Primea, newbie MA game (started)

[Hoplosternum]

Work are sending me off to Germany today until Saturday.

I have Dom3 on my PC so I hope I will be able to carry on making my turns. Hopefully I should be able to log in over the network, but I won't know until I try. I will also be able to comunicate with people - but only by pm via this site.

I will only have a couple of short windows to play the game each day.

Sorry for the inconvenience!

[kasnavada]

"A few month later, Rhea found herself relaxing in her home. Home ! Strange word for such a place, yet it had no other name. She had most of what she wanted now : relative peace, an interesting job (for a little more time, she was told).

The events of last months had been hectic at best, but somehow, it worked out fine. The strange men from the Vanheim nation left as she was moving in. And that province really was a treasure to behold : magnificent pines and trees and mountains that rivalled in beauty the forest where she was born.

As soon as she arrived, she was contacted by the local shamans... and they were waiting for her arrival. She took upon herself to start building a temple and a lab, only to have the order come a few days later. A few month later, the locals even build a fortress in her honor.

Truly, this was a magnificent place, blessed by ancient gods..."

[Ylvali]

Cyy Coth, king of atlantis was awakened by a knock on his shell.

- Yarr wazzups? He murmured irritably, for he had enjoyed a most pleasant dream about a young atlantess.

- Eze mass! The servant cried. - Aizz tel ya dem trollkin aahtsid, wasal ee dhoo?

Trolls outside? Cyy Coth flung the shell open and quickly swam along the corals to the rim of the great dome. Yes, indeed. The water was full of sea trolls swarming around hacking at the corals, breaking way fast. This was indeed gruesome as only the kings and their personal servants resided in Atlantis ever since the crusade began, and all troops were gone ashore to secure HER will.

- Garter upz em Kingies naaz eejit! He shouted at his servant, who swam off to wake the other kings.

Cyy Coth sighed heavily, summoning a horde of green bubbles. As much as he hated it, he knew they would have to call HER home to squish the trollkin. Sure he knew she was the mother, Jolkuna, god of the infinite deeps and his love and faith was as great as anyones but still, he prefered when she was far away.

A troll broke a hole in the coral next to him and stuck its head in. Cyy sighed again and waved his hand at it.

- Sheesh bagger ahwf dampazz!

The trolls head silently imploded and drifted away like a red cloud.

[Ylvali]

BTW I really enjoy your stories! It adds a lot of feeling, keep it up.

[StormCrow434]

Although some breathing room had been gained, reports of a terrible menace were coming in from the east. Slimy Subterranean Slugs were being worshipped by humans who had, indeed, fallen far from their former friends.

And fortune favored the fiends! A Fortress was freely constructed by a local fool to curry favor. While the Brethren of Brenflusse, Bountiful Goddess of Rivers, continued to find fortune to be extremely fickle.

So, to WAR! Death to the SSSlugs!

[Shigure]

There were murmurs among the army, Witch Hunter Otun knew. Since Captain Dante had joined, he had led the army of Marignon from victory to victory, and now the troops were camped around the walls of Eriu itself. This should be a time of celebration. But instead the camp wallowed in melancholy.

It was because of Flonne, of course. Otun watched the angel walk slowly through the camp, followed closely by High Inquisitor Malbien. Malbien was clearly trying to strike up a conversation with Flonne, cheer her up, anything, but for naught. Flonne continued walking, not so much as even acknowledging Malbien's presence.

She had been like this ever since the battle of Eriu province. Otun knew not what happened on that day, but ever since Flonne had not said a thing.

"Nobody knows," said one of the soldiers when Otun went asking around, "but I've heard rumours."

The only things that spread through an army faster than dysentery are rumours and gossip, of course, and Otun had heard them all. The most popular opinion was that the sidhe or the other followers of Eriu's monstrous god had placed an affliction on her. Otun found it plausible, but he was more drawn towards a second explanation.

Marignon's greatest losses in that battle had been the cavalry posted on the right flank. After the enemy troops had fled the battlefield, Otun had examined the corpses of the fallen, and found each of them charred as if they were struck by lightning. Otun had witnessed Eriu witches calling forth lightning before, but nothing that could kill so many so quickly. Nevertheless, he thought nothing of it until a week later one of the crossbowmen mentioned that he had seen Flonne, a renowned air mage, fly into the fray on that fateful day... on the right flank.

(Aside: So, yeah, my pretender is now Mute. Aaargh! So much for forging air boosters.)

[ComTrav]

You jerks in your free fortresses...in ULM we do it the old-fashioned way, paying a huge amount of gold and waiting for several turns! We also walk to school uphill, both ways, in the snow, wearing Black Plate,in Drain-3, because that's the way we Ulmsman roll.

Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to announce that fine Ulmish forging will be available to trade with our friends and allies in a few turns. Watch this thread for details.