Re: Methadone - running
Peace be unto our brothers who have fought the undead horde, and to those who have financed our struggle through purchases of our fine exports.
Our first battle against the horde seems so long ago, and we were hopeful of a quick victory. But our hopes were dashed by the cunning undead who crushed our force and sent us fleeing back to the land of the living.
Only through the toil of our craftsmen and the sacrifices of our Sibyls did we manage to advance again and make way into the wastelands. And as the army of Ermor struck west against Man, Gath made further progress towards the gates of the unholy citadel.
But again we were made to retreat in the face of overwhelming opposition. Finally from the woods our Sibyls called an army of Mazzik, and Gath was ready to once again stand outside the gates of the citadel of Ermor.
We have now entered that cursed keep, and we slew the vile necromancers who guarded the inner sanctum.
This day will forever be remembered in Gath, and we will sing sad songs of all the Sibyls lost to exhaustion in the war.
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