The refugees, 2nd draft

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November 50th, 2999

Wow Aspira, you show a powerful scene of Mikyan ability but don't explain it? (Indistinct) Fine, details here. My faction can raise and throw walls using materiel from the surroundings. Most of us keep a book with designs and details for more complicated structures.

We must keep complete focus to do anything, and spells use your normal well of magic and then uses your life energy. Each person has a colour for their ability, mine is tan. Magic is real too, much as it is strange.

It's thanksgiving so now a time of plenty, plenty of pain for me. Two months before I had gotten pregnant, this was my first time, so it was something else entirely for me. Now I was too weak to leave my chambers within the Mikyan citadel, and with a war looming I may be as good as dead.

See I need complete focus to cast magic, and pregnancy requires energy and is painful, so my focus was non-existent at the moment. Also, this place for some reason has made us more formal.

The city is built in stone and stone only, wood has long been torn down and used for kindling. Our city is detailed, intricate, with grey roofs for others have used red. Our city is nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding mountains at night if we didn't have lighting.

We have quickly earned money from ores and stone used in the mines and have become rather wealthy. We now also have Doggerel along the borders too, and with that a harbour with seers and fortune tellers, all of them were people of the water faction that can hear the voice of the river.

The waterfall is disruptive because we need to dig caves behind the fall to get to the regions beyond. We also occasionally see a helicopter flying overhead from Jigonku. Whenever we pass them on the elevators, we see a thick wall and a dark city bristling with heavy weaponry. As we head deeper the mines get more and more dangerous, with undead occasionally attacking us.

The dead can only die from iron, and only the purest metals will kill them. Fire will merely annoy them, and large rivers will only delay them. We believe that the undead rise from the maw not because there is a city but because corpses were thrown in there by earlier inhabitants, perhaps before the curse was placed on the valley.

People that are killed by the undead, or corpses that the encounter will rise again as one of their own and only their leaders are in any way sentient. They need no rest and no food, but fall apart after 400 days, 40 if they are in sunlight. We learned this by capturing a few of them.

We still aren't sure what animates them, but we have now developed a theory as to why they are here that also explains everything else. We believe that there is a chemical in the air that will stop most signals except for the strongest and thus fries anything that uses those signals. This renders most technology useless.

The chemical also animates the dead, giving them energy and the foul purpose of destruction. They will fight with a force slightly weaker to your own and will not stop until they die, so now we burn our dead to prevent this.

Anyway, now that I have explained all of this let's move on to thanksgiving. Around that time turkey populations exploded in the forests and Agriculture observed a significant increase in plant growth.

Two days before Thanksgiving Day a great Agriculture caravan set out from the fields and the next day they arrived and created a massive city of tents, with each tent offering food for ridiculously low prices.

On the day everyone arrived at Avaleon to feast on what foods the farmers had to offer, the farmers had also placed one massive table, in a circle around the city of tents with enough seats for everyone in Diag. The table was nearly full. We decided to hold another melee simply because we could. This fight was more furious, with people showing their master over their abilities in preparation for the undead wars.