Well, I can only thank Old Man of UO for inspiring me to follow his lead, he's quite the herder. I found such pleasure in his posting of his Ki-Rin army as it decimated the Orc camp, I just had to run out and see how far I could get my own herd. I lucked onto the Oaks Spawn just as the Ki-Rins were spawning and knew this to be a good omen. I gathered up a small brigade and decided to wander as far as my troops would take me. We headed west along the southern shore of Ilshen Lake and stopped for rest at Lakeshire. The Meer Captain was suitably impressed by the discipline of my marching mass. I could see he wished to call his troops and join our ranks, but I guess his duties required him to defend Lakeshire. We travelled on Northwesterly from there through the slim pass below the River of Unity and towards the Shrine of Justice. Several holligans there saw fresh blood and began to attack me, but were quickly overwhelmed, leaving many imp headless and reaper remains to the hungry herd of horses. It took some small effort to regain my ranks and run past the Shrine and soon we were at the great entrance to Mistas. A few Juka were hidden in the forests outside and lasted only slightly longer than the headless and imps, and reforming ranks again we marched into Mistas. The abandoned city held one Golem alone within its walls, so we quickly marched southward towards the Shrine of Honesty. Unimpressed with the imps near Justice and remembering more of the same near Honesty, I wasn't anxious to enter another small spawn that would wreak havoc on my troops discipline. And so I headed unto the Cyclops' Pyramid. An occasional Ettin would senselessly attempt to hide from our army, but soon enough we'd kept our way and were through the tunnel and into the crumbling home of the Cyclops and Titan. My army quickly began a full assault on the inhabitants and I became so overwhelmed with looting the spoils I must admit my failure as a Commander. Although the troops were quite capable of destroying all the spawn within the Pyramid, even the Paragons, I let them disperse too far and wide and soon they began to fall to the heavy spawn of increasingly more powerful foe. I'm certain if I had kept better reign over my troops, encouraging them to stay together and grouped in a smaller area, where their numbers would have supported each other against the powerful Paragon Titans spawning quickly, that they would have lasted much longer. But the corpses were so thick I could only think of the gold I would miss if I didn't quickly loot them. Perhaps the next great march may be led by someone more capable, and would I ever enjoy seeing such a report here.