Horteus Shplee, general of the Borphean army, was a shrewd strategist. In 396 BE, he met the forces of Pheebor in the southern plains of Egreth. The enemy stood on the northern side of the deep ravine that contained the One River. Horteus' men took their place on the southern side. The two armies charged, swords drawn. But the excitement of the moment was quickly doused when both sides reached the river and were forced to dive in and paddle awkwardly towards each other. Instead of meeting in the glorious clash of steel that all had hoped for, it appeared more like a graceless collision of drowning fools. The armies splashed frantically at each other, hardly noticing the effect of the river’s strong current. An effect that General Shplee had been counting on.

The cluster of bobbing heads drifted rapidly downstream towards Borphee, where a battalion of Shplee’s men waited with a stockade of granite rocks. As the soldiers floated by, the battalion tossed the rocks at the Pheeborian army, apparently enjoying themselves enormously in the process and not worrying too much about the many Borphean soldiers that were mixed in with the bunch. This tactic proved quite successful, and is credited with bringing a very quick end to what would have likely ended up being a long and pointless war. After this victory, the armies of Borphee sacked and razed Pheebor.