TBFGK 125

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Turn Number:8 AW
Side's Turn:Royal Crown Coalition

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Panels: 11
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Panel 1

Bogroll stands guard outside the dungeon room where Parson has convened his council of war. Parson's back can be seen through the not-quite-closed door.[edit]

Parson Gotti: So y'guys understand now?

It's not over.

Ansom's thinking he can overwhelm us with numbers.

But that's additive.
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Panel 2

Parson holds up the mathemancy bracer on his left arm as he presses a spot on it with his right index finger.[edit]

Parson Gotti: I've been playing with this combat system for a week now.

And it's all about force multipliers.
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Panel 3

Wanda, Maggie, and Sizemore sit at a table. Wanda and Maggie are looking foward (presumably toward Parson), while Sizemore reads something in his eyebook.[edit]

Parson Gotti: Leadership, terrain, artifacts, specials, spell buffs...

Dance fighting, for boop's sake.

To win, you gotta pile bonus on bonus on bonus.
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Panel 4

Parson faces Wanda as he continues fiddling with the bracer. Wanda's expression shows just a hint of a feral grin.[edit]

Parson Gotti: You and I will do that together, Wanda. We can turn the garrison into a real meat grinder.

Wanda Firebaugh: Mm.
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Panel 5

The scene shows a distant view of the main gate of the inner garrison walls. The wall has the face of a demonic-looking creature with bright red eyes and large curving horns, with the doorway arch as the creature's mouth. The mass of enemy units in the outer city, even large ones that appear to be battle bears, are dwarfed by this sinister-looking entryway.[edit]

Parson Gotti: But at the same time, we need to sap the enemy by reducing their multipliers. That's gonna be you and the golems, Sizemore. You'll take the Shockmancy spells. Find a leadership stack, burrow up, shock 'em, crap 'em, escape.

Sizemore Rockwell: Understood.
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Panel 6

Maggie sits rigidly upright at the table, as Parson's arm gestures toward her from just off-frame.[edit]

Parson Gotti: Maggie, you're gonna use the Thinkamancy spells on leadership targets, at your own discretion.

Save your own juice.

Maggie: Yes, Lord.
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Panel 7

Parson holds his chin in his hand. He looks anxious and intense as he ponders the situation.[edit]

Parson Gotti: The only thing this all hinges on is that they attack now.

Repelling the assault will leave us a courtyard full of new corpses to uncroak on our turn. Which is next.

Charlie did that much for us, by joining them.

If they do wait for his help, it'll be hopeless.

We'll have to surrender.
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Panel 8

The view from high above Gobwin Knob shows formations of Coalition units in the outer city, in the solid ground between the sinkholes that formed when Sizemore collapsed some of the tunnels and sealed their entrances.Erf-b1-p112Same-site.PNG[edit]

Parson Gotti: But... they're gonna attack.

Ansom will make that mistake, just for pride.

Just so he can avoid making the same mistake twice in a row.

Let's get up top.
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Panel 9

Ansom stands among his troops, a bit roughed up from the battle, his bearing firm and determined. Behind him, the Hobbittm Warlord and a green cloth golem can be seen among the mass of allied troops.[edit]
Prince Ansom: We will seize the garrison this turn. [edit]

Panel 10

The tiny figures of the Unaroyal Warlord, the Hobbittm Warlord, Prince Ansom on his carpet, and Duke Nozzle stand out from the mass of Coalition infantry. The gate leading to the city garrison zone looms tall in the background.[edit]

Hobbittm Warlord: Highness? Charlie's air units are unable to assist.

Should we not wait until we can bring all our forces to bear?

Unaroyal Warlord: What, like we did last turn?

Prince Ansom: Indeed.

If we have learned anything about fighting this Lord Hamster, it is that we must not give him time to plan and maneuver.

Assault formations!
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Panel 11

Ansom is viewed from below as he lifts up on his flying carpet and brandishes the Arkenpliers. Below, the points of his soldiers' polearms are held high.[edit]

Prince Ansom: Move up the siege.

Under heaviest guard!

Tonight we dine on Lord Stanley's booty!
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