Newbie game 2 [Started]

Foodstamp · #1 January 9th, 2007, 03:14 PM

Lord Cathbad,

This message is being sent as we siege the capital of Ulm. It seems a new pretender has usurped the throne of Ulm and that is the reason for the unexpected attacks against our people. He is now holed up in the last stronghold as our forces destroy what is left of the Ulmish kingdom. Everything goes as expected in our war verses the aggressors except for one thing my lord.

A messenger from Rlyeh has come and explained it is not our right to defend our people or be agressive towards those that would attack us. We have been given an ultimatum and our "friends" from the sea seem to have ambitions that are not in the best interests of Pangaea. Last month sir, a fight between our people was adverted by chance that some renegade Ulm rebels retook a province.

I am sure messengers will be sent from Rlyeh to our capital and I thought you should know the complete situation before negotiating. Also my lord, our closest ally has sent messengers to our force saying he will not help us if war is waged between us and Rlyeh. These are dangerous times and our neighbors grow envious of our success.

Haiphastos, Centaur Cohort Commander

Potatoman · #2 January 11th, 2007, 02:07 PM

Pangaea and R'lyeh have patched up their differences without bloodshed. Yay, fluffy bunnies!

LeSquide · #3 January 12th, 2007, 06:51 PM

Currently, Sauromatia finds itself attacked by two countries. It shouldn't be too hard to guess which two.

RamsHead · #4 January 12th, 2007, 08:06 PM

Only three hours left to go Potatoman.

RamsHead · #5 January 15th, 2007, 02:03 AM

It is time Ermor. It is time for destruction, chaos, and death. It is time for blood to be spilled and lives to be lost. For too long the Serpent Kingdom has stood by while your nation has enslaved our brothers and used them as pawns in your deadly game of chess. No more, we say! C'tis declares war upon the filthy nation of the Great City! May your rivers run red and your people burn! The fields of Ermor shall turn black, for death is upon you. It is time Ermor, it is time.

Very Sincerely,
Dingir
Lizard King and Prophet of Sissassuss

Saarud · #6 January 15th, 2007, 10:03 AM

Ermor was attacked by both Ctis and Rlyeh this turn and now we find ourself in a 3 front war. The attacks by both of these nations were performed in very similiar matter by just a few SC slaying my defenceless PD and some legions that was guarding against trespassers.

Ermor will now gather their strenght and fight back the invaders. Ermor calls for any nations bordering these aggressive nations to take action now. If Ermor and our allies Kailasa falls, the lizards of Ctis and the Mindlords of Rlyeh will for certain split the world between them and destroy all the other nations, this is your chance to take action.

Potatoman · #7 January 15th, 2007, 04:18 PM

Several months ago:

There was a sudden blast of light, and consiousness abruptly returned to Tsagosh. He tried to move, tried to blink, but could not. There was an upwelling of panic, and Tsagosh retreated into his memories.

He had been surrounded on the sopping battlefield of Minz, hewing down scores of Ulmish Steel Warriors, but their legion was too vast and his position too exposed. He notched his blade taking the head off a warrior's maul, lost his shield to the constant shower of arrows, and lost his leg to a Ulmish greatsword. The victorious warrior stabbed through one of Tsagosh's hearts and charged off to the front, where the Mind Lords had just taken the field, leaving him to die. And then he had been somewhere else, back in Atlantis. It was as though he had returned to time before his adbuction, before his torture and enslavement at the tentacles of the Mind Lords. It was freedom. Then, suddenly, he was here. Paralyzed, helpless, and once again enslaved.

A wave of panic rose again, but Tsagosh drew strength from the memory of Atlantis, and forced himself to look about his surroundings. The room was large and well lit by candles, and the plumes of warm smoke issuing from them pooled beneath the thatch ceiling like the tentacles of a great gray jellyfish. The candles were placed around a dozen or so giant clay figures, laying upon slabs and attended by a wizened old slave witch.

"Ah, Prophet," said the slave "you're awake. I am Xi, the Golem crafter, your servant. Do not be alarmed. You probably have many questions; unfortunately, I may only answer two. The rest, you should save them for your communion with our master, Sijansur."

"Firstly, I know how you got here. Prophets of the true God aren't easy to come by and, fighting at the front lines like you do, the Mind Lords foresaw that his valuable property might become damaged. So he placed a subtle spell upon you- whenever your body dies, your brain reappears here in my lab. In this very jar, in fact." the slave gestured towards a distressingly small glass jar, similar to the kind fishermen use to store bait.

"Whereupon," the slave continued "this humble servant" a curtsy "is ordered to place it within a new body, a fresh engine of destruction for the heathen. And so I have Obeyed."

Tsagosh tried to reply but could not move his lips.

The mage chuckled. "Secondly, do not be worried. It will take time for your brain to adapt to its new vessel. You shall gain full use of your new body in a few weeks, but it will be necessary to re-train it for combat. I am sure that your master can tell you more than I of His plans for you, but he has hired a strange warrior from T'ien Ch'i to train you in their manner of bare-handed fighting. It sounds exciting."

She grinned, then glanced back towards the other unfinished giants.

"But I have my own tasks to accomplish, and my timetable is short. Try to rest, your holiness, if you can."

As the golem crafter returned to her work, Tsagosh returned to the memories of Atlantis. Someday, he would return.