[Anaconda]

What unspeakable secrets the deepest abyss of the sea withhold, the commander Mganga never discovered. The stench became unbearable and even the poison resistant, giant spiders needed to escape. The army marched south, away from the suspicious shores. The prophet Johannes Kurkunkastaja met them later that month him self.

The foul vapors caused by dead, rotting fish were almost gone. However, a new threat was rising from north-east. The thousand eyes of Machaka had alarmed priest-lords. 1-eyed giants were approaching the Machaka allies, defenceless smallfolk. Envoys were equipped with a banner of peace; giants surely possesed no threat to fearsom Machaka archers but because no-1, not even Johannes, knew what terrors were lurking in West and South, it was considered safe to try and contact with these giant olms.

The message said:

Greetings, Nur-i Tagh and you other olms. We the humble spider-folk would like to reason with you. March no further, for the small village called Glimmering Fields belongs to our sphere of influence. If you halt there where you have camped at the moment, we shall consider that an offer of friendship and it wont go unheeded. Machaka people has long memory, and their friendship is eagerly wanted gift from the nature herself.

With prayers and exitement Machaka shamans, the commander Mganga and the prophet him self sent the envoys to meet up with these strange beings from the deepest corners of the earth.