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Nations of Forseti, we have some sympathy for Man this month. For there was what can only be described as a cl*st*rf*ck of the most ginormous proportions outside the walls of his beloved castle in the forlorn plains of Tien Chi.

A Shadow Seer of ours was just having a wee bit of a peek around the castle walls, but was caught by patrollers. He had scripted Returning, but Man's army was fierce, and an Air Elemental whacked him before he could get his spell off. How sad for our poor mage.

But that is not the end of the story! For one of the patrollers was a Spectral Mage named RotBrother, wearing Boots of Quickness and wielding the Horror Harmonica. And man, did he play that harmonica well!

RotBrother summoned Horror after Horror after Horror, only stopping when he was free to flee the battle. Man's patrolling army must have a terrible fear of solo Shadow Seers, for they had conjured up great battle enchantments to resurrect the dead, poison the living, and inflict rigor mortis.

Our Shadow Seer lay dead on the field of battle, but now Man had to fight an army of Horrors. Zhukov the immortal false god of Man was shot by his own archers three times, and was banished to his home to recuperate from the shock. The Horrors almost carried the day, but in the end were overwhelmed by undead, as Plaguetongue the Demilich still stood to provide leadership when most of Man's army fled.

Such are the great plans of Man unwound by his dabbling in arcane magics which should be left to those with a history of dealing with the perils of blood! Man is not content to rule Nature and Air, but invests his resources in the darkest and most dangerous necromancy.

Mictlan