ATLANTISv2 atl-design-digest #56

From: csd@microplex.com (Christian Daudt)

Date: Sat, 21 Oct 1995 00:00:00 +0000

Errors to csd@microplex.com
Now there should be a digest whenever (a) there are 10 emails
or (b) whenever there is an email waiting for more than 48 hours
for a digest to be completed.
So don't get worried if the digest has only 1 or 2 emails, that
just means the list has been slow.
(I hope it works)
If you want previous versions, they are available via WWW at
http://www.microplex.com/~csd/atlantisv2/
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From: Mark Hesidence <hesiden@Stoner.COM>
Subject: Atlantis: bows
Date: Wed, 18 Oct 1995 16:51:06 -0500 (CDT)

I'm puzzled, why can a unit with a sword and no combat skill gain +2
combat skill AND tax while a unit with a xbo or lbo and no skill
not use it in combat nor to tax?

Why not allow xbo's and lbo's the same ability of a sword?

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Date: Fri, 20 Oct 1995 11:48:41 -0400
From: lam@diamond.eng.tridom.com (Larry Morris)
Subject: Re: Atlantis: bows

> I'm puzzled, why can a unit with a sword and no combat skill gain +2
> combat skill AND tax while a unit with a xbo or lbo and no skill
> not use it in combat nor to tax?
>
> Why not allow xbo's and lbo's the same ability of a sword?

Scene: a dark, dingy tavern in some nameless remote region of Atlantis.
In walks Grobo, the New Law, carrying a vicious-looking sword.

"Ok, youse filthy peasants, koff up some dough. Empty them pockits,
we know ya got 6 extra each this month!"

Phred: "Huh! No way, sucka! Dese is *mine* silber, an' I'm gonna
smash dis beer-mug all ovah...HEY! Dat t'ings SHARP! Ouch! GGGGkkkk!"

*ching* *clink* *grumble*.

Scene 2: an equally dark and dingy tavern, other side of town. In
walks Buffo, hoisting his trusty unstrung LBO.

"Ok, youse misbegotten stinkin' orc-hordes, lay out dat silver! Ya
got *real* pertection now! Like it 'r lump it! Hey you! Ya got some
kinda problem? Jus' wait a second there, this little knot here goes
in this slot, ummm, hey, couldja help me bend this thing back a bit?
Wait now...aaaah, drat, where's the frickin' arrow. Damn! Knew I
shoulda taken that correspondence course. Hey! Wait, just bend it
a *little* bit, ok? Not that..." *SNAP*. "Umm. yeah. Ummm. Want a
beer?"

-Crimson Robes.