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SteveMB at 15:44, 15 May 2010

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	Then, they vanished.		Then, they vanished.

-	The red and orange banners of the proud capital city turned a blank gray, and stopped waving.	+	The red and orange [[Raiment#Livery\|banners]] of the proud capital city turned a blank gray, and stopped waving.

	For the Queen had destroyed herself, and Unaroyal was no more.		For the Queen had destroyed herself, and Unaroyal was no more.

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SteveMB at 21:50, 11 November 2009

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Commander I. Heartly Noah at 02:57, 30 October 2009

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	We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy Unit\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his [[men]] at hand for his own such moment of truth.		We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy Unit\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his [[men]] at hand for his own such moment of truth.

-	As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.	+	As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a [[parley]], not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.

	I rode there personally, taking a small group of heavy [[holla]]s, two warlord advisors, and [[K.C.]], my Chief Warlord. The hex boundary lay across the main road, and the Princess was waiting there to speak to me.		I rode there personally, taking a small group of heavy [[holla]]s, two warlord advisors, and [[K.C.]], my Chief Warlord. The hex boundary lay across the main road, and the Princess was waiting there to speak to me.

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	The letter was written in blackest shining ink on fine vellum, in a formal, feminine hand. It read thus:		The letter was written in blackest shining ink on fine vellum, in a formal, feminine hand. It read thus:
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	'''My dearest friend [[Don King\|Don]], [[King]] of [[Transylvito]],		'''My dearest friend [[Don King\|Don]], [[King]] of [[Transylvito]],
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	Your portrait hangs above this writing desk, upon which I have scribbled so many dreadful banalities that you long ago ought to have decided me a very foolish woman. And when I was not writing, I shamefully abused your [[Bunny\|long-suffering]] [[Thinkamancer]], merely to share the turn by turn trivialities of queenly and kingly lives.		Your portrait hangs above this writing desk, upon which I have scribbled so many dreadful banalities that you long ago ought to have decided me a very foolish woman. And when I was not writing, I shamefully abused your [[Bunny\|long-suffering]] [[Thinkamancer]], merely to share the turn by turn trivialities of queenly and kingly lives.

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	Think me weak or strong, my dearest Don, it is the only thing I can do. Titans forgive me.		Think me weak or strong, my dearest Don, it is the only thing I can do. Titans forgive me.
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	All my love and friendship, in this or any life,		All my love and friendship, in this or any life,
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	[[Queen Bea\|Bea]], Queen of Unaroyal'''		[[Queen Bea\|Bea]], Queen of Unaroyal'''
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	The sun was setting, as a tired woman with raw red eyes waved a wand over an upturned [[magic hat\|silk hat]], and saw the letter inside vanish. Vanish.		The sun was setting, as a tired woman with raw red eyes waved a wand over an upturned [[magic hat\|silk hat]], and saw the letter inside vanish. Vanish.

Commander I. Heartly Noah at 12:22, 13 October 2009

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	She rose from the writing desk, the folds in her orange and red satin gown dropping neatly into place, straightening with perfect elegance. She walked the carpeted hallways of this empty palace, as the rainbow smears from dangling crystals danced and spun upon shadowed walls and curtains.		She rose from the writing desk, the folds in her orange and red satin gown dropping neatly into place, straightening with perfect elegance. She walked the carpeted hallways of this empty palace, as the rainbow smears from dangling crystals danced and spun upon shadowed walls and curtains.

-	At the end of the hall she found the room she needed. She had been here once today already. A shimmering magenta portal stood framed by simple columns on one wall. She did not falter, not a step.	+	At the end of the hall she found the room she needed. She had been here once today already. A shimmering magenta [[portal]] stood framed by simple columns on one wall. She did not falter, not a step.

	In the field there stood more than two thousand units of the Unaroyal army, camped, ready for the next day's battle, discussing and speculating why their Queen had opted to make their stand outside the city.		In the field there stood more than two thousand units of the Unaroyal army, camped, ready for the next day's battle, discussing and speculating why their Queen had opted to make their stand outside the city.

Commander I. Heartly Noah at 12:04, 13 October 2009

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	Alas, but the truth of it is more ghastly than you or I imagined. I have spoken with [[Princess Cruz\|Cruz]] this turn.		Alas, but the truth of it is more ghastly than you or I imagined. I have spoken with [[Princess Cruz\|Cruz]] this turn.

-	We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy Unit\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his men at hand for his own such moment of truth.	+	We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy Unit\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his [[men]] at hand for his own such moment of truth.

	As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.		As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.

Commander I. Heartly Noah at 11:40, 13 October 2009

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	[[Queen Bea\|Bea]], Queen of Unaroyal'''		[[Queen Bea\|Bea]], Queen of Unaroyal'''

-	The sun was setting, as a tired woman with raw red eyes waved a wand over an upturned [[magic ~~Hat~~\|silk hat]], and saw the letter inside vanish. Vanish.	+	The sun was setting, as a tired woman with raw red eyes waved a wand over an upturned [[magic hat\|silk hat]], and saw the letter inside vanish. Vanish.

	She rose from the writing desk, the folds in her orange and red satin gown dropping neatly into place, straightening with perfect elegance. She walked the carpeted hallways of this empty palace, as the rainbow smears from dangling crystals danced and spun upon shadowed walls and curtains.		She rose from the writing desk, the folds in her orange and red satin gown dropping neatly into place, straightening with perfect elegance. She walked the carpeted hallways of this empty palace, as the rainbow smears from dangling crystals danced and spun upon shadowed walls and curtains.

Commander I. Heartly Noah at 11:39, 13 October 2009

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	Alas, but the truth of it is more ghastly than you or I imagined. I have spoken with [[Princess Cruz\|Cruz]] this turn.		Alas, but the truth of it is more ghastly than you or I imagined. I have spoken with [[Princess Cruz\|Cruz]] this turn.

-	We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy ~~unit~~\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his men at hand for his own such moment of truth.	+	We knew the [[Gobwin Knob\|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal\|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy Unit\|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately\|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his men at hand for his own such moment of truth.

	As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.		As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.

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'''Turns since TBfGK: 31'''

The letter was written in blackest shining ink on fine vellum, in a formal, feminine hand. It read thus:

'''My dearest friend [[Don King|Don]], [[King]] of [[Transylvito]],

Your portrait hangs above this writing desk, upon which I have scribbled so many dreadful banalities that you long ago ought to have decided me a very foolish woman. And when I was not writing, I shamefully abused your [[Bunny|long-suffering]] [[Thinkamancer]], merely to share the turn by turn trivialities of queenly and kingly lives.

I will not apologize, as our conversations have been my greatest pleasure in [[Erfworld]]. Remember that, dear man.

But I shall burden your [[Bunny]] no longer. Please express my gratitude for her patient service. This word I must send to you in writing.

We have spoken often of my [[heir|daughter]], [[Princess Cruz]]. When she fell, defending [[Unavac]] nine [[turn]]s ago, your words of kindness were my only solace. When reports arrived that she had not been [[croaked]], but had [[turning|turned]], your assurances were of great comfort as well.

Alas, but the truth of it is more ghastly than you or I imagined. I have spoken with [[Princess Cruz|Cruz]] this turn.

We knew the [[Gobwin Knob|enemy]] had mustered and that their [[column]] was near the [[capital]]. I had ordered most remaining [[unit]]s to [[City of Unaroyal|Unaroyal]] for the siege and defense. With eleven [[warlord]]s, four [[caster]]s, fourteenscore [[heavy unit|heavies]], and eighteen hundred [[infantry]], we felt we could mount a respectable defense. [[Jetstone]] nobly offered assistance, but [[King Slately|Slately]] is reeling. If we should fall, better for him that he might have all his men at hand for his own such moment of truth.

As [[Gobwin Knob]] was ending turn, word came that the enemy was seeking a parley, not by [[Thinkagram]], but at the [[hex]] boundary at the head of their column. Our messenger reported that the request was made by my daughter, at which I very nearly [[disband]]ed him.

I rode there personally, taking a small group of heavy [[holla]]s, two warlord advisors, and [[K.C.]], my Chief Warlord. The hex boundary lay across the main road, and the Princess was waiting there to speak to me.

She wore black livery, adorned with a white skull and pink flower crest. At her back stood maximum [[stack]]s of heavy units and [[siege engine|siege]], including many I recognized as former Unaroyal units. There also stood the [[Chief Warlord]] of Gobwin Knob. I knew his face. I had known him as Slately's son, [[Prince Ansom|Ansom]].

[[Prince Ansom]] had once wielded the [[Arkenpliers]], but carried them no longer. That artifact instead belongs now to Gobwin Knob's [[Croakamancer]], who is called [[Wanda Firebaugh|Wanda]]. She is attuned, and they give her the power to create [[Uncroaked]] units with vastly superior points and capabilities. Her term for these is "[[Decrypted]]." My daughter's body was made into one such.

She seemed overjoyed to see me.

She was fully articulate, and in possession of her memories. I asked questions only Cruz would know, and she answered. We talked for at least two hours. I learned the above, and a great deal more. Heed this, [[Don King|Don]]. And fear.

The attunement of two [[Arkentool]]s to the same [[side]] may mean many things. But Gobwin Knob has taken it to mean that the [[Titans]] of Ark have revoked the mandate bestowed upon [[Royal]] lines to rule. Ansom affirmed this point, when I queried. The Decrypted act as if they have a new Titanic mandate.

The Croakamancer herself never spoke. She observed all, and simply met my gaze silently when addressed. The Decrypted Ansom gushed about his "Mistress Wanda" as the instrument of the Titan's will. The Decrypted Cruz said much the same.

They are pursuing the express aim of bringing all sides into a new alliance, in line with this new view of the world. They ask for the allegiance of all. Failing that, they intend to croak and decrypt every unit in Erfworld. Whatever this mockery of my daughter was, she then asked me to surrender Unaroyal and ally with Stanley.

I said that I would require counsel, and withdrew from the hex boundary to privacy. To my Chief Warlord I said simply, "Destroy her." He would only carry out the order if I pledged to remain in safety. I so pledged.

The attack was brief and gruesome. K.C. approached on hollaback as if to speak to Cruz. He then lunged across the boundary. At his command the stack engaged her exclusively, and overpowered her. With K.C.'s own swordblow, I saw her turn to dust.

The party was then croaked in seconds. As the Croakamancer set upon the bodies of our fallen units, Ansom shouted to me, chiding me sorely. Within a few minutes, all of our units were standing again, and K.C. was also shouting at me. Cruz, however, was not restored. Decrypted can be destroyed.

I turned my [[mount]] homeward and fled, weeping.

I have spent most of the [[treasury]] and [[gem]]s [[promotion|promoting]] all [[garrison]] units to [[level|full]] and sending them out of the [[city]]. My casters' names are [[Vanna]], a [[Turnamancer]], [[Jeftichew]], a [[Carnymancer]], [[Bowie]], a [[Changemancer]], and [[Spenser]], a [[Findamancer]]. I made them pledge only to work for Royal sides, and sent them to the [[Magic Kingdom]]. Please employ them if you can. Tell the other sides the nature of the enemy. This corruptive madness cannot be the Titans' will. Do what you can to stop it, as I now do the only thing left to me.

Think me weak or strong, my dearest Don, it is the only thing I can do. Titans forgive me.

All my love and friendship, in this or any life,

[[Queen Bea|Bea]], Queen of Unaroyal'''

The sun was setting, as a tired woman with raw red eyes waved a wand over an upturned [[magic Hat|silk hat]], and saw the letter inside vanish. Vanish.

She rose from the writing desk, the folds in her orange and red satin gown dropping neatly into place, straightening with perfect elegance. She walked the carpeted hallways of this empty palace, as the rainbow smears from dangling crystals danced and spun upon shadowed walls and curtains.

At the end of the hall she found the room she needed. She had been here once today already. A shimmering magenta portal stood framed by simple columns on one wall. She did not falter, not a step.

In the field there stood more than two thousand units of the Unaroyal army, camped, ready for the next day's battle, discussing and speculating why their Queen had opted to make their stand outside the city.

Then, they vanished.

The red and orange banners of the proud capital city turned a blank gray, and stopped waving.

For the Queen had destroyed herself, and Unaroyal was no more.

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