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It was a good run! Fun, too.

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I learned things.

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I WON!!!

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Total Members Voted: 7

[Shadowlord]

I was going to offer it whether I won or lost. I take it you're not interested?

[tompliss]

Oh, I am interested. I just don't know whether I should trust you about that.

[Shadowlord]

My assassins have been ordered to leave your Siren alone (and to leave the province).

[tompliss]

Well, I'll have to make sure of that

[Ashsaber]

Meanwhile in Marveni...

"By ClothingDamage, we have done it!"

"Done what?"

"We have sacred bacon!"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

I think by Marveni lore that would make me a heretic.

[tompliss]

... Sacred Bacon ?
(By the way, you forgot to capitalize Bacon. You deserve capital punishment)

[Ashsaber]

I would have, but it's not Prime Sacred Bacon. Just sacred bacon.

It's like...y'know, bacon that's not cooked to perfection, but...blessed.

[Shadowlord]

It seems 4-8 salamander raiding parties are not fully reliable. Some of the time, they go through an entire army like a hot knife through butter. Some of the time, half die and they flee. Some of the time, they all die. Hmm. Maybe 8 with a slave collar? Of course, that won't help in the case where the defenders get lucky and slaughter them all.

[tompliss]

Well, they're high offense/low defence creatures, right ?
So it all come to who attacks first.


[EDIT]
I am not reading about any war (anymore)... WTF ?

[EDIT for turn 15]
Hello Berytos. Seems like I forgot about you when I was trying to guess where were the starting positions...

[Ashsaber]

To: Berytos

The Sacred Smoked Bacon has spoken.

We will now liberate your villages of their heinous shirts and other forms of non-armoric upper body wear.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 armoric is actually a word.  Although it means nothing close to what I want it to mean. Learn something new every day. 

[Shadowlord]

Oceania, we sincerely regret the bloodshed that our militiamen got up to once they found your 41-Ichtysatyr army attempting to sneak through our territory. Truly, you have our sincere condolences for the loss of your 25 Ichtysatyrs. Alas, we have let yet to invent weapons which only stun, rather than kill, or any kind of 'military alliance' allowing safe passage. If only our troops could comprehend such an idea, perhaps it could have been avoided.

Dear Marverni, good luck and best wishes in your quest to liberate Berytos of their shirts! We would join you, especially since Berytos just popped up and grabbed a throne-containing province right next to us, but our God has noted that we should absolutely try to minimize the amount of bloodshed, and of course, the best way to do that may be to do nothing at all, since then nobody will have to kill anyone! What do you think? Sensible, no? Our philosophers appear to think so, but our demon advisers disagree most strenuously. Of course, they aren't in charge, and the word on the street is that our God doesn't much like them!

[tompliss]

Oceania, we sincerely regret the bloodshed that our militiamen got up to once they found your 41-Ichtysatyr army attempting to sneak through our territory.

Well, so much for trying to get the other sea through the shortest path.

[HopFlash]

It was quiet for some time in the corner of the council chamber near the fountain of blood as it looks like the woman meditated while some other entities have their disputes.
But now you feel that there is something wrong going on...
Suddenly the young woman opens her eyes in panic and you see boiling blood all around her. She screams and some stench of burnt skin fills the air. After a too painful long time the young woman collapses motionless.
The council chamber's doors open and two heavy armored guards escort another younger woman to the fountain and exchange the bodies. Nobody of the three seemed disturbed by the situation but mindful observers can see and feel the fear in their walk.

After the new woman kneed in the now normal temperated blood she says with her strong but dainty voice:
"You sad big guy with your shirtless boar-worshipping country bumpkins think that you can reach and take our land without punishment? Your rediculous little land with two fortress and some woods think that you are tall for some war? Funny but think what I have done to my immediate creature and what I will do with every of your commanders. But your blood I will squeeze out of your huge titan body bit by bit and for a long time."
The woman closes her eyes for a long moment and continues:
"Aphros of Oceania, I thought we could come to some friendly agreement and I told you some sensible information and that is your gratitude for that? Not only that you failed to take one of the two attacked provinces you think that this war could not go for long because you want so? I'm not even sure if you fishy things are worth of anger or big attention. Perhaps we will feed you to the lower animals after I ascend the throne."

Silence. The woman looks tensed around the chamber over the silhouettes.

[Edit]

Spoiler: Turn 17 Hall of Fame (click to show/hide)

[tompliss]

You can pour as much blood from your slaves as you want in an ocean, it will always stay blue.

[HopFlash]

"I don't think that I take my valuable slaves...have you ever dropped blood out of a titan or other pretender for ages into an ocean? What do you think are this fountains blood coming from? It would not be the first water to blood conversion I think."