+----------------------------------------------------------------------+ | The Olympia Times issue g1-106 | | July 3, 1996 | | | | turn 106 131 players http://www.pbm.com/oly/times/ | +----------------------------------------------------------------------+Questions, comments, to play: info@pbm.com
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There once was a dragon outside whose limerics would always collide. With each twist of his tongue the fires had begun and had sent all the peasants to hide.
-- The day of Rest [ju3]
House Greyfletch is currently undertaking an expedition for the Royal Geographic Society. The Grey Bird [fd1t] is currently circumnavigating the world. It is flying a Royal Geographic Banner. If you see it bumping against your coastline, or visiting your port, don't be alarmed, it's just passing through.
-- Arlon Greyfletch
-- House Greyfletch [pb7]
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Monthly notice: every new visitor to either of our 2 fair isles should notify us in advance.
-- The Crazy Quilters [vn7]
Obscure peoples and ways of Olympia. - Toads
What noble amoung us has not tasted that Olympian delicacy, cold toad spaghetti. Just the thought of it brings a glaze to the eyes of most of us. But few of us know of the effort it takes to bring this gourmand treat to our table. For not any toad is thought usable for this dish. No, for only the meat from the giant blue toads from the subartic swamps of southern Segaar is thought acceptable for this treat. The demand for this prized flesh is so great that the wild populations of giant toads have long been decimated and what you find in your spaghetti today was undoubtedly raised on a giant toad ranch in Segaar. On these ranches a few lonly toadboys tend to huge herds of giant blue toads. Its a hard life. The four month long nights spent under a blue moon sitting by a campfire in the icy swamps listening to the lonsome croaks of their herd. The four month long days spent protecting the herd from the great herons that inhabit the area. Then once that final morning slowly dawns and it is time to collect the herd together and start the yearly toad drive to IC. A half dozen toadboys drive a thousand toads a thousand leagues through the wild tundra of half frozen swamps to the nearest gate to IC. All the time being wary of attacks by wild orcs who also prize the toads flesh. But with that first taste of cold toad spaghetti every noble knows its well worth all the effort.
-- Dr. Ironlung [m1u]
Customer Testamonial on behalf of the First Bank of Provinia
Greetings, Provinians! My name's Jack and these are my beans. I'm a trader. I travel Provinia buying and selling the finest beans and linen. How did I get this great career? The First Bank of Provinia gave me a small-business loan, that's how. They have everything a businessman like myself could need: low-interest loans, high interest rates, newbie bonuses, warehouse facilities, shipping services... What else could you ask for?
So take it from me, Jaques et ses Haricots, don't wind up lying in the gutters of Imperial City weaving baskets. Stop by the First Bank of Provinia a call. You'll be glad you did.
-- Jaques et ses Haricots [x1a]
The First Bank of Provinia wishes to apologise for the lack of response during this last week. It started when the FBoP totally failed to submit it's orders for turn 105. many Apologies again.
-- First Bank of Provinia [y6v]
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The First Bank of Provinia has offices in some of the major cities on the continent of Provinia. The FBoP offers the following facilities.
o Special offers for New Olympia Players. o Excellent Interest Rates on Bank Accounts. o A Fast and Efficient Courier Service. o Money Transfers. o Short and Long Term Loans. o Insurance Policies. o Pawn Broking Service.
Call in at your local branch for further details.
-- First Bank of Provinia [v0z]
An Open Letter to all Olympians, from Bartholomew, Knight Commander of the Royal Geographical Society:
"Hail and well met, fellow Olympians. I am Bartholomew, and it is my honor to further the work of the Royal Geographical Society in any way I can.
"While I am quite pleased by the number and quality of our current Membership, one can never have enough participants in the Great Work. That's I why want to describe to each and every one of you what that Great Work is, and why it's so important to the Society -- and to all of Olympia.
"Five score and six moons ago, when Atnerks first declared Olympia to be open for Factions, next to nothing was known by the general public about Olympian geography. A vague idea about the names and shapes of continental landmasses, that was about all. Accordingly, a handful of factions, led by the Skulking Vermin [sx6], set out to gather the Knowledge needed to combat the forces of fear and ignorance.
"For fifty-five moons, the information was gathered and set forth in a document called the Atlas of Olympia, and the public was much gratified. But by the end of that time, the Skulking Vermin were alone in their efforts to produce and update the Atlas, and the burden had become too great. And so the Great Work was halted, and languished until modern times.
"The Royal Geographical Society [sp9] was formed on Turn 97, with the stated purpose of taking up the Great Work at the point where it had been left off. And what is that Great Work, you ask? Nothing less than the peaceful exploration and mapping of *all* of Olympia and its associated realms -- a very daunting task indeed, and much more than any one faction could manage alone.
"And so it became necessary to recruit other Members to participate in this effort. First among them, of course, was the Skulking Vermin [sx6], who had championed the Cause from the beginning. Next there came, in rapid succession, House Greyfletch [pb7], the Reservoir Gods [qb4], Lords of Revelstone [ad4], Knights of Pervia [bk5], Ninth Wave [nr2], and the day of Rest, [ju3]. And along with these came a number of anonymous contributors to the Atlas, who shared our passion for Discovery and Knowledge but felt that personal discretion was the wisest course.
"Together these factions will work to achieve a goal far greater than any of us could have attempted on our own. What the final outcome of this effort will be, only Atnerks can say -- but I for one remain highly optimistic. I envision a future when our descendents will walk, and ride, and sail, and fly in Olympia without fear of encountering the Unknown, or of suffering the cruel dictates of Chance. This, then, shall be the legacy of the Society and its membership.
"If you want to be a part of this effort, please contact our representative, the Honorable Brett Miller, at 103534.1454@compuserve.com. There is a role for all, from the oldest Faction to youngest, and we require only that our Members be factions in good standing, be willing to share their knowledge of Olympia and environs, and be willing to contribute of their time and resources to the Cause.
"May Atnerks keep you all in the palm of His hand, and protect you."
-- Bartholomew [p5i]
Rumors
. . . on the surface . . . B-)
The Uncivil War has begun on Provinia.
Are there any items or spells that allow a noble to ride or fly without winged horses or nazgul?
Long live the King, Athelfrar!!!
These rumors are getting boring. Where's that answer man? Where's the war everyone keeps talking about. Why don't you guys post your victories for all to see!?
At last, my conquest is complete. It has taken years, but I have finally gotten the lid off of this jar. And now ... damn, it's empty.
Gold for the needy!
WHA???!!!???
Last turn's rumors left much to be re-dired.
"The End is near!"
Oh Mighty Atnerks, let my nobles hear my wishes and not my words.
Another week's research funding.
Hej hej, hemskt mycket hej!
Beware the RGS. They mean to control the world through complete knowledge of our lands. Once there are no mysteries left in Olympia, once they have complete documentation of the world, once creativity and imagination is banished by their hand, they will have finally won.
Brain for Sale! Brain for Sale!
Only One Careful Owner!
(though obviously not careful enough...)
ndsfjfjl
Hmm, A lot of detractors of the Clan with No Name seems to be coming out of the woodwork these days. I'm curious whether most of them have any solid evidence against the Clan or are they generally just blowing hot air.
And what's with all the "trembling AOO" comments? As far as I can tell, they can still wipe out all other factions as easily as one cleans out a lair of rats. Let's be realistic.
Hades will fall!
let us see if this works the way I stink