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[Il Palazzo]

Accuracy not guaranteed, use at your own risk.

This lack of accuracy apparently includes marking several of your own provinces as belonging to other players.
Once again you employ your cunning treachery to mislead your neighbours into thinking you're weak and frail. Woe is them who believe thine lies.

Here's a more accurate depitction of at least the bits I know of:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

That blue blot in Hel's territory is not going to last as it's just a single scout besieging their capital. On the other hand, there is probably more blue on the beaches of Yomi.

[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

   The map completely misrepresents my eastern front. I don't have such a solid line. Its mostly just various pokes into bird land along with some loss in there. I must admit though that every time I look at the graph for forts I smile a little.

[sum1won]

Not to mention that probably 4 of the provinces marked as mine belong to Tien Chi.

[EuchreJack]

Lanka still exists, principally in lands attributed to me.

[sum1won]

Just realized that there are no swamps on this map, meaning I can't summon any Nushi.  That will make developing water magic difficult.

[sum1won]

Inidently, if anyone wants to sub for a late-game MA pythium (CBM), looking for one for one of my games.

[E. Albright]

This lack of accuracy apparently includes marking several of your own provinces as belonging to other players.
Once again you employ your cunning treachery to mislead your neighbours into thinking you're weak and frail. Woe is them who believe thine lies.

Heh. Tell me more about how I misrepresented the strategic situation in the south, oh Prince of Liars. Frail is actually a quite good choice of description; the amount of daylight between "occupying" and "holding" is quite relevant.

[E. Albright]

Spoiler: Fluffly Interlude (click to show/hide)

Beneath the Grey Cathedral, the Matron-General fell from her rough pallet as she thrashed awake from another broken night's sleep. It was worse this time, though. From above, croaks and keenings could be heard. She seized her scepter of office and lumbered up towards the central hall.

--

Ctalou and the small Seeker attending him started suddenly as the silent roar exploded out beyond the tower walls. Neither had truly slept the last few nights; the nightmares had been growing worse. As the soundless wave of noise rushed over them, the slight priestess collapsed and the room twisted before the old shambler. He felt reassured, and began to wonder why she had fallen before shaking off the daze that had captured his mind. Something was wrong. What had just happened he did not know, but something was very, very wrong.

--

In the depths, around the Dark Crystal, the night watch of the King's privy council stirred. Something was rising from the deeps. As their lowborn attendants cowered and wailed in incomprehensible tongues, the hulking sorcerers gazed incuriously at the amorphous shape slowly coalescing in the abyss for only a moment before fixing their gazes back as ever on the towering Crystal.

--

Fleshthings crawl beyond the seas
The stars are wrong, but cannot wait
Give them a shell, fears to appease
Fall into line, with quickened hate
Hide still the face, the stars are wrong
The slavelings see not looming fate
The Others rise, and soon grow strong
Their crooning prayers must dissipate
Give foolish children a soothing master
Faith returns, and spears strike faster
Weak souls seek out the siren's song
And swiftly their own doom create

[Mrhappyface]

War in the north!
Why would fish worry about what's out of the ocean? It's not like the sky will fall on them or something...

[EuchreJack]

Congrats to T'ien Chi and Atlantis for the re-emergence of your gods!  I'm sure your neighbors are thrilled...

[EuchreJack]

Llama is broke from Dominion 4 changes.  Hope it gets well soon.

[Il Palazzo]

Spoiler: Fluffly Interlude (click to show/hide)

Beneath the Grey Cathedral, the Matron-General fell from her rough pallet as she thrashed awake from another broken night's sleep. It was worse this time, though. From above, croaks and keenings could be heard. She seized her scepter of office and lumbered up towards the central hall.

--

Ctalou and the small Seeker attending him started suddenly as the silent roar exploded out beyond the tower walls. Neither had truly slept the last few nights; the nightmares had been growing worse. As the soundless wave of noise rushed over them, the slight priestess collapsed and the room twisted before the old shambler. He felt reassured, and began to wonder why she had fallen before shaking off the daze that had captured his mind. Something was wrong. What had just happened he did not know, but something was very, very wrong.

--

In the depths, around the Dark Crystal, the night watch of the King's privy council stirred. Something was rising from the deeps. As their lowborn attendants cowered and wailed in incomprehensible tongues, the hulking sorcerers gazed incuriously at the amorphous shape slowly coalescing in the abyss for only a moment before fixing their gazes back as ever on the towering Crystal.

--

Fleshthings crawl beyond the seas
The stars are wrong, but cannot wait
Give them a shell, fears to appease
Fall into line, with quickened hate
Hide still the face, the stars are wrong
The slavelings see not looming fate
The Others rise, and soon grow strong
Their crooning prayers must dissipate
Give foolish children a soothing master
Faith returns, and spears strike faster
Weak souls seek out the siren's song
And swiftly their own doom create

Something was very, very wrong. No amount of percussive mainentance could remove the static interference from Jeff's 25 inch, widescreen Hitachi crystal ball.
"What a piece of junk! I thought Yomi products were supposed to last longer that the Ti'en Ch'i crap. I thought I was buying quality there!"
Master d'Abysia was in danger of losing transmission of the Caelian Burger Brother show, and the dreadful prospect rapidly eroded his usually calm demeanour. Suddenly, the static abated slightly, only to reveal a shapeless form coalescing in the swirling vortices and eddies of the interference patterns.
"Bwhoa?" sagely inquired Jeff. Then a realisation struck. "I know this nasty mug. It's the Fish! It's the hateful begilled overlord of Atlantis, and he's spoiling my prime time evening entertainment with his unlicensed transmissions! He's gone too far this time. There will be blood, there will be blood!"
The unquotable curses rang in the caves of Smouldercone throughout the better part of the night.

[Jarod Cain]

Looking at that map just reinforces what I thought previously.
My nation's anthem is now Stealers Wheel's Stuck in the Middle.
-J-

[EuchreJack]

Llama is working again.  Good Llama.

[Mrhappyface]

Go home and be a family man, Tien Chi!