Captain Aaahz the Great stood at attention before his small honor detachment of soldiers guarding the grand plaza of City of Annuminas, Capital of the North Kingdom. The sweat dripped down Aaahz’s brow as he grimaced watching a rather large woman in colorful robes with golden eyes in pyramids depicted all over her robe struggle up the creaking steps onto the platform before the plaza where Commander Durnik the Smith, his second, nervously waited. Commander Durnik held his breathe with each step that that the big boned woman took as she climbed the steps to join him on the platform. He silently prayed to the gods that his orders for last minute physical reinforcements would keep the stairs from breaking.
As the colorful clad emissary from the mysterious Illuminati nation took her last step to stand before Commander Durnik, Captain Aaahz breathed a sigh of relief as he nodded to the musicians off to the side of the platform to prepare to fire up the Royal North Kingdom Orchestra. Commander Durnik pulled out a great golden key emblazoned with the seal of the City of Annuminas and held it forth…
Much further to the south in the South Kingdom capital, night had set in and the oil lamps flickered and illuminated the city square of Minas Tirith. A golden-gilded carriage led by two white horses pulled into the square and stopped short of herald’s platform where a huge crowd had gathered in anticipation of news from the realms. Heralds had earlier in the day proclaimed that a realm changing announcement was coming.
Seeing that the package had arrived the South Kingdom commanding officer, General Borth, nodded to Captain Corwyn to have his men secure the square of Minas Tirith. The rumors had been rampant throughout the day with reports that Minas Ithil had been retaken; large Dark Servant armies pushing in on all fronts; additional Dark Servant naval forces had landed just west along the coast and were threatening the nation of the Efusians; and on top of all that, a Dread Fleet of Dread Pirates from Ultramar had sailed up the river towing covered barges which were now anchored in between Minas Tirith and Osgiliath on the far side of the river. The ruins of the mighty bridges that once connected Minas Tirith and Osgiliath still not been repaired since being destroyed to prevent vast hordes of Dark Servants from flooding into the South Kingdom heartland.
A group of finely dressed individuals exited the golden carriage and climbed the platform to stand before the nervous and eagerly awaiting citizens of Minas Tirith. Proclamator Ribeno, Curate Thomas, and Emissary Borth; three notable emissaries of the North Kingdom could be seen escorting two cloaked figures. As they all climbed to the platform above the city square and before the host of North Kingdom citizens, the citizens grew quiet as Proclamator Ribeno raised his hand and gestured to the two figures they had escorted. The two cloaked figures threw off their cloaks revealing the recognizable golden eye in a pyramid emblazoned upon their robes revealing them as Illuminati emissaries, Proclamators Sashette and Katia.
As an uncanny calmness settled upon the crowd assembled and party on the platform, a sign that the led emissary was waiting on appeared. As the signal pyres high upon the fortifications of Minas Tirith ignited, Proclamator Ribeno presented the seal of Minas Tirith to Proclamator Sashette thus turning over the control of the city to the Illuminati nation. Ribeno loudly proclaimed, “With this deed the Neutral Alliance is victorious!” The crowd erupted in shouts of joy and celebration.
Hearing a loud roar of celebration to the west across the waters of the mighty river towards Minas Tirith, the Dread Pirate Captain Vulkan of the Dread Ultramar fleet slapped Ms Cleo on her butt to get her off his lap. Sitting up in his chair, Captain Vulkan looked out and confirmed that this roar to the west was the signal he had been waiting for he grabbed his half full mug on his desk and took a long pull emptying the mug of all spiced rum before giving his order in a mighty shout, “Let fly the wizards cargo!”
Mages aboard the barges that had been towed upriver by the Dread Pirate fleet unveiled the barges and magically lite their cargos. Enumerable rockets of brilliant fireworks streaked skyward and exploded illuminating the skies with a vivid and glorious display above both mighty cities of Minas Tirith and Osgiliath. It became instantly apparent to all viewing this spectacle that indeed no expense had been spared to ensure that these fireworks would be spoken about for generations to come. As the fireworks continued, the Dread Pirate Vulkan now stood on the deck on his flagship of the Dread Ultramar fleet. He quickly surveilled his surroundings and spotted the first signal fire on the eastern shore beyond Osgiliath where Minas Ithil lay. Quickly turning to look westward he saw the watch fires over Minas Tirith illuminated. “Drink up boys!” was the last words heard from the Dread commander before the cheers resumed as more casks of rum were opened. The Dread Pirate once more disappeared below decks to finish his dessert….
Continuing further along the mountain range, signal pyres were spotted erupting westward across the mountain spine of the South Kingdom and Efusian lands. These signal pyres burned brightly and turned northward over Hornburg and Angrenost, the former gates of the North Kingdom of the pass towards the realm of the Illuminati. Rapidly moving northward up the mountain span the fires continued to Moria and turned westward across the plains where a bright beacon could be seen burning over Weathertop. Bringing us back to where this evening started, the final signal pyre could be seen burning above the ramparts of the former North Kingdom city of Annuminas.
As the last fires lite across the realms, magical messages allowed for all seven banners over their respective ramparts to simultaneously be unfurled revealing the Golden Eye in a Pyramid of the Illuminati.
Back in the city square of Annuminas, the renowned Royal North Kingdom Orchestra started to play upon seeing the Illuminati banner unfurled upon the ramparts. Upon hearing the first notes, the colorfully attired Madam Fatlady started singing. The Fatlady belted out an earth-shaking basso profundo rendition of Ride of the Valkyries. Commander Durnik quickly passed the key to the city to the singing moomoo and exited the stage heading for the nearest bar. The crowded plaza went wild with celebration and applause.
The great 45th Fourth Age War has ended with a first ever Neutral Alliance claiming victory! All hail the mighty nations which started and finished this epic fight which last 29 turns; North Kingdom, South Kingdom, Efusians, Ultramar, and the Illuminati. The Neutral Alliance eliminated three FP nations and one DS nation in their epic struggles before the strategic alignment of seven critical population sites were rallied under the Illuminati banner of the Golden Eye in a Pyramid.