[Ylvali]

Cyy sat on the shore, fishing with one of the strange stick like trinkets humans used for the purpose. He found it ineffective compared to atlantian techniques, but of course the humans were physically limited. The new province had proven friendly and the people of wesh embraced the new religion after some brief hesitation.

He was now to stay here for a while, just enjoying himself and take a break from his duties with HER will. Cyy leaned back and grunted with pleasure at the thought.

Resting his head on the ground he became aware of rythmic vibrations. What was this? He disregarded it as some natural phenomena and daydreamed hazily.

The rythmic thuds became stronger and stronger. Could it be some very large animal running in his direction? Cyy stood up and peered into the distance. When he turned east he saw a cloud of dust not far away. He called for astral powers to focus his gaze and suddenly his heart felt cold.

The cloud was filled with soldiers donning shiny armours and wearing pikes. Grey atavi monkeys ran beside them with bows. And towering above them were some monstrous grey beings which were apparently controlled by humans riding on top.

But most shocking were the standard, these troops were from Arcocephale.

Cyy whistled, and the shamblers laying lazily in the shallow waters were roughly awakened. They were not many, but Cyy hoped that this could still be solved peacefully.

When the Arcocephalians came closer Cyy magically empowered his voice and shouted.

- DIZZ BEH JOLKUNAS LANDZ AND AY BE CYY COTH, ERR PROPHET! WHAZZIZ YER BIZNIZZ ERE?

There was some hesitation amongst the Arcocephalian ranks and than a woman in green clothing responded.

- GO AWAY SEAFOLK, THESE LANDS WILL BE OURS. LEAVE THESE SHORES NOW OR FACE THE WRATH OF ARCOCEPHALE!

Cyy Sighed heavily, so time for war had come at last. He nodded to the shambler chief who in turn dived into the water.

- DEN EATZ CORAL, *****! He yelled at the priestess, who looked startled at the sudden change of tone.

The Elephants rushed forward as Cyy had predicted, he called upon HER powers and started to bless his followers. The priestess did the same but she was clearly not so powerful.

The shamblers met the elephants, throwing their large bodies against them to stop their rush. Atlantian poured out of the water and engaged the pikeneers.

The battle was over almost before it began. Cyy was surprised and releived at the ease of which the Arcocephalian troops had been defeated.

Still he was unable to celebrate with his comrades. The peace was broken, once and for all. Now there was no turning back.