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– By the time I leave this camp, the invasion of your land shall have begun. Your strange homes shall burn to ashes, your cattle shall feed our lions and your women shall beget slaves to our best warriors. The…
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The Ruin of Fomoria 5
– STOP PESTERING ME. I WILL DEAL WITH THIS MATTER IN NO TIME. ALL ABOARD THE FOMOSHIP! A few months have passed. It is now winter of the first year of the ascension wars. What happened? – 10 provinces, total…
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The Ruin of Fomoria 4
– Enough is enough. I have made my mind. I will take… a decision! The Council fell silent. All stared at the bold lord who had committed to action. – Fomorians, at least nominally, rule Fomoria. They should know what’s…
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The Ruin of Fomoria 3
It had been one tense Council session. The assembly had been copiously Itoldyouso-ed by the Chief Treasurer. The Fir Bolg rabble had been allowed too much leeway. Prior to that, an envoy from the King of Nardago had been pleading…
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The Ruin of Fomoria 2
Angus is standing in front of me, sweating in spite of the cold. Worst spring in history. The scout has deemed the news important enough to rush through the unending staircase of Rath Chimbalth. The man takes a peek at…