Christian's Entry for August
((Four points! Unlike last month.
>.>
))
Thank God this thing still works. I
can't tell you how much of a relief it is to be out in the real
world
again. To still be /alive/ for that matter. I'll keep this quick.
I
know I tend to talk a lot, but I won't do that this time. No time.
Even without a head a snake can still be a dangerous thing.
So without going into too much detail,
negotiations didn't go well, and we couldn't hold the city. Their
terms were pretty stupid. Me and the other leaders surrender
ourselves for trial and everyone else can go free. It's hard for
me
to understand boldness like that. As though defending ourselves
from
unprovoked attack qualifies as treason. Whatever. There's a
problem
relying entirely on troops from the Dreamlands for your army. If
your
enemy realizes that is what you're doing, they have a tendency to
take advantage of it. I always knew we weren't the only people
with
magic in the world, but I never could've imagined they would find
a
way to reverse the spell I used to return to the physical world.
The
result of the collapsed Wending instantly banished all of our
extra-dimensional support. No longer did we have an army. Our
heavy
artillery was gone, along with our foot-soldiers. All we had left
were the human mages and a handful of human allies.
Not off to a good start. Rather than
attempting to fight hopeless odds, we ran like a bunch of cowards.
It's very difficult to contain a whole bunch of mages who don't
want
to be somewhere, so we scattered to the winds more or less the
instant they pulled the trigger on whatever spell they used. The
best
part of this whole thing is that most of the mages got away. Very
few
of our number were actually captured. Ramira and I got separated.
No
idea what happened to her. I think she ended up with one of the
groups that was fleeing through the Hedge into Moscow, but I can't
say for sure.
I wasn't so lucky. Every
countermeasure
I've used to protect my identity has failed, because our attackers
knew who I was. They knew what group I was traveling with, and
they
ambushed us in the Shadow. I don't mean the US Army. I mean the
Vampires, the ones that spurred the attack from the beginning.
Several allies dead. I'm captured,
taken back to a headquarters of some kind. Vampires can be
surprisingly cordial. This is why I wasn't able to update all of
you
about anything.
But I'm out now. Maybe I'll talk more
about it later. For now that's all that's important. I can't seem
to
get to the dreamlands anymore. I think whatever spell we were hit
with that returned our allies also shorted out everyone else's
ability to go there. I'm not sure if the damage is permanent, but
it
means that in the meantime I won't be getting an army that way
again.
So that's it. No more diamond nation,
no more dreamlands. The end is near. I'm starting to like the
sound
of Austin's flight from the universe more and more. I can't help
but
feel our cause is more and more hopeless every day. If the Elder
Things couldn't even handle a few shoggoths, what hope do any of
us
have?
-Christian
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