Darklands/War

This is a sub-page of Darklands.

War Preparations and Wartime

To do: There's much more.

A lot of city-related files have unused sections, probably meant to replace the regular ones when a city-state is preparing for war or is fighting a war against another city-state.

$CITYG02.MSG (partial)

Scowling guards carefully inspect everyone entering $PlaceName. Casual visitors and wayfarers are turned away, while wagons bringing supplies are eagerly waved through.
You decide to...
...walk right through the gate as though you belong here.
...use your charm and wit to befriend the guards.
...pay a farmer $Money1 to let you hide in his load of hay.
...use an alchemical distraction to allow you to slip inside.
...call upon a saint for aid.
...draw weapons and attack the guards!
...stand back and reconsider your options.

Nonchalantly, you stroll up to the gate while the guards are busy inspecting a wagonload of squealing pigs. Unfortunately, one of the guards looks up at a critical moment. Crossbows are leveled and swords drawn. The sergeant rumbles, "Halt!" You stop, abashed. "$PlaceName is at war," he hisses. "we have no need of useless mouths to feed. Begone!"

$CITYG04.MSG (partial)

Scowling guards carefully inspect everyone entering $PlaceName. Casual visitors and wayfarers are turned away, while wagons bringing supplies are eagerly waved through.
You decide to...
...walk right through the gate as if you belong here.
...use your charm and wit to befriend the guards.
...pay a farmer $Money1 to let you hide in his load of hay.
...use an alchemical distraction to allow you to slip inside.
...call upon a saint for aid.
...draw weapons and attack the guards!
...stand back and reconsider your options.

Nonchalantly, you stroll up to the gate while the guards are busy inspecting a wagonload of squealing pigs. Unfortunately, one guard looks up at the wrong time. Instantly, his fellows are on the alert, crossbows leveled and swords drawn.
The sergeant rumbles, "Halt!" You stop, abashed. "$PlaceName is at war," he hisses. "We have no need for useless mouths to feed. Begone!"