After Frosttusk had shared with the Storm Singers and Zhen Clan warriors that the Collectrix was apparently transforming her army of disunited tribal warriors into a bunch of fucking knock-off tinker toy soldiers, it was collectively decided that the smartest plan of action was to not sit around like a bunch of bums and wait for the inevitable assault.
Instead, it was decided that we were going to attack the Collectrix's base of operations before she could get her feet off the ground and do something even more stupid with her army of fucked-up knock-off cyborgs.
That plan took a bit of time to enact, though, as this was the first time in awhile that the Storm Singers had been on the attack.
People needed to be armed, given buffs, and the whole military shebang.
Which was fine by me, because I still needed time to emotionally process the past few hours or so.
Well, I needed to emotionally process one thing, but still.
