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As the tall, large-breastested woman walked down the narrow hallway, soldiers flanking her on either side you could sense purpose in her walk. She had traveled long to get here and was prepared to make a decision that could effect the future of an entire country forever, for better or worse. Her voyage had brought her far from her native land of South Africa. For five long, miserable days she rode with her trusted donkey Furglar, taking turns mounting eachother to ease the pain emanating from their feet.

On the fourth day, she finally reached the border. There was no escort waiting, nor magnificent sign showcasing what this great country had to offer. Behind her was South Africa and before her laid the great Republic of Zimbabwe.



Zimbabwe was not a place she would normally travel, but this was no vacation. She was Ines Schumacher and this was her destiny.

A few days prior she had received a telegraph, delivered by pigeon to her rural bungalow where she lived a solemn life with her cat Steven. She had no real friends or family. She was born with two left hands and no toes on her feet. abandoned in an orphanage in her infant state.

To this day, little is known of the contents of the letter she received. It remains locked in the vaults of Harvad where only the chosen may walk. What is known is that the letter was political in nature and came from a source named "Bob".

So what did "Bob" want? Ines knew little of politics, but she craved power and that is what brought her to Zimbabwe on this day.

On this fateful day, Ines finally arrived at the castle she had been summoned to. Castles in Zimbabwe or quite rare. A sign of power and fortune: something Ines had long hungered for.



She opened the large door and before her stood that long narrow hallway, flanked by guards in colorful military regalia. At first she stood in awe, then she realized no more than 50 yards ahead of her laid another door, an elaborate gold design covering the massive wood door.

When finally she reached the door, it opened for her. Inside she slowly stepped and behind her, the door shut with a thud.



She remained in that room for hours. Who she spoke to and about what is a mystery, but when she emerged, she was a changed woman. She left that very night aboard her trusted ass, Furglar and rode with the haste of a jackrabbit on coke.



She arrived 3 days later in the city of Johannesburg, it is here that her destiny had brought her to. She went to the first bank she could find and pulled out a check and handed it the bank teller. The look on the teller's face told the story. It was the largest amount of money she had ever seen. Or was it the signature on the bottom that had shocked her?

The first thing she bought with her new fortune was an office building. Twelve days later, her intentions at last came to light. With the help of her tainted gold, her political ambitions came full circle and the Independent Alternative was born.

So who was the mystery donor, the Oz behind the curtain of injustice? Today, the Harvad Vaults reveal to you the truth about the Independent Alternative: