Posted in the UN forum by miccofl:
http://www.cdgroup.org/forums/site/mpm/viewtopic.php?t=285
http://www.cdgroup.org/forums/site/mpm/viewtopic.php?t=285
By now everyone should be aware of the fact that all the teams in game 2 are at war with CFC or will be by turns end (if you werent, you are now.) By now CFC is trying to figure out what went so horribly wrong and the rest of you are wondering when I am going to quit rambling on and tell the story.
And what a story it is. It is the story of an ancient and powerful alliance. It is the story of artful diplomacy, equivocation and dissemblance. It is also a story of a credulous Ambassador so full of himself and his agenda that discretion and caution are thrown to the wind; so blinded by his arrogance, he is ignorant of his treachery, after all, he IS still loyal to his side (but a traitor nonetheless.)
Catagonia (CGN) and The Killer Wabbits (CDZ) have been working to their collective good for almost 3000 years. We have been engaging in commerce for nearly 2000 years and our militaries have been working and fighting together side by side for more than a thousand years. We have been and still are gracious to each other. Seven hundred years ago we realized that while our world was large, there were four of us and there was only room for three. The Killer Wabbits, being intrepid explorers, had risked an ocean voyage centuries before, to make contact and observe the other civilizations. Realizing that it is better to pick and choose than let situation dictate an outcome, we began a series of discussions and debates on with whom we would finish out time on this world. The discussions went on for over 200 years while we evaluated the pros and cons of each of the other two civilizations. The Fanaticans were found wanting and preparations were made for their elimination.
The Brazucans (C3B) were brought into the alliance and given the mission of drawing the Fanatican forces to the north leaving their coasts and heartlands essentially unguarded. In 130 AD two mighty armadas set sail for Fanatican waters. One hundred years later, with war a scant 40 years away, Catagonia makes formal contact with the Fanaticans.
A description of the events that followed that first meeting almost defies ones ability to describe it and as you should be able to tell by now, I am seldom at a loss for words. It might seem the best way would be to just put it all here, post the actual logs with a little commentary and let you experience it as we did. Unfortunately the compiled log is in excess of 40 pages and that is just not going to work. I will attach the file at the end of this post for anyone who wants to read it all. I would like to point out at this time that each and every correspondence along with any associated files were passed on to the alliance at the earliest opportunity following their conclusion.
Enter the Fanaticans (CFC). Rik (their turn player) was our first contact; one brief conversation was all we had with him but it set the tone for everything. It consisted mostly of the usual pleasantries and platitudes that accompany an initial meeting. However I planted the idea that our neighbors gave us cause for concern.
We are assigned an ambassador, the very same Provolution (in the log he is the one known as K) who was assigned to our alliance partner. I believe the word the Intelligence community uses to describe what happened next is turned. He offers luxury goods; I claim we do not need any. He offers techs; I claim it obsoletes our Gallic Swordsmen. He offers horses; I claim with Gallic Swords we dont need them for some time. Surely you can see a pattern forming; he did not and pressed on. I never offered anything. I refused everything. I gave no information that could not be discovered through study and analysis of the current turn. I gave nothing; and yet I got so much in return. Detailed military information, force locations and composition, military strategies and tactics, etc, etc, etc I am left in a state of euphoric shock as a few cleverly turned phrases turn the Ambassador and he doesnt even realize it.
After disclosing the wealth of information gathered from that meeting to the alliance we agreed that it would be a shame and a waste to let such a valuable source of information go untapped. If nothing else it would give us all an entertaining something to read while we sailed our armadas ever closer. We were not disappointed; the good Ambassador was more than happy to continue. Along the way he managed to offend just about everyones sensibilities and at that point it became an imperative to continue it as long as possible, both to draw attention away from the impending attack and to see just how infamous a level his treachery would reach. Again, we were not disappointed.
Now the die is cast; the Armadas have discharged their lethal cargos. The combined military might of the alliance is set to strike the heart and head of Fanatica. The jig is up; the game now exposed and our source is gone. Such are the fortunes of war.
I invite you all to read the log; may you find it as entertaining as we did. And for what it is worth, thank you CFC. It has been a most enjoyable 10 days; its the most fun some of us have had with this game in a long time. We hope to see you in the Civ4 demo game.