[@Fury Panda][@BrightSteel]

Nephish's smile did not abate. These two were thinking strictly in terms of manpower. Of gains and losses in territory. How [i]dreadfully[/i] linear.

[color=00746b]"My intelligence puts you in control of the rural South, giving you control over Adarla's natural resources. The crown still controls the northern coast, meaning that they can still acquire the necessary resources via trade."[/color]

[color=00746b]"Not to mention... [i]foreing aid.[/i]"[/color] Nephish's sneer returned as he hissed.

[color=00746b]"So, instead of taking a landbound approach, I recomend that we cripple their naval operations. Left with no further avenues for trade, the crown will slowly begin to starve in a war of attrition."[/color]

Nephish's mood seemed to alternate quite a bit. Though he never fully lost his composure, it was evident that he enjoyed this.

[color=00746b]"Likewise, this will trap the elves here, unable to reach their beloved homeland for aid or evacuation, their ranks will descend into chaos. And [i]there[/i] begins phase two."[/color] Nephish grinned horrifically. It was obvious that he was waiting for someone to ask him about phase two.