A Story of time past![]() |
The Valley was filled with lush green biomass, surrounded completely by lakes and mountains, except to the southeast, where a path between two lakes allowed passage in and out of the Valley. A small mountain at the end of this path would allow us to set up sentinels to watch over the only entrance to the Valley. |
The Slogs let us know that our breeders, especially those of Clan Binar, were
encroaching on his lands, and threatened with what he could and would do, if
they did not pull back. We were in dire need of orange biomass however, and
the naturally growing biomass in the Valley was green. Only south of the Valley
did the orange biomass grow freely.
The Bear Council gathered, and with our allies, we discussed our options. It
was obvious that we could not liberate our Halls from the Slogs without help
from a strong a capable Clan. After much discussion, we decided that our best
chances were the mighty Cowputts.
We had seen the Cowputts wage war across lands through which we migrated, and
everyone, even God, spoke with awe of them. We hoped to ally with the Cowputts
one day, and perhaps now was the time.
This is a copy of the communication we sent them.
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Cowputts, I write to you on behalf of the Bear Clan, on a matter of great importance to my Clan. We, the Elders of the Council of Bears, gathered a week ago, in a hidden valley, to discuss the future of our Clan. I know you must be wondering now, why we did not assemble in our Hall, and I will tell you, but allow me to begin at the beginning. The mother of all Bears came into Tartarus 158 days from today, and in the time that followed, she watched over her cubs, and nurtured them, untill they grew to be strong warriors. The Bear Clan was born, and after some time, they entered the War that rages across Tartarus. We gained both enemies and allies, all of which were roughly the same age as the Bear Clan, and with which many battles were fought. The most notable enemies were the Highlanders, Signores, Twilight's Bloom, Autarch, and Slithy-Toves. There were many scirmishes with other Clans, mostly allies to these Clans, or Clans which fired without warning at passing Bears, but none which any greater battles were fought. Our only lasting ally became the Get of Fenris. A good and proud ally, which has always stood by our side since our first meeting with them. Today we have allied ourselves with the Binar Clan as well, but they are but a young Clan, not yet capable of striding into War with the Bears. We remain on good terms with many other Clans, mainly the former members of the Fellowship of the Burning Wheel, Clan Fallen Pride being the most significant. And Rehyd Inkscyl also. After a great War against a trio of enemy Clans, it was time for the Bear Clan to prepare for summer, and consolidate its position on the Battlesphere. We had lost almost all of our 15th generation Bear Warriors, because we were shifting our breeders to the south, and to harvest the orange biomass. The journey south left the younger Bear Warriors without support, and eventually they were overcome by the many enemies. At this point in time, we had no intentions of building a Clan Hall, but once we found how much we appreciated the war in Tartarus, we decided to do so. Thus, it was at a relatively late time that we put our Hall down in a Valley in the western region of Tartarus. Our Hall is of generation 83 this day, which is not too impressive, but our most advanced breeder is generation 66, which makes up for it to some extent. Our consolidation and rebuilding is finally coming to an end. We are beginning to field an army of generation 51 Warriors. As we came south, and settled in the area west of your Clan, we saw your warriors fight a host of other Clans. You treated us with respect, informing us of your borders, and warning us of the dangers of entering the area over which you battled. We learned that your Clan could be trusted, and to this day, you have never fired upon any of our Clan. Thus, it was decided that we would approach you, as you are the only Elder Clan which have shown us such honour, with the exception of Gothalius. There are several reasons for why we have decided to approach you. The reason we have decided to do it now however, has to do with the Slogs. The Slogs and Gout-Leg appear to be engaged in war with each other. The Gout-Leg seems to be pushing back the Slogs to their home in the south-west. This attack will be stopped in time however, and the Gout-Leg is well aware of it. Now, foolishly, we thought we had build our Clan Hall in a place where we it would not easily be disturbed. One of the Slogs Clan Hall titans strode past on the other side of one of the lakes surrounding our Hall, and detected it with its high tech computers. We thought it would ignore our Hall and continues on its way towards the Gout-Leg attackers, but to our dismay, it turned and headed straight for our Hall. We held our breath. There was nothing we could do to stop this titan, as it was far bigger and more advanced than anything we have ever been able to field. To our relief it did not open fire, but instead placed itself between the three Clan Halls located in our Valley. After a day or two, we sent a messenger to the Slogs, telling them that we were somewhat uneasy about having such a powerful titan within firing range of our Hall, and asked what their intentions were. Their reply was very civil, and they explained the situation as if it was all in the interest of peace. This following passage is taken from their missive: "We have found that by keeping a few of our medium size war titans patrolling the area that our neighbors are far less likely to try sneak attacks upon us and it keeps things in a friendly basis. The titan you are seeing near to your hall is one of the medium sized titans of which I speak. My large war titans (range 11 with 30 weapon chambers) are in the southwest defending my homeland. Clan Dynamic tried a sneak attack on my clan hall (didn't even get close) and one of these effectively wiped out his ability to fight as a clan all by itself." At the time, we thought that this was a very subtle and diplomatic threat. After some discussion in the Council, we soon agreed that we had effectively been taken hostage by the Slogs. Our first thoughts were to approach the Slogs again, and politely ask them to move their titan out of firing range of our Hall, but that they should feel free to patrol anywhere within our lands, as long as they did not take up positions from where they could open fire on our Clan Hall. We waited a bit however, and comtemplated the situation. Then, to our horror, we found the Dynamic's Clan Hall, completely surrounded by Slogs, and abandoned, it seemed, by the Dynamic. The Slogs was using it as a punching ball, letting a young titan play with it, scoring ranking, experience and points galore, while older titans stood guard over the area, ready to crush any resistance. Now we became worried. A few days later, one of our scouts came across the Hall of our ally, Fenris. As the scout climbed over a mountain, passing the Hall, it found a Slogs titan standing there, well withing firing range of the Hall of Fenris. At that moment, we realized how cunning and powerful the Slogs really was. At the time of writing, the Slogs are holding at least five Clans, the Bear Clan included, as hostages. Probably more that we do not now of. Thus it was, that we gathered in secrecy, the Elders of the Bear Clan, and discussed our options. We could either live with it, and hope that the Slogs would not grow restless once they finished playing with Dynamic's Clan Hall. This did not seem like a very good idea. We could try to improve our relations with the Slogs, and possibly ally with them. Though this may seem to be a solution, in reality it is not, since we are confident that the Slogs would continue to hold us hostage, even if they pretended to be our friends, and that we could not convince them to move away from our Hall. In the end, we decided to turn to you, knowing that the leaders of your Clan have proven themselves wise and capable. We ask your advice on the situation, and also if you would consider helping. We understand that you are still pursuing the Titanhawk for what they did to you, and will be grateful if you would but advice us on what course of action to take. But if you could help us out of our predicament, we would owe your immensely, and we would swear undying friendship to your Clan. As it is, we can operate freely, as long as we do not come nearer to the Slogs home, and thus we can send our titans to do battle against your enemies. We are aware that the aid we can provide you in any battle is relatively small, compared to the might of your own titans, but if you would accept our offer, you need only to direct us to your enemies, and we shall fight them unto death. As for the information on Titanhawk that you requested, we can only see a single of their titans right now, and you have one of your own titans in a position where it can see it as well, so there is nothing we can tell you now, but we will order our scouts to do their utmost to track down any Titanhawk activity. Respectfully, Katarak the Warrior, Master Tactician of the Bear Clan. |
We tried to keep a low profile, and not anger the Slogs while we awaited the
response from the Cowputts. To our horror and surprise, the reply came not from
Cowputts, but from Slogs. As it turned out, Cowputts had simply informed the
Slogs of how we percieved the situation. Needless to say, we were not very happy
about this, although we knew the Cowputts had acted with good intentions.
Some communication with the Slogs followed, and somehow we managed to convince
Slogs that we would be better neighbours, if he moved his titan away from our
Halls. Confident that he could return and destroy us anytime he wanted, he moved
his titan away, but not before making it clear to us what would happen if we
were to displease him.
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Some time prior to this, Titanhawk had betrayed Cowputts, and managed to bring
down his Hall. Now the Cowputts were knocking on Titanhawk's door, and about
to avenge the betrayal. Though Slogs had promised Cowputts he would stay neutral,
he was secretly allied with Titanhawk, and around this time he came to Titanhawk's
aid, saving him from impending doom at the hands of Cowputts.
Betrayed once again, Cowputts contacted us, knowing that we had previously been
unhappy with Slogs, and asked us if we would fight alongside him. We happily
agreed, and thus began what was later named World War I.
That was the end of the dispatch. Now, being a humble reporter
in the employ of God I'd like to say several things. The first is that we admire
and are thankful for this fine report, we wept, we cheered. I think it is a fitting
epitaph to the Cowputts, born in blood and forever living in blood. May their
memory carry on the winds of war forever.