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<blockquote data-quote="Edena_of_Neith" data-source="post: 1304757" data-attributes="member: 2020">(Post 27) The Second IREdena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 03:22 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; PLEASE READ.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The balor does not arrive in time to stop the eladrin from attacking the elves, but he does arrive in&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; time to save the eladrin's life.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (Go figure, a balor saving an eladrin's life. War makes strange bedfellows.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; All the countries of the continent of Zakhara immediately join the Pan-Torilian Alliance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The independent nation of Var the Golden joins the Pan-Torilian Alliance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Zakhara and Faerun are now entirely within the Pan-Toril Alliance, except for the phaerimm and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Zouron's Magocracy, and the lands of the Chosen.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Tuigan and Maztican ambassadors just sorta quietly hide in the corners - overwhelmed by what is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; happening, which is rather beyond their comprehension.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; However, the ambassador of Kara-Tur's biggest nation joins, realizing his country is in dire peril, and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; several other lesser eastern nations jump on board at his advice.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Then, in a move that may surprise everyone, the Chosen throw their weight behind the Pan-Torilian&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Alliance, and they explain why:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; We are charged with protecting Toril, and it is clear to us that the Pan-Torilian Alliance is probably the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; best (and last) hope for protecting our world.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Although we would prefer to remain neutral politically, we will do this thing, and we will fight alongside&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; you, and our people will fight alongside you.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The kender loudly announces that his people are smart, like the Angels of Hope Island, and that they&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; shall join the Pan-Torilian Alliance immediately.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The City of Shade does not join the Pan-Torilian Alliance: they are so arrogant and so sure of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; themselves that even now, they think they can whisk their city away to the safety of the Plane of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Shadow if the end comes, and in any case they believe their magic is quite sufficient to stop the pesky&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; elven invaders.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; However, they offer lip service to the Pan-Torilian Alliance, and they agree to work with it as an ally&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (but you can trust said alliance as far as you can throw a tarrasque.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The phaerimm ambassador sighs, deciding that the animals are going on a cattle stampede, and -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; realizing the danger to his race - throws in his alliance with the Pan-Torilian Alliance ... he knows they&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; can't order his people around, or even touch them, if they don't want to be touched, short of the use&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; of the Doomsday Weapons, and the phaerimm have a deterrent to that.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The phaerimm thinks the Eladrin had the right of it, and that the advocates for sealing Realmspace&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; are in the wrong.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; When Forrester and the scro decide to go on the offensive, that sets off the phaerimm like lighting a&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; rocket, and the ambassador of the City of Shade also leaps at the chance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Suddenly, across Faerun, klazoms blare, lights blaze, and millions of beings start scurrying.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Starships roar to life, gun turrents activate and aim skyward, men rush in hoards onto spelljamming&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; battleships, run everywhere, manning defenses, scrambling, grabbing up weapons, magical items,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; technomagical weapons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The menacing fleet of beholder spelljammers, hundreds strong, lifts in a dreadfully impressive array,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; slowly lifting upward, phaerimm in each ship guiding their beholder slaves.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The fleet cuts off the sunlight, throws a vast shadow on the ground, as it rises higher and higher into&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the sky.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; On Selune, to the scream of sirens and the wailing of scro warcries, spelljammers fill in minutes with&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; scro, bristling with weapons, ready to go, and soon hundreds of ships are making ready to depart.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; On Luna, bells chime, assembling the Knights, and the Queen of the Githyanki Colony (not THE queen&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; of the Githyanki) takes personal charge of her legions, for she will personally lead them into battle.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Being able to travel ethereally, and with magic to survive in a vaccuum, the githyanki don't need&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; spelljammers.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The dwarven, gnomish, and kender ambassadors euthusiastically endorse the Pan-Torilian Alliance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The halfling ambassador holds out, grumbling that it's still foolishness, until the dwarven ambassador&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; stomps over to him, grabs him up by the hair, and yells loudly enough in his face to make his hair fly&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; back that he is a stupid poor excuse for a kobold, is so stubborn he's willing to kill his entire race out&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; of personal pride, and if he won't join, the dwarven ambassador challenges him to personal combat,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; one on one.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The halfling caves in.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The drow emissary says nothing, but simply watches and smiles at the bedlam around her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Out in a dozen Crystal Spheres a dozen elven Armadas hang in Wildspace.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Alerted by their 10 commanders that Toril is aware of their plans, they leaped into action, and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; mobilized their fleets within an hour, while the delegates still talked in the Court Chamber.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Because the delegates wasted that precious hour, it is too late for the Sigilians to seal Realmspace,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; too late to stop the elven Armada from crossing in, even were the phaerimm to help.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; When the eladrin attacked, they hurried up even further.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Smaller elven ships roar forth, bristling with armaments, bristling with elves carrying every kind of wand&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and staff, with great magical cannons and smaller, more conventional weapons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Behind them come the great warships, the biggest the elves have ever made, spouting multiple&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; magical cannons, and lesser versions of the Accumulator (see FOR 5 Elves of Evermeet) to absorb and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; redirect vast amounts of magic in the form of huge beams of destruction.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The commander of of one of these fleets sends a telepathic communication to all his people, then he&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; communicates with the Supreme Commander of the 12 Elven Fleets via long range telepathy:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Imitating Lando Calrission)) All ships are in position.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The supreme commander announces back, telepathically:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Best imitation of Admiral Ackbar)) All ships, prepare for the Astral Jump to Realmspace on my mark.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Best imitation of Lando Calrission)) Standing by!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; 12 enormous Gates, ovals of green fire miles across, open in blazing light.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Best imitation of Lando Calrission)) My the Seldarine be with us!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Best imitation of Admiral Ackbar)) All ships, mark 3, 2, 1, JUMP!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; With an awesome roar of magic, the fleet surges forward, then is caught in the gate, and whole&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; battalions of ships flash forward out of sight, in great waves, streaking away, vanishing through the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; gate.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The commander watches as the stars blur, then the green light rushes upon him.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; On Toril, special devices that nobody had ever hoped to hear sound out:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Attack warning red! Attack warning red!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the Technocracy, extraplanar sensors detect the incoming fleet.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Amongst the humanoids and githyanki, specially trained observers in the astral plane see the fleet&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; roar by.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Attack warning red! Attack warning red!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Civil defense sirens start wailing across all of Faerun, and the panick starts ... as millions of people&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; race for cover.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the Technocracy, they rush into the deeps of their cube cities, into specially fortified chambers.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the Humanoid Alliance, they rush for specially build underground bunkers (well, those that don't&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; want to fight do ... which is to say, the children)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the Chosen lands, huge magical shields of silver fire blaze over their cities and lands, as the people&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; take refuge in cellars and storm shelters.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the City of Shade, a magical defense goes up over the whole city, which is suddenly only partially in&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the Prime, and it looks vague and ghostly, then fades into a blur, then into a large area of gloom and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; grey.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; With explosions of green light, 12 gates open in strategic points all around the planet of Toril, and 12&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Armadas appear.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Countless thousands of spelljamming ships roar forth, then rocket down towards Toril, spreading apart&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; as they do so to avoid the known nuclear danger, each ship assigned specific targets, objectives, and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; goals.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Elven mages and magistresses prepare to open fire on all centers of population below (I do mean all&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ... they are sparing Maztica, but nobody else.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They ready High Magic, ready to send Toril's seas blazing up in steam, ready to set the continents&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ablaze.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Ready to tear the seas from their beds, ready to crack open the surface and whelm the lands in fires&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; from below.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Mighty cannons and Accumulators are aimed at cities, at military bases, at suspected military bases.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The elven Armadas roar closer and closer.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And then ... something happens that nobody expected at all.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Nobody.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; On the Command Ship, the shade of Queen Amlaruil appears, and she says one word:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Restitution.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; With a wave of her hand, a host of watchnorns appear behind her, and they raise spectral swords and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; spectral wands.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The astonished elves are blown apart by spectral lightning, incinerated by spectral fireballs, cut down&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; by spectral swords.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; A watchnorn, a beautiful but sad elven girl, chops at one of the cannons with her Moonblade, and the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; cannon explodes, causing a titantic ball of fire across one side of the Command Ship.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Another elf, a male wearing the ghostly robes of a wizard, aims his wand at a pile of magical staves,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and fires, blowing them to smithereens.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Command Ship is thrown out of control, and begins to tumble, as bedlam rages across it's&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; multiple decks, elves locked in mortal combat with the shades of the Elves of Toril.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Elves of Toril, led by Queen Amlaruil, are paying restitution.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; As it was with the Command Ship, so it is with hundreds of other ships, and practically every ship in the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; 12 Armadas has at least one elven undead attacking it.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Elven Fleets of Vengeance are thrown into confusion, into utter chaos.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Before they have the time to recover, the Scro Armadas that were also lurking beyond Realmspace,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and which also came roaring through Astral Gates, come rushing in on them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; At the same time, Forrester's armada crashes into them, soaring up from the planet in vast waves of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ships.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Thousands of ships, tens of thousands of ships, fly past each other, and the fireworks begin.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The elves have the better weapons, but they are hampered by internal battles with the Elves of Toril.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Cannons blast, wands discharge, staves roar, catapults whoosh, ballistae send bolts blazing red and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; silver and blue with magic.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Ships detonate, ships are smashed and torn asunder, ships going flying into pieces, shreds of broken&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; wood and crystalline flying everywhere, smashing into other ships, furthering the confusion and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; anarchy.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The firefight fills the sky with light, as thousands of flashes of red, green, blue, and silver light up the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; heavens.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The githyanki Knights, led by the Queen, Astral Walk right into the battle.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Led by their Queen personally, they materialize right in the middle of the astonished elves, githyanki&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; knights carving a bloody trail of havoc and destruction with their Vorpal Swords, hewing and hacking&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; like butchers in a meat shop.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; But now, in the greatest irony of all, perhaps, the drow appear.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The drow care not one whit for the elves, but the drow - overestimating their own might, have decided&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; this is the chance to exterminate the hated humanoids and humans who are dominating Realmspace&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; once and for all.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Drow materialize upon the decks of scro ships, and level their wands, and open fire.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; By the hundreds, the scro are incinerated by flame strikes, blown apart by lightning bolts, cut down by&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; drow blades, slashed down by the snake headed whips, as the drow bring all their ancient hatred and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; might to bear.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; As ships move together, and boarding parties rush across, the fight turns into an ungodly chaos, as&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; elf, githyanki, scro, drow, and the shades of the Elves of Toril all fight in one massive crowd, swords&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; flashing, spells raging, the cries of the dying reaching over the din, the decks strewn with the body&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; parts of the fighters and with the dead and dying.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Some of the elven ships free themselves enough to continue their original objective, and prepare to&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; fire on the planet below.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Before they can do so, lances of silver light fire up from the planet.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Chosen have joined the war.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The lances of silver light catch some of the ships, evaporating them in an instant, causing titantic&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; explosions as all their accumulated magic and the Accumulators explode.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; However, other ships succeed in firing on the planet.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Now, Toril begins to take it's first beating, as the beams bring massive (but isolated, since not many&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; are firing) destruction, tearing apart cities, punching through the solid rock of the planet to reach&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; deeply buried military bases, blowing holes in the Cube Cities of the Technocracy.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Then, the phaerimm fleet leaps upon them like a cat upon a mouse, and the elven ships are once&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; again beset, as the phaerimm unleash titantic blasts of magic at them, and the beholders fire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; countless thousands of beams from their eyestalks, picking the elves off like they were defenseless,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; unarmored men before a barrage of skilled marksmen.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The elves, turn to meet this new threat, and the Accumulators are dragged around and reaimed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They open fire, and phaerimm ships explode, the phaerimm screaming death cries as even their&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; magical defenses are overwhelmed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Across all of Toril, people look up in awe and terror as the sky fills with light, flashes, and fireballs.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; But now the great fusion powered warships of the Technocracy approach the battle, with their nuclear&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; missiles and their heavy particle cannons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The problem is, friend and enemy are so interwined that atomics are out of the question, probably,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and the particle cannons will kill friend as well as enemy (it is up to the Technocracy what they will do.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; At this point, neither side is winning.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Although the elves of the Fleets of Vengeance are outnumbered, and they were taken by surprise by&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the act of Queen Amlaruil and the elves of Toril, THEY have the mighty Accumulators, which are the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; equivalent of the best particle cannons the Technocracy has, and they have no qualms about using&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; With those mighty supercannons, with the Accumulators, the elves begin to fire, ENORMOUS blue&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; beams streaking thousands of miles across space, incinerating everything touched, turning even the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; largest warships of the scro into atomic particles.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; One of those Accumulator Cannons is aimed at the oncoming ships of the Technocracy, and the elves&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - using a magical equivalent of deep space radar, open fire with deadly precision.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The beam races across space, strikes the Technocracy Warship, and it explodes, and it's atomic&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; stockpile explodes with it - surprising, since atomics do not do such things, but the Accumulator is no&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ordinary weapon.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The light of dozens of nuclear warheads creates a small new star in the sky, and the heavens of Toril&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; turn blue for a brief moment, then a gigantic cloud of stellar dust, colored purple and blue, exists&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; where the Technocratic ship was, rapidly expanding, the blast wave from it rocking other Technocratic&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ships.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And the battle rages.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Actions?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Reprisal &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2368 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 03:42 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Prime Minister speaks to everyone in the engagement, or at least tries to, through all manner of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; communication known to the Technocracy:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Attention Elven Fleet, stand down! I repeat, stand down! Even your own brethren are opposed to your&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; actions! We have not, and will not fire if you stand down as of this moment! More than three-quarters&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; of Toril have allied with eachother to fend off your attack. We will not allow our world to be torn&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; asunder by outsiders, regardless of who they are and what they want!&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Prime Minister then sends a *heavily* encoded message to those engaged with the Elven&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Armada. HEAVILY ENCODED.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;This is the Commonwealth Star Defense Fleet to all allies engaged with the invading Elven Fleet. If we&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; do not receive any replies to our first communication, I have authorized the Sky Marshall to give the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; elves everything we've got. MIRVed thermonuclear warheads of the megaton variety and particle&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; cannons do no disciminate between friend and foe. When we get into the final firing formation, and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; believe me, you'll know it when you see it, you have next to no time before we let off the first salvo.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Got it? All who reply to this message ((Just Typed: RECEIVED)) will be sent a warning message before&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we fire.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Prime Minister of the Commonwealth Fleet sends a one line message to the Sky Marhsall:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;I leave it to you, old friend. Save the planet.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; He then sends word to Forrester:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;If it all goes to hell up there our remaining ships will paint those elvish bastards' ships so your&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; missiles can hit them. I know you have a few of those big boys, don't hesitate to use them, my friend,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; when the time calls. 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&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; EN World Messageboards&nbsp;&nbsp; » Bits N Pieces&nbsp;&nbsp; » In Character&nbsp;&nbsp; » (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; summoned by the Chosen to face charges (Page 14) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; This topic is comprised of pages:&nbsp; 1&nbsp; 2&nbsp; 3&nbsp; 4&nbsp; 5&nbsp; 6&nbsp; 7&nbsp; 8&nbsp; 9&nbsp; 10&nbsp; 11&nbsp; 12&nbsp; 13&nbsp; 14&nbsp; 15&nbsp; 16&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Author &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Topic: (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 03:58 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Lord Knights of the Githyanki hear the incoming message from the Technocracy, broadcast in it's&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; psionic encoded version, and they instantly relay it to their Queen.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Queen of the Githyanki, who is currently in a furious sword fight with an elven bladesinger,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; somehow manages to reply:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Message ... received ... acknowledged.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Githyanki will ... await your ... signal to ... make the ... jump to the ... Astral.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Technocracy must ... give the Signal ... so we will ... know when ... to jump.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; From the phaerimm comes a calm cold reply:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Message acknowledged. All ships will fall back. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (Unfortunately, though, the elven ships pursue the phaerimm/beholder fleet, and although the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; phaerimm backpedal quickly, their spelljammers cannot outrun the elven ships, some of the finest&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ever made.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The phaerimm commander then states:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Do not fire, repeat, do not fire. We are unable to disengage. Repeat, unable to disengage.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; From the elven Fleets of Vengeance comes a message:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; This is the Grand Admiral of the Elven Imperial Navy.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; We require unconditional surrender. Surrender must be immediate and unconditional.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Failure to comply will mean sterilization of Faerun.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The battle rages, furious, waxing ever greater and greater.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Some of the ground batteries, in both the Technomancy and the Humanoid Alliance (Zouron's&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Magocracy has them, but Zouron hasn't posted yet) are now firing, using either particle beams or&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; magical beams, and the Chosen continue to fire beams upward.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They are finding their marks.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Unfortunately, so are the few Accumulator and lesser cannon beams firing down onto Toril from below.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; All the nuclear missiles in the missile fields are ready to fire, in both the Technocracy and in the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Humanoid Alliance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Over 10,000 nuclear warheads face up to the heavens through the opened doors of their silos.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 04:03 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; To Reprisal&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Wait. Do not post you are firing the main starship nuclear arsenal yet.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I need to know what the others are doing first.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I need time for them to respond.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Go ahead and post. Post away! But don't send the massive volley yet. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Reprisal &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2368 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 04:30 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((Okay, Edena. Hehe. Well, this is about the coolest thing since the original thread. I'm gonna turn in&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; now. I should be awake in about ten hours or so, real time.))&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.&quot; - Albert Camus&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 223 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 04:45 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; OoC (I have waited hours yesterday, and nothing happens, and when I'm not here, world destruction&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; begin&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ...)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Hazedil, would have tried something, but now it's too late. Since we have no way to end (or even to&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; participate) to the battle, all Dawn Cities, all Lathander churches, with their followers, and many other&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; allied cults, planeshift to the House of Nature and Brightwater. With us we take our most holy relics,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and the clergy of Chauntea take bits of Toril soil from everywhere. We will be able to revive Toril,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; whatever happen. Our last action is to send the following telepathic message to the Elven Armada :&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;You have come to avenge the elves of Toril, but your action will kill those that you want avenge,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; cause not all were dead. You have betrayed the Torilian Elves. Go back to your home sphere. Go back&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; immediatly.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; As we know the deep illithid will benefit from this war to accomplish their own plans, we accelerate our&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; own preparatives. Now, hundred of thousands of people participate to it. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 04:54 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (How many time will we need, now that hundred of thousands (perhaps more than one million of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; followers, and of course thousands of clerics, from at least three major cult : Lathander, Chauntea,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Sune) are involved in the ritual ? I hope it will reduce the time needed, far less than one full year. We&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; are ready to &quot;burn&quot; some of our relics to speed up the process. ) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 05:27 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloisius, since the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander and Sune are throwing everything they have into&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; it, and destroying Artifacts and Relics to do it, it will happen quite soon ...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (to everyone else)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; What are the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander, Sune doing?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; That is for the rest of you to find out!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Although you may find this incredible, your spies, in the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander and Sune,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; report with straight faces that they intend to proceed with some sort of super holy ritual of passion and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; pleasure, between their highest priests and priestesses.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; One of the elven commanders from the Elven Fleet of Vengeance somehow manage to telepathically&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; scream back to the Church of Lathander:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The elves of Toril have betrayed us! They are attacking ... (the sound ends in a gurgle as one of the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; elven undead of Toril guts the elf with her slim, spectral longsword)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 06:05 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Make love, not war&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena mail incoming !&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (Do you want I describe the effect with my poor english, or must I let you do it ?) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Bagguns &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 523 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 07:24 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Slaazor looks to the other Slaad with him and says a single word, &quot;Now&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; At that moment gates open onto the Elven Fleet of Vengeance disgorging Slaadi by the masses.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Red and Blue Slaadi enter hand to hand combat with the Elves while, Green and Grey Slaadi cast&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; horrible chaos magics that consume Elvish troopers and sailors. The Death Slaadi carve through the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Elves like a whirlwind trying to disable the ships.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Slaadi representatives are still present in the &quot;Council Chambers&quot; and are eyeing the situation&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; warily (and scrying like mad) very curious about what the Churches are currently doing...but probably&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; seeing or scryin' nothing. While the Slaad worship no gods they have learned about the three gods&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Chauntea, Sune, and Lathander, and don't think they would precipitate the destruction of Toril or the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; mucking up of the planes, they bide their time and let the shock troops schwack the Elven Fleet of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Vengeance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edit: Once again edited for spelling.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Bagguns ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Evolve or Die.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Entropy Sucks.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 189 | From: Cookstown/McGuire AFB, NJ | Registered: Dec 2000&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 07:41 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Done. Email incoming Edena. (If it is not sufficient, make me know. I don't type very fast, but will try&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; to answer in time) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Forrester &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2760 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 07:58 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; If the Chosen are helping us, then they must believe that Armageddon can be avoided by stopping&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the elves from causing serious damage to Toril. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; What do the Chosen think of our plan to unleash our nuclear forces at the elves? I think it is probably&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; something we are going to have to do. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Finally, much of the description of this war concerns energy weapons and magic and such. Earlier, you&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; said, Edena, that we had the power to mass-channel psionic energy. Can we do this against the ships&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; with the Accumulators? Will they be able to absorb the energy, or might we be able to stop them?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Forrester&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Peacemaker &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 699 | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; DocMoriartty &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 8593 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 08:06 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Moriartty opens a small gate and walks his son through it. On the other side stands Sigil. The 4 Sharn&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; join him.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;The warning has not been heeded. Do what you know you must&quot; is all Moriartty says to his client.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Sigilian mages leave via gates and quickly reach their goal. In small heavily stealthed spelljammer&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ships located outside 13 crystal spheres they appear. 100 mages and or sharn to a ship.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; There they begin casting their ancient spell on 12 of them while on the 13th they only watch.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ooc notes] The Sigilian factions begin their plan the moment Torilian fleets launch to intercept the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Elven Armadas. The spell being cast does not take more than a few minutes due to the number and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; power of the spellcasters casting it. Luckily the only people who know how to offset or reverse the spell&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; are the Netherese. All 12 crystal spheres that launched elven armadas are sealed by the ancient&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; nether spell cast. Instantly any and all communication the fleets may have with their home systems is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; completely blocked. The final group of spellcasters float outside of the Toril crystal sphere. As of right&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; now they are only watching. They have orders only to seal the crystal sphere of Toril once the Elven&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Armada has been pushed out of it OR if some calamity starts that looks to spread outside the sphere.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The plan is to strand the Elven Armada with no sphere to return home to and then work from there. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 135 | From: Chicago burbs | Registered: Nov 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Forrester &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2760 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 08:18 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena -- one other point. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Many of my people (other than the children) are hiding in bunkers many, many, many miles below the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; surface. Half of my people lived underground anyway . . . after what the elves did last time, we are&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; expecting the worst. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (That's the nice thing about modern warfare . . . it's mostly button-pushing). &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; -----&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Reprisal -- one of your ships carrying Atomics blew up when it was hit by the Accumulator. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Does this mean what I think it means, regarding what happens if the Accumulator were to start strafing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Toril, and we had all 10,000 of our nuclear weapons still on the ground?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Forrester&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Peacemaker &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 699 | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 08:32 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena, I must add (it's a detail) that the bits of Torilian soil are used as focus for the Ritual. (its on&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; this &quot;grounds&quot; that the most crucial part will take place.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; To all : please don't be to hurry to post. Edena need to sleep... &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Bagguns &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 523 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 06, 2001 09:24 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena, since everyone seems to have allied against the threat of the Elven Fleets the Slaadi hold off&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; on the whole Chaos Wave thing for now. As I probably will not be on when you get back then the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Slaadi do the following:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; 1) Help hold the Elves off, keep them away from Toril.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; 2) Pray this temporary alliance holds together.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; a)If it does, go back to Limbo and invite representatives from all the nations to come to open trade&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; negotiations and non-aggresion pact negotiations. Also invite all those who do not wish to live on Toril&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; any longer places in Limbo.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; b) If it doesn't but everyone is still trying to make peace, hold off on the Chaos Wave. Give everyone&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; time to work things out amongst themselves.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; c) If everyone takes this opportunity to try and smackdown their now weakened enemies and engulf&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Toril in war...unleash the Chaos Wave. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; On an additional note, preemptive strikes on Limbo will be met with a big nasty Chaos Wave engulfing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Toril, we won't start it, but we will finish it. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Hope to actually be here to do all this myself, but it's not likely. Once again unless I contradict myself&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; lower down then these orders will probably stand...at least overnight.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Bagguns&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edit: Edited for spelling, yet again.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Bagguns ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Evolve or Die.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Entropy Sucks.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 189 | From: Cookstown/McGuire AFB, NJ | Registered: Dec 2000&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Edena_of_Neith, post: 1304757, member: 2020"] [b](Post 27) The Second IR[/b] Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 06, 2001 03:22 AM PLEASE READ. The balor does not arrive in time to stop the eladrin from attacking the elves, but he does arrive in time to save the eladrin's life. (Go figure, a balor saving an eladrin's life. War makes strange bedfellows.) All the countries of the continent of Zakhara immediately join the Pan-Torilian Alliance. The independent nation of Var the Golden joins the Pan-Torilian Alliance. Zakhara and Faerun are now entirely within the Pan-Toril Alliance, except for the phaerimm and Zouron's Magocracy, and the lands of the Chosen. The Tuigan and Maztican ambassadors just sorta quietly hide in the corners - overwhelmed by what is happening, which is rather beyond their comprehension. However, the ambassador of Kara-Tur's biggest nation joins, realizing his country is in dire peril, and several other lesser eastern nations jump on board at his advice. Then, in a move that may surprise everyone, the Chosen throw their weight behind the Pan-Torilian Alliance, and they explain why: We are charged with protecting Toril, and it is clear to us that the Pan-Torilian Alliance is probably the best (and last) hope for protecting our world. Although we would prefer to remain neutral politically, we will do this thing, and we will fight alongside you, and our people will fight alongside you. The kender loudly announces that his people are smart, like the Angels of Hope Island, and that they shall join the Pan-Torilian Alliance immediately. The City of Shade does not join the Pan-Torilian Alliance: they are so arrogant and so sure of themselves that even now, they think they can whisk their city away to the safety of the Plane of Shadow if the end comes, and in any case they believe their magic is quite sufficient to stop the pesky elven invaders. However, they offer lip service to the Pan-Torilian Alliance, and they agree to work with it as an ally (but you can trust said alliance as far as you can throw a tarrasque.) The phaerimm ambassador sighs, deciding that the animals are going on a cattle stampede, and - realizing the danger to his race - throws in his alliance with the Pan-Torilian Alliance ... he knows they can't order his people around, or even touch them, if they don't want to be touched, short of the use of the Doomsday Weapons, and the phaerimm have a deterrent to that. The phaerimm thinks the Eladrin had the right of it, and that the advocates for sealing Realmspace are in the wrong. When Forrester and the scro decide to go on the offensive, that sets off the phaerimm like lighting a rocket, and the ambassador of the City of Shade also leaps at the chance. Suddenly, across Faerun, klazoms blare, lights blaze, and millions of beings start scurrying. Starships roar to life, gun turrents activate and aim skyward, men rush in hoards onto spelljamming battleships, run everywhere, manning defenses, scrambling, grabbing up weapons, magical items, technomagical weapons. The menacing fleet of beholder spelljammers, hundreds strong, lifts in a dreadfully impressive array, slowly lifting upward, phaerimm in each ship guiding their beholder slaves. The fleet cuts off the sunlight, throws a vast shadow on the ground, as it rises higher and higher into the sky. On Selune, to the scream of sirens and the wailing of scro warcries, spelljammers fill in minutes with scro, bristling with weapons, ready to go, and soon hundreds of ships are making ready to depart. On Luna, bells chime, assembling the Knights, and the Queen of the Githyanki Colony (not THE queen of the Githyanki) takes personal charge of her legions, for she will personally lead them into battle. Being able to travel ethereally, and with magic to survive in a vaccuum, the githyanki don't need spelljammers. The dwarven, gnomish, and kender ambassadors euthusiastically endorse the Pan-Torilian Alliance. The halfling ambassador holds out, grumbling that it's still foolishness, until the dwarven ambassador stomps over to him, grabs him up by the hair, and yells loudly enough in his face to make his hair fly back that he is a stupid poor excuse for a kobold, is so stubborn he's willing to kill his entire race out of personal pride, and if he won't join, the dwarven ambassador challenges him to personal combat, one on one. The halfling caves in. The drow emissary says nothing, but simply watches and smiles at the bedlam around her. - - - Out in a dozen Crystal Spheres a dozen elven Armadas hang in Wildspace. Alerted by their 10 commanders that Toril is aware of their plans, they leaped into action, and mobilized their fleets within an hour, while the delegates still talked in the Court Chamber. Because the delegates wasted that precious hour, it is too late for the Sigilians to seal Realmspace, too late to stop the elven Armada from crossing in, even were the phaerimm to help. When the eladrin attacked, they hurried up even further. Smaller elven ships roar forth, bristling with armaments, bristling with elves carrying every kind of wand and staff, with great magical cannons and smaller, more conventional weapons. Behind them come the great warships, the biggest the elves have ever made, spouting multiple magical cannons, and lesser versions of the Accumulator (see FOR 5 Elves of Evermeet) to absorb and redirect vast amounts of magic in the form of huge beams of destruction. The commander of of one of these fleets sends a telepathic communication to all his people, then he communicates with the Supreme Commander of the 12 Elven Fleets via long range telepathy: ((Imitating Lando Calrission)) All ships are in position. The supreme commander announces back, telepathically: ((Best imitation of Admiral Ackbar)) All ships, prepare for the Astral Jump to Realmspace on my mark. ((Best imitation of Lando Calrission)) Standing by! 12 enormous Gates, ovals of green fire miles across, open in blazing light. ((Best imitation of Lando Calrission)) My the Seldarine be with us! ((Best imitation of Admiral Ackbar)) All ships, mark 3, 2, 1, JUMP! With an awesome roar of magic, the fleet surges forward, then is caught in the gate, and whole battalions of ships flash forward out of sight, in great waves, streaking away, vanishing through the gate. The commander watches as the stars blur, then the green light rushes upon him. - - - On Toril, special devices that nobody had ever hoped to hear sound out: Attack warning red! Attack warning red! In the Technocracy, extraplanar sensors detect the incoming fleet. Amongst the humanoids and githyanki, specially trained observers in the astral plane see the fleet roar by. Attack warning red! Attack warning red! Civil defense sirens start wailing across all of Faerun, and the panick starts ... as millions of people race for cover. In the Technocracy, they rush into the deeps of their cube cities, into specially fortified chambers. In the Humanoid Alliance, they rush for specially build underground bunkers (well, those that don't want to fight do ... which is to say, the children) In the Chosen lands, huge magical shields of silver fire blaze over their cities and lands, as the people take refuge in cellars and storm shelters. In the City of Shade, a magical defense goes up over the whole city, which is suddenly only partially in the Prime, and it looks vague and ghostly, then fades into a blur, then into a large area of gloom and grey. With explosions of green light, 12 gates open in strategic points all around the planet of Toril, and 12 Armadas appear. Countless thousands of spelljamming ships roar forth, then rocket down towards Toril, spreading apart as they do so to avoid the known nuclear danger, each ship assigned specific targets, objectives, and goals. Elven mages and magistresses prepare to open fire on all centers of population below (I do mean all ... they are sparing Maztica, but nobody else.) They ready High Magic, ready to send Toril's seas blazing up in steam, ready to set the continents ablaze. Ready to tear the seas from their beds, ready to crack open the surface and whelm the lands in fires from below. Mighty cannons and Accumulators are aimed at cities, at military bases, at suspected military bases. The elven Armadas roar closer and closer. And then ... something happens that nobody expected at all. Nobody. On the Command Ship, the shade of Queen Amlaruil appears, and she says one word: Restitution. With a wave of her hand, a host of watchnorns appear behind her, and they raise spectral swords and spectral wands. The astonished elves are blown apart by spectral lightning, incinerated by spectral fireballs, cut down by spectral swords. A watchnorn, a beautiful but sad elven girl, chops at one of the cannons with her Moonblade, and the cannon explodes, causing a titantic ball of fire across one side of the Command Ship. Another elf, a male wearing the ghostly robes of a wizard, aims his wand at a pile of magical staves, and fires, blowing them to smithereens. The Command Ship is thrown out of control, and begins to tumble, as bedlam rages across it's multiple decks, elves locked in mortal combat with the shades of the Elves of Toril. The Elves of Toril, led by Queen Amlaruil, are paying restitution. As it was with the Command Ship, so it is with hundreds of other ships, and practically every ship in the 12 Armadas has at least one elven undead attacking it. The Elven Fleets of Vengeance are thrown into confusion, into utter chaos. Before they have the time to recover, the Scro Armadas that were also lurking beyond Realmspace, and which also came roaring through Astral Gates, come rushing in on them. At the same time, Forrester's armada crashes into them, soaring up from the planet in vast waves of ships. Thousands of ships, tens of thousands of ships, fly past each other, and the fireworks begin. The elves have the better weapons, but they are hampered by internal battles with the Elves of Toril. Cannons blast, wands discharge, staves roar, catapults whoosh, ballistae send bolts blazing red and silver and blue with magic. Ships detonate, ships are smashed and torn asunder, ships going flying into pieces, shreds of broken wood and crystalline flying everywhere, smashing into other ships, furthering the confusion and anarchy. The firefight fills the sky with light, as thousands of flashes of red, green, blue, and silver light up the heavens. The githyanki Knights, led by the Queen, Astral Walk right into the battle. Led by their Queen personally, they materialize right in the middle of the astonished elves, githyanki knights carving a bloody trail of havoc and destruction with their Vorpal Swords, hewing and hacking like butchers in a meat shop. But now, in the greatest irony of all, perhaps, the drow appear. The drow care not one whit for the elves, but the drow - overestimating their own might, have decided this is the chance to exterminate the hated humanoids and humans who are dominating Realmspace once and for all. Drow materialize upon the decks of scro ships, and level their wands, and open fire. By the hundreds, the scro are incinerated by flame strikes, blown apart by lightning bolts, cut down by drow blades, slashed down by the snake headed whips, as the drow bring all their ancient hatred and might to bear. As ships move together, and boarding parties rush across, the fight turns into an ungodly chaos, as elf, githyanki, scro, drow, and the shades of the Elves of Toril all fight in one massive crowd, swords flashing, spells raging, the cries of the dying reaching over the din, the decks strewn with the body parts of the fighters and with the dead and dying. Some of the elven ships free themselves enough to continue their original objective, and prepare to fire on the planet below. Before they can do so, lances of silver light fire up from the planet. The Chosen have joined the war. The lances of silver light catch some of the ships, evaporating them in an instant, causing titantic explosions as all their accumulated magic and the Accumulators explode. However, other ships succeed in firing on the planet. Now, Toril begins to take it's first beating, as the beams bring massive (but isolated, since not many are firing) destruction, tearing apart cities, punching through the solid rock of the planet to reach deeply buried military bases, blowing holes in the Cube Cities of the Technocracy. Then, the phaerimm fleet leaps upon them like a cat upon a mouse, and the elven ships are once again beset, as the phaerimm unleash titantic blasts of magic at them, and the beholders fire countless thousands of beams from their eyestalks, picking the elves off like they were defenseless, unarmored men before a barrage of skilled marksmen. The elves, turn to meet this new threat, and the Accumulators are dragged around and reaimed. They open fire, and phaerimm ships explode, the phaerimm screaming death cries as even their magical defenses are overwhelmed. Across all of Toril, people look up in awe and terror as the sky fills with light, flashes, and fireballs. But now the great fusion powered warships of the Technocracy approach the battle, with their nuclear missiles and their heavy particle cannons. The problem is, friend and enemy are so interwined that atomics are out of the question, probably, and the particle cannons will kill friend as well as enemy (it is up to the Technocracy what they will do.) At this point, neither side is winning. Although the elves of the Fleets of Vengeance are outnumbered, and they were taken by surprise by the act of Queen Amlaruil and the elves of Toril, THEY have the mighty Accumulators, which are the equivalent of the best particle cannons the Technocracy has, and they have no qualms about using them. With those mighty supercannons, with the Accumulators, the elves begin to fire, ENORMOUS blue beams streaking thousands of miles across space, incinerating everything touched, turning even the largest warships of the scro into atomic particles. One of those Accumulator Cannons is aimed at the oncoming ships of the Technocracy, and the elves - using a magical equivalent of deep space radar, open fire with deadly precision. The beam races across space, strikes the Technocracy Warship, and it explodes, and it's atomic stockpile explodes with it - surprising, since atomics do not do such things, but the Accumulator is no ordinary weapon. The light of dozens of nuclear warheads creates a small new star in the sky, and the heavens of Toril turn blue for a brief moment, then a gigantic cloud of stellar dust, colored purple and blue, exists where the Technocratic ship was, rapidly expanding, the blast wave from it rocking other Technocratic ships. And the battle rages. Actions? [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Reprisal Member Member # 2368 posted December 06, 2001 03:42 AM The Prime Minister speaks to everyone in the engagement, or at least tries to, through all manner of communication known to the Technocracy: "Attention Elven Fleet, stand down! I repeat, stand down! Even your own brethren are opposed to your actions! We have not, and will not fire if you stand down as of this moment! More than three-quarters of Toril have allied with eachother to fend off your attack. We will not allow our world to be torn asunder by outsiders, regardless of who they are and what they want!" The Prime Minister then sends a *heavily* encoded message to those engaged with the Elven Armada. HEAVILY ENCODED. "This is the Commonwealth Star Defense Fleet to all allies engaged with the invading Elven Fleet. If we do not receive any replies to our first communication, I have authorized the Sky Marshall to give the elves everything we've got. MIRVed thermonuclear warheads of the megaton variety and particle cannons do no disciminate between friend and foe. When we get into the final firing formation, and believe me, you'll know it when you see it, you have next to no time before we let off the first salvo. Got it? All who reply to this message ((Just Typed: RECEIVED)) will be sent a warning message before we fire." The Prime Minister of the Commonwealth Fleet sends a one line message to the Sky Marhsall: "I leave it to you, old friend. Save the planet." He then sends word to Forrester: "If it all goes to hell up there our remaining ships will paint those elvish bastards' ships so your missiles can hit them. I know you have a few of those big boys, don't hesitate to use them, my friend, when the time calls. Any fallout will pale in comparison if they get close enough to use mass drivers and other icky stuff." -------------------- "Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity." - Albert Camus Posts: 223 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001 | IP: Logged All times are US Central Time This topic is comprised of pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Hop To: Contact Us | EN World - D&D/d20 News & Reviews Powered by Infopop Corporation Ultimate Bulletin BoardTM 6.1.0.3 my profile | register | search | faq | forum home » Hello, Edena_of_Neith [ log out ] EN World Messageboards » Bits N Pieces » In Character » (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges (Page 14) This topic is comprised of pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Author Topic: (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 06, 2001 03:58 AM The Lord Knights of the Githyanki hear the incoming message from the Technocracy, broadcast in it's psionic encoded version, and they instantly relay it to their Queen. The Queen of the Githyanki, who is currently in a furious sword fight with an elven bladesinger, somehow manages to reply: Message ... received ... acknowledged. Githyanki will ... await your ... signal to ... make the ... jump to the ... Astral. The Technocracy must ... give the Signal ... so we will ... know when ... to jump. From the phaerimm comes a calm cold reply: Message acknowledged. All ships will fall back. (Unfortunately, though, the elven ships pursue the phaerimm/beholder fleet, and although the phaerimm backpedal quickly, their spelljammers cannot outrun the elven ships, some of the finest ever made.) The phaerimm commander then states: Do not fire, repeat, do not fire. We are unable to disengage. Repeat, unable to disengage. - - - From the elven Fleets of Vengeance comes a message: This is the Grand Admiral of the Elven Imperial Navy. We require unconditional surrender. Surrender must be immediate and unconditional. Failure to comply will mean sterilization of Faerun. The battle rages, furious, waxing ever greater and greater. Some of the ground batteries, in both the Technomancy and the Humanoid Alliance (Zouron's Magocracy has them, but Zouron hasn't posted yet) are now firing, using either particle beams or magical beams, and the Chosen continue to fire beams upward. They are finding their marks. Unfortunately, so are the few Accumulator and lesser cannon beams firing down onto Toril from below. All the nuclear missiles in the missile fields are ready to fire, in both the Technocracy and in the Humanoid Alliance. Over 10,000 nuclear warheads face up to the heavens through the opened doors of their silos. [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 06, 2001 04:03 AM To Reprisal Wait. Do not post you are firing the main starship nuclear arsenal yet. I need to know what the others are doing first. I need time for them to respond. Go ahead and post. Post away! But don't send the massive volley yet. Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Reprisal Member Member # 2368 posted December 06, 2001 04:30 AM ((Okay, Edena. Hehe. Well, this is about the coolest thing since the original thread. I'm gonna turn in now. I should be awake in about ten hours or so, real time.)) -------------------- "Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity." - Albert Camus Posts: 223 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 06, 2001 04:45 AM OoC (I have waited hours yesterday, and nothing happens, and when I'm not here, world destruction begin ...) Hazedil, would have tried something, but now it's too late. Since we have no way to end (or even to participate) to the battle, all Dawn Cities, all Lathander churches, with their followers, and many other allied cults, planeshift to the House of Nature and Brightwater. With us we take our most holy relics, and the clergy of Chauntea take bits of Toril soil from everywhere. We will be able to revive Toril, whatever happen. Our last action is to send the following telepathic message to the Elven Armada : "You have come to avenge the elves of Toril, but your action will kill those that you want avenge, cause not all were dead. You have betrayed the Torilian Elves. Go back to your home sphere. Go back immediatly." As we know the deep illithid will benefit from this war to accomplish their own plans, we accelerate our own preparatives. Now, hundred of thousands of people participate to it. Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 06, 2001 04:54 AM (How many time will we need, now that hundred of thousands (perhaps more than one million of followers, and of course thousands of clerics, from at least three major cult : Lathander, Chauntea, Sune) are involved in the ritual ? I hope it will reduce the time needed, far less than one full year. We are ready to "burn" some of our relics to speed up the process. ) Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 06, 2001 05:27 AM Aloisius, since the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander and Sune are throwing everything they have into it, and destroying Artifacts and Relics to do it, it will happen quite soon ... (to everyone else) What are the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander, Sune doing? That is for the rest of you to find out! Although you may find this incredible, your spies, in the Churches of Chauntea, Lathander and Sune, report with straight faces that they intend to proceed with some sort of super holy ritual of passion and pleasure, between their highest priests and priestesses. - - - One of the elven commanders from the Elven Fleet of Vengeance somehow manage to telepathically scream back to the Church of Lathander: The elves of Toril have betrayed us! They are attacking ... (the sound ends in a gurgle as one of the elven undead of Toril guts the elf with her slim, spectral longsword) [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1566 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 06, 2001 06:05 AM Make love, not war Edena mail incoming ! (Do you want I describe the effect with my poor english, or must I let you do it ?) Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Bagguns Member Member # 523 posted December 06, 2001 07:24 AM Slaazor looks to the other Slaad with him and says a single word, "Now" At that moment gates open onto the Elven Fleet of Vengeance disgorging Slaadi by the masses. Red and Blue Slaadi enter hand to hand combat with the Elves while, Green and Grey Slaadi cast horrible chaos magics that consume Elvish troopers and sailors. The Death Slaadi carve through the Elves like a whirlwind trying to disable the ships. The Slaadi representatives are still present in the "Council Chambers" and are eyeing the situation warily (and scrying like mad) very curious about what the Churches are currently doing...but probably seeing or scryin' nothing. While the Slaad worship no gods they have learned about the three gods Chauntea, Sune, and Lathander, and don't think they would precipitate the destruction of Toril or the mucking up of the planes, they bide their time and let the shock troops schwack the Elven Fleet of Vengeance. Edit: Once again edited for spelling. [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Bagguns ] -------------------- Evolve or Die. Entropy Sucks. Posts: 189 | From: Cookstown/McGuire AFB, NJ | Registered: Dec 2000 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 06, 2001 07:41 AM Done. Email incoming Edena. (If it is not sufficient, make me know. I don't type very fast, but will try to answer in time) Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Forrester Member Member # 2760 posted December 06, 2001 07:58 AM If the Chosen are helping us, then they must believe that Armageddon can be avoided by stopping the elves from causing serious damage to Toril. What do the Chosen think of our plan to unleash our nuclear forces at the elves? I think it is probably something we are going to have to do. Finally, much of the description of this war concerns energy weapons and magic and such. Earlier, you said, Edena, that we had the power to mass-channel psionic energy. Can we do this against the ships with the Accumulators? Will they be able to absorb the energy, or might we be able to stop them? Forrester Peacemaker Posts: 699 | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged DocMoriartty Member Member # 8593 posted December 06, 2001 08:06 AM Moriartty opens a small gate and walks his son through it. On the other side stands Sigil. The 4 Sharn join him. "The warning has not been heeded. Do what you know you must" is all Moriartty says to his client. Sigilian mages leave via gates and quickly reach their goal. In small heavily stealthed spelljammer ships located outside 13 crystal spheres they appear. 100 mages and or sharn to a ship. There they begin casting their ancient spell on 12 of them while on the 13th they only watch. [ooc notes] The Sigilian factions begin their plan the moment Torilian fleets launch to intercept the Elven Armadas. The spell being cast does not take more than a few minutes due to the number and power of the spellcasters casting it. Luckily the only people who know how to offset or reverse the spell are the Netherese. All 12 crystal spheres that launched elven armadas are sealed by the ancient nether spell cast. Instantly any and all communication the fleets may have with their home systems is completely blocked. The final group of spellcasters float outside of the Toril crystal sphere. As of right now they are only watching. They have orders only to seal the crystal sphere of Toril once the Elven Armada has been pushed out of it OR if some calamity starts that looks to spread outside the sphere. The plan is to strand the Elven Armada with no sphere to return home to and then work from there. Posts: 135 | From: Chicago burbs | Registered: Nov 2001 | IP: Logged Forrester Member Member # 2760 posted December 06, 2001 08:18 AM Edena -- one other point. Many of my people (other than the children) are hiding in bunkers many, many, many miles below the surface. Half of my people lived underground anyway . . . after what the elves did last time, we are expecting the worst. (That's the nice thing about modern warfare . . . it's mostly button-pushing). ----- Reprisal -- one of your ships carrying Atomics blew up when it was hit by the Accumulator. Does this mean what I think it means, regarding what happens if the Accumulator were to start strafing Toril, and we had all 10,000 of our nuclear weapons still on the ground? Forrester Peacemaker Posts: 699 | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 06, 2001 08:32 AM Edena, I must add (it's a detail) that the bits of Torilian soil are used as focus for the Ritual. (its on this "grounds" that the most crucial part will take place. To all : please don't be to hurry to post. Edena need to sleep... Posts: 345 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged Bagguns Member Member # 523 posted December 06, 2001 09:24 AM Edena, since everyone seems to have allied against the threat of the Elven Fleets the Slaadi hold off on the whole Chaos Wave thing for now. As I probably will not be on when you get back then the Slaadi do the following: 1) Help hold the Elves off, keep them away from Toril. 2) Pray this temporary alliance holds together. a)If it does, go back to Limbo and invite representatives from all the nations to come to open trade negotiations and non-aggresion pact negotiations. Also invite all those who do not wish to live on Toril any longer places in Limbo. b) If it doesn't but everyone is still trying to make peace, hold off on the Chaos Wave. Give everyone time to work things out amongst themselves. c) If everyone takes this opportunity to try and smackdown their now weakened enemies and engulf Toril in war...unleash the Chaos Wave. On an additional note, preemptive strikes on Limbo will be met with a big nasty Chaos Wave engulfing Toril, we won't start it, but we will finish it. Hope to actually be here to do all this myself, but it's not likely. Once again unless I contradict myself lower down then these orders will probably stand...at least overnight. Bagguns Edit: Edited for spelling, yet again. [ December 06, 2001: Message edited by: Bagguns ] -------------------- Evolve or Die. Entropy Sucks. Posts: 189 | From: Cookstown/McGuire AFB, NJ | Registered: Dec 2000 | IP: Logged [/QUOTE]

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