Council carefully considered its options by consulting a witchdoctor, preparing a Poisson distribution, and spending some late night quality time with the ewes out in the barn. The conclusion? For the good of the herd we must declare war upon you. Nothing personal, but you elected not to pact us this reset, we’re close enough in size, we’ve got the turns saved up, and you smell funny. Very funny. Like the guy in the dorm room down the hall that you aren’t sure has taken a shower in the last few weeks funny. I apologize that it has to be this way, but we need to kill stuff. I was going to make it up to you by sending you some of PG’s modeling pictures, but she wouldn’t let me. Apparently they’re only for Rival members to enjoy. So I’ve done the next best thing. I’ve prepared a very special gift for you. Just to show how much I care. I hope you like it. See you at the aftermath. Peace, but not literally.
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