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[lijacote]

That outdated topic is driving me nuts.

[Margrave]

That outdated topic is driving me nuts.

To be fair, if judging by what Boksi may have meant when he had to stop playing his Dom4 game then it could be completely accurate.
But I could also be completely wrong. How's the rebel stomping going folks?

[Boksi]

Actually I can still play. But I'm having some slight problems, should've posted about that earlier.

It's a problem with the password. For some reason I can't type in r. I pus the r button on my keyboard but it doesn't register. I know the keyboard itself works, so I don't know why it's doing that.

[Karlito]

I think I had a similar problem on a different game some time ago. Try alt-tabbing out and refocusing the window in a variety of ways; I think that eventually solved it for me.

[Margrave]

Hey folks, I'm going to be gone at least until the 29th due to the holidays over here. So take your time with your turns because I won't be able to send in Hawkwood until then. Sorry but family being what it is I have to take the time off.

[RedKing]

No worries. The turn is with me, but Santa brought me gastroenteritis for Christmas Eve, so I'm not gonna be getting to my turn very soon...

[Zrk2]

Turn sent.
Haven't seen any Symbiot incursions in my neck of the woods.

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"Welkommen gentlemen, to my modest abode," gestured the rather plump Nobleman to the group that assembled before him.

Having provided that absolute barest of civility, he returned to devouring the sumptuous banquet laid out for his enjoyment alone. In between bites of poached emerald eggs and jade ham slices he garbled out, "I trusht yursh eshpedshin was a sushesh?"

The Expedition Captain enthusiastically nodded, "Yes milord, the rebels were completely routed and the ruins they inhabited leveled to the ground. But the real success was when we cleared out their leader's lair and discovered a wondrous artifact!"

The Governor of Ravenna hastily gulped and sputtered out, "Well out with it! Is it Second Republic Tech? Or perhaps a relic of the Prophet Zebulon?"

"Even better milord! We have found the Mirror of Forgiveness! It's said to possess the ability of making the other Great Houses like you!"

The rotund Ruler of millions burped his incredulity and seized the mirror to gaze into its depths, "Bah! this petty trinket would only work against the most dull or poorly programmed into actually liking...hmm, by the Pancreator my chins do look magnificent today..."

It's like a stupid baron Harkonnen.

No worries. The turn is with me, but Santa brought me gastroenteritis for Christmas Eve, so I'm not gonna be getting to my turn very soon...

But now how will I read funny updates? JK, get better.

[Ghazkull]

cough

[Margrave]

cough

I would get that looked at. Whooping cough is serious business in the Year of Our Lord the Pancreator 4960.

Not because it's a deadly disease, because Avestite Inquisitors think you're possessed by demons.

[RedKing]

Finally felt well enough to run my turn.

Also, I still have no option to recruit any mercs in my starports. So I had to swallow my pride and pay those Leagueheim jackals for some raw resources to get my factories up and running.


Also also, I brought the overwhelming bulk of the Li Halan navy to Icon to crush the pirate Belial's carrier....but I can't see it. D:

[Karlito]

Turn sent on. Nothing much I feel like reporting.

[Margrave]

So, how was the holidays? Did everyone properly venerate our Prophet Zebulon and oppress the serfs?

[Ghazkull]

"Reports of losses are still coming in but it seems the Ascorbite hives won't stop with their attacks, especially since we took over the Northern Hives. The Drones have resorted to Guerilla Warfare in the Southern Jungles and our men are having a hard time rooting them out...your orders?"

Fight fire with fire. Bring in Etyri War Wings.


So yeah, it appears Ascorbite Drones can spawn from nowhere or have some hidden base i haven't discovered yet. At the same time Xeno Psychology gives you a variets of Xenos which double as tanks, ships and lets not forget Etyri War Wings, which at a horrendous cost take on Decados Kossacks in strength and can fly...also you can hire weird technicians which do the same as your standard engineers.

also turn sent

[RedKing]

Yeah, but I figure Xeno Psych is probably on the Church's top 5 list of things to proscribe.

In knowing the mind of a monster, ye shall become a monster thyself.

[Margrave]

Turn Sent.
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"Monopols."

Sir Horace Bluddenberry winced at the wrath injected into that one simple word.

"You mean to tell me that once my idiot cousin managed to destroy the irreplaceable technology the enemy possessed in that alien ruin, once he bumbled and got him and his battalion infected from some demon spawned plague, the only worthwhile discovery he managed to not have blow up in his face was a "trove" of MONOPOLS?!"

Sir Horace wiped his brow with a very fine kerchief and replied to the imposing figure sitting before him in the command chair of the Hawkwood Defender Warspite,
"Y-Yes m'lord Baron. He demands that-"

"He DEMANDS?"

"H-He requests that you send help for him immediately before the alien sickness weakens him further."

The figure stood before the assembly of Officers attending at the bridge and threw the very badly bent Scepter he had been gripping and roar out, "If he wants help so badly then I, the duly appointed Baron Walter Hawkwood, shall give him some medicine of my own!"

Leaping ahead the red-faced Noble known as the Shattersword (for the sheer number of weapons he has broken on enemy shields and faces) pushed aside the ensign at the forward main gun array console and began inputting firing coordinates.

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LET IT BE KNOWN THAT THE WORLD OF GWYNNETH IS HEREBY QUARANTINED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

No ships not bearing House Hawkwood sigil may land until the plague has burnt itself out. For the safety of the Galaxy.