Happy New Year, New Game, New Players (Finished: Dojango/Mictlan Wins!)

[Excist]

36 hour turns proposed and seconded. Resolution is passed.

[Excist]

Mandred marched through the Marverni capital taking stock. Chubu, Oracle of Fires plodded along at his heels, 'It was wise of you to let the Ancient Ones vent their wrath on the people of Marverni. Their anger was almost unmanageable at the unceasing barbarian attacks against the pioneers in the outer provinces. Nerves were raw and many Pale Ones were losing their temper and fighting to the death over minor trivialities. Very wise indeed.'

Mandred spared one short glance behind him, 'Wise? They left me no choice. A week-old Olm could have made that call. But what concerns me is that this pulls us away from our Path. Harrow-gor has already committed himself to the Spectral realm and we need to do our part in the physical realm. We cannot afford these delays or Harrow-gor will be lost to this world forever.'

Oracle Chubu frowned and paused, but then decided to press on, 'Yes, but as I was saying. The people are angry. They want justice. Will you give the Marverni peasants to Rhuax to judge? The warriors have fought well and demand to see their enemy put on the coals.'

'They have already pillaged the countryside and despite our orders to police and assume peaceful control of Marverni's survivors have taken it upon themselves to make an example of any of these men that look a Pale One in the eye and as soon as no commander is around they are forcing themselves on their human womenfolk. It is an abomination! The enemy is all but vanquished. We are better than this. We cannot afford to become the monster that we fight. I would have expected this behaviour of the Marverni, but not our own. Nevertheless, we have bigger concerns ahead of us.' replied Mandred.

Chubu frowned and licked his pudgy lips, 'Yes, but...surely...' and got no more out before a breathless scout named C'teem burst into the Marverni throne room at a run.

"The Fomorian provinces are rebelling and the Fomorian host has revealed itself again! They have annhilated our besieging army with fearsome weapons of war and are heading straight for the Agarthan Capital as we speak!" the scout reported grimly.

Mandred turned his glare from C'teem back to Chubu, 'I don't want to hear anymore talk about bringing back the Old Ways of Punishment and Retribution. Take a Fist and subdue the last of Marverni's lands. We are needed up North and soon.' To C'teem he said, 'Enlist Wyrmlin and Gregor to defend the northern borderlands. Pay whatever they ask as long as they will leave the mercenary life and join with us. We will be there as soon as the southern border is secure.'

[Nosantee]

Tir na n'Og
Military Update

We have finally managed to break free from our imprisoned little state in our corner of the world, and we couldn't be happier. Our best men have begun traveling along the water sides and are claiming more lands in the name of The Scaled One. We will make swift use of their resources and continue a grand campaign until they are all ours.

In the movements we have encountered the people of Agartha an have unfortunately taken a few lands that they view as theirs. As much as it saddens us we simply cannot return them and we have nothing which to pay them back with. They are ours now, and hopefully they will not raise to the situation of starting another front on their many wars it seems they have.

With much chagrin, we view the Formorian defeat as something that is a good, however we are left with the new neighbors that they are unsure of. We still wait for more development.

Our Helheim friends continue to be great allies and brothers in arms. We hope we may make future pacts and rule the land side by side with the claim of the land.

Finally, with our most feared item coming up, we have discovered Marverni. Not so horrifying, but they are under siege by Himnom! The greatest threat to the land that exists as it is. Already we are mobilizing to fight them. We send this message, give us their intel and weaknesses. We will exploit, we will help you to defeat the giant menace!

Cartography updated. The world is clearer, and only continues to brighten as our God ever inches towards his return to us.

[HoleyDooley]

The Tir na n'Og lie.

It was the expansionists Agartha who brought about the demise of the Marverni. We have just cleaned up the dregs of their lost society.

Yes, you should fear the people of the Hinnom, but you should fear the Agartha even more, as I know they have the largest territory of all the peoples.

[Excist]

The Agarthan diplomat stands up at the Council of Nations:

It seems that lying is not reserved by Tir Na N'Og and rugs.

Every territory that 'expansionist' Agartha holds has been claimed from an independent or has been forfeited by the host by virtue of an act of war against the nation of Agartha.

It is, however, true that we should be feared.

Agartha makes a both a fearsome foe and an implacable ally.

Choose wisely which you would have us as, saber rattlers.

[Torgon]

Tales of the death of Fomoria are greatly exaggerated. Our nation still stands, if weakened. We fight on against the hoards of Argatha, and still call upon the world to unit against this menace.

[HoleyDooley]

The Lord of Blood has heard the cries of the Fomorian people, and answered them.

the curse of Agatha must be removed from this earth, once...and for all time.

[Immaculate]

Hellheim cannot abide by the cultivating of the great mother oak in the heathen gardens of Acrosephalae. Such a great tree belongs anywhere else. Hellheim will provide essence of nature, death and fire to any nation who can steel the oak for themselves or sever the link the philosophers have to the oak.

OOC: Will pay for dispel or for you to cast mother oak yourself.

[Iron Duke]

The great oak in the very heart of Arcoscephale bears the last hope of survival against the rulers of the realm of death. Think twice before acting to burn the oak, because if such happens, there will be no one left to check the expansion of Helheim, already a major power.

[Immaculate]

Originally Posted by Iron Duke

The great oak in the very heart of Arcoscephale bears the last hope of survival against the rulers of the realm of death. Think twice before acting to burn the oak, because if such happens, there will be no one left to check the expansion of Helheim, already a major power.

Do not take the nations of Shadowshore as fools upon a stage, your puppets to be yanked hither and yon. The nation of Arcosephale has shown itself to be much larger, richer and more advanced than the vast majority upon this land. To say that Helheim is already a great power is to indicate that either one does not invest in scouts or that one does not know how to count beyond six. We have had early success in combating your tyrany by using hit and run tactics with our glamoured forces but we need the strength of a sturdy ally if our small nation is to fight your large and advanced one- it is for this reason that we call upon potential allies on the world stage.

Nations of Tir Na Nog, Pangea, Mictlan, Niefelheim, hear my call; the pretender of the philosopher nation will whisper sly lies in your ears to make you fear the guardians of the grave stone (ie- us) but heed not their wicked lies- it is them that is the greatest threat and not us. Month after month they already have the capability to call upon an ‘animal horde’ showing their mastery of the more advanced forms of conjuration and it will only be a matter of months, not years before we see the elemental royalty, the ancient titans of air, lords of the ember, and even dead gods of tartarus bow a knee in servitude to these abominations. NO! We will not see such a day. We must fight them, all together, and stop them before this happens! It is for this reason that we must transplant the oak.