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Count Kaiserling's insomnia might not have cost him a gold goblet and one hundred Louis d'or if this great secret of his were better known. Indeed, the condition which so moved him to requisition the work from Bach's student for which he is remembered was made for the clavier in hopes that it would enable him to drown out the incessant ticking of his mechanical heart, and the nightmares he still had of his countrymen, where madness of gears and cogs had become so rampant as to consume many of the staff of his villa.

As we do not have either golden goblets or any other currency of the realm amongst our coffers, in order to overcome our own zombie-related problems, we must instead settle for leaden bullets, and hands to fire them. Thus, those with knowledge of any friendly and casual slayers of zombies are heartily encouraged to invite them to join us in our cause.

As I anticipate the group as ending up as nothing more than a safe pool of people to draw friend games from, having a few more people can't hurt, since we can hardly all be around at once. The more the merrier, even when mad.