The species are starting to meet! The humans have met with the lizardmen, and the dwarves with the elves. The avians are still secluded on their island and for some reason, Exitium has told OGG not to explore past the mountain range that separates them from the others.

The two pairs have created symbiotic relationships. The lizardmen give the humans fish in exchange for fruit (Primis told them how to grow crops), while the elves hunt wild animals for dwarven tools. I like where this is going. Soon, they’ll all be together, using their strengths to accommodate for other species’ weaknesses. It’ll be beautiful!

Unless, of course, disaster strikes. As in, I send a giant earthquake to the dwarven mountains, sealing off all of the entrances. The elves will have to pull out the boulders, ‘else the dwarves will starve to death.

For the humans, I’m going to send a disease to their farms. The cure is found in the lizardmen swamps. It’s up to them to find it and give it to their friends.

These disasters could kill most of the humans and dwarves, while weakening the elves and lizardmen, but there is a reason. I love to see them scurry around! It’s so much fun to watch them run around in panic, screaming at the top of their lungs. Ok, only a few of them did that. Some of them are praying to their gods, and a few are trying to find solutions on their own.

I’m going to meditate for another century, and see if the avians can escape their island.