War of the Runes of Doom

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Thus it was, and the great Cities of Gold and the Beautiful cities of Jade became ash and all the lands from the bit to the left of the Reference key even unto the silly little islands to the west was laid waste. The fighting waxed fierce around the fertile valleys of the land of a thousand rivers and the land of 500 rivers slightly to the south, and even the rather nice forests around the bitter sea of Soth while leaving untouched all the crappy bits around the edges that no-one wanted. Great battles were fought at the Crying shore where the flower of Athanasian manhood was cut down, and in the Courts of the perfumed city of Goat, where it is said the fountains ran red with blood. Many great deeds of courage and valour were done, too numerous and frankly too tedious to mention by name, but suffice to say courageous were they, aye and valorous too. After the Jade Primate had fallen, cast from the topmost tower of his church, by the rebellious mercenaries of kHu kHulla and the greatest City of the Golden Land, Malatha of the Million Lanterns was overthrown and it's mighty walls made dust, and all the armies were reduced to a few pitiful bands of ragged hungry men, the petty kings and chiefs of the crappy lands round the edges that no-one wanted siezed their chance and descended on the ravished land like wolves upon something smaller than wolves conquering the fair lands in the middle, and setting up their barbarous courts in the ruins of great halls and once proud palaces. The half human soldiers of these Barbarian princes roamed the land at will on their great war lizards, exacting tribute and demanding back rubs from defenceless villagers. Thus the people of the fair lands, although by now somewhat shagged out by all this fighting were forced once more to take up swords against the invaders.
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You can find the complete version of War of the Runes of Doom in issue 47 of TBD.

Jonathan Underhill