Disaster in the Plaguelands

It is worse than expected. The BHLA confirmed the whereabouts of our oft discussed cohort, but upon attempting to recover said cohort realized that he in no way desired to be rescued from his seemingly imminent peril. In no way prepared for this development, and facing complete annihilation, BHLA ran away. Being completely unfamiliar with this terrain, forces stumbled through lands occupied by orcgoblins, unicorarchmages, elfdwarves, and other such drivel. Truly, more than any flag-waving normal person could bear.

The majority of BHLA forces eventually found their way back to some nonsensical place called the Searing Gorge [of which we're likely to hear more about later]. The enemy acquired one POW, who is most likely being subjected to endless gold gathering frivolity and spell casting polemics. Think Guantanamo holding cell with a lot fewer terrorists and a lot more cheese doodles. Chilling, indeed. Another BHLA regiment, ignorant of dial-up connection, cooperative gaming, and software in general, still remains unaccounted for.

For the rest of us, we have begun work on a countermeasure virus which upon endless spamming episodes should render the enemy useless during forthcoming attacks. Think Japanese war propaganda with a lot less Tojo and a lot more discounted viagra. Devastating, I know. We will see.