Eventide - Random Nations, Late Era (Calmon Wins!)

[Baalz]

Hrumph. The horselords view your squabling with amusement. After the chaos caused by the brief tenure of the mad king (staling the first few turns) our empire must have appeared weak for the palid Agartha slugs attempted a sneak attack, only to find that mere infantry has no chance against the might of the horselords. As the dust kicked up by our mighty riders decended on thier capitol, the overgrown goblin lovers thought they also spied a weakend neighbor and tried to snatch the jewel of the Agartha nation away from us only to find as the slugs before them that even overgrown infantry cannot stand against the pounding hooves of our ancestrial riders. The giant king snivelingly appologized for the attempt, backing away with his tail between his legs after recieving grevious giant casualties. Asking for forgiveness, while with his next breath suggesting that lack of swift retribution would allow him to build a more serious threat for the future. Should you desire a peace after trying to snatch our prize Manuk, you must offer more than words in ransom. Your offer to mount a stiffer attack in the future is not compelling enough to stall my wrath.

Even the undead attempt an appologetic manuever into our territory! Alas Velusion, your appology and promise to remove all troops next turn is rejected as all your troops are slain. Let the lessons of these three nations serve as a warning to all the other feuding fiefdoms, the borders of T'ien Ch'i are agressively defended, and the horselords are not to be trifled with.