<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/a1PMRJ4.jpg)</div><strong>Tsukiko Sato (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=274532.msg13526622#msg13526622)</strong><br/><strong>Clan Hachisu</strong><br/><span class="bbc_u">Action 1</span>:<strong>Craft</strong>armour with 1 metal (twice tappable).<br/><span class="bbc_u">Roll:</span>Pumpkin<br/><span class="bbc_u">Action 2</span>:<strong>Build</strong>Mustering Grounds (0.6)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Roll:</span>At 2017-10-27 11:58:42, DiktatrSquid (uid: 62576) rolls: 2d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109321)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The regret of treading carefully hit her once more, as she had found out the wretched sorcery of the Krai had made the climate of the coastlands to the west impossible for her forces to tread. This of course gave them ample time to negotiate help from elsewhere. That however was likely to have happened at any rate. Tsukiko focused on training and supplying logistics, as well as overseeing the construction that supported their war effort further. She knew from early on that their isolation was a problem, but now their past passivity was. Could not be helped. The land might have indeed been doomed for all she knew, but she would not bow to Gunba and Aka ka even if they brought their death to her for it. In her mind, she was at peace with fighting to the end of her.