In a room sit three great men, a king, a priest, and a rich man with his gold. Between them stands a sellsword, a little man of common birth and no great mind. Each of the great ones bids him slay the other two. ‘Do it,’ says the king, ‘for I am your lawful ruler.’ ‘Do it,’ says the priest, ‘for I command you in the names of the gods.’ ‘Do it,’ says the rich man, ‘and all this gold shall be yours.’

@Slackhammer Kinda depends on the whole network of who else is outside the room

@JonathanRay Yeah, but it's an island. In that situation, mercs seem like a bad idea. Consider, if you will, Pitcairn Island. No mercs, but notable security problems. Then there's "Sealand".

I'm in if it's an Ancapistan dictatoship