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[Sandbox] Swampland Capers
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Sandbox [Sandbox] Swampland Capers

Here's to hoping that this sandbox reaches double digits!

Rules:
-Declare before you make a turn, even if you're going to edit in said turn a few seconds later.
-Once you declare, you have 2 hours to make your turn, or your turn will be passed over to the next person to declare.
-You may make a new turn every 24 hours or if 2 people have made a turn since your last turn. Heck, not enforcing this one too strictly, and it might drop to 12 hours or every other turn depending on circumstances.
-If your army has been completely decimated, you may choose to leave the game or bring in a small group/a new army to try and reinstate your presence on the map. Likewise, after about thirty eclasped turns since an army has been on the map, reinforcements may arrive if the player so chooses, with the number halved in the case that they manage to establish some sort of base. Large armies (read: anything bigger then about 10 entities, with vehicles counting as 1/2 their crew, rounded up for odd numbers) take an undisclosed amount of time longer to gather reinforcements.
-However, if your army on the map is wiped out 3 times, you are out of the game for good. Like we'll ever get to that point.
-How attacks effect their target will be decided by the person being attacked. (IE Hank McSoldier fires at Urist McMage, the person controlling Hank McSoldier has Hank shoot his gun, the person controlling Urist McMage then has McMage being shot/teleporting/whatever.)
-In the event an attack effects the environment but no one else, the effect is decided by the attacker instead, if it effects multiple people, the first person of the various people effected to make a turn decides it.

The Clean Map:

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It was a warm, sickly afternoon in the undisclosed swamp in which a group of little people trundled, their winterized gear wholly inadequate for the task, yet retained in part due to stubborn tradition, and in part because it was the only equipment that they had on hand. Nevertheless, the group of fey soldiers, hailing from the infant Queendom of Ice-Nine, which came into existence a mere forty years prior (an event still relatively fresh in their minds of a race notorious for forgetting) were determined to complete their task under orders: destroy all frogs and amphibianoid entities in the area. Such a task would at a glance appear trivial to the winter chauns, even as ill equipped as they, yet the horrors they were likely to face were no mere ordinary frogs, if they would indeed be amphibious adversaries at all.

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"Oi, Mister Sir Knight- Sir, strange object spotted up ahead!" shouted Daelgum in a vaguely cockney accent; a relatively new recruit who had yet to witness the perils of conflict. He turned to meet the field commander of the operation, a chaun decked out in a suit of light blue armor, wielding a gyrojet within his hand as opposed to his sword and shield, sheathed to his side and chest respectively, as experiences in a prior war told him that such gear was of limited practical use in the field, as it was again mainly tradition (if it could even be called that, seeing as it was something introduced within the lifetime of both himself and his comrades) that had him wearing any plating at all, as well as the fact that said armor was shiny and vaguely reminded him of precious metals. He stood higher up on the small hill that met with the swamp, acknowledging the gyrochaun's observation as he tried to piece together the strange vessel in the distance.

"Aye, this whole swampland is full of oddities, if I sayso meself lads. Not a frog in sight for the past three days, an' I've lost contact with our winged sisters, who were supposed t' have had an artillery detachment supportin' us, if not to kill any o' them green beasties, at least act as skyborne scouts so we can tell where in Makai we're going!" Commander Mintbright momentarily pulled out a crude, blocky 80s cell phone, unhappily tapping at it to signify the lack of signal before throwing it to the tankers up ahead to stash away within their small vehicle, already carrying his helmet as well. "Whatever th' case, cautious around that metal...ship thing, whatever ya call it. If there be no frogs in a swamp, it means that something likely drove them away, and I'm sure that that something ain't us. That, or they're baiting for an ambush."

Daelgum scratched his head before staring back at the ship. "This don't look like th' lake nor the Forest o' Magic we were supposed to be sent to. I have ah creepin' feeling that we did the portals wrong again..." The forces behind the conversers were standing out, bored out of their minds from all the marching without any combat, all while sweating, either due to their furs and heavy coats, or being entrapped within a seven tonne metal box. If they hadn't lost their picknicking supplies back in the last seven miles, they would likely have been drinking the strongest bottles of sunflower brandy they could get their mitts on in order to take advantage of the peace.
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"Stop! STOP!..." The old pickup stops just in time. "I guess we'll be walkin' " Chuck remarks as he hops off the back of the truck and into the soft grass. "Might as well take a look if we're still going the right way." he adds as he starts looking for tracks.

Jean directs her gaze upwards, her eyes shooting from treetop to treetop. Meanwhile Chris and Reno poke their heads out of the safety of the truck to look for a way down, without much luck.
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"Found a track, definitly went through here, guys." Chuck yells, without even looking up or waiting for a response he quickly starts looking for more
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Declare after Demmen.
Also, a new rule. If someone says the match is dead, it's not. I don't understand why you have this thing "returning dead threads" and frown upon it if you don't have any new threads anyway, so, uh. If something is dead, just freaking get back to it instead of creating countless new matches, probably with the same people anyway.
That was just my message. I dunno, this forum appears to be nice and cosy, and what I say here doesn't apply to bigger forums, where I still don't understand why you can't post in "dead" threads. What is death anyway?

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(11-24-2014 11:43 AM)Pookaball Wrote:  Declare after Demmen.
Also, a new rule. If someone says the match is dead, it's not. I don't understand why you have this thing "returning dead threads" and frown upon it if you don't have any new threads anyway, so, uh. If something is dead, just freaking get back to it instead of creating countless new matches, probably with the same people anyway.
That was just my message. I dunno, ypthis forum appears to be nice and cosy, and what I say here doesn't apply to bigger forums, where I still don't understand why you can't post in "dead" threads. What is death anyway?

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what do u mean

also I forgot to do my turn, so someone else can declare

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With a deafening CRACK-BOOM a sole Rottlitz-II class light bomber/transport enters the atmosphere, decelerating as rapidly as the spaceframe and crew can reasonably handle. Inside the cramped bomb bay are huddled four members of Raumgruppe-Drei under Vizekapitan Engelhardt. Their mission is an unusual one these days - indeed, officially speaking they are on exercises somewhere light-years away from this planet. There is a reason for their peculiar circumstances.

Sixteen years ago, Caizar Leopold II was assassinated aboard the IBN Thor, the flagship of the Imperial Space-Navy following a tour of the member-planets of the old Mountainhome alliance. Four years of confusion and in-fighting followed, resulting in the short-lived Neo-Republic of Belogravia and the loss of the great majority of the Empire's holdings - and with them a great deal of the Empire's xeno-research. Only six years ago, a coup by the remainder of the army and space navy, backed by the surviving aristocrats and the Space-Maharaja swept the increasingly embattled republic away, and the Caizar's grandson, Karl V into power. Since then, the Empire has concentrated on its internal problems and cracking down on those who seek to remove the new ruler. According to the government, the days of exploration and expansion are over. Certain veteran elements in the armed forces and aristocracy disagree.

The Vizekapitan looks over the men in the gloomy, cramped space. They are veterans of the old days, just like him. Sixteen years ago, they were conquerors and explorers, standing astride space itself. Now, finally, their time has come again. As the ship shudders to a near-halt in the moist air above the swamp, they feel the familiar thrill of anticipation, denied to them for a decade and a half.

Together, they raise their hands in salute and shout 'Long life to the Caizar! Glory to our Empire! Death to our foes!' as the bomber slowly glides towards the surface, ready to drop the first Imperial Expeditionary Force in sixteen long years.

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With thundering roar an assault lander enters the area. Pilot is desperately tries to find a relatively flat spot for landing, avoid large bodies of water and not to lose control over the vehicle at the same time. The vehicle itself is almost totally resists all his efforts to change course.
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As a result, the lander touches ground with excessive speed, almost crashing into the ground. However, such rough insertion methods are common for Mrrshan landing operations. The lander carries a squad of young Mrrshan warriors, and this is their final exam to prove their ability to kill enemies and survive in the process.
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Spoiler: BOSS signature
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The hunters grab supplies and weapons from the truck and head down to the old ship. "Revolvers, shotguns and special ammo. Silver bullets, blessed bullets and my favourite: composite bullets, made out of silver, covered with a slow killing venom. This should kill that... thing." Chuck starts handing out the weapons and ammunition. "Some first aid" He hands bandages and painkillers to Jean. "And ropes...)
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All of the gang starts scaling the hill into the rusty old ship.
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Declareth of the highesteth ordereth

Actually undeclare.
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Declaring.

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"Grenadier, get yer bombs ready!" shouted Mintbright, who gestured for the leprechaun clad in the red and blue outfit. "Ya think you can bridge this pond?" The grizzled specialist nodded, eager to show his comrades the use of his newly issued magic devicesĀ¹ as he dug through the stowage compartment mounted on the petite chicken tank'sĀ² side. Likewise, the captain turned to Daelgum and pointed out the fact that his lips were blackened with licorice. "Wipe that candy off yer mouth lad, ye look silly with it." Somewhat embarrassed, the recruit nodded and rubbed it off with his right arm, nearly dropping his gyrojet into the pond in the process as he clumsily realigned.

"Hey, anyone hear that?" shouted Anvil, the commander/gunner of the second tank in the group, who opened the hatch of his vehicle and rotated the turret in order to meet the location of the noise. "We might be having company soon mates, and whatever is big enough to make a noise like that won't likely be a mere frog!" The soldier next to him, a little person known by the name Blackweed, grunted and momentarily checked to see his weapon wasn't jammed. "Why are we even shootin' up frogs in the first place, anyway? Sounds like a pretty stupid reason for war if ya ask me." The tanker above him glared. "Lady's orders you nitwit; she had a bad run in with them in the past, and now she wants revenge against them! Besides, if it's so stupid, then why are you here?"

Blackweed sighed. "I miss th' sight o' dirt beneath me feet. Up at Icey-Nine, it's nothin' but "ice" this, and "snow" that. I grew up in a prairie fer goodness sakes!" He revealed that he had been stuffing flowers and dirt into his coat pockets, ready to take home.

[1] - Ice bombs were developed in the Second Ethanol Conflict as a response to the fact that certain chaunic infantry units often found themselves cut off from mainline fairy support, which usually also meant they had little access to magic beyond possibly specialized vehicle mounted weapons. Magic imbued devices like the bombs were developed to emulate it in such a way as to allow the normally quite magically inept chauns a means to function independently. In spite of this, they were only widely issued in the Toad War conflict, which would happen nearly a decade later.

[2] - The Chi-ken 32 "Chicken" Tank was obsolete by the time of the Toad Wars, but its abundance and light weight, coupled with its reliability and the fact that it was air transportable meant it would be used in mass anyway. Some tanks at this date were known to seemingly function on their own at split moments, as though they had gained a personality.
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chocolate declair

I apologise in advance for my horrible effects.
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The Vizekapitan and his men felt the floor beneath them jolt and heard a loud mechanical whine as the winches began to lower them to the surface of this planet. There was a faint hiss as the airlock disengaged, and the men felt a rush of the warm, humid air from an alien world. They shielded their eyes as the gantry slowly emerged from the belly of the spacecraft, the bright midday sun of the planet streaming in through the growing gap between the platform and the walls of the bomb bay. After a few minutes, they had emerged fully. Once again, the sight of another world spread before them. Otto Engelhardt did not consider himself an emotional man, but he felt his throat tighten as the memories washed back over him. He knew the men, a decorated scout of the Gruppe, and the engineers - he knew they felt the same way. They would make their mark on this place, in the name of all that the Empire stood for.

Unbeknownst to the soldiers and the crew of the ship, they were already making a very literal mark on this swamp. As the ship hovered over the ground, the engines, even just ticking over, had produced heat sufficient to ignite the leaves and branches of a large tree. Despite the damp climate, the tree was already blazing merrily, and a plume of smoke began to rise through the noisome air of the afternoon.

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The ship, as expected from an old iron tanker, opens for nothing than brute force. It is unspoken but all four of the hunters know... A trap. "This creature is smart, stay on your toes."
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The hunters enter the tanker, guard up and ready to pump this thing full with silver.
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Declare!

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A single vertibird enters the swampland.

"Sir I have a visual on the temple!" The pilot begins to slow the vertibird down, preparing for descent.
"Bring her in steady." Replies the Sergeant, "That temple don't look too sturdy. I want a hassle free setup, no fireworks!"
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declare

Further apologies
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The platform finally nears the ground, and the Vizekapitan gives the order to leap. With a loud squelch, the boots of the Belogravian soldiers make contact with the thick, soggy moss and grass that grows near the abandoned alien building. A smell of burning wood alerts the men to the presence of the tree, now well and truly aflame.

'Be on the lookout, Herr Scout, a blaze like this will be visible for miles around in this kind of terrain. We do not need any undue interference before we can afford to fight.'

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Immediately after (crash)landing following conversation takes place:
[Pilot] Everybody OK? C'mon guys, are you OK?
[Sniper] Rrrrr, release me, boss, I shuold teach him how to fly this damned thing!
[Commander] Save your rage for the enemy, Mirsh. Hey, flyboy, we're fine... mostly. Gimme status report!
[Pilot] Sir, glad to hear that. We're landed near some sort of abandoned structure, next to the swamp. Running area scans now... Whoa!
[Commander] What's up?
[Pilot] Looks like we ALREADY got company, sensors are picking noise and heat signature in close vicinity. Definitely, it is some sort of jet engine.

A little remark about Mrrshan assault landers. Due atmospheric entry, they're surrounded by a thick plasma cocoon which is effectively disabling their sensor equipment. Therefore, until the lander drops its speed, it is practically blind. While it decreases enough for that plasma cocoon to fade, the pilot is already occupied with flying controls, looking for a spot to land safely, so commonly he haven't enough time to pay attention at scanners as well.

[Pilot] I got visual! Looks like a large dropship, I cannot identify it. Woow! It... It's just dived to the ground!
[Commander] Code Alpha, close range engagement! I'd bet, we got an adversary party right here! Guys, we gotta move. Smirrsh, take the big stick!
[Trooper Smirrsh] Yes, sir!
Two doors on top of Mrrshan ship are opening, releasing automatic cannon and a mortar. The whole company leaves lander. Commander tries to sneak towards landing site, while two other troops covering him. Another trooper scouts area in different direction but finds nothing of interest.

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(Now removing all text coloration, mainly because I can't be arsed to keep track of seventeen different crayon colors.)

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After a few minutes of rummaging, the grenadier had finally found his satchel, filled to the brim with wondrous fairy explosives. "Bottoms up lads!" The grenadier shouted as he threw a glassy grenade into the air. Given the effectiveness of most fae handywork that wasn't related to shoes, he half expected the weapon to detonate as he threw it, or not detonate at all, having been rather used to the unreliable nature of their load out. He was pleasantly surprised when the fuse lit up the first time he rubbed it against his coat sleeve, and more so when he felt the orb leave his hand like a well thrown stone, in spite of its awkward hard to grip surface.

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The bomb almost seemed to whistle as it flew through the damp skies, fueled by magical flame as it landed in the pond with a plop, sinking for just a split second before detonating, letting forth a sound that was reminiscent of breaking glass as the water around it froze into solid, uniform blocks, startling Daelgum. "A few more volley's, an we'll be crossin' her in no time!" shouted the thinly-built chaun, who was reaching into his bag for another grenade to lob. The moist air momentarily frosted before descending onto the ground as snow. Mintbright grinned at the effectiveness of their new equipment. "Keep it up grenadier; maybe we'll have ah cool spot tah lie bout' once you're done!"

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Meanwhile, those behind were left observing the sudden appearance of smoke in the distance. Blackweed twiddled his mustache as the faint scent of ash filled his lungs. "Not good, thar wan't no fire thare an hour ago. I be thinkin' we might hae landed ourselves into an actual war zone!" The screeching whine of the small motor powering the turret's rotation mechanism came to a halt as Anvil used his height in order to try and make out what was in the distance. "I think I see something floating. This whole bog isn't anyplace like what I've seen before; I don't think we landed where we're supposed to, at any rate."
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Declare

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The Vertibird lands on the precarious edge. While the old temple can handle its weight, the room underneath is showered in rocks and chips from the ceiling.

The group of soldiers inside are relieved to leave the confines of the Vertibird. "So fucking good to not be sardined in with that damn securitron." Remarks a soldier, taking in a deep breath of swamp air.

"All right men, no time for dilly dally!" The Sergeant dismisses the soldier's relief. "I want this outpost set up fast, I don't want to be here any longer than what we need."

The sniper notices smoke in the distances, behind a large tree. He moves forward to investigate.
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declare

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Spooling up the engines as the platform clanks back into place beneath the fuselage, the captain of the bomber gives the order to accelerate back out of the atmosphere. The plasma from the exhaust nozzles crackles, and with a strange rushing noise, the bomber speeds away over the verdant foliage and ancient ruins of the swamp, flying low and fast to build up the speed needed for atmospheric exit.

The men of Raumgruppe-Drei waste no time watching their only transport vanish into the distance. 'Herr Scout! Enter the cave and ruins with caution, we must know if this area is stable enough to commence construction. Herr Mechaniker, begin preparations for construction of an Infantry Gate, supplies will no doubt be dropped in soon. Herr Bauingenieur, prepare this area for foundations and begin planning a drop zone and basic fortifications. We must move fast, that flaming tree has no doubt attracted the attention of the Andere forces our scanners picked up in orbit.'

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A booming voice echoes around the ship: "LEAVEeeeee MEeeeee!". All light seems to be sucked out of the ship and for a terrible second everything is quiet.
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Followed by loud noises like something was banging on the metal, the splashing of water and the wimpering of Rex the dog.
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When the light returns the terror strikes, Rex is dead. The door has been closed behind them and a quick check of Jean confirms that it is firmly locked. Reno slips in the mangled remains of his dog and ends up in the water. "What happened?!" Chuck screams down the hatch. "Bad... Bad things" Chris responds, "and I have a feeling it is not over yet." Everyone seems to be in a state of terror and fingers are firmly pressed on triggers.
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Declare

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"Boss! Boss! There are people here, someones set a tree on fire!" The sniper exclaims, noticing the bellowing smoke.

"I think I can see who." The sergeant stares through his binoculars at the bomber as it flies past. "I can see some kind of spacecraft, but I can't identify. It's a big mother fucker though."

Further into the temple, and engineer and securitron rush down a hallway with radio equipment, keen to set up a communication post and get in contact with HQ.
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Declare

Undeclare AGAIN. Stop being such an indecisive cunt me.
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"Ya see that? I just saw something come out of that ship!"
shouted the commander of the rightmost chicken, pointing out to a small area in the distance. The grenadier continued to build a bridge using his ice bombs, freezing the pond over one set of blocks at a time. The commander glanced upward. "Oi, we shae' probably investigate it! Even if we dunnae find frogs, we might get somethin' interestin' to drag home once we find a way out o' here!" The private alongside him remained a bit uneasy at the suggestion. "But sir, wot if there's a yook* inside? Or even worse, a demon, or ah ghost? I don't think we could easily bring our tanks to bear in the ships, an' we don't have much magic on hand other then the bombs an' the cards we're using to cool th' tanks." Mintbright grinned at his inferior. "Hah, ye'll see soon enough lad, ye'll see."

Meanwhile, the western tank was busy watching the events unfold in the distance. "Hey driver, get me that seein' stick will ya? I think I saw somethin' fly away!" A bunch of muffled noises could be heard inside of the tank as a hand attached to an unseen chaun handed Anvil a telescope, similar in design to what the artillery spotters used. "Tree's burning down real good! A shame, I'll say, but I wouldn't want to be next to whatever started the flame! We might have a bit of a problem if it spreads!"

* - Slang term for youkai, mostly used by leprechauns.
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RE: [Sandbox] Swampland Capers




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A few weeks ago, Imperial Crusade Fleet aiming for world of New Stalinvast got engulfed in Warp storm and went missing. After few months and loss of most ships, they have fought their way out and have found that they are now in previously unknown part of Galaxy. No communications could be established, all ships sent to find a way back to know space were lost, proably because Astronomican light was very weak in those distant parts of space. Lord Commander Militant Gwain Vangelis, Inquisitor Lisandra, Chapter Master of newly rebuilt Celestial Lions chapter and Captain of Raptors Chapter detachment decided that they will establish a base on one of nearby planets. 201st Regiment of Elysian Drop Troopers with two Regiments of Death Korps Of Krieg and one Company of Celestial Lions went to nearby jungle planet. After discovery of ruins from orbit, Elysian scouts are sent forward. But they do not know that soon after, a movement was seen on one of those sites...

DEATH TO XENOS! DEATH TO FALSE EMPERORS! DEATH TO HERETIICSSS!

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RE: [Sandbox] Swampland Capers

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The scout wades through the stagnant pool until he comes to more of the ancient mossy stone. As expected, this cave is merely a dilapidated part of this ruin. Feeling his way around as his eyes adjust to the darkness he is surprised when he hears voices coming from somewhere within the complex - several of them, in fact. Aware of the possibility of combat, he makes the decision to explore another wing of the ruin for now - if it comes to it, he would prefer the element of surprise. Climbing stone steps slick with ancient mud, he sees a dim light ahead. A stone grate, partially hidden underneath moss and grass. He shouts to the Vizekapitan what he has found.

The engineers continue about their business, using the earth and rubble from clearing the area to fill in the pool and create rudimentary ramparts. Vizekatptan Engelhardt directs their efforts from a crude wooden platform.

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