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Judging by the creative approach, this is the most impressive report I've ever read: :smile54: :
Sir Volland, 20.12.2008 20:11
Volland (blue, Tower, Nella) def. Rubila Kreg (red, Barbarians, Zhabrakas), 2SMD4(3), 1-3-7
Thank you for the game.
We went to our cozy town to investigate a foreign consultant who was due to arrive any day. And his last name was Voland... This made me think of something unpleasant... Something similar already happened in Moscow once. Therefore, without much deliberation, I decided to prepare a serious army to welcome him and send the guests back where they came from. My loyal Orcs were with me as always. And then, while stopping by the tavern to have a drink, I found my old friend Tirraxor, sitting sadly at a table and offering me some ale. After learning about the impending threat, he immediately rushed to join me, along with his wolf riders. The recruitment campaign began. At the same time, defensive fortifications were being built. The results of the week could not but please me. The castle walls were finally completed, and an agreement was reached in negotiations with the Ancient Wonders, so that at the beginning of the next week, we had three mature representatives of this race. The following week was devoted to attracting allies. Diplomatic notes were sent to the Elementals and Bog Raiders, who, in turn, responded favorably to our actions. Fortune turned away from us at the very moment when it was most needed... Our army was defeated by a detachment of Nagas guarding their own warehouses.
At least in this story, I didn't see the downfall of what I loved, where I was born, and what my soul was.
(c) Rubaka Crag 2008
Sir Volland, 20.12.2008 20:11
Volland (blue, Tower, Nella) def. Rubila Kreg (red, Barbarians, Zhabrakas), 2SMD4(3), 1-3-7
Thank you for the game.
We went to our cozy town to investigate a foreign consultant who was due to arrive any day. And his last name was Voland... This made me think of something unpleasant... Something similar already happened in Moscow once. Therefore, without much deliberation, I decided to prepare a serious army to welcome him and send the guests back where they came from. My loyal Orcs were with me as always. And then, while stopping by the tavern to have a drink, I found my old friend Tirraxor, sitting sadly at a table and offering me some ale. After learning about the impending threat, he immediately rushed to join me, along with his wolf riders. The recruitment campaign began. At the same time, defensive fortifications were being built. The results of the week could not but please me. The castle walls were finally completed, and an agreement was reached in negotiations with the Ancient Wonders, so that at the beginning of the next week, we had three mature representatives of this race. The following week was devoted to attracting allies. Diplomatic notes were sent to the Elementals and Bog Raiders, who, in turn, responded favorably to our actions. Fortune turned away from us at the very moment when it was most needed... Our army was defeated by a detachment of Nagas guarding their own warehouses.
At least in this story, I didn't see the downfall of what I loved, where I was born, and what my soul was.
(c) Rubaka Crag 2008
