The Confounding Results:
Oooooweee. Lookie what we have here, gentle-men; some Bigtime plays from some Bigtime players.
Almost two years of maneuvering finally pay off as Il Rofolio seizes the Aegean, long sought after for its strategic sun-kissed beaches and delicious tactical seafood. Now Admiral Turklo McTurbanstan needs to find a new place to park his weird Saracen pleasure yacht.
However, it's not all bad news for the Grand Vizier, as his puppet state, under the auspicious toadying of Archduke Guerra, finally succeeds in relocating it's collaborative Vichy government from Sevastopol to Rumania. Now the godless commies who had been using it for ballet and chess practice need to make like a tree and get outta there.
Speaking of godless commies, Chairman Alterio has some other problems on his hands now, as The Franco-Anglo juggernaut continues its slow, steady and rape-fueled march East. Will his Norwegian expeditionary forces be able to withstand this tide of Western decadence and agression? Perhaps, as the shrewdest among you will have noticed a suspicious internal support order among the froggie forces. Is there trouble in paradise? Does this augur a culture of mistrust between the bloated and decadent Marquis and his famously indulgent paramour, King Benji III? Stay tuned, only time will tell.
Meanwhile, Kaiser Magic von Turley continues to chill the fuck out in Vienna, weathering the storm of war and enjoying his exile while he drinks exotic liqueurs and reflects, not unfondly, on the Fall of Empire.
Gimme them retreat orders, suckers. Enjoy the war!
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