year 7, late spring, 50 provinces; 2775 gold; 740 rp, 100 gems and 29 slaves war lobsters in the province of kunal, 324 gold trapped behind a fourth attempt scheduled next month; actually no defender left, the last one died…

– THE COUNCIL IS NOW IN SESSION. I WILL BE YOUR PRESIDENT FOR THIS STRATEGIC MEETING. – Yes, Sir President. What is on the menu, Sir? – I HAVE ASSESSED THE BIG NATIONS OF THE WORLD. WE ARE GOING TO…

– Ei gh t em pir es. The voice was raspy and slow and you had to stop humming and scratching yourself and keep your ear close to the darkness to grasp what it was saying. – Angus does the…

The headache just wouldn’t go. Most of the time, I’d find it impossible to work on these annals. If I’d just relax and daydream for a while, a comforting torpor would settle in, and I’d had visions. Wine-induced visions, I…

Every few months, another envoy from the Lion Kings would demand our unconditional submission. The wives of the Fomorian would ambush the diplomat after he’d say his piece, and keep him for their own nefarious ends. An apoplectic Tuan would…