Okay, this time we're all roleplaying gods. Everybody announce you names and sphere(s) of influence. Once there's more than one god we'll create our fictional world and get straight to the war!
Name: Fenrir
Spheres: wolves, the moon, loyalty, stamina, strategy and tactics
EDIT:
Nevermind, Dark's handling the map stuff. Looks like he's in charge now.
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Earthen Dwarves are similar to elves in the sense that they respect nature and try to live along side it. However they are certainly not as fanatical, and wont kill you for chopping down more than exactly 71 trees. They do not mind the death of animals and will not be offended when you offer them «+Kitten bone amulet+».
They tend to build their fortresses partially above ground and usually dig beneath open plains, deserts and forests. They are not a strong military force, relying on individual chosen warriors to complete important combat based tasks.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
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^ mountain peak
▲ mountain
⌂ rocky hills
. plains and grassy hills
~ deserts and sandy dunes
♣ forest
↑ palm forest
○ river source
─┬┘ river
≈ lake
░ storm (dependant on terrain type)
═╦╝ tunnel
╫ bridge
☼ capitol
♥ special place
Æ ruins
π earthendwarf fortress
€ kobold fortress
% aegean citadel
$ werecoyote village
¥ dracon fortress
+ dracon settlement
§ city of sand
σ sandy settlement
≡ migrating group
÷ temporary camp
╧ boat
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HEROES:
☻ champion of hermatus
α champion of gregnar
A champion of yagesh
D champion of youh
C champion of imp
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EDIT: spoke too soon, need to hire an artist... nah, I wont give up just yet!
[ February 05, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Basically its a rock built by the gods to mess around with mortals on. Its got a large central lake, an empty grassy plain to the 'east' side of it, a dusty desert to the 'west' and 'south' sides and a small mountain range on the 'north' side. Its floating in a high density magical void and is illuminated by many spheres of light.
I supose we'll be adding more to it as we go, thats why I left it so empty. As for the actual size, I reckon its a good 10km across. Not much, but im thinking we will need to be close to eachother anyway.
[ February 05, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Armok: blood, irony, complexity, paradoxes, superiority, kobolds, sadism, memetics, simulation, exaggeration, hybris ("overconfidence"), goals.
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⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂
▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂
⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂."..".
."...."."".."...""..
." (etc, etc...)
OR... we could use my map as a sort of 'world map' and then use a text based, DF style map for more specific locations at points in the world map. So basically I draw a dot on my map and say 'This is So and So'. Then we build up a more detailed map of the area.
[ February 05, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲
▲▲▲⌂⌂.....≈≈⌂⌂▲▲
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂.
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣
♣≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣
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KEY:
^ mountain peak
▲ mountain
⌂ rocky hills
♣ forest
≈ lake
. plains and grassy hills
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
code:*removed map of weirdness*
EDIT:
Tried to fix weirdness
EDIT AGAIN!
Nevermind, we'll use Dark's Serpent Peaks.
EDITx3:
Removed map
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
Species: Werewolf
Default Site type: Ruin
Location: In a forest somewhere
EDIT:
Give me your default site type too.
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲
▲€▲⌂⌂.....≈≈⌂⌂▲▲
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂.
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣
♣≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣
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KEY:
^ mountain peak
▲ mountain
⌂ rocky hills
♣ forest
≈ lake
. plains and grassy hills
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Worshippers: Aegeans, waterdwelling fish-toad people. Humanoid.
Citadel location: That lovely little lake to the south. Somewhere in the center.
Haven't popped in on one of these before, what do I do? Also, can I (being a god) influence any of you regarding my spheres? Or is that restricted to my faithful?
I've got other matters that require my attention, so continue on your own. I'll update the map in the first post when I am able.
Xotes, God of Labor, crafts and creation.
Worshippers:Ironmen.
Default Location: Caves.
Town Location: The very top of the eastern forest.
This oughta be fun.
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Xotes ]
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The Serpent Peaks / The Redwood River
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂.....≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣...≈≈
♣≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
code:
KEY:
^ mountain peak
▲ mountain
⌂ rocky hills
. plains and grassy hills
~ deserts and sandy dunes
♣ forest
○─┬┘ river
≈ lake
EDIT: fixed.
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
May I request a relocation, then? That forest only a couple tiles away from the desert would be nice.
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Xotes ]
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[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Also Fenrir; I may be the world builder and the lore maker, but you're the Game Master, dont dump this on me just cause yer a lazy git. (No offense, im lazy too a certain degree too. :D )
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
Hermatus stepped up to the game table, the rest of the gods had already gathered around the miniature world. He nodded to them in greeting and began rummaging in the pockets of his leather armour. "Heh, got it around ere somewhere, jus' gimi a sec..." He takes out a small miniature dwarf and places it on the table.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣...≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
Jencullok Turflifter stood in front of the cliff-face. That was an awful lot of turf to lift. The rest of his party were just catching up, time to get to work...
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..!◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣...≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
More rules!: settlement bonuses. Settlement placement can give certain realistic bonuses, il go through all the current settlements as examples, these are pretty obious but just to make them official.
The Aegian citadel has a lake tile in each of the four directions (Diagonals matter, however special tiles always gain importance over others, for example a lake on a plain. The lake that in shape is a + will be considered circular and the center tile cannot be accessed.) therefore it is safe from any non-flying or non-swimming races. If it grows bigger rather than seperating into smaller settlements, then this will change.
The werewolf den is considered 'invisible' but reachable. Because its so far into the large forest it cannot be seen by any race except flying races. Forests offer cover but lakes do not and the den is considered 'on the shore of a lake'. Since the trees surrounding the lake block visibility it cannot be seen from the ground. The only way for ground races to find the den is to build settlements in the forest, which may be hard because the werewolves are 'dominant' of the area.
The ironman lair is considered partially visible, it gains a small hidden bonus but since diagonals count it can be found and attacked if searched for.
The dwarven fortress gains no hidden bonus, however it does get a large defense bonus against plains races, due to only 2 plains tiles bordering it. It only gains a moderate bonus against mountain races because they can better traverse 'rocky hills'. It gains no bonus against water races that attack from the lake.
The kobold fortress is considered fully hidden by all but flying races and gains a maximum defence bonus against all races except flying and mountain, however mountain races are still affected by a high defense bonus. But a problem for Armok is, the whole area is little more than a rocky wasteland in terms of life. This means food problems, just like in DF. :D
(OOC: im skipping my turn cause I need to go play with some friends.)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Xotes moves the Iron Man west one tile.
The Iron Man Kadol Quicknessrushed surveys the surrounding area for suitable settlement positions.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘.!♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣...≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘.!♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
A storm of energy has arrived.
The lightning strikes the plains in the ground! x314159265
A human civilization has arrived.
quote:
Originally posted by apache1990:
<STRONG>Name: Apache
Sphere: technology, mechanisms, metal, insanity, time</STRONG>
"Oh well, this one'll have to do."
He places the coyote on the board at the shores of a small lake high in the mountains.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘.!♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
(OOC: Please correct me if I did something wrong.)
Kadol hears the lightning, but brushes it off and keeps scouting ahead.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..☻.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
((Had to pull a quick edit, there.))
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Xotes ]
Hermatus moves the dwarf into the mountains. "I dont supose any of you have an ale on yer person...?"
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
The toil was terrible, soil is nothing compared to rock, but still they had to mine onwards until the great tunnel was complete. He wonder when Greentoes would put him back on break, never?
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣..=..≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂=──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣..=..≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
A handful of coyotes depart toward the treeline to the south.
(I am to lazy to write this out in very thread, or inventing new avatars: "A demonic kobold, the fur the color not of coal, but of cosmos deepest gravity wells, and just like those the darkness is contrasted by two brilliant fares; eyes the color of red-hot iron.
It wears a blood red cloak and a soft but cruel smile, the claws and teeth are made from stainless steel.")
...talking into a outernet multiversal communication device.
"yes? ...Annoying kobold you szay? Kobolds ain't... Ok, zso this Blitukus... Ah, so everything isss under control then? ... Good. ...Thanksye! Bye! *BEEP*"
"You started whiteout me", he accuses as he picks out on of his teeth whits immediately takes the form of a miniature steel kobold. He puts it on the board in the mountains. (I already did that)
"You forgot to turn this thing on even!" and he holds his hand over it for a second, causing it to light up projecting massive amounts of text all over the air above it. "What has happened to you?"
The list of the kobolds names, hovering in the air above the kobold figurine (I use Fenrirs program to make these*):
The night was still. Suddenly there were movement, but not from a dimension any creature nearby could imagine. The spacetime bubble collided whit the fourbrane spilling 14 quite confused kobolds into the night along whit piles of equipment.
The confusion didn't last for long as instinct told the kobolds they needed shelter and so Klalapu took thde € unobtainium pick€ from the heap and struck the erth beneath a overhaning cliff behinde some bushes hiding the entrance from both above and below. Klalapu was a skilled miner and had a good pick, so the work went extremely fast, and as soon as she had mined a bit into the mountain the other kobolds were quick carrying the various devices into the dawning fort.
By sunrise the only sign something had happened was the gravity waves from the bubbles spreading into space at lightspeed.
code:*using this wordparts file:
kla
olo
tri
del
la
ion
mat
ci
bla
mu
ori
sla
tu
pow
qua
vub
ter
pu
nah
jih
pli
kca
lip
nih
wog
code:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .=..│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣..=..≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
The small expedition party approaches the edge of the forest, as an ill wind blows from the west.
code:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .=..│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
The expedition settles by the river.
A brave adventurer marches out of the citadel towards the woods, armed with a copper mace.
quote:
Originally posted by Armok:
<STRONG>(I use Fenrir's program to make these*)</STRONG>
quote:
Originally posted by apache1990:
<STRONG>A brave adventurer marches out of the citadel towards the woods, armed with a copper mace.</STRONG>
code:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
The expidition finally reaches the forest, and begins setting up camp.
code:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
They were deep inside the mountain now, the tunnel streched backwards into the gloom. At the end of it was a light, but Jencullok couldnt see it. The food cart came clanking up the tunnel, at least now he could rest for a while.
EDIT: (OOC: Imp, you may want to move your settlement down one more tile to gain at least minor bonuses from the forest, at that location it counts as 'on the edge of the forest' but still fully visible.)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
EDIT: (OOC: or maybe I will, il put em in a seperate catagory, everyone post their hero symbol anyway though. :D )
EDIT2: (OOC: by the way, you can have regular heroes as well as your champion, but your champion is someone pretty special.)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
My kobolds can be 'k' maybe?
Armok wipes the lights whit a sweeping gesture, summons a parchment containing the same symbols, and mutters something undecipherable.
(OOC: I want to have time to do my RP good, and that takes time to write, and I don't have much time, so please keep the tempo low so I don't feel forced to spend more time than I have on this, for digging and traveling I think realtime might be good, and then those dwarves dig awfully fast. I will probably be at a stable 1 update der day and two on weekends or something like that.)
Edit:
I cant help to notice that:
Kobold: small doglike humanoid.
Werecoyote: a coyote, a canine, that can walk bipedal and use tools
Werewolf: can change between wolf and man at will
... dose anybody else notice the pattern?
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
EDIT: (OOC: Armok I put your champion down as K rather than k. Lesser heroes can be k however, and I would prefer if everyone used '=' as a migrating group rather than their own symbol. Just try to remember which = is yours. :p )
EDIT2: (OOC: also a note on combat, unlike the BFTBG thread combat in this thread will be more realistic rather than DF style, so try to avoid 'The human bashes the werewolf in the head with his copper mace. It is smashed into the body and unrecogniseable mass!' No offense Fenrir.)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
quote:
... dose anybody else notice the pattern?
(OOC: I actually didn't realize that. I just did that because I happen to have a particular fondness for coyotes. Wonder what'll happen if someone starts a feline civ... :D)
Hermatus took out a stein from his pockets. It was filled with some kind of sugary alchohol. "Bah, this stuff is crap, who brews it? I should get down te my temple and demand beer every mass. Not sacrafices mind ya, I would never stand any mortal, dwarf or not, spilling beer for me."
(OOC: more in character updates now! We cant fill the whole thread with announcements and discussions!)
"Want one? They're fresh from the mortal realm."
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The expedition party sets to work gathering lumber to brin back to their settlement.
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
(OOC: by the way, shall we make it so that rivers can only be crossed by swimming and flying races, but can have bridges built on them at verticle or horizontal tiles? I mean like this:
code:
.......
.......
○─╫─┐..
....╪..
....│..
....≈..
..≈≈≈≈.
one of the coyotes approaches the largest of the werewolves.
"I am afraid our leader is not present. I am currently acting in his stead. How may I help you?"
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
"Guess I better start bringing more."
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
code:
GAMEBOARD:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲☻▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
He was told they were nearing the half and that he would be put in charge of the mid-tunnel outpost. The old site was running out of space and the population was booming. Already two new fortresses had sprung up. Their safe haven in the mountains wouldnt sustain them for long. This was his motivation, this was why he kept mining, at the end would be a new world to explore.
EDIT: (OOC: I supose I better explain what im doing, im building up my start area into the capital of my civ, after the tunnel is complete a ☼ will be placed at the center of the three fortresses turning it into one big fortress. A ☼ can only be placed if it connects three seperate settlements. It doesnt give any bonuses other than having a capital gives you a better footing, mainly cause it takes more than 1 turn to capture. Otherwise it usually gets a lower defense bonus because of its size, it can be attacked from numerous directions.)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
one of the coyotes approaches the largest of the werewolves.
"I am afraid our leader is not present. I am currently acting in his stead. How may I help you?"
"This is the territory of The Wolf-Counsel of Howls." the werewolf says. He looks around him at the coyotes at work chopping down trees. "These trees belong to us."
"We need lumber to expand our settlement. I assure you that we will take only what we need and nothing more."
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
"Yes, yes. Our settlement is to the north, by a river."
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
code:
GAMEBOARD:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠☻^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
Greentoes had come up to him and said to start digging a shaft upwards to the left while the others continued forward. Soon the rock started to crumble and beams of light started to shine into the dark tunnel. Jencullok stood out in the snow. This wasnt exactly what he was expecting, they were just below one of the mountain's peaks and it was freezing. Still it would prove to be one of the best watchtowers in the land. He could see everything except that what the tip of the mountain hid from view. After looking back at the valley that was his home, he couldnt help but feel glad he was leaving it, cramped and small as it was.
(OOC: Time for sleep!)
[ February 07, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
The coyote speaks a few words to the workers, and the work stops.
The brave adventurer heads into the new town to gather supplies for his quest.
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The human citadel sends workers to cut down outlying trees from the forest edge.
(Will not affect the adjacent forest tile, as I'm actually cutting the 'sparse' trees in my own tile.)
Two more expeditions leave the citadel, one north, one south.
(Human Civ symbols for my villages. U for the Brave Adventurer, u for normal questers/diplomats/etc.)
The Brave Adventurer is now in *.
code:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠☻^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*.=.≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣=.≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
"Though it would help if people would post a few more details about their races, like their favoured biome, technology, views and other preferences of note such as 'likes art' etc."
Humans of the citadel:
Plains, nearby water and trees.
Currently copper, advancing quickly if ores are found.
Adventurous, peaceful if unprovoked, curious, follow Apache, etc.
Below the temple proper, a small room where the only light coming from a pedestal upon which rested a faintly glowing pearl the size of a human's head also had a collection, but these were the elders.
Giant creatures, their scaly skin becoming dark and scratched with age, eyes as milky as the giant pearl they stared into, these were the oldest of their kind, the result of several hundred years of living under the gentle waves in the lake that they had laid claim to.
The collected elders looked deep into the shifting surface of the massive pearl, their sightless eyes peering intently as unseen images and unheard sounds drifted into their collective consciousness.
Finally, after almost an hour spent meditating on the pearl's secrets, the elders broke their circle and wandered off towards their chambers to sleep. The ancient Gishleth-Yheem, eldest among them, went instead towards the high priest to confide with him in the clicking and croaking language of the Aegeans the messages imparted to the circle of elders during meditation.
The high priest nodded, and then made his way back up the tunnel that led towards the higher levels, sometimes swimming, sometimes latching onto the walls and propelling himself forward with his powerful limbs.
Once at the top level, the high priest solemnly made his way to the smooth stone altar upon which danced a cluster of sun rays, and began to address the the congregation.
"Children of the All-Seer, Yagesh has spoken! Our god has given us a divine mission, he has shaped our path towards a brighter future!"
There were a few clicked murmurs through the crowd, but most stayed quiet, awaiting the priest's next words.
"Our god has expressed distaste at our minor holdings, and has dictated that we shall create an empire to challenge the world for aeons to come! Children of the All-Seer, the harvest king, god of fish and water, heed this call! To the south, we shall expand our kingdom until we control all of this simple lake's holdings. From this seat of power, the world shall know the reign of the Aegeans, and we shall spread onward towards the grand seas the All-Seer has promised our kind! Yagesh wills our victory! Yagesh wills our strength!"
The congregation rose from their mollusk-encrusted seats, and the temple rang with a haunting symphony as those collected shouted their fervor in clicks and throaty rumbles that echoed off the smooth stone walls of the temple.
The high priest smiled quietly to himself, lines of small but sharp teeth showing slightly above the rim of his near-fleshless lips. He had served his god well, and knew divine rewards lay in his future. Praise be to the All-Seer.
At the edge of the table, the scaled creatue lifts its head from whatever silent reverie had been occupying it for so long.
"Brethren," It said. "do not let my silence vex you, for I mean no ill manner by it".
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠☻^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*.=.≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣=.≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
Aegeans.
Water. Seas and lakes are home to most settlements, but if a river is found flowing into a mountain, accomodations can be made.
Bones and shells are the most common materials used in weapons and armor, as metalsmithing is difficult underwater. More expensive armors can be made from volcanic stone near underwater magma vents.
Aegean society is theocratic, with leadership falling to the high priest, who in turn gets his commands from the sacred elders. Aegeans, although suspicious of outsiders, will not hesitate to make profitable trades with them. A life spent swimming has crafted very strong bodies, and they are incredibly fast underwater. Although they are not nearly as agile on land, the lack of water resistance makes them hit quite hard.
(OOC: Sorry 'bout the long wait, I figured I'd make up for it with some interesting background. I'm going to have to ask for Aegeans to be amphibious (forgot to add that in the first post), as being strictly waterbound would make things a little boring once the lake was fully laid claim to.)
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GAMEBOARD:
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘!.♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*.=.≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣=.≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
The mountain fortress had been built up nicely and was receiving more and more immigrants from the valley. Jencullok had rejoined the rest of the miners, they hadnt made much progress without him, but now it was time to step up the pace. The tunnel had to be completed before the valley became over crowded.
EDIT:
(OOC: Hey, Armok, I think those dwarven fortress are overdue for a natural disaster. Don't you think?)
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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The Serpent Peaks/The Redwood River/The Dust Plains
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂.......≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲▲▲⌂⌂.....≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲○⌂..│...♣.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .♣..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣...≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
↑ is a palmy forest that acts like a regular forest but without hidden bonuses.
Just as soon as I can figure out how the heck I'm gonna get there...
(OOC: really everyone shuld post a list of all their peaple, its fast whit Fenrirs wonderful Serkib. I actually prepared a few wordparts.txt for posible use:
Aegeans:
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kca
zht
fss
pah
sz
jyh
ih
dhz
sha
lmn
ohr
biz
zip
slah
k'ks
lah
bsz
nah
wsh
*click*
phExamples:
lahihwshkca
zipphphihbiz
ihihlmn
bizlah
ihohrshapah
zipdhznah
fssk'kspahphfssslah
fssslahslahpahnahnah
kcasha
shaih
kcashaslah
ihzhtkca
*click*jyhwsh
k'kspahphbszkcazht
ohrlmnbizzht
fsszhtdhzsha
fssslahslahphzht
bszphpah*click*dhz
*click*wsh*click*bsz
lmnzipwsh*click*wsh
wshihk'ks
fsszht*click*
bizshabszsz
fssnahihihsz
bszfss
zhtpahzht
lahk'kszipszzipohr
*click*pah*click*ihzhtbsz
dhzlmnlmnzht
zhtbizdhzpah
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grh
hr
ulv
rhf
pf
oouh
urg
ah
arg
wrh
ck
ehr
gh
rir
kan
ryr
rir
ehl
olo
quaExamples:
ghehloouhqua
rirckurg
rhfck
ehrgh
ehrahwrh
urgrhf
wrhulvckolo
oouhehlrhfurg
ryrrir
ehlckkan
quagh
ryrrhf
ryrehrckolo
rhfehrwrhehr
ehrehrghpf
kanahoouh
hrurgkan
rirck
ulvrirurgpf
ryrckoouhehl
urgrhf
hrahhr
wrhkanah
arghr
kanhrwrhehl
oouhpfkanurg
ahwrhpfulv
rirckgrhehl
urgwrhckwrh
ckarg
rhfahurg
oouhahulvurg
olowrh
ehrkan
ghargkanpf
rhfurg
grhargpf
rirulvgh
ehlquaulv
kanulv
I love your description of the Aegeans Kagus, I think you might have played Aquaria at some point in your life. Bonus points for good RP!
Also even if they can't traverse land there is nothing stopping them from digging water filled tunnels...
About my kobolds:
They are genetically and personality wise like kobolds in AKQ.
They have high futertech, for example some €pocket unobtainium quantum supercomputers€ and +clear diamond laser sniper rifles+.
They are elite "assault colonists" from a neighboring universe.
They count and will remain 14 in number.
:D
Hopefully I will have ting to actually play my turn later today.
Edit: and could you please expand the map in the other direction next time?
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
Kadol keeps surveying the area for suitable settlement positions, while two small groups of Iron Men set out from the lair.
(!=Hero. 1=Regular diplomat/anything else.)
Meanwhile, inside the lair...
Thalim was hard at work punching down walls to expand the lair, when another Iron Man wearing a black headband tapped him on the shoulder. "Fellow brother, our father wishes to have us come to the antechamber." Thalim stopped his work and nodded towards the Iron Man."Then it shall be so."
Thalim followed the Iron Man into the antechamber, in which was a pit several stories deep. There are several other Iron Men there, as well as a diamond on a gigantic pedastal, extending from the bottom of the pit, with a bridge of stone to the pedastal.
A voice is heard, emenating from the diamond. "Hello, my children. Now is the time to expand. For far too long you have dwelt here in this cave, waiting for adventurers to come here and take the statues that are created once you have lost your mortal life. No more! Now, you shall set out and tame the world, bending it to your will. You shall go forth, and make great alliances, and ever after your kind will be praised. However, the path will be filled with much adversity, as there are many others who will come to attempt the same thing you will. You cannot let them succeed, my children. YOU must succeed..."
With that, the voice faded away, and the Iron Men rejoiced. The Iron Man wearing the headband started talking."Now, you have heard what our father has said, so we shall set out! In groups of five, we shall go forth and conquer the land. Now, two groups will go and assist Kadol in his quest to find new areas to settle in. The rest will stay here for now and expand the cave. Let us get to work, my brothers! FOR XOTES!" The Iron Men start cheering and the cave itself shakes from the noise.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~.
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣...≈
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*.=.≈≈
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣U#.≈≈
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣=.≈≈
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈
((Wow, it really takes a lot outta somebody to write lots of exposition. I'm gonna pass out now.))
Quagh walks into the roughly-dug cave, stepping over and around rocks, crevices, and the bones of the pack's last meal. The cave walls are soft, for the den had been dug in the loam just below the surface. Here and there the remains of a fire can be seen, along with the symbols of the pack.
The werewolf proceeds deeper into the cave, where the dim light is provided only by torches. Passageways twist off in all directions. The deep, growling voices of his kin can be heard in all directions, with the path to the surface being the only exception.
There is one passage larger than the others, with a large purple cloth, emblazoned with the symbol of the pack, is draped over it. Quagh pushes the curtain aside as he walks down this path. The passage opens up abruptly into a large, but dimly lit, room.
At the center can be seen the large form of the alpha male, seated upon his throne. The throne is made of bone and hide, and several skulls decorate it. Quagh lays upon the ground and rolls over onto his back.
"What is it?" the alpha male growls. "The coyote pack to the north has come to our forest to cut down trees." he replies. "Then drive them out!" the alpha male snaps. "But, Karg, they come from the mountains, they may be able to help us." says Quagh. Karg ponders a moment, then responds. "Go speak with them. If they are unwilling to trade, then remove them from this forest. Leave at once, Quagh!"
Quagh rolls over onto his stomache and returns to his feet. He steps back into the passage, shakes the dirt from his fur, then departs.
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
Ok, maybe not only that, I cant really put my finger on it, maybe it's just because we're awesome?
"(OOC: That's an actual Poetic Edda quote.)"
AWESOME!)
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
FYI: The High One = Odin)
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
The Brave Human Adventurer continues on his journey around the lake, looking for the perfect site for a new town.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
"I see. I believe we can establsh some sort of agreement. What sort of goods did you have in mind?"
"We have an agreement. I'll send a messenger back to our settlement."
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .c..│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲☻▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The coyote messenger sets of toward the settlement.
The 14 elites finally collapse over the pile of tech treasure at the end of the plain rough tunnel, while their bodies are doing the hard work of adapting to a new universe.
[ February 08, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
Hermatus grunts and moves his piece again. "Why is it tha mortals got more drink than us? Its not fair I say!"
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .c..│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲☻⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The rock was starting to get visibly softer, they were leaving the deep mountains now which meant the tunnel would be soon completed. Joy of joys!
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Originally posted by Fenrir:
<STRONG>(OOC: I will no longer be visiting these forums with my typical frequency. As such, I cannot participate and maintain the game's pace. As of now, I have withdrawn. For the sake of continuity, someone else may take command of the werewolves.)</STRONG>
Don't leave us, please.
Edit: i hate to do this but:
BAD DOG! :mad:
(and if you must leave I vote we play until it's your turn and then put this on pause)
[ February 09, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
However, no one else seems to be posting very frequently, so I may have been a bit hasty. Disregard what I said about withdrawing. My werewolves are still waiting for Imp's coyotes anyway.)
The monstrous wolf returns to his place at the game board. "I'm back in." he says. None of the other gods seem to take notice, and they continue to ponder their next moves.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂c──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲☻⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The coyote messenger reaches the river banks, her destination in sight.
(OOC: WOOHOO! Glad you're staying, Fenrir.)
"Armok, if yer so happy to 'ave 'im back, then dun go an' kill 'im! Let 'im breathe a bit."
EDIT: accent
[ February 09, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
The Aegean citadel is expanded, boasting new weaponmaking accomodations, as well as a new training field for the Aegean military. Prospectors discover several chutes leading deep underground in the surrounding cliffs.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π.π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂c──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .=..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲☻⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
a = Aegean civilian. A = Aegean hero/military troop.
Also, while I do appreciate your new toy, Armok, those names aren't really what I was thinking of. These dudes aren't the result of Aquaria (a game I've never even heard of, but I may look into it now that you bring it up), but the Atlantian race of Dominions. The name "Yagesh" fits in somewhat with the naming of Atlantians, and I practically stole the elders/prophetic orb ideas from Dominions 3. I made a few tweaks to suit my own interests, however.
In Dominions, Atlantians never die of old age, and they never stop growing. The older Atlantians become massive compared to their younger brethren, and their scales harden with age. Some grow to be as large as dragons, and immensely strong. I liked the idea, and based my guys off that.
I am going to take you up on that water tunnel idea. I might start wreaking a little havoc on those tunneling dwarves as well...
Hermatus glares at the hugging gods and moves his piece, while still glaring. "Ey, cut it out!"
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑~~~~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂......≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂.....≡π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂c──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠═▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂☻⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%≈⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The capital exploded. Migrants were flooding into the mountain outpost to escape the crowds. Though really all they were running into were more crowds, and in a tight tunnel no less. Work on a second tunnel had begun, leading to the east. While that continued he decided that the forest to the southeast should be scouted for suitible settlement sites. He would oversee the operation personally.
(OOC: everyone use ≡ instead of = for migrant groups now, to avoid confusion with tunnels. Also if im going too fast its not mah fault, im only updating once per day. :( Tha rest of you slackers are going to need to pick up the pace, especially Fenrir, since he wont be visiting the forum as frequently his turns should be more cheesy, uh, no, adventurous, bigger?)
[ February 10, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
Always has the fall of dwarves been their own expansion.
[/OOC]
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▲⌂.....≡π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂c──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....└───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂a⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣.*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂☻⌂⌂...♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣.♣♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈≈%%⌂⌂⌂......♣♣ ♣≈≈≈♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈≈≈......♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣♣.♣♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣...♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
Q'uagnun surveyed the landscape in front of him with large eyes that were well adapted to the murk of the surrounding waters. Before him lay the new section of Ygmesh Dalq'uur, Temple-City of the Aegeans. The new city section, although not fully constructed, still provided glimpses of what lay ahead for the Aegean populace.
A new market plaza was being paved with stone tiles decorated with shells to make a grand mosaic at the bottom level, with larger shop areas being built to form walls around the central area.
These shops would become the domains of richer merchants, while the lesser traders would set up their stands on the plaza floor below. Q'uagnun saw all the Aegeans swimming from shop to shop, the busy merchants on the bottom selling their wares, and the bulging eyes of civilians as they simply sat and observed the goings-on. All these images were merely the creations of Q'uagnun's mind, as the plaza floor was only halfway completed, the mosaic oddly lopsided in its incomplete state.
Q'uagnun, grand high general of the Aegean army, watched for a while longer before releasing his grip on the coral beneath him and swimming lazily along his patrol route once more.
The dangerous fish had long since been neutralized, and the lake provided little in the way of threat to the Aegean population, but the patrols were important training for the new recruits in the army, at least in Q'uagnun's opinion.
The phalanx of soldiers, armed with spears tipped in tooth or bone spearheads and armed with turtle-shell shields, fell into formation behind Q'uagnun again as he proceeded along the route once more.
Farther north, beyond the newly constructed military complexes from which Q'uagnun had departed on his patrol, an exploratory group ventured into one of the tunnels that led into the darkness of the cliffside. Although mostly civilians, they brought along a soldier armed in the traditional equipment in case they encountered something inside one of the shafts they explored.
Inside the tunnel system, they relied on the shimmering lights of moonfish brought in bloated fish stomach sacks, as it was too dark even for their exceptional nightvision. The restless nature of their light source cast constantly shifting images on the cave walls as they passed through, sometimes startling small cave creatures out from their hiding places in the craggy tunnel walls.
The expedition continued northward, following the curving shaft as it snaked its way through the rock. They encountered no more than a few cave prawns, their shells stark white and eyeless from generations of living in a lightless environment, although dark spaces always have a way of breeding thoughts of monsters in the mind...
Sitting at the world table in the god's playground, Yagesh contemplated his favored race happily, experiencing their rise to power one thought at a time.
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Jencull (same hero) stood as the rock crumbled around him. The echoes of stone shattering rang through the tunnel as the clang of picks on rock made the mind numb. This place is going to be the staging point he thought, from here the kingdom would spread. The sound of shouts back down the tunnel snapped him out of it. Migrants were storming through the passage to escape the mountains, well, it was best not to stop them.
(OOC: btw Kagus, your writing is beautiful, never have I read such a wonderful series of words.)
[ February 11, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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The expedition continued onwards, following the snaking bends of the watery tunnel farther into the mountains. There were larger pockets along the path now, and smaller tributaries connecting the tunnel they traveled through into some unseen water network deep inside the earth, soft currents sometimes emanating from the small holes.
And, as the group carried onward, they began to see larger fish and crustaceans in their path, sometimes capturing a few cave fish for a meal in order to conserve supplies. Odd scents also started to waft through the waters, vague snatches at first, but growing stronger the farther they progressed down the tunnel. These were of unknown origins, but the strength of the odors was enough to cause unease among the naturally skittish researchers.
But onward they continued, as their sense of duty compelled them to. This path was to be explored and charted, so that the citadel council would have some form of reference when deciding what to do with the strange channel.
For now, however, it was the domain of the researchers and their guard, and they sensed little of the world outside the flickering lights of the moonfish as they moved to their strange dance inside the bags.
South of the citadel, Q'uagnun and his phalanx moved farther towards the shore of the lake, a place known to have not been cleared completely by the Aegean settling of the area.
Q'uagnun had used this place for years as a training ground for recruits to test their mettle againts large fish and the occasional wild land beast that waded in from the banks. Although these beasts were hardly a fearsome enemy, it gave the recruits a feeling of triumph that would aid in Q'uagnun's control of them. A warrior will always follow a commander who leads his men to glory.
It also gave Q'uagnun a very detailed look at how the various individuals reacted to a combat situation, allowing him to accuratel pick which soldiers required promotion and encouragement, and which ones required... Obedience.
The scarred scales around Q'uagnun's mouth folded into each other as the old general grinned silently to himself. He was hardly cruel to those who failed his test, far from it. But he always found pleasure in finding new recruits that were lacking in the necessary traits of a true warrior, and demanded his special attentions. Requiring him to focus his attentions on them, requiring him to forge them into soldiers that would be fiercely loyal to him and to the Aegean cause, and dreadfully efficient on the battlefield.
Let the strong fight their brawls and gain the glory they so covet, Q'uagnun though. He would raise his troops from the meek, the lessers, and he would make them into the greatest warriors the Citadel had ever seen.
And they would always remember their debt. Of that, Q'uagnun was well aware.
Ahead, a giant pike slithered out of the crack between two rocks, and the soldiers readied their weapons. Q'uagnun's smile returned as he surveyed the Aegeans before him. Now comes the time of judgement, he thought to himself, and ordered the attack.
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The party of werewolves carefully surveyed the tunnel. Many dwarves now poured out through the opening, and their earthy stench filled the air. A werewolf looked at another and gestured eastward. The werewolf to whom the signal was given nodded and ran off in the direction his superior had indicated.
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With a group of migrants at his back Jencull started his march to the east, a land hidden from his people, even the mountain outpost could not see what lay beyond, the tall peaks forbid such. Another group had set out southwest, to what appeared to be a quiet lake. Despite rumours from the mountain outpost of a sunken city deep beneath the waters, he doubted there would be any trouble this far west.
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The patrol swam through the now reddish waters of the great lake, the giant pike trailing behind them like a macabre banner, its sightless eyes observing the procession with an almost haughty stare as it was carried along in their impromptu victory lap.
Q'uagnun, swimming in place a short ways off, observed the ordeal with the mask of sternness that his office required at such displays. Inside, however, his mind ran back over the events of the past few moments with a mixture of feelings.
All but one of the soldiers had charged furiously at the giant pike, with no hesitation and that look of battle-lust that Q'uagnun knew well in their eyes.
All but one of the soldiers struck fiercely at the fish as it writhed, almost crawling over each other to make their mark on the beast.
All but one.
Kakkek'Zraa, one of the younger recruits and thus slightly smaller, was the one that intrigued Q'uagnun. When his brothers-in-arms charged, he hesitated. When his patrol mates crowded around the pike to dispatch it, he stayed at the back, clawing forward with less enthusiasm. And when the creature was finally slain, he moved back into his preferred place, out of sight and out of mind of the others. Minor movements that might have been lost on a less experienced commander, but Q'uagnun's learned eyes saw it all.
This was to be Q'uagnun's newest disciple. Of that, he was certain.
He was only disappointed that more of the recruits did not qualify. At least, Q'uagnun thought as the patrol moved along its route, the citadel will more heroes to look up to. And indeed, the boisterous warriors who had fought the pike would prove to be perfect candidates of the populace's approval, and would certainly have their memorable feats inscribed and told to the newer generations. Well, perhaps they'd be bettered somewhat by creative poets or scholars, but who can really say what was truth and what was fiction, once enough years have passed?
Kekkek'Zraa moved along with the rest of the phalanx as they progressed once more along their route, never suspecting the intense consideration being placed upon him.
Farther north, the expedition continued to follow the twisting pipe, although in which direction they were unsure. One's facing and location soon fade in such environments, and although this would normally distress the researchers (or most anyone, for that matter), they had become entranced by their little world. The world that went only in two directions, and even then not for sure. For what world could possibly lie in the blackness outside of the moonfish's glow?
Thoughts of the citadel, of their families, and of the world outside that little sphere of dancing light, started to fade as the party moved ever onwards through the tunnel, the hypnotic patterns of light cast on the walls showing all the world that the researchers would ever need comprehend.
[OOC] This would've been so much easier if I'd started in a damn sea... I'm running out of interesting things that might live or grow in this puddle I'm currently sitting in.
I was planning on founding a new citadel in that lovely little space that's opened up recently, and just leaving the current citadel as a sort of pilgramage, but I'm having a hard time finding a way of getting settlers from point A to point B, without just holding their breath and sprinting. Now that would be something to see.[/OOC]
Nice map by the way.
EDIT10:42 EST: NOOOO! I killed it! :(
[ February 12, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
Mayhaps some desert dwellers in that sandpit in the northeast? Seems like it's one of the few areas left with enough space to allow for some expansion this late in the game.
Not that anyone else has expanded much, aside from Dark... Heck, that cave of terminator kobolds is still snoozing away in the mountains, so I don't think a new startup contender will stand out too much.[/OOC]
God Name:Youh
Appearance:Looks like one of them Greek gods from those old myth movies. Theres a banana design on his robe.
Spheres:Parties, jesters, bananas, fire, mercenaries, death, multiple personality disorder.
Race Name:Dracon(again)
Fliers, heat tolerant, reptilian, make buildings out of stone, cannot farm for food, can make steel without flux in dry, hot areas. Cannot survive in cold areas which makes them unable to fly over high mountains. They don't directly worship Youh, he hired them to help him out since he doesn't have a large group of followers.
Site type:Tropical Plains, Desert. Capital is shaped like a giant upside down banana peel.
D is the champion, ¥ is the capital[\OOC]
"Oh! a game!" Youh rushes into the room, pushing people out of his way and plops a couple figurines on the game board.
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"Awww! a puppy!" he says, as he climbs up onto a ladder that appears out of nowhere and starts scratching Fenrir behind the ear. Not really noticing the blood god already clinging to him.
[ February 13, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
Hermatus watches as the game continues on.
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They were making progress, the forest seemed closer with every step and it wouldnt be long before they reached it. They had lost sight of the other migrating group but that was hardly worrying.
Hermatus watched as Yagesh played his magic on the board. This was the first time anyone gathered at the table had decided to use it. No matter, he watched with interest as the landscape changed.
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♣.♣♣..≡♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
It started as a trench, but it grew deeper. It started as a stream, but it grew faster. This was not the work of Hermatus. Jencull knew this new river would not stop his explorations, the path to the forest still lay open. However the other migration group was certainly on the other side of the now growing river that twisted and turned through the forest. The mountain outpost would see this, most likely a construction would be ordered.
(OOC: Btw Kagus, are you going to turn your small lake into a capitol or are you going to wait until you get to the large sea? If you wont turn it into a capitol I should probably come up with something for 'important sites'.)
[ February 13, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Armok suddenly floats up thought the floor, angrily speaking into another OuMCD:
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE ESCAPED!?!? YOU LOST *THAT* UNIVERSE!!! CAN'T EVEN TRUST INSTANCES OF MYSELF??? FAREWELL, INCOMPETENT VERSION OF ME!"
An whit that he trowed the crystal orb into the floor, shattering it into a million pieces.
(OOC: my writing is horrible, I cant even have a consistent tempus x_x)
Armok looks around, upon seeing his avatar he momentary flushes before incarnating it pretending it wasn't ever there. This puts Fenrirs fur on fire.
"so, were were we? ...I request all players to show population statistics."
And then he makes his move.
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Kcaqua was the first to wake up, and he was starved. Looking around he saw a ca 150 meters long rough tunnel whit no turns, branchings or other features ending in a little light filtered through leaves. He grinned at Kcalapu job, according to plan as always. He checked his <<unobtanium>>, but it was of line. He switched to emergency power and asked for the newest event message log.
The melodic female voice of the device spoke:
"Message log:
3 hours ago - unidentified energy disturbance registered.
26 hours ago - battery power low warning.
2 days ago - your birthday.
3 days ago - minor gamma radiation peak detected
5 days ago - you have not written in your diary for 24 hours
6 days ago - power systems malfunction
6 days ago - major law or constant change detected
You last checked this log 7 days ago."
6 days... and whit major metabolism changes! no wounder he was hungry!
He ate a plump helmet from the supply, and went to work waking the others.
He went through the piles until he found a white bad whit a fat red cross on it, below the cross the black and yellow symbol of his organization.
from the bag he withdrew a empty syringe and after a while a can whit a 23 syllable name, the injected all his fellow kobolds whit the drug and after a few minutes hey began to wake up.
After a meal from the dwindling supplies and discussing the situation the kobolds immediately set to work:
<to> (OOC: treat that as the same post as this, time can be bent a little when no outside contact is had. The kobolds still think they are alone on the planet)
Incinerating, Armok, incinerating. ;)
[/OOC]
Capitol: > 200 dwarves
Mountain Outpost: > 70 dwarves
Frontier Outpost: < 25 dwarves
Northern Migrant Group: 7 dwarves
Southern Migrant Group: 7 dwarves
Jencull's Group: 21 dwarves
Total: ~330 dwarves
This be based off DF populations where 200 is the max and starting groups are of 7. :D )
[ February 13, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
The flames engulfing Fenrir's side wakes the monstrous wolf from his slumber. He immediately falls to the ground and begins to roll about the floor, yelping in pain. After a minute or two of this the fire subsided, and the Beast of Slaughter rose, frantically glancing about the room. "What happened?" he asked. The new god, Youh, then caught his eye. "Did you set me ablazing?!" he snarls. Fenrir doesn't wait for an answer before returning to has place at the game board and begins pondering what next to do.
(OOC: I'll make my next move in about ten hours (tomorrow morning).)
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It was really happening.
From the age of understanding, every Aegean was told of how the great god Yagesh, lord of water, had promised the Aegean people a great and mighty citadel in a place the fish-people had never seen. Stories of crashing waves and colorful fish and bountiful waterweeds had delighted the minds of the young and troubled the minds of the adults for generations, as it turned from a shining hope into a rusted weight at the back of the mind, something which could have been great but was never truly possible.
But it was really happening.
At the same moment, every Aegean, from the hatchlings to the priests to the towering elders themselves heard the call deep within their souls. Every Aegean settled themselves, picked up what few belongings they would need, and simply followed the pull.
The elders, their massive frames almost too large to fit through the passageway connecting their quarters to the temple proper, seeped out of the great temple and followed along in the procession. Their hulking shadows towering over the younger Aegeans and giving the gathered pilgrims a sense of awe at what a simple Aegean can become over time.
The city that had for so long been their home seemed almost alien now. Deep within each Aegean there was now seated a constant reminder that their true home, the one that they were destined for, lay to the east. Far into the east.
And so they went. Crowding together into one massive exodus, they left the stone and shell buildings behind and made their way to the flowing river that had appeared to pave their way towards destiny.
Some knew that they were not quite finished with the place they had called home for so long. That one day, Aegeans traveling from the new citadel would return to visit this birthplace of their ancestors, and perhaps pay homage to the myriad of temples scattered around.
But for now, they headed east. Far into the east.
[OOC]
Eh, population. Let's see.
About 120 Aegean citizens/priests, plus the Phalanx under Q'uagnun's control (and Q'uagnun himself) which is another 65, and then the 8 elders, and then the research party of about 6.
199 Aegeans, roughly. Let's just round it off to 200 and call it good.
And yeah, the old citadel will be a "special place" eventually. It will become a pilgrimage to the sea-dwellers (let's ignore the saltwater/freshwater incompatibility for now, shall we?). The soon-to-be-formed citadel in the sea will be my capitol.
For now, my entire race consists of a research party, a migrant group, and a phalanx of soldiers. Plus one abandoned city, which will probably crumble a bit and become overgrown in short order.
This is going to be a long trip... Here's hoping that we don't get picked off along the way.[/OOC]
Hermatus stares at Armok, Fenrir and Youh. "Hey I thought I told you to cut it out! Whats with all this lovey cuddley stuff?!" Hermatus shakes his head and moves he piece. "Bah gods, what will you do with em?"
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Greentoes sighed, masons had been sent down to the new river. It wasnt normal for nature to just decide it needed a new river. High priest Kylken would not be pleased, or maybe he wouldnt care? It was hard to tell with those holy types, Greentoes didnt need to pray to know Hermatus was looking down on them.
Jencull marched onwards. They would reach the forest in a few days. But who knew what lay in wait for them there? The mountain outpost could only see the tip of the forest, but no doubt it was far deeper.
Kylken watched from the mountain outpost. Jencull would be out of sight once he reached the forest. If the river wasnt there he could settle in a more visible spot. Bah, the peak was blocking their sight, some watchtower this was. He gave the order for a second fortress to be built on the other side of the peak, to make visible what was hidden to him.
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[OOC]My populations pretty low right now, 10 Dracon at the capital 7 with the champion. There all pretty thirsty but I'm guessing theres an aquifer or something under those desert trees. There getting their water from somewhere. After that they need to deal with food issues and then there population will go up reasonably fast.[/OOC]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
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.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. -.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...-♣♣ ♣♣≈♣-♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%%%⌂⌂π.☻.┌──── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─────┘♣♣-♣ W≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..≡♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣=♣♣-♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲'W' = Quagh
'-' & '=' = various groups of werewolves coming to join Quagh in battle.
(OOC:
The werewolves do not keep a census, but every full moon all werewolves communicate with one another at once. Those who understand their call can speculate that they number around 150 werewolves.)
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑D~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂c──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠═════▲⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. w.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...w♣♣ ♣♣≈♣w♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π..☻┌──── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─────┘♣♣w♣ W≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣w♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
(OOC: ive replaced the small pieces of stand-alone rivers and tunnels with squads of werewolves. ;) )
EDIT: (OOC: even more fixage. Need to avoid these tears in reality in future, messes with the map.)
[ February 14, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑D~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠═════▲⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. w.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...w♣♣ ♣♣≈♣w♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π..☻┌──── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─────┘♣♣w♣ W≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣w♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The coyote messenger finally arrives at the settlement, and relays her message.
Back at the camp, the expedition party is awakened by a terrifying chorus of howls coming from all around them...
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑D~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦═══⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. w.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.☻.w♣♣ ♣♣≈♣w♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─≡───┘♣♣w♣ W≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣w♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
Jencull's group was nearing the forest. They were woken by terrifying howls last night, and he was sure he could see movement at the treeline. He gave word to four of his dwarves to ready their weapons, no doubt something bad was going to happen.
The masons sent by Greentoes had reached the river and had began construction. Stone blocks were being made from the stone leftovers of the tunnel. Two guards stood watch incase any eager fish tried to drag one of the masons in.
Kylken's miners were working well. Soon the second tunnel would be open and the mountain outpost would be extended with an additional fortress. He would call it, hmm, Kylken's Compound. Oh yes, he liked the sound of that. He could just tell this was going to be a good day.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑↑D~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦═══⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.w♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.☻.♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌───w w≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─≡───┘♣♣♣W ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑D~~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦═══⌂⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^▲▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.w♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.☻.♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌───w w≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─≡───┘♣♣♣W ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
[OOC] Since noone seems to be using it I guess I'll use "+" for my outposts.
Of course my champion is currently sitting on one so it won't show up yet. Also my dracon do not like forests so they won't get that stealth bonus for being in a forest even if surrounded by trees. I assume they just clearcut the area and use it for charcoal.
...Thats what I do in fortress mode anyway...[/OOC]
Hermatus moves his piece with godly power!...
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~.
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.......⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑D~~¥~~~~~..
▲⌂⌂.π...≡≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~~↑~~~~..~....
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~.........
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...1.♣.~~~ ~~~........~~...
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣◘♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~...
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════⌂ .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈..........
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^≡▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.w♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂..☻♣♣♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌───w w≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂
.♣≈≈A≡─╫───┘♣♣♣W ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
The forest was still. Jencull was uneasy, anything could be waiting in ambush. He was certain something was here. There was no turning back now, he started the short journey that would take him inside the darkness of the woods.
The bridge was completed without any problems. Greentoes was pleased. He sent another migrant group packing up north. He drank fine beer, he ate good cheese. He wondered how Jencull was doing.
Kylken watched as the fortress began construction. These workers had better finish this soon or he would be call the hammerer, oh yes.
[ February 18, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
I'm also a bit tired right now to do any major writing, and I'd like to get back to my modding efforts. I'll move my pieces up a spot on the river anyways, just so they're closer to their goal.
Glad to see that construction turned out to be a bridge and not a dam. Would've been miiiiighty displeased if you'd used your godly foresight and tipped off your laborers subconsciously, so that my exodus would be impeded. [/OOC]
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⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
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♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
[ February 18, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
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▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│.!..1♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~..
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠π^≡▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲a║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂..☻♣♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣..
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.♣≈≈─A≡╫───┘♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
After enduring a long night of the horrifying cacaphony around them, the expedition finally convinces their leader to head deeper into the forest to seek out Quagh.
EDIT: spelling
[ February 18, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
Xotes picks up his pieces and strides away from the table. "Oi, my Iron-men didn't do anything long-lasting, so you can't try yelling at me."
(OOC: Basically, I'm not really into this anymore. As I haven't really DONE anything, my iron-men can just disappear, right?)
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.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
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(OOC: I may not have much time for this in the near future.)
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♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
Kylken's Compound was complete! This was a grand day indeed, the grandest infact! He looked out across the cold mountains to see the world. Lush forests, shining rivers and deep lakes. Vast deserts, dusty badlands and cruel cliffs, just beyond the dusty air of the east. He looked down at the closer forest but Jencull's group was nowhere to be found. He must have reached the forest by now. Looking at an interesting pool deep within the forest he ordered a messenger be sent. Something was down there and at this distance he didnt know what. Soon he would know.
The five dwarves crept along ahead of the migrants, Jencull at their lead. He swore he heard a twig snap nearby, but he saw nothing. The groups tension rose, something was going to jump out at them, they could tell...
Meanwhile at the river, passing dwarves were oblivious to the massive group that swam so close. Guards on the bridge more concerned with what was passing over it than under it.
(OOC: with a group so large it will be no easy thing passing under the bridge. Its construction shallowed and narrowed the river creating a bottle neck. The dwarves dont notice now, but when a massive group of aquatic peoples starts pushing and shoving to get under they definetly are.)
The deep voice almost croaked from the corner of the table where the gods sat at their game, nudging the mortal creatures as pawns on a chessboard, their fragile destinies resting entirely upon the whims of the gods above.
"What intentions have you of my people, Hermatus? Do you seek blood to stain the waters below that construction of yours? For if you do, I assure you it will be the blood of dwarves, not aegeans."
The large, slightly fish-like eyes blinked with translucent lenses to keep them moist. The fine spines along his back raising and lowering to accomodate each other's position as the god shifted in his seat.
"My people deserve a true home, Hermatus. They will not be denied this. Not by land, not by beast, and most certainly not by you. State your answer."
[OOC] I am, admittedly, unsure of your intentions. If it is to be war, I would gently remind you that the elders are thick-scaled creatures twice the size of a human, with sharp claws and no inherent need for their outward eyes.
If it's to be trade relations, I would remind you that they're not currently carrying anything other than the food some of the more well-prepared members brought for the trip. Once they reach their destination, the treasures of the deep will more than certainly be viable for trade, but there aren't even any entertainingly smooth river-stones here, as it's essentially a water-filled trench spawn via divine intervention. Until I figure out what's going on, I can't make my move, since I won't know what to write. [/OOC]
"... His cackling pleases me. 'Ey dont look at me like that! Kylken is a great cackler, one o' the best, thats why he's high priest you know. A dwarf that knows how ta cackle is a dwarf that knows how to lead! As soon as he stops demanding 16 +clay idols+ he'll get down to business!"
"Still, I aint about ta blow up a fine piece o' dwarven architecture just cause you decided ta be mister grumpy-cakes, hah!... You know I should probably get me some grumpy-cakes, I hear they're rather good. Hey Fenrir, tell the new cook ta make a couple-ah grumpy-cakes. While your at it tell 'im to make more beer too!"
(OOC: Intentions, Hermatus has not. A game played by gods tends not to benefit the mortals who're in it. Be it dwarf, aegean or werewolf, blood for the blood god! Armok shall be pleased, as soon as he gets back to this thread... One more thing, lets try make it dramatic!)
(OOC: Hopefully tomorrow. maybe. DAMN why do I always lack time.)
(OOC: Hopefully tomorrow. maybe. DAMN why do I always lack time.)
The "Big fish" will probably be quite aggravated by the time they get there. So sooner the dracon get to the sea, the more fish they can catch before risking trouble.
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Arise, children.
The water of the river swelled around the Aegeans, flooding over the banks and pushing the party down the river at a higher rate. Ahead they saw the foundation pillars of a large stone bridge that blocked the passage through the water.
The Aegeans rose to the surface of the river, fins and spines seeming to sprout up like grass from the roiling water's surface, and advanced. They were headed to the land promised to them by their god. They were headed towards a freedom they had never known, and treasures beyond their belief. They were not to be stopped so early in their blessed path.
The surge of determination that arose from every Aegean's faith swelled their chests as they progressed towards the bridge.
The dwarves stationed on the bridge heard the rumblings of the river behind them, and looked up to see the juggernaut of water rushing towards them, the strong shapes of the Aegeans rushing along underneath it. But not underneath for long.
The surge of water crashed into the bridge, sweeping a few of the less attentive guards over the edge and into the river on the other side. As the water moved over the bridge, so did the Aegeans swim down to get speed, and then rocketed themselves upward, shooting over the bridge in a scaled arch, shadowing most of the bridge duw to the sheer number of them.
Some of the more zealous of them grabbed at guards as they flew over, sometimes carrying the dwarf along through sheer might, taking them over the edge to be ripped apart in the water's cold embrace. Others simply crashed into guards, tussling with them as water-slick claws dug into dwarven flesh, as they were too taken aback to draw their weapons in time.
Some of the guards did manage to regain their senses after some time, and loaded their crossbows to fire upon the creatures. However, most of the group was out of range by then, carried downstream by the now-crimson water. The only stragglers were some of the young, who did not yet possess the strength or agility to hurl themselves over the bridge, either swimming about or floating dazedly after failed attempts at clearing the bridge.
These the dwarves took their frustrations out on, and soon the water was tinted an even darker shade of red as the fresh blood mixed with that which had already been spilled. The bridge, now fully above water again, would remain stained red by this event for years to come, a testament for all to see.
The group continued onwards, thinking thoughts of prayer for those too young to make it across. Always moving closer to the land that had been promised them, the parents of those now dead silently mourning their loss.
[OOC] Right, hope you're happy. Now lemme get back to forgetting to add "2EYES" to the body tokens of new creatures. I was wondering why I couldn't see as far...[/OOC]
Greentoes stormed up to the bridge where three heavily armoured dwarves were waiting. "What in Hermatai's name is going on!". The first guard looked uncertain, "Ah well ya see, the water sorta rose up like and, uh, these crazy fish things pulled some o' our guys in." Greentoes frowned, "I knew this river was trouble. Alright send someone upstream, I want to know the source of this cursed thing. Stop standing around, GET GOING!"
Kylken smiled when he heard the news. Hermatus was never a very bloodthirsty god, no, that was Armok's job. The cover of night would be good enough to collect his bounty, nobody would question him. Though if his devouts were to discover Armok... well, accidents can happen. "Uh sir, why are you grinning like that?" Oh crap he had forgot, quick to recover himself Kylken replied, "Nothing, nothing, just an insight into His glories. It happens every now and then, now leave me."
[ February 22, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Name: Gregnar
Spheres: Time, death, change
Race: Men of the Sand (Humans, essentially)
Civ: The Sands of Change
Site type: desert
Hero symbol: α
City of the Sands: denoted by a "§"
Gregnar walks into the room, shoving other gods out of his way. He leans over the table and then laughs malevolently.
"This game could do with some... change."
He sets down two figurines on the desert.
"Go forth my hero! Conquer this land with the Sands of Time!"
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Kailith stared back at the city he had grown to know so well, watching as the sand swirled around it like a great serpent. He hated to leave it. The knowledge that he would never return weighed deep on his heart, but he knew that he would have to make such a sacrifice if their cause was to be successful. In the end Gregnar would bless him and his companions with wealth beyond imagine.
He would be leading an expedition east, deeper into the great desert until they reached the edge of a forest. There a great temple would be built as Gregnar had wanted, and all the land would change to his will.
The hour was growing late now, and the sun was setting, painting the sky blood-red. In the quickly-dimming light one could still see the camels of the carvan, loaded with provisions. Kailith sighed, and turned his camel in the direction of his tent. Tomorrow they had a long trek ahead of them.
Hermatus grunts at the new god and turns to Fenrir. "Fenrir take yer bloody turn will you? I cant move me piece before you!"
But even so, life for the mortals goes on, though rather distorted.
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The boat was taking shape, using the bridge as a dock. Water was not dwarve's speciality, yet they were determined to try this out. Greentoes paced up and down the bridge. "Would you mind explainin' to me how tha hell this is going ta work? Metal doesnt exactly float ya know!"
The leading engineer, Yammish replied, "Ahyesyousee, ahem, you see we noticed something rather interesting, and that is air floats."
"Explain."
"Er, well right now its just speculation, but our theory is if we make a big tank of air, it will float on the water, thus we can make a boat out of metal!"
"Yah but-"
"We're using copper as it seems to be the lightest, and dont you worry Greentoes, il man the expedition myself, make sure nothingbadhappens- nothing bad happens."
"... Alright, wha'ever."
[ February 23, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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The Aegean group moves onwards, carried swiftly down the river by the remaining pressure of the surge, although it had mostly subsided by now. The water has cleared since the encounter at the bridge, but there is still the lingering scent of blood in the water, a metallic tang that cannot be fully ignored, regardless of how entrance the Aegeans are by the ever-shortenening distance between them and their destiny. One of the younger Aegeans scraped his leg badly while jumping over the bridge, and is clawing himself along the sides and bottom of the trench to favor his wounded leg, appearng almost like some strange underwater version of a dog.
The realm still rests easy, as no true conflict has stricken it as of yet. However, the age of innocence is ending quickly, and soon the lands will ashen vales of forgotten heroes and remembered sorrows. For gods are not the noble creatures they style themselves as, and those who follow in their paths can only be led down the same road of doom as the great entities themselves.
code:(OOC: Sorry! I've been busy. One of the things keeping me busy was Serkib, and version 2.0 has been released. It now makes translation files for DF! Head over to my blog to get it.)
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Fenrir's great yawn threatens to consume all present as he rises from his slumber once again. "Terribly sorry," he says.
Quagh peers through the thick undergrowth. "There's but a few of them," he whispers to the werewolf beside him, "They must be mere scouts." No man nor dwarf would have heard the whisper, for only the ears of a wolf can detect its nearly inperceptable volume. The other werewolf nodded. "We need not wait for the others," he says, louder this time. Quagh's silent tone rises to a howling shout as he cries "Now!" At his signal, a dozen werewolves spring from the trees and rush the dwarven party.
(OOC: I'll need to know how many dwarves are there (I assumed there were seven, so please correct me if need be) and how they are equipped.)
Moving his arm slowly over the table, he picks up his piece and moves it deeper into the desert.
"Mortals... so weak." he says, and then goes back to his slumber.
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Kailith squinted, looking into the distance with his brown eyes. The sun had been shining brightly above them, and even their silk turbans could not keep it from burning holes into their retinas. He and four companions were on top of a tall sand dune, each one mounted on a desert camel, watching the caravan slowly march forward.
"This is going slowly. Much too slowly. Gregnar demands we quicken our pace."
Cariph, a young, fiery warrior of great ability, was quite suprised by this.
"Faster?! But how, o great one?! They are already traveling as quickly as they can. The women and children... how will they keep up?"
Kailith remained silent for awhile, then, he leaned over and spoke to the young rider.
"Those who would die would be too weak to be of use to us. Only the strong will survive the Great Storm."
Caliph nodded, knowing that it was not his place to question the man. Kailith was the one descendant of their god, born and crafted from the desert sand by Gregnar himself, sent to lead them to glory.
"Now, then." he said, turning his camel to face his fellow warriors, "Go to each of your guards and tell them to begin a forced march. Reduce rations to one meal a day and only two stops for to disperse water. This all begins the first thing tomorrow."
And with that he departed, his camel galloping at full speed towards the front of the caravan.
The winds around them were picking up. A sandstorm was brewing.
[ February 23, 2008: Message edited by: Gaulgath ]
As for the migrants, they all wear various wool and pigtail clothing. Most are unarmed except 2 woodcutters with large bronze axes and a farmer with a large bronze dagger. None of them have any combat expertise.
Be warned that Hermatus favours those who stand against unfavourable odds. With that I'll start the battle.)
All but Jencull jumped when they heard the howl, who fired his crossbow. The bolt tore into the hip of one of the werewolves causing it to stumble and fall. "What are you guys standin around fer, we're gettin rushed! 'n aim high, these things are big!"
The four other guards fired into closing werewolves, all the shots missed but one which struck one in the eye. While the four were pulling back their crossbows Jencull dropped his and took out a throwing axe. Before the four could load their bows the werewolves were upon them.
"Fools!" Screamed Jencull, "Ready yer melee!"
[ February 23, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Log of Silvak Bluesaber High commander
The hunting flights claim to have seen humanoids to the west, no word on thier race. I have ordered a small group of scouts to stay behind and keep an eye on them. Hopefully they never encountered dracon on this world so they may simply mistake us for birds in the distance. I don't want to risk an encounter until I am sure of their motives.
We had decided to start southward to reach the ocean for fish, since there is not much to hunt in this desert. It turns out Youh has agreed because a day after we began southward he ordered us down there anyway. Something about big fish according to the priest.
She has difficulty understanding his messages due to her being a priest of Holm, not Youh. Perhaps he is trying to tell us that setting up a port for whaling is in order.
(military identification seal)
[OOC]Since this doesn't give a description of the race I'll say here that they are humanoid dragons, with scales claws wings and a tail. They average 6 feet tall, and prefer large bladed melee weapons to ranged weapons. Though some have crossbows, they are consitered by their culture as hunting weapons only. They are rarely used in a military application. Heavy infantry wears full armor but the scouts only wear a thin chest plate and light cloth leggings so they can still fly. The group is currently made up of 22 members.
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[ February 23, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
The Men of The Sands are humanoids said to have been created from the sands of their desert by Gregnar to fortify his power in the mortal realm. They look exactly like a normal human in body shape, but all of them have a light-brown skin color and thinly-shaped eyes. They tend to be taller than the average human.
Culture: They build their homes with blocks of various minerals. They are generally very reserved when dealing with other races, often all too ready to revert to violence. They are under a theocracy, with the high priests leading their city.
Military: Should the need for violence arise, the Men of the Sands use two types of troops: the raiders and archers. Both of them ride camels to great extent, as normal foot movement is very slow and, in the case of water, often dangerous, in the deserts. They will almost always ride these beasts into battle as well, giving them an advantage over foot-based troops. The military is very disciplined for the most part, and will only retreat when the odds are severely against them and they have taken many casualties.
[ February 24, 2008: Message edited by: Gaulgath ]
[ February 23, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
(OOC PS: Kagus dont forget about your group in the water tunnels under the mountains.)
(OOC PS 1.1: Imp and Apache, where are yah?)
(OOC PS 1.2: Im thinking about adding more to the map, first the east side will be expanded, then the north side. Is it big enough for now or shall I go ahead with it? This is a vote!)
Check for damp walls in the future, it may save a few beard hairs.
Also, the map seems good enough to me. One can never have too much space, though. However, going north will create even more areas that I will be unable to do anything with, since my lil' sea is down south, and these blighters won't be able to walk the land unt-... Ehh... Can't walk on land. East is fine.[/OOC]
[ February 24, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
While the leader of the expedition is speaking with the werwolves, another of the coyotes comes crashing through the bushes, obviously quite panicked.
"S-sir! Come quickly! there are...things pouring out of the mountans to the west of us!"
(OOC: I am assuming that since there is only one tile seperating the logging party and the dwarven fortress, that they can see the dwarves from across the plains. Is this alright?)
[ February 24, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Gregnar then chuckles meekly and moves his piece, confident of his success.
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Kailith moved his arm in front of his face in a desperate attempt to block the grains of sand swirling around him. This sand storm was the most brutal he had ever experienced. It seemed to stretch for miles, and was so thick they could barely see five feet in front of them!
Still though, the caravan had made excellent progress before this storm of the ages took place. Of course, they had lost some of the weaker peasants who had come along. A small price to pay, Kailith thought, for their inevitable victory.
Another thing that interested him was the reports that they had almost reached the palm forest. His riders had also come upon another sight: Great, scaly birds that were majestically flying high in the air. Kailith too had seen them, but from much further away. A curiosity how he had never seen such beasts before. Then again, he had never been this deep in the desert.
As soon as the storm passed they would be moving again. For now he could only sit and chat idly with his fellow riders, drinking their sandy water and munching upon their sandy bread, all the while shaking sandy sand from their robes and turbans.
'Such miserable conditions! Why does Gregnar do this to us?'
[OOC]
Yeah, I did something. The sandstorm obviously reduces the sight range of all creatures affected to their own tile. It'll disappear next round (when I post tomorrow.)
If you feel this is overpowered you can, of course, change it. Don't worry, stuff like this won't be happening every turn. :p
Fun with numbers:
Population of the City: ~200 Men of the Sands: one hundred peasants who handle the various hard work. Around fifty craftsmen, twenty riders, and the rest is all priests of Gregnar or various political workers such as diplomats and traders.
Population of the Caravan: ~80, around 40 laborers (peasants), 10 merchants, 20 riders (soldiers), and 10 priests of Gregnar.
[/OOC]
A large storm has sprung up in the vicinity, it came out of nowhere and many of our scouting and hunting flights are missing. It is likely that they have simply been grounded until the storm passes, but the suddenness of the storm suggests magic.
The priest's detect magic spells are picking up nothing, but she claims that the local magic on this world may simply work differently than ours and be undetectable. No word from Youh about it either.
The winds are still strong even this far from the storm so I cannot risk messengers to update the flights on our location. So we are going to stay here.
I am worried that we may have been detected and that this storm is the work of a powerful mage. The only magical muscle we have on hand is our priest and a weak apprentice summoner on a quest to gain control of an ocean spirit. If it comes to a magical battle we may be in trouble.
(military identification seal)
[OOC] Silvak dosn't realize that the sandstorm is divine intervention even though Youh told him before they got here that there were other gods around.
+ City population 40 civilians, 10 city guard. The city has a wall around it but is not thick or tall and the northern part of it is incomplete. Some civilians carry weapons but most of those that do are untrained.
¥ City has ~150 civilians, some priests of varying religions(primarily Youh) 40 City Guards and a military base with 10 light fliers, 20 Heavy infantry, 3 combat mages, and a master summoner. Messengers are fast enough through the air to find out about an attack on the other city very quickly. The light fliers could be there within a turn of finding out. But the others must walk.
I vote no preference on map expansion.
[/OOC]
[ February 24, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
(OOC PS: if Fenrir hurries up then we're looking at a three-way battle!)
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The Serpent Peaks/The Red Wood River/The Blazed Plain/The Wall of Blisters
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Dark: 1 / Realistic Terrain: 0
In an attempt to add some 'interesting' stuff ive created The Wall of Blisters. It doesnt really offer any good sites for civs, but I think adding borders to the world gives a sense of space. There's a special place in the middle of the Absolute Inhospitable Desert Of Miseries, that I wont describe unless later in the game someone decides to actually try to cross the massive deathtrap of land from the wall's edge. So for now, it's there. Plus if the wall wasnt restricted to that 16x16 area, it would form a huge circle.
[ February 25, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣...
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣.
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣
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♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲
Log of Hamar, Priest of Gregnar
Now that we have arrived near this grand palm forest, Kailith, our one true leader and pure creation of Gregnar, has requested of me to scribe all that events of importance as we struggle to make a great desert outpost here.
I should begin by saying that our travel was harsh. A grand and violent sandstorm descended upon us, and seemed to stretch for miles on end, engulfing the land in swirling winds. I took it as a direct sign of Gregnar's power, that must of done this to alert us of his presence, and that we must never falter. I asked of Kailith if we should make a sacrifice, but he, our last direct link to Gregnar, felt that our god was actually attempting to protect us with this shield of winds! From what I can only imagine, but it is most reassuring that Gregnar would do such a thing for his people.
When, after many days of strife, the storm died down, we were able to continue at full strength. We lost only a few more laborers before we arrived at our final destination. The edge of this palm forest seems to be a fruitful oasis of water and much-needed supplies. Wood is obviously abundant, and will make great huts for our citizens. Blessed be to Kailith, who led us to this land! A sparkling gem in this sea of bone-dry death. And blessed be to Gregnar, for creating it for our use!
As of now, work continues. The huts are being constructed hastily, and a stone temple is being built with the rock blocks we brought from our mighty city.
Kailith is planning on leading a scouting expedition with his riders, to see what else is to be had in these fertile lands. For now, we eat the supplies we came with. It is believed that animals reside in this forest, and some exotic fruits have also been found in the bushes along the oasis pools.
For now, we pray to Gregnar for our success.
[ February 25, 2008: Message edited by: Gaulgath ]
"Just a sec"
He walks a few steps from the table and pulls out a cell phone.
"Yes, yes, Holm there fine. ... Look, would I win if they all died? ... Okay fine, fine, would a picture work? ... Yea, here." He hastily snaps a picture on his phone of the desert area, intentionally keeping the camera on the phone out of focus. "There, go back to sleep." He than hangs up the phone.
"Frikkin lizard. All he does is worry about his favorite race."
During the phone conversation the figurines move on their own lacking direction.
Commander Log.
The storm has subsided. And all the flights are now accounted for. Still no updated orders from Youh.
We have lost track of the humanoids that were to the west. After the storm the scouts have been unable to find them again. Either they used some magic to dissapear during the storm or they went north beyond the range of the scouts.
I have decided to continue on to the south towards our last orders but I have sent some of the unit back to the city. If the worst happens the soldiers should be able to teach the guards basic formation fighting. Even then the they would stand no chance against a real military. Hopefully they are only migrants, but consitering the size of the group they would have at least an escort.
I am hoping I am doing the right thing. There is a skilled hostage negotiator in the guards, hopefully he can handle a first encounter scenario if it comes to that. Once we have escorted the constructors to the site we are going to doubletime back north to investigate.
(military identification seal)
[OOC: Silvak is a touch paranoid. The Dracon would be happy to trade as they have good relations with humans on their world. But really the only trade goods they have availible is some low quality steel and alot of stone. Any hunting groups may also come across small abandoned stone quarries scattered through the forest.]
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▲▲⌂⌂⌂.....≡.⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈───╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂.....≡.⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈───╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
A large group departs from the settlement carrying the requested stone, still unaware of the commotion taking place.
(OOC: No Fenrir, I haven't forgotten about our bargain. Not sure if it'll make it to you, though.)
[ February 25, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......≡⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈─≡╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Yammish stood at the front of the boat. "Oh this is soexciting! Exciting, yes!" He gave a small wave back to Greentoes on the bridge. The boat hadnt sunk yet, such huge success! More interesting though was what they were going to find. It could be anything, some sort of gyser or a magical artifact or something like that! Greentoes would surely be pleased, oh yes! A few dwarves grunted as they toiled on the oars. "Keepup the hard work, soon we'll be there in notimeatall!"
"Looks like the winds of fortune aren't blowing in the Dracon's wings anymore, Youh." he laughs abruptly at his own joke and moves his piece.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......≡⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈─≡╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲σ = Small Outpost of the Sands
Kailith cursed and spit into the ground, then wheeled his camel around to his twenty raiders.
"This will not do. It will not!" He unsheathed his scimitar and pointed it at the town through the palm trees. The blade gleamed brightly in the sun. His raiders remained motionless for a few moments until Caliph spoke.
"O great one, I will fight to the ends of the desert for you. Only say the word." He said these words with incredible energy, unsheathing his scimitar when he was done. The rest of the raiders followed suit, holding their blades to their arm's full extent up in the air.
Kailith spoke loudly and powerfully now.
"These... savage beasts think they own this forest. But it is Gregnar who owns it! It is Gregnar's desert, and we are his people! So my raiders, they must be expelled. I ask you to prepare. Tonight we make camp. We will take turns on guard, should they make an ambush like the cowardly beasts that they are, and tomorrow..."
"...we slaughter them."
[OOC: Kailith's raiding party has twenty riders. Six of them are highly skilled mounted bowmen, the rest are melee troops.]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......≡⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .≡..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈─≡╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The caravan moves onward, toward the edge of the forest.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..≡.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. .....D♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈.....♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈≡─╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The small metal boat rocked onwards. The only sounds other than the trickle of the river were the grunts of dwarves and the excitable mutterings of Yammish.
Greentoes stood on a small fortification on the eastern frontier. "They look like wild animals but without the wildness. Look! They're just sittin around eating. This is the strangest thing ive ever seen..." He tapped his fingers on the wall, sighing he went on. "I supose Kylken will want to know, go up and tell him will you?" With that a marksdwarf hurried into the tunnel, disappearing in the gloom.
Kylken watched Greentoes as he watched the coyotemen. Hah if only Greentoes knew! Soon the messenger would be knocking on his door and he would send him back down to Greentoes... blood for the blood god.
(OOC: Fenrir I need your help! I have no idea how well equipt your werewolves are. I could go with the stereotype that they're running into battle in the nude with only their teeth and claws as weapons, but against heavily armoured dwarves that would be silly!)
(OOC PS: ive changed Imp's forest camp symbol. From now on ÷ will be a temporary camp. Mainly because its silly to have a migrant group in the same place for so long, not very good migration is it? :p )
[ February 26, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
quote:(OOC:My werewolves use their claws to dig burrows in the soft soil, but don't ever dig through rock, that's why the need the stone from the coyote... people. As such they also don't have any metal. I underestimated the size of your group, so I suppose Quagh made a big mistake. It happens.)
Originally posted by Dark:
<STRONG>(OOC: Fenrir I need your help! I have no idea how well equipt your werewolves are. I could go with the stereotype that they're running into battle in the nude with only their teeth and claws as weapons, but against heavily armoured dwarves that would be silly!)</STRONG>
Quagh quickly realized his folly. Two dwarves were caught by suprise and knocked to the ground, but fangs and claws proved to be of little effect against dwarven armor. Blades bit werewolf flesh and four more of Fenrir's kin fell. The surviving ambushers turned and fled, save for Quagh, who's eye's now burned with rage. He rushed the dwarves, howling a battle cry as he charged. A bolt struck him in the chest, but his fury would not be so easily quelled, and it did little to stop his onslaught. Another bolt found him, and another. Quaghs pace began to slow, and the blaze in his soul began to wain. His legs gave out and he fell to his knees before Jenculli, who bore a large grin. Quagh lifted his paw and snarled between coughs. Jenculli raised his axe as he spoke, "Prepare to die!" The copper blade fell and Quagh's fury was snuffed out forever.
(OOC:Not a very good fight for someone who worships the god of "strategy and tactics"! :roll: )
[ February 26, 2008: Message edited by: Fenrir ]
"What th' hells is that?"
---+ city---
[OOC: Bear with me, I don't do third person well.[/OOC]
"We might be in trouble." said the captain of the guard, looking through a spyglass at the army to the west. The hunting groups had reported the presence of the humans once they entered the area but they didn't even consiter the possibility of them being hostile.
Until now anyway.
One of the deputies approached with a report. "I sent a messanger to the capital requesting reinforcements like you requested sir, but we may have some time before they can get here. The summoner's circle is nowhere near complete. If it was, Summoner Kail back at the capital could just zap them over here." the deputy looked worried, there was a very good chance things wouldn't turn out well.
"Ok, good job Mel. Start evacuating the civilians from the city. Don't force them though. Any that want to stay and help us hold are welcome." The captain looked to the south, "Any word from silvak?"
"There is a group of 5 warriors that have split off from the main group to support us after they lost track of the humans. But they are still some distance away. They will probably get here a little before the reinforcements from the capital do. But not by much."
The Captain sighs. "Begin fortifying the keep, that is the most defensive structure. Bring some bars of steel too. We can shore up the door and windows. Maybe build something lethal inside too. We weren't trained for this but we can still take some of them with us."
...
Log of Silvak Bluesabers
A messenger came in just an hour ago. The well city is under attack. I have ordered the constructors on without us and have ordered the troops to get back there as soon as possible. I have sent the scouts and fliers ahead to render any aid they can. If the city is taken they are to wait for the rest of the army, if not they are to join with the guard to repel the enemy. theres only 4 in the unit. But the city will need all the help it can get.
Our summoner has sent a sand devil ahead with the fliers as well. The desert spirit will be stronger in it's natural setting. But the summoner is still young, and lacks the energy to field a strong sand beast. As much as I appreciate the help and could not deny it, if the devil falls he will be weakened for days.
This will be my last log for some time. I only have the time for it now as the unit breaks camp.
Note: The priest just came to me and said that Youh has ordered us north. Late as always.
(military identification seal hastily applied)
[OOC: The guard are mainly equipped with bucklers and clubs. And are not as well trained as the main military because they are just the Dracon equivalent of a police force. The keep is a large four storied structure made of steel reinforced granite. There are thin windows on every floor but only one way in on the ground floor. There is a landing pad on the roof with stairs leading inside as well. The cities main well is located within the keep. Although there are 3 smaller ones scattered through the city. The wells are aquifer supplied.]
EDIT: Forgot the map.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+≡~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~d~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..D.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..≡..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...☻♣w ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌─W── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈≡─╫──A≡♣♣♣w ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲Switched to using "d" for military groups that are not the hero and
≡ for refugees/migrants.
[ February 26, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+≡~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~d~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~..D.....~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..≡..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣☻♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──── ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≈≡─╫──A≡♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
(OOC: shall I set the place of Quagh's death as a 'special gravesite'? Basically where a battle took place and someone important died.)
[ February 27, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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The trade caravan arrives at the encampment.
(OOC: not much to say at the moment.)
"A sly move, Youh. Your lizards may actually stand a chance. A small one, but a chance nonetheless."
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Kailith and his warriors were now rushing ahead at full speed, their camels kicking up clumps of sand as they charged. They unleashed a mighty battle yell and raised their scimitars and bows high. Far in front of them, the Dracon were flying frantically through the air above their town. They would be upon them in minutes, and the slaughter would commence...
"Archers, ready your bows! Put on a full stop when I give the order and fire at the nearest winged beast! I want to see them drop from the sky!" Kailith was barking the orders at the top of his lungs. "Warriors! We will make a stop behind the archers when they begin firing. We charge only when I give the order!"
The breakneck pace continued over another sand dune until the city was in plain view. The keep could be seen towering above the rest of the buildings. The armed Dracon soldiers could be seen about to make a counterattack. Some were certainly more well armed than others, perhaps just hastily given weapons in an attempt to even the odds.
"Stop! Now!"
The six archers pulled hard on their camels' reigns. They were at the edge of the city now, and the riders fell far behind the archers, awaiting Kailith's command.
Suddenly, a few dracon flew down as a counter attack. The archers notched their arrows and took aim as they approached at quickening speeds. Suddenly, six arrows were flitting through the sky, one striking a dracon right in the upper body. The creature suddenly spun once and slammed into the desert sands. Two more still remained, and continued flying towards their targets.
"Fire!" one of the archers yelled, and another volley of arrows flew, two hitting the same dracon. It quickly fell to the ground, flipping several times against the sands. Still one more remained, and it was now flying at blazing speeds. Kailith could only stare in horror as it smashed into one of his archers, sending him flying to the ground. It was a quick and sudden slash of the creature's claws and the man's throat was slashed open, pooling blood on the ground.
Kailith's eyes filled with rage and he charged forward, his camel galloping at full speed. A quick slash of his scimitar, and the creature slumped to the ground, just before it could get up.
He look up and cursed. How many more of them were there? It seemed like dozens were flying around the keep. Against their group twenty- well, now nineteen. These odds looked impossible.
"Move forward! Down this street! Kill anything that comes too close!"
With that order, his men were moving at full speed. Kailith was now close behind.
Log of Hamar, Priest of Gregnar
Kailith has not returned, and I feel I know the reason. We have seen them. Large groups of scaly, winged humanoids moving across the desert to the southeast. A demon of sand travels with them. I fear they are headed for Kailith's raiding party. Perhaps he made an assault on a nearby outpost.
The temple of Gregnar nears completion, but more trees will be needed to cut down for it to be finished. It is already a towering construction, and can be seen from far away in the desert. With this link, Gregnar will be able to assist us in our time of need. I can only pray that Kailith returns unharmed. Our laborers are growing restless, and many are being recruited into a militia, given only crude wooden spears and shields should those beasts make an attack on our settlement.
They will merely be fodder. Us priests are gifted by Gregnar. We have the ability to change things as we see fit, though it may consume most of us in the process. We must defend this temple of stone and wood at all costs. When Kailith returns - and he will - we will be able to contact utilize some of Gregnar's power and destroy all that oppose us. This is what High Priest Rugar tells us.
Gregnar will not fail us. He never will.
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The boat had left the narrow river and now occupied a small lake. From this far it was hard to see the source of water, but numerous cracks in the cliff face gave a few hints. "Keep goin rightahead! We'll set up base overthere, at that forested shore! Oh do stop grunting like that, we're almost there! Just a weebit further!"
Jencull moved south with a group of carpenters, no doubt those creatures knew all the paths across the river, but for a dwarf wading can be just as dangerous as swimming. A simple wooden bridge will suit the forest fine. "Hurry up lads, I cannae defend yah all day long! Sooner we get tha' bridge set up the sooner we go home!"
Greentoes sighed, he darent disobey the word of Hermatus. If high priest Kylken says they're a threat to our god then theres little we can do. "Alright, crossbows ready, march!" With that the group of six marksdwarves headed out.
Kylken watched the six dots that were the dwarves from the mountain outpost. Soon the ground would be stained with blood, oh how it filled him with glee! "Perhaps I should get a spyglass up here..."
"What for high priest?"
"Wha? Where did you come from- nevermind, I need it for viewing the stars, in search of Hermatus' secrets!"
"I shall have the craftdwarves send one up swiftly then sir."
"Very good! Hermatus will be pleased with your acts, now go!"
Oh yes, soon he'll be able to watch the carnage in more detail!
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Entering the forest, the Aegeans were shaded from the sun by the interlinking branches of the trees growing on the shore. Small rays of sunlight filtered down and glimmered off the fins and scales of the Aegeans. There would be difficulty ahead, of that there was no doubt, but the Aegeans were determined as ever to reach their goal and settle a new citadel to rival the makings of any yet conceived, by those in water, on land, or under it.
[OOC] This is my "nothing to say, just moving my pieces since I'm lagging behind".[/OOC]
"How many?"
"I count at least seven, perhaps more. They are armed, sir!"
The captain of the caravan guard scratches his chin, then turns to his warriors.
"Crossbows, set up by the wagons. Skirmishers, with me, but make no move to attack until I give the order."
The camp comes alive with activity as the guardsmen prepare themselves for battle.
CotG report + city
The fight was going better than expected. More of the civilians stayed than I thought. And they were literally fighting tooth and claw. Glances to the south and east show reinforcements on the way by both sky and ground. Unless something goes horribly wrong we will hold.
The arrows are a pain, we having difficulty communicating with many of the civilian groups as many of the city alleyways are uncovered and any fliers only become a target. At least two fell charging the enemy, and others within the city have been wounded from stray arrows. Were trying to get them to act defensively but they are spread out everywhere, and we don't know where they all are.
Two of the city's hunters have taken up positions within the keeps higher floors, firing their hunting crossbows. They were unlikely to do any real damage as the weapons were inaccurate and underpowered, but the I don't want to strip them of their trusted weapons for only the sake of tradition.
Four military scouts armed with falcions have arrived from the south along with a minor sand devil. The military supposedly works with these kind of creatures all the time, but us guards rarely get to see them. Looks like a small human with a bald head. It has small wings, a thin tail, and is about half the size of a dracon. Though it looks flesh and blood every time a small breeze hits it sand seems to come off of it and its figure fades out slightly. The thing gives me the creeps but it is dutifully following the orders of the squad commander.
We are planning a counter charge once the unit from the east gets here. And my second in command dug up some of the rusty old riot shields from the barracks. They are thin and light enough for us to use in the air but they cover a large area. I gave 4 of them to the scouts since they are better trained. And gave out the final 3 to members of the guard. I have chose not to use one.
-Grangin Fourriver CotG
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑αdd¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑d~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~D~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..≡..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π ≡÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...A≡─☻─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≡──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+dd¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ*d~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~D~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§≡ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..≡..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π ≡÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...A≡─☻─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≡──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲* = Small army
Log of Hamar, Priest of Gregnar
Our militia have mobilized to the palm forest, along with a few of the more powerful priests of Gregnar, and have been left to make sure the few laborers in the city are doing as we need. These... "Dracon," as the high priest calls them, are large in number. But that is not the worst of it. With them, demons made of sand seem to be moving. Kailith is, fortunately, alive, if the messengers are to be believed.
Our troops have made defensive positions in the forest, but their flanks are open for attack. We fear the worst for the men recruited into this makeshift army. They are strong but unskilled. A few show some proficiency with a bow, but we barely have enough arrows for them all. Against the sand demons, they will not stand a chance, however. The priests are the only ones capable of destroying them, but it is dangerous for them to utilize the change magic Gregnar has given them.
The defense will most likely be in vain, but all hope is not lost. The temple is now complete, and merely entering the building fills one with the powers of Change and Time. Gregnar has not let us down.
It is believed our messengers have arrived at the city, and a resupply caravan and army is moving to our small settlement here. They may not make it in time to save us, but they will be able to liberate the temple, should it come to that.
End of Log
Kailith looked at the pitiful army the settlement had raised. This would not be enough, and everyone of them knew it. His once mighty raiding part had dealt serious damage to the winged beasts in the city, but in the process had been reduced to ten raiders and only two archers. He had only to look into the distance to know that they had to withdraw.
Two of those sand... monsters were approaching their position. They were not collosal in size, but Kailith could not imagine how anything could defeat them. The two priests say they had the power, but Kailith doubted that. It seemed to him that they were no longer in Gregnar's favor. He wouldn't have let them lose that battle if they were.
Regardless, Kailith knew he would now have to fight it out to the bitter end. He was told that an army was being sent from the capital, but how could they possibly reach them in time? They would all perish and the high temple that towered over the land would be razed to the ground.
Kailith looked into the distance, past the sand demons, and into a cloud of swirling sand that had been picked up by the wind-
'That's it!'
He stood up from the patchy grass he had been sitting in and rushed to the priest, Quarath. He was meditating under the shade of a palm. Kailith obviously knew better to interrupt this, so he stood in front of the balding man, silently. Only when he opened his eyes did Kailith speak.
"We need a sand storm."
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑α+d~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ*D~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§≡ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π ≡÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...A≡─☻─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≡──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Log of Silvak Bluesabers
The main group of the enemy was repelled. I didn't even get to join in the fun.
Another group has shown itself a short ways to the west. But they look to only be a hastily put together militia. We are continuing to move north to join up with the rest of the army. We are going to turn that city into a frontlines fortress.
The summoner back at the capital has informed our people back on our home world of our food problems ending with the founding of our ocean city and he has been working hard to summon willing migrants from the matching world portal back home. We have 10 more happy migrants the portal's maximum daily capacity now that the spell Youh had placed on it at founding has worn off. The skilled fishers and sailors are traveling to the new city. The 7 constructors down south have a trained shipwright so if all goes well we may even have a navy.
Youh has ordered a party. I'll pass, but I have requisitioned some food and some watered down dracoroot brew for all the troops not on duty. Strict 2 drink maximum and they are ordered to keep their equipment nearby. The priest volunteered to keep order. I don't want a bunch of drunken elves if that militia decides to do something stupid.
With the summoner busy only our apprentice's sand spirit is still active, but it has returned to our unit. And since it has no need to sleep it has been placed on guard duty.
(Military identification seal)
EDIT:[OOC] There are now 30 Members of the military in the city and the guards are being military trained. Silvak's unit has 20 and the other group by the city has 10 they are all quite close to the city. The migrant group from the capital is made up of 10 fishers 7 sailors, 2 of the capital guard(elite police force, think SWAT. Shortswords, tower shields, and chainmail.) and 1 designated messenger.
[ March 01, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
"We'll see about that. We'll see."
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+d~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σαD~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π ≡÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...A≡─☻─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≈≡──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
"I am sorry Kailith, but it can not be done. We do not have the power to do such a thing." the priest was pacing around the tent has he spoke. "We would all die in the process! Surely that's what will happen!"
Kailith shook his head and scrubbed his dark facial hair.
"That is what will happen, yes. But only if you do not attempt it. We can not defeat them. Not with our current numbers. Our only hope is to delay them until the army from the City of Sands arrives. When they were spying on us in the desert, Gregnar assisted us then. You know he will give us that power again, we only to enact the Change Magic."
The priest remained silent looking at the ground in thought.
"Kailith, if this what you truly want... yes, I will try to assemble a meeting with the rest of the priests. I can not promise anything, but if you feel we need such a defense, we will try our best."
And with that, the priest bowed and departed.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+d~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σαD~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...A≡─╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≡≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Yammish sung, "Row, row, row yer boat, gently acrossthelake, la dee la dee- ark!" The boot hit him in the stomach. "Heyheyhey! Who threw that?" Nobody said anything. "Dont let it happenagain!"
The bridge was simply a series of logs lain over the river, but it would provide passage for now. Jencull and his carpenters marched back to the fortress. The whole of the east still waited, but for now he would stay put.
The marksdwarf squad (of six) reached the coyote camp. Each wore multiple layers of pigtail cloth over which they had a copper studded vest. Each carried a bronze shortsword and a copper crossbow loaded with bronze bolts. They also wore copper caps. "Already lads, crossbows up, safty catch off, fire!"
Kylken watched, now with a spyglass he could see the battle more clearly. The dwarves were certainly at a tactical disadvantage, the strange beasts were fortified behind their wagons. Though to him it didnt really matter who won, Armok wasnt picky, and if he truely wanted to exterminate them, he had the troops to do so anyway. With a grin he continued watching.
The squad began to regroup after the first volley. Most of the bolts had missed or been deflected, but two of the skirmishers had sustained moderate injuries, and both would have to sit out this fight. The captain turned to the line of crossbows and gave the order.
"First volley, by twos! Make ready...FIRE!"
ten bolts sail through the air towards the approaching dwarves.
quote:You've said nothing else for a week or two. What's going on, Armok?
Originally posted by Armok:
<STRONG>(I hate myself for not having time for this, the RP and writing is wonderful! :( )</STRONG>
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+d~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σαD~≡~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫A ≡≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≡≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The Aegeans pass silently underneath the bridge, unmolested by the dwarves who were now preoccupied with the coyote... people.
As bolts changed sides across the battlefield, the Aegeans changed sides of the bridge, making their way farther down the river.
They now found themselves at a small lake hidden inside the forest. The trees at the water's edge held a silent vigil over the calm waters, and also served to shield the dark inner forest from view. The branches moved gently back and forth in the cool breeze, acting as a magician's hand to distract the watchers and draw attention from anything that might be looking out from within the forest's embrace.
"Damn! Alright, crossbows, ready another volley. Skirmishers, rush them on my command."
"Ready?"
"NOW!"
Seven more bolts are loosed, and the eight remaining soldiers charge towards the dwarves.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σα~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~≡........ ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫A ≡≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≡≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σα~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~≡........ ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─A≡≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≈≡≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Yagesh taps a few claws on the board impatiently. Waiting for these lesser beings to move can be quite annoying at times. Images of his soon-to-be citadel swim about in his mind, but he will have to wait until his people actually reach the site.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑↑+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σα~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ≡~~~~~~≡........ ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .÷..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂≡ ♣C.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π≡..┌──╫─ ─A≡≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.♣≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
♣.♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The two dwarves in the front of the group took the bolts and fell dead. Of the three survivors the two dwarves still standing looked at the charging group of skirmishers, then at each other. "For Hermatus?" "For Hermatus! Charge!" Both drew their swords and ran screaming straight into the charging skirmishers.
Kylken watched the events from far above. How interesting, they were throwing themselves blindly into combat! Either they're mad or they have strong faith, maybe both. Perhaps his plans wont come so easily...
There was smoke rising from the forest, Greentoes saw this. It could only be taken as a sign that Jencull was alright and had camped out there, but he needed comfirmation. "Send out two groups, aye, right now, I need ta know if Jencull is alright."
Yammish grinned, "Almost therenow lads, keep up the work! Hells openup that crate in tha back, beer for all!" There was a cheer from the dwarves and as the beer was served the boat lurched forward.
"Shall I end him, sir?"
The dwarf gasped for breath as if to speak, but no words would come to him. The captain stood over him.
"No, stay your weapon, soldier. I have...plans for these two." He gestured towards the unconcious dwarf.
"Take that one, bind him, and toss him in one of the wagons. As for this one," he turned back to the wounded dwarf at his feet, "Take him back to camp and have his wounds tended to, but put two guards on him at all times."
So, I really want to be a part of this, so how do I solve this problem and get a role that takes maybe 10 min to write an update for? Abandon these kobolds and start anew whit something faster? Any better ideas?
And I shuld have realized this before it ate several weeks of my life...)
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In the small force of desert people there was much relief. The Dracon had decided to fall back in their city instead of begin an aggressive assault on their positions. This gave many of the young men a chance to hone their skills with their wooden spears and bucklers. Under Kailith's guidance, they began harsh exercises and gradually improved in the skills of war.
Still, however, this small militia was devastatingly under-equipped. How could they even hope to beat these flying beasts? Perhaps they alone would not have to: a reinforcement caravan and army was seen from the town and was approaching their position. It would be the key to repelling their rivals. With the High Priests backing them up, victory looked like a good possibility.
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The boat struck the shore with a hollow thud. "Alright we're here! Everyone out rightnow, tie the boat up well, noreally, it has to be tied good! I want miners upfront digging out the fort! Cutters down southwest, I want lumber up here now! Marksdwarves at the edge of the lake!" Yammish grinned, so this was power. It felt so good, and just think of the wonders they're going to find here! No longer would the other dwarves call him a smartass!
Jencull was eating minced plump helmet. He grabbed the syrup jug and gave his mince a heavy coating. "Blech, thank Hermatus we got this syrup with us, I couldnt stand eatin' plump helmet fer days on end... Go tell the farmers to plant more sweetpods, Armok have your soul if we run out of this stuff!"
This didnt have the desired effect. "Uhm, sir, w-who's Armok?"
"He's an anchient myth, dont tell me your worried about your soul!"
"N-no, its just a shiver went up meh beard when ye said that..."
"Yah well dont worry about it, now give those farmers their orders, I will -NOT- run out of syrup!"
With that the peasant hurried off. Bah, if Greentoes doesnt send someone down here soon he'll be out of syrup and the whole fortress will go stark raving mad! First group to arrive, he's getting out of here.
Greentoes stormed up to Kylken. "I'm not happy! Those brave lads down there, they died a meaningless death. Worse yet a couple were captured, come on Kylken, what does Hermatus want of us? We gotta do something!"
"Dont get your beard in a twist Greentoes, Hermatus makes all things known eventually, send whoever you deem fit to recover them."
"Aye, aye, you're right, Hermatus wouldnt let us down like this. Thank ye Kylken. Alright im calmed down, need to give the troops orders, I'll leave ye now Kylken."
"Blessing upon your axe friend!" Haha, yeah right. If only Greentoes suspected, but of course he doesnt, none of them do...
(OOC: next time on The Circle of The Stone Tree: Saving Marksdwarf Urist!)
[ March 04, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
While Grengar is focused heavily on the game board, Youh is leaning back in his chair with his feet up on the table intensely interested in something he's holding in his hands called a "Game Boy".
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We have finished the most important of the defensive additions to the city, the half finished wall has been completed, a ballista has been built and the summoner's portal has been completed. That portal should be able to transport supplies and reinforcements from the capital in small amounts. I believe the capacity for these lesser gates is about 300 pounds if I remember my academy training correctly.
Reports note that the enemy has a large number of camels, likely for cavalry. We haven't fought an army with a cavalry in centuries. I've been putting more focus on the anti-cavalry drills during training but noone is armed with anything even resembling a spear, and it will take too long to retrain part of the unit. According to my tactical books our greatsword wielders can be positioned in a formation to attack the mounts and break up a charge but even the book says that a spear formation is superior.
Now that the city is better defended we are moving out to begin our counterattack. I was hoping to end this without any more bloodshed but from the looks of that large building to the southwest they are planning to stay. We will force them away if required.
My unit has been reinforced with an extra 20 soldiers bringing our unit up to 40 members, the rest of the military is stationed at the city. The priest claims that Youh has told something called Garchomp to earthquake or somesuch. She doesn't understand it either.
(Military identification seal)
Hermatus moves his pieces but says nothing.
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The woodcutters had just finished hauling their logs all the way to the underground storerooms. The fort was mostly complete and soon Yammish could lead another expedition, smaller this time, out into the open water of the lake.
Jencull watched from the fortifications. There was a migrant group a short way off, once they arrived he could set out again. The late night howls were starting to make most of the guards to sleep uneasy, though the civilians slept in rooms below the earth where the sound couldnt penetrate. Lucky them...
Greentoes paced back and forth. The camp had been there for a while and it didnt look like it would be abandoned anytime soon. Perhaps it would be best to launch a rescue now, but they would be waiting for it no doubt. Perhaps he should launch a rescue when they begin moving back to wherever they came from, but then he risked the chance they would make off with the marksdwarves. Then he wouldnt be able to get them back without an extensive search of the surrounding area...
"Just launch a rescue now Greentoes, we have the forces needed to take many more their number." said Kylken, causing Greentoes to jump.
"Aye, but they may execute our lads during the battle, an' I wont allow that. We need to deal with this stealthily Kylken, I know Hermatus is all fer rushin' right in, but its too risky right now!"
"Whatever you deem best Greentoes, battle is battle where Hermatus is concerned."
"Of course. Jus' need ta come up with a plan, thas' all."
"I'll leave you to it then Greentoes..."
"Aye, aye..."
The room fell into silence and Kylken left shortly after. Bah! Being a mayor is tough sometimes, need to save his men, need to honour Hermatus, need to obey Kylken. It should be over soon though, at least that was something good.
(OOC: Apache, fall in! Your humans are idle and I have no idea if you're even still alive!)
(OOC PS: I just noticed Necro was one of the first to sign up, but never set up a civ, madness!)
[ March 05, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
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▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~....≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π..≡┌──╫─ ─A≡≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Three wagons depart from the camp laden with wood. Meanwhile, the remaining guards begin to fortify their position.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑D+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~≡~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~....≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π..≡┌──╫─ ─≈≈A≡─┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
[OCC]Might as well get the little fishies closer to their destination. Maybe I'll start to get more interested once the new citadel has been founded and I can have a little variety to my moves aside from 'move forward'.
By the way Dark, did you play the civilization games extensively? Your rampant settling seems to indicate such.[/OOC]
My turn shall be posted in a few hours time.)
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑D+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~≡~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~....≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ≡≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.≡.♣π♣ w♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈A≡─┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈@♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ w♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The boat was pushed off from the shore once more. This time to search the lake, which seemed mostly devoid of fish. This troubled Yammish greatly, perhaps some poison was leaking out from underground, or maybe some terrible predator lurked just under the surface... No no, best not to dwell on it, he was a dwarf of science! Whether it be poison or monster, he'll find it and document it.
Jencull let out a relieved sigh. The migrants had come and so he could start another expedition. Plus, due to excellent farming on behalf of his workers, he wasnt going to run out of syrup anytime soon. Things just seemed to be getting better, and despite the night howls, the creatures here hadnt attacked since their first encounter.
The swordsdwarfs hurried out of the fortress at Greentoe's orders. Eight in total, armed with bronze shortswords and wearing bronze splint mail, rushed off to the northeast. A caravan had been seen leaving the camp and nobody could be sure if their men were with them or not. Greentoes had decided it best not to risk it and ordered an attack. Crossbows were out of the question, they couldnt risk hitting their own troops, still, their splint mail should offer at least some protection against enemy bolts. Better protection than studded leather at least.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑D+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~≡~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~....≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ≡≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.≡.♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈A≡─┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
(OOC: you want me to keep your KEY info for later Fenrir?)
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑D+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~≡~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~....≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ≡≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂.≡.♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
[OOC] Mmmph. [/OOC]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑D+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~≡α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
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The news relieved the entire community. The army had would be arriving shortly, and as such could be seen clearly from the top of the temple. Kailith, however, was still angry.
Indeed, those terrible monsters would be diving down upon them with seconds, and the priests... they were having great trouble with his request.
Certainly they knew how to do such a thing. Their powers were great. But at such power comes a cost. Many have died in an attempt to change what they normally could not. Gregnar's demands for blood are insatiable.
In his tent, Kailith sat on his cloth mat and pondered. His men were all ready for the inevitable assault, and there was nothing more he could do for them. Caliph, one of the few survivors of his failed assault, waited outside the tent entrance, and all was quiet except for the clacking of wooden spears meeting wooden shields.
A relatively short dracon was also out front, supervising the formation. There is a large curved sword strapped to his back between his wings and is wearing a set of silvery half-plate. The armor even had extensions covering the bony parts of his wings and the top of his tail. He isn't wearing a helmet if they could still be called that with all the modifications that had to be made to fit the race's draconic head. He has long bright blue hair, and oddity for his race that the vast majority of is bald. The blue hair was common however, to the nobles of the Bluesabers clan.
Silvak was hesitant, although the scouts had reported an army beyond the city, they also reported that the force defending the city seemed to be nothing but hastily armed civilians. They needed the defensive ground of the city, but the thought of attacking civilians, even if armed, put a bad taste in his mouth.
Th formation was complete. A classic formation from the old days when wars against humans were commonplace, greatswords in front to break up spear formations with fliers in the back to fly over the front lines at the last second of the charge to dive at the enemies back row. Historically it was excellent in causing chaos in enemy lines. The humans on his world saw it a hundred times and had learned to counter it. But this wasn't his home world, and these humans probably never saw it before.
His troops were waiting for orders. He considered ordering his troops to take prisoners but in the chaos of the fighting that would be nearly impossible. After a moment's thought, he unsheathed his nodachi and simply ordered the charge.
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[OOC] I didn't move their icon because that one tile is probably
about to get pretty crowded very soon.
[OOC] I kinda don't know if that city has a wall around it or anything. Hopefully this wasn't just a really dumb move.
[OOCEDIT]Wow, I jumped between tenses alot. As you can see I don't do this often. ;)
[ March 08, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
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Kailith cursed and spat into the sand. Those sand demons would decimate their ranks, and they were charging now at full speed. Even their reinforcements of camel riders would be hard-pressed to bring those beasts down.
"ARCHERS!" he yelled, raising his scimitar into the air. He watched with a grin as twenty militia raised their bows and notched arrows onto their strings in a quick, systematic, fashion. They had been trained well.
"Hit their infantry! Aim... fire!"
Suddenly, twenty arrows were launched from behind the spearmen, plunging into the Dracon regiments.
"Notch again! Aim... Fire!"
More arrows rained down on their enemy, few hitting anything. Kailith cursed again as the demons quickened their approach.
"Commander!" Kailith turned to see the leader of their reinforcements. "Our raiders are ready to charge, and our archers ready to fire." Kailith answered him:
"Tell the archers to attack their infantry in their rear flank when they are engaged with our spears. Your raiders... I want them to charge their flanks when I give the order. I can only pray to Gregnar that the priests will deal with these sand demons before they do too much damage! Now go!"
When the young raid commander had left, galloping at full speed with his camel, Kailith turned to his archers once again.
"Ready! Aim... fire!"
However, I'm quite busy right now, and so I don't really have time to push them along the river, even at a heightened speed. If he doesn't mind, I'm going to have to ask Dark to move my guys down the river with each of his turns. Just PM me when they've made it to where the river lets out into the sea, and I'll come back around to pick up again.
As for now, I've got adventurers to kill off in Death and Glory!, as well as building a house for The Woodsman. Cheers, lads. Let blood flow!
[/OOC]
With a massive gurgling sigh, Yagesh folds a translucent film over his eyes and rests in the mid-game. The other gods cease their bickering for a moment to contemplate the fish-god's sudden bout of drowsiness, and then quickly resume their infighting.
On the board, the Aegeans continue their journey to the place where they will grow from the tiny seed of their current number, into a branching tree which will cast its shadow of dominion over all the lands beyond the shore. Storm clouds move onto the map from the west in response to the water-god's veil of sleep. A gentle rain pours down on the land, wetting the ground for the ever-watchful eye of Yagesh.
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The boat rocked softly on the lake. There were shapes underwater, but they werent soft shapes, they werent unusual shapes. They were solid and organised. "Ohhh so interesting, soso interesting. If only we could get a closer look!" was Yammish's first comment. Sadly they just didnt have the technology to go underwater safely, they would drown! But with a genius like his, anything was possible, given enough time! "Alright lads, we'll head back home soon, I justneed to take a few notes!"
Jencull left the camp behind, oh how great it was to be moving again! Sitting around eating plump helmet and syrup, signing documents and having meetings, that wasnt for him, Greentoes handled that stuff! But alas Greentoes was back at the capitol, and he was out here in the unknown. But it was getting far knowner every day, but no doubt there was lots of east to explore yet.
The eight swordsdwarfs sprung from ambush and rushed the caravan, swords gleaming, splintmail clinking. Nothing like a good battle!
The enemy had spearmen braced to receive the charge. But the dracon had expected that. The sand devils sunk into th sand right before hitting the spearline sending a ripple almost like an ocean wave against the lines in front of them. The wave was only about half a foot high, but more than enough to break up parts of the line as the humans lost their footing. It was less than Silvak expected. If they were in the open desert it would have been far more effective.
The parts of the line still bracing for the charge did manage to slow down the charge at least, but the spears did little damage as the well trained army swung their swords early, destroying many of the spears before plowing into them. And without the manufactured points the splintered wood had difficulty even piercing the chain mail between the armor plates. Fortunately for the humans the large swords were too heavy to bring to bear again immediately after destroying the spears so casualties on both sides were rather light. Only Silvak's sword hit more than one target during the charge, as the warrior was legendary for his quickness with his weapon of choice. He destroyed both his opponent's spear and throat in two quick, precise swings.
Red streamers had been thrown into the air shortly before the front lines had hit the enemy. This was the signal for the fliers behind the heavy infantry to perform their part of the charge. Since they were already at a full run they had to do little more than spread their wings to gain enough altitude to fly over the other soldiers. Then diving down again a few ranks into the human formation before they even knew they were in striking range.
The unit's priest was also among the fliers as well as the young summoner. But they did not fly ahead like the rest of the group. Instead the priest took on the duties of a combat medic. While the summoner worked to use his magic to deflect arrows away from them both. The barrier wouldn't hold for long as the spell called upon wind spirits when he only had sand, fire, and smoke spirits. But it would protect them from stray arrows while the priest did her work.
[OOC]No map update as I don't believe enough time has passed. The summoner can summon multiple creatures but the power is split evenly among them. The two sand devils can be stunned by strikes and hurt by heroes(anybody mildly important) at this point. If another creature gets summoned they will be able to be wounded by standard weapons. The summoner has no offensive spells that don't directly involve summoning a creature. And the priest's only offensive spell is Flame Strike. Which could only take out one person at best.
Believe it or not I actually made a big convoluted set of rules for summoners way back when me and some friends played DnD. Still, tell me if they seem too strong and I'll tone them down some.
Around the top of the temple strange streams of sand could be seen swirling in a rythmic pattern. The priests were weaving their spell! With a sudden deafening roar, the sand took was shot towards the enemy lines like a whip, smashing into troops and demon alike, knocking them to the ground. Kailith grinned and charged his raiders forward. He knew that would be the last spell his priests would be able to cast, but it was enough. The downed sand demons were easy targets as his men frantically crawled atop of them, stabbing desperately. They were a simple distraction as Kailith's raiders cut through one of them, lopping off limbs until the beast itself was nothing more than part of the desert sands.
His men had taken tremendous losses, and one more sand demon remained. Only one hope remained, and their reinforcements must have noticed it. With a sudden charge from the nearby sand dunes, thirty camel raiders made a sudden charge while the archers circled to their enemy's rear flanks, firing into the sky as they moved, hitting a few airborne troops.
With a sudden crash, the raiders hit the enemy grounded troops, sending many sprawling to the brown sand before dispatching them with a quick slash to the throat. Hope renewed, Kailith charged with his remaining raiders into the fray.
Gregnar would revel in their enemy's slaughter, Kailith thought.
A quick hit against his greaves and the bolt tip started smoking, he quickly fired in into the air roughly to the north, then discarded the crossbow as the magic bolt whistled loudly through the air leaving a trail of blue smoke. It was the retreat signal, and the direction of the smoke trail indicated the direction to retreat to.
Silvak saw a flash of flame out of the corner of his eye during the retreat and then a firebird appeared in the air out in front of the retreating dracon, the summoner's fire spirit burning anyone attempting to block the retreat. Then shortly after the main part of the unit escaped the melee it blinked out in a puff of smoke. The young summoner had been killed. He likely was too exausted from summoning multiple spirits to escape with the rest of the unit.
The priest had made it out fortunately, though there was blood visible from some cuts, but they were healing quickly, the priest had likely cast a regeneration spell on herself when the fighting started going badly.
"Back to the base! Try to stay to the thicker groups of trees!" was the order. they hoped that the cavalry would be slowed down by the trees aiding in their escape. The dracon never stopped and another signal crossbow was loaded and fired, this time with a bolt that went straight up also with a whistling sound but exploded into a bright flash of white light above the treeline. Spotters back at the city could see it and know that the fight went badly. And to prepare for attack.
The unit was down to 14 members, 5 of which were injured in some way. And the master summoner back in the capital would not be happy when he learns of the death of his student. Worse yet, the small portal at the base would have much lower capacity without a summoner on each end of it.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
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[OOC]The remains of the military moved back into the tile there icon
is on. And the group of sailors and such made it to the ocean city.
Youh looked up from his game boy and notices the retreat. "I thought they were better than that."
Ok then, I guess I should give them some cover."
He snaps his fingers and a little spark of flame jumps from his fingers and lands on the gameboard in the part of the forest with the retreating unit. "I hope they are at least as fireproof as Holm boasts." With that he goes back to raising pokemon on his game boy.
EDIT: Greiger, Breaking message board formatting since 1983.
[ March 10, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
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▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
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▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
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Captain, come quickly!
What is it, soldier? The captain of the guard approached the recruit standing guard atop the wall.
The expedition from the southern forests is returning.
And? I see nothing out of the ordinary. Why the alarm?
Theyre being pursued, sir.
What?
The soldier handed the captain her spyglass. Looking through, he easily picked out the wagons of the expedition party, barreling toward the gates as fast as they could. Just a quarter-mile or so behind them, he could make out a small cluster of figures. Taking a closer look, he could discern the identity of the attackers.
What... are those? they don't look anything like the natives the courier described. But whoever or...whatever they are, do they really expect to take them with so few?
Perhaps so. They are approaching from the caravan's vulnerable flank. Most of the guards appear to have remained behind, save perhaps a few. They would stand no chance.
The captain looked over at the soldier. Then we must provide some
intervention. Send out the crossbows to the north bank of the river. Hopefully the boltfire will be enough to break their meager ranks, or at least distract them, but even so, I will lead the cavalry out to meet them.
(OOC: The coyotes have no horses, so their cavalry are not 'cavalry', per se, but rather a sort of armored chariot.)
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▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
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▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
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The forest was eerily quiet, the howlings had stopped, the creatures had vanished. Jencull was not pleased, perhaps it was some kind of curse? No matter, they still had quite a journey ahead of them.
The boat set off once again, full of moaning dwarves. "A bit a' water never hurt anyone lads! Keep rowing, we'll be homesoon! Dont be so gloomy, you're making me sadnow!" Oh how depressing, by this point four dwarves had been sick, their moaning was really getting to Yammish. Still, these notes are well worth the trip. Hopefully he can send a signal to the mountain outpost for more materials.
"Lads, this fighting is gettin' us nowhere, the caravan is gettin' away!" The caravan guards were proving an able distraction, but they had only one wounded dwarf while several of these things lay dead. The battle was almost over anyway, "Someone take tha wounded lad back ta the fortress, the six o' us remaining will catch up with the caravan. Remember, search each wagon for our marksdwarves, then retreat. If you dont find em retreat anyway, I dint want this ta get ugly."
"Some soldiers those are, Youh. A most satisfying butchery they gave me."
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Kailith watched from his camel as his wounded soldiers wearily marched from the field of battle back to their tents, many leaving their weapons behind in the sand. It was well understood that many families would have lost a father, but such was the price Gregnar demanded of them.
"I want the bodies of all those who died in the battle buried tomorrow. Even those of our enemy." Kailith said to Hamar.
"Yes, of course." The priest responded. "It shall be done, my lord."
"I also want more trees downed, so that we may build more suitable lodgings. Several workers arrived with the reinforcement caravan, I see. I want them working on the exposed stone in the forest, mining."
Hamar nodded and replied "Consider it done, oh great one."
And with that, Kailith departed and joined Caliph and the rest of his raiding part for another excursion into the palm forest. He had no time to savor victory, not when there was work to do.
Anyway before I continue rambling I'm moving my piece so that others don't have to wait for my turn anymore and going to bed. Silvak would be too busy regrouping to write in the log anyway.
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▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑‼+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ☻.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Oh yea, before I forget, whoever is the DM whats the wind direction at the fire? (‼) I would assume west to east but I don't wanna guess at it and be wrong.
[ March 13, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑‼+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~α↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ☻.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The caravan finally reaches the safety of the city walls. Meanwhile, the cavalry charges into battle with the dwarves while the crossbows set up across the river.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~↑↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑‼+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~α~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ☻.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
A small caravan led by Kailith departs the city, loaded with supplies for the scouting journey to the south of the desert. There are twenty-five raiders and several supply camels carrying food and water.
So in short the troubles are mostly over, I just need to migrate the settings and such over to this copy of xp.[/OOC]
Youh ignores the scowl and continues playing his game boy. He does seem to be getting a little annoyed as he fails to catch a magmar for the fifth time in a row.
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~‼↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑‼+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~α~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ .≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ☻.♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≡≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
Log of Silvak Bluesabers
During our retreat a section of the trees had caught fire. We are currently unsure whether it was Youh intervening or just chance. He hasn't been saying much lately, but according to some of his casual followers Youh can do fire stuff. Coulda fooled me.
We have been beaten. The humans are braver than I expected, their civilians held the front line long enough and distracted us while the main army struck at our flanks. I underestimated my enemies tactical skill. At least the flaming inferno will prevent an immediate counterattack.
The wind is blowing in our direction, sending smoke and fire our way. Our city is made of stone and a simple fire will not harm us, but food supplies and other flammables had to be placed in secured basements until the fire passes. There is also some worry that the hunting will suffer from this burn.
Chances of easily expanding to the west is currently looking slim. But word is that the southern ocean is ours. There are even indications of the island in the center could be volcanic. If it truly is that would help morale substantially. We would also be able to produce real steel instead of our second rate dracoroot stuff. Who needs more desert when we could have the warmth of magma instead?
(military identification seal)
Edit: messed up the code tags.
[ March 14, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
(OOC: This is currently the uninjured marksdwarf.)
[ March 14, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
But then there was Armok, every dwarf who loses himself in battle falls into that devils hands, not into his where they belong! But it wasnt as simple as that, to give Armok his dwarves or save them from him. There were others held captive.
Glaring at Imp he takes his turn. "Imp, ye know I'm not the god o' spying and knowledge n' all that! Forcing me ta make hard decisions like this! Bah!"
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~‼↑~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑‼+~~¥~~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~α~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~........~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ≡≡..│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣.U.≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐...*≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂.≡♣. ♣☻♣♣♣♣..♣│*...≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.#.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈─A≡♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣*≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The boat was dragged ashore and Yammish got out. First things first they need materials! "Alright lads this is simple enough, bring up a load o' blocks and I'll write a message on tha ground. The mountain outpost should see that, right? Of course I have noreason to doubt meself!"
Greentoes watched the battle from the outpost. "Things aint goin' well Kylken, not well at all..."
"Have faith Greentoes! Your dwarves are well trained and blessed by Hermatus himself, they will retrieve our lads and-"
"Eh, blessed by Hermatus ye say? Is that why they're running away, huh?"
"What?!"
The swordsdwarf squad was moving away from the cavalry. Two wounded dwarves being carried by the four still standing. "Move it lads! Stop stumblin' all over tha place will ye? Them things are right behind us!" Though it seemed they werent being followed yet for whatever reason. Of course this close to the fortress they probably wouldnt risk it.
Jencull's group moved on. He had dreams last night, nightmares even. He wasnt sure if it was just the silence getting to him or if it was something else. There were dwarves in battle, with things, similar to those in the forest. Though everything was distorted with blood, the cries of dwarves and the hum of bolts. Then everything went dark. Whatever it meant, the forest was getting thinner and north seemed to be the best direction to head. He didnt know why, but it was.
The restrained dwarf mumbled a bit. "Oh aye, I'll be tellin' ye my name when ye bloody well tell me exactly what ye did to my men! Where are we anyway and what kind of scum are ye? A dwarf killed in battle for the glory of Hermatus! But ta be captured like this! Like some pig hangin' from tha ceilin' waitin' ta be butchered into fine ham steaks!"
(OOC: One thing Imp: you're not mentioning combat related stuff in enough detail. I cant fight something I dont know, so what are the numbers of the cavalry, what kind of weapons do they use, how does a chariot work without something pulling it, etc?)
[ March 14, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
Okay. The 'cavalry' is basically an armored chariot, as I have already said. Each carries four occupants: one manning (coyote-ing?) the 'reins', two operating whatever weapons the chariot is carrying (in this case, all are equipped with one mounted crossbow and a javelin-thrower), and one to 'pull' the whole contraption via what can only be described as "a giant, coyote-powered hamster wheel."(this is the same sort of contraption used to pull the caravan wagons.) These are very costly to make material-wise, so there are currently only four on the battlefield, which is about a third of the total currently in existence.
There are also twenty crossbows on the north bank of the river, but they will probably only attack if the cavalry is unsuccessful in repelling your dwarves.
Most of this probably sounds quite far-fetched, or even downright ridiculous, but all of this information (and everything else concerning my coyotes) was written down long ago by me for a set of stories completely unrelated to this. Please tell me if I need to change anything.)
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Log of Hamar, Priest of Gregnar
Kailith has been gone for several days on a scouting mission, and as such I now control the city. Why he left us in such a hurry after our victory against these Dracon confounds the entire priesthood here in Kalar (we have, after much discussion, finally named our fledgling settlement after its glorious leader)
Even more interesting is the spontaneous fire that erupted in the oasis forest recently. It normally would not concern us, but we need food to support the sudden influx of soldiers, and all farming was done along the fertile soil along the oasis pools. We can only pray to Gregnar this disaster will not continue for much longer and will leave the forest intact.
We managed to hunt a larger supply of animals than normal due to them all fleeing the fire into the desert where they are much easier to find. But it's likely the last of the game we will ever get from this area.
Scouts have reported that the area around the human settlement is barely touched by the fires. We won't be able to hunt there do to the proximity to their city, but it doesn't seem to be a large enough area to support them with hunting alone. Unlike us humans are supposed to be able to farm for food but I don't know how much food they can supply themselves with by doing so.
I have sent off another group of constructors to make another outpost. To the south in the forests near the ocean. Another such expedition was sent from the capital to the east. I don't like the idea of having only one food source.
An oddity is that we have heard nothing more from the humans. I am worried that they may be up to something. I have had scouting groups on the north and south edges of the fire to warn of any attacks but they have reported nothing. I don't believe we wounded them enough to prevent another attack, so I have decided to expand the scouting missions farther to the north and south. I want to know where they are, humans with their short lifespans are too antsy to be waiting around in their city.
Word has reached me from the scouts, now that the smoke near the enemy city has started to dissipate, that the humans appear to have buried our dead. Though I understand the action, some of the dracon that have spent less time around humans seem to be angered by this. The fact that we ourselves would not be able to do a traditional volcanic burial in our current situation seems to have fallen on deaf ears. I will have to remember to treat their dead in the same respectful fashion in the future. Perhaps if we capture one of them we should ask about their traditions regarding the matter. Warriors are warriors no matter the race and I wish to treat them with respect.
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[ March 16, 2008: Message edited by: Greiger ]
It should also be noted that the water is definetly not safe to drink due to the high levels of ash completely coating the area. Should prove to be a brilliant fertilizer though! By the way, you can move ground troops through the one tiled lake. Just treat it as as a shallow muddy pool.
One last thing, Apache: if you dont post soon I'll be forced to collapse your civilization, turning it into a ruin and goldmine for adventurers to plunder.)
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(OOC: My creative abillity is draining into a mysterious drain-hole thingie. Perhaps its due to my lack of sleep, perhaps not, who knows? I do feel rather wretched, so perhaps I'm sick or something.)
The blocks were assembled and and Yammish had arranged them into a dwarven rune meaning 'materials'. From the outpost atop the mountain, it should be no problem seeing this. All he had to do now was wait, hopefully not too long!
The group had reached the edge of the wood, and Jencull could see structures to the northwest, most likely close to the mountain. It was possible his people had already expanded to the east quite a bit already, the forest did slow them down after all. But somehow he felt it was something more sinister, and his dream still flashed in his head. Though it was best not to dwell there, they had better move on...
Greentoes had just finished writing up the documents and had sent it off to Kylken, who signed it. The shipment of metal and food was sent and that was that. The troops had returned too, out of the eight, three were wounded but there were no dead. Normally this would be considered a victory, had their mission not been to retrieve his men. However from what was said, the caravan was laden with wood, so most likely they were still in the enemy's camp.
He was having doubts though, and Kylken wasnt helping, all he said was "Hermatus works in mysterious ways!". He was suposed to be the high priest, he should know what Hermatus wants! But still, the gods are mysterious, who really did know what Hermatus was up to? Though perhaps Jencull... "So Greentoes, how many swordsdwarfs shall you send this time? Perhaps a dozen marksdwarves led by thirty speardwarves? Perhaps just bring out the balistae eh?"
"Kylken the balistae are not for offense, if anything should be fighting these things, its us, not some machine. Infact I'm going to make it official, the balistae are for defense only!"
"As you wish Greentoes, ye have easily passed the first test of Hermatus. No doubt the balistae would harm our captive lads too, eh?"
"Ye flatter me to no degree Kylken, now go do whatever it is ye do and stop botherin' me, I've got mandates to manage, meetings to attend, I'm loaded down with work!"
"Very well, but what do you plan to do about our captive marksdwarves?"
"Nothing for now Kylken, now get going."
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣☻♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣≡....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌A♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.≡π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
"Dwarf, eh? So that's what yer called? Well, master dwarf, if ye won't cooperate, then I'm afraid I'll hafta be a little less... polite." The interrogator leans over, running her claws through the dwarf's beard. "You like yer lovely beard, do ye not?" The dwarf nods slightly, never taking his eyes off her. She stands and walks around behind him. He can hear the sound of the door opening again. "Jerrin, darling? Oh, there ye are! Jerrin, be a good little pup an' go fetch mum the trimmin' shears."
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"This is either the most brilliant... or absolutely the most daft idea you've yet had."
The two coyotes stood staring up at the wooden monstrosity before them.
"Isn't it?"
The captain turned to look at his engineer companion."It's a boat."
"I know, ain't she lovely?"
"But it's a boat."
"Yes, but this is a very special boat. Y'see, rather than having to be pushed along by oars, or pulled about aimlessly by the wind, I've devised a new method of propulsion." The engineer climbed up onto the deck and up to one of many large wheel-like contraptions. "The design is based partially on that of our wagon-pullers, so someone need only step inside and start to run", he used one paw to gently turn the wheel, "and it operates these devices here on the sides", he pointed to two much larger wheels attached to the sides, with many large paddles protruding from them. These were also now turning. "... which propel the whole vessel smoothly through the water."
"So will it work?" the captain asked him.
"Well, in theory..."
"Flavvius"
"What?" the engineer replied, startled to hear his personal name.
"You're doing it again."
"What?"
"Theory. Flavvius my dear friend, every time you say that word, something horribly catastrophic happens. Tell me, when is the last time any of your ape-brained theories has ever worked?"
"I... don't really remember", he replied.
"and therein lies the problem."
(OOC: Wow, I usually don't write this much.
Hey Dark, should we start using a different symbol to denote ships? Perhaps something like "╧"?)
EDIT: spelling
[ March 20, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
Edit: Augh! I cant remember what weapons I gave Jencull's group. They have bronze chainmail yes, copper crossbows yes, bronze bolts yes, copper throwing axes yes. However what were their melee weapons? Bronze shortswords? Jencull also had a special weapon, an iron battle axe or sword or something, damnit, Fenrir would remember, if he wasnt continually vanishing.
Edit #2: Ah, found the post, heres a quote:
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There are 5 guards, one of those 5 is Jencull, the other 16 are migrants. Jencull and his troops are all wearing bronze chainmail over thick woolen shirts. They carry copper crossbows loaded with bronze bolts. Jencull has an iron battleaxe that was beaten into shape and sharpened rather than forged. Two of the guards have bronze shortswords and the other two have bronze battleaxes. On top of that they all have 2-3 copper throwing axes each.
So their current group includes, Jencull, 2 swordsdwarfs, 2 axedwarfs, all of which use crossbows and throwing axes when not in melee. There are also 9 migrants. )
[ March 20, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
...Anyway, not my turn yet.[/OOC]
Dark?
Guys?)
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├A≡─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
The captive dwarf glared at the wall to the point where it might have collapsed if stares had a physical force. Calmly he spoke, "I'll ask ye again then, where are the others? The two that were with me before ye took me captive. Know ye will nay get anythin' from me by force, Hermatus help ye if ya try. Ye wont tell me where we are, be I have nay reason ta believe we've gone far, so surely ye know how close we are? Me people, they shant stop sendin' troops ta rescue me, and tha longer ye hold me, tha worse it will be for ye in the long run. Consider this well before ye shave me, lest ye lose your head in return."
Things were looking more out of place at this distance, it was certainly no dwarf fortress. But something told him there was something bad about it. Bad, very bad, he was sure, he felt sure. There were things there too, bad things, nasty things. There were dwarves that needed help. How did he know? He didnt, but he felt it. In a whisper Jencull spoke, "Alright lads, theres somethin' wrong about this place, we're goin' ta investigate a'right? We'll sneak in from the trees, they will nay know what hit em."
"Greentoes, I dislike being idle like this, surely we are going to take action?"
Greentoes looked up from his paperwork and frowned, "Kylken I told ye we will nay risk any more lads, and did I not tell ye ta get back to priestin' or whatever?"
"It's cold up on the mountain you know."
"Aye sure, but theres a perfectly good chapel here in the capitol, so shoo. Do ye know how busy I am anyway? Just go! Take a nap or something, these things always sort themselves out."
"Not without action Greentoes. Hermatus will not be happy with you."
"SHOO!"
[ March 25, 2008: Message edited by: Nhiphanter ]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├A≡─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Edit: Forgot to update my first post!
[ March 25, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]
I like it!
Name: Ukko, Storm god
Spheres: Storms, Lightning, Destruction, Wars, Razing, Bloodthirst, Warmongering
Race: storm giants (is this ok?)
civ: The lightning shrouded mountain
preferred site: Mountains, islands
[ March 26, 2008: Message edited by: Nhiphanter ]
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├A≡─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲SÅ^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
(OOC: Å: is my settlement mark, S is my hero mark.)
Suddenly there was some lightning near the gaming board and Ukko, storm god, manifested. He was an oldening man with bright blue eyes, that sometimes shot small lightnings, he was wearing fur boots and loincloth and his upperbody was covered with a wolf rug. "here's a game?! why don't ye scum ever tell me anythin'?" Ukko threw some pieces on the board and took himself a chair, concentrating on the board beginning to plot on some plan to destroy all.
Hrafn, the Storm giant king suddenly awakened on his grand throne. He had felt a pull in his dreams... a pull to conquer. as if somebody wanted him to go forth to war. Nay that he was going to object of course. He ordered the horns of the castle to be sounded so that he could assemble his men for speech.
it was time for the Kingdom of storm giants to expand...
[ March 26, 2008: Message edited by: Nhiphanter ]
code:▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲SÅ^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
As the salty water touched the skins of the Aegean party, they felt more alive than they had ever known before in their lives. This was their true home, their true destiny. They had finally reached the sea...
Fins glimmered and muscles pulled taught as the group sucked in their new life and flew through the water and incredible speeds that they had never known before. The water cradled them and pushed them forth, its utter endlessness fulfilling their every desire.
This close to shore, the water was muddied and turbulent, but there were glimpses of the open water beyond, and all the grand secrets it held.
They had finally arrived at their destination. They had come home for the very first time.
The priests brought unwrapped the faintly glowing communion pearl and gave it to the elders, so that they might consult with Yagesh and lead the rest of the Aegeans to their god's chosen citadel site. Communicating with the god would be difficult, however. The pearl was no longer supported by a pedestal that bore runes which strengthened the innate magic inside it, and as it jostled around in the current, the images that were displayed within became cloudier than normal.
They held faith that their god would make his wishes clear to them, and that he would lead them to a glory they had never even dreamt of. All praise to Yagesh, King of Seas.
With that, Imp jams two fingers into the board and squeezes.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲SÅ^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
The earth trembles, the living rock lets out a mighty roar as tectonic plates grind past each other at an astounding rate. Slowly, steadily, the mountains of the east settle once more, greatly changed.
Flavvius awoke in a cold sweat. He had had another one of those visions. He had dreamt of many things: of water, of earth, and chief among them, the image of a great white wheel. But this one was different. The great lord Imp had appeared to him, and had whispered something to him. Something that his concious mind now struggled to remember. What fate had his god ordained for him? What was his message? Flavvius tried vainly for a few moments to fish that tantalizing morsel from the haze of his subconcious...
(OOC: This whole strange visions/divine intervention/squishing lakes thing is okay with y'all, isn't it? If not, you can go ahead and change it back.)
Hrafn observed upon the few giants, about 40 or 50 of them, that were his people. their ranks had dwindled drasdically since the fall of their olden days empire. today, they populated only one high mountain fortress.
"MEN! MY PEOPLE! Our ranks have dwindled, our ancient cities are but a memory!
Long has it been since we last left our haven in the mountains! Most of the dwellers of the world below have forgotten our existence! we're but a myth! A late night story! Long has it been since we last have rained fire and lighting upon them, our swords and axes havent tasted the blood of the filth that populates the land for aeons! My people! it is time for the Empire of lightning shrouded mountain to arise once more! and this time... it shall last!"
with that he commanded the first migratory group for aeons to leave the city and populate new areas.
As the migratory group moved out of the city, they were watched by the general of Storm army, Jormund. As soon as they were gone, Jormund assembled a team of 5 giants, him included. "we're going to march into the plains and seek out for anything to raid, since for the empire to grow, we need lots of materials, food, and Slaves. Move Out!"
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▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣≡.π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲S≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
[ March 26, 2008: Message edited by: Nhiphanter ]
(OOC: Warning for Armok, on my next turn I'll be crushing his kobolds under tonnes of rock and smashing up his futuristic equipment.)
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂≡──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲S≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
"I've ordered an expansion to the south Kylken, at this rate we'll have their little camp encased within our lands. Perhaps then they may surrender."
"Surrender? You're not going to let them go are you? Should it not be that they should die in glorious combat against us? No? Oh come now Greentoes, dont look at me like that. Tell me, if they surrender, what are you going to do, hold them captive? I wouldnt think so."
"We may just let them go. I feel that in time they will suffer enough anyway, so why waste resources setting up internment camps when we can take a little paper like so, and write this on it..."
"You must be stark raving mad Greentoes, but I'll leave you to it then. But dont think this will end well."
"I dont plan on it Kylken, now shoo."
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Oh how boring it is, just sitting here waiting for the supplys. At least all the plans are drawn up and the workshops set and the dwarves ready. The moment the shipment arrives we can finally get to work, the secrets of this place shant be hidden much longer!
"Yammish, it's pea soup with fish again tonight."
"What, again? Fine! But after this I'm never eating fish or peas ever again! They're worse than plump helmets! They're worse than raw sweet pods! Can you imagine the horrors of having to eat peas and fish every day for weeks and weeks! Oh Hermatus save me from this torture! We're surely all doomed to-"
"Yes, yes Yammish, whatever you say, goodbye, I have to get to work now."
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥≡~~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑≡~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└─╧┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲S≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Once again, the door behind the dwarf opened. But this time, it was not the female interrogator he had become accustomed to seeing over the past few days, but the stern face of a heavily armored guard that greeted him. The soldier regarded him silently for a moment, then spoke to an unseen figure behind him. "Haul 'im aboard, he's coming with us." There was a loud THWACK, then all was dark.
He awoke to find himself still bound to his seat, but his surroundings had changed. The room he was being held in was much brighter, the walls made of finely cut timber bound with strips of iron. In between attempts to extricat himself from his bonds, he noticed that the whole room felt as if it were gently rocking. Then, after a moment or two more of futile struggling, he heard a familiar voice speak:
"Oi, Urist, izzat you?"
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└─╧┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲S≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Captain's Log - Transport Azer
My first military command. My ship the DTS Azer is a fine vessel. She is only 35 feet long making her a little smaller than my old whaling vessel but she is much sturdier than my rickety old wreck. She's brand new too, I can still smell the fresh paint.
Our first mission is to transport a group of constructors to the island to the south. We will be mostly tacking against the wind but this ship has oars so it shouldn't take a long time to arrive. The cargo manifest shows numerous packs of prospecting equipment as well as equipment for magma workshops. So it seems to me that there could be a volcano at our destination.
With the recent fighting to the north the higher ups appear to have decided to arm the ship at the last second with a pair of harpoons on the bow. Hardly a real ship to ship weapon but the ship design left no room to mount a ballista or better yet, one of those high tech cannons being mounted on the large warships still being prepared for sail. At least it is familiar, I could fire one of those accurately if the situation demanded it, I don't know the first thing about a cannon.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└─╧┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
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.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Fjord, the leader of migratory group, looked ahead of him down to the plains.
"two days march 'n' the mountains should start gettin' lower, thats where we'll settle" he ordered a camp to be constructed and some food to be hunted.
The raiders continued their fast paced march to the plains.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───A≡≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
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.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
(OOC: Just moving for now.)
Anyway it's past 2 AM here and my brain is too tired to even do any of my half-rate discount RP, so I'm gunna post my turn when I get up tomorrow. Which reminds me...do we have any kind of definite turn order? I was using Gaulgath as a little cue when to take my turn and now I don't know who I go after...does everyone just post once a day or something regardless of order? As I said, it's 2 AM and my brain is fuzzy and scrambled.[/OOC postness]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣≡♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..≡♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣≡♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
[OOC] It's water, their god is bored, they move fast. I killed three mosquitoes last night with my bare hands, while they were flying. Two of them with only one hand. I am one hell of a mighty god.
Translation: Jus' moving my pieces.[/OOC]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲€▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
The supplies are here at last! The metalsmiths and mechanics are working! All is going well, oh yes indeed. Soon Yammish will be a name to remember in dwarven science! Oh how the thought made him giddy!
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"Got any threes?"
"Go fish. Got any sevens?"
"Yeh here. Got any kings?"
"Go fish, again. Got any twos?"
"Nope, go fish."
"You know, at this rate we're going to get killed by carp."
"Shut it Kylken."
(OOC: I'm planning to attack Imp's southern camp, but right now may not be the best time, but tell me about the defences anyway. Explanations will come later.)
(OOC Edit: Forgot to remove Armok's kobolds.)
From the dwarven halls all that was felt was a shudder, and the home of the kobolds collapsed.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~≡~~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑~~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~≡......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α.......~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈╧≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..╧──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Log of Silvak Bluesabers
The recon has given us results, we have found a somewhat large group of the humans to the south and I have mobilised the remaining army to intercept.
Odd thing is that the recon report claims that they seem to be just milling around. Perhaps they got lost? Maybe they are confused by the more habitable terrain? I don't know. I assume they were asked to come in the same fashion we were from another world but I find it doubtful that there is a place filled with nothing but desert.
(Military seal)
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──╧...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Captain Morindus surveyed the treetops from atop the tower. His keen eyes scanned the forest canopy for any sign of trouble. Perhaps it was the odd scent in the air. Perhaps it was the dead calm all around. whatever it was, something just didn't seem right. Elirah would have told him it was nothing, told him he was just overreacting. But he had learned quickly that it was better to be prepared for nothing than umprepared for something.
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The marksdwarf suddenly felt himself being spun around. He opened his eyes to find himself face-to face with none other than his squadmate, similarly bound to his seat. The familiar face of his interrogator stood over them, glaring.
"There, you asked about yer friend, an' now here he is. Happy now? Prr'aps now yer willin' to speak? Hmm?"
The marksdwarf looked around, trying to take in as much of the surroundings as possible. "There was one other lad with me, where is he? Then maybe I'll loosen me tongue, but not before so!"
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──╧...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈A ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≡ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
I might consider joining the game again and getting a new civ.
Just forgetting about those kobolds might be good, except if dwarves mine there... that "unobtanium" is 1000 better than admanitine, so the tech is probably completely ok... if you dig there and want to have it, just ask at that point.
A fury civ, in that case. (cute bunnies and foxes and all sorts of fuzzy animals!)
I am not sure I will join again, but maybe.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──╧...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
The dark, cool water of the ocean was stirred by dancing spears of sunlight that made their way as far into the depths as they could before being swallowed up by the darkness. The Aegeans swam through these upper waters with the same ethereal grace as they had always had in the water, but now there was something different. The water felt almost as though it had started to tremble with the same anticipation as the Aegeans themselves, as though it were awaiting their arrival just as much as as the Aegeans wished to arrive. They were close now, very close. They could feel it, the ocean could feel it.
Soon a new power would rise to dominance. Soon, the oceans would be represented by a bastion of their god on the mortal world. The Aegeans swam faster.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─╧....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
The coyote vessel continues down the river.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─╧....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├───≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
[OOC] Gonna be in Goa for a couple weeks, so I'll have to ask Dark to once again move my troops for me. Once they reach the spot, have'em turn towards citadel construction on the spot. I've marked the place where I want it, it shouldn't be that hard to find.
Also, why do we have the spaces in between the map sections? I'm assuming it's a relic from the generation, but I was wondering what the other folks thought of them.
Cheers.
[/OOC]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├─╧─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│.≡..≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈♣♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
"Cap'n, come and have a look at this!"
"Yes? What is it?" Flavvius approached the watchman standing on the rear deck. "Take a look for yourself.", the watchman responded. He passed the captain his spyglass. Looking through, he beheld an odd sight: a strange-looking cluster of structures far to the south. a thin wisp of smoke drifted up from the midst of them.
"What is that?"
"Not a clue. The bearded ones can't have come this far east, so it's quite obviously not their handiwork." Flavvius pondered for a moment, then gave the order."Bring us ashore. Send out a squad to investigate."
Twelve crossbowmen depart from the ship toward the structures.
"Oi, as long's we're waitin', go ahead an' 'ave a seat, toss down a few pieces, 'ave some elves."
*takes a handful of elves, and swallows them whit pleasure*
Hmmm...
*still chewing elves in his mouth Armok takes a few and drops them in a forest on the game board*
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├─╧─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│.≡..≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈E♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣£♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈£ = elven forest retreat
E = elf
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[ April 16, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣☻....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├─╧─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈E♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.≡♣♣ ♣♣♣£♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..≡..♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣....♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Col. Darius' expidition log: Preliminary Inspection.
Site:
The site covers an area of roughly eight acres by six acres. The entire site is filled with structures of various shapes and sizes.
Structures:
The structures themselves appear superficially similar to our own, composed primarily of wood and stone, with some metal structural features. Most of the wooden elements have been burned away by some sort of fire, hence the column of smoke which led us to the site.
Inhabitants:
The inhabitants of this site posess many odd features. Their bodies are almost entirely hairless, save for a large, shaggy crop on the tops of their heads. Their faces are blunt and rounded. What are assumed to be their ears are small and rounded, located on the sides of their heads.
Our initial examination of the more intact corpses shows no lethal trauma of any kind. It appears as if the entire population simply fell dead where they stood, with no prior cause.
Artifacts:
We have found many noteworthy items within the ruins. All I can say for certain at the moment, is that many of these items are nothing short of amazing. I will attach a more detailed description of our findings in my next message.
[ April 14, 2008: Message edited by: Impending Doom ]
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Nmethoecamo ("memory-verse") of Mirise Ilarecile. (Tear Starspawn)Beloved my bird of Nmethoecamo, I am Mirise of Ilarecile, hear my tale today.
Ritual of Nmethoecamo finished, now comes what took place this latest time, thou I am almost to shaken to tell...
That is, if it happened at all, it was all like a dream...
I sit here at this lake, looking out over it's waters reflecting the sunset and the good trees of this strange place, and I sing to you this song of Nmethoecamo.
It feels so long ago, that place were we went had no time, it was all so horrible... *Mirise fells a tear upon the water*
It feels like a lifetime ago... (an ELVEN lifetime that is! :p) how I miss the lovely perfumes of that trade, all the happy moments I had...
Then, the lifelaeslomenanes ("small beard monster", dwarves), and they... they ATTACKED poor, defenceless trees, I could hear the screams, and the sap ran like dark rivers! *the elf angrily shaker her fist towards the heavens*
and they set upon the dipane who I was set to protect, and as my duty was I acted to defend them from the evil lifelaeslomenanes, I charged, and I lost my legs to their axes, then my right arm, the last thing I remember before all went dark is the screaming vomit-drenched beard and steel coming quickly towards my face...And that is how I died, or that is what I assume happened.
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[ April 16, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
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What happened then, as one can only expect from an afterlife, it night impossible to describe, dear nmethoecamo, for I had no senses no body, yet I felt things...
I awoke, the time passed hard to tell as from awakenings it often are, and I felt myself falling.I feel through solid, but yet did not come in contact whit it, and the solid became hotter and hotter as I feel thought the rocks, and I began to get burnt, then, something attached to me and drew me... that direction has no name, because mortals live in only three dimensions, and the direction I was pulled in lay in a forth.
By now the worst shock began to wear of, and I observed my sorundings, I say, but I had no eyes and there was no light.
Beneath me, for I will call that direction that, lay an surface like an ocean. Smooth and reflecting like this small lake it was, and on it lay stars like duckweed, this was the universe in which I had lived. Above me, lay something like a soap bubble. and it pulled me towards itself.
I do not know enough to name any of it, but at that moment I saw all of the universe in all it's glory, from the patterns of the stars to the tiniest workings of life, that was the greatest wonder I have ever known, and ever will know.I do not know how to name that bubble thing, nor the way it used to drag me in, but I know if was a vehicle of sentient life, and as grand as the most grand of those star constellations below me.
I was pulled inside the bubble, and in there was beings so awe-inspiring that my very soul failed to comprehend it and my memory could not even begging to record it.
The next thing I know I was in a strange contraption of magic, and someone pushed a big red button.
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[ April 16, 2008: Message edited by: Armok ]
Hermatus pokes his head out through the kitchen door. "Ye lads go on without me, the Vengance of Ale are wreckin' havok in 'ere again!" Despite his absence, the dwarves of Hermatus move on their own.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲^ ▲▲▲▲⌂..♣♣.♣┌──┘~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~♥~~
▲▲⌂⌂⌂......π⌂▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂..♣┌───┘.⌂⌂~ ~~~↑≈+~~¥~~≡~~.. .⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂⌂.π....≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂⌂..│....⌂▲⌂~ ~~~σ↑D~~~..~.... ↑.⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~
▲⌂......π≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲ ^▲▲⌂.┌─┘.♣♣..⌂~~ ~~~~~~~......... ↑↑.⌂▲⌂⌂~~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲⌂⌂..π☼π≈≈⌂⌂▲▲ ▲$⌂..│...♣.♣.~§~ ~~~α...≡...~~... .↑↑.⌂▲▲⌂~~~~~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂║⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲ ⌂└──┬┘..♣♣♣..~~. ......♣♣..~~~... ..↑↑.⌂▲▲▲⌂~~~~~~
▲▲^▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ....│....♣♣..~.. ≈≈≈..+..♣...~~.. ..↑..⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲╠══╦════π .$..└──┐...♣...≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈.......... .↑.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲⌂⌂~~
▲▲▲▲▲▲a╠π^π▲▲⌂⌂. ♣♣.....└─┐....≈≈ ≈≈≈╧≈≈≈.....♣... .♣⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲⌂⌂
⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲║▲▲▲▲⌂..♣ ♣♣.♣.....├─╧─≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈.....♣. ♣.⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
.⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲║⌂⌂⌂⌂..♣. ♣.♣♣♣♣..♣│....≈≈ ≈≈♣♣⌂≈≈≈≈≈....♣♣ ..⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲
..⌂%⌂⌂⌂║⌂⌂...♣π♣ ♣♣≈♣♣♣♣♣┌┘♣.Æ.≈≈ ≈≈≈♣≈≈≈≈≈≈...♣.. .⌂⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲
♣≈%♥%⌂⌂π...┌──╫─ ─≈≈≈──┐♣│♣♣♣..≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈......⌂⌂ ⌂▲▲⌂⌂≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲^▲▲
.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈E♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣£♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣...≡♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
Something had happened. Greentoes couldnt say what it was, but he felt cold inside. The other dwarves seemed demoralised, everyone continued to go about their daily business, but still things seemed quiet. He had all but forgotten about the outside world, even Kylken had stopped pestering him about the lost marksdwarves. Greentoes sighed, for now it was back to managing mandates.
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Something was afoot! Armok seemed closer than ever, he had returned to watching over the world, Kylken could feel it! But at the same time, Hermatus was distant, his dwarves wandered without the fire in their hearts! For now he shall lay low and make his plans, the slow battle has only just begun!
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Everyone seemed so sleepy, with such a discovery so near, how could they not be excited? But things still seemed gloomy, what was the point of going on with plan SWIM? Where could he find a dwarf willing, because nobody seemed willing at this point. Back to eating cheese and waiting then...
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When Jencull's group awoke they were shocked but somehow not surprised to see that Jencull was missing. They felt he should be gone, but knew not why, or where. Slowly they scattered to the woods, without a leader, left to wander.
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▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂.♣♣.♣.♣│~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⌂▲⌂~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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.π≈≈≈──╫───┘♣♣♣♣ ♣≈E♣♣♣└─┘♣♣..≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈....⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣..π♣..♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣£♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂▲▲▲⌂▲▲ ▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣♣..♣♣.♣.♣.♣≡♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
..♣♣.....♣♣♣.♣♣♣ ♣♣♣♣♣.♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲S▲≡▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
.♣...≡♣....♣♣..♣ ♣♣.♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲⌂Æ.⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
............♣... ♣....≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲Å^▲▲ ▲▲⌂.⌂▲▲▲▲^▲▲▲▲▲▲
.....≈≈≈........ ..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ▲▲▲▲▲▲▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.⌂.≈≈≈≈≈ A≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲▲▲▲▲▲ ⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂~~~⌂▲▲⌂⌂⌂
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈..≈≈≈≈≈ ≡≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂▲▲▲▲▲⌂ ~~~⌂⌂~~~~~~⌂⌂⌂≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲▲⌂~ ~~~~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ X≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂~~ ~~~~~~≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ▲▲⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈▲▲▲≈≈≈≈▲ ⌂⌂.⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈⌂ ≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈▲⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈▲⌂ ↑...↑⌂⌂⌂▲▲≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈⌂▲≈≈≈ ≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
.⌂⌂⌂⌂▲▲⌂⌂..⌂⌂▲⌂. ..↑..♣.↑⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂▲≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~..⌂⌂⌂..↑..⌂⌂▲⌂ .↑♣↑↑↑...⌂⌂▲▲▲≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♥≈ ≈≈≈≈▲⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
~~~.....↑↑♣..⌂▲⌂ .↑↑↑♣♣↑↑...⌂⌂⌂▲≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈⌂≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈