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Yeah, there were grander [[capital]]s in Erfworld. That was true.

[[Jillian]] had seen [[city|cities]] woven from black iron, cities of soaring brass arches and snowy-white marble, a jumble of complicated little aqueducts beneath a rainbow-tinged waterfall, a city in the sand, tilted like a castoff seashell, cities of smoke and of glitter, of reeds and of weeping rust. But in all her travels she had yet to see the like of [[Faq]], her home.

On the one hand, she hated the design of this place. The [[Outer Walls|outer walls]] were ridiculously high for a city that would probably never have to repel an attacking army on the ground. The squat and venerable [[Abe Pagoda]] was nothing like the soaring mooring [[tower]] she’d have liked to have, with berths for dozens of [[heavy]] [[flier]]s. And ([[Titans]] forbid) if they ever had to defend this city from the air, all those [[caster]]s they kept in that sad little tower would be wishing for one with a decent boost.

But those were just the gripes of her [[Chief Warlord]] side. Really, she always surprised herself with how much she loved this place.

Perched upon her great bulky [[megalogwiff]], she flew in high over green terraces with carefully tended gardens, shining fountains, and ponds full of tasty fish. The orderly streets fanned out below her in symmetrical patterns of curves and rays. Sides with a [[Signamancer]] always kept the tidiest cities in Erfworld.

Yeah, Faq could best be appreciated from the air like this. But few people ever saw it from up here. [[Adderall Hawk]], Faq's [[Mathamancer]], was their only talking [[unit]] with the [[flying]] [[special]]. The last Jillian had heard, he only ever used it to go meditate on the nearby mountaintops.

She certainly couldn't imagine her father taking any pleasure flights on [[gwiffon]]back. No. Too undignified and improper for a [[king]]. Members of the Royal Court were above that sort of thing (or in this case, beneath it). And they almost never flew out to [[Otoh]] or [[Kibo]], either. No reason for the intellectuals to go out to the [[farm]] and watch the bread appear.

So looking upon home from the air was a treat just for her, just for the wayward Princess and her warriors. For scores upon scores of [[turn]]s she had flown far away to put her life up for this elegant, stuffy, manicured, snooty, beautiful city. Out there in the field, the sons and daughters of Faq had fought and fallen, in gruesome scenes of valor that would remain unknown to those who slept here.

The Court, of course, had no interest in glory.

Truth be told, neither did she. Glory was a fairly stupid thing to fight for. But those who had gone to meet the Titans in support of their side deserved better than a polite cough and a change of subject, and that's what was waiting for her on the ground.

She realized she was stalling, spiraling lazily around the [[garrison]]. She grunted at herself in disgust. Okay, sightseeing over. This was not how she tackled her problems. She had her orders.

Princess Jillian nosed her stack into a sharp dive, straight toward that ridiculous hut they called a “tower.”

::::::::::::::::---

Upon the flat landing near the top of the pagoda, an honor guard raised the bells of their banner-hung trumpets and called out a fanfare in brassy harmony. "Blatt, bippa, braaaang... Buh-brang! Buh-braaaang!"

Huh. That was new.

Bright flares shot upward from the roof in blazing yellow and green, Faq’s colors. A flock of white doves was released from the eaves.

...What?

Squads of sharply synchronized soldiers raised their spears in reverent salute to her approach. The steel tips of twoscore spears glinted in the sunlight.

And that was...''very'' new. And unexpected. Okay, when and ''why'' did they [[pop]] new infantry? What did they expect to do with these troops? Wait, were those ''[[knight]]s''? When were they going to tell her about all this?

She tugged on the reins and brought her enormous, silent beast into a leisurely approach, on a level with the tower top. She could barely believe this reception, and she wanted to appreciate it. Had there really been this much of a change at Court? About defense, and...about her?

“How ‘bout all of this?” she remarked over her shoulder to [[Chip Tunage]], whose megalo followed closely along at her flank.

“Hm?” he said.

“This welcome,” she said, indicating the tower.

Chip frowned a bit, looking oddly apologetic. “Well, you know,” he shrugged, “what’d you expect, right?”

Jillian wasn’t sure what he meant by that, and turned and looked again at the tower top. Behind the honor guard, in the shade of the upwardly curving rooftop, she could now see a full formal reception. There stood her father and the entire Court. All of Faq’s casters were there, in their humble matching robes. Servants waited in the shadows with teacups and sweetmeats.

She recognized the slender Add Hawk, standing right next to big Brother [[Orwell]] the [[Lookamancer]]. There was [[Marie LaVraie]], the [[Predictamancer]], and Sister [[Betsy Murgatroyd]] the [[Healomancer]]. The Signamancer, Brother [[Labeler]], stood beside [[Jack Snipe]], their indispensable [[Foolamancer]]. [[Moothfott]] the [[Moneymancer]] stood at the right hand of [[King Banhammer]], of course. Even the lowly and disfavored [[Shockmancer]], [[Rusty Trombone]], was standing off to one side.

They all smiled at her serenely as she pulled beside the edge of the tower top. Floating on the cool breeze came the gentle whisper of bamboo flutes.

At first bump, she threw down her reins and dismounted quickly and smartly, quickly sliding down her megalo’s yellow flank. She planted her boots on the worn hardwood, which was littered with yellow rose petals in a trail that led straight to her father the King.

There he stood, his great arms crossed in judgment. But his face was smiling proudly, as if to say “All is forgiven, welcome home.”

She heaved her shoulders up, blew out a long breath, and stalked her way forward. Her boots clomp-clomped over the flower petals.

A few steps from her father, Jillian veered from the trail. Head forward, eyebrows low, she walked up to Jack Snipe, not even breaking her stride.

“Okay. Cut this crap,” she scowled at him, closing in face-to face.

“Aww,” said the Foolamancer, looking around. “Aw, now,” he frowned, “I plead best intent, of course. But yes all right, I know an order when I hear one.”

He jerked his head, and the flute stopped in mid-note. The entire tower top emptied of personnel and decorations, except for Jack, Jillian, and off to one side the Master of the Garrison, [[Sergeant Lepper]]. These were the only two who had ''actually'' come to greet her return.

Jillian nodded to the Sergeant's shaky salute, and turned back to the skinny little caster who had made this whole trick appear. “Jack...”

“It was just for your eyes, of course, Royal Highness. The point was made. That’s the reception you ''ought'' to’ve had.” His gaunt face was earnest and unapologetic, his tone insistent. “Our Yellow Rose has returned! And it is...an ''injustice'' to treat the flyer landing as a servants’ entrance.”

Poor Jack Snipe. He was maybe the only caster at Court who was actually fond of her. She could imagine him standing up for her in their little late-night philosophy circle. He played his role of Knave and said the things only a Royal fool could really get away with, but being her friend still cost him a lot.

“Hey!” she yelled at the Captain and her troops alike. “This caster tried to use his [[Foolamancy]] on me, and I caught him. Everybody turn around, you shouldn’t have to see this. S’gonna be a little brutal.”

Her troops, on her order, turned their heads away.

She grabbed the rail-thin man by his shoulders, and popped him right in the lips with a quick kiss. Then she drew him to her, and crushed him mightily against her armor. “Thanks,” she whispered.

“Of...of course Mistress,” said Jack humbly.

Jillian released him, then took a few steps back toward her megalo and unbuckled a saddlebag. She slung it over her shoulder and stalked into the tower. “They want me at Court, right? I’m going to change, ’cause... I guess they’ll want me to.”

“They do,” said Jack. “But Highness...please don’t ever.”

When the troops looked back, they winced. Jillian couldn’t imagine what picture Jack had put in their eyes, but she laughed wickedly as she skipped down the wooden staircase.

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Marie LaVraie

2012-06-11T08:01:07Z

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Flying unit

2012-06-11T07:59:26Z

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=Proposed Canon=

A [[Unit]] capable of [[Movement|Moving]] through the air in addition to, or instead of, moving along the ground. Some can be used as [[mount]]s.

Differences in terrain/hex type will result in movement penalties. The higher the altitude of the terrain, the higher the potential penalties. Different flying units take different penalties for the same terrain type.

==Known Units==

Known flying units include:
* [[Archon]]
* [[Doombat]]
* [[Dwagon]]
* [[Gwiffon]]
* [[Orly]]
* [[Unipegataur]]
* [[Goyles]]
** [[Goyles#Skanks|Skanks]]
* [[Megalogwiffs|Megalogwiff]]
* [[Larrybird]]
* [[Flying rod]]
* [[Buttress]]
* [[Moonbat]]
* [[Wingnut]]
* [[Flying Lotus]]
* [[Goobird]]
* [[Warlord]] with 'flying' [[special]] - including [[Transylvito Vampire]]s, as well as unnamed [[Haffaton]] warlord[[IPTSF Text 19]] and [[Faq]]'s [[Marika Neagle]][[IPTSF Text 28]]
* Casters, such as [[Adderall Hawk]], can have the flight special as well.

[[Jillian]], [[Wanda]], [[Stanley]] and [[Ansom]] have used flying mounts. A rider knocked from a flying mount can take significant damage upon hitting the ground.

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[[Category:Flying Unit]]
[[Category:Proposed Canon]]
[[Category:Speculation]]

Flier

2012-06-11T07:58:29Z

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#REDIRECT [[Flying unit]]

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2012-06-11T04:52:28Z

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IPTSF Text 30

2012-06-11T04:52:09Z

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{{pager int|Text 30|IPTSF}}

Yeah, there were grander capitals in Erfworld. That was true.

Jillian had seen cities woven from black iron, cities of soaring brass arches and snowy-white marble, a jumble of complicated little aqueducts beneath a rainbow-tinged waterfall, a city in the sand, tilted like a castoff seashell, cities of smoke and of glitter, of reeds and of weeping rust. But in all her travels she had yet to see the like of Faq, her home.

On the one hand, she hated the design of this place. The outer walls were ridiculously high for a city that would probably never have to repel an attacking army on the ground. The squat and venerable Abe Pagoda was nothing like the soaring mooring tower she’d have liked to have, with berths for dozens of heavy fliers. And (Titans forbid) if they ever had to defend this city from the air, all those casters they kept in that sad little tower would be wishing for one with a decent boost.

But those were just the gripes of her Chief Warlord side. Really, she always surprised herself with how much she loved this place.

Perched upon her great bulky megalogwiff, she flew in high over green terraces with carefully tended gardens, shining fountains, and ponds full of tasty fish. The orderly streets fanned out below her in symmetrical patterns of curves and rays. Sides with a Signamancer always kept the tidiest cities in Erfworld.

Yeah, Faq could best be appreciated from the air like this. But few people ever saw it from up here. Adderall Hawk, Faq's Mathamancer, was their only talking unit with the flying special. The last Jillian had heard, he only ever used it to go meditate on the nearby mountaintops.

She certainly couldn't imagine her father taking any pleasure flights on gwiffonback. No. Too undignified and improper for a king. Members of the Royal Court were above that sort of thing (or in this case, beneath it). And they almost never flew out to Otoh or Kibo, either. No reason for the intellectuals to go out to the farm and watch the bread appear.

So looking upon home from the air was a treat just for her, just for the wayward Princess and her warriors. For scores upon scores of turns she had flown far away to put her life up for this elegant, stuffy, manicured, snooty, beautiful city. Out there in the field, the sons and daughters of Faq had fought and fallen, in gruesome scenes of valor that would remain unknown to those who slept here.

The Court, of course, had no interest in glory.

Truth be told, neither did she. Glory was a fairly stupid thing to fight for. But those who had gone to meet the Titans in support of their side deserved better than a polite cough and a change of subject, and that's what was waiting for her on the ground.

She realized she was stalling, spiraling lazily around the garrison. She grunted at herself in disgust. Okay, sightseeing over. This was not how she tackled her problems. She had her orders.

Princess Jillian nosed her stack into a sharp dive, straight toward that ridiculous hut they called a “tower.”

::::::::::::::::---

Upon the flat landing near the top of the pagoda, an honor guard raised the bells of their banner-hung trumpets and called out a fanfare in brassy harmony. "Blatt, bippa, braaaang... Buh-brang! Buh-braaaang!"

Huh. That was new.

Bright flares shot upward from the roof in blazing yellow and green, Faq’s colors. A flock of white doves was released from the eaves.

...What?

Squads of sharply synchronized soldiers raised their spears in reverent salute to her approach. The steel tips of twoscore spears glinted in the sunlight.

And that was...very new. And unexpected. Okay, when and why did they pop new infantry? What did they expect to do with these troops? Wait, were those knights? When were they going to tell her about all this?

She tugged on the reins and brought her enormous, silent beast into a leisurely approach, on a level with the tower top. She could barely believe this reception, and she wanted to appreciate it. Had there really been this much of a change at Court? About defense, and...about her?

“How ‘bout all of this?” she remarked over her shoulder to Chip Tunage, whose megalo followed closely along at her flank.

“Hm?” he said.

“This welcome,” she said, indicating the tower.

Chip frowned a bit, looking oddly apologetic. “Well, you know,” he shrugged, “what’d you expect, right?”

Jillian wasn’t sure what he meant by that, and turned and looked again at the tower top. Behind the honor guard, in the shade of the upwardly curving rooftop, she could now see a full formal reception. There stood her father and the entire Court. All of Faq’s casters were there, in their humble matching robes. Servants waited in the shadows with teacups and sweetmeats.

She recognized the slender Add Hawk, standing right next to big Brother Orwell the Lookamancer. There was Marie LaVraie, the Predictamancer, and Sister Betsy Murgatroyd the Healomancer. The Signamancer, Brother Labeler, stood beside Jack Snipe, their indispensable Foolamancer. Moothfott the Moneymancer stood at the right hand of King Banhammer, of course. Even the lowly and disfavored Shockmancer, Rusty Trombone, was standing off to one side.

They all smiled at her serenely as she pulled beside the edge of the tower top. Floating on the cool breeze came the gentle whisper of bamboo flutes.

At first bump, she threw down her reins and dismounted quickly and smartly, quickly sliding down her megalo’s yellow flank. She planted her boots on the worn hardwood, which was littered with yellow rose petals in a trail that led straight to her father the King.

There he stood, his great arms crossed in judgment. But his face was smiling proudly, as if to say “All is forgiven, welcome home.”

She heaved her shoulders up, blew out a long breath, and stalked her way forward. Her boots clomp-clomped over the flower petals.

A few steps from her father, Jillian veered from the trail. Head forward, eyebrows low, she walked up to Jack Snipe, not even breaking her stride.

“Okay. Cut this crap,” she scowled at him, closing in face-to face.

“Aww,” said the Foolamancer, looking around. “Aw, now,” he frowned, “I plead best intent, of course. But yes all right, I know an order when I hear one.”

He jerked his head, and the flute stopped in mid-note. The entire tower top emptied of personnel and decorations, except for Jack, Jillian, and off to one side the Master of the Garrison, Sergeant Lepper. These were the only two who had actually come to greet her return.

Jillian nodded to the Sergeant's shaky salute, and turned back to the skinny little caster who had made this whole trick appear. “Jack...”

“It was just for your eyes, of course, Royal Highness. The point was made. That’s the reception you ought to’ve had.” His gaunt face was earnest and unapologetic, his tone insistent. “Our Yellow Rose has returned! And it is...an injustice to treat the flyer landing as a servants’ entrance.”

Poor Jack Snipe. He was maybe the only caster at Court who was actually fond of her. She could imagine him standing up for her in their little late-night philosophy circle. He played his role of Knave and said the things only a Royal fool could really get away with, but being her friend still cost him a lot.

“Hey!” she yelled at the Captain and her troops alike. “This caster tried to use his Foolamancy on me, and I caught him. Everybody turn around, you shouldn’t have to see this. S’gonna be a little brutal.”

Her troops, on her order, turned their heads away.

She grabbed the rail-thin man by his shoulders, and popped him right in the lips with a quick kiss. Then she drew him to her, and crushed him mightily against her armor. “Thanks,” she whispered.

“Of...of course Mistress,” said Jack humbly.

Jillian released him, then took a few steps back toward her megalo and unbuckled a saddlebag. She slung it over her shoulder and stalked into the tower. “They want me at Court, right? I’m going to change, ’cause... I guess they’ll want me to.”

“They do,” said Jack. “But Highness...please don’t ever.”

When the troops looked back, they winced. Jillian couldn’t imagine what picture Jack had put in their eyes, but she laughed wickedly as she skipped down the wooden staircase.

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Descriptive Table of Contents/LIAB

2012-06-06T16:30:57Z

Muzzafar: /* Issue 3: Lots of Sects, and Violence */

=== Issue 1: Meet the Jetstones ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) ====
=====[[Gobwin Knob]]'s turn=====
<ol>
<li>[[LIAB 1|Page 1]]: [[Stanley]] heads to the Situation Room to oversee the confrontation between [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]]; [[Parson]] shows up fashionably late.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 2|Page 2]]: A little trip down the [[Expository Bridge]]</li>
<li>[[LIAB 3|Page 3]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] [[parley]] on [[Expository Bridge]]; [[Tramennis]] is amusing.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 4|Page 4]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss Ansom's tactical skills. The battle begins.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 5|Page 5]]: [[Wanda]] consults with [[Parson]] on how to proceed. Suspecting a trap, he recommends further reconnaissance.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 6|Page 6]]: [[Wanda]] reveals her "grab-and-go" recon plan, as [[Ansom]] chafes under [[Parson|Parson's]] shadow and the [[Archons]] make use of their assets.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 7|Page 7]]: [[Lloyd|Dirty old man]] repeats himself. [[Archons]]' lighting proves to be more [[Shockmancy|shocking]] than their nudity. [[Jetstone]] brothers in a [[Tramennis|tremendously]] [[Ossomer|unawesome]] situation.
<li>[[LIAB 8|Page 8]]: [[Ansom]] is invisible, [[Ossomer]] is angry, [[Tramennis]] plays with bubble gum, and quadrupled arrows are quadrupled.
<li>[[LIAB Text 1|Text Update 1]]: [[Sizemore]] visits the [[Magic Kingdom]] and reflects on recent events.
<li>[[LIAB 9|Page 9]]: [[Wanda]] helps [[Ansom]] subdue [[Ossomer]]. They retreat with their hostage.
<li>[[LIAB Text 2|Text Update 2]]: [[Sizemore]] and [[Janis]] discuss [[Parson]], war, and friendship.
<li>[[LIAB 10|Page 10]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss evil, [[Wanda]] shows off her [[Arkenpliers|toy]]; Ossomer gives her an unpleasant surprise.
<li>[[LIAB Text 3|Text Update 3]]: [[Transylvito]] parties while watching the war, [[Caesar]] very carefully ignores [[Bunny]]; the lot of them sobers up unexpectedly.
<li>[[LIAB 11|Page 11]]: [[Wanda]] suggests cost-cutting measures vis a vis [[Jack]], but [[Stanley]] puts his foot down.
<li>[[LIAB Text 4|Text Update 4]]: [[Vurp]] gets in touch with his inner [[Hobgobwin]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 5|Text Update 5]]: A [[doombat|bat]] and a [[Bunny]] can reach places other [[Unit]]s cannot scratch.
<li>[[LIAB 12|Page 12]]: [[Tramennis]] wants to scratch his nose; [[Jillian]] prepares to scratch an old [[Wanda|itch]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 6|Text Update 6]]: [[Jillian]] skulks across the land while she sulks about her band. [[Titans]] [[disband]]!
<li>[[LIAB 13|Page 13]]: [[Parson]] runs some [[mathamancy|depressing odds]] and [[Faq|frightfully annoying questions]] past [[Wanda]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 7|Text Update 7]]: [[Prince]] [[Sammy]] is ready to [[rock]]; but can he [[Fate|roll]]?
<li>[[LIAB 14|Page 14]]: [[Parson]] obeys his [[Stanley|master]]; [[Ansom]] obeys his [[Wanda|mistress]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 8|Text Update 8]]: [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus]] internally poetizes on being called back from [[Croaking|death]].
<li>[[LIAB 15|Page 15]]: [[Tramennis]] observes as [[Wanda]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss the differences between sticks and carrots.
<li>[[LIAB Text 9|Text Update 9]]: [[King]] [[Slately]] counts his [[Rob_Balder#Outright_Lies|lies]], and argues with [[Retconjuration|truth]].
<li>[[LIAB 16|Page 16]]: [[Jillian]] parlays with [[Wanda]], and they decide (as usual) to do things the Hard Way.
<li>[[LIAB Text 10|Text Update 10]]: The [[Jack|eyemancer]] looks back to when the [[Wanda|naughtymancer]] foreshadowed.
<li>[[LIAB 17|Page 17]]: [[Jillian]] and [[Wanda]] get high on the field of battle; have a hard time expressing their [[WandaJillian|feelings]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 11|Text Update 11]]: [[Duncan Scone]] does some [[Date-a-mancy|matchmaking]] for the upcoming battle, expresses his doubts about [[Jillian]]'s choice of dates.
<li>[[LIAB 18|Page 18]]: [[Jillian]] makes [[Wanda]] an offer that would leave no [[Side]] [[Turning|unturned]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 12|Text Update 12]]: [[Ossomer]] finds a [[Duncan Scone|scone]] a bit tough to chew.
<li>[[LIAB 19|Page 19]]: [[Jillian]] and [[Wanda]] wave their [[Tools]] of [[Fate]] at each other.
<li>[[LIAB Text 13|Text Update 13]]: [[Maggie]] conserves [[juice]] and reports an irregularity in the [[battle]] plan.
<li>[[LIAB 20|Page 20]]: [[Jillian]] brings [[Charlie]]'s [[Arkendish|tool]] into her argument with [[Wanda]], and goes to have a chat with [[Vanna]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 14|Text Update 14]]: [[Slately]] tries to take solace in [[Queen Bea]]'s sacrifice, and is rather forcefully shushed.
<li>[[LIAB 21|Page 21]]: The [[Slately|King]] of [[Jetstone|Radishes]] asks about the bidding; the [[Jillian|Queen]] pulls an ace out of her hat; and the [[Vanna|Turnamancer]] calls [[turn|time]].</ol>

=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn=====
<ol start="36"><li>[[LIAB Text 15|Text Update 15]]: [[Tramennis]] and [[Adam Antium]] discuss the purpose of [[Music]] and never ending [[Battle|War]] as they wait for the end.
<li>[[LIAB 22|Page 22]]: The [[turn]]'s end turns heads as [[Vanna]] prepares another turn when [[Jillian]] is finally sure who she came here for.
<li>[[LIAB Text 16|Text Update 16]]: [[Don King]] makes it clear that this is his palace, and not [[Caesar]]'s.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 23|Page 23]]: [[Jillian|Jill]] wears the previously broken crown and offers [[Jack]] a lift [[Faq|home]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 17|Text Update 17]]: [[Charlie]] tries to understand [[Jillian]], but has to address a developing situation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 24|Page 24]]: When [[Tramennis]] met [[Jillian]]; what happens when you [[croak]] the [[croakamancer]]?
<li>[[LIAB Text 18|Text Update 18]]: [[Charlie]]'s [[Archons]] spy on [[Sammy]]; [[Sammy]] shoots [[Charlie]]'s [[Archons]]; [[Charlie]] makes [[Sammy]] think of home.
<li>[[LIAB 25|Page 25]]: [[Sammy]] reports for — ahem — [[duty]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 19|Text Update 19]]: On [[Gobwin Knob]]'s [[turn]], Ansom rallies the troops; on [[Royal Crown Coalition|the Coalition]]'s turn, he prepares to meet [[Jillian]].
<li>[[LIAB 26|Page 26]]: [[Sammy]] crosses that [[Expository Bridge|bridge]] when he comes to it, and [[Tramennis]] discovers how much [[Jillian]] does not know.
<li>[[LIAB Text 20|Text Update 20]]: [[Wanda]] lets her hair down and calls for a team huddle with [[Ossomer|a side of beef]], [[Jack Snipe|a fool]], and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|a burning woman]].
<li>[[LIAB 27|Page 27]]: [[Sammy]] moves in for the [[Ansom|kill]], but [[Jillian]] proves to be a fatal distraction.
<li>[[LIAB 28|Page 28]]: [[Parson]] and [[Stanley]], and [[Jillian]] and [[Ansom]], discuss [[Ansom|Ansom's]] [[fate]].
<li>[[LIAB 29|Page 29]]: When [[Vanna]] has trouble [[turning]] [[Ansom]]'s head, [[Jillian]] smothers him with love.
<li>[[LIAB Text 21|Text Update 21]]: [[Jack|The fool]] chuckles at the stone tied around the ankles of [[royal|royalty]].
<li>[[LIAB 30|Page 30]]: [[Jillian]] prepares to steam roll a path [[Faq|home]] and arrange her [[Ansom|lover]]'s [[turning|return]] .
<li>[[LIAB Text 22|Text Update 22]]: The [[Ford|Ford ranger]] pickups responsibility to at least scratch the [[Jetstone|rocks]] before being crushed by them.
<li>[[LIAB 31|Page 31]]: [[Tramennis|Two]] [[Jillian|Queens]] discuss who is a [[Toolism|toolist]], whilst [[Ansom|others]] [[Adam_Antium|disapprove]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 23|Text Update 23]]: [[Tramennis]] leads a [[golem|teddy bear]]'s picnic to breakfast on [[Ford|salad]].
<li>[[LIAB 32|Page 32]]: [[Ford]] gets crushed, [[Maggie]] requests and gets permission to
make a [[Suggestion Spell|suggestion]], and [[Parson]] gets back his job as [[chief warlord]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 24|Text Update 24]]: [[Wrigley]]'s life achieves a glorious climax as his spear finally enters some flesh.
<li>[[LIAB 33|Page 33]]: The [[Parson|master mind]] and [[Maggie|mind controller]] exchange a few angry thoughts on the subject of ethics - the latter wins and the former has an ugly thought.</ol>

=== Issue 2: It's Raining Men ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) continued ====
=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn continued =====
<ol start="58"><li>[[LIAB 33a|Page 33a]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] reviews what he has learned about just what options he has while off-turn.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 33b|Page 33b]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s notes continue with details of the Garrison/Airspace zone boundary.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 34|Page 34]]: [[Don King|The Don]] pops a recap into [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 25|Text Update 25]]: [[Tramennis]] weighs up the [[banana|weight]] flying above him as well as that upon his [[chief_warlord|shoulders]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 35|Page 35]]: The [[Don King|King of Bats]] counsels reason, while the [[King Slately|King of Radishes]] contemplates starvation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 26|Text Update 26]]: [[Zhopa]] makes a ham sandwich, whilst [[Stanley]] makes a meal of it.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 36|Page 36]]: The [[Parson Gotti|pizza-stained]] [[warlord]] plans a food fight.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 27|Text Update 27]]: [[Stanley]] regales [[Zhopa]] with, and answers the frequently asked questions about, the fall of [[Faq]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 37|Page 37]]: [[Slately]] stands, then [[Tramennis]] stands up to him when he takes a stand on understanding an [[Charlie|outstanding communicator]] and an [[Ossomer|upstanding warlord]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 28|Text Update 28]]: [[Jillian]] pushes around the goo of her feelings, whilst [[Ansom]] is pushed around by the goo of a [[megalogwiff]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 38|Page 38]]: Despite [[Jillian]] and [[Tramennis]]' best efforts, it is [[Parson]] who makes the call.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 29|Text Update 29]]: Two [[Toolism|Toolists]] compare their encounters with a [[Arkenpliers|Tool]] of the [[Titans]] as well as with a [[Parson Gotti|Tool]] of [[Fate]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 39|Page 39]]: [[Jillian]] is unimpressed with [[Charlie]]'s [[Luckamancy Charms|lucky charms]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 30|Text Update 30]]: With [[Cubbins]]' help, [[Ace Hardware]]'s [[inventory|stores]] becomes a helpful place.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 40|Page 40]]: [[Parson]] tells [[Maggie]] he takes his [[unit|game pieces]] seriously, and then goes to play dress-up; [[Tramennis]] gets a taste of the [[Charlie|rainbow]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 31|Text Update 31]]: [[Uhura]] gets [[nookie|dirty]] with a [[Sizemore Rockwell|dirtamancer]], and we learn that bad news comes in Fibbonacci sequences.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 41|Page 41]]: In a switch, [[Charlie]] tries to hire [[Tramennis]] with the promise of [[Eyemancy|dirt]] on a [[Parson Gotti|potato]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 42|Page 42]]: [[Parson]] plans a [[Portal|trip]] after his shameless self-[[promotion]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 32|Text Update 32]]: [[Duncan Scone|Duncan]] enjoys an [[megalogwiff|unstoppable]] [[mount]]. But he enjoys stopping the [[Jillian|unstoppable]] [[warlord]] more.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 43|Page 43]]: The [[Jetstone|radishes]] consider a [[parley]] with a [[Parson Gotti|potato]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 44|Page 44]]: [[Tramennis]] prepares for a [[parley|conference]]; [[Parson]] prepares for a [[combat]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 33|Text Update 33]]: A [[King Slately|short father]] takes a long walk with his [[Tramennis|last son]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 45|Page 45]]: [[Parson]] orders [[Wanda]] to evacuate some [[Airspace|air]], and [[Sizemore]] to [[Tunnel|evacuate]] some [[Magic_Kingdom#Portal_Park|ground]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 34|Text Update 34]]: [[Benjamin]] is not averse to be an observant servant in [[Rhyme-o-mancy|verse]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 46|Page 46]]: [[Parson]] pits [[Sizemore Rockwell|caster]] against [[Magic Kingdom|caster]] and [[Ossomer|brother]] against [[Tramennis|brother]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 35|Text Update 35]]: How is a [[Jack Snipe|foolamancer]] like a [[Wanda Firebaugh|croakamancer]]? They both choose to be first in war rather than third (or second) in love.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 47|Page 47]]: [[Spacerock]]'s [[Tramennis|prince]] poops on [[Ossomer]]'s new [[raiment|suit]] and [[dwagons]] poop on [[Spacerock]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 36|Text Update 36]]: [[Crap]] happens... to fall on [[Duke Adam Antium]] and his troops.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 48|Page 48]]: [[Tramennis]] mistakes tactics for tantrums.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 48a|Page 48a]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s [[eyebook]] explores [[ration|harvest]] exploits.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 49|Page 49]]: [[Dwagons]] fall down.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 37|Text Update 37]]: A [[Marie Lavraie|predictamancer]] prophesies [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s pending [[Magic_Kingdom#Portal_Park|Portal Park]] presence.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 50|Page 50]]: [[Jack]] acts the [[foolamancy|fool]] and the [[healomancy|Cure]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 38|Text Update 38]]: [[Maggie]] hopes a [[Great Minds that Think Alike|great mind]] plucks her [[G-String]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 51|Page 51]]: [[Jack]] and [[Wanda]] discuss the weather; [[Adam Antium|Adam]] drowns in it.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 39|Text Update 39]]: [[Sylvia]] commands [[Fud]] and [[Captain Archer|Archer]]. How it turned out was this: Awesome.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 52|Page 52]]: A [[Tramennis|Prince]] plans to port his [[King Slately|pater]]; [[Parson]] plans to pass a [[portal]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 40|Text Update 40]]: [[Isaac]] discovers the gravity of the situation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 53|Page 53]]: [[Tramennis|Jetstone's Prince]] reassesses his strategy; [[King Slately|Jetsone's King]] reassesses his princes.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 41|Text Update 41]]: In the huddle, [[Ace Hardware]] tries to change the play on the field, but the others decide to pass.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 54|Page 54]]: [[Wanda]] wants to go around, [[Jack]] and [[Sylvia]] want to blow things up, and [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]] wants better intel.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 42|Text Update 42]]: [[Slately]] rediscovers honor. "[[Slately|You]] come to me and you say, '[[Don King]], give me justice.' But you didn’t ask with respect; you didn’t offer friendship — you didn’t even call me 'godfather.'"</li>
<li>[[LIAB 55|Page 55]]: [[Wanda]] has no trouble securing a portal for [[Parson]]; [[Don King]] has trouble securing a loan for [[Slately]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 43|Text Update 43]]: At [[Progrock]], [[Jillian]] makes rocks, but [[Ansom]] seeks progress.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 56|Page 56]]: [[Parson Gotti|Hamster]] and [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]] plan for their respective [[Side]]s' futures while contemplating that their own futures may be brief.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 44|Text Update 44]]: Alone with his thoughts, [[Stanley]] realizes he is lonelier than most.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 57|Page 57]]: Met by [[Janis]] and [[Marie Lavraie]], [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] takes the high road while making a low one.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 45|Text Update 45]]: [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] and [[Janis]] go digging for dirt, but [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] has [[Dirtamancy|dug]] himself as deep as he'll go. Can you dig it?</li>
<li>[[LIAB 58|Page 58]]: [[Isaac]] plans to drop in on [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] who plans to drop in on [[Tramennis]] who plans to drop in on [[Slately]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 46|Text Update 46]]: [[Adam Antium]] and [[Lacrosse]] hope to [[score]] with [[Wanda Firebaugh|Wanda]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 59|Page 59]]: [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar's]] full house beats a pair of [[king]]s.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 47|Text Update 47]]: [[Ossomer]] sees a [[signamancy|Sign]] in his [[Slately|father's]] eyes, and prepares for the ultimate [[Duty]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 60|Page 60]]: [[Tramennis]] is heard, [[Parson]] is seen, and both of them fall.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 48|Text Update 48]]: [[Slately]] needs a plan. He loses a [[Don King|King]] but finds an unexpected [[Ace Hardware|Ace]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 61|Page 61]]: [[Parson]] and [[Jeftichew]] make mad dashes, as [[Janis]] and [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] connect mad dots.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 49|Text Update 49]]: After chewing on his sandwich, [[Stanley the Tool|Stanley]] promotes [[Zhopa]] to lackey and takes him to chew out [[Maggie]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 62|Page 62]]: [[Jeftichew]] offers [[Parson]] free will.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 50|Text Update 50]]: [[Artemis]] goes hunting for [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|scarlet]] and [[Dwagon|purple]] prey.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 63|Page 63]]: [[Jeftichew]] asks [[Parson]] if he wants to get [[Parson's World|stupid]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 51|Text Update 51]]: A stone falls, [[Artemis]]' arrow falls, [[Ossomer]]'s tower falls, and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Sylvia]] smiles.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 64|Page 64]]: [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]], [[Janis]], and [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] crash the party, but [[Jeftichew]] still gives a [[scroll|gift]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 52|Text Update 52]]: It's [[Knight|knights]] vs. [[Dwagon|dwagons]], [[Captain Archer|archer]] vs. [[Artemis|archer]], and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Lazarus]] vs. [[Fate|Oblivion]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 65|Page 65]]: [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] makes introductions. [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] impresses [[Janis]], but not [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 66|Page 66]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] chooses to jet for [[Jetstone]]. The [[Thinkamancers]] order a layover at their [[Temple of the Thinkamancers|temple]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 67|Page 67]]: Some [[mathamancy|math facts]]: [[Parson Gotti|P]]<[[Great Minds that Think Alike|GMTA]]; P+[[Sizemore Rockwell|S]]+[[Marie Lavraie|M]]+[[Janis Atlantis|J]]>GMTA. But can you count on Janis?</li>
<li>[[LIAB 68|Page 68]]: The [[Great Minds that Think Alike]] are stumped by the [[Gobwin Knob (Side)|followers]] of [[Parson Gotti|one who thinks like no other]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 69|Page 69]]: While [[Slately]] gets a change of [[raiment|clothes]], does [[Ossomer]] have a change of heart?.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 53|Text Update 53]]: ♪So no one told [[Archon|them]] [[Decrypted|life]] was going to be this way...♪</li>
<li>[[LIAB 70|Page 70]]: A [[Adam Antium|Captain]] must steer between [[Wanda Firebaugh|fatalism]] and [[Jack Snipe|foolishness]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 71|Page 71]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] learns that the [[Great Minds that Think Alike|thinkamancers]] don't think that the [[Predictamancy|predictamancers]] will act unpredictably.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 72|Page 72]]: A [[Predictamancer]], [[Parson Gotti|Parson]], [[Jack Snipe|Jack]], [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Sylvia]], and [[Stanley]] ask "What's going on here?"</li>
<li>[[LIAB 73|Page 73]]: One [[Gobwin Knob|side]] comes together in the [[Magic Kingdom]] and another [[Jetstone|kingdom]] collapses along one side.
<li>[[LIAB Text 54|Text Update 54]]: [[Hat Magic|Hats]] [[Croaking|off]] to [[Cubbins]] as an [[Ace Hardware|ace]] [[Flying unit|takes to the sky]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 74|Page 74]]: [[Cubbins]] throws his [[Hat Magic|hat]] in the [[City Zones#Airspace|air]]. The issue ends; we graduate to issue 3!</li>
</ol>

=== Issue 3: Lots of Sects, and Violence ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) ====
=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn continued =====
<ol>
<li>[[LIAB Text 55|Text Update 55]]: War goes by and comes to [[Mary Sagittari]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 75|Page 75]]: [[Ossomer]] back in command, [[Archon]]s select targets.</li>
</ol>

[[Category: Comic]]

Mary Sagittari

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=Proposed Canon=

Mary Sagittari is an [[archer]] [[pop]]ped as [[garrison unit]] in [[Spacerock]] around seventeen hundred [[turn]]s before [[Siege of Spacerock]]. She was popped as part of a stack of eight archers bearing the Sagittari CXIV stack name. Her sisters and brothers were called Carrie, Terry, Jerry, Perry, Harry, Gary, and Rudolfo.[[LIAB_Text_55]]

Her stack was tasked with guarding a section of the [[Outer Walls|outer walls]]. They received no combat training and saw no action until [[Gobwin Knob]] forces led by [[Wanda Firebaugh]] invaded the [[airspace]] of Spacerock.

=Speculation=

Mary stands out from her stack somewhat with her hair color - dark with a few strands of white. Some believe it may be a [[Signamancy|sign]] that she is destined for something greater than simply being cannon fodder.

Mary was very impressed with [[Countess Artemis]], an archery-capable [[warlord]], who gave them battle orders once the battle for Spacerock began. Perhaps, Mary's aspiration to become a person like Artemis will come true?

=Real World References=

"Sagittarius" means "archer" ("armed with arrows and bow") in Latin. "Sagittarii" is plural for "sagittarius". "Sagittari CXIV" may refer to Roman army where units were numbered in a similar fashion.

Her name and the names of her brothers and sisters - Mary, Carrie, Terry, Jerry, Perry, Harry, Gary, and Rudolfo - may refer to reindeer drawing Santa's sleigh (particularly, [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rudolph_the_Red-Nosed_Reindeer Rudolf] - a reindeer with a shiny nose).

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[[Mary Sagittari]] owed her life to a disturbance at the Royal Court.

Some seventeen hundred [[turn]]s ago, the [[warlord]] in charge of managing [[Spacerock]] was desperate to be taken seriously. So he had petitioned for more [[unit]]s to be [[pop]]ped in his [[city]].

Some [[side]]s regard city management postings as a favor, a reward for a warlord's distinguished service. The Court of [[Jetstone]] used them as a mark of shame, for warlords it regarded as too dishonorable, incompetent, or disobedient to carry the Royal Radish into battle.

Spacerock's city manager, [[Count Topotato]], was regarded as a dullard and a problem. He was kept in the [[capital]] mainly to keep an eye on him, which unfortunately meant he was often present in the halls and chambers where serious business needed to be discussed. Worse, he had recently learned the procedure to introduce an item for formal consideration at Court, which was technically the right of any [[commander]].

This had led to dozens of formal proposals, ranging from the banning of pointed objects (apparently including spears, arrows and swords) in the [[Garrison]] area, to hiring a [[Weirdomancer]] to try to make the [[Gump]]s grow radishes in their branches, to having "a day where everybody gets to wear the Royal Crown, just to see what it's like." (This last had nearly gotten him [[disband]]ed.)

After being denied time and again, Topotato grew fixated on having at least ''one'' of his proposals passed to [[King Slately]] and granted. So he proposed the idea of creating a 400-unit synchronized honor guard for the city, with a nightly display of torches, fireworks, a marching fife-and-drum corps, and culminating in a ceremonial fight of [[Orlies]].

This happened to be a turn on which [[Prince Tramennis]] was home from his diplomatic errands. While the rest of the Court sat in embarrassed silence, Tramennis stroked his chin in thought. "Don't you actually mean, 'flight of Orlies?'" he asked, searching Topotato's face. "You don't, do you..."

"No, ''fight''!" yelled Topotato, slapping his fist into his palm. "Fight of Orlies! See, Highness, our two strongest Orlies fight each other in the air up by the tower, and then the loser becomes the feature dish of that night's feast! Hahaha!"

Topotato's proposals had lost their amusement value to the Court some time before, but it was clear he was not going to give up until one of them passed. So Tramennis put on his negotiation face. He talked the proposal down, bit by bit, until all it involved was popping some more garrison units for the city's defense (units which were probably needed anyway). The motion passed, and it was granted by the King the next day.

Unfortunately, this small victory only spurred Count Topotato on to more and wilder proposals and interruptions. In the end, he had to be traded away to [[Haggar]] for the price of two [[Clotheshorse]]s and a tun of mead.

Fifty turns after that, word arrived from Haggar that Topotato had croaked at sea, having jumped out of his corvette in an attempt to lead a stack of [[Aquabat]]s in underwater combat. Reportedly, his last words were, "Topotato, and beyond!" Haggar provided these details to the Court of Jetstone in a written appeal for a refund of their units and mead.

Their appeal was denied.

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Mary Sagittari knew nothing of this, of course. To be a [[garrison unit]] in the capital city of Jetstone placed you farther from the goings-on at Court than if you were a warlord twenty turns' ride away.

She had popped on the [[Outer Walls|outer walls]] as part of a stack of eight [[archer]]s, all bearing the Sagittari CXIV [[stack]] name, all with the same level and function. Her sisters and brothers were called Carrie, Terry, Jerry, Perry, Harry, Gary, and Rudolfo.

On the turn they popped, they received no training or instructions, but simply stood there until sunset. They held their bows, occasionally plucking the string to make sure it was still taut. They looked down on the city streets, but they were not even on the side of Spacerock which faced the main gate.

They did talk a bit among themselves, but it was hard to find topics of conversation when you were merely hours old. They all agreed that Jetstone was mighty and good, and that if anything tried to attack this city, they wanted to be the first to shoot an arrow at it.

"I even want to ''hit'' it!" insisted Rudolfo. "I want to hit it and [[crit]] it! And then [[level]] up!"

Mary and the others looked at him oddly.

"Well," said Gary, clearing his throat, "we all hope our ''volley'' hits a target. As for anyone's ''personal'' arrow striking a target, I'd say that's something for the [[Titans]] to decide."

Most of them nodded, and Rudolfo seemed suitably abashed.

At sunset, they went inside the nearest turret tower. They sat on wooden benches and received and ate hot rations of bacon and yams, with a large cabbage leaf. Down a staircase, they found bunks waiting. There were plenty enough for other soldiers, but nobody else was around.

Mary lay on the bottom bunk, looking up at the dent that Carrie's body made in the rope and straw mattress above her. It was nice to have her brothers and sisters around. But nobody had greeted them today, to welcome them to service. To Jetstone. To life, even.

She supposed they were just not that important.

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In the hundreds of turns that followed, nothing occurred to change that supposition. It was just a fact of life. They did eventually meet other [[infantry]], and were spoken to occasionally by a warlord. They sometimes were ordered up to the tower, or to another part of the inner or outer walls. But there was no training, and nothing to do.

The tiniest change in routine, the smallest difference among them, was magnified and discussed endlessly.

Mary stood out a bit for her dark hair, which had a few strands of white in it. There were very few chances to see a mirror in the course of her day, but Carrie and Terry seemed to think Mary was showing off. They took to positioning themselves at the opposite end of the formation from her, whispering and laughing.

One evening, Mary borrowed a sword from an infantryman and cut off most of her hair.

Her distinctive white-streaked raven locks were restored at the start of the turn. She looked the same as always. But Carrie and Terry stopped noticing Mary's hair after that.

The name of swordsman whose blade she had borrowed was "Dodge." He was a garrison unit as well. He told her that, as a [[stabber]], he had an overpowering urge to stick things in people. Then he asked her to sneak away with him so he could stick something in her.

Mary found that she wanted to. It would certainly have been a thing to do that wasn't the same as all the other things she did. But she told him no. She didn't want to give Carrie and Terry anything more to talk about.

Which was funny, because the next night Dodge sneaked away with Terry, and she and Carrie never discussed it.

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When the war began to change, even the lowliest grunt could sense something going wrong. Losing [[Prince Ansom]] was a thing keenly felt by every unit in Jetstone's army. And although [[Ossomer]] was beloved and worshiped by all, the suspicion that he was trying to fill boots a size too large was inescapable.

Events far beyond the imagination of Mary and her siblings were shaping the kingdom. Rumors popped up every turn, like a new kind of ration. There was even a sense that the war might come here to the capital.

Only...each day was still the same. The same blue horizon. The same empty walls. The same seven other faces. Gary, the stern one who kept them in line. Harry the jokester, who was always undermining Gary. Rudolfo the quiet one, almost as quiet as Mary herself. He always watched the horizon.

Mary thought he must be wondering something, but she never asked what it was.

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The days finally turned dramatic and exciting just before the Battle for Spacerock. Many, many more units occupied the streets of the capital. Mary and her siblings had never seen such a show of Jetstone's might.

One morning, Rudolfo yelped and drew his bow. "Shapes! Out on the horizon!" he pointed. The shapes were blobs. Yellow blobs. All of them drew their bows, but a horn sounded from the tower, signalling "[[alliance|allied]] units arriving."

The [[Jillian|Queen]] of [[Faq]] and her [[megalogwiff]]s were the first non-Jetstone units they had ever seen. The shadows they cast over the tiny infantry units in the streets were terrifying. How much more power was there in the world? What did it mean that the battle was coming here?

Mary didn't know. But she was desperately glad that the huge yellow monsters were on Jetstone's side.

She still had some trouble sleeping at night, knowing they were flying up there above her.

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On the morning of the great battle, so many new things happened at once that Mary lost her grip on it all. First Ossomer fell. Tramennis took his place. Then enemy [[dwagon]]s—oh, so many!—and [[Archon]]s flew into the [[airspace]] right above them.

Over the Atrium roof, the enemy stacked in dread formation against the smaller force from Faq. These were ''live targets''. Mary could not believe what she was seeing. She had the urge to loose her arrows upon them all blindly, and would have, but their standing orders were to hold unless directly engaged.

Prince Ossomer, now an enemy warlord, led the [[Gobwin Knob]] forces on what had once been Prince Ansom's flying carpet! ''He'' was now a target! And...the enemy had [[caster]]s! There was a parley happening, oh...

Whispers and rumors passed among the ranks. "That's more than enough force to take the tower." "King Slately can't leave the city, we're off turn!" "Good luck, everyone. I'm still glad I was a Jetstone."

It seemed as if this day would be the end of everything. The city was largely empty of field units, and no reinforcements could arrive until Jetstone started turn. It was doom for the side. They would fall in battle, or become Gobwin Knob's prisoners.

All that enemy power hovered in the sky, waiting to be loosed.

Mary did not know what she was supposed to be thinking at a time like this. She ended up wondering why she had never wondered anything at all.

Then a bright light flashed from the tower, and it was Jetstone's turn.

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In an hour or so, columns of victorious Jetstone units began marching through the city gates and down Mainway toward the Garrison. These soldiers and heavies had crushed the enemy's infantry on the road, said the rumor, and now they were returning to see to the rest.

Large numbers of archer units—more than Mary knew the side even ''had''—filled in among them on the walls. There were even a few warlords among them. The sudden comradeship and the jubilance of certain victory buoyed them all afternoon, until the enemy yellow dwagons began bombarding the Atrium.

Mary did not understand why (or even how) they could do that, but the mood among the archers dimmed suddenly. The stacks stood and watched in a hush, as combat seemed to have started.

But then, just as suddenly, some of the enemy dwagons began plummeting downward, and a loud cheer broke out. Mary shouted along, adding her "Huzzah!" to the chorus and feeling suddenly giddy. This was a victory that would be sung for ten thousand turns, and she was a witness!

But...not a participant yet. Why had they not been ordered to shoot down the enemy? She squinted at the tower. Prince Ossomer had not yet fallen. Surely such a traitor should be worth a dozen volleys.

She shrugged. That was not for her to decide, she well knew.

A slight commotion seemed to be making its way around the wall toward Mary's stack: orders being barked, and heads turning. Before long, Mary could see a tall woman with flaxen hair, carrying a beautiful white longbow. An archery-capable warlord! She was giving instructions to each stack of archers.

"Stack, harken!" snapped the warlady, when it was Mary's stack's turn. She and her siblings snapped more rigidly to attention.

"I am [[Countess Artemis]]. These are your target priorities. Since you are low-level and unled, I want you volleying at the lowest-level Archons you can sight. Prioritize the ones with [[Leadership]], then those with [[Foolamancy]], then the rest. Stick to those targets, and leave the rest to higher-level and led stacks. If you see a led stack volleying, follow in turn. Otherwise, hold until ordered."

Having spoken, the Countess then moved on to the next stack.

But Mary stood there, awestruck. Her voice had been as smooth and strong as the limbs of a good bow. Her eyes...they were so ''fierce'', so full of ''menace'' to Jetstone's enemies!

What was that? How could there be such a person?

"How could I be such a person?" she whispered, but loudly enough that Perry beside her could overhear.

"Hm?" he asked.

"She leads with a bow," said Mary, lost in thought. "She came to the Archers and prepared us for the fight. I...wish I were like that."

Perry frowned. "I don't see why you'd say that," he said. "May as well say you want to fly around like an Archon."

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Bad things began to happen in the battle. Prince Tramennis was wounded. The tower shook, with King Slately still inside! The Countess disappeared into the fight, and Mary never saw her again.

Above them, some of the enemy Archons raised their skirts up, waving their bits around and wiggling, to taunt and distract them. On Perry and some of the others, it certainly seemed to be working, but Mary just blushed.

"No," she sighed softly, "I don't want to fly around like ''that''."

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Mary Sagittari owed her life to a disturbance at the Royal Court.

Some seventeen hundred turns ago, the warlord in charge of managing Spacerock was desperate to be taken seriously. So he had petitioned for more units to be popped in his city.

Some sides regard city management postings as a favor, a reward for a warlord's distinguished service. The Court of Jetstone used them as a mark of shame, for warlords it regarded as too dishonorable, incompetent, or disobedient to carry the Royal Radish into battle.

Spacerock's city manager, Count Topotato, was regarded as a dullard and a problem. He was kept in the capital mainly to keep an eye on him, which unfortunately meant he was often present in the halls and chambers where serious business needed to be discussed. Worse, he had recently learned the procedure to introduce an item for formal consideration at Court, which was technically the right of any commander.

This had led to dozens of formal proposals, ranging from the banning of pointed objects (apparently including spears, arrows and swords) in the Garrison area, to hiring a Weirdomancer to try to make the Gumps grow radishes in their branches, to having "a day where everybody gets to wear the Royal Crown, just to see what it's like." (This last had nearly gotten him disbanded.)

After being denied time and again, Topotato grew fixated on having at least ''one'' of his proposals passed to King Slately and granted. So he proposed the idea of creating a 400-unit synchronized honor guard for the city, with a nightly display of torches, fireworks, a marching fife-and-drum corps, and culminating in a ceremonial fight of Orlies.

This happened to be a turn on which Prince Tramennis was home from his diplomatic errands. While the rest of the Court sat in embarrassed silence, Tramennis stroked his chin in thought. "Don't you actually mean, 'flight of Orlies?'" he asked, searching Topotato's face. "You don't, do you..."

"No, ''fight''!" yelled Topotato, slapping his fist into his palm. "Fight of Orlies! See, Highness, our two strongest Orlies fight each other in the air up by the tower, and then the loser becomes the feature dish of that night's feast! Hahaha!"

Topotato's proposals had lost their amusement value to the Court some time before, but it was clear he was not going to give up until one of them passed. So Tramennis put on his negotiation face. He talked the proposal down, bit by bit, until all it involved was popping some more garrison units for the city's defense (units which were probably needed anyway). The motion passed, and it was granted by the King the next day.

Unfortunately, this small victory only spurred Count Topotato on to more and wilder proposals and interruptions. In the end, he had to be traded away to Haggar for the price of two Clotheshorses and a tun of mead.

Fifty turns after that, word arrived from Haggar that Topotato had croaked at sea, having jumped out of his corvette in an attempt to lead a stack of Aquabats in underwater combat. Reportedly, his last words were, "Topotato, and beyond!" Haggar provided these details to the Court of Jetstone in a written appeal for a refund of their units and mead.

Their appeal was denied.

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Mary Sagittari knew nothing of this, of course. To be a garrison unit in the capital city of Jetstone placed you farther from the goings-on at Court than if you were a warlord twenty turns' ride away.

She had popped on the outer walls as part of a stack of eight archers, all bearing the Sagittari CXIV stack name, all with the same level and function. Her sisters and brothers were called Carrie, Terry, Jerry, Perry, Harry, Gary, and Rudolfo.

On the turn they popped, they received no training or instructions, but simply stood there until sunset. They held their bows, occasionally plucking the string to make sure it was still taut. They looked down on the city streets, but they were not even on the side of Spacerock which faced the main gate.

They did talk a bit among themselves, but it was hard to find topics of conversation when you were merely hours old. They all agreed that Jetstone was mighty and good, and that if anything tried to attack this city, they wanted to be the first to shoot an arrow at it.

"I even want to ''hit'' it!" insisted Rudolfo. "I want to hit it and crit it! And then level up!"

Mary and the others looked at him oddly.

"Well," said Gary, clearing his throat, "we all hope our ''volley'' hits a target. As for anyone's ''personal'' arrow striking a target, I'd say that's something for the Titans to decide."

Most of them nodded, and Rudolfo seemed suitably abashed.

At sunset, they went inside the nearest turret tower. They sat on wooden benches and received and ate hot rations of bacon and yams, with a large cabbage leaf. Down a staircase, they found bunks waiting. There were plenty enough for other soldiers, but nobody else was around.

Mary lay on the bottom bunk, looking up at the dent that Carrie's body made in the rope and straw mattress above her. It was nice to have her brothers and sisters around. But nobody had greeted them today, to welcome them to service. To Jetstone. To life, even.

She supposed they were just not that important.

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In the hundreds of turns that followed, nothing occurred to change that supposition. It was just a fact of life. They did eventually meet other infantry, and were spoken to occasionally by a warlord. They sometimes were ordered up to the tower, or to another part of the inner or outer walls. But there was no training, and nothing to do.

The tiniest change in routine, the smallest difference among them, was magnified and discussed endlessly.

Mary stood out a bit for her dark hair, which had a few strands of white in it. There were very few chances to see a mirror in the course of her day, but Carrie and Terry seemed to think Mary was showing off. They took to positioning themselves at the opposite end of the formation from her, whispering and laughing.

One evening, Mary borrowed a sword from an infantryman and cut off most of her hair.

Her distinctive white-streaked raven locks were restored at the start of the turn. She looked the same as always. But Carrie and Terry stopped noticing Mary's hair after that.

The name of swordsman whose blade she had borrowed was "Dodge." He was a garrison unit as well. He told her that, as a stabber, he had an overpowering urge to stick things in people. Then he asked her to sneak away with him so he could stick something in her.

Mary found that she wanted to. It would certainly have been a thing to do that wasn't the same as all the other things she did. But she told him no. She didn't want to give Carrie and Terry anything more to talk about.

Which was funny, because the next night Dodge sneaked away with Terry, and she and Carrie never discussed it.

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When the war began to change, even the lowliest grunt could sense something going wrong. Losing Prince Ansom was a thing keenly felt by every unit in Jetstone's army. And although Ossomer was beloved and worshiped by all, the suspicion that he was trying to fill boots a size too large was inescapable.

Events far beyond the imagination of Mary and her siblings were shaping the kingdom. Rumors popped up every turn, like a new kind of ration. There was even a sense that the war might come here to the capital.

Only...each day was still the same. The same blue horizon. The same empty walls. The same seven other faces. Gary, the stern one who kept them in line. Harry the jokester, who was always undermining Gary. Rudolfo the quiet one, almost as quiet as Mary herself. He always watched the horizon.

Mary thought he must be wondering something, but she never asked what it was.

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The days finally turned dramatic and exciting just before the Battle for Spacerock. Many, many more units occupied the streets of the capital. Mary and her siblings had never seen such a show of Jetstone's might.

One morning, Rudolfo yelped and drew his bow. "Shapes! Out on the horizon!" he pointed. The shapes were blobs. Yellow blobs. All of them drew their bows, but a horn sounded from the tower, signalling "allied units arriving."

The Queen of Faq and her megalogwiffs were the first non-Jetstone units they had ever seen. The shadows they cast over the tiny infantry units in the streets were terrifying. How much more power was there in the world? What did it mean that the battle was coming here?

Mary didn't know. But she was desperately glad that the huge yellow monsters were on Jetstone's side.

She still had some trouble sleeping at night, knowing they were flying up there above her.

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On the morning of the great battle, so many new things happened at once that Mary lost her grip on it all. First Ossomer fell. Tramennis took his place. Then enemy dwagons—oh, so many!—and Archons flew into the airspace right above them.

Over the Atrium roof, the enemy stacked in dread formation against the smaller force from Faq. These were ''live targets''. Mary could not believe what she was seeing. She had the urge to loose her arrows upon them all blindly, and would have, but their standing orders were to hold unless directly engaged.

Prince Ossomer, now an enemy warlord, led the Gobwin Knob forces on what had once been Prince Ansom's flying carpet! ''He'' was now a target! And...the enemy had casters! There was a parley happening, oh...

Whispers and rumors passed among the ranks. "That's more than enough force to take the tower." "King Slately can't leave the city, we're off turn!" "Good luck, everyone. I'm still glad I was a Jetstone."

It seemed as if this day would be the end of everything. The city was largely empty of field units, and no reinforcements could arrive until Jetstone started turn. It was doom for the side. They would fall in battle, or become Gobwin Knob's prisoners.

All that enemy power hovered in the sky, waiting to be loosed.

Mary did not know what she was supposed to be thinking at a time like this. She ended up wondering why she had never wondered anything at all.

Then a bright light flashed from the tower, and it was Jetstone's turn.

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In an hour or so, columns of victorious Jetstone units began marching through the city gates and down Mainway toward the Garrison. These soldiers and heavies had crushed the enemy's infantry on the road, said the rumor, and now they were returning to see to the rest.

Large numbers of archer units—more than Mary knew the side even ''had''—filled in among them on the walls. There were even a few warlords among them. The sudden comradeship and the jubilance of certain victory buoyed them all afternoon, until the enemy yellow dwagons began bombarding the Atrium.

Mary did not understand why (or even how) they could do that, but the mood among the archers dimmed suddenly. The stacks stood and watched in a hush, as combat seemed to have started.

But then, just as suddenly, some of the enemy dwagons began plummeting downward, and a loud cheer broke out. Mary shouted along, adding her "Huzzah!" to the chorus and feeling suddenly giddy. This was a victory that would be sung for ten thousand turns, and she was a witness!

But...not a participant yet. Why had they not been ordered to shoot down the enemy? She squinted at the tower. Prince Ossomer had not yet fallen. Surely such a traitor should be worth a dozen volleys.

She shrugged. That was not for her to decide, she well knew.

A slight commotion seemed to be making its way around the wall toward Mary's stack: orders being barked, and heads turning. Before long, Mary could see a tall woman with flaxen hair, carrying a beautiful white longbow. An archery-capable warlord! She was giving instructions to each stack of archers.

"Stack, harken!" snapped the warlady, when it was Mary's stack's turn. She and her siblings snapped more rigidly to attention.

"I am Countess Artemis. These are your target priorities. Since you are low-level and unled, I want you volleying at the lowest-level Archons you can sight. Prioritize the ones with Leadership, then those with Foolamancy, then the rest. Stick to those targets, and leave the rest to higher-level and led stacks. If you see a led stack volleying, follow in turn. Otherwise, hold until ordered."

Having spoken, the Countess then moved on to the next stack.

But Mary stood there, awestruck. Her voice had been as smooth and strong as the limbs of a good bow. Her eyes...they were so ''fierce'', so full of ''menace'' to Jetstone's enemies!

What was that? How could there be such a person?

"How could I be such a person?" she whispered, but loudly enough that Perry beside her could overhear.

"Hm?" he asked.

"She leads with a bow," said Mary, lost in thought. "She came to the Archers and prepared us for the fight. I...wish I were like that."

Perry frowned. "I don't see why you'd say that," he said. "May as well say you want to fly around like an Archon."

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Bad things began to happen in the battle. Prince Tramennis was wounded. The tower shook, with King Slately still inside! The Countess disappeared into the fight, and Mary never saw her again.

Above them, some of the enemy Archons raised their skirts up, waving their bits around and wiggling, to taunt and distract them. On Perry and some of the others, it certainly seemed to be working, but Mary just blushed.

"No," she sighed softly, "I don't want to fly around like ''that''."

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=== Issue 1: Meet the Jetstones ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) ====
=====[[Gobwin Knob]]'s turn=====
<ol>
<li>[[LIAB 1|Page 1]]: [[Stanley]] heads to the Situation Room to oversee the confrontation between [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]]; [[Parson]] shows up fashionably late.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 2|Page 2]]: A little trip down the [[Expository Bridge]]</li>
<li>[[LIAB 3|Page 3]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] [[parley]] on [[Expository Bridge]]; [[Tramennis]] is amusing.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 4|Page 4]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss Ansom's tactical skills. The battle begins.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 5|Page 5]]: [[Wanda]] consults with [[Parson]] on how to proceed. Suspecting a trap, he recommends further reconnaissance.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 6|Page 6]]: [[Wanda]] reveals her "grab-and-go" recon plan, as [[Ansom]] chafes under [[Parson|Parson's]] shadow and the [[Archons]] make use of their assets.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 7|Page 7]]: [[Lloyd|Dirty old man]] repeats himself. [[Archons]]' lighting proves to be more [[Shockmancy|shocking]] than their nudity. [[Jetstone]] brothers in a [[Tramennis|tremendously]] [[Ossomer|unawesome]] situation.
<li>[[LIAB 8|Page 8]]: [[Ansom]] is invisible, [[Ossomer]] is angry, [[Tramennis]] plays with bubble gum, and quadrupled arrows are quadrupled.
<li>[[LIAB Text 1|Text Update 1]]: [[Sizemore]] visits the [[Magic Kingdom]] and reflects on recent events.
<li>[[LIAB 9|Page 9]]: [[Wanda]] helps [[Ansom]] subdue [[Ossomer]]. They retreat with their hostage.
<li>[[LIAB Text 2|Text Update 2]]: [[Sizemore]] and [[Janis]] discuss [[Parson]], war, and friendship.
<li>[[LIAB 10|Page 10]]: [[Ansom]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss evil, [[Wanda]] shows off her [[Arkenpliers|toy]]; Ossomer gives her an unpleasant surprise.
<li>[[LIAB Text 3|Text Update 3]]: [[Transylvito]] parties while watching the war, [[Caesar]] very carefully ignores [[Bunny]]; the lot of them sobers up unexpectedly.
<li>[[LIAB 11|Page 11]]: [[Wanda]] suggests cost-cutting measures vis a vis [[Jack]], but [[Stanley]] puts his foot down.
<li>[[LIAB Text 4|Text Update 4]]: [[Vurp]] gets in touch with his inner [[Hobgobwin]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 5|Text Update 5]]: A [[doombat|bat]] and a [[Bunny]] can reach places other [[Unit]]s cannot scratch.
<li>[[LIAB 12|Page 12]]: [[Tramennis]] wants to scratch his nose; [[Jillian]] prepares to scratch an old [[Wanda|itch]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 6|Text Update 6]]: [[Jillian]] skulks across the land while she sulks about her band. [[Titans]] [[disband]]!
<li>[[LIAB 13|Page 13]]: [[Parson]] runs some [[mathamancy|depressing odds]] and [[Faq|frightfully annoying questions]] past [[Wanda]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 7|Text Update 7]]: [[Prince]] [[Sammy]] is ready to [[rock]]; but can he [[Fate|roll]]?
<li>[[LIAB 14|Page 14]]: [[Parson]] obeys his [[Stanley|master]]; [[Ansom]] obeys his [[Wanda|mistress]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 8|Text Update 8]]: [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus]] internally poetizes on being called back from [[Croaking|death]].
<li>[[LIAB 15|Page 15]]: [[Tramennis]] observes as [[Wanda]] and [[Ossomer]] discuss the differences between sticks and carrots.
<li>[[LIAB Text 9|Text Update 9]]: [[King]] [[Slately]] counts his [[Rob_Balder#Outright_Lies|lies]], and argues with [[Retconjuration|truth]].
<li>[[LIAB 16|Page 16]]: [[Jillian]] parlays with [[Wanda]], and they decide (as usual) to do things the Hard Way.
<li>[[LIAB Text 10|Text Update 10]]: The [[Jack|eyemancer]] looks back to when the [[Wanda|naughtymancer]] foreshadowed.
<li>[[LIAB 17|Page 17]]: [[Jillian]] and [[Wanda]] get high on the field of battle; have a hard time expressing their [[WandaJillian|feelings]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 11|Text Update 11]]: [[Duncan Scone]] does some [[Date-a-mancy|matchmaking]] for the upcoming battle, expresses his doubts about [[Jillian]]'s choice of dates.
<li>[[LIAB 18|Page 18]]: [[Jillian]] makes [[Wanda]] an offer that would leave no [[Side]] [[Turning|unturned]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 12|Text Update 12]]: [[Ossomer]] finds a [[Duncan Scone|scone]] a bit tough to chew.
<li>[[LIAB 19|Page 19]]: [[Jillian]] and [[Wanda]] wave their [[Tools]] of [[Fate]] at each other.
<li>[[LIAB Text 13|Text Update 13]]: [[Maggie]] conserves [[juice]] and reports an irregularity in the [[battle]] plan.
<li>[[LIAB 20|Page 20]]: [[Jillian]] brings [[Charlie]]'s [[Arkendish|tool]] into her argument with [[Wanda]], and goes to have a chat with [[Vanna]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 14|Text Update 14]]: [[Slately]] tries to take solace in [[Queen Bea]]'s sacrifice, and is rather forcefully shushed.
<li>[[LIAB 21|Page 21]]: The [[Slately|King]] of [[Jetstone|Radishes]] asks about the bidding; the [[Jillian|Queen]] pulls an ace out of her hat; and the [[Vanna|Turnamancer]] calls [[turn|time]].</ol>

=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn=====
<ol start="36"><li>[[LIAB Text 15|Text Update 15]]: [[Tramennis]] and [[Adam Antium]] discuss the purpose of [[Music]] and never ending [[Battle|War]] as they wait for the end.
<li>[[LIAB 22|Page 22]]: The [[turn]]'s end turns heads as [[Vanna]] prepares another turn when [[Jillian]] is finally sure who she came here for.
<li>[[LIAB Text 16|Text Update 16]]: [[Don King]] makes it clear that this is his palace, and not [[Caesar]]'s.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 23|Page 23]]: [[Jillian|Jill]] wears the previously broken crown and offers [[Jack]] a lift [[Faq|home]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 17|Text Update 17]]: [[Charlie]] tries to understand [[Jillian]], but has to address a developing situation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 24|Page 24]]: When [[Tramennis]] met [[Jillian]]; what happens when you [[croak]] the [[croakamancer]]?
<li>[[LIAB Text 18|Text Update 18]]: [[Charlie]]'s [[Archons]] spy on [[Sammy]]; [[Sammy]] shoots [[Charlie]]'s [[Archons]]; [[Charlie]] makes [[Sammy]] think of home.
<li>[[LIAB 25|Page 25]]: [[Sammy]] reports for — ahem — [[duty]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 19|Text Update 19]]: On [[Gobwin Knob]]'s [[turn]], Ansom rallies the troops; on [[Royal Crown Coalition|the Coalition]]'s turn, he prepares to meet [[Jillian]].
<li>[[LIAB 26|Page 26]]: [[Sammy]] crosses that [[Expository Bridge|bridge]] when he comes to it, and [[Tramennis]] discovers how much [[Jillian]] does not know.
<li>[[LIAB Text 20|Text Update 20]]: [[Wanda]] lets her hair down and calls for a team huddle with [[Ossomer|a side of beef]], [[Jack Snipe|a fool]], and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|a burning woman]].
<li>[[LIAB 27|Page 27]]: [[Sammy]] moves in for the [[Ansom|kill]], but [[Jillian]] proves to be a fatal distraction.
<li>[[LIAB 28|Page 28]]: [[Parson]] and [[Stanley]], and [[Jillian]] and [[Ansom]], discuss [[Ansom|Ansom's]] [[fate]].
<li>[[LIAB 29|Page 29]]: When [[Vanna]] has trouble [[turning]] [[Ansom]]'s head, [[Jillian]] smothers him with love.
<li>[[LIAB Text 21|Text Update 21]]: [[Jack|The fool]] chuckles at the stone tied around the ankles of [[royal|royalty]].
<li>[[LIAB 30|Page 30]]: [[Jillian]] prepares to steam roll a path [[Faq|home]] and arrange her [[Ansom|lover]]'s [[turning|return]] .
<li>[[LIAB Text 22|Text Update 22]]: The [[Ford|Ford ranger]] pickups responsibility to at least scratch the [[Jetstone|rocks]] before being crushed by them.
<li>[[LIAB 31|Page 31]]: [[Tramennis|Two]] [[Jillian|Queens]] discuss who is a [[Toolism|toolist]], whilst [[Ansom|others]] [[Adam_Antium|disapprove]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 23|Text Update 23]]: [[Tramennis]] leads a [[golem|teddy bear]]'s picnic to breakfast on [[Ford|salad]].
<li>[[LIAB 32|Page 32]]: [[Ford]] gets crushed, [[Maggie]] requests and gets permission to
make a [[Suggestion Spell|suggestion]], and [[Parson]] gets back his job as [[chief warlord]].
<li>[[LIAB Text 24|Text Update 24]]: [[Wrigley]]'s life achieves a glorious climax as his spear finally enters some flesh.
<li>[[LIAB 33|Page 33]]: The [[Parson|master mind]] and [[Maggie|mind controller]] exchange a few angry thoughts on the subject of ethics - the latter wins and the former has an ugly thought.</ol>

=== Issue 2: It's Raining Men ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) continued ====
=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn continued =====
<ol start="58"><li>[[LIAB 33a|Page 33a]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] reviews what he has learned about just what options he has while off-turn.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 33b|Page 33b]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s notes continue with details of the Garrison/Airspace zone boundary.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 34|Page 34]]: [[Don King|The Don]] pops a recap into [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 25|Text Update 25]]: [[Tramennis]] weighs up the [[banana|weight]] flying above him as well as that upon his [[chief_warlord|shoulders]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 35|Page 35]]: The [[Don King|King of Bats]] counsels reason, while the [[King Slately|King of Radishes]] contemplates starvation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 26|Text Update 26]]: [[Zhopa]] makes a ham sandwich, whilst [[Stanley]] makes a meal of it.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 36|Page 36]]: The [[Parson Gotti|pizza-stained]] [[warlord]] plans a food fight.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 27|Text Update 27]]: [[Stanley]] regales [[Zhopa]] with, and answers the frequently asked questions about, the fall of [[Faq]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 37|Page 37]]: [[Slately]] stands, then [[Tramennis]] stands up to him when he takes a stand on understanding an [[Charlie|outstanding communicator]] and an [[Ossomer|upstanding warlord]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 28|Text Update 28]]: [[Jillian]] pushes around the goo of her feelings, whilst [[Ansom]] is pushed around by the goo of a [[megalogwiff]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 38|Page 38]]: Despite [[Jillian]] and [[Tramennis]]' best efforts, it is [[Parson]] who makes the call.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 29|Text Update 29]]: Two [[Toolism|Toolists]] compare their encounters with a [[Arkenpliers|Tool]] of the [[Titans]] as well as with a [[Parson Gotti|Tool]] of [[Fate]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 39|Page 39]]: [[Jillian]] is unimpressed with [[Charlie]]'s [[Luckamancy Charms|lucky charms]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 30|Text Update 30]]: With [[Cubbins]]' help, [[Ace Hardware]]'s [[inventory|stores]] becomes a helpful place.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 40|Page 40]]: [[Parson]] tells [[Maggie]] he takes his [[unit|game pieces]] seriously, and then goes to play dress-up; [[Tramennis]] gets a taste of the [[Charlie|rainbow]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 31|Text Update 31]]: [[Uhura]] gets [[nookie|dirty]] with a [[Sizemore Rockwell|dirtamancer]], and we learn that bad news comes in Fibbonacci sequences.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 41|Page 41]]: In a switch, [[Charlie]] tries to hire [[Tramennis]] with the promise of [[Eyemancy|dirt]] on a [[Parson Gotti|potato]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 42|Page 42]]: [[Parson]] plans a [[Portal|trip]] after his shameless self-[[promotion]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 32|Text Update 32]]: [[Duncan Scone|Duncan]] enjoys an [[megalogwiff|unstoppable]] [[mount]]. But he enjoys stopping the [[Jillian|unstoppable]] [[warlord]] more.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 43|Page 43]]: The [[Jetstone|radishes]] consider a [[parley]] with a [[Parson Gotti|potato]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 44|Page 44]]: [[Tramennis]] prepares for a [[parley|conference]]; [[Parson]] prepares for a [[combat]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 33|Text Update 33]]: A [[King Slately|short father]] takes a long walk with his [[Tramennis|last son]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 45|Page 45]]: [[Parson]] orders [[Wanda]] to evacuate some [[Airspace|air]], and [[Sizemore]] to [[Tunnel|evacuate]] some [[Magic_Kingdom#Portal_Park|ground]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 34|Text Update 34]]: [[Benjamin]] is not averse to be an observant servant in [[Rhyme-o-mancy|verse]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 46|Page 46]]: [[Parson]] pits [[Sizemore Rockwell|caster]] against [[Magic Kingdom|caster]] and [[Ossomer|brother]] against [[Tramennis|brother]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 35|Text Update 35]]: How is a [[Jack Snipe|foolamancer]] like a [[Wanda Firebaugh|croakamancer]]? They both choose to be first in war rather than third (or second) in love.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 47|Page 47]]: [[Spacerock]]'s [[Tramennis|prince]] poops on [[Ossomer]]'s new [[raiment|suit]] and [[dwagons]] poop on [[Spacerock]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 36|Text Update 36]]: [[Crap]] happens... to fall on [[Duke Adam Antium]] and his troops.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 48|Page 48]]: [[Tramennis]] mistakes tactics for tantrums.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 48a|Page 48a]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s [[eyebook]] explores [[ration|harvest]] exploits.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 49|Page 49]]: [[Dwagons]] fall down.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 37|Text Update 37]]: A [[Marie Lavraie|predictamancer]] prophesies [[Parson Gotti|Parson]]'s pending [[Magic_Kingdom#Portal_Park|Portal Park]] presence.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 50|Page 50]]: [[Jack]] acts the [[foolamancy|fool]] and the [[healomancy|Cure]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 38|Text Update 38]]: [[Maggie]] hopes a [[Great Minds that Think Alike|great mind]] plucks her [[G-String]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 51|Page 51]]: [[Jack]] and [[Wanda]] discuss the weather; [[Adam Antium|Adam]] drowns in it.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 39|Text Update 39]]: [[Sylvia]] commands [[Fud]] and [[Captain Archer|Archer]]. How it turned out was this: Awesome.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 52|Page 52]]: A [[Tramennis|Prince]] plans to port his [[King Slately|pater]]; [[Parson]] plans to pass a [[portal]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 40|Text Update 40]]: [[Isaac]] discovers the gravity of the situation.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 53|Page 53]]: [[Tramennis|Jetstone's Prince]] reassesses his strategy; [[King Slately|Jetsone's King]] reassesses his princes.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 41|Text Update 41]]: In the huddle, [[Ace Hardware]] tries to change the play on the field, but the others decide to pass.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 54|Page 54]]: [[Wanda]] wants to go around, [[Jack]] and [[Sylvia]] want to blow things up, and [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]] wants better intel.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 42|Text Update 42]]: [[Slately]] rediscovers honor. "[[Slately|You]] come to me and you say, '[[Don King]], give me justice.' But you didn’t ask with respect; you didn’t offer friendship — you didn’t even call me 'godfather.'"</li>
<li>[[LIAB 55|Page 55]]: [[Wanda]] has no trouble securing a portal for [[Parson]]; [[Don King]] has trouble securing a loan for [[Slately]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 43|Text Update 43]]: At [[Progrock]], [[Jillian]] makes rocks, but [[Ansom]] seeks progress.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 56|Page 56]]: [[Parson Gotti|Hamster]] and [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar]] plan for their respective [[Side]]s' futures while contemplating that their own futures may be brief.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 44|Text Update 44]]: Alone with his thoughts, [[Stanley]] realizes he is lonelier than most.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 57|Page 57]]: Met by [[Janis]] and [[Marie Lavraie]], [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] takes the high road while making a low one.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 45|Text Update 45]]: [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] and [[Janis]] go digging for dirt, but [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] has [[Dirtamancy|dug]] himself as deep as he'll go. Can you dig it?</li>
<li>[[LIAB 58|Page 58]]: [[Isaac]] plans to drop in on [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] who plans to drop in on [[Tramennis]] who plans to drop in on [[Slately]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 46|Text Update 46]]: [[Adam Antium]] and [[Lacrosse]] hope to [[score]] with [[Wanda Firebaugh|Wanda]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 59|Page 59]]: [[Caesar Borgata|Caesar's]] full house beats a pair of [[king]]s.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 47|Text Update 47]]: [[Ossomer]] sees a [[signamancy|Sign]] in his [[Slately|father's]] eyes, and prepares for the ultimate [[Duty]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 60|Page 60]]: [[Tramennis]] is heard, [[Parson]] is seen, and both of them fall.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 48|Text Update 48]]: [[Slately]] needs a plan. He loses a [[Don King|King]] but finds an unexpected [[Ace Hardware|Ace]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 61|Page 61]]: [[Parson]] and [[Jeftichew]] make mad dashes, as [[Janis]] and [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] connect mad dots.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 49|Text Update 49]]: After chewing on his sandwich, [[Stanley the Tool|Stanley]] promotes [[Zhopa]] to lackey and takes him to chew out [[Maggie]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 62|Page 62]]: [[Jeftichew]] offers [[Parson]] free will.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 50|Text Update 50]]: [[Artemis]] goes hunting for [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|scarlet]] and [[Dwagon|purple]] prey.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 63|Page 63]]: [[Jeftichew]] asks [[Parson]] if he wants to get [[Parson's World|stupid]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 51|Text Update 51]]: A stone falls, [[Artemis]]' arrow falls, [[Ossomer]]'s tower falls, and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Sylvia]] smiles.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 64|Page 64]]: [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]], [[Janis]], and [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]] crash the party, but [[Jeftichew]] still gives a [[scroll|gift]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 52|Text Update 52]]: It's [[Knight|knights]] vs. [[Dwagon|dwagons]], [[Captain Archer|archer]] vs. [[Artemis|archer]], and [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Lazarus]] vs. [[Fate|Oblivion]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 65|Page 65]]: [[Sizemore Rockwell|Sizemore]] makes introductions. [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] impresses [[Janis]], but not [[Marie Lavraie|Marie]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 66|Page 66]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] chooses to jet for [[Jetstone]]. The [[Thinkamancers]] order a layover at their [[Temple of the Thinkamancers|temple]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 67|Page 67]]: Some [[mathamancy|math facts]]: [[Parson Gotti|P]]<[[Great Minds that Think Alike|GMTA]]; P+[[Sizemore Rockwell|S]]+[[Marie Lavraie|M]]+[[Janis Atlantis|J]]>GMTA. But can you count on Janis?</li>
<li>[[LIAB 68|Page 68]]: The [[Great Minds that Think Alike]] are stumped by the [[Gobwin Knob (Side)|followers]] of [[Parson Gotti|one who thinks like no other]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 69|Page 69]]: While [[Slately]] gets a change of [[raiment|clothes]], does [[Ossomer]] have a change of heart?.</li>
<li>[[LIAB Text 53|Text Update 53]]: ♪So no one told [[Archon|them]] [[Decrypted|life]] was going to be this way...♪</li>
<li>[[LIAB 70|Page 70]]: A [[Adam Antium|Captain]] must steer between [[Wanda Firebaugh|fatalism]] and [[Jack Snipe|foolishness]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 71|Page 71]]: [[Parson Gotti|Parson]] learns that the [[Great Minds that Think Alike|thinkamancers]] don't think that the [[Predictamancy|predictamancers]] will act unpredictably.</li>
<li>[[LIAB 72|Page 72]]: A [[Predictamancer]], [[Parson Gotti|Parson]], [[Jack Snipe|Jack]], [[Lady Sylvia Lazarus|Sylvia]], and [[Stanley]] ask "What's going on here?"</li>
<li>[[LIAB 73|Page 73]]: One [[Gobwin Knob|side]] comes together in the [[Magic Kingdom]] and another [[Jetstone|kingdom]] collapses along one side.
<li>[[LIAB Text 54|Text Update 54]]: [[Hat Magic|Hats]] [[Croaking|off]] to [[Cubbins]] as an [[Ace Hardware|ace]] [[Flying unit|takes to the sky]].</li>
<li>[[LIAB 74|Page 74]]: [[Cubbins]] throws his [[Hat Magic|hat]] in the [[City Zones#Airspace|air]]. The issue ends; we graduate to issue 3!</li>
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=== Issue 3: ??? ===
====Day 1 (75 [[AW]]) ====
=====[[Royal Crown Coalition]]'s turn continued =====
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<li>[[LIAB Text 55|Text Update 55]]: War goes by and comes to [[Mary Sagittari]].
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2012-06-02T05:11:11Z

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Out in the field, monotony was ice and rocks and endless road. At home, it was stairs.

Wanda and Clay trudged up them in silence. All Wanda could think to say about Clay's confession-under-duress was, "That is likely something you should keep to yourself, Luckamancer." It wasn't what he had wanted to hear.

Un-Tommy was waiting for Wanda at the base of the tower, having been recalled from the outer walls by her silent order. Her former brother stood motionless on the cobblestones beside her equally motionless former snow golem. Together, staring dumbly at nothing, the two made quite a pair.

Or was it three of them? Slouching there, indifferent to the cold wind, Clay looked almost as lifeless.

Was this what she did to people? Perhaps she should order un-Larry to report here, to complete this set of empty shells she was creating.

"Continue on up to your quarters," she ordered Clay. "Order the Lady Temple to meet me at my suite in one hour."

"Yes, Chief," said Clay. As shame-faced and longingly as he looked at her, he seemed relieved to be leaving her side.

She had animated him well, but un-Tommy was beginning to show small signs of decay. They'd seen no action here, and sought none afield since the air battle that ended their alliance. She knew that unlike Tommy, un-Tommy would be perfectly willing to stand there for all his remaining turns, then blow away to dust.

She put the uncroaked unit through some paces, to see what his capabilities were, and to give Clay time to get a few floors ahead of her. Then she ordered un-Tommy back to his post, and climbed up the stairs, stairs, stairs. Each dull step was a small moment lived, unremarkable and meaningless, but necessary to the progression of the climb.

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Up in her small suite near the top of Minnow Tower, Wanda unpacked her new raiment and laid it out upon the bed. Teddy Clothespin, the Dollamancer who had sold it to her, had helped her create something out of the depths of her own desires and imagination. She looked at it, wondering if she even dared to put it on.

"Olay," she said, casting the minor Dollamancy spell that Teddy had taught her. The wrinkles in each piece went smooth, as the garment was restored to its new-turn condition.

Double-checking that her door was locked, Wanda stripped out of the suit she had worn since Goodfinger. She still loved the outfit for its elegance, and for its utter lack of resemblance to Goodminton's sombre raiment style. But it had been Olive's. And once she had it off, Wanda was sure she would never again put it next to her skin. Perhaps Teddy would buy it from her.

She pulled the white tights on first. Then she slipped the light, airy chemise over her head. The Dollamancer had modified her old riding gloves into long, chamois evening gloves with stealthy riding grips sewn into the palms. Her clunky boots he'd turned into shiny black thigh-highs topped with lace, but still reinforced in the feet and ankles for combat riding.

The entire outfit followed this philosophy of applying maximum possible style before function started to suffer. The slate blue jacket was cropped in length, with sleeves short enough to let her swing a staff in a fight. The bodice (which she now laced and pulled into a tight cinch around her waist) would keep her straight in the saddle. Even the decorative chain around her waist could be used as a bolo weapon if needed.

She stepped to the mirror to have a look.

The Wanda in the mirror needed a comb. Her hair seemed to have fallen limp after the warmth and humidity of the Magic Kingdom. No, better than a comb: a hat. Teddy had urgently wanted to add some headgear to the ensemble, but she had already spent more than was justifiable. Father had granted her a favor after they'd won the battle, and she'd asked for new raiment. But the treasury was dwindling. Shmuckers were tight.

She felt through her satchel, looking for a clip or tie-back. Her hand fell on the message hat, shrunken down as small as it would go. Hm. She took it out and resized it to fit her head, and it looked much worse than nothing. A top hat with this dress took all the femininity out of it, and made the whole outfit absurd. The obnoxious Foolamancer she'd met in the Magic Kingdom couldn't have picked a worse match to wear. She threw the hat on the bed, and looked at mirror-Wanda ruefully.

But a weird thought emerged out of her frustration. She picked the hat back up, resized it to the dimensions of a teacup and saucer, and stuck it to her head at a jaunty angle.

It worked. Mirror-Wanda knew it worked. The hat even knew it worked. It stayed right in place via the natural Dollamancy (or was it natural Hat Magic?) of just belonging there.

Mirror-Wanda turned her head with a sly, approving smile, and Wanda felt she had taken one further step toward becoming that woman. Yes, her brother was lost, and her side was still friendless and desperate. The fact that she had acquired new clothing was unremarkable and meaningless. But it was another small, necessary moment lived in the progression of the climb.

There was a knock upon her door.

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=Speculation=

Wingnuts are [[flying unit]]s in service to [[Frenemy]].[[IPTSF Text 20]] Their appearance and abilities are yet unknown.

Several Wingnuts were part of the flying force of Frenemy and [[Quisling]] units that invaded the [[airspace]] of the [[City]] of [[Goodminton]]. At least 'half a dozen of [[Moonbat]]s and Wingnuts' were shot down by [[Delphie]] using [[air defense]] [[spell]]s of [[Minnow Tower]].[[IPTSF Text 20]]

=Real World References=
The name of this unit may refer to a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wingnut_(politics) political epithet] in use in the United States and referring to a person who holds extreme political views.

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Moonbat

2012-03-23T20:23:05Z

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=Speculation=

Moonbats are [[flying unit]]s in service to [[Frenemy]].[[IPTSF Text 20]] Their appearance and abilities are yet unknown.

Several Moonbats were part of the flying force of Frenemy and [[Quisling]] units that invaded the [[airspace]] of the [[City]] of [[Goodminton]]. At least 'half a dozen of Moonbats and [[Wingnut]]s' were shot down by [[Delphie]] using [[air defense]] [[spell]]s of [[Minnow Tower]].[[IPTSF Text 20]]

=Real World References=
The name of this unit may refer to a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonbat political epithet] in use in the United States and referring to progressives or leftists.

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Moonbat

2012-03-23T20:21:28Z

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Moonbats are [[Flying unit|flying]] [[mount]]s in service to [[Frenemy]].[[IPTSF Text 20]] Their appearance and abilities are yet unknown.

Several Moonbats were part of the flying force of Frenemy and [[Quisling]] units that invaded the [[airspace]] of the [[City]] of [[Goodminton]]. At least 'half a dozen of Moonbats and [[Wingnut]]s' were shot down by [[Delphie]] using [[air defense]] [[spell]]s of [[Minnow Tower]].[[IPTSF Text 20]]

=Real World References=
The name of this unit may refer to a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonbat political epithet] in use in the United States and referring to progressives or leftists.

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