Completely correct… A lot of mine, then yours!:eek: You seem to know my battle plan already. So nice of you to comply… You seem to forget how much cav I start with…
you gave me a turn to organise… :DYour in for a surprise methinks!
Regards Herman
We DS prefer to raise the dead and use them as Zombie soldiers. Especially the elite corps the SUS (Specialist Undead Services, their motto Death then Glory!.. Appologies to Mary Gentle )
Regards Herman
not much of one – you forget I have two palintirs and didn’t any evil icons to the north of me off my map 
– don’t worry will be checking again ??
No you misunderstand… Ahh my poor fool you will find out this turn. Your pitifull attempts to reach my pop centres will come to naught. The Carrion will feed on the flesh and:bash: bones of your nations Sons.
Regards Herman
Funny i thought it was the FP not the DS who have all the troops and ships… Yet the QA is suppose to rush out and greet a larger Navy led by better com’s… Maybe I have sunk my navy… Maybe I plan on making the FP pay for a Navy of little threat to me… But on thing for sure none of the FP have seen me as QA… So keep guessing it humorous for me!
The room temperature dropped rapidly, Lickspittle, aid and loyal Batorc to the Dread Lord of the Nazgul awaited his masters arrival. Murazor strode into the room, Lickspittle’s breath becoming visible as he approached his Commander in Chief. “My Dread lord the reports from the front” said Lickspittle as he kowtowed before his mighty Lord holding the reports up in his masters general direction. With a voice like the grinding Glaciers Murazor spoke. “I need them not my loyal lackey.” His voice seemed to freeze in mid air and shatter, the sound like frozen darts piercing the ears of those in range. “I am already aware of what has occurred” Murazor lowers his towering frame onto his throne, a throne made from the bones of his fallen enemies. He sits there stone like for several seconds, then a large powerful shudder runs through his massive frame, followed quickly by another. Sobs can be heard coming from the gargantuan form. Lickspittle sighs to himself…“Here we go again!” he says under his breath. “I never wanted to be a Nazgul!” wailed the distraught Murazor. “I never wanted that ring from Mr Sauron!” bemoaned the behemoth " but Dady said it was important and that I would be a great ruler if I took up Mr Sauron’s offer and accepted the ring." Several huge sobs followed. “All the other Princes were getting them and I shouldn’t be the only one to mi, mhu, mhu, miss out… I just wanted to be a Doctor like Mummy wanted!” More sobs shuddered through his Gargantuan form. “Daddy didn’t say anything about becoming a Wraith, it’s just not fair!” Squealed the man mountain before bursting into a fresh flood of tears. Lickspittle on cue picks up a box of tissues and drops them on his dread lords desk along with the reports from the front. Patting his dread Lords humongous back he comforts him. “There, there my Lord, you have to remember that your father just wanted you to be the best ruler in all of MiddlEarth and you are about to prove that aren’t you?”. He looks carefully at his Sable Lord, “You are already the best Nazgul are you not?” His Unholy Master lookes at him quizzically" …Well …yes, yes I am the number one Nazgul!" Reaching up with a tissue Lickspittle wipes the tears from his Commanders eyes. “and did not your moves stop the Free peoples’ rabble armies in their tracks?” A slight flicker of a smile crosses the Nazguls face. “Yes but that was easy, I mean the rabble at Mt Gundabad were let in for a reason but the rest I did stop cold didn’t I” Nodding Lickspittle continued "Yes my Lord you outsmarted them and all you have to do is defeat them and prove that you are the greatest commander in MiddlEarth. " A cold look comes into the head Nazguls eyes. “Yes crush them, crush them like bugs!” Lurching to his feet the terrifying edifice with a voice like an erupting volcano thundered “Call in my warlords, we have a war to fight!” as he strode from the room, the very ground shaking. “Well that’s more like it” says Lickspittle under his breath. “Now all I have to do is get him to be convinced he has come up with these next set of orders and I might just keep this place intact for a turn or two.” Gathering his papers he scurries after the fast disappearing giant.
To be cont.
The people of North Gondor are extremely dissapointed with the caretaking the Fire King has performed at Minas Ithil!!! :bash:
I left him the keys to a Major Town and return to find a Town… with rats running unchecked in the kitchen!!! :bash::bash::bash:
We in Gondor have a very special way of dealing with that sort of rabble!!! :fork:
Anyway, still not sure if North Gondor is at war or not…?
Ji Indur tried to put a full grown Gondorian into his pocket…
Erennis tried… God knows what? He was later spotted covered in feather and tar.
Dog Lord suicided on several thousand angry Dwarves… and has now turned up with a new candidate for suicide…
Mouth of Sauron and the late Caretaker of Minas Ithil were the first to try out the new patented “Gondorian orc-incinerator TM”.
<catches his breath>
Likely more stuff has happened, but nothing of any significance…
Harad here,
Doug of the Corsairs, you’ve wanted to talk.
Here I am, so let me know what you would like to talk about?
One of One
Nice try Mr. One-post forum identity with no e-mail in your profile. My e-mail has been available since turn 0. I’ve sent it to the Harad in-game. Coming to the forum now instead of e-mailing me reveals that you either are not the actual Harad player or you are here to grandstand rather than to enter any sincere discussion with me. If you are the actual player, send me an e-mail and quote the message I sent to you through the game.
If you don’t want to talk, it’s okay for me!
Mounts on 18, I shouldn’t have bought so many.
That’s the actual price for selling mo, proof enough?
One of One
Oh brother, what a waste of all of our time. Both of you, play your dime as you wish but otherwise Shoo!
No, that only proves you have seen a turn result. I doubt you are the Harad.
2337 and 2437 undefended, do you want me to move to 2337?
One of One
… or talk?
You’re not invited to visit the slaughter-house!
Harad-Corsairs, Corsairs-Harad
I really don’t like turn 0 declarations, that’s the reason why I’m here!
I’ve heard some rumors that the Corsairs would like to join the Free People only for the reason that the Holy Avenger is playing a DS.
If so, Corsairs will be assimilated!
One of One
What a load of crap. Sounds like Holy’s got you convinced that the universe revolves around him. That would make 2 of you that believe such. Choose your friends and the source of your faith at your leisure “One of One”. Now Shoo~!
A load of crap?
I’ve seen much of it!
The universe, really big, enough space for all of us!
Hare Chrishna!-
I’ve already chosen my friends and most of them are “princess of the universe”
Good enough for you “Player”?
One of One
His posts have a certain familiar manic ring to them.
Do you want to talk now?
Okay, enough with fooling around!
Doug of the Corsairs, you can send me private messages via this medium.
Let me know about your ideas.
Be sure, I’ll answer.
One of One