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Post by Dolphus on Mar 11, 2011 14:24:10 GMT -6
The colon botheres will be there if you need a 3rd or 4th
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Post by theangrymirran007 on Mar 11, 2011 14:56:57 GMT -6
Woo hoo dolphus you're mirran right?
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Post by ewolttirrem on Mar 11, 2011 16:24:31 GMT -6
I havent been able to arrange a match on here, but Im going to put up a post for the match I hope to play.
Battle report from Champion Lowe
My army has repelled the Pherexian horde and is preparing to pursue them back into the core. Our scouts have reported a small band of Pherexians gathered before what appears to be a portal to another world. They could not determine if the Pherexians were attempted to flee to this world or simply holding the gateway for more of their foul comrades to pour into our world. I doubt they would flee so easily so I fear it is the later. At the moment we wait for reinforcements, but if none come soon I will launch the assault with just the warriors I command. We must take advantage of our momentum and strike before the Pherexians can regroup. Hopefully we can seal off this portal and be one step closer to eliminating the Phrexian threat.
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Post by ewolttirrem on Mar 12, 2011 0:50:05 GMT -6
On route to the portal we were ambushed by Calvanic the Unpredictable and Drewcifer the Dark Flame. We suffered horrible losses at the hands of these two fiends. Though demoralized we had to push on and try to close the Pherexian portal. As we approached the gateway we found that the Pherexian force there was led by the dreadful Aaronius Garcia, younger brother to Praetor Nathiax. To make matters worse, his forces were soon joined by those of Calvanic who had already beaten us earlier that day. Our choices seemed bleak. Either attack into certain defeat or turn back in shame.
Unwilling to send my men on a suicide mission, I was about to turn back, but then reinforcements arrived. Sir Timothy the Bold and his valiant band of fighters answered our call to arms. The gloom that had settled on my army was soon forgotten and hope was restored. Sir Timothy's men were in high spirits having already won two skirmishes along the way. They were eager for another fight, so together our forces charged into battle.
As the battle began, a strange light flashed from the gateway and we soon found ourself fighting on unfamiliar terrain. As we continued to fight we discovered new portals and were taken to even stranger lands where the magics work much different from our own. Exhausted from previous battles, I found myself unable to stand against the Phyrexians forces. With their vile poisons they soon took me down and I feared that this would be my last fight. But Sir Timothy quickly drove off the Demon Aaronius and fought valiantly to defeat Calvanic. Though I am ashamed at my own performance this day, Sir Timothy and his forces were able to claim the victory for the Mirrans.
After finding our way back home, Sir Timothy had the honor of destroying the Phyrexian portal. Though I'm sure the Phyrexians have more of these portals hidden else where, I pray the news of this victory inspires hope in our fellow Mirrans as we seek to cleanse our world of this Phyrexian plague.
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Post by trojanhorses on Mar 12, 2011 2:53:31 GMT -6
You and me both. But, first comes the bigger issue. You filthy Mirrans have fought valiantly, the hardships you brought in our last battle were immense. But, we shall not be quelled. As I speak, I have seen one of you, sneaking behind the lines, stabbing with a child's knife when the thrust of war requires the sword of unfiltered manhood. I speak of you, Timothy the Coward. Meet me outside of the gates at the next dawning of the glorious Black Sun, and prove if your worthy of compleation, or slaughter. "Flame doesn't kneel to Phyrexia"! Phyrexains can't corrupt what they can't get close enough to touch!
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Post by trojanhorses on Mar 12, 2011 18:44:13 GMT -6
As my forces advanced to the portal, we were ambushed by Praetor Nathiax and his legion of phyrexian horde. Unbeknown-st to me, Calvanic the unpredictable and Aaronius Garcia trapped and descended upon they're prey near the portal.
As my crusader fall to Praetor Nathiax, all seemed lost but soon a Hero appeared from the region of blade-hold. At the sight of this spectacle Praetor Nathiax and his outlying hordes retreated from our skirmish receiving the nickname from my soldiers as "Nathiax the Gutless"!
As my forces continued to advance toward the portal, our fear became true! "Nathiax the Gutless" was only a distraction. Champion Lowe's forces suffered huge loses at the hands of Calvanic the unpredictable and Aaronius Garcia.
As the battle continued, i reinforced Champion Lowe's positions but soon the phrexain hordes with their vile poisons were able to subdue Champion Lowe. As i became distraught at our position on the battlefield, i remembered what Koth of Kuldotha had taught me. A rare piece of magic called the Red Sun of Zenith! It became apparent Aaronius Garcia trembled at the sight of this and fled the battlefield. Calvanic the Unpredictable proved difficult to defeat but the Red Sun proved to much.
Today's victory was the symbol of what Mirrodin once was and hope for what it will be again. This victory proved the Phyrexians are vulnerable. Do not despair. As a team we will prevail!
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Post by jsheffield on Mar 18, 2011 14:58:23 GMT -6
Is their anyone that would like to play a make up Planechase Eternities Map variant? I am Mirran.
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