[Baalz]

The war between Arcosephale and Mictlan simmers rather than rages. The scholars have amassed a mighty army and march to reclaim much of the land conquered by Jaguar Warrior raiders. As yet, we have not been able to field an army to challenge the might of this host, and have been fighting a staged pullback. A large mass of archers pepper our lightly armored troops, while the heavily armored ant men engage and occupy us long enough that the heavy chariots may molest our flank. Our raiders continue to harass the border, and Arcosephale fears either splitting their army or moving it far from their capital. The vile Oeneads continue to occasionally seduce a commander, but there are now many slave commanders, pressed into service from the scholar’s own lands which provide cover for our glorious priests. We fight a holding pattern as our high priests whisper of a top secret “plan B”. As neither the giants nor the man-hawks have shown aggression yet, we may pull our reserve troops forward to step up the raids.