As time goes by, the forces went against forces both to protect and to attack.
The forces of the isonia guilds resisted like they where told to protect them self, no matter if they where hit to the floor.

Like Mansungs troops and more greater Heroes of the Light, where waiting for some days, see what happened.

Mansung and his troops waited for several days, to see nothing to happen, so an attack would praise the goddess.

So Mansung looked all over the possible attack list, that an scout came running with.

When the message from above came, that it was allowed to make the difference and attack the choosen targets, Mansung settled his horse and told his generals to get the armies ready, in a hurry, no spy should get to the isonia forces before the strike had found place.

So every border city was shut down for out going peasants, if someone tried to get out without accept from the top, they had to be hold back, if they resisted the prison should make their home for the night.

As Mansung and his troops where ready to strike against the armies of isonia, they came to a hard strike, when trying to help a guildmate that allmost was slaughtered, but with the assist of the defence armies of Mansung, itwas posible to resist.

In the mean time, Mansungs strike force entered the lands of Isonia and repelled the armies they met with ease.

When the armies got tired, they decided to bring forward an backup defence army to protect the newly taken land.
To praise the goddess for this victory, it had been decided to settle down and praise for the night.

As the night went on the night more and more, looked like a great party for the goddess.

His lands destroyed, JP knew that he had no choice but to start over... Tears ran down the side of his face. What had he done to so upset the gods, what, what could it have been?

"Did I not give them the proper tithe? Did I not show them the love and effection that they do deserve?"

JP sat there on the bank of a quiet stream downwind from where his kingdom once prevailed. His hands trembled more and more with each and every passing second.

"I will not give in. I will return and finish that in which I had started. This is not the last you will hear of me, no this is not the last...."

Although previous incursions had been common, it made no difference. Now a darden high prince was caught invading along with 2 other welp of a dog followers in toe and belonging to those of Light in his lands.
The followers were a great way to retake what was stolen and proved little to no resistance to Pyren and his men and he was thankful of the mighty prince to offer him these feeder realms.

But Pyren knew well the ways of Darden for he was once a mighty warrior in the chaos gods service not so long ago. Pyren knew that it would only be a matter of time before his men and he rolled thru this high princes land reclaiming what this heathen pig had tried to capture and Pyren would take great delight in watching this heathen run for it's life when he and his men came to pay thier respects.

Calling for a scribe he quickly jotted down this missive to the heathens prince.

Dearest heathen Prince of pigs:

Enjoy my acres while you can dog of a welp, you will need all you can muster soon enough.