I just want to say, that I had a blast. Mainly when I joined the Autonomous Militia, and we followed Governor Chaos on a mining Expedition.
During this valiant Expedition, the Militia was disorganized. We wore whatever we could find, used whatever we could find...the Natives ambushed us on the road, wiped us all out except for three of us, myself and Morlock were two of the only survivors.
Upon reporting back, Governor Chaos made us announcers and leaders of the Militia. Soon, we organized ourselves. The Colonists, incited to rage due to the attack of the Natives donned Brown Coats...we dubbed ourselves Brown Coats, mounted up wielding saber and carbine and we brought the Natives fire and Sword.
We charged across the bridge, through tomahawk and bow fire, and put everyone there to the Sword. We retreated, and the Natives declared war. Our Governor changed our name...
from that point on...we were officially...
THE BROWN COAT MILITIA!