Atlantis 2.0: Times 39 From: Geoff Dunbar <atlantis@rahul.net> Date: Tue, 31 Oct 1995 00:00:00 +0000 Atlantis 2.0 Times March, 4 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ admin20@atlantis.rahul.net for problems, info. You will now get a message if your report is sent to a non 'official' address, so you can spot if someone is stealing your reports. I haven't been very good about posting this to the news, or putting it on the ftp site. I'll try to improve. Sorry. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ******************************************************************************** The Captain inspected the scouts. More boys than men, they where still the only scouts he had. "You know your assignment!" he said to them. "I want all the surounding areas scouted. If you find an unoccupied one we will move in." The young men nodded. Each just briefed by the sergeant who had drilled inn the virtues of constructive cowardliness. The Captain had no use for dead heroes! He wanted information. They sat out as soon as the sun rose. ******************************************************************************** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the next turn I will teach magic skills in AC. Energy up to lvl. 3 Construct up to lvl. 3 Only 30 sil but only if I have 10 students else I will not teach. Eloy Anguiano eloy@piano.icm.uam.es ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I AM REALLY ANGRY. THE CHURCH OF THE PURPLE SNOWFLAKE KILLED THE BIRDS. They were more peacefully than you can imagine. God damn this faction and all its allies who kill such units. For those who don't believe there is the list of defenders: The Birds (3000), avoiding, behind, 5 high elves, 150 silver. Skills: entertainment 2(90). Unit (6466), avoiding, behind, 29 orcs, 150 silver, Skills: none. Unit (7812), avoiding, behind, leader. Skills: entertainment 2(150). and City Guard (175), on guard, 100 leaders, 100 swords. The list of attackers was about 150 lines. Tell me why they did it. The only solution I see is that they don't like music. I speak many times with this alliance called NAA and all time they were speaking about peace and harmony. DO NOT TRUST NAA. THEY ARE LIERS. Many players said that they are good. Are they really? They have not sent a line with explanation. So they only murderers. And I hate them. If only someone clean the Atlantis world from such factions Kash'd D'g, the local corespondent of Atlantis Times, Crieff ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's nice to be back in Atlantis Game. I hope things will go more easily now. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Announcement: The Abernethy University is open. Both students and teachers (must have at least level 3 in something) are wanted. Please contact oyvind@merak.com if you want to teach or be taught. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No news from CEO BoB (tm) this week! He's taking a vacation on the beautiful island of Cremona to get married and have a honeymoon. Look for exciting details in all the local tabloids! (Unless, of course, G.O.O.D. Ltd. is successful in implementing it's "Take a photo of this occasion and DIE!" policy.) Just as a note, CEO BoB (tm) has bought the airspace over Cremona for the next turn. Any flying wizards will be assumed to be in the pay of the tabloids and will be shot on sight. Have a nice day! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ R E S E A R C H I S A W A S T E O F T I M E A N D M O N E Y THE SPELL EXCHANGE CENTER (1) has changed address Contact Jirka (klouda@novell.karlin.mff.cuni.cz) for further information (1)The spell exchange center is a trademark by Mark Fuller R E S E A R C H I S A W A S T E O F T I M E A N D M O N E Y ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mice Times of Atlantis The Mice Olympics were help last week Some records were broken High-jump Popped Rice : 3 cm Shot Put Heavy Spice : 4.567656656 cm ------------------------------------------------------------------------ My lord Ruse. The battle has been lost. Both sides have taken significant losses. We cannot claim the new territory. Then prepare all defense units for war in case of counter-attack. We can easily take out 300 men before we are destroyed. Contact our allies. We may need to portal them in after all. ***** The Hand of Darkness, and our allies the Dire Didgett of Darkness, and the Melniboneans, now claim the desert in (6,15), the swamp in (7,13) and the forests in (5,13), (5,14), (6,13) and (6,14). All factions entering this region are requested to state their business. Otherwise funny things might happen. Hand of Darkness g8512580@mcmaster.ca Dire Didgett of Darkness richard@majinga.demon.co.uk ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The old sea dog surveyed the organised chaos of the dockyards and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. Two months to complete the longboat, he judged, tugging thoughtfully at his earring. He sniffed the salt air and licked his lips. Plenty of time yet to be savouring the pleasures of shore leave, then, he mused, hopping towards the tavern as fast as his wooden leg would let him. "Fifteen men on a dead man's chest..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ooo ooooo ooooo ooooooooooooo `88. .888' `888' 8' 888 `8 888b d'888 888 888 8 Y88. .P 888 888 888 8 `888' 888 888 888 8 Y 888 .o. 888 .o. 888 .o. o8o o888o Y8P o888o Y8P o888o Y8P The Magic Items Traders are proud to announce the opening of his new shop in Atlantis City. We can offer the following magic items: - Helm of observation (+2 in observation)..................... 200 sil - Gloves of strength (+2 in combat +5 attacks per round)...... 200 sil - Potion of healing (survive one fatal blow in combat)........ 200 sil * - Wand of fire (-2 in enemy attack)........................... 200 sil - Pick of mining (+10 in mining).............................. 200 sil - Enchant wagon (no need horse)............................... 200 sil ** * Prize per 10 potion. ** You provide the wagon. Contact "Circulo interno" (843) at javier@nemesis.iic.uam.es ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Vladimir de Sigunem was totally unprepared for the powerful feelingss of loss that flooding his waking moments. The "expedition", as he had come to describe it to himself, had been an unqualified success. Using a powerful blend of Altantean narcosis-inductants, supplied by his pharmacomage friend, Vladimir had crossed to the alternate reality of "Bondi Beach" and found it to be even better than fable had lead him to expect. The sand was crisp, crunchy, and so much more harmoniously "beachlike" than the pathetic pebbles that adorned the shores of Lake Undine, near AC. Vladimir had wondered, then wandered, feeling more alive than at any time during the last twelvemonth in Atlantis. He had climbed the steps from the sandy expanse and walked barefoot across coarse green grass. The whole experience, from the deliciously lethargic peace induced by the sun which seemed so much hotter than the Atlantean Orb, to the counterbalance of invigoration wrought by the pungent salt air, had left Vladimir delirously overwhelmed. So now, back in Atlantis, Vladimir pined for that alternate reality, and chafed at the invisible bonds of subsistence that bound him to a rough desk in a darkened room, composing turgid prose for the Atlantis Times... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Beware, I'm back. Cremona will not be forgotten. hahahaHaHaHAHAHAHA!!! (demonical laughter) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ooo ooooo ooooo ooooooooooooo `88. .888' `888' 8' 888 `8 888b d'888 888 888 8 Y88. .P 888 888 888 8 `888' 888 888 888 8 Y 888 .o. 888 .o. 888 .o. o8o o888o Y8P o888o Y8P o888o Y8P The Magic Items Traders are proud to announce the opening of his new shop in Atlantis City. We can offer the following magic items: - Helm of observation (+2 in observation)..................... 200 sil - Gloves of strength (+2 in combat +5 attacks per round)...... 200 sil - Potion of healing (survive one fatal blow in combat)........ 200 sil * - Wand of fire (-2 in enemy attack)........................... 200 sil - Pick of mining (+10 in mining).............................. 200 sil - Enchant wagon (no need horse)............................... 200 sil ** * Prize per 10 potion. ** You provide the wagon. Contact "Circulo interno" (843) at javier@nemesis.iic.uam.es ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "What!! " shouted Sicman, after reading the message, that just arrived. "Those #!$%!%&&# Pirates. I offer them peace and how do they responde to that ? They bring attack forces into our land. This is just too much, they will pay for this. General !!!!". "You called Senator." General said after he was fetched from the barracks. "You are responsible for mounting an army and send it to the eastern front. Don't come back without their heads." Sicman ordered. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hace mucho que no veo mensajes en espanyol en el Times y ya los anyoro. Que es de vuestra vida?? que tal vuestras facciones (a todos los que me entiendan...)?? He visto que mucha gente se ha re-incorporado al juego tras la matanza sufrida en Menter. A mi no me va del todo mal... Si alguno esta interesado en negociar con mi faccion que me llame. alf@odin.etsiig.uniovi.es ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Saga of The Old Ones Part III ----------------------------- From the land of Atlantis, the spirits do rise, Taking the form of those who are nigh, And together they wait and prepare for the day, When the Goddess shall call them into the fray, And then all shall fear the Old Ones' revenge, On those who destroyed Arthur's troops at Stonehenge. From the heroes of old, one Gwydion was sent, To rally the forces, till the enemy relents, Guided by the wisdom of the prophet of kings, He shall smite the usurper till for mercy he sings, And when all is ready and the Old Ones are strong, He shall hand his forces to whom they belong, The Pendragon shall lead the forces of Old, To victory and glory as has been foretold. {But for the time being we are bored stiff, The BEAT-LESS searching for the perfect riff, The Warriors of the Sidhe are drunken louts, The Eye of the Goddess nout to write home about, So come on guys, lets leave AC, There's tonnes out there for us to see, We crave action, adventure and really wild things, So stuff that cretinious prophet of kings!!!!} Extensive research has indicated that the last verse of this section of the great saga was in fact written by a different author to that of the rest of the manuscript, and somehow managed to make it to the final manuscript. One theory is that it was inserted after composition by an unkown member of the faction known as the Old Ones, thus suggesting some dissatisfaction amongst the ranks. Another school of thought suggests that the bard responsible for the great saga (Generally considered to be the best recovered from the Times archives of the 2.0 era of Atlantis) was at this point getting bored of the long preparation required to realise the ambitions of this particular group, for which of course no documentary or archaelogical evidence of success has yet been found. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Amyntas peered through the glowing Gateway before him. The local elven population seemed to take such portals in their stride, but he was still apprehensive. He knew not where it led, though the marketplace abounded with rumours of a city called Larkanth. He took a sideways glance at Lothar, his travelling companion. Lothar was a squat man, though surprisingly competent in controlling his mare. His dark hair receded sharply from his forehead, revealing the thin silver line of a scar an inch across. Amyntas had met him in rather odd circumstances. Whilst walking through the the dimly lit streets one night, he heard shouting from down a dark alleyway. Investigating, he saw Lothar struggling to keep three cutthroats at bay. Unseen, Amyntas crept up behind the foremost of these thugs, put his arm round his throat and yanked. Hearing a satisfying crack as the thug's neck snapped he turned to face the last mugger as Lothar battled the third. Flashing a knife, the thug lunged at Amyntas, slicing a deep wound on his chest as he danced back. The thug feinted again, but Amyntas was ready this time, and grabbed his arm. Using his own weight as a balance, he swung the thug roughly into the wall, smiling as he slidd into unconsciousness. By this time, Lothar had put to flight the third assailant. He bowed low to Amyntas. "I am yours to command, friend. I will serve you loyally for a year and a day, for truly you have given me life this night." He went on to explain that he cutthroats were old partners of his, but the relationship had gone sour when Lothar had turned his back on crime. He used to be known as Lothar the Shiv, due to his preferred weapon. And now he was to travel to Larkanth with Amyntas. This man was Amyntas second subject. His first was a frail old man whose sharp eyes missed nothing. This man Amyntas had paid money to to safeguard his interests for a month or two in the capital. But his daughter, Thetis, would be coming to Larkanth with Amyntas. She was smitten by his devilish good looks, and already bloomed with his child. Amyntas sat back and waited for the tradesmen to bring him the goods he had ordered. Tonight, the macedonians would sally forth. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Jose Manuel Xaviar Gonzales, in a few short weeks it will be spring. The snows of winter will flow away, the ice will vanish, the air will become soft and balmy. "In short, Jose Manuel Xaviar Gonzales, the annual miracle of the years will awaken and come to pass. "But you won't be there. "The rivulet will run its soaring course to the sea. The timid desert flowers will put forth their tender shots. The glorious valleys of this imperial domain will blossom as the rose. "Still, you will not be there to see. "From every tree top, some wild woods songster will carol his mating song. Butterflies will sport in the sunshine. The gentle breeze will tease the tassels of the wild grasses, and all nature, Jose Manuel Xaviar Gonzales, will be glad. "But you will not be there to enjoy it. Because I command the sheriff of the county to lead you away to some spot, swing you by the neck from a knotting bough of some sturdy oak, and let you hang until dead. "And then, Jose Manuel Xaviar Gonzales, I further command that such officer retire quickly from your dangling corpse, that vultures may descend from the heavens upon your filthy body until nothing shall remain but bare bleached bones of a coldblooded, bloodthirsty, throatcutting, murdering S.O.B." This was a pronouncement of Judge Roy Bean, a true champion of desert justice, many years ago. Recent times have forced Judge Roy Bean to reappear and to show the imposter, Sheriff Iron Hand and his lackeys, why they should never have put the people of Jaca to the sword. We are M.A.D. and we are not going to take it anymore. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Is there anyone who is looking to quit Atlantis? If you are, please contact me before you nuke your faction. Thanks, Chuck Martin <cbmartin@whale.st.usm.edu> ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anyone know what the higher level shapeshifting spells do? -- An Interested Party ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In response to various slanderous articles in last turn's Times, I have felt obliged to respond. I have had dealings with the DOMINION many times and have found them to be trustworthy and fair in the way they conduct their business. Many of the large alliances seem to be the target for these derogatory comments. I am sure that the DOMINION didn't get to where they are today without making a few enemies, but this aside, I have always found them to be honourable. A friend of the DOMINION. PS. I can't sign this as I usually would because I am the one who paid for the hit on Rhion. ;-) - Just because I'm small - doesn't mean I'm harmless! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ How am I susposed to be ready for that Portal Jump without enough silver to support me when I get there? Those elves are still at it. They cannot seem to deliver anything. Hey, Elf! Bring that silver to me! Stupid elves! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ THE WAY TO A MANS HEART... A delicious aroma of home cooking fills the air in Jaca... "I hope Holgi enjoys this..." said Janice " ... it's cold up there in the forest and since we are parted he will need something to keep him warm at night." "Perhaps he has already..." suggested Derok. "I hear he and Little Witch..." "Never!" cried Janice jealously "And anyway, once he tastes my cooking his old appetites shall be aroused...and he shall be mine alone. She can't cook like me!" "That is true enough." replied Derok, his gaze wandering to the cooking pot... and the still shoed leg within... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The famous scholar Olibrius complains about people writing in the Times that the world is cylindrical without quoting him and his friend Acrobatty. That's scientifically unfair. 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A FRENGLISH PUN +++++++++++++++ Ca se voit que je suis en guerre, je viens d'envoyer mes ordres de march... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tous s'activaient pour le grand voyage,les chefs hurlaient des ordres qui etaient bien souvent mal compris ou meme ignores.Le resultat fut que le navire ne partit pas au moment prevu et les marees s'anoncaient mauvaises pour les prochains jours.Le mois suivant verra une nouvelle tentative,Tristam cette fois supervisera tout pour etre sur que l'expedition prendra la mer le jour prevu. Chroniques de la Dent Noire par Beloisel le Barde. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Spakker (AP) - WAR ON THE CONTINENT!!!! Tensions between the Dominion and the Confederation have finally erupted into war. Reports indicate that the Confederation troops have so far fared very well, and that the Dominion forces are in full-retreat. Atlantis Press (AP) military analysts suggest that they may be falling back to defensive positions in the town of Lochinver and the city of Oranmore. This war has become personal as the Dominion war chiefs cry foul play. They claim to have been stabbed in the back after the Confederation broke a non-agression treaty with the Dominion. However, like the little boy who cried wolf, very few people either believe or sympathize with the Dominion's plight. Years of treachery, assassinations, pompous attitudes and aggressive policies have left the Dominion with very few friends. In fact, in a recent AP survey, 97% of those questioned would be elated at the possibility of a Dominion-free Atlantis. All of this does not bode well for the various Dominion Houses, as well as for the Knights of Ni who have been pushed to the front lines by the Dominion retreat. The Knights' alliance with the Dominion may ultimately spell doom for the order of Ni, with reports indicating massive Confederation troop deployments in the swamps south of Yakleks. A big question in this war is the role of the Imperial Union of Nairn. The IUN has enjoyed peace for years now, and has had much time to grow and develop defensive systems. Should they decide to throw their forces into this war, the impact could be enormous. The IUN diplomat revealed in an exclusive AP interview this morning that the Imperial Council is meeting to discuss the situation. He further revealed the current IUN offical statement: "Our Division of Defense is on full-alert. All borders guards have been increased, and the IUN will not tolerate any excusions into the Imperial Domain by either side. The Imperial Council is meeting to discuss the options before us. Both the Confederation and the Dominion have approached us looking for assistance. The Imperial Council will consider the matter carefully." Atlantis Press will continue covering this story, for as long as the war continues... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Well look all you have to do is tap the sword 3 times and say 'abracadabrahocuspocusalakazamarethemagicwordszappowbingo' all in one breath, then dip the sword in some quicksilver. After that you take the sword over to the blacksmith's and . . ." "I know, i know. You've told me a million times already. It just doesn't seem to work." "But. . ." "Yeah, but you know it works, because you've done it a hundred times already." "Right and it should take only 10 hours - one each sword and then you can go and play Civilization for the other 29 days of the month and give the Minister of Defence your swords at the end of the month telling him that it was hard work." "OK. I've tried everyone's spell protocols, and none of them seem to work. I'll try it again. Just don't come bothering me for a while." "Very well. Consider our lessons for the month done. I will see you later. I will be playing Civilization with the others since we finished our batches already. Let me know if you have any problems." "OK. Bye." [some time passes] "#@%*! I can't get this hocus-pocus nonsense. Even after i refold the sword 4 times, sharpen it and carbonize it, it still doesn't work." A sword goes flying across the room to emphasize the point. It knocks over a bottle of peroxide - both the sword and the bottle tumble into a vat. Another bottle labeled C2F4 tips on the shelf from the resulting impact, and it's contents spill into the vat. [the next day] "OK. Check this out. I finally made a magic sword. Here it is. Totally cool, huh?" "Oouucchh!! Oooh, not bad. Not bad at all. Verrry sharp, yes. It looks a little different than everybody else's magic swords - seems like there is some shiny coating over the sword. But, hey, a magic sword is a magic sword - what the heck. The minister will be pleased to know of your progress. Just don't forget to send all 10 to those guys. I am going back to my game - see you later." "Thanks. See you later." "All 10? Oh, yeah. . . that's right i have to do 10. Now how did i do the first one? OK. Here put the bottles back. . . Well i guess that i have to these since they broke. Now. Let's see in my notes it says 'tap sword 3 times, then say the magic words, etc., etc. I guess i did that 8 times first. Then refold sword 4 times, sharpen, then carbonize. Then do the tapping and magic words etc. 3 more times. Then throw across the room into the vat with a broken bottle of peroxide and a broken bottle of tetrafluoroethylene. Wow! It's going to take me a few days to enchant each sword. I better get cracking!" [March 31, year 4] "Oh great! You made your 10 magic swords, they will be very happy." "Good. Now, can i get on to my next lesson? How abhappy." "Good. Now, can i get on to my next lesson? How about that one where you can . . ." "Yes, yes. But first, you will have to clean up this mess - you must be very clumsy with all these broken bottles lying around the place. How did you manage to drop all of these????" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ When Mages take time war... War is here, death is all arround you... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Move here, Move there, and every time, it takes you a whole MONTH just to cross the street. O.K. just stay put and BUILD now!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ IUN News - The times... they are interesting, and I don't mean this publication. The Confederation and Dominion are at war. The IUN is receiving a rather interesting mix of pleas for help and vague threats. They kill each other. We grow stronger. It would seem that we can't lose. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Take one Llama heart. Dice into small cubes. Place on skewers. BBQ. Sure it involes eating a chosen one of our mighty God, but it sure tastes good. Who ever said that one cannot partake of the meat of the Llama ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Land Claim Office ===================== The aim of the Land Claim office is to produce a list of usefull and dangerous land for the unsuspecting explorer, it is free and no claim will be enforced by the claims office. The decision to use it is entirely yours and you may claim as much land as you wish, although no claim of the whole world (or a large part of it) will be published. Due to the size of the land claims I will now send out the full list weekly to any players that want it. Let me know if you want to be added to the mailing list. All claims should be sent to the office (claim@forsyth.demon.co.uk) with a means of contact, a summary will be included in the Times each month. If you wish your entry removed then also let me know. The land claims can also be found at the following www site: http://www.nyu.edu/pages/advocacy/officers/beads/atlantis/ags/claims.txt The Land Claims Office. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ,--------------------------------------------------------------. | | | A.B.R Offers | | | | Our latest offers are listed below | | | |--------------------------------------------------------------| | The A.B.R. Production Line | | ========================== | | The following men are available for hire: | | Armourers (7 units of iron a month) | | Weaponsmiths (3 units of iron a month) | | | | 20$ per unit of iron or wood worked with | | | |--------------------------------------------------------------| | The A.B.R. 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Place your orders now to aviod | | dissapointment. atlantis@forsyth.demon.co.uk | | | | Discouts for large orders, all orders over $500 will | | require a deposit of 50% of the purchase price. | | | | Watch this space for future offers. | | | `--------------------------------------------------------------' ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hogli stomped through the melting snow-puddles, shading his eyes from the low-hanging sun, and nursing a splitting headache. His temper, normally sanguine, had grown worse of late. Besides the persistent headache, his old body was full of deep pains, almost as if it had started to grow again! The skin condition was spreading, his gums bled...growing old was a terrible thing. Except that he seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of energy. Sometimes that was a curse too...he almost never slept, being plagued by dark, fearful dreams of the awful Vox days. Dreams of blood and flayed skin, and madness. It was far better to search through the Shadow's moldering texts, looking for that final key...the ultimate spell. As he entered the dingy pavilion-tent that was his inadequate lodging on this dismal wet campaign, Comito rose to greet him. The quiet imperturbable servant handed Hogli yet another of the scented red scrolls. Something delicate snapped in Hogli's mind. "ANOTHER!! I *TOLD* YOU, I do NOT want to SEE THESE!!!" Comito's eyebrows lifted slightly at the uncharacteristic outburst. Hogli's hand lashed out as though to strike, and for a moment, he felt claws...great claws... It all faded in a moment, and Hogli collapsed, terrified at the loss of control. When he could speak again, it was in a calm and apologetic voice. "My pardons, ser Comito. The headache, you understand. Another message from Janice, no doubt." A nod from the expressionless Comito confirmed. "Pity she's so determined on me as a husband, and she can't even spell my name. 'Holgi' indeed." Comito gave a slight smile, then left his Master to his own devices. Hogli sighed, rubbed his eyes, and sat down at the makeshift desk. A few more hours of study before bed, and tomorrow at dawn, the preparations for the first Rome assault. He had suddenly a vivid vision of severed Centurion's heads, charred limbs, the screams of dying soldiers, and he smiled, warm satisfaction suffusing his old body and easing his aches. Then, sudden discomfort... why was he thinking these grim, destructive thoughts? And why was he always so very *hungry*? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ THE PRETTSTERN FREE PRESS HEADLINES * Praestbygd persecution of the Chendite faith continued as a cavalry corps led by Lady Marionette raided deeper into the County of Chendo, killing and looting, an action termed by the Foreign Ministry as "extremely provocative." * Abernethy continued its purge of undesirable elements in the town of Eskerfan, this month rounding up a Monzonite street gang and putting its members to the sword. Monzon officials had no comment. * The wizard Morinal, famed for his prudent absence from the battles of Prettstern and Leighlin, apparently took offense at an unidentified soldier in Helvete who alleged the magician was a coward. Eyewitnesses report that Morinal flew into a red rage, beginning a complex spell which was interrupted by said soldier allegedly fatally knifing the wizard in the gut, mid-incantation, then fleeing the scene. * Barry Diller, an adventurer from Atlantis City who arrived in Kashmar over the winter, was created Baron Diller by royal representatives and granted lands north of Kashmar. He is the first of the nobles created as a result of the recent royal directive to divest the kingdom of excess lands. The Crown continues to seek trustworthy men and women with a pioneering spirit to rule over frontier provinces of the Kingdom. BUSINESS * The slave trade surged in Karothea and western Dezhou as merchants from the Working Faction and Mandia's Traders recruited craftsmen and miners to help expand production. * Production in the Chendo swamps was disrupted due to raiding. Steps are being taken to increase security. HIGHEST DEMAND: magic items, swords, bows, horses. MODERATE DEMAND: chain armor, buildings, wagons. SURPLUS: slaves, silver, land. RUMORS * Mosquito and fly problems in the Barony of Estmere caused by proximity to jungles and stagnant lakes were rather drastically solved by the Baron's court wizard, who summoned three dozen giant spiders to deal with the pests. Despite the insect population dropping drastically, Baron Estmere nevertheless sacked his court wizard and is now looking for a reputable replacement to help solve the new arachnid problem. * Arkadians and Jokomicalaughunny Buffoons have reportedly taken up refuge in the swamps north of Victoria, raiding natives for supplies. The Crown expressed little interest in directly annexing lands north of Victoria to the Kingdom, but would be willing to support any adventurer interested in establishing a barony in those areas. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ********************************************************************************** ************************ CREMONA ********************** ********************************************************************************** And so it has been told "There was a mighty flash and the OSC vanished from the lands of CREMONA. ********************************************************************************** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Finally, winter is over and new things are about to happen. I suspect, what'll happen to my men is destruction but hey, it's a game!!! Judge Oti (may'be I'll defend the Cremona Killers...) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ....The archeologist scrambled through the rumble and literally fell upon his goal...The Tablet of Enkara, of a realm long lost.. the fabled Atlantis. The message was in an easily decodable script ------------------------------------------------- Hi there babes!! Y'know, the bad thing about being the victor - is the money, the gifts, the harem. -Yes, it's bad(?!?) - you always need more.. The latest fashion accessories,.. a helm and a wand don't you know,.. are essential, but dont pay the bills - for the latest in lawn technology dont you know.. Money, money, money,... in myyyy world.... (!) ---------------------------------------------------- Atlantis existed alright and "yuppies" have been invented .... - damn yuppies ------------------------------------------------------------------------ More study... More Study... More study... Be one with the shadow.... Be one with the dark....... Hide in the movement of the air..... I am not here.. I am not there.. I am a figment of your imagination.. Say bye byes to your life... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cremona Threats now is it from the reaper, 15,30 is currently under CCCP protection and the trade factions there apparently don't want you present, so why don't you go and do something you are good at... flee to the north. Ross. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ They are taking over my lands. Well, I guess it is time to bring my forces there to protect my interests. Look out enemy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ So the new life for Varmeed has began, a new incarnation, new place, new people, new events, new enemies. Being his third life he has had a pretty rough time so far, everything going wrong the first time and then just being in the wrong place at the wrong time the second. This time tough he looks like he has a damm good time ahead of him in his quest for total magic domination. May the PCP rot in the deep bowels of the earth for all eternity. Count Varmeed ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Confederation forces clear the DOMINION from the Fetlar swamps and the Methven forest. General Swat of the Confederation reports, "We are still waiting for our first loss. The DOMINION seem to lack any teeth at all." We attempted to get a comment from Lord Cleyeh of the Night Swords, but only found his body laying in a swampy pool. The IUN is reportedly tense, but willing to watch from the sidelines. An anonymous source stated, "Sure we have a warlike group on our borders, but that's better than Lord Banshee's assassins and spies." --News Hound ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A problem with travelling in an elite army is that you are fireflashing corpses. Before the enemy ever swings he's dead. Perhaps I'll have to stop for a few turns and learn Fireball. At least that way I can contribute. --Megatron Mages ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We have our first ship and we didn't have to build it. Just scour off the blood and out into the briny deep. The substances are quite similar. It will be interesting to see what lies in the ocean. Will it be more peaceful? I suspect not. It will certainly be hard to survive -- no silver fish. Still, a change. --an ambitious man ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Here come the riders across the plain. They are bringing horses for all of us. Soon will be the swords and longbows. Be ready for them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The sisters frined is out there now. Try to find her. You will not be able to as she is hidden very well. Soon whe will find you and stop your attacks. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There goes Toto. After those city guards again. Come on Toto, chase them our way. We will take care of them and soon the city will be ours. Go Toto Go. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Here come the mages to the rescue. You should have no fear now, we will save all of you. Stand aside and let us work. There may be some kind of blackflash from the fireballs. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is not much fun. Study work and cast spells. I thought it would be much better than this. And having to keep asking WAR for money does not do what I wanted. What to do now? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There goes another town under the control of the PCP. What great fun. We will be taking all of thes soon. You can't stop us. We dare you to try! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Searching for the right person is so hard. How do you know when you have found her. Do you settle on one that seems fright, or do you keep looking? Now Susan tells me that she is right for me, but I do not know yet. She does have some interesting forms and motions to consider. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Out from the wall creaps the shadow. INto the souls of men ozzes the evil presence of the eevil one. Into your soul will he come soon unless you turn away from the dark side and embrace the light source where in all the goodness and mercy flows. Choose the right and the right will stand by you. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Newly started magic faction seeks small alliance in peaceful part of the world for a longstanding, fruitful relationship. Requirements: Peaceful situation, no ties to any of the large alliances, portal ability. Must be able and willing to train in magic. Send applications to: Atlantis Players List. (atl-players@ee.pdx.edu) Include confirmation of above-mentioned pre-requisites, and info on current alliances/friends. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ To whom it may concern: Operation GrassHopper confirmed. In March, the Goose stretches its wings; in April, it will fly. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The girls were going great at Magic School. They were getting good grades in all the disciplines and would soon be eligible to wear the silver star of the Ordre Magis. But they came homw one day to find the house broken into, and some books and journals stolen. "How did this happen?" Asked Annette, looking around the ruined living room. Markings and curses defaced the walls. "Beats me!" Said Sarah, who had found the broom and was sweeping up the feathers that had come from a shredded pillow. "Those nasty Orc boys from up the road, maybe?" "No!" Said the youngest, Natalya. She pointed to a symbol drawn on the wall. "No Orc would draw these Cabalistic symbols, they would be burnt to ashes. No, I think the mess is to disguise the burglary as some vandalism!" They searched the house thoroughly, and came to the conclusion that Sarah's spell books were missing. But who would take them, and why? "Can someone steal spells? Next they'll be stealing people!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Lord of Helvete is glad that a war has started and he isn't involved. He didn't start the war it's their own war let's do what they want there. Lord of Helvete ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I have only received 1 new area last turn. The map can't continue that way. I have done most of the mapping in my area however as I had been attacked my future isn't very prosperous. I'll try to survive though :-) The Mapper ------------------------------------------------------------------------ X The Church Of ENVY: We Claim 7,17 8,18 and 6,18 XXXXX (smygelfh@kuai.se) X The One owning the border Guards in 6,18, contact us please. X The Welcoming hand, please contact us. X Who wants to buy Plate_Armors/sell Magic_Swords? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Smalltalk from the Giant's Chamber: Grub: Well, Juggler, finished playing with your balls? Juggler: Yes, Master. I've buried my nose in my magic books lately. Grub: Why? Have you discovered anything new? Juggler: Yes. I will report to you very soon, when I'm completely done. Grub: Well then, continue your work. And send Dusk in, will you? Juggler: As you command, Master. Dusk: Yeah, Master. Whaddya want? Grub: Skip that unpolished talk, and tell me about you work. Dusk: I'm studyin' da skills ye told me to, Master. Grub: Good. See to the slaves before you go to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Some people complained on those who complains on others who kills defenceless people. I hate them all! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello all magic factions! I'm a restart who need a portal jump from AC to some of my friends. Give me an offer I can't refuse. If all goes well a friend of mine might want to go in a few turns. d91maror@und.ida.liu.se ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Question: Que faire de deux demi-bateaux en deux endroits differents ? Ah, mon dieu personnel m'avait donne la reponse, mais, comme je suis mort, vous ne le saurez pas ! Na ! Cendre de Sang-Dragon le defunt, bientot reincarne en bateau. ( Pour sur qu'il devait avoir un tres mauvais karma !!!!! ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ben la, comme j'ai pas l'inspiration, je vais vous en raconter une bien bonne: C'est Bill Gates qui meurt et va au paradis. Il se retrouve devant Saint-Pierre, et le sage homme lui dit : << - Bill, tu as ete un brave type sur terre. Tu as le droit de choisir ou tu vas passer le restant de tes jours, soit en enfer soit au paradis. - Saint-Pierre, me serait-il possible de voir ces deux mondes? - Evidemment. >> Et voila, Bill Gates qui se retrouve en enfer : Il voit une plage avec des palmiers, de tres jolies filles nues courant et jouant avec les oiseaux. Ensuite, il visite le paradis : C'est un endroit tres calme, avec des gens paisibles assis sur des bancs. Bill Gates doit prendre une decision. Il se dit : "L'enfer a l'air plus attrayant" et il choisit l'enfer. A ce moment, il se retrouve dans la lave en train de souffrir le martyr. Et il crie a Saint-Pierre: - Ce n'est pas ce que vous m'aviez montre. - Eh oui, Bill, c'etait le version demo. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is another note for the Atlantean Geographic Society: Dear collegues, About my suggestion that we live IN a cylindar, I have now found an explanation about the World of Shadow: We can imaginate that around our cylindar, there is an other, bigger one. So when you watch or go through the Shadow World, you briefly enter this cylindar, and exit somewhere else in the normal world ... Because it has a flat, perfect surface, and is not a full world with oceans, mountains and such, it is much faster to travel by this mean than on our surface. But, because it is all dark, as shadows, apprentice of the great magic lost their way on it, so some-one using an easy spell as Shadow Jump, reappears apparently randomly on our world. In fact this is not hazard, just a bad sens of orientation, in this world where big distances are travelled as fast as small ones... Perhaps the better magicians in this art would be sorcerers which would have been ship navigators before... I hope this modest contribution of myself will give vocation to intrepid captains... Your fellow, Leonardo da Vinci (5658), L'Inconnu (625), actually in Skottskog. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ - ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - ----- Atlantical Geographic Society ------ - ---------------------------------------------------------------------- We invite the leaders of the alliances and factions of the World to visit the Atlantical Geographic Society: http://www.nyu.edu/pages/advocacy/officers/beads/atlantis/ags/ Okay, still nothing new, but a cool site nonetheless! Hopefully, the wonderful and amazing improvements intended for this site will be made sometime in the next few months, once the real world gives me a day off. ----- In other news: * We did not trust the Birds. They did not keep there word (remember the tour of the worlds folks). We removed them from our site. Besides, Denbigh was building a choir of his own. * Patricia and Elvis are dead, not in Rome. Komarken is still the home of Yellow Journalism. [This FACTIOD brought to you by the Church of the Purple Snowflake (72) -- landt@acf4.nyu.edu] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yessssss . . . . . who shall be the next victim of the Jaca Assassins Guild? I'd watch my back if I were you. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Defenders came out to attack the invading armies. Pikeman advanced two deep, the long poles of the rear troops held out between the troops in front. The crossbowman on horses advanced in the flanks, with the skirmishing troops charging forth. A huge battle cry erupted from the advancing guards, defending Klen in a flury of cloth, wood and iron. The Dark Lord emitted a sound, dry and rasping, that must have been a laugh. With a gesture, balls of fire erupted from his hands, engulfing the skirmishers in a conflagration of blue flame. More and more streaks of fire were lobbed at the advancing defenders, until their ranks ran thick with blood and thin with advancing troops. The attacking army charged forth and finished the job. It was over before it even began. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The alliance is moving forward. We are gaining more and more good honest members that abhore the sneaky and evil acts that other types of factions insist in engaging in. There are more decent factions out here than those of the evil ones. All of you should give it a good thought about how you want to do this world. Do you want the slash and kill factions ruin it for every faction? Do you want the let simple honest factions that have done no harm to anyone get wiped out by such forces as the PCP? Do not let them taunt you in trying to take them on by yourself. They are not a single faction either! Join up with others to even the battles and rid the world of such evil scurges as them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Seeker after truth follows the path of rightesousness. Go and follow the correct path to do therightesoous things in the world. Follow not the temptaion of evil that will lead you into the path of danger. Stick to the right and go and do the right. Ye mortal soul is in danger, follow the right and to as you know is the crect unto all fellow creatures in the world. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Shiping out to sea with a load of goods is very satisfying for the tradsman in me. The ship is riding low in the waters and my pockets are still jingling with left over silver. I cm making it in this trade after all. Now to do a little expansion plans to expand my trade empire. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tundra has got to be the most boring terrain type. Not only are there no decent products available in Tundra hexes, but what sort role-playing can you do as a Tundra-based power? Who's going to take "Vlad the Sealer" seriously, or be scared of "Cold-foot Joe and his army of killer penguins"? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ She had her head turned towards him now. He decided to take the chance and go for it. He moved face close to her and kisses her. She didn't move for a bit and the kiss was somewhat returned. Then, Whapp! She slapped him across his check and turn away. What had gone wrong? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Shiva's Magic Shop is closed for the duration. Please send email to bobhayes@oz.net with any questions. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Big Jim chomped on his cigar. Things were moving quickly. Thousands of troops were heading east. He had bow support as well as mage support. The only thing that worried him was the training his front-line troops had received. They could use more, but no matter... The war had begun. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Bah! I cannot believe how time consuming it is to manipulate these puny mortals!", the count exclaimed as he kicked the third Macintosh this week down a stone staircase. Renfield gasped. What was he to do now. There weren't any Macs left and getting a PC would require the sacrifice of many RAM to great god Bill. "Smaller is better, I don't care what anyone else tells you Renfield! Get me another one of those foul machines and we shall consolidate our holdings so that we may enjoy our weekends more." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rikard smelled the land about him as his ship entered the River Kashmar. Much different than the salty smell of the open sea...and different too from the the smell of coastal ports that he has frequented. Soon he would be arriving in the glorious Kashmar city. Not that he found political turmoil to be glorious...but the spice market and red light district put the backwoods of his northern backwater home to shame. He would sell his goods at profit, and enjoy the short stay. His crew seemed to agree...working harder every day closer to their arrival. It would be a shame to be stuck swabbing the decks when one could be carousing with the local ladies. Rikard couldn't agree more. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was a slow march through the mountains. The troops were dejected having to watch the land, their homes, laid to waste. Would they ever return? The alternative was definitly worse. Death at the hands of a barbaric group who follow the blindly follow orders of an unknown. Laying waste randomly and at will. Homes can be rebuilt. This hopefully was just a minor setback. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ If people are going to make "come and get me" threats, could they please at least sign them? We will get to you eventually, just join the line and be patient. There's only so many we can kill a month. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ If any of the crusaders see me fleeing through their lands, please don't kill me. Unfortunatley the monsoons hit and I was stuck in an outer hex of the killers when they took the city. They couldn't see me (they must have very bad obs), and I have only now been able to leave. A narrow escape from them would not be well followed by being slaughtered by you. Thankyou kindly. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ************************************************************** ATTENTION The Knights of The Whiterose (698) have changed address. To contact the Knights use PHTCDAH@lux.latrobe.edu.au rather than the old s_lengel@eduserv.its. unimelb.edu.au Thanks Dave Harris K of the WR P.S. The faction who names itself after a Queintin Toranteno film has limited left of their existence. ************************************************************************ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -=-=-=-=-=-= Mages of Cremona -=-=-=-=-=-=- Those with level 3 and above magic in Cremona who are wanting to swap and compare skills and spells. Contact <firefly@peg.apc.org> ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -=-=-=-=-=-= Safe Passage from Cremona -=-=-=-=-=-=- Are you stuck in Cremona ? Would like to see the world ? If you have the silver I have the means. Contact firefly@peg.apc.org for application. Hurry - seats are limited. Remember money CAN buy you anything ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Re: Times reward... How about just removing it completely, and let those who woulde like to write in the Times do so? After all, the 50 silver isn't exactly necessary, and the articles are getting pretty stupid. "Give me my 50 silver now" was the sum total of one article printed just a couple turns ago... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ WAR AGAINST THE POLYCHROMATIC PIRATES ************************************************************************ "How cute." Imperator (formerly Legate) Rayelin of the Dragon Legions couldn't hold back his mirth. "What?" Gathered with him were his two Legates, Michael and Zack. Like every other officer they had worked their way up from the bottom. "Look at this - the Mutants threaten us to stay away from their shores, threatening us with war. And this after we have confirmed that they have teleported in to support our favorite enemies - the '4 who were One'." Ray slammed the Times down atop the table. "Didn't I tell you these Pirates have no honour?" "Yes, sir." "Well then, they want War, we'll give them War. Legate Zack?" "Yes, Sir!" "Mobilize the army - we're going to crush that pesky invasion. Legate Michael?" "Yes, Sir!" "You're in charge of Diplomacy - I want to get in contact with every faction who had ever had a grudge against the PCP. there should be enough of them around. If we these pirates aren't stopped now, noone is going to succeed in doing so - make that clear to them." "Your command, sir." The two Legates saluted smartly, and left the tent. Leaning back in his chair, the Imperator allowed himself a thin smile. At last - a new challenge. And a worthy opponent at that, an alliance whose blood-smeared history had been followed with concern by all the senators. Cry Havoc, and let slip the Dogs of War! ************************************************************************ The Polychromatic Pirates have invaded the Lands of the Republic. The Republic declares War on the PCP. If you are interested in helping bring about the downfall of the PCP, (who obviously enjoy emulating Lord Vox), contact: Strategy@iesd.auc.dk. We're also looking for a few good Mages: See the world, meet a lot of interesting pirates, and then Kill Them! ************************************************************************ Forum Romanum http://www.iesd.auc.dk/~strategy/Atlantis.html (The only homepage where you know everything is propaganda!) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Still, rampant magic studying continues until Atlantis is overthrown. I fear the day is coming, but I will not leave until the end! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Georgi Vasilov looked at the object sitting in the centre of the central work-room of 'The Works'. "This is the product of our labours in this direction? It could have some uses, but it seems ... a waste of time and resources". Ivan Palov spoke up for the crest-fallen staff "This is ture Director, the spell and it's effect may be .. a less than optimal result we have had advances in this field that will lead to more military applications". Vasilov nodded, and looked at the pile of notes, and next to that the even greater pile of refuse and waste. "Have we heard from the other members of the Protectorate? We have been so engrossed in our work that we have ensconed ourself here and have not kept up with the out-side world. Take a break, I think it is time we took the opportunity to enjoy the freedom we fought hard to win." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ MAGIC FACTIONS LISTEN TO THIS CAREFULLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Most of you are located in Atlantis City. There you struggle in order to study as it's hard to have a working crew. In order to make $ you teach other mages only for $25 per mage, you sell magic items only for $200 each you have the danger of having your money stolen or even worse your mages to be assasinated by the many thiefs and assasins of Atlantis City. But this can change. You can create a portal to Helvete. There you will find a place free of thiefs and a TRADE faction that can sponsor your studies for much less than you give now. You will only have to 1) Give spells to other mages a plan similar to the Spell Exchange Center. 2) Use one and a half mage per month for my interest (teaching or production) but this won't happen untill your mage has reached high levels, (which means that I'm not interested in low level gadgets like gloves of strength or wands of fire.) You will NOT have to join me in any wars that might take place on the area. Helvete is located in (3,21). You can go there by using the Kashmar exit of AC or create a portal directly to Helvete. For Trade/Magic Factions: I can also buy or RENT your men at very good prices so that it will be possible for you to switch to pure Magic. The working faction 181 andrew@hra.ergasya.tuc.gr ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Speak roughly to your little boy And beat him when he sneezes. He only does it to annoy Because he knows it teases! (the Duchess's cook) Do not be afraid to make a great leap when one is indicated. You cannot cross a chasm in two small jumps. (David Lloyd George) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ***************************************************************** * Monzon City Council announces: * * ============================== * * * * The MCC is looking for more magic factions looking for * * sponsorship, training, spell exchange or simply a nice and * * secure home. If you are interested, contact us. * * * * CALL TO ARMS: * * We are awaiting a major assault of the Reservoir Dog forces * * from the southern regions. If you are interested in staying * * in Monzon and want to live a peaceful life contact us ASAP! * * * * If you want to reach the MCC contact: * * krumm@informatik.tu-muenchen.de * * * ***************************************************************** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ** bright flash ** Croak Ribbet Aaak ! <bloody hell I've been reincarnated as a frog!> Aaargh ! Slurp < mmm, so thats what flies taste like > Ribbet < now look supreme deity type person, i'm sorry about my past life I really am - just give me 1 more chance > < Aaah, I was expecting a bright flash there. OK how about 10% of profit to a temple of your choice> < Sigh, All right 15% but thats my final offer> ** bright flash ** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It is with a slight lump in the throat that I bid farewell to the peaceful environs of Cremona...(not). May you all stew in your own juices. Oh, and by the way, the horse likes some carrots in the morning. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ CHEERIO!!!! The DEATH AID campaign appears to be in safe hands at the moment, so we (the orginisers) are leaving this franchise to fend for itself.While we realise that removing our support might destabalise the city, this is a risk we are prepared to take. THANKYOU AND GOODBYE DEATH AID ---- KILL THE WORLD ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Well, after a brief setback, things are looking up for Welcoming Hand trading prospects in Monzon. While I was forcefully removed, without warning, from trading in the city's markets, those currently in the city need not suffer the same fate, if they are willing to negotiate, or at least take the time to identify themselves as non-belligerents. However, currently the area around Monzon IS a war zone. Innocent bystanders who do not at least try to get in touch with the military powers in a region are simply asking for summary execution as potential spies. This treatment is no less harsh than that I recieved at the hands of the Monzon cabal, and I even did get in touch with, and receive assurances of safety from them, so complain to them if you don't like current state of the laws of war. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Who are the fools who attack travelers between Oranmore and Spakker? Be warned that the forces of good will come after you. Even if you call youself the DOMINION, I have no fear of your types. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ *** The Amnesia International Monthly Human Rights Report *** " Scientific recommendations for an effective environment " Amnesia International has recently visited prisions, dungeons and torture rooms all over the planet to help governments better suit their inquisitory environment to obtain the necessary information from spies, infiltrators, thieves and other lower life forms. The conclusions are quite what any common-sense guided torturer would expect: Lights: In general, use dim lights. When necessary, focused and blinding white light causes fear, despair and insecurity. No Sun. Noises: Do not use acoustic buffers at all. Screams and body noises are a sure path to a quick confession. Bone crunching noises are a must. Odors: Bring teenager's sneakers. Much better than rotten gorgonzola. One pair per cell guarantees a sickening smell. Creatures: Keep orcs as guards. They are as sensitive as an ogre, with a lesser appetite. Rats make a very good decoration. If a limb is accidentaly separated, put it on the ceiling of the nearest tower: it attracts beautiful vultures. Bats are too cute for prisions, except vampire bats which are 3% of them, at most. Have you ever played with a leech? This neat animals make unbelievable marks. Sure success. Spiders? Keep the fat ones that have skinny legs. Why? Neuroactive venom, as scorpions have. These are the final touches for a better dungeon. The Editor ------------------------------------------------------------------------ testing, testing, 1...2...3... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Atlantis News Wire - March, 4 All the news that was fit to be news this time last month. ATLANTIS CITY - Lord Viper has cornered the real estate market here. A host of red jacketed, androgynous estate agents have fanned out to cover the entire city. BANAM - A wandering monster lair here in dwarf country gave forth with a dragon this month. Eyewitness reports were short and to the point. Brave knights and helpless damsels apply at the Guild Hall. JACA - The resistance continues. A PCP spokesman indicated that the pirates were enjoying the guerilla actions as it gave them opportunities to experiment with new techiques to bring death and destruction to Atlantis. MONZON - The Assassins Guild has been practicing manouevers in their new fleet of hot air balloons. Shades of Jackie Chan - plummetting ninjas of death! ORANMORE - DOMINION mages unleashed their pet Fire Devils during the recent overthrow here. Eye witnesses reported an entire faction consumed by these beasts before the DOMINION returned them to their (presumably fire proof) bag of tricks. STINCHAR - The Republic of Rome is in over their heads in combat with those rascally Pirates. Nero was reported fiddling, if you know what I mean. YAKLEKS - The Confederation, DOMINION, and IUN are at each other's throats, again. Ho hum. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ We have come again ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There were only a few of them, but they had been observing the world of Atlantis 2 closely since it appeared in the cosmos. Huddled beyond the scope of mortal vision in a trans-warp space-time bubble (or some such thing; the few people who understood exactly what it was were long dead), they could see the way the world was going. The first one said, perhaps not for the first time, "That would be a fine world. 'Tis a pity we cannot get into it." "Well, whatever the incompatibility is between our portal and that world, it clearly prevents us from crossing over," said the second one. "Philum might have known how to make it work, but she's long gone." The third one sighed, as if a sad memory had crossed his thoughts. "We've discussed this all before, and there's nothing we can do to gain entry into that world. Besides, the underlying instability of this world, this 'play test' as the gods refer to it, is clear to all. While it seems thriving and healthy now, there is no guarantee that it will still be so in a couple more years. "No," he continued, "I think our best hope for escape from this infernal bubble will be this new world, this Atlantis 3 that has been whispered of among the gods. Similar to the one we're currently observing, but yet different enough to make me hopeful, for the first time in a long, long while." "But what if, um, *HE* shows up there too? I fear that anyone as skilled as HE was, and with HIS magical backing, could have figured out the making of a bubble like this - or probably something even superior, given that HE had much longer to perfect the spells. What if HE should go to the same world, this Atlantis 3?" The third one smiled grimly. "Should that happen, well, both HE and WE shall start out equal. And this time, we'll know to deal with the danger quickly, before it can spread too far..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ To the faction of the polychromatic pirates that contacted me anonymously: My letters to you were returned unopened. Please provide another address so that we may communicate in confidence. We will provide for your protection if you decide to seek asylum. Your concerns that the PCP will take revenge are not a concern to us as we are currently at war with them anyway. Yes, bring as many magic items as possible, you will be rewarded. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Coo, well things seem to have calmed down around Jaca at least for the time being. Perhaps the eye of the storm? At any rate, the House of Marta remains available for basic production. You name it, we'll make it! Swords, armour, ships, buildings, wagons (yes, the wagon market is booming!) and any other produce you can thin of. We've earned ourselves a name of trust and quality. Check out the HoM stainless steel sword (soon to be seen in battle in and/or around Jaca). Still non-aligned, though producing for anyone and everyone! References available on request. Contact us for prices. Haulage also available! House of Marta, Faction 749 <jbroom@encomix.es> ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ===== Tenure Track Position Available ===== The University of Abernethy seeks one talented researcher in advanced retroactive biphasal magic faction disfunctionalism. Familiarity with darkened hands, woodlands, and treemen a plus. Send c.v. to Orkly Toothnasher, University of Abernethy, 666-666 Atlantis ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sigbert&Sons&Sigbert&Sons&Sigbert&Sons Sigbert & Sons is now offering ships for sail. We will build to suit your needs and deliver the craft anywhere in the world. (The closer you are to Monzon, the better, though.) Longboats 2500 sil Clippers 5000 sil Galleons 7500 sil Our trained shipbuilders can turn out a clipper in only 2 months--longboats in 1! Fish--haul goods--transport troops--do it all in a Sigbert & Sons boot. We also sell sailors. Watch this space for ballons and ironwood galleons! Contact us today. sas21@psu.edu Sigbert&Sons&Sigbert&Sons&Sigbert&Sons ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Two PCP bureaucrats strode purposely through the secret palace of Emperor Hatred. The junior official commented as he glanced at the paperwork in this hand, "A Mr. Ershwin has been waiting in the blue room all afternoon. He is requesting aid in some nasty internal affair turned sour." He shuffled a few pages. "It appears that the Romans are also involved." The much fatter, senior official appeared much more attentive at the mention of the despised Republic. "Hmmm. Garm, what are the force dispostions?" Garm itched his nose and thought a bit. "It looks reasonable if we send in the 'A' team. Hogli will bitch as usual, but then, he's not the Emperor, is he?" Both men let out an odd, nervous laugh. The fleshy functionary grew concerned, "what do we know about this Ermine fellow..." "Ershwin. Ershwin. As in, 'I hope the Ershes are victorious.' " corrected the other. "As I was saying," glared the portly politico, "Can we trust Irkmine? The two men reaced the entrance to the Blue Room. The orc guard moved to open the double doors. "What I'm trying to say is, is he EVIL enough to join forces with the PCP?" A grim scene greeted the officials. The small group of servants attending to Ershwin were no longer quite so attendant. In fact they had been viciously dismembered and the parts placed jauntily about the room like some sort of hideous endtable artwork. Ershwin rose from the sofa, gave a cheery greeting, and extended a bloody hand. Garm's superior slipped on some gore. The fat man positively beamed. "Well, well Mr. Irkmine. It will be a pleasure doing business with you. However, a word of advice -- do try to save some of your, ah, enthusiam for later." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Gloves of Strength for sale in AC: $600 obo Please contact jeffb@netcom.com Potions of healing/Helms of observation may also be ordered. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Osram leapt out of the boat and onto the shore. This time it would be different, this time nothing could stop him or divert him from his path... SPLOSH! He fell face down in the sand! There was an historical precedent for this but he didn't feel it was appropriate in the circumstances. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Thakram Miles Exploring Company (787) ------------------------------- Financial Update - February Year 4, By Carstairs-Alsop My faithful production companions may be interested to know that my last accountant has been fired (out of a cannon into a shark infested pool). This should rectify any recent cashflow difficuties. Thankyou for your patience. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Och, ye want t' finish it do y' laddie. Come to 15,30 and we'll settle it woonce and fur all. Well come here ye mangey dog, I'll show ye tha the CCCP can do ye. Aye! An' I'll do ye meself if ye be havin' the haggis to show up. Aye! Come Reaper scum, come and see what the clan hav' to offer thievin' dogs. An' when it's over I'll be sure to spit on yer grave meself! 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Contact "Circulo interno" (843) at javier@nemesis.iic.uam.es ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Want to have a fast car? Want to mine more iron than your neighbour? Want to become a bit stronger then you are? Come to the Guild, we are now blessing wagons, creating Picks of Mining and Gloves of strength for all who need these services. Make us an offer we can't refuse. We are situated in Atlantis City. Send pigeons to andre@targon.uucp ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dedie a nos Amis Navigateurs Polaires: Dans le pays des Ptinains, Tous les feles tappent des mains En hurlant comme des cingles: Wah-Wah-Yeh-Ha! Wah-Wah-Yeh-Ha! Dis, tu m'emmenes avec toi Dans ce pays, tout la-bas? Oui je t'emmenes avec moi (allez viens !) Dans ce pays tout la-bas! Chabadabadabap! Chabadabadabap! 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PRODUCTION HEXE: 46,59 (CORINTH) ORDERS: Drakull Trading and Teaching (237) u0904872@soneto.etsiig.uniovi.es (if mail refused try u0904872@odin.etsiig.uniovi.es) * * **** **** *** **** *** **** **** **** *** **** * **** *__* * * *__* *__ *__ *__ *_ * * *__* *__ *__* * *__ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * **** * * *** **** *** * *** * * *** * * **** *** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Please don't hurt me. I was an innocent victim of a battle I had no part in. Please let me work here to earn money to buy horses so I can go to the west without any disturbancies. Jaetterne, 377 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grey Giants & Giant Rattlesnakes I urgently need info on these two types of monster. Everything I throw at them seems to bounce off. What does it take to get rid of one of these horrors?? If you have any clues or any ideas please mail me. Depending on your location I may be able to arrange a reward in silver. Thanks in advance The Institute Of New Science Email - stigs_dump@cityscape.co.uk ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ************************************************************************* CREATURE INFORMATION compiled by The Picts(161) known subsiduary - The Monzon Movers please email any additional information / corrections / suggestions to pdxark@evol.gene.nott.ac.uk Thanks for all the email - keep it coming and help me to fill in the ?'s. ************************************************************************* ==== Possible attack patterns: ==== 1. Perhaps there is an order of attack preference : a. The largest non City Guard unit (from recent fight in Sinan) a. Units on Guard 2. Do they follow a : move / rest / attack/ move : pattern? Yes but seems random. 3. Do different creatures have different patterns of attack? ================ Creature Information ============ Rightly or Wrongly I've been trying to group similar types of creatures together. If you notice anything that is inconsistant please let me know. New entries are marked with ** =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Polar Bears ** 9 observed being wiped out by city guards Observed Group size : 9 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 1 prefered region type - Tundra? tactics : No =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Living Tree ** no good info Observed Group size : 1 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 1 prefered region type - Forest =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Grizzly Bears Prefered Region type: forest obs : ? stealth no Observed Group size : 2 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 2 Battle indicates that may be the same as the bear strength spell. combat: 4 Hits per round: 3 Survivable hits: 3 * Similar to Lions? Observed Group size : 6? Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 1? Stealth 1 Prefered terrain : plains * Similar to Lizards ? Prefered Region type : Swamp tactics < 2 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 2 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Roc Prefered Region type : Mountain. Stealth = no Attack pattern : random? =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Green Giant Black Giant Observed Group size : 1 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 2 Prefered Region Type : Forest Tactics = no Stealth = no obs > 1 Most observed number of attacks per round: 13 Best result in 1 round: 13 (against com 5) Average result : 9 (against com 5) Killed: 1 in 3 rounds by 100 city guards estimate: combat = 10 estimate: survivable hits : 20 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Water Devils Observed Group size : 5 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 1 Best result in 1 round: 5/5 (against com 5) Average result : 2/5 (against com 5) Killed: 1 in 3 rounds by 100 city guards estimate: combat = 10 estimate: survivable hits : 10 estimate: number of attack/round : 1 =-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-==-=- Ice Worm Prefered Region Type : Tundra Tectics = yes <4 obs = ? Stealth = yes <4 combat strength = Ogre strength spell? = com 5 = 10 attacks/round = can take 10 hits * Similar to Sand Worms? Prefered Region type : desert * Similar to Eagles ? Great Eagle Prefered Region Type : Forest Observed Group size : 1 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 1 Stealth = yes Tactics = 1 or 2 *Similar to Panthers? Prefered Region type : Swamp Stealth - yes Tactics - yes Obs= ? Observed Group size : 7 Number of Groups observed in 1 hex : 2 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Living Skeletons Prefered Region Type : ? No Stealth No tactics Combat strength: 3 to 5 (probably 3). *Similar to Wildmen and Wolves? =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Town Guards Com = 2 Stealth = no obs = ? tactics no attack per round : 1 survivable hits : 0 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- City Guards Com = 3 Stealth = no obs = ? tactics no attack per round : 1 survivable hits : 0 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------- The Cooperative 627 NAA ---------------------- Useless Skills in Atlantis 2.0 Some skills in Atlantis have rather limited use. Fishing, for example. You can't eat fish. You can't use a frozen tuna or mackerel as a weapon. If you bother, you might be able to sell them in town for a few silver. So why bother? And what about really useful goods like furs. Yep, how about producing a few of those babies. You can wrap yourself up in swaddling clothes. But, sorry, there's no combat advantage. It doesn't reduce your monthly maintenance fee. And you can't use it to suffocate your enemy in combat. And riding. You get a combat advantage up to riding 2. So what's the point of riding 3, 4, or 5? None. A useless skill. How about revising it, akin to magic: Make riding 1 give you +1 combat; riding 3 give you +2 combat; and riding 5 give you +3 combat. At least then there'd be a point to studying it. Maybe Atlantis 3 will offer a more elaborated skills-and-goods system? If you're going to have a skill system, have it do something. If you're going to have a product, give it a function. How about a new product/skill: Ice picks, available in tundra regions. Produce ice; then, with ice, produce ice picks. It could be akin to a sword. But when you kill a unit with the pick, the unit becomes lobotomized, forgets its former alliance, and becomes a zombie, and one of your units. Kind of like, taking hostages and making them mercenaries! Address correspondence to kalmar@acf2.nyu.edu ----------------------- The Cooperative 627 NAA ---------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aiken stretched as the sun rose in the eastern hills. He thought of his new-found powers and smiled to himself. Soon, he would be ready to take on an apprentice - someone to follow in his footsteps. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+ + House Dervish + +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+ --> Hex 45,34 is closed due to renovations to the Castle. --> The remainder of House Dervish's lands are open for travel. --> Taxing is prohibited. --> Pillaging is prohibited. --> Production is NOT prohibited, but please be polite and send a missive to Lord Dervish. +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Current Claimes: 45,34 and surrounding Hex's (excepting Perkel, for now at least). House Dervish is a Merchant House with trade opening soon to ALL in the Jaca/Berriedale/Golconda area. Products will include everything from Ships and Castles to Normal and Magical Items. Those wishing an alliance or even just friendly border relations can contact Lord Dervish via the addresses below. +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=++=++=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Lord Dervish House Dervish [666] Email: dervish@shadow.net WWW: http://www.shadow.net/~dervish/atlantis.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ershwin was looking forward to Spring. What a change from the dreadfully short Winter of year 1, when he had prayed for the bad whether to continue longer, and January disappeared without trace! At that time Ershwin and the 4R1 were in fear of their lives dreading imminent RoR attack. Now the boot was on the other foot - it seemed an odd twist of fate, that Ershwin would now play a key role in the RoR's downfall... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This game begins to bore me. First of all, our factions are too small and limited; we don't control empires, but rather tiny parts of things. No one is self-sufficient - we cooperate because we have to rather than because we want to. And there's still the problem of the monster factions who go out of their way to make the game dull and boring for everyone. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Once the winter is over we are going to scout the area, the deserts to the South in particular" "Yes Sir. I will make sure the scouts are ready in a few days" The officer of the Imperial Guard saluted his surperior and left the room. Lord Yuib went to the window and looked out. It was still snowing outside, but it should clear up soon. On the table lay a large map of the Rebiuo area. "Soon the area will be mine" Lord Yuib was talking to himself, smiling. Behind him the curtain moved. "Do you have any news for me, Qert?" he asked, still looking at the map. "No Sir, not yet. But it will only take one more month before I have found the solution" The darkrobed man moved silently across the wooden floor. Lord Yuib turned to face the wizard. "Good, very good. We will make our move soon" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ IN MEMORIAM: Battles during turn: Wolf Pack (6433) attacks Juslokin (6030) Attackers: Wolf Pack (6433), 16 wolves. Giant Rattlesnake (494), giant snake. Defenders: Juslokin (6030), orc, horse; bridun@engin.umich.edu. Total Casualties: Juslokin (6030) loses 1. Wolf Pack (6433) loses 0. Wild Men (484) attacks Find (6233) Attackers: Wild Men (484), 49 wild men. Sand Worms (9579), 3 sand worms. Defenders: Find (6233), high elf. Wild Men (484) gets a free round of attacks.(ed. note: They have tactics?) Total Casualties: Find (6233) loses 1. Wild Men (484) loses 0. Further information can be requested from bridun@engin.umich.edu I'm also interested on information on The Wyvern Clan (what the faction was like in its previous incarnation, who it was allied with, etc.). You can send that information along to the address listed above. D'tark ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anyone wants to buy an island? Only one city and lots of forests but what a city... oh, those forests... I don't actually own it but I'd kinda like to swap places with anyone not to be here. I'll never go through a gate from AC again! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's easy to tell people to stop whining about a lousy situation or quit the game when you've played since the first game year. I'd like to see the faction that gives away free magic items, units and training to restarters. But no, that would be too nice to be healthy right? The only thing a restarted faction can do nowadays is suck up to some old faction for protection in exchange for their blood. What to do? Restart the whole campaign! YES!!! Everybody gets another chance at Atlantis but this time with the same chances of success. Noone starts out ahead of anyone else. But who will agree? (silence) You're not even reading the end of this article. I may just as well go off and kick Godzilla in the groin or something. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is message is in protest of all the stupid "give me 50 silver" messages. Better to just give everybody 50 silver and leave the times to people who really have something to say. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ As the darkness of night swept over us a light rain started to fall. The water made a thin film of moist on everybody and the mood dropped to an all-time low. "What's the point of being out in the woods when we can't see the game?" asked Beowulf. "I mean I'm all for hunting and fishing and that but why can't we go home for the night like any smart guy would?" "Say that to Grisznakh if you don't like it here" retorted Romple. "I'd be doing something else to make me warm and wet with sweat if I was at the Lazy Boar now instead of being cold and wet here having to listen to you complaining!" "Hmmmph." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The flickering light of the torches spread out liberaly in a rough half-circle gave the scene a surreal look. Everybody was here, it was time for the ceremony to begin. The members of the tribe were arranged around the area not emcompassed by the torches; silent in anticipation. The two warriors to be honored were statues in the center of the bare earth, both stripped to nothing. The various representatives of the NAA were arrayed in no particular order. Closest to the two was Elmer Casey, from Greenpoint; it was under his direction that Colbey and Rache achieved their success in battle. Denbigh, Centre of the Church of the Purple Snowflake, was peering at the ceremony with sharp, hawkish eyes, tragedy still overshadowing his thoughts. Behind him Dusty, of Synergy, teacher and advisor to the two watched the proceedings with a serious look on his weather-beaten face. Thaumiel, in all his glory, stood straight and tall, dignified even with bare feet. The representatives, Kapnm from The Riders and Thor from the Cooperative were discussing in low tones while Zendar from the Seekers looked on. Zequertem, from Worshipers of the Eye, was behind Natayla of IntraAtlantean Magic trying not to grin at her discomposure. Natayla, for her part, wanted to trip him, but couldn't. Watching all this with a faint smile was Father Ambrose of the Elusive Name. The ceremony begins. A low huming began to eminate from the assembled Renshai. Thaumiel looked with anoyance as the hair on his arm stood strait up. The torches were flickering more now, as if they were straining to get away from the scene altogether. Abruptly, the torches extinguished altogether. The huming increased in pitch, the assembled Renshai moving slowly, like the waves on the sea. The two warriors stood like rocks, the only indication of life was the gleam in their eyes. The huming stops. Standing in a soft glow was an apparition few outside the tribe had seen before. Wearing a white doeskin battle harness and kneeboots, the Renshai god of war stood in glory before them. "Aproach me." Tamara said in a voice that was both hard and soft. The two warriors, trembling in holy ecstacy, knelt before her. She looked down on them and spoke; "Let all here attest that I have found these two worthy of the title of Warrior. I name you Colbey the First, for you were the first of the Great Ones of my peoples. Carry the name in your heart and you will always succeed." Turning to Rache, she said; "Rache, adopted of the tribe, you have searched for yourself for many years. Search no more, for you are now one of us, a son of the tribe. You shall be called Rache the Rock for you are solid as the earth and it is upon you that the Renshai will build." Tamara then turned and looked into the surrounding people, favoring some with a small smile and a few others with a more stern look. Her gaze paused for a brief moment on Denbigh, then continued on. As abruptly as she came, she was gone; the only sign of her left were the two footprints in the soil that, (the people would find out later), would not go away. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Global Trading Company has cleared its inventory and has now decided to trade in the Magic goods. Our warehouses are now stocked. We are located in Monzon City for immediate transactions. We can supply most all magic items at present and perform many services. We also still train the liberal arts as well. Contact wbible@cad.northrop.com for further inquiries. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Attention Monzon Area Residents: We have many magic items for sale to include: Gloves of Strength Wands of Fire Helms of Observation Potions of Healing Picks of Mining Wagon Enchantments Please email mfuller@gps.northrop.com if interested. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grand Alliance HA! Ishtar where are you? We are coming for you... gimme my 50 sil ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alright, Buzzers ready? What percentage of players play more than one position in Atlantis 2.0? Buuuuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Survey says? 10% ? 20% ? 50% ? I wounder what it is? Geoff, what percentage of machines (ie. machine names, not account names) have more than one turn sent to them? Your investigative reporter. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Attention Monzon and Sinan factions! The Inner Eye Alliance announces that it has claimed hexes 13,6 14,6 and 15,6. Any factions wishing to enter these hexes for any reason should contact leete@slack.med.upenn.edu for safe passage. The Inner Eye is also seeking magic factions in Sinan to join our alliance. Contact the same address, please, with some details of your faction type and abilities. We will be establishing a mage haven in Klen very shortly, and even non-IE magic factions may be able to receive teaching in the hermetic arts, subject to availability. See future announcements for further details. Sincerely, Mr. Lunchnick Disclaimers: 1) Contents of your wallet may have shifted during shipping. Do not be alarmed - periodic and random redistribution of your funds into our coffers is a natural event and outside anyone's control. 2) Did you hear about the wealthy man who was accused of sodomy? He hired a team of really good lawyers and got the charge reduced to "following too closely"... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ After a crushing defeat, and a horrible death, the band formerly known as Skippy's Rangers rises from the grave, rotting flesh dripping from their bones, and enters Atlantis City in search of food and revenge. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ok ok ok what I MEANT to say was I challenge the killers in hex 15,32 my sea elves tread water very well... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I encourage everyone in the Jaca region to REVEAL FACTION all their units. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Geez!!! I can't even land in uncharted terriotory without it already being occupied. I'm bummed. Guess I'd better just Shadow Jump to find a new life. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ghouls and goblins fill the air with rakish screams. Spirits and specters devour souls. The Grand Archibold stands at the head of undying hordes. He lifts his hand in an arcane gesture, secret words and phrases tumble from his lips. Light is extinguished, dark and cold envelope the world..... Now aren't you glad you bought a BedlamBattery? The only battery that will last and last. Thiss message brought to you Bedlam batteries, of Bedlam 261 Inc. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The PC-buttpirates will die! Believe me! e ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I've got to do something about this loathsome state I'm in. All around, I see death, disease, decay.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Please leave the chicken out dear. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Atlantis 2 is getting a bit dull now. Bring on 3! We want 3! We want 3! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -- Geoff Dunbar <atlantis@rahul.net> Up