Today, the resistance sent out a radio message to all forces in the area:
"This is Captain Froth of the Spredronian Resistance. My previous superior was killed during a rockslide. In an effort to preserve our nation, we surrender to the invaders on one condition: that Brewdomia and Sorgan leave our waters. If you do this, we will be able to hold peace talks for the good of what's left of our nation. Brewdomia and Sorgan may send representatives to the peace talks if they wish, but the nation is now under Griffincrest control."
Spredronia has finally cracked. The Resistance has given up. The war is over.
(OoC: In an effort to keep my nation from being steamrolled I'm surrendering.
However, that means Brewdomia leaves. And so do you Sorgan. AND you, New Manth. It's over.)
