets carved with simple, honest smiles can do nothing but smile forever.

Tall puppets in the shape of women, able to "give birth" to wooden children that land on their feet and scamper about at once.

Puppets shaped like village women, their faces delicately carved.

Puppets in the likeness of village elders, their heads wreathed in an eerie green glow.

Yang Puppets fitted with alloy hand cannons; the right hand is wholly replaced by a firearm.

Madwomen in battered armor, wielding spears with fierce thrusts, sweeps, and strikes.