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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | ''Note: Only applies to {{blue}} AI player''<p>Bonus for Pactal<p><center>'''Contents:''' +4 {{Ps|Attack}}, +4 {{Ps|Defense}}, +4 {{Ps|Power}}, +4 {{Ps|Knowledge}}, 50 {{Cn|Faerie Dragon|image=Faerie Dragon (HotA)}}s, 100 {{Cn|Chaos Hydra}}s, 200 {{Cn|Wyvern Monarch}}s, 200 {{Cn|Nix Warrior}}s, 400 {{Cn|Ayssid}}s, 900 {{Cn|Lizard Warrior}}s</center></p> | | | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | Map Event Text.<p><center>'''Guardians:''' 11 {{Cn|Pikeman|name=Pikemen}}, 1 {{Cn|Griffin}}, 1 {{Cn|Monk}}, 3 {{Cn|Seaman|name=Seamen}}, 2 {{Cn|Pirate|name=Pirates}}, 34 {{Cn|Peasant|name=Peasants}}, 4 {{Cn|Nomad|name=Nomads}}</center></p> |
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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | Hello, guest. You remember me: I am Tlamac Hundred Thoughts. The one who was to become the next great shaman of the bellipotent Bloodied Feathers, but ended up living a long, sad life without home, family, purpose, or caring for those he swore to serve. I have no descendants or apprentices—only a few helpers, those who feel the emptiness in their souls and sneak away from the tribe once in a while to be here and see our lost gods.<p>I don't want to die before passing on the sacred bond with the feathered serpents to one willing to accept their friendship and exchange a part of his soul with them, even if to him, they will not be living deities. The ritual that my ancestor performed to bond the souls of our tribe and the feathered serpents requires a great concentration of pain, sorrow, and hatred. I fear that not even the emanations let out by each and every victim of a great battle would suffice today, nor would you yourself want it at such a cost... But I know of an object that holds an endless sea of such feelings, accumulated over many and many great turns.<p>The leader of the hostile Nightcrawlers tribe, Pactal Child Eater, is a descendant of Tepotl Hollow Eye, the warlord who led all the tribes of the islands to battle against us and who witnessed the gods answer the call and save our tribe from ruin. Only one out in twenty warriors under Tepotl survived that carnage, and Hollow Eye absorbed the languor of each who died then into his soul. When on his deathbed himself, he poured that black ocean into his great battle bow and handed it to his son. Each of his descendants would do the same, but while still in the prime of his life, imbuing his weapon of choice with the destructive power, and personally finish off his wounded warriors to add to it. Pactal inherited the Great Woe of the Crawlers through the Fang of the Last Scream, the battleclaw that belonged to his grandfather; he was loath to wait his turn to take the chief's seat for another few dozen turns, so he killed his father and uncles by siccing a herd of frenzied gorgons on them during a hunt. He poured the black power from the battleclaw into an amazing artifact—the Spyglass. He got it from a pirate captain for a whole barrel of priceless bile extracted from rare ruby snakes, and named it the Hollow Eye after his ancestor. They say he's been able to see the hidden and scry through the ground ever since; there is no other way to explain why his cutthroats have been able to find and ravage caves with clutches and young Blood Feathers time after time without fail. Every time that happens, Pactal appears there himself, sucks out the eggs and devours the young lizardfolk. I suppose you see how proud he is of his sobriquet.<p>I feel strength and sincerity in you; the Couatls will surely be delighted to have new friends in you and your companions. Moreover, I will also be able to impart on you the most precious secret I've kept all my life. You will not only become equal to our feathered gods... you will also become able to create them yourself. I will teach you how to spawn the great Crimson Couatl. They have been absent from the world for far too long, and I want to worship the embodiment of my tribe's former greatness once again before I die. Step into my hut. I have much to show you and explain.</center></p>
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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | ''Note: Only applies to {{tan}} AI player''<p><center>'''Contents:'''+1 {{Ps|Defense}}, 3 {{Cn|Chaos Hydra}}s, 3 {{Cn|Hydra}}s, 6 {{Cn|Wyvern Monarch}}s, 6 {{Cn|Wyvern}}s, 24 {{Cn|Dragon Fly|name=Dragon Flies}}, 24 {{Cn|Serpent Fly|name=Serpent Flies}}</center></p>
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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | ''Note: Only applies to {{tan}} AI player''<p>Tan AI - bonus<p><center>'''Contents:''' 3 {{Cn|Ancient Behemoth}}s, 3 {{Cn|Chaos Hydra}}s, 5 {{Cn|Cyclops King}}s, 8 {{Cn|Mighty Gorgon}}s, 10 {{Cn|Greater Basilisk}}s</center></p>
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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | ''Note: Only applies to {{pink}} AI player''<p>Pink AI - bonus<p><center>'''Contents:''' 1 {{Cn|Nix Warrior}}, 3 {{Cn|Crusader}}s, 9 {{Cn|Seaman|name=Seamen}}</center></p>
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| | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | ''Note: Only applies to {{pink}} AI player''<p>Pink AI - bonus<p><center>'''Contents:''' 4 {{Cn|Nix Warrior}}s, 6 {{Cn|Sorceress|name=Sorceresses}}, 10 {{Cn|Silver Pegasus|name=Silver Pegasi}}, 9 {{Cn|Ayssid}}s, 11 {{Cn|Stormbird}}s, 15 {{Cn|Grand Elf|name=Grand Elves}}</center></p>
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