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if mermaid cast berserk (red triangle) they atack nearest troop no matter if friend or foe so in that case place 1 hobgob next to such unit and u loose only that.
But if they cast strong hypnose (blue whirlwind) evacuate all strong units from its reach coz mermaids have direct control over unit for 1 turn... | | I only know one way, the dispersion spell... | Hobgoblin caused 259 injuries Orcs. Killing 21.
Orc inflicted 76 injuries Hobgoblin. Killing 19.
my own troops.. how can i prevent this ?
change to necro ^_^ | http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=siren
http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=upsiren - immune to mind control, caster
http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=seamonster
http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=upseamonster - large unit, regeneration
http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=leviathan
http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=upleviathan - large unit, immune to cold, ignore defence 50% | | ^ lol they walk on land in the info-animation :P | http://www.heroeswm.ru/art_info.php?id=tunnel_kirka
funny art | | Whoa! Another event right after previous :o And again, new creatures... I really envy .ru players ;) | | Helloween is already on RU | hey they get nightmares xD
http://www.heroeswm.ru/war.php?warid=120016839
we cant watch( | | yes - this is personal nightmares )) | | [Post deleted by moderator Zyanya // SHL. Please do not post outside links, upload to in game photo album.] | | wow thats creepy...I'm so startled... | | [Post deleted by moderator Takesister // Hmmm the message is too long, Reposting in 2 parts] | Nightmares
It's late at night. Tired and tipsy, barbarian Gharet was returning home from the taverns at the outskirts. The ale was quite good, the company is even better, a brawl at the end of the evening was excellent ... except for the fact that due to myopia and the strength of traditional barbaric cactus infusions, he had managed to keep most of his friends, in his memory of events, this evening with only a few bruises.
Gharet whistled a merry tune that he overheard in a tavern, a vulgar song, feeling his way in the pitch darkness. The full moon was powerless against the thick and dark cloud cover which enveloped the peace camp that night and the whole empire. Gharet thought to himself about why it is so dark when the night should be the brightest. A deep gully on the well-trodden road reminded him that to orcs, to think is generally harmful. Rising from the dust of the gully floor, Gharet cursed, and suddenly heard a strange loud rustling behind him.
The Barbarian swiftly turned around. Gharet never considered himself a coward and even liked to fight, but he preferred to do so in the light of day, when all enemies were visible. The rustle was not heard again, but somewhere off to the side came a wicked muffled roar. In a panic, Gharet backed away from the roar, until he suddenly buried his face into something furry and warm as he turned to run. Out of the darkness, he looked out into six large red eyes....
Never before in his life had Gharet run so fast. His legs pumping at full speed, he could not distinguish whether the rustle he previously heard, the rustles he now heard, or the wheezing and roars were only the fruit of his fear, energized by the pitch blackness and - despite the eyes - the utter darkness. Finally home, and after tightly closing the door, Gharet threw off his shoes and, without even lighting a candle, he jumped over his soft warm sofa and hid himself in a dim corner of his closet. The Orc fell asleep almost instantly, however whatever chased him had not given up on it's prey and began to pursue its victim into its dreams
Gharetu dreamt that he was on some island in the middle of a wide river. Around him, a raging storm of torrential rain and strong, unpleasant wind made him look for cover. He stood at the entrance to some sort of hut.He gently pushed the door which reluctantly, grudgingly even, revealed to him the contents of the hut. Goosebumps rose on his skin. Inside the hut, under the laces of the webs and layers of dust stood a skinny necromancer, shifting from place to place the bulbs of colored liquids and kept looking in one of two huge books. The Necromancer, surprised, looked up, and his features turned predatory instantly:
"Glad greetings, Gharet ..."
"How does he know me?" - the barbarian thought to himself.
"I know the orge magis",the necromancer, clearly reading his thoughts, answered insinuatingly. The voice of the necromancer made you want to cringe under a table in fear.
"I waited for when you would finally look here. You lead a life of wickedness, and I was destined to teach you a lesson for that. But the alas, where are my manners, I have not introduced myself. Surtaz's my name!"
The orc's hair started to stand on end, he was horrified to realize who wasin front of him. "Do not curse me!" - Gharet yelled breathlessly with the first thing that came into his head, and ...
... woke up, but did not recognize the place where he was! No, it's not his small but cozy little room, built by his grandfather whom had become famous in a myraid of war campaigns in which he had spent all of his conscious life! The nightmare proceeded... | ... The next morning, when the sun was almost at its zenith, Gharet grabbed his head in anguish over excerpts of his nightmares, trying to forget the one thing that is firmly etched into his memory - the edifying reproach of the old necromancer. His life, what is there to say? It consisted of little righteousness: daily drinking, fighting, looting from time to time and the complete absence any activity for the benefit of Her Majesty.
Hangovers and tiredness of restless nights did not allow him to overcome the pains of his own conscience, and the barbarian went to the local Mercenary guild to seek redemption in the service of Empire.
"I suppose this is to atone for sins?" - The eccentric young deputy head of the Guild asked venomously.
"How did you guess it?" - Gharet asked with sincere bewilderment.
"You're not even among the first hundred to ask for redemption today. Something really strange has happened, so thus the queue of volunteers lined up here in the Guild. And all asked to resolve quests of conspirators or raids ... They were so sure of themselves and fully against any form of rebellion in the lands or any form of revenge" the assistant briefly shrugged.
" But this does not mean that there is nothing for you to help. Empire right now holds an important poll, and this is your chance to atone for your sins!"
"Come on!" By one of my scribblings, the empire will become better? " - Gharet sniffed suspiciously and spat in front of the assistant.
"No!" - the assistant calmly continued. "But if you are going to come here every day and put your signature here, it would benefit the Empire. I guarantee that your conscience would have cleansed itself and your soul will feel much easier. I also heard that the Empress had promised to arrange a grand feast at the end of the voting process, and I'm sure she would fulfill her promise, if you won't shirk from what you need to do! " | http://www.heroeswm.ru/army_info.php?name=bonehydra
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:D | http://www.heroeswm.ru/warlog.php?warid=120037727<=-1
vs nightmares - boring :( | | so where can we fight against these? | #958
they attacked me in port city | | .ru down? |
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