Editing Master of the Island

| victory        = flag_cr2

| loss          = time

| allies        = {{tan}}

| enemies        =  

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{{TErow| 1 | Day 1| {{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: The Jolly Roger was waving proudly atop Utopia. Me and the boys haven't left this place for a few days now. That might have something to do with all this coconut rum...but it would be a crime to let it go to waste! To hell with all cares!<p>'''Guard''': "Hey cap'n, a party of gnolls is approaching!" yelled one of the guards on the walls.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "Shoot those bastards and be done with it!" I yelled back and hit the bottle of rum.<p>'''Guard''': "They come bearing a white flag!" the guard insisted.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: I wiped my mouth with my sleeve and sighed. "Fine, let their leader in. I don't know what they want."<p>A strapping, tawny-hided gnoll entered the fort yard. Unlike others we had seen, he was wearing chainmail and had a sword hanging from his belt. He also wasn't wearing the usual collection of bone amulets and other garbage. This one was definitely different.<p>"Abgrrrh?" I asked sarcastically, recalling my last conversation with a gnoll.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "What?" the gnoll responded in confusion. "Do you speak Erathian at all, human?"<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: I do. You had to be there," I chuckled, feeling pleased with my joke. "State your business quickly, and then get lost."<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "My name is Alkin. I am the warchief of the largest gnoll tribe on the island," he answered, glancing at the bottle in my hand.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "I'm Jeremy Albatross, commander of the most well-defended fort on the island!" I replied.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "These fortifications are a joke," the gnoll shot back, licking his chops.<p>"Should a sufficiently large group of those creatures out there decide to attack, you and your fort will crumble back into the earth."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "That sounds a threat?"<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "Absolutely not. I came for two reasons: I'd to offer you an alliance, and to give you some friendly advice."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: There was a brief moment or silence.<p>"An alliance!" I laughed. "Did you hear that boys? The gnolls want an alliance! You know, Abgrrrh, I cant really see any reason to form an alliance with you."<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "I'm Alkin," replied the gnoll calmly. "And there are strong reasons for an alliance; you simply fail to understand them right now. If you don't act, this island will soon become a scorched wasteland. It would to face this threat together. And you cant escape from the island anyway."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "And who threatens the island?" I demanded to know.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "One of our shamans had a vision of hordes of horned monsters landing here--Kreegans. I am convinced they will get here sooner or later. Eeofol is very close, you see, and this island is a perfect place to lay ambush for the ships of Erathia and their allies."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "How are you so knowledgeable about the outside world?" I asked, taking another swig from the bottle. The tart taste stung my tongue and nose.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "Matters not," the gnoll said dismissively.<p>"I suggest you stop drinking yourself into a stupor and try to get the island's inhabitants under one flag. That will do some good for the cause."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "Listen Abgr... Alkin. Why should we risk our lives stumbling through the swamp? If the Kreegans come, we'll handle them."<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "There will be many of them, with powerful magic and mighty creatures, and all you have is a band of swashbucklers. Think about my offer."<p>With that, Alkin took his leave.</p>}}

{{TErow| 7 | Day 7| {{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: The scouts report that small creatures that look like imps have been spotted near Utopia. If this is true, then the Kreegans have already sent their scouts here and the invasion could be a real threat.}}

{{TErow| 14 | Day 14| {{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: Alkin visited me again today--alone this time.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "I see you have followed my advice! Good decision. Efreet, imps and demons were spotted near my tribe's settlement. They're not an army yet, just a scout group--likely mapping out their attack," Alkin warned.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "Listen, I know I was drunk the first time we talked, so I need to ask again: how can you be sure of all this?" I asked.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "Ha. You're talking to a former sergeant of the Tatalian army," Alkin grinned, disappearing back into the jungle night before I could ask more.</p>}}

{{TErow| 28 | Day 28| {{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: Scouts have been informing me of some  disturbing news. In the middle of the night, deep within the jungle, strange lights and sounds have been observed. During the day, the scouts encounter the bloody remains of bodies strewn across altars. This is obviously some form of ritual. Rumors have been swirling that this could mean the Kreegans are working to open portals for imps, cerberi and other foul creatures. It's giving me the creeps.}}

{{TErow| 42 | Day 42| {{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: I felt a sudden pain in the back of my head and turned to see Alkin sitting on a rock. He had a handful of nuts in his hand.<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "The hell are you waiting for, pirate?" he asked sharply, throwing another nut at me. I dodged this time.<p>"I heard that Kreegan ships will be here in a month and a half. Everyone is preparing for the invasion."<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: "Calm down, can't you see I'm doing my best?"<p>{{Hn|Alkin|image=Alkin (campaign)|0=}}: "Do better," grinned Alkin, standing up from the rock. "Next time we meet, I hope we'll be heading an allied army."</p>}}

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