The Farms have been fertilized! The land will now be able to spring crops!

The Miners leave the mine, due to command from Sclawous.

It is payday.

89 paid in Upkeep. Unit sanity kept in line.

Sclawous:
“Units, we have survived our first period, apparently measured in “Upkeep”. I plan to keep leading this faction to victory, but you have lost my respect for you, and in turn that has made you guys seem dishonored. We will not lie to each other no more from this point on. Not even ONCE. Ok?”

Several Grotch:
“Sir yes sir!”

Sclawous:
“Good! Now, let us ge-“

???:
“Hrrhmm.”

Sclawous:
“What?”

A whole group of soldiers stand in the field!

???:
“Grotch, you have been made the latest target of the Clockwork Alchemist, Amber. He is also not sorry that he is not here to lead the battle, because he does not, and i quote; “Have time for silly newby factions such as that one”. He then scoffed, and spit on our faces. Please, hold still till we have annihilated you.”

Sclawous:
“Oooh this is gonna be fun!”