Will F has accepted yet another solo game challenge - this time against the Nomads, a team of 7 odd balls from various countries. As a self professed Free People Expert, Will get’s to pit his wits against an unbeaten and resultingly…somewhat bored band of inventive visionaries who think hiding plains camps with the Mantle and running Cavarly away from the front is an effective psyop strategy designed to confuse the enemy into resignation “won’t they EVER come out and fight…??” leading to disaffection and ultimately, a catatonic state of “Eh? where did THAT come from?” impossible from which to re-emerge. Then we grind his sorry ass bones to powder and cut it into fine little lines on that wench’s mirror - no names that rhyme with Aladriel come to mind…
Yes and Mrs Winsten doesn’t let me forget that for a single moment Gixxx (I roll my eyes - ooh there’s an icon for that! :rolleyes: … there also a sumo with a g-string - what’s that one for?)
It is the eve of war. Tomorrow forces shall be put into play. Great lords and skilled assassins shall venture out from their cloistered quarters and re-enter the world of blood, steel, and shadows.
Let the better 3 Canadians, 1 American, 2 Greeks and a British guy win…
The Free appear to be playing defense everywhere except the South. Although, we are not about to be fooled by this innocent looking array of forces…
The Dark Servants are happy with their results. A couple minor items went against us (stealthy Harad commanders…) while others definitely worked out as well as expected.
Turn 2 ran yesterday. Rhudaur is being forcibly relocated, alas, he saw the sheriff coming with the notice and split… Nothing going on at Mordor, Os is Dog’s and Ithil will fall this turn. A couple Harad towns might end up transferring ownership (if they survive…:eek:) but nothing tragic… Will reports he’s happy with his results, which makes us even happier with ours…
- what’s that one for?)