Autumn, 1550 BC.: ahh, Gentlemen, it has certainly been a good game for little rhodes. now I know the pain of Island Nations and the dangers only felt by new timers.
*salutes, bows, and awaits his elimination.
To Honor.
14 Dec 15 UTC
Spring, 1549 BC.: Your dignity is an inspiration to us all, and you shall leave us with your honour intact. Thanks for the game.
16 Dec 15 UTC
Autumn, 1549 BC.: game over.
To Honor
16 Dec 15 UTC
Autumn, 1549 BC.: Thanks you and you did the best you could . No-one can resist the sweet overtures of a Perfumed Persian in the night.
16 Dec 15 UTC
Spring, 1548 BC.: It's certainly more appealing than your sweaty barbarian stench.
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