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| The Olympia Times issue g1-19 |
| November 2, 1994 |
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| "Bureaucracy is the death |
| turn 19 177 players of any achievement" |
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Olympia PBEM
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When I came last to Ludlow
Amidst the moonlight pale,
Two friends kept step beside me,
Two honest lads and hale.
Now Dick lies long in the churchyard,
And Ned lies long in jail,
And I come home to Ludlow
Amidst the moonlight pale.
-- A.E. Housman
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Brought to you by the Skulking Vermin (sx6)
I am NEW here and was wondering if any alliances were looking for new
recruits. I would be interested to hear from any interested in my
services.
What might those services be, Inital goal will be to achieve
gatemaster status while learning of new gates. Other nobles in my
employ will be concurrently developing skills in Beastmastery, Combat
and other skills that you might find interesting.
What would I desire from my allies? A secure place to establish a
base for study and developement. Not much to ask I think.
The Order of the Black Night
Adain [r5w]
Journal - Snowmelt, Year 3
We are traveling again, and seem to be in a deserted spot. Our
allies are out of the fog and have joined us. Ilyena has been more
diligent than I in her studies. I must put my nose to the grindstone
so that I can pull my weight.
Again peasants flock to my banner. Ilyena and I will continue to
give these poor naves to Jearom to train and guide.
Rumors of war sweep across the land. The Iron Nation was bloodied
attacking the Ancient Order of Olympians. I do hope that we are not
caught up in the mop-up operations. Jearom will be on the lookout for
these dangers. I will leave the matter in his hands.
I still long to return home, but I do not miss the Ture Source as I thought
I would. I remain on the lookout for Portal Stones.
The Lord of the Morning,
The Dragon,
Lews Therin Telamon [m3m]
aka Erik Ker
They say you can't hide a merchant ship. Find me if you can.
Mr. Katanga(j1t)
OP NEWS - Imperial City - Renowned sage, Bent Latnium, announced today that
after careful study, the Imperial City appears to be dropping into the Atnos
Channel. He sights over-crowding and the undermining of the city's foundation by
over-eager pot makers. Mr. Latnium completely discounts the rumor that the city
is actually a magically sentient being fleeing the foul stench of the AOO
citadel on Mt. Olympus. Whatever the true cause, all nobles are encouraged to
evacuate the city in an orderly fashion.
PILGRIMS AID SOCIETY
The Pilgrims Aid Society exists to help new nobles in Olympia get
there bearings and avoid those early turn blunders. "Help, rats
just ran off with my oath-2 noble..." We are not:
an alliance
the secret police for the AOO (or any other alliance)
a breakfast cereal
The second edition of the Pilgrims Land Claim Log is now available
at a sight or library near you. All new outrageous claims to lands
most of us haven't even heard of. Get your copy today!
New nobles are encouraged to contact the Pilgrims Aid Society at:
76336.3033@Compuserve.com
Akmall Benhalla [p3p]
The surefire way to keep prisoners from vanishing is to give them at
least 250 gold just before you free them (1000 gold makes this 100%
certain.)
If the winter is cold
and the road gets old
If the trip seems long
only for the strong
If the time seems ever
to bring bad weather
Endure the weather
and suffer the cold
Continue to travel
and do it bold
For one day
and very soon
Your castle will rise
up to the moon
One day your galley will sail
and memories of stagnation
begin to pale
The world is wide
and full of chances
each week of travel
your hope enhances.
So make a new world
from the groundfloor up
It all begins new
just like a pup.
helpfull tip #354
"Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for you are crunchy and good
with ketchup."
Its is odd starting off on your own for the first time.
I wonder what this new land holds for one such as myself.
I wonder ...
In a remarkably brief time, the Dun Dragon Inn has become one of the favorite
playgrounds for Olympia's rich and powerful. Just last month, one
well-heeled patron alone dropped 110 gold at the posh establishment. "A
trifling sum", the worthy gentleman said, "for the opportunity to travel to
the hinterland in style. The cuisine is superb, the accommodations
luxurious, and the clientele exclusive. No doubt that Calvin Trillion fellow
would give the place his highest rating -- if only he could get in."
The Dun Dragon -- Torba Bacor's first and finest establishment. "A flagon at
the Dragon is the Brew that is True!"
Now that the dust has finally settled, I wish to publicly congratulate the
involved AOO factions for their masterful defense of Chateau Oly. And also to
congratulate Steve Chapin as well, for one heck of a nuisance campaign.
Will there be a rematch? Only time (and lots of it) will tell. Me, I'm leaving
town, no more land wars in Asia.
(grin)
Tony Baldacci
Turn 18, at a soldier's bar some small distance from Chateau Olympique;
Dionysis, pale and waxen, raises another toast, "Well lads, gave it out
best shot, we did, and to the underworld with us, by Jove, better a dead lion
than live dog, eh!" He slugs back another one. His two companions, Harald
Hardrada and Ulf Uspaksson, grunted their assent. The barmaid and innkeeper
keep their distance from this moody crew, having already been paid in full for
the night's festivities.
Harald splashed a mug of ale in the general direction of his gapping maw.
"That we did, our best shot, and for a moment I saw it open before me, a grand
castle, garrisons throughout Provinia, that blasted Marat sucking his last
breath from my sword." He weaved to his feet, "Aye, a kingdom, it was there but
for a moment!"
Ulf gazed up at his companion though bloodshot eyes. "You old fool, you
got us beat by that rascal, and a good number of nobles lost as well. Better to
have stayed in our towns back east than to be imprisoned in the dungeons of the
Chateau. Buried in chains and fighting the rats for our meal until we die,
better our way than that!" The others grunted their assent.
Unable to remain quiet, the barmaid exclaimed, "Oh no fair gentlemen! It
isn't that way at all! Marat promises to keep the prisoners alive and in the
best of shape. Fine clothes and linen, the finest meat and wine, why just this
morning they were run around the castle 6 times. The good Duke says he wants
them to live a long, healthy life!"
The three gave the barmaid a look of sodden disbelief, glanced at each
other in disgust, then each slumped beneath the table. Agusta faction
Attention Elven Helm [bd2x] Owners
I know the location of a rich Chimera in some hidden Ruins in
Provinia that requires an Elven Helm to defeat. Interested parties,
including Hile Troy [i4n], should contact Negentropy [pz8] for a mutually
beneficial chat.
MAFOC hereby declares war on both the Iron Nataion and the AOO. The AOO
have largely defeated the Iron Nation, and now they must face us. And
the Iron Nation is largely dropping and re-starting in the game, which
we feel is punishable by death in and of itself. So enjoy your last few
months of life while you can, scum, and learn all the skills you are
able to, for soon you will be meals for our Necromancers.
Diary: Snowmelt, day 22
At last we are through the mountains! I would have never thought a barren
rocky plain could look so good. It should be a straight jaunt westward to the
coast now. With all the delays, I wonder if our seafaring friends will still
keep the rendezvous we planned so many months ago. I hope so, but if not, better
to find out now if our allies can be relied upon rather than later when more is
at stake.
Mountains, mountains and yet more mountains. One begins to think this entire
continent is ringed in just mountains. There has got to be a better way of
travelling. *sigh*
Distressed
I will soon have a mixed cargo that I would like to sell as one lot. Any
Offers for the lot?
10 Lana Bark
10 Long Bows
10 Cross Bows
20 Peasants
1 Giant Spider
2 Giant Birds
[t1s] HuonBrook
I understand that a Graveyard is the path to Hades, and the fee is 100 gold per entity, including retainers.
I have just found a Fairy Hill. Is this the path to Faerie? What is the cost
and what is the procedure? Do you need to have some token, like an elfstone?
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| GateMastery, the final frontier? |
|<--------------------------------------------------------------->|
| |
| The Gatemasters are here to help *You*. |
| |
| Here is how it works. We have already located five gateways |
| and are rapidly pinning down another four. We want to help |
| you help us. Send us in your gate readings and we will send |
| you back other information we have that will help you to |
| pin point the gateway. If you can pinpoint a gateway that |
| we have not, then you get to become a full Gatemaster will |
| access to all the gate information we have. |
| |
| Why do we do it this way? Well there is a large effort that |
| must be made in locating gates, and we don't think it's fair |
| that people free-load. So long as you are actively trying |
| to locate new gateways, you will continue to get help. |
| essentially people get out what they put it. We work this |
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I fail to see why AOO is attracting so much attention. Certainly they have
a strong position and may well control much of Provinia in short order, but
hell there are plenty of others doing the same on other landmasses.
I understand there are some who seek vengeance for past wrongs. To them
I would only suggest that revenge is a dish best served cold. Prepare yourself,
build your strength. Your chance will come.....
We would like to announce the grand opening of The Groundhog Tavern. The
Groundhog is located in beautiful Dafarik, the largest city on Tollus.
We are located in the Gentle Plains in eastern Tollus. Bypass the Mellow
Yellow Pub, to find the only real inn on Tollus. Never will you hear any
songs about spam in this establishment. Take the extra walk, it is well
worth it.
Thales [e8q]
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp! Only bleedin' thin in sight. Dambed first
mate went off and made a spliff outa the last map. Suppose I should
make me 'nother best as I can and sees if I can get this wreck to port
so as to make the lads a little more agreeable. Maybe they won't go
a runnin' off on me den. Not that there is anything to run to mind.
The lads keep claimin' dat der be a pretty lass who keeps comin' by
but I think it be the shrooms they been smokin'.
Don't even tink 'bout it or I'll cut yer arm off the map is for guidance
'o th seas not fer makin' yer self a splif.....
Bleedin' bunch a fools I went an hired dis lot...
Groweling Beerswooler "Me ship is in me bottle.." [k7u]
Admerial, MAFOC SS Slotted Spoon
As a new noble he had though it fitting to hire a bard to
record all the epic deads he was destined to do. But as
they sat by the camp fire he could only cringe as he heard
his soldiers and peasants sing the bards sole creation for
the umtyith time. That song about his heroic slaughter of
471 mosquitos, 26 tics, and 2 leeches in his first month
as a noble really didn't seem to do him justice.
Further writings from a water logged journal:
We have finally found a gap in those accursed mountains! The seas
conspired against us though and we were forced to sail past the gap. Now
that we have regained control of the ship, we shall turn around and put
our feet on land. The only problem may be if the.....
Some thoughts on the AOO/IN confrontation. Take them as you will:
The more he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's
character, give him power.
- Abraham Lincoln
The anger of a good man lasts an instant;
that of a meddler two hours;
that of a base man a day and a night;
and that of a great sinner until death.
- Sanskrit proverb
O ye of little faith indeed! Your humble correspondent is eating pie
that is anything but humble! Duke Marat did not massacre (not *yet*,
at least ) any of the IN nobles in bx22! Far from it, the great
Duke displayed a generosity of spirit, not before seen on
this world, that stopped the IN nobles in their tracks! Yes, not only
did Marat (praise to his name!) not attack them, he also displayed
his generosity in a very material way - he GAVE them enough stone
to build another castle!
Amidst the general rejoicing, your correspondent is almost alone
in noticing that the recipients of this noblesse largesse were
indeed stopped in their tracks - quite literally. The noble
Duke had MISCALCULATED, and gave them so much stone that the IN's
fetchers and carriers (you know, the feelthy pheasants etc) decided
to be revolting (what's new?) and REFUSED TO MOVE!!!
Fair enough! Not Marat's fault if all the IN peasantry go on strike.
The IN themselves had proposed this method of dealing with Percival the
Prim, *BANDIT OF THE YEAR*, but were afraid that the subsequent
headlines in the Times ("IN Kills with Kindness", "Percival Overwhelmed
by IN's Generosity", etc) would leave them a laughing stock, or even
blasphemous, in the eyes of the Great Atnerks. It appears now that
the Great Atnerks has ruled it is not blasphemous, merely laughable.
For all those nobles who would prefer NOT to be stopped in their tracks
by such AOO generosity, the solution is simple. Following the formal
gifting of vast quantities of inanimate objects at the commencement
of each month, DROP all stone, wood, etc, that you can't carry,
*even if you don't have it *, just before executing each move
between provinces, or between a province and a city.
But do *not* disregard the etiquette: from now on a formal note of
thanks, along with an apology, must be posted whenever you actually
drop anything. Something along the lines of:
"To the most noble Duke Marat, Greetings!
Thank you for your most generous gift! Our peasants
are overwhelmed! Some of them are still underneath!
We tender our most humble apologies that we are
unable to cope with such generosity. While seeking
counselling, we hope you will understand that
for ecological reasons we feel must pass on to
the inhabitants of this region all of the resources
you have so kindly provided us with that actually we
cannot use personally. Salutations and again many thanks."
Failure to adhere to the etiquette is blasphemy in the eyes of the
Great Atnerks! IN take note!
[ Well, as it was the IN that persuaded me not to remove the GIVE
permission hole, I can only say that they should enjoy this bit
of fine gaming. Enjoy your hot-potato games! -- Atnerks ]
The Scrabble Murders - Chapter Three
====================================
"Something's been bothering me, Holmes," exclaimed Dr. Watson.
"We're already starting the third chapter here and no one's
actually been killed at all!" The duo had caught the Aethelarn
ferry, borrowed warmounts and were now climbing west into the
Channel Mountains toward the Orc Institute.
Holmes sighed deeply. "It was that blasted fishwife's fault.
She's the one who burst into our domicile screaming bloody
murder... Anyhow, deuced interesting clues, what?" He held
up the small wooden tile, pondering once again the significance
of the letter 'H' and the tiny numeral two in the lower right
corner.
"That's another thing," continued Watson. Isn't 'H' worth three
points and not two?"
Holmes glanced over balefully. "Look, it really doesn't matter.
No one plays scrabble anymore... Who's gonna know? Anyhow, here
we are!" Ahead of them, the stone towers of the Orc Institute
hove into view. Standing just outside was an obviously agitated
Dr. Sierpinski. He was literally hopping from foot to foot as
the mounts cantered to a halt in front of him.
Sierpinski rushed forward. "Chentlemen, chentlemen, ve have a
wisitor who has been expecting you!" He enthusiastically
pumped their arms before ushering them toward the institute's
main gates.
As he herded the pair toward the entrance Holmes and Watson argued
subvocally about his accent. When they stepped inside, Holmes was
rolling his eyes. "All right, that's enough! Russian, Polish,
German... Who cares?"
Watson inhaled deeply to prepare for another retort, then gasped
as he saw who awaited their arrival. "Uh oh, it's Sir Arthur!"
He glanced around wildly looking for a means of escape.
Holmes immediately grapsed the precariousness of their situation
and charged forward in a preemptive attack. "Now see here, Doyle!
What do you think you're doing here; interfering with our inves-
tigations..."
The newcomer was having none of it. "Holmes, Watson, go wait in
the coach." They scuttled off. "And as for you," he continued,
you should be ashamed of yourself! What a travesty... I should
sue you for defamation of fictional character. This is worse than
that bloody Spielberg movie; who do you think you are, David
Lynch? To blazes with the public domain; I'll sue..." As the
great author warmed up to full rant the anonymous parodist snuck
off the page mouthing a silent prayer of thanks that article
verification had yet to be implemented...
To be discontinued...
Lift, haul, stone by stone
It must be built, it shall be known
Dawn will rise, black and cold
To stand above, mortal foes
Unwashed shall flock
A taste forbidden
For another, chaos and oblivion
Go north forever, in time, to find
Glory, blood, loot and rhyme!
The Raptors
The Sen Clan anouces their claim to Thornclay and the adjacent provinces.
Please do not use resources in the area without checking with us first. Small
traveling parties are welcome
John Sen [m6f]
Aric breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the gates of Aethelarn.
Imperial City had been bustling with activity the past few weeks.
It had been nearly impossible to get to sleep with the din made by
the clank of chains as prisoners were dragged to the docks and siege
engines were dragged out of the city gates. After graduation from
Imperial U., Aric had gathered together a small band of eager lads
and dashed across to Aethelarn, hurrying to avoid the thunderstorm
to the north of the city. Once Beastmastery was learned, off to the
wilderness!
"If at first you don't succeed ..."
Tony Baldacci
Was: sb0 Varangian Freeholders
Now: ch2 Novgorod
Kevin Davis Connery
Was: wv9 Cymry
Now: at4 Kote Shiva
Jim Morgan
Was: tg3 Mistic Harbor Company
Now: bh6 Black Rose
John Palphreyman <76150.1534@compuserve.com>
Was: rj3 The Shadow League
Now: of7 Dis Exapaton
THE CONDE NASTY TRAVELLER
This month's report from Kristian Armorcorps has been delayed
by technical difficulties. We're still waiting for her ship
to come in. Unless she's sharing an island with another group
of unbelievably credulous voyagers, she should be back next
month with her story of a life on the ocean waves.
Watch this space!
We of the Atalan League restate our claim to the small land of Atala
as our domain. We intend no hostility towards our neighbors but
humbly request that they respect our claims since we are completely
utilizing the market capacity of Atala at this time. We also have
armed units clearing out the wilderness and wish to avoid any
conflicts over resources.
To those who have contacted us, we respond by saying that we do not
currently wish to disclose our location since we feel we have little
to gain by such a disclosure but we do welcome contact from those who
may already know our location. At some point in the future, we may
make our location more widely know.
Wurun Ravuk [x1y]
The Atalan League
Gooooood Moooorrrnnnning Oooossssiiiicccccussss!
We're here, where are you?
Come out, come out, where ever you are.
Contact Dugrik [v2h], operators are standing by.
As a result of recent events, land claims to by26 are rescinded. Do not
contact me about access to Gentlewind.
Kemal ibn Ibrahim [g5t]
Crystal's Bargain Shoppe is still accepting orders.
Our excellent products include:
- Winged Horses limited supply!!
- Pikes less than 20gold/pike!!
- Crossbows less than 20gold/crossbow!!
Quantity discounts!
Please note, our necromancer has had some problems controling the resident
Mailer Daemon. This could have resulted in the loss of your mail to me. If
you sent me any mail, and didn't recive a reply, please try again now that
the Daemon is firmly under control.
Faction based in Imperial City seeks quotes from reputable merchant
on the following items: Crossbows, Wood, Pikes, Flying Horses.
Please reply directly to Serobyn [h8e]. Purchase time frame-Sunsear.
All responses held in strict confidence.
Today we begin the trek into exile. So far the Ancient Order
of Olympians have treated us honorably. They have even given each of
us 2 pieces of souviner stone. Unfortunately we will not have room in
our meager luggage for such luxories. We all prey that the nobles who
have been taken prisoner will also be able to join us in our search
for a new homeland.
Cotton Mather
Dying
and Crying
to learn Scrying
for Spying!
And Sighing
to be Buying
Something for Flying...
Vogon Poetry Society
ATTENTION: all travelers near the Imperial City:
Due to the recent unpleasantness around Mtn. Olympus, We have been
forced to close the borders of Atnos to all travelers, so as to
avoid the problems of illegal immigration.
Anyone not already on the island is advised to stay off until
further notice.
Pel [q1v], Countess of Atnos
*Hunger*, it thought, and moved through the thick growth of
cattails lining the shallow channel. Its scales scraped the mud of the
low bank as it settled in to watch the narrow game trail, where the path
crossed the open water. *Wait* *Feed*
Some time later, it heard movement through the thick brush leading
to the edge of the channel. *Many* it thought, *Loud* *Foolish* Images of
four-legged, horned beasts moving carefully down to the water to drink ran
through its mind, and it tensed, claws digging into the mud beneath it, as
it prepared to slide into the shallow water, to lie concealed beneath the
surface. Then one of the creatures stepped into the open, and started down
to the water's edge.
The creature stood on two legs and carried a bundle of sticks in
its forelimbs. It moved to the edge of the water and began to make many
unfamiliar noises. Its scent came across the breeze, a mixture of
different smells, some familiar, but others very much new.
*Hunt*, the beast thought, and began to slide towards the channel's
rim. It stopped, as the brush midway between it and the new creature rustled,
and a great cat stepped out. The cat moved down to the water and bent to lap
from the stream. Behind it, a trio of wolves stepped from the shadows.
More of the strange, two-legged creatures emerged from the forest and began
to cross the stream.
The beast froze, confused. *Strange* *Bad*, it thought, and
settled back into the mud to wait.
The gray-cloaked noble stopped at the top of the opposite bank and
looked around, a puzzled look on his face. A second noble stepped away
from the small group of crossbowmen watching the deep forest around them
for signs of danger.
"An'thing?" the second man asked, rubbing the skull tattoo on his
jaw absently with one knuckle.
The beastmaster shook his head. "I'm not sure. I thought I felt
something watching us, but now I can't tell for certain."
The other noble looked up as the trees bridging the stream above
them rustled and watched unconcerned as several huge arachnids passed above.
"I doubt thet anythin' kin git close enough ta yer pets fer us ta need a'
worry about." He lifted the rune inscribed spear he held. "An' ifen they
do, I thin' we kin handle 'em."
"I'm more concerned about missing something important." The
beastmaster gestured, and one of the wolves trotted over to him.
"I'm concern'd abou' findin' th' ship."
The beastmaster laughed and knelt next to the wolf. "And as soon
as we get on the ship, you'll be complaining again about having to sit
around while we travel. Does nothing make you happy?"
The other shrugged, watching as the last of their men crossed the
stream. "When I fin' sumthin' thet does, I'll let ya know."
The beastmaster took the wolf's head in his hands and looked into
its eyes, feeling the light touches of its mind. For a long moment he
studied it, sensing the vague dis-ease it felt from some distant danger,
but reading that it knew of nothing certain or close. Then he broke
contact and stood. "Well, whatever it was, it doesn't seem like our
problem this time."
"Good!" the other said, and waved for the crossbowmen to follow
the others into the forest. "We kin git a few more miles in t'day." He
started down the trail. A short moment later, the first noble followed.
Across the stream, the beast watched. *Hunger* *Wait* it thought.
Other prey would come.
I'd like to get in touch with anyone else exploiting the Emperor's
Forest east of IC. The Clan With No Name [py4]
A winded Shay Tollin was led into the dining hall of the Chateau. Duke Marat
lounged at the head of the map-strewn table, conferring with his advisor
Athelfrar. Several young pages scurried back and forth, retrieving this
scroll or removing that map.
"Duke Marat, I have had a disturbing vision! I fear for my temple and my
followers. I foresaw my temple overrun with vandals, and even Sarrail himself
has left the area!"
"Ah, yes. Tollin, is it? Yes. Some sort of minor holding to the
north? Yes. Yes. Good. I mean, bad, of course. Terrible vision. Well.
Can't be helped, though. Army coming. You'll have to stay here, of course."
Athelfrar stood and solititously motioned to Shay. "Our good Duke means to say
that you are welcome to enjoy the hospitality of the Chateau in your time of
need. It may be some time before the Duke can attend to your holding, however.
Our preliminary intelligence suggests that an army of Iron Nation nobles may
be on the way to siege the castle. The Duke would be grateful if you and your
men could help with the defense of the castle."
"Yes. Yes. Of course. Defense. Terrible, terrible."
Shay looked incredulously at the pair, eyeing one, then the other, before he
bowed and turned around. As he left, he muttered under his breath, "I begin
to see why Sarrail didn't show up here."
To verify some correct information:
> > Some few months ago, a fellow named Bastrestric ther Archymonaged led
> > a faction that attacked and killed a bunch of random nobles. Common
> > banditry. Bastrestric thought he was being smart by not doing any of
> > the attacking himself, but he was quickly found out by some of his
> > victims.
True.
> > This Bastrestric ther Archymonaged fellow was spotted hiding in a
> > castle, the Chateau Olympique. The owner of the castle said he had a
> > treaty to defend Bastrestric ther Archymonaged, whether or not
> > Bastrestric ther Archymonaged was a common bandit. Well, that's
> > certainly throwing the gauntlet down.
True again.
Now to correct some erroneous information:
> Bastrestric was involved in some skirmishes with a couple of other
> factions way back during the first few turns of the game; I seem
^^^^^^
> to remember most of the attacks being made by the other factions
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
> though.
^^^^^^^^
Since I've the utmost respect for the leader of faction Amber, I'll
assume this statement is due to their being ignorant of the facts
rather than culpability.
Ergonal [j7t], a member noble of Servants of the Art [qy6] attacked
4 nobles in [by23] on turn 2. Fortunately his reign of terror was
short lived. :) The 4th noble he attacked turned out to be one of
his AOO allies, and the mutual defend orders between this noble and
one other defeated Ergonal.
Talia [z6p], Artur [n2v] & Terminus [t6x] of The Skaithian
Consortium [bh0], joined by Decessim [w2f] of Servants of the Art;
undertook an unprovoked attack against myself and companions in
[by24] turn 3. We weren't as fortunate as Huon Brook & Capt.
Bogomil though; one of our number died of wounds received and
another was taken prisoner. I myself was taken prisoner when
attacked by a horde of rats immediately after their assault on us.
Fortunately I proved unpalatable and they released me 2 months
later. :)
> But by Atnerks' brass balls, does it bloody matter one way or the other???
> It is not remotely sensible or reasonable to make decisions affecting the
> future of the entire continent on the basis of a handful of minor
> skirmishes between two or three factions that happened a dozen turns ago!
Yes it matters to the injured parties, and I think it matters to
everyone... in so far as they may wish to keep a sharp eye out when
they spot nobles from the bandit factions in a province with them.
But I have to agree that it would be senseless to base global
decisions on a few facts of provincial concern only.
> I agree with this guy (who is he? Ah, yet another lily-livered coward who
> hasn't the guts to sign his name to his article. No surprises there :))
>
> Amber [s0s]
Taliesin the Merlin, Companions of Caerleon [oz0]
... not afraid to sign his name since he's already on the AOO
sh*t-list. :)
> We finally make it to the plains. Look there, a grassy field rather like a
> pasture. Does anyone know what a grassy field is good for, or an enchanted
> forest, for that matter?
Pastures and Grassy Fields are the same as a plain. You can CATCH
horses in them. Enchanted Forest though... duhhhh.
> Can anyone confirm the reports that either Cyclops or Centaurs require
> special weapons to attack? Any information gladly accepted,
To the best of my knowledge, a special item is only required if the
monster in the sublocation holds a powerful artifact in it's
possession.
The waves are slamming against the hull. We're making good speed, but
the reason why we're heading this way is beginning to irritate me.
Just as we uncover virgin lands to explore, far from the politics of
the Imperial city and the brooding MAFOC presence nearby, we're called
upon to become a taxi service. The message that arrived by carrier
pigeon that arrived was quite insistent, we have no choice but to come
back and pick our colleagues up from the swamp they found themselves
mired in. Well, one advantage of picking them up would be the
protection afforded by the increased number of nobles. It sounded as
if our faction has managed to recruit large numbers of new followers.
And, of course, there was always the possibility of encountering other
targets of opportunity. That, at least, could be interesting.
Oleg the Loudmouth's (Free!) Lore Archive still exists!
The long promised tomes of new knowledge are now available! The new
tomes are: lore.new, which is all lore found in this world, and
lore.diff, which gives the differences between the lore of this world
and the lore of the alpha-test world. As usual, no fee is collected,
nor will none be paid for any contributions. Do a good deed today and
contribute: Lore should be free!
As usual, these tomes may be obtained by contacting me directly, or
from your favorite archive.
-- Oleg the Loudmouth [b2q]
COASTAL WARNINGS: it's easy to become trapped in strange coastal
configurations. Do yourself a favor and head straight to your destination!
You can explore coasts later at your leisure.
advice from a sailor
The Imperial Shipwrights are open for business. We will build galleys
or roundships on contract. Contact Bligh [s0u] if you're interested.
Full-service priest now available. Resurrections, last rites, visions of
objects or places: yours for a modest price. Results guaranteed first
time. If you have a need, email w4t@g1.pbm.com and we'll try to fix you
up in our fully-equipped temple.
MARTIAL LAW IMPOSED IN GENTLEWIND AND SURROUNDING PROVINCES
In the aftermath of the AOO/IN battle at Mount Olympus, the Cohorts of
Colossus [vo4] have assumed stewardship of the lands in the Newleaf
and Gentlewind area. Sheriff Pelenth of Drassa [f3i] is in charge of
peacekeeping in the area, and has imposed martial law until tensions
have subsided.
This proclamation applies to the following provinces, as well as all
sublocations in these provinces: bx25, bx26, bx27, by25, by26, by27,
and bz27. Persons seen travelling in this area have been notified of
the imposition of martial law, and all new travellers wishing to enter
these lands should notify Pelenth before entering. Until tensions in
the region have subsided, unauthorized travel through these lands will
be regarded as a hostile act, and may be dealt with harshly.
Travellers notifying Pelenth and obtaining travel permission will not
be molested, and will be protected by the Sheriff and his forces.
It is our sincere wish that peace is restored to the area soon, and
that the martial law will be lifted in a few short months.
Sheriff Pelenth of Drassa [f3i]
Clan Shado:
The castle construction proceeds as projected. The stoneworkers report
that they will have quarried the required amounts before the month is out,
and the masons claim that if deliveries do not slack off, they will be
done in a few short months. Soon the Clan will take up its birthright!
The scouts have been capturing large numbers of animals, and report that
the countryside is pristine and untrammeled by noble feet. Their
recruiting proceeds well, and they claim to be ready to garrison the castle
properly on its completion.
- Megan Shado [j4m]
DEAR MIYUKI, An irregular feature of the Olympia Times:
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>I can't seem to recruit any peasants or earn any gold in Imperial City.
>What should I do?
>
>Not Going Anywhere
Dear "Not Going Anywhere",
Go somehwere.
Miyuki
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>I lost most of my forces in a recent large battle. What should I do?
>
>Stuck in Ironic Situation
Dear "Stuck in Ironic Situation",
Bring more troops next time.
Miyuki
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>My ship got captured by pirates. What should I do?
>
>Unpleasantly Surprised
Dear "Unpleasantly Surprised",
Bring more troops next time.
Miyuki
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>No one trusts me or my allies. What should I do?
>
>Ancient and Disorderly
Dear "Ancient and Disorderly",
Take up innkeeping on Atnos.
Miyuki
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>I was tricked! A group of people stranded me on a desert island!
>What do I do?
>
>Gilligan
Dear "Gilligan",
Don't talk to strangers.
Miyuki
>Dear Miyuki,
>
>No one sends mail to us about where they are. What are we doing wrong?
>
>Puzzled Pilgrims
Dear "Puzzled Pilgrims",
Offer large amounts of gold.
Miyuki
The Imperial City Logging Corporation is open for
business. Contact mmwang@mv.us.adobe.com if you wish
to place an order for wood or yew.
From the Captain of the Tai Lung,
Dull sailing. Only one island was sighted this month, [af1h] at br41, with
4 Cyclops. Has anyone found any Cyclops that do _not_ require a special
item to defeat? As always, we are interested in exchanging information with
other seafarers.
Announcing formation of the Aethelarn & Pirn Railway Company. Shares
opening at 37 on the OSDAQ exchange. Now taking reservations for passengers
and freight on the first leg of our line, from Aethelarn to Imperial City.
Contact Cornelius [r3c].