D-day came and went, and we were lucky enough to beat plain PDs all along the coast, hurray!
Our massive horde of equipped thugs that have landed on the coast can be counted on one hand with two fingers chopped off (or 1 finger chopped off if you count a half gimped thug)! Truly this is a frightening horde that will overwhelm all opposition!
Our strategist suggest that much of Fomorian resources are diverted to defense against other nations, hence the surprising lack of defenses on the coast; or that this is a ploy to draw us in before counter-attacking. Nonsense the queens say! All fear the might of mighty reef dwellers (okay there's a sprinkle of pillars and magical beasts
).