Smörknivsbataljonen - the most swedish of home guards

They are not the strongest. Far from the most intimidating force in the Swedish arsenal. But they fight with heart, pride, and honor... and a strong work union.

"Not all heroes wear costly helmets, pilot jet fighters, or call in armored divisions when the nation demands it."

They drive Volvos, always buy hushållsost on sale, and are proud members of their housing associations. They dream of a well-plowed driveway in winter, a fruit basket at work, and a tax refund that covers the cost of a charter trip around the Mediterranean this summer. But above all, they dream of a free Sweden.

This battalion was born during the Swedish baby boom, in an era when the country lay subdued under Dutch oppression. Not a single member of Smörknivsbataljonen (the Butter Knife Battalion) remembers a free Sweden; few have even seen the blue-and-yellow North on a map. But they were raised on the stories. The dream. The certainty that one day – one day, freedom will return to the land of the Swedes.

As the wise men says: "Not all heroes wear costly helmets, pilot jet fighters, or call in armored divisions when the nation demands it."
Alone, one does a very small impact on the Dutch Empire. But together, they fight like swarms of mosquitoes over the northern mountains. Most of them with knives, and for the most fortunate among them, a single green pistol with very limited ammunition.

Smörknivsbataljonen fears nothing. At level 15 and below, they own no vast lands, possess nothing worth guarding, command no economic empire to defend. They have only the will, the knife and small piece of bread to restore health with... And the dream of a free Sweden.