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[EagleV]

Spoiler: Atril (click to show/hide)

"Well? Do I have to go first again? Does anyone even have the courage to play before me? Or do you think basing your actions upon those before you will increase your chances of victory? I had thought somebody would have played by now. Someone would have been brave enough to preceed the others in announcing his actions. Or are you too busy forming hidden alliances with everyone else, only to backstab them all when it works for you? Well, here's a little something to help you guys decide on a move: you've got 2 hours left."

Spoiler: Bay (click to show/hide)

Niru stood at the very top of the world, or so it seemed. Of course, many mountains were much higher than this hill, but from where she was, only endless miles of flat landscapes were visible. The hill was an exception, almost as if someone had placed it there to provide a good overview of the surrounding lands. And what lands! Plains and forests as far as the eye could see, filled to the brim with animals and fruits, with wood and clay, and undoubtedly metal underground. And the best part? The bay right before her. It was a big lake, only touching the sea several miles to the east, with an island seperating the entrance. Not only was it filled with fish, it would also protect the docks from all storms the sea could throw at them. And thus, Nuri planted the flag she was holding in the ground and shouted: "Set up camp! This is our new home!" When the crowd downhill began to cheer, Nuri felt pure excitement rushing through her veins. She, Niru, had led the Mitharim to new lands, and would continue to do so for the rest of her life.

Spoiler: Turn (click to show/hide)

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⌂⌂.♣♣.≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂≈≈
⌂...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣.≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈..♣≈≈≈≈≈....≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♣♣▲≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈..N≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
⌂♣♣...≈≈n♣♣♣≈≈≈≈...|
▲⌂.≈≈≈≈≈≈♣R♣≈≈≈≈G.♣|
⌂A♣..≈≈≈≈♣♣.≈≈≈≈..t|
⌂♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈┐..♣♣|
♣r≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈─#.♣♣T|
♣t..≈≈≈≈B≈≈≈≈♣└───≡┘
♣.M≈≈≈b.^≈≈≈≈♣..~~|~
♣♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈...~|~
..♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣≡|~
⌂...|.≈≈≈♣.≈≈≈≈⌂..|.
○─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂≡⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂


The settlers form into a city size 2.

[mission0]

Spoiler: Back to home (click to show/hide)

After much arguing with Tremb, Yith finally agreed to head home. It has been a long while since any had seen their own families and Yith was missing his own daughter in fact. Also he could tell Shikra about the Artificer's

Spoiler: None to friendly (click to show/hide)

Rone hurried to where two of the soldiers were squaring off, fighting for dominance in the army as it was. There were no ranks however, only Rone at the head and any fighting had to be put off.

He quickly came upon them since a small circle had surrounded them pointed at where the fight was. Pushing through the crowd, Rone knocked one of the combatants down then turned to the other as he ran away through the crowd at the sight of him. He had already seen him however and could find him later easily. Turning back to the one at hand however Rone quickly expelled him from the military. The trouble maker trudged off as well as the crowd dispersed soon after.

Rone watched the wolf walk off, making a mental note to talk to Shikra about policing.

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⌂⌂.♣♣.≈≈≈≈⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂≈≈
⌂...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣.≈
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≈≈≈≈≈≈..N≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
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▲⌂.≈≈≈≈≈≈♣R♣≈≈≈≈G.♣|
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⌂♣.r≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈┐..♣♣|
♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈─#.♣♣T|
♣t..≈≈≈≈B≈≈≈≈♣└───≡┘
♣.M≈≈≈b.^≈≈≈≈♣..~~|~
♣♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈...~|~
..♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣≡|~
⌂...|.≈≈≈♣.≈≈≈≈⌂..|.
○─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂≡⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

Army grows to size 2, token used to bring city back to size 5.

[Mel_Vixen]

Turn reserved. writing rp right now. Got a change in my shifts - rp update tomorow. Token number 4 goes to Akroma. I guess EJs city gets removed. If so i call dibs on the destruction part.

Spoiler: Games within Games (click to show/hide)

"I move my Minotaurs 2 fields North on the first Map. At the same time i use the tunnel at the cartago-cross on map 5 to move my fleet onto map 6. Then i produce 3 more Knights at the Imperial city on map 2."

"Heck good turn." Torias glanced at the small number of maps. Many tokens in different colours and forms were strewn over them. "How do you keep track of all those stuff?" 

"Its easy enough." Harlan replied.

"Torias, Harlan? I intervene by rerouting the tunnel network to map 4 - Ice-lake. Then i use these drakes - " Karren pointed to a small blue piece " - to attack the Minotaurs. On the map 2 i attack Torias city 'Storm-razor' by casting a earthquake. "

Dices rolled over the table. The fleet of Harlan was eliminated immediately as it crashed onto the glacier and he lost also some of the Minotaurs. Torias used some of his druids to counter the earthquake.

"Heh nice try Karren." Torias said.

"Atleast it keeps you busy." She replied.

"How does your own game go?" asked Harlan.

Torias sighted "Looks like two civs are out. One Already wiped from the map and the other will be wiped soon i guess. Apart from that i think it works well enough."

"The Suin get removed right? Something keeps Romin from entering the city and we hadnt heard anything from theyr scouts."

"You are right Harlan. Theyr god has retreated as it seems. Sadly i have to say."

"Better for us i say." Karren added.

"Yes i asume so. Anyway back to the game. Its actually pretty interesting. In most things like our God-games."

"Thats because we used it before to plan battles." Harlan mentioned.

"Eran used us for this. We planed Battles and wars that raged over continents and even worlds. He was a calculating bastard that liked to outsource the calculating. Nevertheless our planning became a game with time as he began to create  new Minions that were more suited for war. A war we had which we had  forseen. Turn end?"

"Turn end." The two males agreed.

"The rules and Abilities of every single token orientate on real live  examples. Some abilitys are randomized thought like certain traits of your druids  torias. We have introduced that to represent a bigger number of individuals and to get a bit more randomness."

And so the played for 3 hours only pause the game as the dawn came.


"Hey Karren. How where your days?" were the words with which Argin stated his participation on the com-ring.

"Gah dont ask. I lost a number of drakes destroyed 2 citys, moved a entire Mountain to another plane to change the weather there but forgot that there are vicious bests located on said mountain which in turn cause trouble now."

"I see you were playing 'Duel of deities and Kingdoms'?"

"Yes." Karren sighted "Harlan is hard to come by and Torias abuses almost the abilitys of his tokens. Not to mention that he broadened our Creature base by over 3000 examples. He had a 'Basilisk' a big beast that turned a Ancient fire dragon into stone."

"Sounds interesting. Anyway i wanted to thank you for the plans you did send us. The Monastery becomes slowly inhabitable. Also we have made the first load of stone ready. We also have found a good iron-vein."

"Good to here." Karren yawned "I think we can send the other transporters up to you."

"Thanks but Karren i suggest you go to bed. You sound really tired. We can do the briefing tomorrow too."

"Thanks" she smiled tired "We will do that."

[Poltifar]

Akroma's internet is broken, she'll be missing some days of BotG. But that is no reason to let it die!

Spoiler: The Diplomat (click to show/hide)

Dencath was non too happy to be joining this gorgon person/thing on its return to its homeland. It *seemed* peaceful and civilized enough, but he couldnt help but feel... suspicious... even afraid around it. It just looked too strange, and was always composed no matter what supposedly new sights it beheld in the glorious city of Neovicis.

None the less, his supperiors had commanded him to be a diplomat, and he had no way to skirt that order. Thus, he patiently awaited the day he'd have to leave with a small group of rowers and diplomats. Though, he didnt just idly twiddle his thumbs. He also worked on his own personal project... As he was loath to go to this unknown city full of monsters and snakewomen without a capable golem escort, yet he was unable to get the too-heavy iron golems unto the boat, he worked on a new kind of automaton, one suited for exactly this task...

Spoiler: Settlers (click to show/hide)

Neovicis, as great a city as it may be, was already getting waaay too overcrowded. The Artificers, living a luxurious and full life, did not care a bit. But the people living in the surrounding slums could not take it any longer. Thus began the exodus of a large group of people, mostly poor peasants and footsoldiers, accompanied by a few artificers unwillingly chosen to oversee the move to a new land. They decide to head south, seeing mountains in the north and west, and having seen sea to the east.

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⌂...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣.≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈..♣≈≈≈≈≈....≈≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♣♣▲≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈..N≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
⌂♣♣...≈≈n♣♣♣≈≈≈≈...|
▲⌂.≈≈≈≈≈≈♣R♣≈≈≈≈G.♣|
⌂A♣..≈≈≈≈♣♣.≈≈≈≈..t|
⌂♣.r≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈┐..♣♣|
♣a≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈─#.♣♣T|
♣t..≈≈≈≈B≈≈≈≈♣└───≡┘
♣.M≈≈≈b.^≈≈≈≈♣..~~|~
♣♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈...~|~
..♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣≡|~
⌂...|.≈≈≈♣.≈≈≈≈⌂..|.
○─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂≡⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

1 token used to create army and move it south. The first army remains in Neovicis.

[Mel_Vixen]

Ok Guys. I have enough. I announce:

TURN 7

[mission0]

*wow down to page 3? anyways*

Spoiler: On the sea (click to show/hide)

Yith looked at the implanted tree, it was almost as they had left it. It had grown a bit, and it was taller but the it was still servicable to get them back home.

Tremb quickly chanted to the tree, and the Giwab looked on as the roots folded into the tree and it fell sideways into the ship that they were familiar with. Then after hauling it back towards the sea and waiting for the tide to come in, the pushed off into the Ocean.

Spoiler: Frustration (click to show/hide)

Rune was becoming more and more frustrated with the ever growing army, they were growing more restless and always talked of going off to war somewhere. He always pitied them since he knew they would never want to go to war if they knew what it was like, but they kept up their protests of boredom.

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⌂...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣.≈
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≈≈≈≈≈≈≈♣♣▲≈≈≈≈≈≈..⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈..N≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.....⌂≈
⌂♣♣...≈≈n♣♣♣≈≈≈≈...|
▲⌂.≈≈≈≈≈≈♣R♣≈≈≈≈G.♣|
⌂A♣..r≈≈≈♣♣.≈≈≈≈..t|
⌂♣..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈┐..♣♣|
♣a≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈─#.♣♣T|
♣t..≈≈≈≈B≈≈≈≈♣└───≡┘
♣.M≈≈≈b.^≈≈≈≈♣..~~|~
♣♣...≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈...~|~
..♣.≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈.♣♣≡|~
⌂...|.≈≈≈♣.≈≈≈≈⌂..|.
○─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂≡⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

[Mel_Vixen]

reserved - because i am not sober right now