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[Megam0nkey]

Use Illusions and perhaps a little bribery to convince the Locals that these men are infact a entire squad of Mercenary troops, who brought their own food and can sleep standing upwards, no need to touch them or check on their armor or burn me at the stake. With the illusions applied onto the Undead to protect them from both mobs of angry Peasantry and Anti-undead spells.

[Strif3]

Strife sends a messenger pigeon vulture to ZBridges bearing a disguised message:
"Congratulations on your promotion, my esteemed and fiendish comrade. Do not let your ambition cloud your sense of judgement—a time will come for Avalon to fall, and you will be needed in that time. However, I write to you regarding certain assets^[1] I have recently misplaced. If you do happen to spot them, do make an effort at directing them back to their rightful commander please. -S"

Time for a small side project.
Create and share the means of producing various forms of Alchemical Coffee, including Standard, Lite, Dark, Extra Dark, and Battle. Or if the Avalonians are the tea preferring sort, i can concoct some highly stimulating Alchemical Tea, instead. This should not only allow our troops to be wide awake and full of energy at night when the attack comes, but also allow everyone work overtime in the mean time.

As a side, side project, make various attempts at producing a Cat-Eye Elixir^[2] during downtime. If it works, it should let troops see in the dark without the need for light sources, and might improve the sight of archers...

1.

Having gotten confused on the way and traveled to a very different Avalon initially, I now return with a platoon of small, intelligent and fluffy four-eared space raptors wielding rapid-fire railguns in tow.

(6) Strife shows with THREE platoons of space raptors. The citizens, mistaking them for some newfangled breed of fiend, form a mob and chase them out. They decide to join up with the Fiendlord instead.

2. DOES NOT include actual eyes of felines in it's recipe. Presentation of slit pupils in one consuming is no cause for alarm.

[ZBridges]

Over the course of the month, a letter written in fiendish script finds its way into Strife's possession.

“I shall keep an eye out for your mutinous units, but I would advise you to temper your expectations, as my command may not last long, and the Fiendlord's army is vast. May the Heart of Light protect you and yours in this war and in the wars to come.”

[Egan_BW]

Meditate in the middling bog, cultivating inner power from within and from without.

[Demonic Gophers]

Call upon my most loyal contacts in the deep tunnels to excavate a series of pit traps, which will collapse under heavy siege engines.  My deep-dwelling friends despise warlords who use enslaved forces in battle; if they aren't too busy dealing with trouble from their winged cousins to spare a group for long-term deployment, then the presence of numerous angry subterranean rodents with knives and blasting charges should also make any tunneling attempts by the Fiendlord's armies both futile and deadly.

[BlackPaladin99]

He has not reached his limit, even if it requires psychogenetic augmentation to get to the desired strength!

[Elephant Parade]

- June -
Seven Months Until the Fiendlord's Invasion

Convince the men to rebel and march on the Fiendlord's current capital.

(3) One brave squad of zombies, tired of the ghouls getting all the good brains, makes the trek. They get as far as the palace wall before being blasted to smithereens by VILE FIENDMAJIX. The next week, an inquisitor knocks on Bridges' door.

Go around the wall and repair and reinforce any bits that need it.

(5) Zultan starts by filling the giant hole left by Egan's laser. But why stop there? This wall is centuries old! It's full of missing stones and irritating, climber-friendly bumps! No, a proper wall is as sleek and unforgiving as a mountain! He gets to work. When he's done, the wall is so perfect that upon seeing it, the elderly Chief Mason passes away on the spot, knowing he has nothing left to do in this world.

Use Illusions and perhaps a little bribery to convince the Locals that these men are infact a entire squad of Mercenary troops, who brought their own food and can sleep standing upwards, no need to touch them or check on their armor or burn me at the stake. With the illusions applied onto the Undead to protect them from both mobs of angry Peasantry and Anti-undead spells.

(4) They buy it. "But could you please tell them to bathe?"

Strife sends a messenger pigeon vulture to ZBridges bearing a disguised message:
"Congratulations on your promotion, my esteemed and fiendish comrade. Do not let your ambition cloud your sense of judgement—a time will come for Avalon to fall, and you will be needed in that time. However, I write to you regarding certain assets^[1] I have recently misplaced. If you do happen to spot them, do make an effort at directing them back to their rightful commander please. -S"

Time for a small side project.
Create and share the means of producing various forms of Alchemical Coffee, including Standard, Lite, Dark, Extra Dark, and Battle. Or if the Avalonians are the tea preferring sort, i can concoct some highly stimulating Alchemical Tea, instead. This should not only allow our troops to be wide awake and full of energy at night when the attack comes, but also allow everyone work overtime in the mean time.

As a side, side project, make various attempts at producing a Cat-Eye Elixir^[2] during downtime. If it works, it should let troops see in the dark without the need for light sources, and might improve the sight of archers... (Remember, one action per turn!)

(6) Potent, rapid-acting, and quite tasty, this new invention proves popular among test subjects. Seeing its effects, the whole army wants in, and a substantial portion of the citizenry besides. Strife continues to ration it, but a soldier secretly copies the recipe and begins to bootleg it at home. Others soon do the same. Within the month, the entire population of Avalon is hopped up on coffee 24/7. Nobody has slept in a week.

Meditate in the middling bog, cultivating inner power from within and from without.

(4) The lack of wildlife has a silver lining: no distractions! With nothing to interrupt their meditations, Egan quickly unlocks the secrets of earth, water, and wood, becoming a Wetland Wizard!

Call upon my most loyal contacts in the deep tunnels to excavate a series of pit traps, which will collapse under heavy siege engines.  My deep-dwelling friends despise warlords who use enslaved forces in battle; if they aren't too busy dealing with trouble from their winged cousins to spare a group for long-term deployment, then the presence of numerous angry subterranean rodents with knives and blasting charges should also make any tunneling attempts by the Fiendlord's armies both futile and deadly.

(6) Success! Unfortunately, the overenthusiastic gophers leave the earth so tunnel-ridden that not even a wagon can pass overtop. The economic implications are dire!

He has not reached his limit, even if it requires psychogenetic augmentation to get to the desired strength!

(5) Black activates his enhancer for what will be, one way or another, the final time. He unleashes his new nanokinesis on his own genes, evolving his brain beyond human limits! Even so, he can feel the strain growing. At last, as his psyche begins to break, he gains the mental strength to withstand the enhancer.

Spoiler: Heroes (click to show/hide)

Black, Psion of the Fifth Noosphere (Amplified, Evolved)
Bridges, Third Sergeant of the Lifeeater Division
Devastator, Aide to the Blade
Egan, Wetland Wizard
Gophers
Imp
M. Monkey & Disguised Skeletons (501)
Strife
Zultan, Masonic Prodigy

Spoiler: Defenses (click to show/hide)

1,000 Sleepless Soldiers
...And 400 More
Flawless Wall
The Nameless Blade of Kerr
Dry Moat With Some Sticks In It
Altered Avalonians
Magic Sigils Across Moat From Main Gate
Various Bioweapons
Myriad Gopher Tunnels

Intel: The Heart of Light lies in the center of the city. It is kept at the top of the great tower that rises from Castle Camelot.

It is now July. Six months remain. What do you do?

[Strif3]

Now that everyone, including I myself, are greatly over-caffeinated, it's time to continue with my real project: directed transformation.
And i have the perfect subjects for the initial trials. Since we'll clearly need air-cavalry anyway, i'll Attempt to turn some of Avalon's horses into pegasi!

[Megam0nkey]

Assure them that smell just comes with the Mercenary lifestyle, then go to the tallest mountain in the Region, and commune with the winds of magic to learn their secrets and master my craft.

[ZBridges]

Tell the inquisitor that it was none other than Typhon that was behind the rebellion, who should be apprehended immediately.

[Demonic Gophers]

Enchant some of the defending soldiers' armor.  It should detect hostility - lighting up anyone and anything that seeks to harm the wearer with spectral flames, to deny them the shelter of darkness.  If possible, it should also drain magic from nearby hostile undead, purifying this energy to heal the wearer if they are injured and strengthen them if they are not.  However, it's more important to get enough armor enchanted to broadly distribute it among the defenders than to apply both effects.  Hopefully this will go faster than the trap-sigils, since I can enchant more than one suit of armor at a time.

[King Zultan]

Now that the wall is perfected it is time to work on the keep by repairing and reinforcing anything that requires it.

[Devastator]

We have bioweapons.  Now, we need Giant Ballistae.

Make it so.  Giant Ballistae go!

[BlackPaladin99]

Great!  Now all I have to do is supersize my amplifier to the point where, although I can still completely withstand it as I can now, it is even more effective!  I am thinking something face sized, maybe that I can wear as a mask? 

((What power scale is my character now exactly?  As in, what are the limits of his power?))

[Kakaluncha]

Go into the wilds, and start comuning with the spirits of nature, the fae, and whoever is interested in chatting. Surely they could prove to be powerful allies?