MP: Asia Twist - Wraithlord Wins!

[Kristoffer O]

Mbaba breathes.
Wind of Will and Woe is let forth.
Idi, Voice of Mbaba, has passed judgement.

Bloated lifeforms claim greatness.
This is despicable in the eyes of Mbaba.
False heroes will soon be gathered from distant lands and stuffed with yams.
Then they will be placed in the deepest cave and fed to the spider mothers.
Soon the caves will be crawling with little ones fed on the blood of abominations of unequaled obesity.

- Mbeke, Voice of the Voice.

[archaeolept]

we have heard of these animals. they are like those little beasts we call skitterlings which can be found during the short summer months.

They are harmless and inoffensive, albeit they are sometimes disposed of by our house thralls.

[DonCorazon]

Foul winds that some called a god’s breathe, but others said were forge clouds, blew in from the East. The sky itself had aborbed their reddish tint, now like a blood-soaked rag. There they say, men are shackled in chains and called thralls, while the beasts of the wild woods are slaughtered and left to rot.

The Elders say that the when the earth is ailing it manifests its fury in the form of a woman so beautiful that to see her is to witness paradise lost. Those who gaze upon her for even the briefest instant are transformed into a monument to the earth's glory.

She will descend from the skies, they say, and cleanse this world of its teeming vermin, restore the ancient groves older than any civilization, and unshackle the spirits of the wild to run free once again with no fear of fire and iron. Nothing will be left of man but mossy statues in the glade.

[Nikelaos]

The lawgiver has chosen the foul heretics who shall first recieve divine judgement,

"those who had smitten their masters of ancient times to gain power, you have become the very thing you seeked to destroy and for that you must be punished, cherish your days for they are about to end."

so sayeth the lawgiver.

[Dectilon]

In aeons long past, Sjunker was part of the land above the waves. Tall she stood, tall and proud. Her eyes saw all, her ears heard all and her mind grasped all things. But her lips spoke no words. This was a great wisdom, for she knew that giving favor and advice to one would make them prideful and arrogant.

When jealous mages made pacts with demons to bind her to a watery prison she was neither amazed nor angry. She knew the sacrifice was neccesary to save her people from a greater harm.

With eyes shut and mind muddled by demons we found her in the the darkest cave in the darkest depths we found her. We are not her people. We are the godless ones, and we give praise to none but the worthy. Her lips unsealed and she spoke to us. Millenia of clouded dreams had past without nothing but memories. She asked us of her people. How had they fared?

And so we told her. And what we told her did not please her, yet she knew our words to be true. And she told us of the horrors that awaited if she did not return the light of hope and wisdom to her people. And we knew her words to be true.

Now, while Lady Sjunker fights to break free from her demonic prison, we prepare for war. We must conquer, for if we do not everything will dissappear in a torrent of filth, terror and blood.

- Foreword to The Law of Oceania

[djo]

(from the archives of the Bakemono Strategic Command)

To: Sword of Heaven
From: Bakemono Strategic Command
Subj: Operation Autumn Harvest

Orders: Take command of the First Bakemono Expeditionary Force (1BEF). Execute offensive operations until further notice.

Battle plan: 1BEF to be assembled soonest; 1BEF crosses phase line alpha 1rst of month; 1BEF eliminates OpFor at objective Songbird; 1BEF threatens objectives Dog and Eel

OpFor intel: native tribes; expected level of resistance: medium, based solely on numbers

Force composition:

1BEF:
-- HQ, 12th Reg
-- Co C, 17th Inf Reg (Lt Inf)
-- Co D, 17th Reg (Lt Arch)
-- Co H, 12th Reg (Hvy Inf (Spec))
-- Batt A, 12th Reg (Arty)

Reinforcements: replacements only for 2-3 months

Personal note: Go get 'em! We need some success soon--Snake is getting mad. He doesn't understand why we needed to deploy the 17th and 12th regiments on civil peacekeeping in the capital for so long.

[okiN]

Hail, kings and queens of the world! We bring tidings from Imperator Caesar Augustus Arges, princeps of Pythium, divine son of the glorious Caelus, ruler of the Heavens!

See! how He gathers unto Him the power of the earth and of the skies!
See! how all the beasts of nature bow to His will, cowed by His immeasurable might!
See! how His armies march across the land, spreading His dominion unto the horizons!
See! how He Himself strides at the head of the great Pythian host, driving His enemies before Him!

Surely He is the one who shall unite all the scattered peoples of the world under His banner!
Surely He is the one who shall forge all the squabbling kingdoms into one, great nation, united under one God!
Surely He is the one who shall rule over all the world, yea, over the Universe itself and all its innumerable creatures!
Surely He is the one who shall rise above all others who fancy themselves great, the true Pantokrator of a new Golden Age!

None can stand against Him in His terrible, divine wrath!
None can match His unfathomable wisdom and understanding!
None can slow the fulfillment of His destiny, written across the very stars!
None can impede His ascension to the seat ascribed to Him as Lord of the Spheres!

All those who would try shall be cast down!
All those who would try shall know only oblivion!
All those who would try shall know only sorrow and despair!
All those who would try shall know only the darkness of the Stygian abyss!

Those who would aid Him shall be rewarded!
Those who would worship Him shall know His mercy!
Those who would receive the gift of His rule shall prosper!
Those who would dedicate their lives to His service shall stand with Him in Elysium!

Kings and queens of the world! This is the choice set before you by our divine emperor! Choose swiftly, and choose wisely! His time approaches, and those who linger and hesitate overmuch shall be counted amongst His foes!

[PashaDawg]

Turn 7 is out.

Deadline is Tuesday night.

Pasha

[archaeolept]

game crashes when i try to read messages. pasha, could you resend the turn pls?

seems to be one specific message - not important in itself, but worrying.

also: i lost. stupid indy mage racked up w/ gems

[DonCorazon]

Arch, for what its worth, I sent you a message. Nothing of note, not sure why it would crash your game