[Ershalim]

The Old Man King of Agartha, after witnessing his strategy's failings, has decided to step down from his throne. Well, figuratively. He couldn't step down from it now anyway, since it's currently occupied by the big, smelly fishie butts of Atlantis!

Woe to our mages. Woe to our umbrals. Woe to the sizzling hamsters we created as we tried to breed exploding mammoths. Woe to the chaff archers we used.

Woe.

Incidentally, The Old Man King has donned his cheerleader's outfit and is currently rooting for Caelum. Rah to the thunder mammoths! Rah to the eagle people!

Rah!