Well, same could be said of a bunch of forum members. http://josefvstalin.com/threads/Привет.8420/page-46
I am pretty sure VikingSocrates started the whole "yew" thing, and Viking actually attempted to derail the thread.
Since it is the next day where I live, I'm just gonna say that another colonization party colonized even farther north.
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It is early morning on the coast of Dalmatia. A slight wind wafts lazily through fields and villages, past farmers beginning a hard days labour, then onwards along a dirt road, ruffling the coats of traders huddled in their carts. Continuing through the open gates of a city, the wind gusts faster now, stirring shattered bowls, lifting to pass over splintered doors cast on the ground, and huddled shapes, cold and still piles of cloth, and flesh, and bone. This inexorable wind moves onwards and upwards, chasing men up the street, overtaking them, and flowing with them, with crowds of people up towards the top, wherever that may be. Suddenly this wind passes the last people, and continues on, buffeting against the side of a platform, rising steeply, catching on an outstretched cloak as it flails manically, billowing over the arms of this man, thrown out to each side in a dramatic gesture. As the sun rose from the horizon, UtterlyImpeccable surveyed his new Republic. After months of violence and bloodshed, this great city of Delminium would become the capital of Dalmatia, newly freed from the tyranny of the Illyrians, hungry and eager now for expansion and power. Delminium has a population of 60,000, and I quote from wikipedia, "The reports of writers from the time say that Delminium was a 'large city', almost inaccessible and impregnable". The Delmatae (Dalmatians) were skilled ship builders and sea farers, and in ancient sources were known as skilled fighters, with their war formations not differing much from the Macedonian phalanxes. Their new leader, however, is as much fascinated by trading as by warfare, so has ordered the immediate construction of several trading vessels, and five of the Dalmatians famous 'Liburna' warships to protect them. The Delmatae have also begun the training and equipping of 200 light spearmen to crew the ships, and 50 Illyrian heavy swordsmen to act as a bodyguard to their noble leader, Utterly.
