MP Game - Yarnspinners

[Karacan]

Ermor: Turn 10

A rather cryptic message from the starspawns of R'lyeh was brought to me. Upon some studying, it appears to be an ancient cipher of some sort, in the form of an archaic rhyme once named Haiku. The meaning of the message was not yet deciphered, however I will ponder it some more.

Another sage recruited to fill my researching ranks, another battle won by my proclaimed general. However, the jade amazon tribe of Ordu has successfully repelled my attack there, slaughtering the remaining mercenaries under my command and destroying a few undeads sent their way. I will meet them in greater force next time.

Valgömu, second priest of newly risen Ermor, will stay at the recent battlefield, trying to get a use out of the fallen soldiers while Caractor and [/i]Angmar[/i] are ordered to plunder the pitiful remains of the once vast farmlands.

For I am Noth, and this money will fuel the warmachine needed to liberate this land from its shackles of life.