Provinian Justice - Western Style From: whalen@stromboli.usc.edu (Tim Whalen) Date: Fri, 03 Mar 1995 22:35:56 +0000 It took over four years, but the noble who went on an attacking spree barely a month into Olympia has been captured. Now all we need is some rope and a nice big tree... Darkwood [cd08], forest, in Provinia, wilderness ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 26: Impedimenta [e2v], with ten soldiers, 50 pikemen, arrived from the 26: north, accompanied by: 26: Angry peasant [cg7r], angry peasants, number: 25 26: Angry peasant [eo1x], angry peasants, number: 17 26: Raven the Silent [v3j], wielding golden dart [ep5e], with 26: 200 crossbowmen 27: Impedimenta [e2v] attacks Ergonal [y6s]! 27: 27: Impedimenta [e2v], with ten soldiers, 50 pikemen, accompanied by: 27: Angry peasant [cg7r], angry peasants, number: 25 27: Angry peasant [eo1x], angry peasants, number: 17 27: Raven the Silent [v3j], wielding golden dart [ep5e], behind 9, 27: with 200 crossbowmen 27: 27: Ergonal [y6s], with 15 peasants, one crossbowman, accompanied by: 27: Typhoon [s8p], behind 1, with 17 peasants, 69 crossbowmen 27: 27: Impedimenta [e2v] is victorious! 27: 27: Impedimenta lost five soldiers, three pikemen, six angry peasants. 27: 27: Ergonal lost 32 peasants, 70 crossbowmen. 27: Ergonal [y6s] was taken prisoner. 27: Typhoon [s8p] was taken prisoner. 27: Province controlled by Chateau Olympique [s85], castle, in Mt. Olympus [bx22] Ruled by Marat [g3y], duke Routes leaving Darkwood: North, forest, to Darkwood [cc08], 8 days East, forest, to Darkwood [cd09], 8 days South, forest, to Darkwood [ce08], 8 days West, forest, to Darkwood [cd07], 8 days Seen here: Garrison [be0m], garrison, on guard, with 61 soldiers, 43 pikemen, seven swordsmen * Impedimenta [e2v], with five soldiers, 47 pikemen, accompanied by: Angry peasant [cg7r], angry peasants, number: 21 Angry peasant [eo1x], angry peasants, number: 15 Raven the Silent [v3j], wielding golden dart [ep5e], with 200 crossbowmen Ergonal [y6s], prisoner Typhoon [s8p], prisoner -----------------------------------Tim Whalen----------------------------------- "Whoo-oop! I'm the old original iron-jawed, brass-mounted, copper-bellied corpse-maker from the wilds of Arkansaw! Look at me! I'm the man they call Sudden Death and General Desolation! Sired by a hurricane, dam'd by an earthquake, half-brother to the cholera, nearly related to the small pox on my mother's side! Look at me! I take nineteen alligators and a bar'l of whisky for breakfast when I'm in robust health, and a bushel of rattlesnakes and a dead body when I'm ailing! I split the everlasting rocks with my glance, and I squench the thunder when I speak! Whoo-oop! Stand back and give me room according to my strength! Blood's my natural drink, and the wails of the dying is music to my ear! Cast your eye on me, gentlemen!--and lay low and hold your breath, for I'm 'bout to turn myself loose!" - Mark Twain -----------------------------whalen@lipari.usc.edu------------------------------ Referenced By Up