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Ooh, so we could add foxes, battering rams, etc.
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Yes, but still FOUR BASIC TROOPS. Everything else works as if it were some other type, just with different stats. For example,

N: Ballista
A: 15
D: 0
T: Acts as squirrel archer and otter slinger.
R: Each ballista requires two troops to man it. Those troops cannot attack, but instead attack through the ballista.
C: Equivalent to 10 mice.
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Hmmm, this is beginning to sound too much like RWL...
Lotr rocks!

"Two" said Gimli, patting his axe. He had returned to his place on the wall. "Two?" said Legolas. "I have done better, though now I must Grope for lost arrows; all mine are gone. Yet I make my tale twenty at the least. But that is only a few leaves in a forest."

"Twenty-one!" said Gimli. "Good!" said Legolas. " But my count is now two dozen. It has been knife work up here."

"Forty-two, master Legolas!" he cried. "Alas! My axe is notched; the forty-second had an Iron collar on his neck. How is it with you?" "You have passed my score by one," answered Legolas. "But I do not grudge you the game, so glad am I to see you on your legs!"

~the contest at Helms Deep.

There hammer on the anvil smote,
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.

WOAH! this site rocks man!

Dovei'ean se tovya segain! It is Time To Toss The Dice!
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Twin Rapier wrote: Hmmm, this is beginning to sound too much like RWL...
Which is why we're trying to be different...
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I hate complication.
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The Beatles wrote: I hate complication.
It's in your job description... :*laughs*:
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I Like Pi
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Post by Twin Rapier »

I hate complication too, im too lazy to bother with it
Lotr rocks!

"Two" said Gimli, patting his axe. He had returned to his place on the wall. "Two?" said Legolas. "I have done better, though now I must Grope for lost arrows; all mine are gone. Yet I make my tale twenty at the least. But that is only a few leaves in a forest."

"Twenty-one!" said Gimli. "Good!" said Legolas. " But my count is now two dozen. It has been knife work up here."

"Forty-two, master Legolas!" he cried. "Alas! My axe is notched; the forty-second had an Iron collar on his neck. How is it with you?" "You have passed my score by one," answered Legolas. "But I do not grudge you the game, so glad am I to see you on your legs!"

~the contest at Helms Deep.

There hammer on the anvil smote,
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.

WOAH! this site rocks man!

Dovei'ean se tovya segain! It is Time To Toss The Dice!
Ashanderi...
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