Silvan, Running

[AreaOfEffect]

I regret to inform you that the feathered warriors are occupied at the moment. Or rather, occupying. The half-beast monstrosities are still a potential threat to my people.

If the savage races of the forest understand civilized speech, then I congratulate them on their many victories, their numerous accomplishments, and their stern determination. We consider you still a dangerous opponent and knowing full well how wars can turn around, will not take you lightly.

[Wokeye]

Those are some real ugly troops you have there, Ermor heathens! We will take great pleasure in destroying them!

Although our Vans are heavily outnumbered, we will prevail!

[klagrok]

Dont worry--we shall help our friends--the stench of Ermor is overpowering--we prefer the stench of the burning fires to that of unwashed decaying walking flesh..let us rid the world of death.

[IndyPendant]

The Gate has opened! The dead march! None can stop us!

Puny mortals, with your mayfly lives. Foolish pretenders, with your pathetic words hurled at the armies of the One True God. You seek to stop us? It is to laugh! Join together, it is no matter. You shall simply fall together, your misguided minions' fresh-made corpses added to our armies.

--Vitae the Glorious, Lord of the Dead.

[Wokeye]

The hordes of skeletal horsemen attack!

Unfortunately the order to fight was lost in the merry confusion caused by the large volumes of mead that flows from the taverns of the great city that is beseiged.

Maybe next month we may set our dogs on the piles of bones stalking the countryside.

[Wokeye]

450 undead down, only another 2,000+ to go...

At least we have friends (Abysia) to slay them with now!

[klagrok]

Havent checked my turn yet--once I do I can see how many of those stinky ones little my landscape....