Well, you'd better do something (although I will wait for Williams and Darkness to return to post.)
The Formians, having eaten all the people they could find in the Yeomanry, are still hungry.
They start pouring into southern Keoland.
The Navy of Keoland could debark it's troops and send them into the fray, but the fleets of the Scarlet Brotherhood aren't too far away, and could then walk in and sink the entire Keoland Fleet.
The monsters of Dreadwood have been pinned up, not doing anything all this time, and they want some fighting, and wonder why Turrosh Mak hasn't ordered them out. However, these monsters are not enough to stop the invasion.
The Hool Marshes depleted their forces on Turn 1, sending them up to the Pomarj, where they are now fighting the Shades.
Something out of Return of the Jedi is going on in the skies over the Hellfurnaces and Crystalmists, as hundreds of spelljamming vessels are fighting toe to toe, ballistae bolts and catapults at work, spells rocketing back and forth, and dozens of beings dropping from the ships every second, splattering on the ground.
The Githyanki refused to come and help.
It is not known why.
Their message was simply: We have our Orders, and we obey.
