We hope for peace and cooperation with Evil Saints and Fanhunters. May this be a new beggining.

     – Al Garb (12)

The Vain Scientist pronounced "We shall produce maces. Everyone else is going for swords, we may as well be stylish while we equip our armies."

     – Children of the Four Winds (19)

The time has come. The troops have been gathered, the wizards have mastered their skills. Lord Korel has given the orders. The Defenders march to war.

This is the way.

     – The Defenders (9)

It took some time, but it looks like the region has come back to a resemblance of order. Which in case of our faction, is just one step above chaos.

     – Fanhunters (21)

Hydra ate 37 GBLN and got very sick. We've plundered after their painfull death about 7.000 silver. Good deal. Goblins are excited.

     – Hammerheads (14)

My cheerful Lord was fast asleep. For the whole month he listened to the reports of his subjects and gave orders.

     – Joyful People (10)

Joyful People aiming to make everyone happy. An unprovoked attack is not the best way to achieve that.

     – Malibuwest (15)

Mostly busy with ranching and farming work. Those people in cities want to eat a lot, and we can't pay for their stay there, it's too much for young state.
Plans about university are postponed a little. Let those hobgoblins go fight first, to earn rights to study some knowledge. Most possibly not all will return from battlefields, so we can save some silver too.

     – People of the Lie (20)

The little goblin messenger kneels in front of the Master and announces the victory in a trembling voice. The Master remains silent for a moment and turns to the horizon, thoughtful.
The little goblin messenger slowly steps back. At the threshold of the door, he turns around and runs off down the stairs leading to the exit of the tower. Unfortunately in his haste, he slips on a step and runs down the steep stairs, his neck hits a step. His lifeless body slumps to the ground.

     – The Scoured Legion (18)

"I hate horses." said Edwin frowning at the saddled brown mare in front of him.
"Would you prefer a camel?" asked Zodd and looked at their orc vanguards struggling with a couple of camels.
"No. I'd rather use a gate or lacking that a flying carpet. Sadly we don't know any nearby gates and only carpet we possess is needed elsewhere." replied Edwin.
"Did you pack everything?" asked Lorelei impatiently.
"Maps, herbs, weapons, food and booze. All accounted for." said Zodd.
"Then let's go." said Lorelei and mounted her black stallion.
Edwin looked back at the tower that has been their home for the last few months and sighed. "That galleon better be waiting for us when we arrive."

     – Wandering Monsters (16)