The new capital city of Mol Rehan, aptly named 'House of Mol Rehan' was full of energy and drive and the determination of its citizens was plain to see. This city was becoming a testament to the character of her inhabitants. The central part of the town with the churches and the elders hall had been raised, a most defensible position and awe inspiring. A place where decisions that would reverberate throughout the kingdom would be made.

Yet momentous decisions could come from many sources and in the shadow of the churches was the Gravy House, sometime work place, sometime tavern where the food was known to be very good. It was in here that Tonygreen, visiting from Mithril Hall had met with an old friend Rudie. Both Tony and Rudie were drinking and their tales were growing taller and taller to the amusement of the other patrons.

"Those black light fools at Ebony Vail wouldn't notice if a troll came knocking at their front door!" Tony proudly stated. He then regaled Rudie with a recent escapade where he, Goldfishmoo and Clover had started building their own bridge from a nearby island towards Ebony Vail. Rudie cocked an eyebrow and asked  "why do their work for them?". Tony laughed at this and corrected his friend, "no no no....... The bridge wasn't to enter Ebony Vail, just to get close enough". "Close enough for what?" asked Rudie. When Tony replied with "My Catapult" Rudie almost choked on his beer. After his laughter died down he looked at his old friend and said "you are one crazy son of a "

Tony took a long pull on his drink "If you don't take a risk, how can you make the gains? The bigger the risk, the greater the gain. If it works of course" Rudie pondered on this and asked how big a risk would Tony take. "Whatever it takes man...... whatever it takes......." was the reply as Tony made an expansive gesture spilling beer everywhere. "Bigger than stealing a caravel?" asked Rudie "Sure............ " replied Tony, "way bigger man, something that would blow their minds".

Both continued to drink but something had taken root in Tony's thoughts, what would blow the minds of Ebony Vale and their emperor Daolin? Chancellor Horton had been raising towers for the kingdom from the Drain Me stockade so the kingdom borders were actually quite close to Ebony Vale. The black lighters had also taken a hit when one of their major warriors, DoctorChaos, got himself trapped in the Jenn Kellon lands. Another draught of the ale was consumed and Tony started to grin to himself. If the borders were far enough west he could start a new stockade looking down at Ebony Vale. When they discovered it then they would be livid. It might even allow him to set up for some fun piracy, Mithril Hall being a mountain city was not the best place for ships and Tony did like his ships, other peoples even more so!

Gathering a few friends Maximus, VioletAnn and Goldfishmoo, Tony staggered out of the Gravy House into the fresh air. A clear night, the stars were bright above and gave enough light to travel by, a good omen. Mounting their horses they rode down to the Drain Me stockade and then west along the unfinished road, slowing the further west they travelled until they were looking down at the large lake in which Ebony Vale sat. Things were quiet, surprisingly so and though the mycellium was abundant there was an empty feel to the area. Tony knew that the champion Nadroj was spending time around the north side of the lake trying to root out any black lighters and their influence in that area. The attention of Ebony Vail was thus to the north on their own trapped champion and that of Mol Rehans newest to have aspired to and attained that lofty status.

Tony and his friends started building the new town, opening a mine and building the walls quickly. The inner defences went up fast, everyone worked with purpose and focus, but things stayed quiet. As the hours passed no one could believe they had achieved so much without resistance. The alcohol had long since worn off but the daring mood that had fueled Tony's actions was still in full force. The bridge he'd been making had been broken by Ebony Vale, but not badly and they were close to it, tantalisingly close. He knew he had to go check things out, yet another risk on top of many others but he was riding his luck to the utmost.

Sneaking down to the lakeside he crossed the water and made his way carefully through the mycellium and thorn bushes. It was then that he realised the reward that his efforts had already granted him. This area, so close to Ebony Vale, capital of the Horde of the Summoned was a part of the lands of Mol Rehan! He knew without doubt that as soon as this fact was discovered by the black lighters to the north then they would fix the situation, with sword and fire and any other means necessary. He had one chance and one chance only to take the biggest risk he'd ever taken. Rushing back to the unfinished stockade he was pleased to see that the inner walls were complete and the stockade defended well enough. Calling everyone to him he explained the new plan. A new stockade on the island south of Ebony Vale, literally on their doorstep.

After the initial shock of such audacity wore off the group moved swiftly. A messenger was sent back to Home of Mol Rehan to request additional bodies to help with a new tower and to protect the new stockade before Ebony Vale could react. Loading all the resources they still had into the carts they moved as quietly as possible towards the enemy. The stars, still shining brightly in the sky seemed to urge them on, to do their work before dawn's light revealed them. The group moved as close as they dared, they could clearly see the guards of Ebony Vale patrolling the buildings and even in the lake around the island town. Tony turned around to his friends and founded the town of Knock Knock "I don't know who is going to siege who" he laughed "but there is gonna be one hell of a siege coming up" With that everyone fell to the back breaking work of raising the stockade walls and building yet another tower. The messenger finally returned with everyone who could be spared from the work on House of Mol Rehan and the work continued at an ever faster pace. Everyone was determined that this opportunity would not be wasted. Even resources from as far as Whosville sent by Frostbite were co-opted for this endeavour.

When dawn finally came the inhabitants of Ebony Vale woke to a shocking sight. On the island to the south was a tower of the kingdom of Mol Rehan and beside that tower a stockade manned by her warriors, walls and gates so close they could see the expressions on their enemies faces. These enemies were in high spirits and shouting defiance at the Horde's capital but none could match the huge grin that Tony aimed at Rudie.... "how's that for taking a risk?" Though they had a siege ahead of them with deaths on both sides to come, the moment was almost perfect. "You are just plain crazy Tony" Rudie replied. "Awwww man.... you know me too well.... think they've any good ships in there?" grinned Tony.