Greetings to you, dear reader! Since this is the opening installment of the comic, here go three pages (after this, Rebel Folk will update 1 page 2 times a week). Please meet our lovely protagonists lurking in a dark and creepy alley. They solemnly swear they’re up to no good.
Scotland, 1749. Alan Moran, ' a troubled young veteran of a recent civil war, sneaks back into the country to get his hands on a lot of weapons (which he probably should not be trusted with, like, at all) and change the course of history and all that. Which might prove harder than it seems with a nagging ghost of an ex-comrade-in-arms by his side; a whole dragoon regiment at his heels after a killing gone wrong; and a bunch of unsavoury types seemingly after the prize themselves.
Caution: potentially triggering topics are explored in the comic, including, but not limited to, PTSD, alcohol and substance abuse, sexism, homophobia, slavery, lots of murder and other things that the 1740s were unfortunately full of. This is a story about some formerly good people in an extremely lousy world. But hey, ruffles, swords and swashbuckling, right?
(Seriously though, we do have ruffles, swords and swashbuckling here as well.)
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