Atlantis 3.0: Times 28 From: Geoff Dunbar <gdunbar@prankster.com> Date: Sun, 22 Dec 1996 00:00:00 +0000 Subject: Atlantis 3.0: Times 28 Atlantis 3.0 Times April, 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Email admin30@prankster.com with game issues. Visit http://www.prankster.com (or email atlantis@prankster.com) for information or to join. No turn next week (December 29th). I may or may not check email for the next week, so if I don't seem responsive, it's because I am on vacation. If you wish to keep playing, please be sure to explicitly let me know, even if you paid with a Visa card before. If you are sending a check (no need to email in this case), the address is: Merry Prankster Games 15600 NE 8th St Suite B1 #351 Bellevue WA 98008-3900 USA ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eggman's Fifth Riddle: On earth there's a warrior of curious origin. He's created, gleaming, by two dumb creatures for the benefit of men. Foe bears him against foe to inflict harm. Women often fetter him, strong as he is. If maidens and men care for him with due consideration and feed him frequently, he'll faithfully obey them and serve them well. Men succour him for the warmth he offers in return; but this warrior will savage anyone who permits him to become too proud. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the stuffy confines of a ratty downtown apartment three men went through the motions of basic combat forms. Weaving in sequence the men steadily carried out the forms through to their full completion. After several minutes the men stopped, saluted, and awaited the judgment of their leader. The Commander returned their salute, they has passed. The Commander was now confident that they has achieved the first level of the art of combat. The atleast knew enough to prevent themselves from being killed by some rouge low level asassin or thieving waif. With these basic skills he could leave them to wander the city confident that they would be relatively safe. For his part, the general only looked relieved. He virtually ran from the room, anxious to return to his books of war. Afteall, he did style himself a general, and he meant to become one. Never mind that he had know troops to leave, and no more skill than a petty barbarian warlord. Still, he had achieved some basic knowledge, and the sooner he began his studies the sooner he would achieve the next level of strategic and tactical mastery. He would ignore the General's hast withdrawal, this once. If he ever left his presence without asking again....there would be trouble. As for the two asassins, they were a diffrent matter entirely. Strutting arond the small room all puffed up in their newfound skill they played out a mock duel, cursing and laughing in a odd state of evil glee. He would end that. "You two stop that crap, and get out of here. I expect you to begin your further development of stealth. Report to me in one month, and do be prepared for a test of your skills" With two snaped off salutes, the two fools departed for unknown locations. He cared not where they chose to live, as long as they stayed loyal. As they left the room, his apprentice mage emerged from the shadows, a look of exitement etched on his face. "Master" the young apprentice began "I have mastered my first magical art." Lifting his arms into the air the young mage conjured a spark of flame into existencebetween his hands. Growing in size, the spark seemed to engulf the sorrounding air, until a good sized ball of fire floated in the air in the middle of the room. "Enough!" the Commander shouted. "Do you mean to burn the entire complex down around us you fool?" Hastily, the young man dropped his hands, the ball collapsed into nothing immediatly. "You have learned well, but not be to eager. Tomorrow I shall begin to teach you more subtle magical flows, subtle patterns that give you more control over han the brute strength flows you have learned until now. LEave me now, and return tomorrow morning prepared for intensive study" "Yes, Master" the apprentice replied eagerly. With a flurish the young man was gone from the room. The Commander contemplated the development of his inner circle. He was pleased, they were progressing quickly, better than he had dared hope. But still not good enough. Looking in his single desk droor he solemly nodded at the low pile of silver. He was running low on funds, very low. The time had come to expand the development of his group. He would need some workers, some loyal followers to earn him a montly income. An income to continue thew development of his inenr circle. After all, months of hard training required cold hard funds, lot of funds. Lots of silver. He would begin recruiting from the ranks of the citys poor, he would recruit a small amount at first, and build from their. Not enough to attract attention. No, he must build up slowly. But that would come later. Tonight he would study. Reaching into the astral plan the Commander channeled a flow of magic and was pleased. His twomonths of study into the mastery of magical forces had payed off. Now he could wield a much greater amount of magic in his flows, making his spells much more effective. With his new found magical strength, he couold now flex his magical muscles. Sighing, he let the powerful flow slip away back into the astral realms. He had much studying to do. He had attained greater magical strength, but he must learn to weave the new flows into more subtle means. Reaching for a newly purchased volume, he opened to its first intricately written page. The book was entitled 'Fire : Greater mastery, greater volume, greater control' He tore into reading to book with a vengeance. He would sleep little that night. A broad grin split his face, he enjoyed absorbing this new found knowledge. Within a couple of months he would wield much greater control over the element of fire. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ kill - Killer - KILLEST Coming soon to a gate near you (wts) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ .. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: Atlantis 3.0 Report (Turn 36) North Pole Faction (555) (Trade 4, Magic 1) December, Year 3 Account balance: $0.00 Warning: Your balance is paid for less than four more turns. Please make arrangements with the Gamemaster to extend your balance if you wish to keep playing. Faction Status: Tax Regions: 0 (00) Trade Regions: 1 (25) Mages: 1 (1) Errors during turn: St Nicholas (10048): GIVE: Unit is naughty. Elf workers (12041): PRODUCE: Not enough. Events during turn: Reward of 50 silver. Reindeer Trainer (11441): Claims $56. [snipped] tundra (0,0) in Restricted Zone, contains North Pole [town], 1899 peasants (snow elves), $8738. ------------------------------------------------------------ It is winter this month; it will be winter next month. Wages: $19 (Max: $6215). Wanted: 153 grain [GRAI] at $27, 126 livestock [LIVE] at $21, 92 fish [FISH] at $20, 11 wagons [WAGO] at $204, 18 wood [WOOD] at $168. For Sale: 12 horses [HORS] at $56, 224 snow elves [NELF] at $54, 44 leaders [LEAD] at $108. Entertainment available: $2636. Products: 23 grain [GRAI], 2 flying reindeer [FREI], 15 plastic [PLAS]. + There is a portal here (0 of 325). * St Nicholas (10048), North Pole Faction (555), avoiding, behind, revealing faction, old elf [OELF], 25000 silver [SILV], sleigh [SLEI], 12 flying reindeer [FREI], 1 flying red-nosed reindeer [FRNR]. Skills: stealth [STEA] 5 (450), observation [OBSE] 5 (450), [snipped] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Twas the turn before christmas, when all through the house [1] Not a creature (Faction 2) was stirring, not even a [MOUS]; The [STOC] were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Nicholas (10048) soon would be there; The [CHIL] were nestled all snug in their [BEDD], While visions of [SUGP] danced in their heads; And mamma in her [KERC], and I in my [CAPP], Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the [BEDD] to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutter and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature [SLEI], and eight tiny [FREI], With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St Nicholas (10048). More rapid than [EAGL] his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; "Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN! On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" As dry [LEAF] that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house [1] -top the coursers they flew, With the [SLEI] full of [TOYY], and St Nicholas (10048) too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, Down the chimney St Nicholas (10048) came with a bound. He was dressed all in [FURR], from his head to his foot, And his [CLOT] were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of [TOYY] he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his [PACK]. His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a [CHRY]! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a [LBOW], And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a [PIPE] he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a [WREA]; He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of [JELY]. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly [OELF], And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the [STOC]; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the [CHIM] he rose; He sprang to his [SLEI], to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a [THIS]. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ For sale : One enemy Alliance, slightly soiled, defeated magnificantly, scattered verbal resistance. Serious offers only. Contact the SEP for more info. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ *****BROTHERHOOD OF TWEE DISCOVERS AIF PLOT**** It has come to our notice that several members of the illegal party known only as the 'AIF' have been using email accounts to post their Atlantis turns. Whilst there is no actual rule against this practice I'm sure every moral minded citizen of Atlantis will join with me in condeming this obviously unfair practice which has given this now defunct group of terrorists such an unfair advantage. Ric Ministor Of Sour Grapes Brotherhood Of Twee ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Brotherhood Of Twee World Tour - At re-education centre near you soon! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sigmund thought his beard gave him a dignified and professional air. Well worth the money, pain and time he had spent at the clinic having it transplanted from the only bodily region where elves have hair. He stroked the few sad tufts of short curly hair in a contemplative gesture before addressing his patient... "These violent impulses of yours are merely a manifestation of father-son rivalry" he assured "once you resolve this deeper conflict these outbursts will soon abate" Farelf restrained himself from enacting an impulse to impel his therapist skywards and lay back on the couch trying to sleep. He was required to attend these sessions as part of an out of court settlement with his crippled ex-advisor, imposed on him by his sister. At least this was better than the alternative, he sighed. Surely only group therapy with a bunch of orcs, each one telling the others he isn't *really* violent by nature but merely a product of his environment could be worse than this. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Meanwhile in the city. Gavrilo is scanning the Times for any vague reference or unlikely coincidence which might be made to fit his latest conspiracy theory. He read on... - ------------------------------------------------------------------------ GIMME 50 SILVER - ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ...surely some sinister meaning lurked within those few desperate words. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Demon Stalkers are out and about, so be careful. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Merry Christmas, Psycho Santa is coming to get you!! It doesn't matter whether you've been bad or good, becuase Psycho Santa is pure evil!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ TO The Priests of Muldoon FROM The SEP Anywhere we see you, we will attack! The only way is for you to LEAVE. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quick, XO, find me a different map. We're heading in the wrong direction. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Look what you get to play with in the underworld.... Attackers: Demons (4579), 46 imps [IMP] (Combat 3, Hits 1), 5 demons [DEMO] (Combat 4, Hits 10), balrog [BALR] (Combat 6, Hits 200). and I thought the Dragons were exciting enough ;-) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Too many ants means too much sugar. Cover your food. Do dragons eat ants? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ LAND HO! LAND HO! I tell you that can't be land, we've just set sail. What direction were we suppost to be going sir? I've told you already, we're sailing southeast, just left of the rising sun. What hemisphere is this sir? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Golden Empire (189): And so spake the BOT: > As the great prophet P'ri C'mo said, "Weep not for me, for I am weak and > will surely perish in the great chaos that is life. But the Brotherhood > I have helped forge shall live for eternity." > And thus have you learnt the two great lessons of the Universe. I'm afraid I'm going to have to agree on the first point as proclaimed by the prophet P'ri C'mo. I'm just as happy in knowing that the fate of the prophet's faction will pretty much match that of he himself. > Life isn't fair. What would you know ? > The Brotherhood of Twee is. I rest my case. Lord Kadarishi Supreme Ruler Golden Empire "Does anyone have GATE 5?" (Hey , this is fun, let's all post this question next time) How about: "The winds of war are growing stronger ..." (A truly inspired statement, where do they get them ?!?) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Atziluth. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ What do you know? I'm still here. Against the odds, I survived (now won't I look silly if no one reads this becuase my faction no longer exists). ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Paw, Them folk's a Shorty's are statin' to put out more trade good evry day. Maw ------------------------------------------------------------------------ See Lucky: Lucky (14719), behind, high elf [HELF], horse [HORS] See Lucky be stoopid: Lucky (14719) attacks Dragon Fangs (6927) Run Lucky, run: Lucky (14719) is routed! See Lucky die: Lucky (14719) loses 876. Members of the Dark Legion, don't let poor Lucky's death be in vain. Learn from his tragedy. It's not nice to stir up trouble, especially when you have no idea who you're up against. Go home to your sandbox and quit pissing off the big boys. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Members from 3 factions ran aground our part. But we are not assassins ! The wind blows again in their sail. But now they know the way to heaven. Ereadil, the Great Healer. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The defenders raised their swords into the desert sun in victory! The first wave of oncoming attackers had been repulsed, and with minimal losses! Now they would drive the evil dogs back to the hell they came from! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Redswift Scouting and Trading company now Greystar's Royal Troops. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chronicles of The Tribe Halkirk is starting to get crowded. What can we do to keep growing if we are limited in our expansion capability? Gate jump? Sail? Those are the two ideas that come to mind as the continent seems pretty much mapped out - and pretty much occupied already. Are there any boats for sale in Halkirk? Please contact The Tribe if you have one. Paulo, Parrot-man of The Tribe (123) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ How come nothing has killed me yet? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Helsicke Star/Enquirer Issue #2 Price: 50 SILV Verguin - A reliable source close to ACME reported that GALE's lead citizen has been implicated in a plot to smuggle mithril to the henious UNCLE alliance. It is also rumored that faction (117) has secretly been a member of UNCLE since turn 1. When asked to comment to the GALE Assembly, the GE reportedly said "What do you think I am stupid? Everyone know it's much more practical to smuggle mithril swords!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ And the people welcomed the Knights to the town of Sandwick. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A Soldier's Christmas --------------------- T'was the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give, And to see just who in this home did live. I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands. With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, A sober thought came through my mind. For this house was different, it was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder, Not how I pictured a United States soldier. Was this the hero of whom I'd just read? Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? I realized the families that I saw this night, Owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight. Soon 'round the world the children would play, And grown-ups would celebrate a bright Christmas day. They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year, Because of the soldiers, like the one lying here. I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone, On a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home. The very thought brought a tear to my eye, I dropped to my knees and started to cry. The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice, "Santa don't cry, this life is my choice; I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more, My life is my God, my Country, my Corps." The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep, I couldn't control it, I continued to weep. I kept watch for hours, so silent and still, And we both shivered from the cold night's chill. I didn't want to leave on that cold, dark night, This Guardian of honor so willing to fight. Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure, Whispered, "Carry on Santa, it's Christmas Day, all is secure." One look at my watch, and I knew he was right, Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night. Share this with someone you know, for we all have friends who will be securing freedom somewhere in the world over Christmas. May the Lord bless them and keep them safe this Christmas season. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sleep. I desperately need some... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The lands around us are bountiful. Full of ore, stone, horses, and lush forests. It would take years to realize the potential around us. Several towns are nearby with trade markets and lots of citizens waiting to be liberated. Life is good. However, my apprentice has dwelved into the necromatic ways. Death is good, too. Seekers of the Way (218) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Great Oath Novitiate - As the drug begins to take effect and you begin to enter your meditative state you gradually lose your awareness of the mundanity around you. As the stars overhead sparkle and the Stone of Parcelsus begins to chill and glitter your senses begin to prickle in anticipation. Closing your eyes and breathing more shallowly your heart begins to beat more slowly, rythmically.... in time with the all encompasing rythm that governs Arda .... still, despite The Enemys efforts. Arda, encircled by Ekkaia which is itself surrounded by The Walls of Night, still lives and pulses in harmony with the Ainulindale. The Great Song transcends all, beyond Good and Evil and greater than the sum of its parts. Beyond the Walls lie The Void and the Timeless Halls. It is within the Void that Morgoths restless spirit now stirs again, once he even defied The One and attempted to force his way through the Doors of Night but was prevented. In your enlightened state you see the animation of Ea, The Creation, by The Secret Flame. It too flickers with a rythm and purpose derived from The Ainulindale. This Flame Imperishable will continue to burn after the Second Music is sung (> a second Ainulindale<) by the Ainur and will remain as a witness to the passing of Elf, Dwarf and long, long away, Man. But Mandos will also wait, watch and eventually collect all those souls that have ever lived and died on Arda. Charged to measure the worth of every mortal soul that has ever existed, that *will* ever exist, Mandos, like the Ainulindale that is as much part of him as he of it, transcends Good and Evil ... impassionate and cold like The Stone of Parcelsus ... He sees all. His theme within The Ainulindale is harmony, balance and equality. Neither desirous of great Good nor Great Evil, Mandos duty to The One is to ensure freedom and harmony. Standing on The Stone you feel the weight of His responsibility come crushing down on you, like a planet on an ant. Overwhelmed, you sink to the stone to be ground to dust by the weight of Mandos duty. Having to overcome your own fears and doubts you must remould yourself ; stronger, harder and more resiliant, like forged steel. But you must also become more dispassionate and coldly intellectual. That does not mean you become humorless or able to ignore evil but should and must rationalise the nature of evil before you hastily attempt to destroy it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The west shall be ours! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Does anyone have GATE 5? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The ship is ready, now it is time for us to join our brothers and sisters. Long Live the Emperor ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aha we're at war again ! The Priests Of Muldoon have declared war on our small alliance. How shall we survive ? Will the hordes of PoM soldiers overwhelm our meagre forces ? Quick flee my children ! To the hills ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alors Karuna, on prend un cafe...pour commencer? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is 50 silver. Though death to all of my enemies would also be acceptable. Milk and cookies are waiting for you. Please be careful of the dragons flying around at night, I hear they like to eat Reindeer and fat old men. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Black Hawk Society ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Bluffer had finally made it. GALE central, Helsicke, center of the world, home to a great number of great races, factions and clans. And so to Spleen Central he advanced to, at long last, deliver his report. But the Spleenmonger was busy. Something about some new vents. Come back after the holidays, he was told. Holidays? What holidays? Why them Shortie holidays of Crismanewyear, of course! "Bah! Humbug!" grumbled the Postman. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Holiday gifts for all of my Atlantis brethren: I hereby relinquish all claims to my territories . ------------------------------------------------------------------------ HI Geoff ! First of all, Merry Xmas & Happy New Year to you and all Faction reading this message ! Second, I would like that the game still play during this two week, because some guy like me are working all this two week and so want to have the pleasure to receive our report ! Thanks THE BLACK MOON ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Rising Star" A star rises in the north. The day of war aproaches. Soon blood will flow freely as freely as taxes all across Atlantis. A stranger comes! A stranger awaits. One of them has stared into the eye of chaos and blinded it. And feasts on the evils that seek to destroy him. He has waded into the sea of humanity and has come out dripping with pain. Pain quickens his nerves, envenoms his blade. A star rises in the south. The day of war aproaches. Soon blood will flow freely as freely as taxes all across Atlantis. Stranger! Before you strike, dare not to lift your guard, one wrong move will be fatal. Is it too late? Fear not, it is! Soldiers are trained to kill, Assassins are trained to die. Warriors learn to survive, Cowards learn to hide. A star rises in the east. The day of war aproaches. Soon blood will flow freely as freely as taxes all across Atlantis. Who is more foolish? The jester or the fooled? Fear that which knows no fear. Heed that which bids not to be heeded. A star rises in the west. The day of war aproaches. Soon blood will flow freely as freely as taxes all across Atlantis. A General marshalls his forces for war. A Pretender throws his troops onto the fire. A wave sets to break, and crash upon the shore. A match sets to light, and blaze into a pyre. A star has risen, It lights the nighttime sky. It challenges the darkness. All sense it dares defy. The Star has risen. The day of war is here. Blood now flows freely as freely as taxes all across Atlantis. --Brother Ismail ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Land Ho! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Glorious Organization of Divineship, Monthly News ------------------------------------------------- GOD is a peaceful alliance located around Jotel. The members are Roses On White Lace (91) & Elves of Essedail (93) SINES CONQUERED! Last month's positive reports have been confirmed. After a short slaughter, no GOD losses were suffered. BATTLE IN ZAALSEHUUR! Innocent people ran for cover last month, as sinister COBRA mages bagan throwing fireballs all over the city. However, they paid the price of bad planning; 86 dead attackers were found amongst the 120 city guard corpses. @@@ WE WISH YOU ALL A MERRY CHISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR @@@ WWW: Afraid of the unknown? Don't be, Check out GOD HQ at http://www.student.tdb.uu.se/~m96thd/GOD *Contains THE BEST MONSTERGUIDE in Atlantis* --------------------------------------------------------------------- GOD can be reached at m96thd@student.tdb.uu.se <except 961218-970105> ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quote of the Month: ------------------ Ivonova: "I am not letting them leave here without saying yes." Marcus: "Really? And how do you propose stopping them, perhaps a big red and white sign with the word STOP on it. I'll put a bucket on my head and pretend to be the ancient Vorlon God Bujee." Ivonova: "That's it!" Marcus: "Fine I'll get a bucket." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A running we will go!!!! A running we will go!!!!? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The D-Day draws near... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Can spam be made of spleens, I think I'v been spammed with spleen. If spam were made of spleen, would spam still be the most popular food we've ever seen? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The winds of war are growing stronger ... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Efficient Empire (119): Trade Concerns (part 2) I am a little concerned that market forces may also = cause a problem for trade factions. I have been active in a town for the about a year. No = one else has appeared anywhere nearby, so I am confident = that I am the only one selling in the town's longbow market. The raw data on the longbow market is below: Turn Demand Price Sales Sales(%) Price Price = (nmbr) of dmnd drop drop(%) 14(-) 18 87 0 0 0 0.00 15 18 87 0 0 0 0.00 16 18 87 10 56 2 2.30 17 18 85 0 0 -1 -1.18 18 18 86 18 100 4 4.65 19 18 82 18 100 3 3.66 20 18 79 18 100 3 3.80 21 18 76 12 67 1 1.32 22 18 75 18 100 2 2.67 23 18 73 18 100 2 2.74 24 19 71 0 0 -4 -5.63 25 18 75 18 100 2 2.67 26 18 73 18 100 2 2.74 27 19 71 orders due this turn The 7 turns that I met 100% of the demand the average = price drop was $2.5 and the percent drop was 3.5%. The price = did not recover much when I cut back or skipped sales. The = long term concern is that trade factions will be unable to = support themselves by sales to a town's market, due to price = collapse. Does anyone else have any data on markets? These = initial data points inply that it may be possible to = maintain a stable price by meeting 50-66% of the demand. Bill , Efficient Empire (WLarson730@aol.com) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Apparently, If you declare creatures(faction 2) unfriendly and have units in a hex on guard... you will NOT block units of creatures from entering the hex and you will not start combat with the creatures(they aren't advancing I guess.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Blair was concerned by the reports coming in from the west. The border had been quiet for months, and she'd thought the strangers across the isthmus would abide by their word. Alas, it seems nowadays people like to play their wargames with deceit and outright lies. Personally, Blair had never found that honesty had restricted her enjoyment of wargaming; one could just as easily not say anything to a neighbor and then destroy them by surprise, as lie about one's intentions and attack anyway. Anyway, Blair started composing messages to be sent out to the allied population centers calling for aid. The elf runners would spread the word far and wide within days, and an appropriate response would be swiftly formulated. Surely, the strangers had not mistaken trust (and, admittedly, an unhealthy measure of complacency) for weakness and inability. That would be a bad mistake... * * * * * Elsewhere, Jeanine had just finished interviewing the third, and last candidate. This one hadn't been able to summon enough mystical power to light a candle, let alone open gaping portals through the ether. Definitely, the first candidate, Emile, had been the best one. She dutifully began composing her report to the leader. She'd present the report to him formally in his office, and then surely he'd ask her for more information later under much more informal circumstances. * * * * * Raul was exasperated. Once again, the other students in class had out-done him. It was infuriating: which of these wimps had tasted blood in battle (or afterward, but that's another issue entirely), or seen the smoke and confusion of a pillaged jungle? But still, they seemed to have a better grasp of battlegrounds, arraying troops, and stuff like that. And it was trebly frustrating to have one's own mother as the instructor. Apparently, try as he might, he wasn't going to find a substitute for plain old hard studying. Raul sighed heavily as he pulled his study text from the shelf. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Accord Ltd. (191): An open letter to the leaders of New Atlantis: Ladies, Gentlemen, I have recently been approached by quite a number of factions seeking transportation to the Wide World. Given this overwhelming demand for directed Gatejump, I am compiling a list of possible service providers. I hope that the entire GateMage community will rise to the challenge. Would everyone please drop me a note letting me know how many mages of Gate4/5 you have at your disposal? If you are willing to help ferry other factions, please include info on what you might consider fair compensation for this service. Even if you are only willing to transport members of your own alliance, please indicate this. Many of those in need are new factions and this information may positively impact their choice of alliance. As always, I appreciate your help in making this service available to all. The Gate Community has a well-deserved reputation for giving freely of its time and knowledge to help others. --Eric Accord Ltd. Industrial Revolution founder ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cheesy Joke Corner: The Chairman of the Board of a well-known private school was invited to talk to the student body. "Well, all right," asked the chairman. "What subject would you like me to talk about?" The headmaster replied, "It would be very helpful if you give them a talk about sex." After a little hesitation, the chairman accepted. But when he got home, he didn't quite dare to tell his wife the subject he was given, so he told a little white lie: "I was asked to talk on sailing." His wife seemed puzzled, but the conversation moved on to other things. A few days later, a school parent remarked to the chairman's wife, "Your husband made a wonderful talk to the student body." "I'm amazed," said the wife. "He's only done it three times. The first time he got sick to his stomach. The second time his hat blew off. And the third time his foot got caught in the sheet." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 50 sil ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Why oh why oh why! Why when I gain more money the price of qwhat I want to buy rises in = price. Why oh why oh why! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ .. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Does anyone have ARTI 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Geoff, When reviewing bids from caterers vying for the opportunity to host the Atlantis 3 Christmas party, we would respectfully like to request that you reject the low-ball bid from the Peruvian outfit. Thank you. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yee-hoo! Now that's a barbeque! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello, here i am ! The sun of ulmo is happy, but the "Serials" are boring me !!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Merry Christmas! May you get everything you want, (except the destruction of my faction...). ------------------------------------------------------------------------ What is more dangerous than a dragon? Overconfidence. Just ask Lucky. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lord I have just had it confirmed, the relief ship from Dunster has been taken in ambush and all hands killed. However the wandering Mage that arrived by gate last month has agreed to take some of our personel with him when he leaves this month along with the retiring faction who are travelling through our lands. A scout has appeared from the armies in pursute of them. But he is too late most of the ones he has been chasing are leaving with the Mage leaving behind a few minor forces. The Mage is apparently from another large faction. This could lead to some interesting times in the future. Do you wish to attack the destroyers of the relief ship, or leave there small forces till later in case the belong to a large faction? ... I shall obey my Lord Ancient One. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is a new power risin'... let the nameless beware! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Beginning the long ocean voyage. We're all going to be busy sailing & studying. This is not a cruise ship. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Darklords (113) Everybody is going away for cristmas and new year, well it is a busy time. I wonder what to celebrate in Atlantis ? New year is an option of course, after all the world were created there. Maybe a "Geoff's Day" then, hmmm, but were to put it anybody got any good ideas ? Henning Joergensen (c928740@student.dtu.dk) -------------------------------------------- http://www.kbar.dtu.dk/~c928740/welcome.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Im going on vacation for a week, so the Knights of the Black Rose will be on work,tax for the next two turns. Any mail will be replied to when I get home to new years eve. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I hope I get a dragon for christmas! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ War, war, war everywhere. At last, the FUN will begin ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Merry Christman and a happy new year ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Orkmag has a very peculiar feeling. All his experience as a footman in the Nameless Army hadn't prepared him for this before. It was as if he were standing in a place far, far away from his home in Graevbygd. And for some strange reason which he never understood, he suddenly shouted, "Happy New Year to all!" Three bowmen on patrol mistook him for a raging lunatic and immediately filled him with arrows. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The dwarf stood in the center of the Orc Village. He cleared his throat to speak as the Forty Guards surrounded him. 'By Order of the High Commisioner, this village is now under the protection of his greatness and taxes shall be payed immediately' The Orcs stood confused for a moment. Then one Orc burst into laughter. In a minute the whole village was laughing at the mad little dwarf. 'Lookee here Dwarf', the leader started, 'We no pay taxes. We kill instead!' The Orc Leader raised his sword to strike, and fell back with a crossbow bolt thru the throat. A great roar went up as the Nomads and Barbarians struck.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Oh please, oh please, don't let winter hit and get me stuck in this region with the dragon," the messenger boy said aloud. "Marsellus will kill me if I don't deliver the goods." "This might be a job for The Wolf." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Desert, desert, mountains and plains. My kingdom for a forest! Printing out my turn report kills a tree a week. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Merry Christmas! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Shadow Circle (6): >From the Office of the GALE Grand Marshall: The Grand Marshall wishes to thank UF - Smiths (6977) for their generous donation of stone and the Dark Workers (3618) for their donation of silver. These contributions will allow the completion of the GALE CDD Headquarters within 3 months. Glory to GALE!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Glass Chompers (65): The Brethren continue thier peaceful study and exploration. Soon another town will fall to thier forces making them stronger. Relationships with neighbors are still going well. I have managed to update some more info on my web pages, still somewhat behind though. Especially in the map area. Any mapping information you would like to share with the other players, please send it to me and I'll add it to my pages. http://www.kraby.pair.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We offered a flag of truce, but no riders came out to meetus. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Looking for a small castle for rent. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We asked the Buddha why the chicken crossed the road. The Buddha replied that by telling us that in asking this question we denied our own chicken nature. We were not enlightened. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Nasties are the pepper of the life, Let them come and we'll make them see who we are... Good day Edduard, Aragorn. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Does anyone have an estimate on the Fireball level of a Dragon and the number attacks per round? My current estimate is about 25 attacks with a lvl 3 fireball. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Big George looked at the book again. How could things have gone so wrong??? It was supposed to be a simple spell, but now the room was covered with what could only be described as round balls of fur. The trouble was, these balls of fur seemed alive. They purred constantly and ate everything in sight. What was he supposed to do to get rid of these things? Urgently, he wrote a note and sent a servant off to deliver it... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ****************** NEWS FROM THE SAILORS BROTHERHOOD ******************* The Sailors Brotherhood has now SEVERAL MEMBERS in the following areas: GRAEVBYGD, HELSICKE, RANTLU, DURNESS, RIGGENTHORPE, ALFARO, DORNOCH Half of the members are in fact spokesmen of Alliances, so our international community really counts a lot of people now. * No New Discovery reported this turn * The Hub The Sailors Brotherhood is now working with GALE and the IR. This community of 3 international guilds will soon become the best service provider on Atlantis!! LEGITIMATE YOUR DISCOVERIES by sharing them with the now official Sailors Brotherhood. DON'T SAIL IN THE DARK, join the brotherhood and you'll get cartographic information to help you decide where to go. Don't be the last sailor to join ! Contact cyrilb@microsoft.com. Participate to the World Community by joining the first International Organisation ! Pinpanikaye, King of the Minstrels. ************************************************************************ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Would anyone be interested in buying a longboat in the Rantlu/Durness area? ----- Happy New Year ----- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Augusta Perusia (258): Any indipendent new player in Helsicke? Join Deus ex machina, an all-italian (for now) alliance! please email to: bbacelli@matrix.it ------------------------------------------------------------------------ But yet not all who think they are mighty can see their own folly... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ OH p. boys, WE SEE YOU! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ SURPRISE, SURPRISE! The first submarine unit. A nice tribe who can move undetected underwater. But too less people to raise a combat force. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yes! New grass for our cattle, new land for our plough! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ultimatum, n. In diplomacy, a last demand before resorting to concessions. -- Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Make ready to repel boarders! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Diastrophism (83): For the benefit of everyone who does not have enough time to come up with even a simple Time submission, Diastrophism presents a generic Times submission: <Alliance Name> is evil. <Alliance Name> will die. The fifty silver I receive from this will make a difference in their downfall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Happy Christmas to Merry Prankster and to all Atlantis Factions. See you all in the new year. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dunster News Report: **************************************** *You have no land, chump. You have only what I have decided to give *you. Beware, little boy, lest you anger me further. We really thank you for the 24 plains, 6 jungles, 4 cities, and 1 town. All you took in return was 1 village and 6 desert hexes from us in trade. I think the one in the Liquor Cabinet has been General Tigh. As far as starving, think again. Do you think we expect to find enough silver to feed our army in the desert? We figured you would copy our tactics. You have been learning. The Dark Legion *And stay out of your daddy's liquor cabinet. *General Tigh ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We shall meet again. Do not think that this will be the last thing said on this subject. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We wish all our allies, neighbours and enemies and Happy Christmas and a Happy New Year. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Walaar was looking outside, the rain was'nt the only noise in the Helsicke's night. The leader of Augusta Perusia was thinking to his gold, Iulius was sleeping, with the hand on his sword. Tomorrow morning "Deus ex Machina" will exist! But tonight, well he was'nt thinking about it, Blavon was in his mind, banished and obliged to hide, no more at the head of Septentrion; bad, too bad, it's always difficult to find a real knight. And what about Ereadil, Septentrion's ruler since Blavon's banishment? Actualy, a very smart lady! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was alone in the Darkness. And I grew hungry. I was alone in the Darkness. And I grew cold. I was alone in the Darkness. And I cried. Then there came to me a sweet voice, a honey voice. Words of succor. Words of surcease. A woman, dark and lovely, with eyes that pierced the Darkness came to me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Blood and Spleens for my Lord Arioch. Especially Azthar's. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I'm the shadowdragons, and I'm out to exterminate every last tribal elf in atlantis! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Remove the $50 award now! Too many people (including myself) write garbage to the Times just to feed some stupid scouts. Then we can have a high overall quality in the Times for once. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Could the owner of the Raider units in Porthcawl swamp and the owner of TreeCutter and Merlin's Guards in Corran swamp please contact me? I would like to cooperate if you're interested. We can trade training and map-info. I'm looking for a place to set up business that isn't already used or claimed. If you do not answer I'll assume you're unfriendly and take precautions. I only want peace and quite to develop my units and the land. The Loremasters (224) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ACME Spleenmongers (117): Announcements from the Grand Assembly of Learned Elders and the office of the Grand Elder: More members! We are back up to 55. We even have a new member alliance "Deus ex machina" http://www.wolfe.net/~azthar/GALE/members.htm will tell you who we are. New factions interested coming to Helsicke and joining GALE are encouraged to contact any GALE member or the GALE Grand Elder at azthar@wolfenet.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Step on in and grab a cigar! It's that time again, time for Azthar's Smoking Wing. It's obvious there were no orcs involved in the harvesting of this month's spleen imports. They were well done before they got here. Most of them were totally charred. So, to the loyal follower of Lord Arioch, tell your master I will have plenty of spleens to spare. I'll save a few of these for him. They'll keep better than the raw ones. There's no big rush, I'm not going anywhere. If you're in a hurry, I'd be happy to deliver them, but I'd have to charge a little extra though. We are running a bit low on raw ones though. Hmm. We'll just have to do something about that won't we? The entire compound except the S-wing is a no smoking area. Needless to say I spend nearly all my time in the S-wing. There's plenty of fresh air on the veranda, just stand upwind and you'll be ok. I got this month's batch of cigars from a group of Wildmen that got in the way of the 2nd Legion's advance north. I've had to instruct my tobacconist to formulate a new blend for these gatherings. It turns out he was curing the "Special blend" in a solution he called "Snakebite". I got him to show me the recipe under threat of torture and it looked like something out of a Carlos Casteneda book. No wonder I like them so much! But it's probably not appropriate for this setting. I'll save them for the party next monsoon. What's that? You want the Snakebite recipe? If I gave you the recipe, you wouldn't come back. A word of warning: I have resumed the use of the world "pillage" in my verbal pharmacopeia. We probably won't see any effects for a couple months or so. Hey dad! Can I have the key to the liquor cabinet? I need to bribe some guy to get out of the yard. Hey, unless the feds raid my spleen collection, chances are I'll see you next time! As always, thanks for joining. You know where to find me! VISA/MC/AMEX cheerfully accepted, cash preferred. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ enchant armor [EARM] 5: A mage with the Enchant Armor skill may enchant mithril plates into magic mithril plates, which gives a 9/10 chance to survive a hit from a magic attack and invulnerability to plain swords and missile weapons. A mage may enchant 5 mithril plates per turn; the plates should be in the mage's inventory for him to enchant them. The mage should issue the order CAST Enchant_Armor MITHRIL to cast this spell. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ What are the stats of underground city and town guards please? Rumour has it that they are tough!(er) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dwight was so tired, he didn't write much of a Times article. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clan McCloud (166): NOW ENROLLING! If you are a new faction joining Atlantis, and want to be magic 5, then Syndic8 wants you! Come study at the Rantlu Magic University. Syndic8, the predominant alliance of the Rantlu continent, will provide a monthly stipend to cover your costs while you study at our University. Contact pep@frii.com for details. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ What? A present? For me? Aww, you shouldn't have. May I open it now? *RIP* *TEAR* *SHRED* Just what I always wanted, 50 silver. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ You don't need more spleens, you need some Thorazine. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Times, times, got the times fill, fill fillin' up my mailbox ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Beware the Mugwump! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Merry Christmas all! May your stockings be filled with mithril swords and Gate Lore 5. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ building [BUIL] 3: A unit with this skill may use the BUILD order to construct magical fortresses from rootstone. A magical fortress is the same size as a castle, requires the same amount of material (160 units of rootstone), and has the same defense value (it protects 250 men). However, magical fortresses may be used as the target of powerful magical spells, and are not harmed by magical Earthquakes. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello there Oh, Worlde of Atlantis. Entering (but cowering in the Nexus) is the Great and Mighty (and Oh, So Humble Wolfman (bow, grovell, scrape)), who will try and understand the messaging format correctly before the next turn ! It has come to my knowledge that writing articles in this here Times allows a slight replenishment of funds, which seems most uselfull. I will therefore be sending many a note to those warmongering (and non-warmongering factions (that should cover all of them!)) in the Blisfull Hopefullness of getting lots of help (Nudge, nudge, wink, wink!) So, keep your eyes pealed and be thankfull that this is in written format, else you could here the Wolfman sing!!! Cheers Wolfman (or the Great and Mighty (and Oh, So Humble Wolfman) (bow, grovell scrape)) (with all these brackets I could be programming LISP!!) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Up