War is Hell - Ended. johnarryn wins as EA Ulm. - Page 8

Szumo · #71 March 8th, 2007, 07:25 AM

I have no such thing as spam folder

And mail from johnarryn gets stored in special folder.

Johnarryn, please send me my turn file

johnarryn · #72 March 8th, 2007, 10:16 AM

Szumo,
I may have forgotten to send your turn... I will send it at 4:30 PM EST (GMT -5) today, Thursday... if you don't receive your turn next time it is better to email me rather than post on the board.
Sorry about the confusion.

Szumo · #73 March 8th, 2007, 10:57 AM

Thanks. I saw no announcement of new turn on the forum and no new mail = assumed you didn't host yesterday.

Fortunate that LoloMo made his post or i would still be waiting for turn quietly

johnarryn · #74 March 8th, 2007, 12:47 PM

Turn 7 was sent out, in case anyone doesn't know that =)
I will try to let you know that turns are sent out, but more likely if theres some sort of delay I will post that instead... so if you don't hear anything from me, assume that the turn has been sent out.

A bit of story:

Perekar anxiously approached the towering form of The First Mountain, God of Ulm. Only a year ago The First Mountain had been nothing but a legend, a story told to frighten children. Yet now He walked among the people of Ulm, guiding their warriors for some greater purpose.

Perekar kneeled. "Lord, our scouts report the presence of... creatures to the south. They march under a strange banner." Even standing, Perekar would not have reached a tenth of The First Mountain's height. Kneeling, the presence of the God was overwhelming.

"HAVE THESE... CREATURES... BECOME AWARE OF OUR PRESENCE?" The First Mountain's voice made leaves fall from the trees in the clearing; Perekar trembled. "No, Lord," he replied.

"VERY WELL. DO NOT REVEAL OUR PRESENCE. WE WILL CONSIDER THIS INFORMATION... YOU MAY GO."

Perekar stood, attempting to conceal his eagerness to depart. For a moment he gazed up to the face of The First Mountain... the God's face was as uncaring as stone; already his mind had moved on to other matters. Bowing, Perekar hastily departed the clearing.

BandarLover · #75 March 8th, 2007, 08:23 PM

Lovin the short stories for this game so far.

LoloMo · #76 March 8th, 2007, 09:30 PM

Szumo, got your turn 7 yet? Hope we'll still be on schedule for turn 8. I'm eagerly awaiting the demise of another one of my province =)

johnarryn · #77 March 8th, 2007, 10:42 PM

Turn 8 out. Thanks Szumo.

Szumo · #78 March 9th, 2007, 03:28 AM

Well well well, it's starting to get interesting. My scouts are starting to report on some tasty looking treats for Spleen Eater. Some look a little too big too swallow though

johnarryn · #79 March 9th, 2007, 09:37 PM

Waiting on Mictlan.. ill host late this evening if I dont get his turn.

BandarLover · #80 March 9th, 2007, 10:12 PM

Administration was something new for Babadar but he thought he was getting the hang of it. After the otherworldly display with the Council elders, things began falling into place quickly. The humans in the surrounding provinces did resist, as Jasmine had first told Babadar that they would. But they also seemed to accept the Bandar rule rather quickly. Babadar attributed this to the vigilant guidance of the Yavana. Unlike the other fey races of Evershy - your Vanir, Tuatha and what have you - the Yavanas showed actual concern for the younger, mortal races of men. While Babadar thanked Jasmine things were going so smoothly, there was one close scare.

A stubborn province of humans held out valiantly against Bandar early on, thanks in large part to the elephant corps the humans deployed. Grafe-Ro, newly appointed Grand Commander of the Bandar Army, ordered his archers to train all arrows on the menacing behemoths whose very footsteps made the earth tremble. Unfortunately, the missiles only seemed to further enrage the beasts, and the Atavi and Bandar forces would have been wiped out to a (ape?)man had the Yavanas not proven their worth once again. Grafe could only gape in awe as the Yavanas warriors halted the elephant's charge by simply staring them down. The pachyderm riders whipped and yelled for the creatures to move forward but all they would do was lay down under the gentle touch of the Yavanas. The remaining Atavi and Bandar took decisive action, with Grafe leading the counter-charge, chopping down the bewildered humans before they had a chance to fully comprehend what had just happened. Afterward, Babadar had all the elephants he could find rounded up and sent to Kailasa. He hoped these larger, more aggressive pachyderms would mate with the smaller, and less numerous elephants that lived within the surrounding forests.

Yes, things could not be going more smoothly, Babadar thought. That was before an out of breath Markata scout scampered in through Babadar's study window. He listened patiently as the diminutive chimp gave it's report in it's high pitched tongue of Bagesh'ii, the 'common' tongue of Bandar. Two, possibly even a third, race of creatures far different from the other surrounding independent humans had been spotted. Babadar sat in deep thought. What he had thought was a smooth running transition of empire building for his Mistress was not going to be so easy after all. These past few months were mere prep work he saw now.

The hard work was just beginning.