Principe - EA Machiavellian newbie game - Game started!

[Ephraim]

Aaargh! Just figured I'd let you all in on my latest 'wall of shame' entry. I launched a large army into a battle where I knew I needed superior numbers to win. I think I had enough to win...but what did I do? I forgot that half of my troops were stealthy, and they snuck in, didn't participate in the big battle, then were found individually and slaughtered!

Aaargh!


p.s. Sorry I haven't been as chatty lately as earlier in the game. I'm a grad student and my semester has been pretty busy this last month. I've had a lot of fun...even though I feel like I'm about to be slaughtered any minute...

[Illuminated One]

Good you're here, I have sent you a PM yesterday.


edit:
And something as a nice side note:
When you are besieging a castle barbarians will not attack when the barbarian event happens on the castle. It looks like they pool up and strike when a decision is reached. Very weird.

[Illuminated One]

Something I forgot:

The other games are slowing down hosting because of thanksgiving.
If you are away in the next time or can't play your turns just PM me or write a line here.
As long as the turns are coming in I'll keep the hosting interval as it is.

[lwarmonger]

It looks like Sauromata's war against the Agarthans is (finally) beginning to draw to a close. The Abysians remain remarkably resiliant however, fighting Agartha, Ulm, Miclan and Sauromatia in turn (although now the noose is tightening, the Abysians being saved only by Sauromatia's "Agartha first" policy and the full scale war that has broken out between Mictlan and Ulm).

Just for histories sake, Sauromatia would like to make it known that we primarily relied on easily mass produced androphag archers with limited cavalry support to hold Abysia down to mere acceptable territorial conquests (the wastes Abysia pushed into hadn't been searched for magic sites yet and had negligable incomes) while the vast bulk of our army attacked Agartha. Given the fight that the AI has put up, I would say that things were probably about even between the Agarthan-Abysian Alliance on one hand and the Sauromatian Empire on the other when the human players bailed.

[Illuminated One]

*Excerpt from the journal of a druid*

This was a good month, maybe. At least it could have been worse. They say the last castle of the Eagle Kings has been stormed and the war is over at last.
And finally they have given me some of the items I asked for done the ritual I designed. The stars shine brighter then ever now. There are countless stars that could not be seen that are now clearly visible, as I exected. This will help me to understand the patterns they follow. The patterns that everything follows. There is no magic of earth or life as they are thinking the source of all magic - of all movement - are the stars.
They don't understand how important my studies are. So many resources were by their war efforts and I have to fight for every single coin to fund my research. Where could I have been now if I had just been given what I need.
Even now as the wounded are moving home from the castles of Caelum they are discussing war plans again. "To keep the balance in the world". What is the point of this. War will not solve anything. I will againdiscuss it with them tonight and prove that there will come no good from a new war - but I fear they will not listen. Again I will have to study alone with what is left after the warlords have take what they want.
My only comfort is that future generations will thank me - and the wine.


Come on someone else write something up, this is fun.

[Mithras]

In the spirit of following the leader.
The battle for Korrmark, From the historic records of the Council of Ice
The legion attacked at dawn. Accompanied by a city full of pagan mages and a host of medium cavalry. Even though caught at unawares the militia marched out to meet them, desperate to protect their new found homes. The Niefel stayed back, praying to Theag led by the Godes. Fjun, commander of the east, slayer of the winged ones, stood a little way from the rest of the group. His jaw had been torn asunder in a previous skirmish and he muttered arcane incantations with great pain.
The battle field was an old one countless men had died in the recent battles. The magi of Ermor, some who were living a second life brought about unnaturally rites and depraved rituals, used this to their advantage. Those who had been buried long ago were forced to rise against their will.
The militia surged forward, meeting the Ermorian legion head on. But they were made helpless by bonds of living fire. Meanwhile the cavalry of Ermor had outflanked the main body, they were met by the Niefel giants, who suffered casualties in the first charge but slowly put the riders to flight. At this moment Fjun leapt into the air with a disfigured roar, setting down in the midst of the legion and sending men flying with an enchanted blade which was whirled so fast it was beyond mortal sight. A wight stood against the great giant’s onslaught and by some uncanny luck nicked him with a wicked blade. Not only was Fjun moving as fast as the wind but he was aging at a great rate. At first he just grew stronger, but slowly, as the hours past he became weakened. All the while the main body of giants was fighting their way towards him. Finally it was too much for Fjun who once again took to the air, living to fight another day. Though their leader was gone the Niefel though on bravely, eventually putting the Ermorians to flight.

Now I’ve finished boasting about the epic battle time for the real story.
The alliance between Druids and Jarls had been such that some druids had come to worship Theag, while so Jarls had come to worship the god of the tribes. There were few such druids, but they were all wise. They were permitted into the great temple of Theag, where the likeness of him in stone was honoured, only in the hour of greatest darkness each month. It was at such an hour that a solitary druid knelt in prayer to Theag. Suddenly the statue crumbled, leaving only its outline in dust. Curious the druid stepped onto the altar. A strange wind blew coating the druid with the dust of the venerated statue. The druid blinked, suddenly his mind was gone and in its place... Theag had awoken. The first order of business was to find the eldest of the Skratti and hanging them for not recognising that they worshipped a prison...

[Tifone]

Wow, you guys have numbers, great writing, thanks for the great stories and for keeping this alive

[Mithras]

As IO said, it's great fun.
It's a pity Spitz had to go, he wrote something too.
Oh and I was meaning to write the bottom thing for quite a while, but never got round to it.

[Tifone]

Yay, the thing about your guys venerating in fact the prison of your god was a blast Wow, probably with the strenght of their prayer towards it they even reinforced the prison!

Great that the druids (well, not actually but still ) helped ya breaking free. Maybe will this reinforce your alliance?

[Mithras]

I designed my pretender as a druid for the minmaxing... then we made an allaince and I thought, yay I now have an excuse.

Yeah just a little bit of a thing about some of religions ironies... Dominions is full of them