Pits was more than a warrior—he was a father, a lover, and a legend in the wastelands of Last War Survival.
He fought with a fury unmatched, driven by love and loyalty. His heart belonged to two: the daring Icarus and the enigmatic, wine loving Lis. He also adored his Moocow Jerey always confiding in and trusting him with everything. Their bond was strange, chaotic, and beautiful—just like the alliance they fought for.
But above all, Pits was a father. He watched Clapper grow from a confused boy counting birds into a warrior whose instincts defied logic. Pits guided him, protected him, and believed in him when no one else did.
Now, Clapper fights without his father—but never without his memory. Every calculation, every battle cry, every strange tactic is a tribute to Pits.
Clapper will miss him. The alliance will miss him. But Pits lives on—in every moo, every mushroom speech, every train raid, and every absurd victory.
“In memory of Pits, LMFS rides on…”