Halflings: Day 1

From the safety of our tower we can see that there is much to do in these lands. Unfortunately, the small legs of the wee-folk accomplish little.

Halflings, Day 2:

Today our forces descended upon a dungeon manned by orcan scum. Halfling assassins easily breached the walls and were met with a hail of arrows. The assassins were able to fall one of the archers but their wounds were dire and they were lost to us. Outside the gate, the deputy halfling pony rider and the sheriff continued to work on the walls. Their lack of physical strength cost them as the archer picked off the defenceless deputy. The sheriff, enrgaed by the slaughter of his comrades, bashed through the gate and killed the archer. An orcish grunt was the next to perish but that left an opening for the cavalry. From his monstrous steed, the orc skewered the fatigued little one and raised his sword to deliver the final blow, but the sherriff quickly drew his pistol and downed the beastly rider. The prisoners, now freed, have agreed to join our armies but only time shall tell if the costs were too high.

Turn 1

Consolidated my surrounding lands.

Turn 2

Discovered vast riches beneath the earth... and beyond

We have convinced some halflings that the small folk should stand united and they gladly offered their furnace to us.

turn 3
mmm, many farms with fat sheep stupid dwrvs to tough to eat.. mm.. ugly orcs we trick to be with us.. troops hungry for bigfeet..

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Turn 3

Gathering an eclectic group of allies to defeat the enemies that thwart my destiny!

We have received warning from Mab that the goblins do not wish our company and that we should go no further. Unfortunately, the small folk could see no others and don't know which direction the goblins referred to. We have probably trespassed upon someone's toes.

we had big feast last night got very drunk could't move an inch. chief said we move out later tonight. we are hoping stupid miltia keeps heading this way so we can eat good
they have the best tastiest bones...

arrg, warlord woke us up early to catch man in white dress if he keeps coming our way, seems he got smart and run, ... we heard rumor of big news but I can not talk about it or lose my head...

Turn 3

Marinus' Legionnaire crashed my party so I threw him out on his ear! These Halfling lackeys should learn their place.

Mab's grunts should stop sniffin' around my alleys. The Queen hates goblins and likes to invent new games... most grunts don't last long. Oh! Darn! She picked Grunt Flombay. The smell of grunt stays in the sheets for weeks!

My brethren declined my offer to purchase their furnace. They were obviously delusional, so I put them out of their misery. The poor souls.

Reports from our archon scout in the underworld have stopped. We fear the worst and priest are sent to his family to console them.

A field scout also sends word that orcs are moving toward us. Diplomats have issued warning to the goblin clans that some lines should not be crossed. The halflings have been busy with more promises in the future. Our kingdom shall not fall easily.

Wow! A very resilient grunt! But my Queen is patient... and loves games...

I also liberated a nice pet from evil draconian overlords. She'll make a nice addition to my conquering army.

The elves have heard of our plight and have sent some nice nymphs to help us. Our army is growing.

Even the halfling king fights for the rights of the little people.

Just movement.

Stupid humans sneaking about in the dark. come on up so I can have a feast.... damn little dwarfs sneaking about too, I took care of you but you hurt my pretty...

Ah! Dear! The grunt is almost done! One more turn should have him crispy!

No sign of Marinus' peasant since I smoke him out of his hiding place in the forest. But these halflings are a sneaky bunch, so I called in the perfect defense...

A keep, a node, and a goblin: Mab will learn who is king of the Shadow World!

The halflings didn't do much this day. Most just sat around the local tavern listening to the tale of Kipal and the burning bush. Good thing that boy's little legs can really motor.

BTW- I noticed that I haven't registered this game as a WL match yet. Should I register it or should we just leave it? I don't know if there have been any major battles.

Tibbs - Yes. Please register it as a WL game. Or let me know how to do it.

No sign of my grunt appetizer. He may have fallen through the barbecue grill into the ashes. Oh well.

sneaksie hobbitsies! Five now lurking! I guess halflings are horrible story tellers, because they ran out of the tavern into another burning bush!

Lost a swashbuckler. Gained a node.

The forests are burning. After a few quick stone throws at the human scout we got ourselves out of there.

**The game has been registered for WL. Good luck everyone. To register the game all you have to do is reply to this thread:

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We gambled with a quest and were greatly rewarded. A good day for the little people topped by the joining of a legendary halfling.

Just movement... Apparently my guests don't enjoy my barbecues...

An undead outpost has finally been cleared for halfling habitat. Talk about cleaning skeletons out of the closet....

BTW* Where are we on our other game? I've received two turns from this one but nothing from our epic game. If it is my turn, please resend. Thanks.

Just movement... and a smoking grunt.

Sneaksie hobbitsies gave way to sneaksie elves

Just movement.

We found a stray cat and immediately put it to sleep. You have to be careful with those things, if you let them wander about they might have a litter. (or get in the trash)

Hmmm... what to do now?

This should be interesting.

Previous moves were all movement:

Found the grunt that fell off the barbie and skewered him.

Found Mab's lackey underground... hmmm...

Took a look topside and recaptured a windmill.

Another day and another interesting possibility. Ah, the happy halfling life.

WOW! Mana from heaven! While Mab's lackey harasses me underground, I'm drinking ale in his taverns and seducing the miner's daughter! Glory Days!! Oh! And I roasted Queen Mab herself! MADE... MY... DAY!!

(however, no sign of our halfling foe... not good...)

We have fulfilled another quest for the wonderful Lady of the Forests. Her reward was strange but we appreciated it. A few little scouts have noticed a tigran scout coming our way. Best turn back if he wants to keep his knee-caps.

Out of the fire and into a scout. Well, at least he was there.

Our enemy has tried to burn our short-legged scouts but has missed. Now they will be even harder to find.

We have charged our short little legs forward and have discovered the strength of the humans hiding in the dark. Let's see... they got one of those and another one of those....

Marinus has finally chosen to grace us with his presence! Unfortunately, the basement isn't ready right now. I hope you finished counting.

Sorry about your slingers, but they did kill my pet spider.

Halflings riding birds have arrived on the scene. This ought to stir things up.

The humans have fled to their castle. Time for some mayhem.

If Marinus' birds would just come a little closer, I could have me a nice barbecue. My Troll is getting hungry!

Not only are the birds continuing to steal the enemy's resources they are also yelling the most obscene things at them. Oh my.

Resent both games to Mad.

Moved the birds to a better perch and said hello to the human's scouting party. Too bad they didn't share our sense of humour.