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 Question: Why did death Eater unprovokedly attack windhounds (A member of my clan) from 10k acres to 3k acres when we were supposed to be in an alliance? I don't think that's very nice... <_<  

 Edict of the Emperor #347

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Hear Ye, Hear Ye, All Rebel Factions within the provinces of the following countyyes:

Muscovia
Grystaland
Yurgg
Mossflower
The lands on and surrounding the Castles of Florin, Galathrad, Falna, Floret and the Castle of Slazzar Ectalask
Northlands
The Southern Sea and all the islands within that area
Southsward
Mount Yalna and the surrounding pastures
Every other province between the Great  Sea and the Sandless Desert not significant enough to be mentioned in this edict

All peoples who have not sworn fealty to the Emperor that are within these lands MUST lay down their arms, give up their lands, money, food, and weaponry, and report to the nearest recruitment office for imprisonment, trial, and most likely death.

Failure to comply with this edict will result in a most horrible death.


Sincerely,

The Emperor


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-Sent from Recruitment Office #89, Northlands-

 Might seems to be the strongest clan in Turbo. How long shall it hold the top, do you think?

 I was bored today, so I logged onto Terrouge Forums, and prodded around for some interesting topics. Apparently there is a card-game manufacturer who wishes to make a Redwall Trading Card Game! They were asking for testers to play the card game, but the applications have been closed by now. You can see the details here.

I have no other information about it, so if anyone else knows more about it, please post it here or talk to me via email at afitzhugh@cox.net  ( won't be on AIM that much for now, too much stuff going on..)

 It's a new clan I made up, and I wish to be allies with all, and learn how to do an effective HPR strat. But above all, I want to provide a refuge for heavily farmed warlords and warlordesses. I would greatly appreciate an alliacnew with any clan willing, and I have sent out applications for alliance to the six largest clans in Turbo. If you wish to join, or make a person alliance, please mesage me, Remnants of Delor (#159)

 Commander Nohc (#489)
Turns (?)
122 (max 450)
Turns Stored (?)
0 (max 150)
Rank (?)
#2
Workers (?)
63,757
Land Acres (?)
20,252
Money (?)
$95,699,043,762
Food (?)
4,022,498,793
Loyalty (?)
18,750,325
Networth (?)
$162,553,445
Location (?)
Southsward
Race (?)
Marten
Health (?)
100%
Tax Rate (?)
11%
Rats (?)
9,139
Weasels (?)
0
Stoats (?)
7,004,160
Skiffs (?)
118,870
Leaders (?)
2,383,791

 I've been looking at the lower ranks lately, and I've found that there are a ton of new (ACTIVE!) players around. Sadly, only a few actually go onto the forums, and the few that do don't post that much.


I propose that we forum-goers make a concerted effort to invite those new guys into the forums and help them learn the game better. What do you all think?

Oh yeah. Maybe we should also try to get their newbie clans involved in the huge clan wars. Might be fun, eh?

 Well, I've decided to rat-mass this round, and as all of you know, it takes a goodly amount of land for a newbie to rat-mass. I look around for crucial land-sources, and I see: Nothing. NOTHING! Abso-bally-utely zilch.

That is why I've decided to become a land-resource. An HPR, if you will. I'll scout for all of my turns I get. MY terms are this:

1. Don't take me down past 3k acres. I need at least a little land.

2. Don't farm me day after day after day. Leave some for others, eh?

3. I'd appreciate it if some people would offer to be my protectors. If someone breaks my terms, I won't have enough troops to protect myself.

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Thanks all, have a nice round!

 This has been a problem for a looooooong time. When I go to the clan crier, I look at the clan rankings alot, just for fun. Many of the rankings are: 444 or 735 or some other huge number. Obviously, something's wrong. We don't even have 50 clans in existence! I'd appreciate it if it could be fixed.

 I've posted a new RP in the RP section, about Loren vs. Blades. If you can't, or won't post, please at least read it. It will hopefully be very fun, and exciting to read when all said and done.


Thanks!

 Hey all. Rules of the RP:

No god-moding.

Try to keep to the in-game stuff. If your army was smooshled in-game, then write about it here. I'm taking a few liberties on the beginning part, but that'll be all.

No out-of-character posts, unless it's coupled with an in-character post as well.

Have fun!

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Zenn Fireblade stood on top of a mossy hill overlooking a large city, freshly conquered by his men the day before. He scanned the houses for any sign of resistance. A little, but nothing his men couldn't handle, he assured himself. He sighed contentedly, took a small puff on his cigar, and walked slowly over to his tent. He greeted the guards cordially, nodding his head as he always did. No password was given, no password was needed. Security was lax in Zenn's horde.

Zenn was a mercenary commander, battle-trained and in his prime. The impeccably clean fox wore a new pair of white baggy pantaloons,  a cool-looking pirate-y shirt, and had a small rapier attached to his side. He was an exceptionally handsome warrior, especially considering all of the battles he has been through. Sharp, clearly defined chin and nose, and deep-set blue eyes, like a sparkling blue gem. All in all, he looked just like a dashing pirate. The only problem was, he hated water. That small problem turned him out to land-privateering, and he gathered up a veritable army of followers, ranging from assassins and lardguts, to hardy well-trained warriors. He is now hired by the the clan of Blades, and stationed in southsward to conquer the valuable cities and farmland held by Loren.

 Zenn was part of Attack Group B, and had already conquered the towns of Lithlad, Lewyn, and Gardal. They've also captured a few fortresses along the Larban River. Sadly, this was one of the very few places Blades was making any headway against their mortal enemy, Athel Loren.

Who is Blades and Loren, you ask?

Blades had been a strong clan. It commanded millions of troops, thousands of acres of land, much of it fertile, and it has a strong chain of command; the great Scarwake leading them into every major battle in the past 3 decades. But, sadly, their strength has waned. They still command large armies, and a moderate amount of land, but a series of un-explained deaths in their chain of command, followed by invasions from the eastern countries and a mild famine has taken the clan of Blades to a low point in their history.


Loren, on the other hand, are in the prime of their empire. Held in high esteem by many of the old and revered warlords, they can find an alliance most anywhere they choose. They hold much land, and many troops. But their real strength is in their propaganda. The clan of Loren holds millions of spies and propaganda leaders within their city walls. Looting and feasting whenever they please, spying on anything that moves or lives. Strangely enough, they still command an astounding amount of loyalty from their populace. They are the richest and most popular alliance in all of Redwall. But for how long?

Blades, and a few other disgruntled clans and bedraggled alliances have banded together to overthrow Loren's relatively peaceful reign, and plant a new empire in their midst.  Thus is the story of the Second Loren-Blades War.
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Zenn walked into the tent and sat down in his wicker chair. He took another small puff on his cigar. He looked towards his second-in-command, Zoral. "By Dark Gates, matey, sure is hot out here!" Zoral nodded thoughtfully in agreement. "Aye, so 'tis sir. Cap'n, where we off to next? Looks like those Loren blaggards won't be offerin' any resistance 'round here, sir."

 Zenn agreed. "Aye. Not many Loren outposts around here. But just you wait, lad. Soon this place 'll be a veritable bloodbath, full of dead Loren and Blades troops. I be a thinkin' we should stay here, and start building up this here city in preparation for an attack." He paused and thought a moment. "Zoral, get a messenger and ask for aid from the other Blades divisions. We'll need more supplies if we're to hold this Loren place. Send out patrols, too. And get me a pint of grog, will ye?" Zoral bowed and lifted the flap to go outside. She turned her head and said "Sir, will that be raspberry flavored grog, or will it be chocolate? We gots both, now that yer men have found the city's hidden larders."

Zenn grinned. "Make it chocolate, lad. Chocolate." Zoral nodded quickly and disappeared through the tent flap. Zenn took another puff on his cigar, closed his eyes, and dozed off in the summer afternoon.

 Okay, you might not beleive this, but..

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TJ IS SIXTY TODAY! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!

Happy Birthday ::hats::  Happy Birthday ::hats::  Happy Birthday ::hats::  Happy Birthday ::hats::  ROTFLMAO!!!  :eats:  :likefrog:  :lily:


Congratulations, TJ! And I hope you have a happy 60 more!

 I'm just wondering if it's all old people here, or there's some new guys coming in. OOH! If you want, you can talk about how you found out about RWL and what age you started in.


I started in the first age, as Northern Hordes, #201. I was searching for Redwall sites with my dad when I found this game, and I nearly died I was so excited about it.


P.S. You should really check out the old topics, like from January 2002. I found that I was very weird. Very. Weird. *misses times when he was in EO*

 I vote for Checkerpaw. ::agrees::  

 All who value their lives, listen!

In the five ages since this game began, there has always been war. There have always been bounty hunters. But never before has a threat of such scale come forth.

When you joined this game, I would imagine, you joined because you wanted to fight. To struggle. To make war against your enemies and climb to the top of the heap and brandish your sword, so that all would know that you had fought hard, that you had been a little faster, a little smarter, a little stronger...

But what chance have you of reaching such heights when not a bounty hunter but a bounty killer roams? Who is there among you that can stand unafraid when, at random, for some real or imagined crime, your horde may be crushed?

To have the horde you carefully built, a gleaming war machine, torn asunder and scattered to the winds... that is a torment most foul.

And if this killer goes maverick? If his friends decide to give him contracts? If his friends ask him to take someone out and say they'll pay him later?

To fight and die in the game is the whole purpose; but to die in the game for your opinion in a debate? To die because, three games ago, you attacked the wrong person?

Join me, peoples of the Empire. We are strong. We can end this threat. Join me and see what we can accomplish.

 Farimor (#419)
Turns (?)
227 (max 450)
Turns Stored (?)
0 (max 150)
Rank (?)
#61
Workers (?)
31,060
Land Acres (?)
5,632
Money (?)
$1,025,214,202
Food (?)
25,857,270
Loyalty (?)
1,836,536
Networth (?)
$5,144,153
Location (?)
Southsward
Race (?)
Marten
Health (?)
100%
Tax Rate (?)
10%
Rats (?)
114,943
Weasels (?)
0
Stoats (?)
0
Skiffs (?)
0
Leaders (?)
562,329


As of 9:52 Eastern Standard Time, Sunday Morning, January some-thin-or-rather. He's in the clan that killed Wolf Bite, so I thought some guys would want his stats.

 Now that ROME has fallen, Company will now be free to do as it pleases! The Grand Company forces that has and still  now amasses great lands in the Turbo realms of the east, shall now amass even greater lands in the Regular lands to the west! In 1-2 days Company shall be started, with it's stance being neutral to all. Message #8, and fight for glory and honour!

 He got into my account, MADE ME JOIN A CLAN so rome could get me, gave away all of my troops so that ROME could break, and now I'm in serious doo-doo and I can't get out of this clan so I can start afresh. Retto, what happened?

 Well, I was looking at the last attack sequence thingy between you and the person you just looked up. I found on that had a date of December 31st, 1969!!!!!!!!! Funny, no?

 Yup. Read above. I'm going to be hitting some people, just for further notice.