Atlantis 3.0: Times 22 From: Geoff Dunbar <gdunbar@prankster.com> Date: Sun, 10 Nov 1996 00:00:00 +0000 Subject: Atlantis 3.0: Times 22 Atlantis 3.0 Times October, 2 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Email admin30@prankster.com with game issues. Visit http://www.prankster.com (or email atlantis@prankster.com) for information or to join. As repayment time begins to come around for many of you, I would hope that most of you will continue to play Atlantis 3.0. As a note for those of you who paid by credit card; I would like email confirmation to recharge your card, if that is indeed what you would like to do. I will not charge anyone's card again without confirmation. If you would like to pay by check or with a different card, that is fine as well. Thanks, Geoff ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Would please all GARRISON units stop guarding hexes that are in 70's Territory. We should have some bad reactions if it's during too much... You know. And would you please contact me at bonnefon@polycnrs-gre.fr With many thanks. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Brothers and Sisters rise and join the fray... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The grass in the mountain looks greener and delicate flowers bloom where before only weedy thorn-bushes grew. Birds chirp, and dew glistens in the golden sunlight. Even the grumpy dwarves are happy for a change. Their wages have miraculously increased. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Now a ship and a tower are planned in Primoria. A coastal mountain has been discovered and the elves must prepare for the possible arrival of mages. They will be busy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I like hilldwarves. Maybe you could say, I'm the violent type. I prefer the skills combat, mining, armorer and weaponsmith to the skills entertainment, carpenter and farming. Somehow, killing is more fun. I don't like plainsmen... Does that make me a bad person? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Is is just me who think's that people who only started their position well after turn 1 are at a big disadvantage compared to people who have been playing from the beginning? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This magic lark seems to be getting expensive. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Does anyone have GATE 4? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Let's get out of this area son" Which way father?" "Head due north!! and don't stop 'till we hit land" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Shadow Circle (6): >From the Office of the GALE Grand Marshall: A throng of well-wishers crowded outside the CDD chambers last month to welcome back the GALE Grand Marshall, who just returned from his honeymoon with his beautiful bride. The Grand Marshall, however, was business-as-usual and did not wish to discuss the details of his trip. But, with a beaming smile on his face, he was quoted as saying, "To all of you out there considering marriage, I highly recommend the experience." It was understatement at its best, and the crowd burst into cheers. Only after several minutes of jubilant celebration was the Grand Marshall able to quiet the crowds and return to the press conference: The CDD was busy this month selecting official Ambassadors to open lines of communication with neighboring alliances. Fist of the White Lotus (4) (Brian, bpest1+@pitt.edu) was selected as the GALE Ambassador to UNCLE, as well as the GALE Ambassador to YANK. Jack-of-Trades (63) (Vince, vjg@edisun.cb.att.com) was chosen as the GALE Ambassador to The Nameless Alliance. Other alliances wishing to establish official communication with GALE should contact the GALE Grand Marshall as soon as possible His office can be reached at: ken@satori.gso.uri.edu In other business, the CDD has begun receiving some complaints about the current land claims policy. A debate on the issue has been scheduled and various amendments proposed. The decision of the Council regarding what to do on this matter will be announced soon. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Times, they are a changin... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The threat of undead silencing his tounge (more believable now that he had seen skeletons accompanying the mages around) caused Dwight to hurry along with his work. The troops were all across, and only the farmers and peasants needed to be transported to 'Burgundy.' Dwight set sail once again on the now well known route, wondering at how long the good weather would last this year. Leaving the crew to its own devices (they knew the boat better than he did anyway), Dwight considered the newest offer from his emperor - the commisioning of a new ship. Not a longboat like the Longshank, but a large ship, capable of great cargo, or transporting many men. Still, he had to find a source of wood, which was proving to be more difficult than he thought. As he drifted off to sleep, Dwight's thoughts turned to large galleons, warships, wine, vodka, and caviar... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I'm sorry, your faction has been eliminated. Battles during turn: Beserker (11483) attacks The Twelfth Regiment Of Twee (7294) in plain (27,105) in Deveron! Attackers: Beserker (11483), behind, viking [VIKI]; If I die, then how does the info about you guys get back. Myrddin Emrys (2549), behind, leader [LEAD]; I'm not the messiah!! Leave me alone you viking brutes!. barbarian riff-raff (9784), 95 vikings [VIKI]; Undisciplined mob, following the Great Emrys. Defenders: The High Priest Of Twee (5850), behind, leader [LEAD]; Be Twee To Each Other. An Initiate Of Twee (6056), behind, leader [LEAD]; Be Twee To Each Other. The Twelfth Regiment Of Twee (7294), 20 nomads [NOMA], 20 horses [HORS], crossbow [XBOW], 10 plainsmen [PLAI], combat 2; Be Twee To Each Other. The Holy Tactician Of Twee (10393), behind, leader [LEAD], tactics 2; Be Twee To Each Other. The Twenty Ninth Regiment Of Twee Reserve (9288), 99 high elves [HELF], 4 horses [HORS], combat 1. Ninety Third Regiment Of Twee (12200), 50 high elves [HELF]. Priest Of Twee (7996), behind, leader [LEAD]; Be Twee To each Other. The First Guard Cavalry Of Twee (9286), 31 horses [HORS], 40 leaders [LEAD], combat 1. The Fortieth Regiment Of Twee (9287), 60 nomads [NOMA], 43 horses [HORS], 3 swords [SWOR], combat 2. The Holy Father Of Twee (1687), behind, leader [LEAD], tactics 4; Be Twee To Each Other. The Twenty Second Regiment Of Twee (9285), 100 plainsmen [PLAI], 2 horses [HORS], combat 1; Be Twee To Each Other. The Twelfth Regiment Of Twee (7294) gets a free round of attacks. Priest Of Twee (7996) shoots a Fireball, killing 4. Beserker (11483) loses 97. Beserker (11483) is routed! Total Casualties: Beserker (11483) loses 97. The Twelfth Regiment Of Twee (7294) loses 0. >>The moral of this tale is that it is vitally important to use the HOLD >>command. >> Ah well, Avalon mark 3........... P.S. Give Azthar the 97 spleens. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The winds of war are growing stronger ... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ lumberjack [LUMB] 1: A unit with this skill may use the PRODUCE order to produce wood in designated regions. Forest regions are generally the best producers of wood, though other regions may also produce wood. Wood may be used to construct boats, using the Shipbuilding skill, or bows, using the Weaponsmith skill. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Ugly One looked out across the sea. The latest news was grim, setbacks everywhere. till the new Mage showed promise and his Lordship to the East was gaining rapidly in power. But would it all be enough. Will the Dark ones arrive in time to be of service, either to aid in battle or if need be evacuation of the survivours. No matter the outcome the Ugly One intends to leave this place as soon as possible, salt air is not doing anything for his complection. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Deep, deep in the jungles. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Wuthering Knights have started operations near Graevbygd. Apart from some minor taxing they will focus on all forms of trade. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ah, a new friend! Together, we will seek peaceful arrangements with all friendly neighbors and seek to explore this vast world. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We will attack all unit "On guard" in EDEN5 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ *****THE BROTHERHOOD OF TWEE LAYS SOME RUMOURS TO REST***** "EVILER THAN TWEE" The Brotherhood Of Twee, a nation dedicated to the worship of the Great God T'ni B'net (and not some entity known as Twee as some have decided), preaches peace to all who convert to the One True God. Thus to be 'eviler than twee' is an easy task - simply worship your false Gods and disobey the word of the Holy Father Of Twee, a task which all but a few excel at (although the number grows smaller every month). In recognition of this fact I award you all the title and award of 'Eviler Than Twee', with particular merit going to the AIF for their wholesale slaughter of the innocent civilians of Deveron and its environs. As for the impersonators of members of the Holy Brotherhood in Times 20 - >We are the strongest alliance in Atlantis. >Don't annoy us or we will KILL you! > >Twee the Great God T'ni B'net knows who you are! Prepare for an eternity in the Hell Of Easy Listening! And incidentaly, The Brotherhood Of Twee is a faction, not an Alliance. We are a member of the SEP Alliance (you don't like our methods, that's Somebody Else's Problem). The Wheel Weaves As I Will! Ric High Ambassador For The Brotherhood Of Twee Be Twee To Each Other ------------------------------------------------------------------------ WAR IS PEACE ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Seekers (40): We interupt these entertaining times articles to bring you this important announcement. If you don't live in the USA just skip over it. BATTLE FOR FREE SPEECH IN CYBERSPACE MOVES TO SUPREME COURT -- CIEC Files Documents in Supreme Court Appeal The Citizens Internet Empowerment Coalition (CIEC) today filed papers with the Supreme Court in the landmark legal challenge to the Communications Decency Act, formally beginning the next phase in the battle over the future of the First Amendment in Cyberspace. Today's papers were filed response to the government's jurisdictional statement submitted in late September, and represents the first indication of the substantive arguments in the appeal stage of the case. Curiously, in its jurisdictional statement, the Department of Justice has attempted to raise new issues not addressed by the lower court ruling. Such a move by the government to introduce new arguments at the appeal stage is highly unusual, and illustrates that the government intends vigorously defend the Internet censorship law. The Citizens Internet Empowerment Coalition (CIEC) is a broad coalition of over 50 groups representing the entire breadth of the Internet community, from online service and Internet service providers, libraries, publishers, software companies, public interest organizations, and nearly 55,000 individual Internet users. The CIEC legal challenge to the Communications Decency Act, formally known as ALA v. DOJ, was consolidated with a separate challenge brought by the American Civil Liberties Union and 20 other plaintiffs (ACLU vs. Reno). The cases were argued together in Philadelphia, and the legal teams remain in close coordination. The Communications Decency Act (CDA), passed by Congress as part of the telecommunications reform bill in February 1996, would have imposed huge fines and prison terms on anyone who sends or displays "indecent" or "patently offensive" material in a public forum on the Internet. The CIEC and ACLU challenged the law, and in June of 1996 a special three judge panel in Philadelphia ruled the CDA unconstitutional. The papers filed today were filed in response to the government's jurisdictional statement filed on September 29 asking the Supreme Court to overturn the Philadelphia decision. In an unusual move for an appeal, the Government has also asked the Supreme Court to consider new arguments not made during the lower court hearings, including a contention that the CDA should be construed to cover only those who provide so-called "commercial pornography". In essence, the government is asking the Supreme Court to re-write the law -- something that the Court has been reluctant to do in previous cases. Although plaintiffs in Supreme Court appeals traditionally ask the Court to simply affirm the lower court ruling without a hearing, the CIEC recognizes that the challenge to the CDA is a case of first impression on the application of the First Amendment in cyberspace, and fully expects that the Court will consider the case. As such, the CIEC has asked the court to hear the appeal and to carefully consider the detailed factual record created in the Philadelphia case, including: * The Internet is a unique communications medium which deserves first amendment protections AT LEAST as broad as those enjoyed by the print medium. * When it comes to otherwise constitutionally protected speech, individual users -- not the federal government -- are the best and most appropriate judges of what material is and is not appropriate for themselves and for their children. * User control technologies such as SurfWatch, CyberPatrol, and PICS are the only effective and constitutional method of limiting minors access to objectionable material on the Internet. (the full text of the CIEC brief, the Philadelphia ruling, and other relevant background information on the case is available on the Citizens Internet Empowerment Coalition Web Page. http://www.cdt.org/ciec/) Quotes of the month I'm sure I can find something appropriate ------------------- to go with the above. Freedom is the freedom to say two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. --George Orwell, 1984 The price of seeking to force our beliefs on others is that someday they might force their beliefs on us. --Mario Cuomo Of all the strange "crimes" that humanity has legislated out of nothing, "blasphemy" is the most amazing - with "obscenity" and "indecent exposure" fighting it out for second and third place. --Robert Heinlein, "Notebooks of Lazarus Long" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Master ! Master ! The carrier pigeons have returned ! At last ! Now we can send our plans to friends and foes alike and warn them of the coming of the SEP ! [apologies to all trying to contact the SEP our mail server has been changed contact jamie@digital-animations.co.uk for chats with the SEP in and around Durness] PS We welcome all visitors to the Durness are please ask for recommended hotels and places to visit. Many thanks to Lord Starfox for his glowing praise. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Well, it seems that the hordes of armies encircling Porthcawl are simply resting from their long march. This can only be the lull before the storm. The citizens that do not want to be part of the new regime have fled to other parts of Atlantis, for they surely believe the attack must come soon. With over 500 soldiers camped outside the city, the end must be near. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Darklords (113) Does anyone have any map informations to trade ? Henning Joergensen (c928740@student.dtu.dk) -------------------------------------------- http://www.kbar.dtu.dk/~c928740/welcome.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 50 silver, please. Magicians are hard to feed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Air. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Selfishness breeds it.... this cesspool of sorrow.... And every few moments.... I see a friend die.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lakotah (77): I think Thomas Hobbes described the situation of the game well in "Leviathan" "Hereby it is manifest, that during the time men live without a common Power to keep them all in awe, they are in that condition which is called Warre; and such a Warre, as is of every man, against every man. For Warre, consisteth not in Battell only, or the act of fighting; but in a tract of time, wherein the Will to contend by Battell is sufficiently known: and therefore the notion of Time, is to be concidered in the nature of Warre; as it is in the nature of Weather.... So the nature of War, consisteth not in actual fighting; but in the known disposition thereto, during all the time there is no assurance to the contrary. All other time is Peace." And Marshall D. Sahlins explains well in "Tribesmen" what is required in a time of "Warre". "For in a situation of Warre, where every man is empowered to proceed against every man, peacemaking canot be an occasional inter-tribal event. It becomes a continuous process, going on within society itself. As much as Warre is implicit, that much does peacemaking become an explicit necessity..... In Warre the stratigic alternative is to be nice---or be prepared to fight. Therefore, *reciprocity*, or some approximation to it, dominates tribal economics. Reciprocity in exchange is economic diplomacy: the mutuality of the material flow symbolizes willingness to consider the other party's welfare, a disinclination to selfishly prosecute one's own." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ THE REDSWIFT TRADING AND SCOUTING COMPANY (232): The Redswift Scouting and Trading Company COBRA Is getting off to a slow start. We are slowly growing and hopefully will soon be large enough to lend friends and allies a hand. Once I build to a decent point don't be afraid to ask for help if needed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Running ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I am looking for a pure magic faction to ally with me in the lands I have found through gate lore. I can provide a place to study and funding for study. All you will need to do is get here. Send email to koth@zorda.com if interested. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Coming Soon to a continent near you ... The Lich King ... In full, gorifying effects ... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anzique Cannibals (176): "I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen." W. H. Auden ------------------------------------------------------------------------ He got out his shovel and started to dig a hole to hide in. Hopefully, it would not turn out to be his grave. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Gold, we found gold in the mountains. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dear "brother" Ismail, We don't mind if you bring friends, if they don't mind if we kill them. We'll be waiting. -Friends of Gugger. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ create phantasmal undead [PHUN] 1: A mage with Create Phantasmal Undead may summon illusionary undead that appear in the mage's inventory. These undead will fight in combat, but do not attack, and are killed whenever they are attacked. Create Phantasmal Undead at level 1 allows the mage to summon illusionary skeletons; the number the mage can summon, or have in his inventory at one time is equal to 4 times the mage's skill squared. To use this spell, the mage should CAST Create_Phantasmal_Undead SKELETON <number>, where <number> is the number of skeletons that the mage wishes to have appear in his inventory. Note: illusionary undead will appear on reports as if they were normal items, except on the owner's report, where they are marked as illusionary. To reference these items in orders, you must prepend an 'i' to the normal string. (Example: to reference an illusionary skeleton, you would use 'iskeleton'). ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Sire, I bring news!" "It had better be good, we have 74 silver left in the treasury and we need soldiers yesterday." "Our taxcollectors are doing great and the farming is paying off, bigtime." "HA HA HA ... I'm rich.. rich... RICH!!! ha ha ha I've got money. The power..... I can buy all the friends I want.." "Sire?" "ha ha ha ha ha...." "Eh Sire?, we also found a crypt full of skeletons and undead.. and they are lead by a lich" "ha ha ha...ho... do you think they would leave us alone if we paid them off?" "I don't think they care much about money, Sire!" "You realise what this mean, don't you?" "Yes Sire, we'd better spend some money while we can still enjoy it." "Good times sure do come in small doses." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sorry but I've not had time to write anything much ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Bluffer was back in friendly lands. He would spend the night at a COBRAjack encampment in the Southern swamp. On the morrow, he would hitch a ride on the CLS Ferry to Hel...that month-long boat ride into the GALE-hub itself. There to deliver his report. All because of the total em-comm blackout when that NEO came from the outer reaches. Outer reaches. The Outies. Not Eaties. To the Bluffer, Shorties were Eaties. Fatties were Eaties. Runts were Eaties. To the Shorties, Real People [Dilbians like himself] were Eaties. Outies came from another Galaxy. Probably an eliptical galaxy, his Shorty Astronomy Instructor had said. They were older galaxies than the spiral ones, like the one the Shorties had named "The Milky Way". His galaxy. Shorties didn't even have system colonies when the Outies attacked 'em. The Outies had apparantly been "in" system for decades. They had their Jovian colony and their Io Mining Station. They apparantly had mined some of the other moons as well, but only on Io did they have the capability of using their teleformation process. Creating a two-way ion-stream conduit between Jupiter and Io, they would _apparantly_ disrupt the cohesion that holds the atoms together as a "solid", meld these dispursed atoms to the ions and stream them the receiver where the "solid" would recohese. Based upon wreckage of the Outie mining station found on and amongst the recoverable debris of Io, Shorty scientists concluded that this process could only work with inorganic matter. Well, I suppose some organic matter COULD be transferred in this manner, so long as you didn't care if it was alive when it got to the other end of the conversion process. Well, ought to turn in and get some shut-eye. Kinda bushed, hikin' in and boppin' some Lizardmen along the way. Yep. Tommorrow's an early day. ;end ------------------------------------------------------------------------ To the seas I will go with the might of my empire. Those on shores all across the land need be afraid. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Da Boss looked over the shoulder of the Witch Doctor as he threw the runes upon the floor. "Watca Seez?", Da Boss asked. "Seez a group of men mit hors" "Where dey go?", Da Boss asked. "Here" "When dey git here?", Da Boss asked. "Soon" Da Boss whistled. He then grabbed the Witch Doctor as the village's guards rushed into the room. "Watca do'ng?", asked the Witch Doctor. "You trick me for da last time", Da Boss replied. Da Boss smiled, "Now I getz my teeth back" The Witch Doctor's screams drowned out the sound of the approaching horsemen.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Now, where did I put that Dragon harness ............... ? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Pulp Faction (169): Another city falls to Syndic8. First Deveron is left abandoned by RIP. (Was that our worst nightmare come true or what?) Although it would've been Syndic8's either way. Now Dryck is under Syndic8 rule. I guess it's time to start looking to the south for cities to conquer. I only hope we encounter a few more empty threats down there. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anyone reached the ends of atlantis yet? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Coutet finally rose from his study, his body seething with the strength of his new found skills. He look forward to the day when he would test this latest adaptation of his combat skill. The Warlord had suggested that the day would soon come when Coutet would be called on to use his skills for the advancement of the Brethren, then perhaps the Council of Lords would agree to begin building the Tower he had so long awaited. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I HAVE GATE 4 !!! I WILL COME SEE YOU SOON !!! AH AH AH AH !!!!!!!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ATLANTIS PRESS SPORTS BRIEF THE WHITEWATER RACE IS UNDERWAY The First Annual Whitewater Yacht Race is ready to begin. Contestants have maneuvered there yachts into the waters off of Helsicke. It is the second in the Triple Cup series. Yet, the winner of the first race, the SemiAnnual Aonalu Bay - Kaimalino Bay Challenge Cup, had declined to participate citing other projects in preparation. The Whitewater Race, however is 4 times longer than the month long Challenge Cup. The press statement from the Whitewater Race organizers reads: "We have planned a particularly challenging course for the first race. Contestants must start southerly from the middle of Brotherhood Lake, navigate through the crocodile-infested swampwaters, then tack continuously for a month on an easterly course against the wind before taking a short north turn into Punawelewele Bay during the monsoons. The course is a true test of seamanship, and also of navigation skills. But, at the same time, the competitors should enjoy great vistas of the Wetland Islands and, of course, the coastal town of Anshun." There are two boats competing in the race thus far. The Aramoana coming out of Kaimalino Bay and the Awapuhi coming out of Aonalu Bay. The veteran crew of Aramoana came in a close second place at the Challenge Cup. But we know little of the capabilities of the Awapuhi, which was just launched from the Kaimalino Shipyards this season. The contest is open to all boats and race officials are hoping that the Golden Bear Cub, winner of the Challenge Cup, will join the race as will the Aranui and other boats in Brotherhood Lake. Earlier this year, officials attempted to contact the Endeavour and the Sleipnir, but pigeons returned exhausted. Also, the bid from the White Lotus was rejected as the race is limited to single hull craft with 1-2 masts and 0-1 outriggers. A race for larger craft is currently under consideration for next racing season. - Wade Poole Atlantis Press International ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Does no one use the player mail service ------------------------------------------------------------------------ What has happended to all the spell descriptions. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Fellowship was on the verge of GATE 3... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The scouts reports begin to roll in. Miles and miles of mountains. Lots of ore, just laying on the ground for the taking! Wild herds of mountain buffalo crazing the fields. As the mage looked in from his experiments of enchanting butter knives, he thought to himself. Several more months and my stronghold will be complete! And, then I can research greater things than these trinkets! He grapped his butter knife, and threw it in disgust. Tthe knife drove into a tree trunk some thirty paces away outside his tent. The knife begin to glow with a faint sensation of energy. The mage stood there senseless, and then began to laugh. "Bring me a sword!" he bellows to noone in particular. (218) rlp@crystal.cirrus.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eggman's first easy riddle: I'm by nature solitary, scarred by spear and wounded by sword, weary of battle. I frequently see the face of war, and fight hateful enemies; yet I hold no hope of help being brought to me in battle, before I'm eventually done to death. In the stronghold of the city sharp-edged swords, skilfully forged in the flame by smiths bite deeply into me. I can but await a more fearsome encounter; it is not for me to discover in the city any of those doctors who heal grievous wounds with roots and herbs. The scars from sword wounds gape wider and wider death blows are dealt me by day and by night. What am I? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ >Coming soon to a city near you! Portal Wars!!! Oh yes, send me your mages. They will receive a great funeral ceremonity. You will get a discount if you send a few guards for the tomb, too. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Voila un beau feu d'artifice en preparation a Jotel ! J'ai invite tout mes amis a participer a un BBQ, grandeur nature, si d'autres personnes sont interresses par le spectacle ils feront partit du plat de resistance ! A bientot apres la prise ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bungling IDIOTS!!!! All I ask is that they spend a tiny bit of time carting money from the bank to my castle so that I won't have to trouble myself with the more mundane aspects of this life, and what happens? The money doesn't get here, and you know what that means. Don't you? Matilda, the cook, is really grumpy because she didn't get paid. She only threatened to let me starve this time, but who knows what will happen in the future. I will have to find more trustworthy soles to ride the pony express. Guards!! OFF with their heads! Ah... I feel better already. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dunster News Report: The news desk is closed. Dunster is in ruin. The Army of the Southern Cross will seek out greener pastures elsewhere. Any further issues of the DNR will be plagiarism. Mike Weldon Southern Cross News Correspondent Grey Wolf Clan (78) weldon@sdd.hp.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "....then a part of the creator of the entire universe, of the guru of all that moves and is still, without beginning, middle ,or end, who is made of Brahma and has the form of the soul, the blessed lord Vasudeva_ he will become incarnate here in the universe in the form of Kalkin, endowed with the eight supernatural powers, in the house of Visnuyasas, the chief brahmin of the village of Sambala. His power and glory will be unlimited, and will destroy all the barbarians and Dasyus and men of evil acts and thoughts, and he will re-establish everything, each in its own dharma." >From the Visnu Parana ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Silver Reavers (163): Life was hard for a growing Orc. Military service was obligatory, no choice was expected or given other than which unit to volunteer for. Being assigned to the Boot Camp near Shanyin City was, however, a lucky break for a new recruit. The training there was extremely tough and unpleasant but it was also the best training that could be given. It was rumoured that General Sharky himself had even been trained there and that, every now and again, he returned to teach advanced swordsorcship to the most talented students. The best thing of all about the camp however was that once you had completed your first month's training, you were allowed out one night every month to collect taxes for the Grand Duke. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The clerks and guards sat in a huddle outside the office door, trying to ignore the sounds coming from behind the closed door of Raul Diamante, their fearless leader. One guard, a burly man generally afraid of nothing, cringed as a burst of particularly imaginative expletives penetrated the office door as if it were tissue paper. "Man, I wish he'd calm down!" The head clerk sighed as he heard what sounded like meticulously prepared ledgers being ripped to shreds. "He had just finished packing for the trip when the news came. You can't expect him to take it well." "Sure, but this is excessive. He needs to stop this raging before he makes a complete fool of himself in front of someone from the outside." But it was too late; the foolishness had already been witnessed by several interested observers. How would they react? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ BioPhreaks (172): The blighted swamp was wretched tangle of charred trees and decimated homes. Sea Elf peasants limped on crutches and locked their doors as the BioPhreak engineering corps made their way through the tortured land. Garok Verokroksenrok, appointed leader of the Workaholica armorer division, looked at his surroundings with amazement. "Who would want to pillage a swamp?" He wondered, "As if the methane and bog things aren�t bad enough, somebody bled these Elves of every worldly possession they had." By Garok�s reckoning, that couldn�t be more than 500 silver. Less than he and the Workaholics had in their collective pockets. Thanking Geoff that he had been born a prosperous Desert Dwarf instead of a miserable Sea Elf, Garok consoled himself with memories of his homeland. "Ah, the desert," Garok said aloud, "A far cry from this swampy waste. The beautiful coral snakes, the wily scorpion, and cactus� yes, cact�" "Alms for the poor? �Elp a poor Sea Elf in �is time a-need?" A one-eyed Sea Elf interrupted, spitting his words out from a maw of broken teeth. All Atlantis knew that Dwarves and Elves were constant rivals. Times must be tough for an Elf to ask a Dwarf for assistance; it simply didn�t happen. Garok felt compassion for the creature, yet his Dwarven work ethic prevented him from giving a handout. "No Alms? Not even a single silver? A being can�t live on being paid but 9 silver a month, you know." Garok paused, "So you want to work, eh?" As the Workaholica troop left the pillaged swamp and entered their new mountain home, Garok played over and over in his mind the cycle of labor. "Land yields Iron, Iron yields Plate, Plate yields Victory, Victory yields Land." The work turns the wheel, he thought. Smiling, he remembered the miserable Sea Elf, hired to guard a pillaged swamp. In that case the cycle of labor seemed to be, "Land yields Travel, Travel yields Encounters, Encounters yield Fools, Fools yield Land." Had anyone he known ever bought a swamp for 50 silver? Silver turns that wheel, he thought, silver turns everything. Sipping his morning coffee, Garok turned a mountain pass to discover the hills were not as uninhabited as previously reported. Before him stood flat visages of concepts Garok could not fathom. An Emperor, a Chariot, a Knave, a Hierophant, a Magician, Justice, Lovers, a High Priestess. The seven-fingered BioPhreak secret greeting went unanswered, and Garok learned that these things were not allies to his faction. The strange, card-like beings eyed his troops� silver bags with alarming interest, and the Desert Dwarf heard in his mind what he had thought only moments before: Silver turns that wheel. Silver turns everything. For once, Garok wished that he was a miserable Sea Elf. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Once the novelty of being at sea wears off it can get quite boring. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Damage, Inc. (175): Lord Humongous reigned his wheezing mount in and surveyed the land critically. "Gee Boss, where'd everybody go?" his desert dwarf servant said, ducking a gigantic, scarred backhand. "Silence fool!" Lord H. roared. He rubbed his hockey mask thoughtfully, "RIP heard of our coming and fled to avoid our wrath. All other fools would do well to mimic them." "Gee looks like a lot of HIVE came this way." The desert dwarf mused. "Like thousands. Maybe that's why they ran, huh Bo-Ooof!" This time the little beggar didn't duck quickly enough and briefly experienced the joy of flight before a bone jarring thud embedded him into the ground. He whimpered in pain. Suddenly he heard Lord H.'s long suffering horse wheeze its last. With a crack and a stream of mighty curses, the Lord of the Wasteland tumbled onto the ground. "Puny Horses!" he bellowed(along with many other words which are inappropriate for a general audience). This was the third mount to fall victim to Humongus' mighty girth in so many days. The Ayatollah of Rock-and-Rollah dusted off his black three piece Armani and adjusted his hockey mask. Ahead of him soared a giant mountain range. "They seek to hole up in these mountains." A grating choke which might have been a laugh issued from the expressionless plastic of his face. "What a puny plan." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Warning to all: Careful, don't get trampled by fleeing AOO members. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Hive (165): After suffering through numerous turns of deception and false promises of peace, Alliance Syndic8 finally took matters into it's own hands. Syndic8 now controls the area around the city of Rantlu, extending south to the liberated city of Deveron and east to the ocean. Factions wishing to leave Rantlu should contact BKTheKid@aol.com. As long as you are not a member of RIP, we have no quarrel with you and are willing to allow other factions to develop trade operations outside of the city. By the way, in every English dictionary I've owned, lying is spelled l-y-i-n-g. Do all Australians spell it "lieing", or just those whose units are "dieing?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ To the Kwuk-sul-quee Your flight is at an end. You should have bought horses. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A.D.A.M., Azthar's Cult of Mindless Psychotic Suicidal Assassins and purveyors of fine imported spleens (117): Official GALE announcements: The issues of foreign relations are being closely discussed and the character of GALE's outward self is coming of age. Stay tuned in the coming months for the usual official channels for the latest word. That would be faction 6. GALE is still offering homesteads on our ever-expanding frontiers to any new factions seeking a home to call their own. We also offer magickal training in all foundations and many skills to at least level 3. Our rather spartan website is at http://www.wolfe.net/~azthar/GALE It now contains the complete GALE membership list, even if the faction names aren't accurate. Any official correspondence to GALE can be addressed to: azthar@wolfenet.com The mail will be promptly forwarded to the appropriate GALE representative. Azthar Septragen Grand Elder of GALE ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ================================================================================ ACME Public Bulletin #18 Announcements for August Year 2 Monthly tips: ------------ A Beggar can not easily disguise himself as a King. King can easily disguise himself as a Beggar. The next time you see a Beggar, treat him with respect, because he might just be a King. Somone asked: > Hmm the countryside outside Helsicke looks > crowded, how do I get out ? Ask GALE for a lift, gate out or build/buy a boat! Land Claims, Battles, etc. -------------------------- Akbou falls this month. We've made an extension to the thermal venting defense system and it should provide plenty of extra firepower. In the World of Diplomacy: -------------------------- Nothing new this week. The negotiated border with The Nameless Alliance based out of Graevsbygd is to holding peacefully. This border is the 49th longitude between the cities of Melfi and Burscough. In the interests of peace, we ask all factions from both Graevsbygd and Helsicke to recognise this border. ACME InfoPol slogan of the month: --------------------------------- "Really now. What's in a name?" Any official correspondence to ACME should be addressed to azthar@wolfenet.com ================================================================================ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Greetings, friends, neighbors, strangers and enemies! Welcome! It's time again for -- Azthar's Smoking Wing. There will be hamster bashing galore this month! I've got to say, in a twisted way I love you all! I'm glad someone remembers the Spanish Inquisition. "Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear. Suprise. Ruthless efficiency and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope!" Can I join the assassin's guild? Pretty please? I put 'Assassins' in my faction name. I won't tell anyone. You know where to find me. (ROTFLMAO) If not would you do me a favor and assassinate this guy in Helsicke, he's really starting to get on my nerves: - The Great Prophet (1977) I'm sure there's at least dozen factions that would pay dearly for the job. Ignominious & Obsequiant Grovelling: Please. Please. Please. Gimme the Spleen! I promise I'll just sit in my crate and eat dirt and not harass anyone. I'll only rant on Saturdays when the market is empty and I won't talk to the Jester. (yeah right!) HAMSTER BASHING! I big thanks to this week's hamster lobbers! We'll start with my favorite: > You're a complete loony. > You're the craziest by far. > Go back to your assylum, > A - Z - T - H - A - R Bravo! Encore! Encore! The only problem is the Times is my asylum. They sent me here and threw away the key. Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo! So it looks like your stuck with me. Just gimme the spleen man. Next! > Does anyone have the faintest idea what Azthar is on about, or indeed on? What am I on about? The previous soul figured it out, I'm a loon! Since they locked me up in a crate, I really have nothing better to do than torment you all with my malformed wit. Seriously though, to use a polite term, it is self-amusement. If any of you out there find it entertaining too, so much the better. What am I on? "Gee, I guess I'm on Atlantis! Duh." I will assume you are referring to the ingestion of intoxicating substances. I'm on words or more specifically "The Words" that "The Jester" reported hearing "The Great Prophet" rant about. Language and symbol provide a powerful toolkit for affecting the mind. The body can produce a whole range of "psychoactive" chemicals, the trick is controlling the triggering of their release. Endorphins and Adrenalin are commonly known examples. Adrenalin is one of my faves. You know that feeling you get when a hundred unannounced and angry vikings show up just as you've finished training your first batch of lumberjacks, but don't have any xbow yet? :) So to tell you the truth I really can't tell you what I'm "on," except that my body makes it, and it changes according to the events that are currently affecting me. To answer a stupid question with a stupid answer and take advantage of the pun: "Gee, I guess I'm on Atlantis! Duh." Pretty cool, huh? At least I don't get my doses of words from TV. Which by the way is an Evil Tesla Deathray Device that rots your brain, aside from what you see on it. Throw in repetitive programming and you have the ultimate brainwashing device. I only watched Star Trek and Monty Python reruns for about four years and look what happened to me. Woohooo! Woohoo! Woohoo! PC Monitors are bad too, but not nearly so, the refresh rate doesn't induce theta waves. The refresh rates of televisions are very much like the stereotypical rythmical swinging of a shiny watch or coin used by hypnotists. This rythm when done at the right rate, induces increased theta wave activity. The irritation to the hearing and vision, caused by the TV's HF whine and the radiation burn on the eyes, increases endorphin output. An increased theta wave state causes a person to be more suggestible. Endorphins deaden the senses. Add repetitive content devoid of intellectual value and you have millions of zombies! Where a monitor is merly irritating, a television is harmful. Monitors have a much lower energy output and their refresh rate does not correspond to theta activity. Save your soul, destroy your Television! Next! > Due to an unexpectedly calm reply from the Dakotah with almost > no insults this War of Wars (tm) has been delayed indefinately. > Sorry, Azthar no spleen, maybe next month. WAAA! WAAA! WAAA! I want the SPLEEN! Gimme the SPLEEN! Thanks for thinking of me though. next. > STRIKE HARD > STRIKE FAST > STRIKE FIRST > > DEATH TO GALE > LONG LIVE ANARCHY "What are you going to do bleed on me?" -King Arthur to the limbless Black Knight (who never refused to fight) Next, please. > There once was an Elder from Gale > Who's fighters were sickly and Pale > He'd brag and he'd boast till I made them toast > That was the end of his Tale. Well considering there are over 20 "Elders" in GALE and all my troops are HDWA, BARB and ORC, armed, trained and fat, you must be referring to someone else... But other than that, pretty good. It seems this was a week for limericks, which is great because I was thinking about them myself, but got caught up in my dharma rant last week. Beside the ones I wrote would never make it through the ACME InfoPol censors. The other one last week, although clever, was too cynical for me to want to repeat. This one should get through the censors. There is a troll from ACME, His posts, they are quite hackney. While Geoff he can pay, With wit he will slay, And call all of Atlantis his lackey. (oops! That belongs in the Idle Threats Dept.) Who's next? Ah yes. > Dear Athzar, [sic] > > As the senior member of EMMETT -- Everyone Much More Evil Than Twee -- let > me extend to you our warmest welcome. Thank you. I always like warm welcomes. I will join any club that is brave enough to invite me. Hee hee! That's what I said about my college honor society. I ended up valedictorian! You know, now that I think of it, in an obscure and esoteric way, this is starting to be a fulfillment of the speech I made. But I won't bore you with the details. > > Your credentials are quite impressive and I trust you will redouble your > efforts in future. Frankly... Frankly I'm all Tweed out. Maybe next week. I'm still coming down off that whole Krishna/Arjuna rant. Follow your dharma, man. > Aspirants must demonstrate to the satisfaction of the membership a certain "Aspirants" that's a good one. Hoohoohoo! Mercy! That qualifies as the best hot air pun yet! > quality of ambient evil and dedicate themselves to continually proving just > how much more Evil than Twee one can be. Can I qualify just by right of faction name and venting noxious vapors? I'm hoping this new Assassins Guild will let me in on the basis of my name. I can only write so much bad poetry before I start to break out in a rash from chemical burn. If I don't stop, it gets really bad and I can't breathe. I need better ventilation maybe. > > Potential applicants should keep in mind that run-of-the-mill Twee-isms like > racism, genocide, and sheep-menacing will not sway the committee's stony > hearts. It is not sufficient to merely "Be Twits to One Another." One must > strive for a modest degree of style and truth in their Twaddle. Hmm. I try to be a twit and I find the word "twaddle" "patently obscene." Which means that if the rest of Atlantis agreed that "twaddle" was patently obscene, and if the CDA was not suspended, that would potentially make you a federal criminal for soliciting via an electronic network material defined as "patently obscene" by local community standards. All of that aside, what about bear-menacing, will that cut it? Genocide isn't evil enough? I guess pillaging lame swamp hexes won't cut it either, huh? Gee, you know I'm starting to have second thoughts about this "Eviler Than Twee" thing, it just sounds like too much work. And I'm scared. I think maybe I should just stick to spleen mongering. To Twee, or not to Twee? That is The Question! I deeply apologise if I missed anyone, there were so many juicy hamsters this month, I'm bound to miss a few of the more stealthy ones. Blatant Unprovoked Atrocity of the Month: I hereby declare that I have won the game. I have fulfilled my secret victory conditions and you have only one turn to destroy me. Oops, wrong game. Damn! I guess no Atrocity this month. Sorry. The official faction 117 Idle Threats Deptartment: Gimme the Spleen! Barring major acts of vulcanism, we'll do it again real soon. Thanks for joining. As usual, send all donations, inquiries, supplications, propositions, praise, flames, fan-mail, hate-mail, accusations & self-incriminations to azthar@wolfenet.com - or just post it to the Times! VISA/MC/AMEX cheerfully accepted, cash preferred. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Q: What's the difference between GALE's Grand Elder and the Devil? A: The Devil's Times articles are shorter. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Members of GALE, why do you follow one as strange as Azthar. He does remind me much of Caligula. I ask you, does he have his troops attack the palm trees because he dislikes them, or does he ramble aimlessly harmlessly? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ http://www.memoria.com/bey/evil_eye.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ >>>> Erh, does anyone know if a grey giant is friendly? >>>> >>>> Should I try to talk to it or should I run? >> Well, he turned out to be a real gentleman! He invited me to his lair >> and he wouldn't take no for an answer! He then introduced me to his >> family and invited me to dinner tonight. What should I wear? <burp> Oops... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Q: What's more annoying than "Gimme 50 silver!"? A: The ones who hide their "Gimme..." in skill reports everybody already knows... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ " Irie Brethren, The time will come soon when all the Irie People will leave for the Promised Land. Let's rejoice and celebrate! So the time when the Holy Prophecy shall be revealed is nearing... Let's give thanks and praises! But first of all things, we need a boat... So let's cut some wood!!!" Falafel, Elder of Irie Kaya(73). ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Has anyone got Artifact Lore 5 yet? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ War is an ugly thing. A tide of humanity is fleeing the vicious SEP armies which are advancing westwards from their newly aquired prize - the city of Abrantes (tax base $28000+). There is constant and visible support by these poor peasants for the beleagured retreating AIF armies. Soldiers and peasants alike must move on if they wish to survive. There is little hope. Reports from scouts and refugees along the route westwards indicate that the land ends quite abruptly with the Atlantis Ocean, and anyone wishing to flee further would have to do so via sea or air. Well, not many of the refugees and retreating soldiers can fly, and every one knows there are few, if any, ships in the Durness region. Where will it all end ?!? It's going to be a loooooong swim. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chronicles of The Tribe The Tribe is going more and more towards trade as time goes by. Wagons, weapons, horses and edibles...you name it! However we still need taxing to back the traders up. That also may change but not soon. No anchovies yet!...Sorry... Paulo, Parrot-man of The Tribe (123) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I go to enter the dark country. No, not Durness. The underground. All I've heard about are dragons, liches, and nasties. There's got to be something cool down there. Otherwise, why would the Dragons be down there? And what would I get for killing a Dragon anyways? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ All remains idyllic in the land of the Chibchas, as their skills and influence wax ever stronger... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eating people is fun! (Try necromancy) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Shadowdragons (24): Graevsbygd continues to prosper, with little sign of border tensions. Some new units have been spotted in the town of Komarken and we are awaiting word of their intentions. GALE continues to act in a responsible manner, so no concerns there. The University continues to offer advanced courses and expand the knowledge of magic. We believe a new set of spells to be imminent. The Spelunkers have proven that one unarmed elf cannot kill a dragon. More such useful information is expected from the Underworld. Davros, Lord of the Shadowdragons dwshelley@aol.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is my second turn, I'm spending more than I first realized even though I knew the initial expenses were going to be high. This 50 silver is nice but doesn't make up for the 1000 silver I just spent or the other money I plan to spend in future turns. My new recruits will have to start earning their keep soon. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Glass Chompers (65): The Bordeaux Brethren wish to thank Shadowdragons for their hospitality. We have enjoyed our stay in their lands but must move onward to Burgundy to consolidate our hold over our new homeland! My Atlantis 3.0 Information page has moved to a new server. The new url is: http://www.kraby.pair.com/ Please come visit! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Pained eyes opened to reveal the aweakening of dawn. His body ached from the torment life under the mountains shadow had inflicted upon him. Yet in loss he had discovered a new hope, a hope that to many was death. Blood Spills freely...... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ****************** 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 discovery this turn * Message for our members: Some of our members haven't sent any news dor a long time. Please send me a note, we might have some intreresting stuff to exchange. 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. ************************************************************************ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Ow! That hurt" whined the skinny young man. "It's supposed to hurt, you ninny! And that's only a fraction of the pain you'd feel if I hit ya with the edge rather than the flat of my sword!" The swordsman sighed to himself. Why did the baron have to ask him to train his son in swordfighting? The boy had no strength, very little skill, the reflexes of a sloth, and arrogance larger than the whole bloody sea. "Get up, ya lazy lump of flesh and pick up your sword!" cried the trainer. The baron's son, his bruised ego and anger fueling his strength, grabbed his sword and charged, hoping to kill this rude mercenary! He was the baron's son after all, and should be spoken to with respect. The swordsman easily parried the attack, sidestepped, and neatly tripped the boy in one fluid motion. The son fell face first to the ground. The swordsman reached down and rolled him onto his back. "Now listen. Never let your anger get the best of you. You'll overextend yourself, make a mistake, and get yer worthless self killed. You gotta keep focused and in control. Always watch the center of the other man's chest. Not his sword, he'll fake you out with it. Not his eyes, because he can distract you with them. Watch the center of his chest. It's the best way to tell where the next attack will come from. Now next..." "I don't care about what is next!" screeched the baron's son. "You're an ignorant fool and I won't have anything to do with you. My friends are much better company than you! A rock is better company than you! Just wait til my father hears about this!" With that remark, the boy throws his sword down and stalks away, brushing dirt and grasses from his clothes. The swordsman mutters, "Damn...never seen a more useless hunk of meat. Spoiled, arrogant runt. That boy is the most worthless piece of..." "Franklin." The swordsman feels a hand on his shoulder. The mercenary's eyes get wide as he turns around. "Mi'lord!" He sputters, "Baron, I didn't mean those things I said about your son. I..." The baron smiles and says, "That boy IS the most worthless piece of whatever you were thinking. Did he learn anything?" The warrior sighs and says, "To be honest, sir, not a thing. He just wouldn't pay any attention." The baron nods grimly and says, "I knew the kid wasn't going to be able to lead any of my men but I was hoping he was at least going to be able to defend himself. Very, well. I know you did you best. You can return to the rest of the men." With that, the baron walks off in the direction of his son. Franklin watches the man walk away.How did such a fine man end up with a hopeless son like that, he thought.He shakes his head sadly and walks towards the warriors he leads. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dunster News Report: ******************** Say Bye, Bye, to the Southern Cross Alliance, We will Kill them all. Travelers Advisory: All hexes around Dunster are very dangerous, they will be very hazordous to anyones health who happens to wander out of the City. The Dark Legion has declared Martial Law. According to thier spokeman, "Anybody found outside the City will be executed, no trials, no questions." Because Dunster is the Only Landlocked starting city you cannot leave using a boat with out being detained. If you happen to Gate into the City we Advise you to Try again. On another note all production has begun to crank up, we expect to have shipments of all types at the front this turn. We will keep you informed of the travel conditions and notify all when Martial Law is lifted. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The 2/187 ABR (Rakkasans) with be clearing the Jungles this turn, we won't have to worry about this coast anymore, or the "money movers" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Big Jim looked at the report in disbelief. How could it have happened? Workers are supposed to work, not sit idle watching the world go round. What the hell happened? He slammed his fist on the table, vowing it would not happen again... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ My Orders! They're Growing!!!! AARGH!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Assassins Guild is for loosers! Join the Thieves Guild! Women like us better. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yankton (141): "One of the mistakes of the Church is its interpretation of the fact of death. The frightful burial service of the Church, largely com- posed of some passages from St. Paul (where they had a very different meaning) has been one of several factors encouraged by the Church to make men think of Death as something to be feared. Whereas the Church should have taught men that no man dies before his time and that to live after death is the most ghastly of fates... Thanks to the blessed fact of reincarnation there is such a thing as individual evolution, until at last we reach the goal of man, to have all powers diabolic and angelic concentrated in the flesh. These 15 powers are symbolized in the White Rose on the Black Pennant in the hands of Death, the destroyer; it is only through his work that we can finally possess them." --_The _Rabbi's_Tarot_, Daphna Moore upon the card XIII, DEATH Or the whole thing is as horse shit, whichever. You simply cease to be and you rot. The belief is based in fear of dissolution, whether it be the belief in the resurrection of judgement or in reincarnation. Both wild surmises based on nothing more substantial than shared fear and invented hope and a need for meaning. But it gives an entire class of bloodsucking parasites, the priests of whatever stripe, a very good living all over the world. Horse shit is more valuable, in the end. You can let it rot a while and do a little reincarnating in the garden. Fresh peas on the one hand, fifteen powers no one ever had in the other. It looks mightily as though the other hand, the one with the powers diabolic and all, is empty and looking for a donation again. Man will not be free until the last lawyer is strangled with the entrails of the last priest. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Son of Man goes forth to war, A golden crown to gain; His blood-red banner strems afar-- Who follows in his train? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hell is a city much like Seville. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Finaly I have found my plains! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was time to enter the game, everything was taken care of and everyone was ready to go. Garry took a deep breath, set his jaws in a firm expression and entered the path to Helsicke. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dunster is definitely not a good place to start life. As far as the eye (or farsight) can see the lands have been burned, the peasants have been ravaged, and THERE IS MORE TO COME! Welcome home P. Boys. Note to all: There are some in Dunster that Abuse the Rules by continuously restarting in order to pass silver & units to their main defense factions. It won't help them! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Another pillaged plains hex! Don't you think that is just too much like sour grapes? If you can't take the heat, stay out of Komarken, Monamolin, Beragh etc. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Skill reports: quarrying [QUAR] 1: A unit with this skill may use the PRODUCE order to produce stone in designated regions. Mountains are the main producers of stone, though other regions may also produce stone. Stone may be used to construct buildings, using the Building skill. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ assassins guild now established in graevbygd contact me via player list to arrange contract ------------------------------------------------------------------------ gimme 50 silver or i'll assassinate you ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Fight for your freedom Come to Durness, fight the evil, fight the SEP ------------------------------------------------------------------------ quarrying [QUAR] 2: No skill report. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Priests of Muldoon (79): My apologies to anyone I have inconvenienced this turn. Please get in touch so I can correct any flag errors. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ So many choices! Where do I start. I want study all the avenues I have open but I have to choose one and only one. Thats the problem with being a mage. Its all about choices. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ observation [OBSE] 1: A unit with this skill can see stealthy units whose stealth rating is less than or equal to the observing unit's Observation level. The unit can also determine the faction owning a unit, provided its Observation level is higher than the other unit's Stealth level. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Let us all bow our heads in a moment of silence for the recently departed One and his Followers. They will not be forgotten. Do you hear me, BOT? We now return you to your regularly scheduled Times. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ First the land is taken Next the sea And finally the air ! Onwards onto glory ! (but home in time for tea) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We watched in horror as the leperous white form of some disgusting creature crawled from the cave below. The Nephandi have arrived! The great war has begun again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Shadow's Clan (221): In the Gods we trust, in the GALE we live! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clan McCloud (166): NOW ENROLLING! If you are a new faction joining Atlantis, and want to be magic 5, then we want you! Syndic8 is now accepting new members to it's Magic University (pronounced: MOO). Scholarships are available. We will provide a small monthly stipend to cover your costs while you study at our University. Please e-mail pep@frii.com for details. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ quarrying [QUAR] 2: No skill report. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --=>> SHIPYARD FOR HIRE <<=-- Would you like to travel by boat and can't afford to build the boat. You can now hire 25 shipbuilders in Helsickel, the only requirement is that you provide the wood and pay the builders. Price for: Longboat 900 silver + 25 wood Clipper 1800 silver + 50 wood Galleon 2700 silver + 75 wood contact pf@x.dtu.dk, Black Sun(18) --=>> SHIPYARD FOR HIRE <<=-- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --=>> SHIPYARD FOR HIRE <<=-- Would you like to travel by boat and can't afford to build the boat. You can now hire 25 shipbuilders in Helsickel, the only requirement is that you provide the wood and pay the builders. Price for: Longboat 900 silver + 25 wood Clipper 1800 silver + 50 wood Galleon 2700 silver + 75 wood contact pf@x.dtu.dk, Black Sun(18) --=>> SHIPYARD FOR HIRE <<=-- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Accord Ltd. (191): [This space intentionally left blank.] Enjoy the reprieve, --Minister of Propoganda ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Is there anyone out there that can share the weather paaterns that are happening in your area? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The beginning is near! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Up