Myst 
the Little, returned to the campsite after refreshing themselves in the bushes. They stopped in their tracks and stared agape, " : O " at the colorful battlefield map and it’s changes since… well since they fell asleep trying to follow the finer theorem-based logical arguments.
“Oh my goodness! What’s going on? Everyfing ees so messy, and clumpy!”
Myst looked at the grim projections by Master @Vsotvep 
, and estimated the status of the landscape:
“Oh deaw…” An aide came by and updated Myst on the situation, and indicated the location on the map that was proposed for Myst to send his people:
“What?! Do they think my peopwe are pebbwes to toss to deh sea? Do they tink I’m a joke?!” Myst swung they’re fist in an arc of fury, knocking an antique salt shaker over, spilling it onto the table.
Myst bowed they’re head, their face somber a tear in their eye. “I came to dis wand to make fwiends…”
A moment passes. Myst turns and raises their head, brow furrowed in determination. "I came to dis wand to make fwiends! And I have! I now know trwee friends, and we can work togethew to secure dis land for teh good of us all! I wefuse to throw my peopwe to deh swaughtew while there are big moves to be made!
“I propose to join the gweat wawwiow @Barbanaira 
on the fiewd of battwe and expand our tewwitowy to deh norf at L7!”
“If @Jon_Ko 
is not a fwiend then we defend fwom his appwoach. I suggest @yebellz 
secuwe against @NeilAgg 
to deh west at E4, instead of risking lives at N11. If @Gia 
wishes to prove she is a fwiend she may test her mettwe against deh dark wizawd @Leira 
hersewf. Shouwd she succeeds it will be a boon to our side, if not den deh enemy will make wowse dere awfuw shape. Eithew way we will make the wand fertiwe for our last friend.
Who’s wiff me?!” >: D
As the cheers from Myst’s followers die down, Myst removes their jaunty tri-point cap and wipes their brow. “All dis sewiousness is gibing me a head-ache. I need cookies.” : <
(Ahh… this was a lot of fun. Thanks @NeilAgg for the encoragement 
)