After taking into consideration everything considerable and non-considerable, to fulfil request of my people for revenge and justice, I, Richard, king of the Eight Shores, declare war to all our opened and hidden enemies. 
Factions on the following list have proven their intentions and have repeatedly, explicitly or indirectly, provided an opportunity for an official declaration of war: 12, 24, 39, 43, 46, 102. The time has come, we officially take the advantage of this opportunity.

The world is a dangerous place.
The new war started and ended in 1 turn.
It happened due to simple misunderstanding and lazy postal pigeon.

PROPERTY WANTED

Locking for unclaimed settlement owned only by The Guardsmen.
Rookie faction, willing to conquest without starting a war with any of you friendly and mighty factions.

A small figure surveys the frigid town of Poupol, far in the northern tundra of Cirmon. She is a gnome of average stature with light green, shaggy hair that slightly covers her fine, sad face. Dark green eyes, set charmingly within their sockets, watch slowly over the large chunks of ice floating in the cold sea.

Tribal marks in the form of 1 stripe above and 2 stripes below her left eye marks her upbringing and position in the clan but, more importantly, leaves a proud memory of heroic struggles.

The is the face of Tyro Crauh Prigka, a true prodigy among gnomes. She stands average among others, despite her slim frame.

There's something appealing about her, perhaps it's her fortunate past or perhaps it's simply her disposition. But nonetheless, people tend to brag about knowing her, while befriending her friends to get closer to her.

"I've got this feeling that I won't be seeing you much lad, so you'd learn what you can, while you can"
"Why???"
"I suspect there's a disaster coming.."

Back from holiday, looks like I have missed some fun

Diplomacy is one hell damn thing. To get in troubles, you don't really need to loose a battle.

Proud members of Skalperian faction saw empty cities of Cerretse, Uby and Poupol 2 turns ago, so recruiting new officers for revenue services was an obvious decision.
Unfortunately there were not a single member of Disaster faction in the area, so claiming them as spoils of war seems far fetched. Vipera, on other hand, is an obvious spoils of war.

In other news some factions like Anuii are so desperate to get Avatar of their own, that have started hunting artifacts far away in foreign territories. There is even a rumor circulating in tavern that his allies stole artifacts from neighbors (Elves of Lund and others) to complete the first one, but that might be just a dirty rumor. I would like to believe that all those 10 came from honest work of production.

The turtle transport limitation needs some sort of solution. A group of turtles will next turn try a new way.
Lets hope they dont drown in sea.

It seems like War is coming. I will be supporting my Allies (The Eight Shores. King of the Penguins, Disasters Inc, Gelatin Wariors, Zora and Anuii), in defense of their realms and helping them take offensive action against the enemies who have acted against them.

The new king, named Charles, like king before him and all the line before, overviewed the goblin crowds in newly captured Mynstaim. The previous owners were not ready to convert to the Holy Cone, so now the conversion will be done by our kingdom. Meanwhile there were new developments in surrounding lands as war raged and faction armies were killed. Good moment to build more temples, thought the new king. He was not a zealot as old king, but years had passed and commitment to the idea of Holy Cone had already became stronger identity then whatever else they had before. He could not even remember what he was before and how the kingdom became a force to bring word of Holy Cone in world, but the impressive temples world over was now a bigger thing than a kingdom. The king new his mission and his path. There was only one.

As my forces shrink, my time spent on orders shrink.
Need to not forget to allocate a little time to it though -
submitting 4 minutes before the timer is not ideal.

Clenmi is not so miserable now, now it's a city!!

You would think, given past events, that the posted sentries would take things more seriously. Turtle races?

It is depressing how little a kraken can yield - why you used to get a fortune in magic items, as well as enough calamari to feed a village for a week!

In some regions far away from our home a conflict has been brewing which has been escalating over time. The tension has grown, and assassins have gotten closer and put everyone on edge. The inevitable primal insticts within our ranks have taken over and can no longer be contained. Unfortunately the time has come for us to pick up arms. 

DECLARATION OF WAR

Skalperians, Filcist, 

On behalf of our associates I present you a formal declaration of war. Perhaps you can inspire your men and possibly perform some great military feats with your armies. 

The cities we have claimed as spoils of war seem to have been filled with some other factions units. This world we inherited seems to be governed by war, so we will not go against that nature. Those cities will now be taken by force. Hostile declarations will be in order. War will follow.

Such is the nature of this world.

What difference does war or peace make? There are my allies and there is something that must happen. And this is war.

Finally some good action going on.

Home, back to home!

And go...

So.... Moving to new lands... Need more silv for scouts :)

The Library of Phrygia reports that Thucydides has completed his histories of wars.

Several reports came in by ravens of a large battle occurring in a nearby region, prompting Akhorahil to summon his spymaster and grand tactician, as well as his quartermaster, and ordering the  formation of more combat-ready soldiers and marines!

No. it's just you - I spend many hours carefully crafting a one-sentence rumour.

The world is at war.