77 - At last we meet in battle!

[sparrowhawk]

Regicide
impassable mountains

Valen
JY

First match against one another. About time that we crossed swords



A sighting, a sighting! Enemy ahoy. Clear off, that's my patch! Go on, shoo.

[sparrowhawk]

You seem to have the NE sewn up old boy. Nothing left for my scavengers. I hope to surprise you elsewhere though.

Damn those Targ are fast!

[valen]

I fear things will run their course as per normal for me.

I ride forth full of hope and good cheer only to find everybody has buggered off when I pop round for a cup of tea and a spot of recruitment.

Hope quickly turns to despair, good cheer quickly turns into a gaping flesh wound and my campaign subsequently ends in an expanding pool of faintly steaming carmine liquid.

Ah well! Bring it on at least I intend to die well....

[sparrowhawk]

Don't be so pessimistic - I might be bluffing

You beat me to Dreams when I was sure that it was mine for the taking. Admittedly that means you probably started near Dreams and so you had quite a journey around the Ithril range to get South, but the Valethor/Gorgrath passes ain't quick either!

[valen]

There's a fine line twixt pessimism and realism I'll warrant good sir.

Still....the game I've enjoyed the most thus far (one I'm currently almost done for with Mr S. Bait) I could never really hope to win given my Lord count....I seem to have a bit of a romantic penchant for doomed and lost causes.

Like in "The Last Samurai" it's not in the winning, it's in how you account for yourself....

Dreams was the first chap I rallied by the way.

[sparrowhawk]

Valen said:

Dreams was the first chap I rallied by the way.

Then we must have started really close. I think that Plainsman was my first recruit.

[valen]

I wondered how you got there so fast. I started at the western edge of Dreams so we could potentially have been merely a days ride from each other......

The race is on for the Southern Lords.......