Thanks Gandalf! That's really helpful. And, since I don't think I've said it already, thanks for hosting this game and dom3minions in general.
Turn 25 is up.
(Probably less necessary for me to begin my posts with this now that we have that status link from Gandalf, but I am a creature of habit.)
The fishmen look to be winning the war on the northern provinces of the frost giants. Atlantis is now sieging both of the indie forts along the coast, having kicked Niefelheim off of the eastern one in prov 60. In the southwest, Niefelheim is also at war with our friends C'Tis, but I am not sure how that is going - it does not yet look conclusive.
And Kailasa has decided to join the fray - sacred troops and human infantry have marched into Niefelheim territory and taken a couple of provinces! We now march on the southern fort of the frost giants!
Unfortunately, some foolish monkey forgot to bring along the bags of endless sustenance. After offering our flying friends in the north our counsel to avoid starvation at all costs, the troops of Kailasa have fallen prey to this very thing in the barren mountain passes that the monkeys must pass through on their way to Niefelheim.
Endless bags of ghee and gulab jamun syrup are being rushed to the front.
A monkey scout has spotted an Abysian expansion force in the south. That isolated fort has finally managed to start expanding. It appears that they have only that one additional province so far, but perhaps they will continue to conquer their neighbors now.
A chittering monkey runner eager to deliver a message to our mages knocked over some volatile substances in a magickal research lab and the whole building went up in flame. This is the 2nd time Kailasa has lost a lab to fire in recent memory. Some discussion with the Yogi researchers about safety precautions may be in order. The markata who caused this has been demoted from runner to mango picker - he now spends his days attached to a long pole that is used by a bandar retired-military-officer-now-gardener who wields the markata-pole for pruning mango trees and picking the harder to reach fruit. If he ever stops chittering excuses and looking to place blame elsewhere perhaps this markata will be allowed to return to his previous profession, but he is currently far from attaining even a modicum of enlightenment.
