EDIT - You can pretty much ignore this post completely. It was a failed attempt at some drama, nothing more. The turn went well.
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Um... General... some er... good news. We've been exploring, and, well... we've made contact with another civ.
"On OUR continent???! What tribute did they give us?"
Well sir, they offered us ten gold and six gold for Iron Working.
But we held out! We got knowledge of how to make walls and earthen pots and hieroglyphics and cool stuff like that General!
The President was away, so they pushed on further than normal. They settled 'near' fresh water. Not on it sir, near it. Hopelessly burying gold so we'll NEVER ever see it. Sure they could have taken the fresh water, hills with gold and hills with IRON but they liked this spot. Or they could have gone two steps north and founded on a RIVER, *FIVE* flood plains and a cattle, but uh... not sure why again why they didn't pick that...
Well... the other advisors were somewhat concerned about giving away a critical, life changing tech like iron working. But in the end it came down to something like this:
"We are making our niehbors strong"
"So? We are making them like us."
"LIKE US??!?!?!?!!!!?!?!!?!?" The General swore like a sailor, started hurling furniture across the room, and beat the messenger soundly about the head and buttocks.
Bruised and bloody, the messenger tried to find something to soothe the General. "Sir (cough) don't worry, they've come up with a military target and have started building ONE military unit among the four cities"
It's ok sir, they built a spearman to defend us at Eyr, we don't need to be afraid!

*(*@#@#$@#% { sounds of bones breaking, furniture previously merely thrown about, now going through glass plate windows, ear piercing screams, much ugliness... }
As he left the room, he be heard to say, amongst the muttering, something about 'gather the other generals and birds', 'war room', 'shoving immortal iron up Abe's...{garbled}', and 'manifest destiny'. He also mentioned something about 'where are my brass knuckles, I clearly need to go have some 'diplomacy' with my other department heads!'
: hammer :
Adjutant to General Charis, who was unavailable for further comment.