Bouh suffers a defeat, at the hands of the Internet Janitor
Report by Bouh:
Well, all was fine. It was a continental map and I bought 2 dwarven cities, one on the east and one on the west. I was on the south middle east side of the map.
I just conquered an undead dwelling and was heading west, and my second army just goes out to explore the west too. My scout explored all the west and there was only a couple of cities in the north and lot of treasures.
And then, out of nowhere, he took my capital, coming from the road who was coming from the west in the middle of the map.
And then, I lost myself. Then, each and every decision I would take would dig my grave a little more.
First, as he was razing my capital, I assaulted him with my second army eventhough my chances were close to nothing (he had his leader, a hero, a gryffon rider and some animals). Of course, I lost, yet I managed to kill the griffon.
My capital lost, instead of rebuilding and hunting his leader down or harassing his cities, I went berzerk and send all I had left to assault his capital.
When I arrived, he had conquered my eastern town and had a full army in his capital. So instead of conquering his town 2 days north, I attacked the capital. I had some chances, but I screwed up.
Congratulation to The Internet Janitor.
I just conquered an undead dwelling and was heading west, and my second army just goes out to explore the west too. My scout explored all the west and there was only a couple of cities in the north and lot of treasures.
And then, out of nowhere, he took my capital, coming from the road who was coming from the west in the middle of the map.
And then, I lost myself. Then, each and every decision I would take would dig my grave a little more.
First, as he was razing my capital, I assaulted him with my second army eventhough my chances were close to nothing (he had his leader, a hero, a gryffon rider and some animals). Of course, I lost, yet I managed to kill the griffon.
My capital lost, instead of rebuilding and hunting his leader down or harassing his cities, I went berzerk and send all I had left to assault his capital.
When I arrived, he had conquered my eastern town and had a full army in his capital. So instead of conquering his town 2 days north, I attacked the capital. I had some chances, but I screwed up.
Congratulation to The Internet Janitor.
who then in turn is defeated, by Leon Feargus (undefeated)
Report by Leon Feargus:
This is the tale of Hashtak Tweed, the progressive orcish engineer who is specialized in intel and communication-networks. Lady Tweed was sent to investigate unknown lands to see if they were fit for expansion of the Commonwealth empire. Using her spying machinery she was able to locate many specific points of interest. But the lands were also cluttered with monsters and brigands.
Many sites were occupied by inferior sentinels who ran at the mere sight of mylady’s forces. Hashtak felt no need to hunt down the fleeing guards. After all, she was not here to do bloody battle, she was here to bring stability. It was only when she encountered a fey dwelling that she resorted to violence, in her own words:”I despise those pesky fairies and their abominable elf-friends.” Around that time a town of human pioneers in the east joined her cause after she had exterminated a flock of monsters which had claimed their mining area.
In the west, scouts had reported sights of dragons. This was particularly interesting, so Lady Tweed sent a hero to investigate. While expanding northward, other scouts had spotted grim-beaked crows.
It became clear that a Rogue Lord was seeking to envelop these lands and by the looks of it it was not one commited to the task of bringing stability. This fact did mildly upset mylady. But, then again, progress would not stop for one despicable Lordship.
The dragons turned out to be in a rough spot. An impressive army of Archon Revenants were out to destroy them. Hashtak’s orders were to annihilate the damned in hope of a favor from the dragons… And so it happened that two full batallions of brave Orcs were sacrificed, leaving only one single spearman and the Archdruid Human heroin alive. All those valuable lives were exchanged for one priceless Icedragon.
The druid and the dragon got along quite well and ravaged through the area like dolphins through a school of sardines. The remaining independant dragons, however, were harassed by a pack of wild giants. Another hero turned up at the site with a musketeer and a flametank, heralding the end of those giants and the submission of the dragons lair.
From this moment on, expanding both west and east went without much trouble and without heavy losses. But… the northern borders were not secured and from this direction the enemy came forth! The Draconian Lord, Magwa Hearteater had not been idle and came upon the capital in full force. The capital was besieged, and laid to waste.
In a dire effort to save at least the humans, who had shown most willing to participate in the Commonwealth’s program, almost all armies made haste to return to the scene of the crime. The interception succeeded. Lady Tweed, the dragon, wyverns, orcs, heroes, drones, all played their part. And yet the victory was achieved predominantly because of the assistance of… fairies. In her own words:”Gosh, those fairies! Don’t you just love them?”
The Rogue Lord never recovered from this battle and a fortnight later he wisely chose to abandon the land and handed it over to the now annointed as purely good Lady Tweed, so that she might bring balance, stability and prosperity to its inhabitants.
Many sites were occupied by inferior sentinels who ran at the mere sight of mylady’s forces. Hashtak felt no need to hunt down the fleeing guards. After all, she was not here to do bloody battle, she was here to bring stability. It was only when she encountered a fey dwelling that she resorted to violence, in her own words:”I despise those pesky fairies and their abominable elf-friends.” Around that time a town of human pioneers in the east joined her cause after she had exterminated a flock of monsters which had claimed their mining area.
In the west, scouts had reported sights of dragons. This was particularly interesting, so Lady Tweed sent a hero to investigate. While expanding northward, other scouts had spotted grim-beaked crows.
It became clear that a Rogue Lord was seeking to envelop these lands and by the looks of it it was not one commited to the task of bringing stability. This fact did mildly upset mylady. But, then again, progress would not stop for one despicable Lordship.
The dragons turned out to be in a rough spot. An impressive army of Archon Revenants were out to destroy them. Hashtak’s orders were to annihilate the damned in hope of a favor from the dragons… And so it happened that two full batallions of brave Orcs were sacrificed, leaving only one single spearman and the Archdruid Human heroin alive. All those valuable lives were exchanged for one priceless Icedragon.
The druid and the dragon got along quite well and ravaged through the area like dolphins through a school of sardines. The remaining independant dragons, however, were harassed by a pack of wild giants. Another hero turned up at the site with a musketeer and a flametank, heralding the end of those giants and the submission of the dragons lair.
From this moment on, expanding both west and east went without much trouble and without heavy losses. But… the northern borders were not secured and from this direction the enemy came forth! The Draconian Lord, Magwa Hearteater had not been idle and came upon the capital in full force. The capital was besieged, and laid to waste.
In a dire effort to save at least the humans, who had shown most willing to participate in the Commonwealth’s program, almost all armies made haste to return to the scene of the crime. The interception succeeded. Lady Tweed, the dragon, wyverns, orcs, heroes, drones, all played their part. And yet the victory was achieved predominantly because of the assistance of… fairies. In her own words:”Gosh, those fairies! Don’t you just love them?”
The Rogue Lord never recovered from this battle and a fortnight later he wisely chose to abandon the land and handed it over to the now annointed as purely good Lady Tweed, so that she might bring balance, stability and prosperity to its inhabitants.