No Laws, Just Order

The MacArthurs and the Saxons had been fussing and fueding, as the locals put it, for over a century at this point. Both families had long lists of grievances, both real and imagined, enough that there was always a threat of violence occurring at the drop of a hat.

And while there had been a few star-crossed lovers, they never seemed to solve anything. And besides, there was always another cousin, another branch of the family to pick up the fight.

In the end, it was stopped by the Marshalls.

After they bought out the goldmine, they hired numerious goons.