There are news of other factions nearby.
Lets hope they are as unfriedly as we wish they are.

     – Al Garb (12)

Truly, we have landed in a blessed area! No-one sharing our gate yet, and plenty of mountains. No sign of settlements or anything with a large tax base, so no-one will come looking for this land yet.

     – Children of the Four Winds (19)

No alignment options found after searching for two turns: all the same
We must accept our fate - past time to settle and expand.

     – ClanJaguar (8)

Lord Korel surveyed the forest with disgust. Who were these "klingons," he wondered, and why did they leave such a mess. With a heavy sigh, he picked up his bag and began to gather trash.

     – The Defenders (9)

Where did all these guys came from? And what language are they speaking? And why can't they shut up! There is no way to read anything properly here.

     – Fanhunters (21)

Our peaceful peasants are beginning to cultivate the land. We will drain the swamp and plow the tundra. Welcome travelers.

     – Joyful People (10)

Next step, gather as many men as possible to join our cause. The empire will grow

     – Malibuwest (15)

**Sir. Scout have not replied yet.
*Alright.
**Sir, do you belive we will find land for your kingdom?
*Time will tell. Now shut up and bring me wine.

     – Motsognir (11)

Hobgoblins? What the hell is that a race? "Hobo goblins"?
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noun: hobo; plural noun: hoboes; plural noun: hobos

- a homeless person; a tramp or vagrant.

Hm, this is at least some explanation to that strange name of that race - goblins without homes. If we help them to get homes and settle somewhere, will they be grateful and serve us? Let's try!

     – People of the Lie (20)

Finally, good news is coming from our scouts, a friendly face, full of sharp teeth but still friendly.

     – The Scoured Legion (18)

"Nicely planned ambush. They never seen us coming" Said Edwin and nodded to Zodd in approval.
"Nothing but a bunch of half-starved lizard men. They had no tactical sense at all. Camping in the open like that. Incompetent fools." replied Zodd with a wave of his hand.
"They had nothing on them." Lorelei joined in the conversation after examining the bodies and signaled to the ogres that they can take away the corpses.
"Good practice though." said Edwin flexing his fingers and smiled.
"Someone is in a good mood" observed Lorelei.
"Well, it's good to be young again." Edwin replied then asked: "You seem moody today. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Where should I start? We are in the middle of nowhere. There's no-one important to charm and dominate. We have no means to take the hobgoblin city and this swamp stinks." the Lorelei explained.
"She's hungry. She can't feed much on the dreams of dumb ogres and goblins. And I guess you being a skilled wizard guard your dreams with your mental discipline." Zodd said with amusement then winced as Lorelei kicked him.
"Edwin dear, I don't suppose you could share your bedroll with me tonight?" Lorelei asked with the sweetest smile and the coldest eyes the wizard had ever seen.
"Not a chance. If you've spent as many decades in a failing body as I have you'd understand that I value my new found youth more than anything. You won't be able to seduce me - my dear." Edwin replied with a wry smile.
"Challenge accepted." whispered Lorelei into the wizard's ears then started walking back towards their own camp.

     – Wandering Monsters (16)

- Your majesty, we've meet natives. They are green and they have huge teeth.
- Welcome them as polite as possible but don't forget to show our swords.

     – Windmasters (13)