SUBJECT: Counsel of Night

“Got another one huh?” Papi Supremo chuckled from the other computer.
“Yeah, noobs. We gotta train em up a little but I think they’ll get it. They don’t understand how we work. Counsel of Night is not like the others they’re used to.”
“Don’t waste your time mom, we’ve got another Alliance to attack. These guys think they’re hot shit. They keep pumping themselves up with coin.” Commander Wolf, stationed at the third computer in the other room gave his opinion on the matter.
Sassy Wench reviewed the stats with a sinister grin. “Let’s show these blow-hards who we are.”
She sent out the call to arms to her alliance. The Overlord had many tasks, one of them being raising the army that would wipe out other, cocky Alliances that got too big for their britches. This Overlord, happened to be very good at it, with Papi Supremo and Commander Wolf at her right and left sides, there wasn’t much anyone could do.
Trapper entered the room. “We’re attacking someone? I want to help!”
“We only have one more computer and KizzMyAzz is on it.” He is leading the raid once we wipe their defenses.
Papi lifted his head, a rolled smoke dangling from his lip. “Dude, I’ll let you use mine now that I’ve armed everyone. Follow orders and kick some ass.” Trapper eagerly took up his position as Papi sidled in next to Sassy Wench to offer strategy advice and watch the battle. He loved the Overlord. Everyone loved their Overlord, but he got to wake up and go to sleep with her. Everyone always said how lucky Papi was. Sassy felt the same about him. They were a good team and even though they never spent any coin to advance themselves, they had established good rapport with their people and made sure everyone had resources. Their Alliance was thriving and none of the other Alliances they played against could understand how a bunch of nobodies could advance as quickly and fiercely as they had. People from Alliances they had wiped out begged to join them. They were fair and let some of them in, but they had to work for it. Everyone played a part. War was a strategy they knew well and executed to perfection. Sassy and Papi were feared and hated by some, but so loved by those they took care of.
“They are so done!” Commander Wolf called out.
“Their walls crumbled like a cookie in milk.” Trapper mused, grinning.
“I sent the raiding party. These guys were loaded. Our Alliance is gonna thank us for this one.” KizzMyAzz turned to share with the others.
No one died, no blood was shed, but there was a sense of shared victory in the room. The comments box blew to pieces as members congratulated each other and the defeated Alliance spat hatred.
“We’ve just been CoNned! Came a hate comment. That was the phrase people used when Counsel of Night wiped someone out. They were flawless, fearless and tactical. They knew just how to win and who to hit and they took everything they could except the basics to rebuild with. This was war, but it was also fun.
Commander Wolf entered from the other room with shot glasses and Canadian Whiskey. Those partaking took up a glass while he poured.
“Quite on point bartender.” Sassy Wench praised.
“To Counsel of Night!” Papi cheered.
Everyone gave a devilish grin. Trapper looked up from his computer with a wild fire in his eyes.
“So, who do we attack next?”