With Friends Like These

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Sunday February 1, The Twelve Duns, south of Rhi'ornin

The Deceiver is deranged, of this I am absolutely convinced. He has brought us here, to The Twelve Duns, closer to the Trow demesne than any sane man has dared in two generations. We are a mere four hours march from the lost city of Rhi'ornin.

The Deceiver claims to be held in high regard by the Trow as a being of "furor poeticus". He has told us of their battles against the Myrkridia and believes he can win the Trow to our cause.

Apparently the Trow are not convinced that our race is worth fighting for, but they have agreed to do battle with Soulblighter for one year if we can defeat them in a game of their devising. The Trow have placed six flags on the field and, if we can control the majority at the end of a period of time that they deem fair, they will assist us. To wit, we shall send forth our best warriors to do battle with the Trow.

Postgame Pictures

  • Victory!

    Victory Screen
  • Defeat!

    Defeat Screen