Ffh Nes Ii

To: The Nations of Edsunland,
From: The Kuriotates,


For generations our children have dreamed of blood and the devils' horrors. Though none of us can remember a time when we did not share these dreams, save of course the elves, it was not always this way. The cause is the corrupted ley-lines that meet in Amur lands.
Children of Amathion (sp?), we must come together and right this wrong. If we each give a small amount of our treasures, we can finance the clearing of these horrors.

The kuriotates will be sending the Amur nation (by ship so as to avoid difficulties) 5 gold to help rectify this situation. Our scholars and sages will be also sent to ensure this gold is spent properly.

We enourage all the nations of this great continent to give a small amount of their treasure and help rectify this wrong.
 
To The Nations of Edsunland,
From The Ir-O-Kee,


A great evil has befallen us. The dead have risen to walk the land again and are advancing on three fronts, one on Renth Yithi, one on Troday Yithi and one on our capital. We have seen the weapons of man fail horrifically against these abominations. Fire can change their course but we are very hesitant to burn our great forests and all the life they harbour... we will of course do this to save our people but would prefer not to.

People of Erebus, do you have any ideas on how we can stop these monstrosities? We need men, gold but mostly we need a new approach, a new way of combatting the hungry dead.

If the Grigori and Ir-O-Kee fall today, your nations will fall tomorrow. Please help us.

Grand Chief Kicking Mule of the Ir-O-Kee
 
White-Fox had been named for his distinctive white colouring. His skin was white. His hair was white. His eyebrows were white and his eyes were a strange red colour. In addition, while most Ir-O-Kee did not grow extensive beards, White-fox had a long beard that would make a dwarf proud. He was a large man, easily head and shoulders above most Ir-O-Kee and when he strode into the chieftain’s chambers his unique appearance and size attracted immediate attention.
Today he has news. The Grand Chieftan Kicking Mule gave his favourite hunting dog one more scrap of deer meat and turned his attention to the commander of the scouts. The look on White-fox’s face was evidently new enough, “How long do we have?”
The scout-commander replied, “A year, maybe two. Everyday they press further and further into our forests. The fires on the Grigori plains have forced them to move east and west, around the men of Renth Yithi, but their path now takes them directly into our lands. In a month, maybe two, they will arrive at the great lake and then they will follow its edges, north and west until they reach our homes.”
The chieftain turned to his military commanders, “Can we fight them?”
The commander, a smallish man no one would guess to be the Ir-O-Kee general military commander with the unlikely name of Raging-Bear replied, in a low voice, “No. The Grigori tried to fight them and so too did we and the Kappa. Wounds to their bodies do not affect them. It is only when we strike at the skull and the brain that they cease moving. To do so risks the lives of our men and warriors. Those who fight them and are even lightly wounded becomechanged. No, fighting them is a losing proposition. We would only strengthen their numbers while condemning our warriors to a fate worse than death.”
“And the dogs?” Kicking Mule scratched his favourite hound thoughtfully.
This time it was White-fox who answered, “No sir. The dogs change also. Even just the blood of the creatures, their flesh in their mouths and bellies is enough to change them. Our war-dogs are useless against them. The only alternative that I see is to set the forests alight like the Grigori did their plains.”
The chieftain was not so easily convinced, “There must be another way. The Bannor and the Amur fought them once, in the towers of their foreign affairs ministry and they won. Can we not do something similar?”
The mystics spoke up, the pair speaking in one voice, “Sire. Those were men and women reinforced with minor life magics and they fought perhaps one hundred of the changed at the very most. We face thousands and they will keep coming. Furthermore, if we understand the threat correctly, if Renth Yithi or Troday Yithi falls, then the Grigori, Herthi and Ir-O-Kee inhabitants will also change and their numbers will swell further.” The pair looked at each other and then at their chieftain, “No… we cannot fight them. We must run. There are lands beyond the Kuriotates. We must run and begin anew.”
The Ir-O-Kee grand chieftain was livid. His face flushed he turned to the assembled court, “This is the best solutions you can think of? To burn our precious forests or worse yet, to flee? Do the changed not have leadership that can be negotiated with? And if they do not, can we change the changed so that they do? Can we turn them against themselves? Why do they feast on us and not each other? Surely we can trick them? What of a great ditch? Or a wall?”

The assembled conclave stared at each other and prayed for inspiration to come from Sucellus. There was no obvious solution for them. Perhaps their allies could assist them with some means of fighting the menace.



EDIT:

3 days later:

The mystics, twins who never strayed far from each other and who had been cursed with ill health and strange dreams had sought an audience with the grand chieftain. They had, perhaps, a plan.

"... perhaps, grand chieftain, these men and women, these living dead... can remember the person they were in their past. We have heard of the amur using powerful rituals to infuse items with the souls of the dead. perhaps these same sorts of rituals could be used to infuse the shambling changed with the memories and personalities of the people they were before they died? what would this do? Would they seek to cease their mindless hunger? Would they look for an eternal rest for their decaying bodies? Would they seek to destroy us for the life that burns inside us? We do not know if it is even possible or whether providing the changed with their living memories would be a good thing, but... perhaps... it could save our people."
 
OOC: Thomas you know what must be done with Ember so I struggle to understand what on earth she is doing running your government! :lol:
 
This is a little OOC, but as an interested observer I would say that giving these undefeatable undead their own minds back would, perhaps, be a bad idea. They have nothing to go back to - so they'll be unstable. They were ravaging killers to begin with - so changing them might just make them more effective.

Actually, I haven't been very studious in keeping up with Edsunland affairs - are they even under anyone's control? If they are already "of their own mind", you're still screwed. If they are under a type of control, then you'd do better to find that controller and axe him.
 
Our scouts explored deep into the Herthi peninsula, and found no evidence of leadership or organization. The only thing that was found (besides more zombies) was the remains of a slaver's quarry and a hastily erected stone slab with one word carved in it...

pestilence
 
Assuming that was in-character, the ir-o-kee pipe up:

"perhaps through the grace of sucellus or sirona that pestillence might be cured... perhaps these 'changed ones' are not so much undead as diseased dove-yellow??? perhaps the herthi cursed them for their violent and tyranical nature- a lesson we could all do to learn from..."
 
It is true that the Zombies are diseased Dove-Yellow. Many years ago, before they became diseased, the Bannor protected these people. However, one day, an emissary to the DOve-Yellow came back with dire news, they had been turned into terrible undead creatures, cause unknown.

Immediately we removed our protection and asociation from the creatures, we did not want to be suspected of causing the outbreak, or to be protecting such creatures. A few days later, the emissary we had sent began to show signs of the disease, and he spread it to some administrators working in the government. Many men died to destroy the creatures before the disease spread outside of the government building.

We agree that whoever is responsible for such a dispicable curse should be discovered and have justice exacted upon them, immediately. If we stay our sword, who knows which one of our noble nations they will strike next.
 
The Amure League announces that they appreciate Kuriotates help, and that the Entropy Node will be converted to a benign form of mana this turn.
 
Dang, I knew I should've gone to Edsunland for triple the havoc there...
 
It is true that the Zombies are diseased Dove-Yellow. Many years ago, before they became diseased, the Bannor protected these people. However, one day, an emissary to the DOve-Yellow came back with dire news, they had been turned into terrible undead creatures, cause unknown.

Immediately we removed our protection and asociation from the creatures, we did not want to be suspected of causing the outbreak, or to be protecting such creatures. A few days later, the emissary we had sent began to show signs of the disease, and he spread it to some administrators working in the government. Many men died to destroy the creatures before the disease spread outside of the government building.

We agree that whoever is responsible for such a despicable curse should be discovered and have justice exacted upon them, immediately. If we stay our sword, who knows which one of our noble nations they will strike next.

You knew of these abominations, and yet you did nothing to stop them? You knew that this curse would spread, and yet you did not warn us? In your silence, you have tried to condemn us to a fate worse than death. If a man sees a serpent in his neighbor's bed, is it sufficient for him to say 'it was not my snake' when his neighbor is bitten?

We know exactly which of our noble nations they will strike next. The Grigori, the Ir-O-Kee, and the Kappa. This menace is spreading faster than the fires meant to contain it. I bid you to look at your maps - if the Ir-O-Kee fall, these monsters will spread to every corner of Edsunland. If word of these creatures had been shared a century ago, one nation could hope to defeat them. Now, we will be lucky if a continent can.
 
Yup... just like Resident Evil, except there was a complication in which there was no nuke to contain the beasties...
 
To Ir-O-kee, Kappa
From Grigori

We must trust the Amur this time, for their Shield, as we said, know basic life magic that supposidly kills the disease, shuts it down, or makes the body dead instead of undead. They have fought a hundred with another spearmen group. We are fighting at least 66 thousand and need all the help we can get.


To Amur
From Grigori

If you can assemble more Combat Magic divisions that can support us: Fire Mages to direct them away, and perhaps burn them; Life Mages assigned to combat squads for fighting smaller out breaks; Large divisions of them to take down larger groups. Currently there are at least 66 thousand up to 88 thousand in Herthi Peninsula, with at least 2 thousand heading north, and 2 One-thousand groups spreading out, and possibility of more that can't be scouted. This is a danger to us all.

To Immy

Do you think there is a way to access the Lizard-men of the Patrian Ruins? I think they also know something about this.


EDIT: To Bannor
We had honestly though you had tried to do more than contain the situation. Please help us in the hour of need and danger to all of Edsunland.

To Hippus
If the Amurites support the defence with battle mages, your infantry might be needed to protect them and to defend them from spreading ever farther north.

To All of Edsunland

The Pestilance has marched, hungry for flesh of the living. It is a disease of the body that can be inflicted through blood or skin. They number at least 66 Thousand in Herthi Peninsula. They number at least 3000 outside of Renth Yithi. They are comming: Either fight now or find the technologies that can help us fight soon!
 
From: Silver Grass Elves
To: Everyone uninfected nation in Edsunland (not White Mist Elves)
Silver Grass Elves show willingness to fight against The Infected- we are willing to give these poor souls, right to have final rest.

However, however you have to buy our swords (and arrows), it seems no nation is interested in hiring us.

Perhaps if we would get 3 gold from every nation and we will protect Ir-O-Kee Lands. Or aid your force(s) in war against undead.

From: Silver Grass Elves
To: Bannor

We remind you, that time for payment is near. We expect to get some amounts of gold. We have fought by your side as allies, we wish not to rain arrows on your armies. Our numbers are larger than these two units you saw, others might not have strong enough will for trying to restore honor, but they will have strong enough will to revenge. However we belive, that we can trust Bannor.
 
From Labyrinth Prime Hadel
To The Cultists of Ceridwan

You can't hide, you can't run. We shall hunt you all down to the end of the world if we have to, and we won't stop until every last book to Ceridwan burned, all who preach in her name dead, and all monuments and temples a crumbling dust.

OOC: MasterofDisasta, can you guess who that woman is at the end of my story? I mean I dropped a few hints there and then signifying that Labyrinth and Abysswalkers are the same...
 
You knew of these abominations, and yet you did nothing to stop them? You knew that this curse would spread, and yet you did not warn us? In your silence, you have tried to condemn us to a fate worse than death. If a man sees a serpent in his neighbor's bed, is it sufficient for him to say 'it was not my snake' when his neighbor is bitten?

We know exactly which of our noble nations they will strike next. The Grigori, the Ir-O-Kee, and the Kappa. This menace is spreading faster than the fires meant to contain it. I bid you to look at your maps - if the Ir-O-Kee fall, these monsters will spread to every corner of Edsunland. If word of these creatures had been shared a century ago, one nation could hope to defeat them. Now, we will be lucky if a continent can.

When we realised that disease was the cause of the matter we expected the Dove-Yellow to die out as a consequence, there were only small numbers of the Yellow, so we did not expect them to be of international concern. Meanwhile we had other things to deal with closer to home, and so ignored the matter. We admit that this was a bad mistake and that we are partly responsible for this menace. We will be sending me to defend our southern allies from this menace. Perhaps, though, it would be better to try to find a cure for the disease, as these monsters seem hard to kill.

We recommend a joint hiring of the Elven mercenaries, they were invaluable in our destruction of Ember's dangerous government in Jarv.

EDIT: To Bannor
We had honestly though you had tried to do more than contain the situation. Please help us in the hour of need and danger to all of Edsunland.

I'm afraid that the Bannor had more pressing requirements. You will remember us offering the services of our tactitians and strategists to help command your units against the undead (OOC: write your battle orders), which would have no doubt made your forces far, far more successful, but you never sent us the information that we required for such a task so we could not. We made it very clear that no troops could be sent last turn.
 
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Chrarles Li: you can send diplo to the lizard men- you have linguilism after all.

i.
 
Oh yeah, I got an idea for NotW. For a change, you are the Ashen Veil Worshipper (instead of Ashen Veil being some minor hiccoughs to the lynching process), and you get to lynch Labyrinth members :p
 
There are followers of Sirona in both Kappa and Grigori lands. Perhaps we could use their knowledge and faith as a base upon which to devise a cure?
 
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