Seeing TommyD is their neighbour, and knowing he is weak, and of low birth, the Council of Elders of the Moonbarean Court elects to recommend a course of war against his sizeable empire.

High Priest Nagus orders the construction of several temples, so that a Blitzkrieg can be made with the 4 Black Dragons currently in service with the Moonbarean Army. Moonbars sits atop the Mountain, observing the preperations. He watches for 7 days as the fortresses and temples are raised. he offers thanks to Mindbender in the form of several prisoners he throws to their deaths from atop the Mountain. Then, as the first temple's Spire finally appears above the tree-line, he channels his power and calls forth the cloaking spells. The temples are rendered invisible. The mind of Sallansasar manifests in his mind. "Soon, my Dragon, soon you shall sate your hunger upon the blood of TommyD"

For another 6 days, Moonbars and the demi-gods in his service watch as the temples near completion. On the seventh day, as the Forms are made solid on the earth, and Moonbars Channels the fury of the dead souls once again for the cloaking of Sallansasar and his 3 brothers, the Signal Tower flames are ignited. TommyD has sent a communication. Moonbars watches as Pookie, his trusted and half-lame pet Rip lizard charges up the slopes of the mountain. "Sit! Good boy! now DROP! DROP IT! Good boy!" Sratching Pookie's belly, Moonbars reads the message.

"Dear Moonbars, Fancy a NAP?"

"Fool! Pookie, Go home!" The small lizard, who for some reason failed to achieve the normally impressive height of his species and remains forever a 3 foot joke of a Rip Lizard, grunts and heads off towards Zenrin Palace, which can be seen towering over the mists of the Plain of Moonbarea.

"If TommyD thinks I am going to make a mockery of my preperations now, he is very much mistaken."