Re: MP Game - Yarnspinners
Turn 32, R'lyeh
If you really must know, the siege still continues.
Need I say more?
Eh, well, I'm bored, so I'll say more.
Everyone is tearing down the kelp fortress, but I refuse to eat seaweed again, unless it is wrapped around fresh squid.
Delicious wonderful squishy slimy chewy ancient kraken of the deeps... why won't Abysos come out and play?
There is nothing on my god-o-vision these days: no sneak attacks, no deadly diseases, no lame troops to kill.
Only the good people of South Hengewood giving me 500 gold.
Exciting war, huh?
All this success is leaving too few people dead
Too few fishy corpses to pick through, too few, too few...
Sammy sends word. Doesn't the kid have anything better to do? Like, say, research?
"Oh great Cthulu," he starts. (He doesn't actually say that. I just like to pretend.
My minions never grovel sufficiently.)
"Excellent news here. Stop. Heard news about nearby den of necromancers. Stop.
Obvious now why so many girls in this land are death-obsessed. Stop.
Nearby town had the most wonderful little harvest festival that I went to with Stella and Sarah and..."
Eyargh, I need to eat someone.
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