“A mixed story
After the last expedition to fight the dwarfs of Everpeak again, the Templeguard and the hangaround-team of zombie frogs returned home in the golden pyramid and the Headpriest had us start the preparations for the next game. There were a lot of rumours all over the pyramid: A messenger from Cabalvision had arrived and brought some mysterious news about what was going to happen in summer. After that several expeditions were made, the Headpriest wanted to figure out, how the world was shaped in this time. So after causing a mild panic in the fringes off the Empire, when the flying golden pyramid took a detour towards the southern border regions, the Headpriest actually got hold off his old carthography room again (it seems like, he had just forgotten there was a carthography room and an observatory on the topfloor in the pyramid, very close to his living-quarters) and figured out, where several parts off the world lay in this age. After a long discussion with himself, he then announced a new journey...more about that later...the discussion dragged out a long time, because several Saurii had to point out a few fallen empires, that the Headpriest refered to as being in existence around Lustria.

There was a game vs the Pygmie team at hand. The Headpriest briefly used his crystal orb and had the whole Templeguard scavenged the surrounding jungle areas for "things, that birds like to eat". Some younger frog people tried to point out, that the Pygmie after all just like to dress up with feathers from birds to seem bigger and more dangerous, but they promptly were ignored and dragged to Pit of Sacrifice. I took almost a week to pile up a huge stock off berries, corn and vermin, that the Saurus had figured would be delicious dog food. Actually they imagined feasting on the remains and worked extrahard. On the other hand, they might be able to sate their endless hunger on the Pgymie team, too, but the Guardian had warned, that they liked to escape from a good savage biting in the last seconds, since they are more nimble, than their outlook.

The real trouble started brewing, when it actually became clear, even to the Headpriest, that Pygmie are not birds after all....”