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Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Oct 2 16:04:29 1997
To all
Subject A King is Crowned
Rhea Shalonost's brother has been released out of capturment by the kingdom of Thaxanos.
He has returned to power over the Kingdom of Shalonesti.
Terri Shalonost has rule over the city and its cities army, however the nations speaker
of the moons is still filled by his sister Rhea. Rhea controls the warring aspect of the
Shalonesti. (the clan, not the royal army)
May his reign last long and his Kingdom propser.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Nov 27 03:01:59 1997
To all
Subject A Request for Surrender, a Notice of War
Lord Oge led his generals into the war room. In that
room there were maps of a great forest and many weapons
and books of strategy. Generals Grimlok, Bosik, KrothGar,
Hammurabi, and Admiral Chronus all joined him around the
the table.
Lord Oge: I know the way through the forest from every
angle now. I think its time to attack. All in favor?"
All responded with "Aye".
Lord Oge: We will send him out terms of his surrender.
if he does not agree, we will indeed attack this Sunday.
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. TERMS OF SURRENDER
King Terri Shalonost,
The people of Shalonesti will lay down their arms, open
the city gates, and permit entry of Lord Oge and the
Marauders. men of fighting age will report to Lord Oge
and be given the oppurtunity to serve in the Marauders.
If they refuse, they will be made prisoners.
if you accept Lord Oge's terms, he will spare your city
from harm. He will leave your women and children in peace.
If you do not accept his terms, but persist in refusing
your surrender, Lord Oge will burn your city and house
down to the ground, your men taken as slaves, your
women given to the Ogres to do with as they wish and
your children will be slaughtered before thier mothers
eyes. Lord Oge gives you until Saturday Morning to Surrender.
if you do not, we will invade on Sunday.
Signed,
Lord Oge
General Grimlok
Admiral Chronus
General Bosik
General KrothGar
General Hammurabi
Writer: Scorn
Date Sat Nov 29 00:01:24 1997
To all
Subject The Marauders invade Shalonesti!
HighLord Oge led his troops through the path he and his
officers had selected to use. With Oge was General
KrothGar, and Admiral Chronus. The Navy Admiral was indeed
out of his element but word was that he has a personal
stake in this. Oge motioned for the two officers.
Oge: Chronus, take the 5th Regiment of Knights and head
west along the Thaxonos mountains. We will out flank them.
KrothGar: If we dont run into the lot of them in this
blasted forest.
Chronus: It would be wise of them. The elves know this
forest like the back of thier hand.
Oge: Hmm, good point. Do it anyway.
Chronus boggled.
Oge: Trust me on this. If the hit us in the woods, we will
sound the alarm. You will hear it I am sure. I have never
heard such quiet in any woods before.
Chronus: Very well HighLord.
Chronus saluted, then took the 5th Knighted Regiment and
headed west. He joined the 5 units of infrantry that Oge
had sent previously.
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The front line of the Marauder infantry walked as quietly as
they could muster through the forest toward the city. No one
heard a thing.
*THWOCK* a group of Marauders fell to thier knees as elven
made arrows made their way into their chests. Head to head
the armies went charging and screaming. Sounds of metal against metal
could be heard for miles. The battle begun. 2 Shalonesti
infrantry units were immediatly cut down by Marauder Calvary.
The overwelming forces of the Marauders pummelled their way
through the Shalonesti troops. Shalonesti warrios fell back
and their calvary charged foward. KrothGar's 2 Knighted
regiment met them. The Shalonesti calvary was not match for
knights and fell quickly. King Terri had sent a group of
elves to flank the Marauders, but the ran right into
Chronus and were defeated. All in all, the Marauders were
too many and the Shalonesti army fell.
The last section of King Terri's army was his own command.
They fought bravely trying to prevent the Marauder
takeover, but ultimatly were forced to flee into the woods.
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The gates of Shalonesti were pryed open. Women, children and
the elderly stared in dibelief at the slaughter. Some wept.
Most stood in shock. The Marauder army made way for HighLord
Oge and his command.
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Oge: Fear not citizens of Shalonesti. Obey my laws and NO
harm will come to you. Disobey, and ti will mean yours and
your childrens deaths. Go to the woods, bury your dead. Return
home before nightfall. Tomorrow you WILL open your shops, and
your stores or I will burn this city to the ground with all
of you in it.
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Dec 3 00:29:36 1997
To all
Subject The Civil War of New Thalos
General Koltar's army attacked new Thalos at dawn. The previous
night, several members of the New Thalos army left New Thalos
under the cloak of darkness to join with their general.
A few citizens went to him and formed a militia as well.
Dawn arose and they attacked New Thalos. As Koltar's army
approached the gate, from the high gates of New Thalos the
largest force of archers in history appeared. They drew thier
bows and arrows and slung them into the approaching army.
Soldiers fell quickly. Koltar's army swarmed the gate and
began to pound down the doors! All the meantime, the archers
continued their work. Koltars archers reurned fire but not
with the same effectivness. A few archers from New Thalos
fell, along with archers and soldier from General Koltar.
After suffering heavy losses, the army of general Koltar swarmed
inside the gates. New Thalos soldiers and calvary were waiting
inside and the ground battle began. Blood was spilled on
both sides but in the end, the New Thalos army was too many.
The New Thalos Calvary pummeled the remaining ground archers
of King Koltars army. A Knight unit of King Koltar's
perished to them as well. Another Knight unit, half beaten,
managed to destroy one of New Thalos's veteran knight units.
King Koltars army was beaten and about to die, when they
regrouped and withdrew.
Bodies lie dead from all over. Most came from outside the
gate, arrows stuck in them. This battle would lead one
to believe that all did not die in vain. A lost battle
hardly means a lost war. Although they took a few nasty
hits, New Thalos won this battle.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Dec 4 18:53:44 1997
To all
Subject The Marauders take Althainia
(much thanks to Jubbie for writing this for us)
*thump* *thump* *thump*
'A few citizens looked up at the noise, interupted from their daily life.
It sounded like a large earthquake was approaching from the north. The
pounding grew closer and closer, people in the northernmost part of the
city saw a cloud of dust raising along the northern road. ;
*thump*
One particularly intellegent citizen ran to find the mayor. The plump,
friendly old man was walking around the city, greeting citizens and making
a general nuisance of himself. The boy, Geofry, clutched the mayor's
sleeve.
"The Marauders are coming!!! Lock the gates! Save the city! They'll
kill us all!!"
The aging man looked down at the boy's terrified face and mopped
the sweat that began to bead on his forehead.
*THUMP*
The mayor wished the city had not been left in his hands. He tried to
compose himself and think of a plan. Geofry clung to his arm and was
eventually pryed off by a few guards.
In his office, the mayor reviewed the status of the army, the city, and
its citizens. They had fallen on hard times after King Havoc and Queen
Cait had left them without a ruler. There was no hope of standing against
HighLord Oge. The massacre would only be less than that of Shalonesti
because there would be less military men to die.
The mayor's hand fell on a scrap of paper that had been delivered to him
by that brisque reporter. He reread it with intrest. Her report indicated
that HighLord Oge was not too harsh on the citizens of Shalonesti, and that
those of the Marauders who had killed innocents had been punished.
"Bless you, Marti. You may have saved our people."
*Knock* *Knock*
A strong voice rang out from the northern gates. The words boomed across
the city for all to hear.
"I give you the same terms that were offered to King Terri of
Shalonesti. You may fight me, and be destroyed, or you may open your gates
and allow me to enter."
Silence ensued. The citizens didn't know what to do. There had been no
call for war. There was no one to lead them into battle. The mayor stayed
in his office, afraid his presence would be a sign of resistence.
(CONTINUED IN NEXT HISTORY NOTE)
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Dec 4 19:05:11 1997
To all
Subject The Marauders invade Althainia (part 2)
*clank* *neeigh*
After a few moments of confused silence, HighLord Oge cleared his throat.
There were no sounds in the city, no preparation of war, no calls for
battle. Hammurabi looked at him, puzzled. Grimlok stood impassively,
awaiting orders. HighLord Oge nodded at Chronus, who smiled eagerly and
quickly scaled the walls of the city.
Inside the gate house there was no one. The mayor had already ordered
everyone to retreat from the gates. Dissapointed, the bloodthirsty elf
opened the gates and Oge led his troops in. The line of knights, soldiers
and cavalry seemed to stretch on forever. There was not enough room for
them to walk more than 4 abreast. Seeing the potential problem, Oge sent
Metrox with orders to have the rest of the army camp outside the gates.
The mayor awaited them on main street. With very little ceremony he
handed over the keys to the city and King Havoc's crown.
"We will not oppose you, HighLord Oge. You may have the city"
Oge watched him, mildly surprised. He had not thought anyone would be
intellegent enough to hand over their city.
"You may continue your duties as they were." Oge told the mayor,
handing the keys to the city back. He raised his voice and looked to the
people around him. They didn't seem very curious about him, except for one
pale-faced boy that looked absolutely terriffied. Oge grinned. "You now
answer to me. You will go on about your lives as normal and none of you
will be harmed"
A few people cheered. Most of them just kept going about their business.
The apathy of the citizens was apalling. Oge snarled, turning to face his
troops.
"You have your orders!"
At once his well trained army scattered, joining their particular
battilion leaders and fulfilling their orders.
The whole time, the city was strangely quiet. The mayor had slipped away
to his offices without notice and aside from a few curious citizens,
everyone seemed to ignore him.
He almost prefered to win by battle. Some patriotism would do these
people some good. Almost.
Writer: Scorn
Date Sat Dec 20 19:08:18 1997
To all
Subject The Marauders attack New Thalos
The rising sun chased the blackness from the sky, turning it
into blue. Outside of the Kingdom of New Thalos stood a
monsterous army. Upon the kingdoms walls were many archers,
each more than ready to give his life in return for New Thalos'
safety.
The Maruaders bowmen stretcged thier bows back and unleashed
a flurry of arrows.
The battle has begun, Sultan!!, cried an Advisor.
Get my armor ready, I shan't sit here and let them take it,
replied Valen.
Oge sat outside the city watching the arrows travel back and
forth. He called his commanders to him.
It is my belief our forces are more than 5 times as large
as thiers. General Krothgar, take the entire Calvary to the
South portion of their walls, and break it down. It they divide
their archers up, we'll pummel them here. If they dont you'll
invade there. ArchMagus Hammurabi, take your mages with him.
Cast any spells that may help. Set the place on fire for all
I care. commanded the HighLord.
Metrox, Punji, you stay with me. As soon as their archers
are weakened by ours we'll knock this wall down.
The Marauders Calvary met some resistance and lost an entire
regiment to New Thalos Archers before finding the southern wall.
General Krothgar led the assault foward enetering the New Thalos
stronghold. The Calvary along with KrothGars and Hammurabi's
Knighted units met head on with several units of infantry and
calvary.
HighLord Oge led the assault on the west wall, penetrating
it wirt little resistance. Swarms of Marauder infantry and
Knighted units enetered the city. The New Thalos archers were
cut down in horiffic style.
The Marauders stood some losses in all areas, but in the end,
their army outnumbered New Thalos 12 - 1.
All maruaders unit fought until there were no New Thalos
army left to fight.
HighLord Oge asked a captured advisor "Where is your Sultan?"X
"I do not know sire, I do not know!"
"The man doesnt even have royal blood in his veins yet you
LIE for him?
"I swear! I know not where he is!"
"Punji, kill this one he lies."
Punji stuck his dagger in the advisors gut running it up
to his throught, killing him. Punji looked pleased as the
advisors life left him. A horrified expression on his face.
(ooc)
No deaths by players, all New Thalos members escaped. It was
a flank vs a defend strategy. The Marauder army was way too
many to stop.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Dec 29 15:08:06 1997
To All
Subject The Althainian Chronicle.
By Oge's command, the Marauders army has pulled out of
Shalonesti and New Thalos. They now reside in the Marauders
headquarters.
In Althainia, a ceremony where HighLord was name Emperor
Oge stunned everyone. Silence filled teh crowd as Oge spoje.
Citizens of Althainia, New Thalos, and Shalonesti,
I have claimed the throne of Althainia. Do not call me
King. We are bigger and greater than any one King could hope
to be. King Terri of the Shalonesti and Sultana Myra of
New Thalos have agreed and signed a proclomation unifying
us all to the Empire of Althainia. They will lead their
kingdoms still, and we shall work together to increase the
quality of our kingdoms under this one Empire. I will lead
the marauders no more, I leave that task in the hands of
General Krothgar. I will still pay for the marauders
headquarters on another continent, but not if they resist this
ruling. If they do, they will lose, I have wealth and can beat them.
Any attack upon Shalonesti and new Thalos, means you must
fight the entire Empire! This is the beginning of the makings
of the most powerful Empire ever known! I am confident that
the Emporer of Verminasia and the King of Arkane will work
with us. Long live the Althainian Empire.
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The interview!
Journalists: Will the Marauders back off?
Emperor Oge: They will if they want their new HeadQuarters.
Without co-operation, they will have nothing except a homeless
army and there is no telling how many of them will go with me.
Journalists: What prompted all of this?
Emperor Oge: I saw greater glory in this. A lot of Marauders
have stopped being warriors and are instead becoming ruthless
thugs. I onl hope that KrothGar can do a better job than I.
Journalists: How much money did you take with you?
Emperor Oge: 99% of all money of the Marauders was collected
by me. Most of the Marauders just boatsed behind my
accomplishments while I made the contacts with the backers.
Jounralists: Do you still own New Thalos and Shalonesti?
Emperor Oge: They will run thier own Kingdoms, but they belong
to the Althainian Empire. We ALL will work together to better
improve our Kingdoms. The first thing we will work on, is our
regeneration rooms in ALL kingdoms.
Emperor Oge: No more questions at this time, I have much to
do.
Writer: Scorn
Date Tue Mar 10 16:29:03 1998
To all
Subject The slaying of the Dragon
Day of Freedom, 25th the Month of the Dark Shades
After running unchecked, overpowering all in his path, the Great Red Wyrm
Qevarris was finally destroyed through the cunning and persistence of
two brave knights. Sir Gwaine, and the page Vander tracked down the
purest of roses, a bane to the evil beast. The page Vander then
courageously attacked the fell beast knowing full well he would die
in the effort. However, as he hoped, Qevarris upon slaying him,
greedily devoured the corpse containing the rose. Death was slow and
painful, his last mad thrashings shaking the foundations of the Vale
he called home. For his brave efforts, Nadrik himself bestowed upon
Vander his personal blessing.
Writer: Chryseis
Date Sun Apr 5 23:50:13 1998
To All
Subject New Beginnings
. The Gods and Goddesses of Algoron had long been patient with the
peoples of their land. They were particularly understanding of the
confusions of their newest followers, but all benefitted from the Gods
seeming disinterest of their lack of commitment to individual vows.
Lately, though, they had grown weary of the inconsistencies of the
mortals they watched over.
. Austinian lowered his eyes, glowering at the Blackness before him.
"Yours are as bad as mine. They easily slip from their tasks."
. Kwainin smiled, "That is bad?"
. Necrucifer nodded, "Very bad. Before long, they will be praising
my name in prayers, and yours by action."
. Austinian nodded slowly. "I have never agreed with your tactics,
but, they so easily forget their place," he clasped his hands together,
leaning his chin against them thoughtfully, "they are too disrespectful
of our wills."
. Devion chuckled quietly. "What do you expect? We reward them with
vague promises and never punish them." He shrugged. "I would like to
see them surprised by us once in a while. Instead you three give us
rules to follow that are more restricting than their own."
. "What does that mean?" Kwainin frowned.
. Devion threw his head back laughing, "They kill each other for no
reason at all, for sport. If I did that, you would all set upon me.
Why should they follow what WE agree to, there is so little that will
happen if they disobey."
. Necrucifer grinned. "You are right. We should surprise them once
in a while. Make them remember their commitments. We've been silent
far too long."
. The Gods argued long into the night. Each had his own opinion, but
in the end they agreed. As dawn broke over Algoron the three Gods took
up station forming a large triangle. Devion sat smiling in the center.
"They'll never expect this. Who will start?"
. Austinian raised his hands out to his sides, great archs of
lightning jumping from his glowing fingertips. Necrucifer drew in a
breath of the morning air and pursing his lips blew icy wind out. The
frigid wind mixed with the lightning, swirling the bolts around the
center of the triangle. Kwainin lifted one hand and cast blue flame
into the wind. It danced in the current of icy air entangling around
the lightning bolts. Devion rose, cackling and raised his hands over-
head. Gathering the wind, flame and lightning between his palms he
paused, looking at the others then thrust his hands down to the earth.
. The elements collided with the ground driving into the surface,
causing a deep fissure. A great tremor began, first localized to the
crack, then spreading as a chasm widened from the crack. From deep
within the chasm water gushed from underground springs and filled the
widening gorge.
. The gods withdrew to the air above the heaving land. They watched
the great split in the earth travel north and south. The great forests
along the gorge fell. Struck by lightning they burst into flames and
were swept into the churning water that overflowed the gorge. Devion
pointed to a grove of trees that stood unscathed. Raising a single
finger Necrucifer sent a blast of fire into its center. The grove
exploded inward.
. Kwainin concentrated on a Tower that stood near Althainia. Within
it, the mages scrambled, falling over each other as they tried to
escape the wrath of the angry Gods. Kwainin pressed his hands together
tightly and interior passages collapsed, rendering them impassable and
dividing the great Tower into three.
. Devion chuckled, then nodded to Kwainin, "That will keep them busy
a while."
(continued)
Writer: Chryseis
Date Sun Apr 5 23:51:25 1998
To All
Subject New Beginnings (2)
. All through the day the Gods remolded the land, cutting away entire
portions. The chasm that had been their starting point had grown into
a large ocean. Populated areas had been torn from their roots, the people
shrieking as mountains appeared where plains once stood and seas cut off
their trade routes. As dusk approached, the Gods looked in satisfaction
at their handiwork. No more would the peoples of Algoron ignore them. No
more would they drift from day to day without remembering the punishments
that could so easily be meted out.
. Austinian, Kwainin and Necrucifer raised their voices in unison and
called out to those who still lived.
. TEST US NO FURTHER. WE STAND TO HOLD YOU TO YOUR VOWS.
. REMEMBER WELL THIS DAY, ALGORON. EXPECT OUR WRATH VISITED
. TO YOU IN MANY WAYS SHOULD YOU DISOBEY. WE ARE SILENT NO MORE.
Writer: Reporter
Date Fri Apr 10 16:43:28 1998
To all
Subject The Emperor of Ganth
Reports of the Emperor of Ganth being on his death bed are indeed true.
His siuffers from many complex and uncurable wounds which he received in the
Circus of Ganth defending his throne. As many of you know, the Emperor of
Ganth is forced to defend his crown monthly thru combat facing the number 1
contender at the time. If he dies from his wounds, all Minotaur of proper
level are expected to return to Ganth to face each other in a tournyment to
become it's Emperor. He is expected to live no longer than a week.
Writer: Scorn
Date Tue May 19 12:48:54 1998
To all
Subject The Gods make their demands.
Atheists, UN-believers, and heretics alike had taken for granted the
powers of the Gods they did not worship. They had long refused to beleive
their makers existed and refused to pay them homage. This would no longer
be acceptable in the eyes of the Gods.
Suddenly, and without warning, the Gods removed their gifts from these
people. No longer would they bless them, no longer would they grant them
easy access to their homes, no longer would such intolerable behaviour be
accepted.
Kwainen sighed.
"You'd think they would have learned after the Cataclysmic events we
pushed upon them. You'd think by now they'd know who their makers are and
respect us. You'd think..."
Kwainen sighed once again and shook his head.
"I, for one, will not give up on them. No matter what we must do to make
them see".
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Many clung on to Suuhol's teachers. He was a long dead but famous philosopher
who taught how the world was created without any so-called Gods. He taught
the ways that man and all races evolutionised from primitive animals. Perhaps
he is to blame. Suuholology is still alive, but for how long?
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Jun 24 11:57:52 1998
To all
Subject A Spy is found.
An Althainian soldiers paces his assigned post of the day. A short
hooded figure attaches a note to a pigeon and sends it off. "Me hope dis
gat back suun. De haf ta be wurned!" Said the hooded figure. "You
there, STOP! Do not move!" , screamed the soldier. After a near 10
minutes of chasing, the Althainian guard captured goblin spy. The
Althainian drug the spy back to the Althainian headquarters where Hawk and
Captain of the Knights, Serak, questioned him. What happened afterwards, is
for those involved to tell.
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Jun 24 20:24:16 1998
To all
Subject The Dragon Slayers
The Gypsies.
The most cursed clan in all of Algoron.
Hardened by constant attacks. Bothered by changes of leadership and
fights for control. Saddened by entire houses leaving. All of the Gypsies
failures seemed to be pinned on their newest leaders shoulders.
Darius did his best, the weight ever bearing upon him like a boulder
falling on a house. His tragic childhood where his father was slain by
a Dragon was just the beginning for him. Today, he finally snapped.
"Dragons" he muttered. "There are none good. All are here to plague
and pillage. All should be SENT BACK TO THEIR MAKERS!"
Some gypsies pleaded with him. Many others supported his views.
Today ends the Gypsy and starts the Dragon Slayers.
"None shall live." Darius declared. "With my dying breath, I will stop
them and their destruction. Trust NO dragon. They will be the downfall
of all races and everyones way of life. Join me and save our world.
the Dragons have come to reclaim it from us."
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Jun 24 21:00:37 1998
To all
Subject Verminasia invades Arkane.
two infantry units snuck to Arkane's north gate. Humans led these
units, but the foot soldiers were mostly Ogres dressed in Verminasian
uniforms. With two sudden and hard hits with thier battering ram,
the gates flew open. Militia clashed with the infanrty units.
6 divisions of archers cut off most of the militia before thay had
much of an attack. 4 more infantry units followed, pikemen, a war
mage and a healer were also seen. The battle was quick, and easy.
Arkane was conquered, but not before being destroyed. It is up to
Queen Finnadria to decide what to do with it now.
Verminasia lost nothing. Unit leaders who fought in this battle are
listed:
Ying
Radix
Tatianna
Mithrax
Kryron
Gares
Saravhana
Praxsis
Rand
Wryllish
Argath
Ickus
Arakayd
Klaudea
Kyteck
Arkane had no troops and no leaders fought. It took the Verminasian
army 3 days to march to Arkane, no one ever saw. And this chapter in
history is over....or has it just begun?
Writer: Scorn
Date Sat Jun 27 14:17:41 1998
To all
Subject Althainia attacks Dolund'ir.
An Althainian Officer barked his commands.
"The new Emporess has given her order, let's take this city! Death
to the Goblins!!!"
The troops screamed their battle cries.
"Archers, get in formation and fire at my command"
The archers raised their bows and fired arrows over the city walls.
Arrows dashed down into buidling and citizens alike. General Gew
quickly organized his troops.
The city gates opened to the surprise of the Althainian commanders.
"These Goblins ARE stupid, they WANT us to come in" said one.
Another higher ranking officer shouted "NO! It is a trap. Hold your
ground!"
Suddenly, several goblins wieding long spears and swords dashed
out of the gate riding their wolves.
The Althainian Captain shouted "Their calvary approches, pikemen
to the front!"
A battle insued. The Goblins retreated back into their gates
immedialty having their now positioned archers fire into the army
of Althainia. Pikemen perished, some dying not becuase of arrow wounds,
but because of the venom that goblins coat all weapons with.
Darkness fell and both warring armies prepared for the next day.
Writer: Scorn
Date Sat Jun 27 23:57:44 1998
To all
Subject Arkane Attacked Again!
the Marauders marched to Arkanes east gate. HighLord Hammurabi
gave his archers the orders to fire. A division of archers aimed
their fire arrows withtheir bow and unleashed them into the city.
Arkane burned once more.
The Verminasian army was startled. It had only been a few days
since they had conquered the most strategic city on the continent.
One Army Captain pondered what to do. "Arm the gates!" he yelled.
A flash of light appeared into the room, a shimmering gate rising
fromt he ground. Queen Finnadria stepped out of the gate as the
gate closed quickly behind her. The Captain immediatly kneeled
before her.
"What should we do your highness?" He asked.
"How many of them are there?" the Queen replied.
"There's no way to tell yet, highness".
The Queen pondered. "Retreat to Verminasia, we are better fortified
there. she proclaimed.
"Aye Highness. FULL RESTREAT! Secure the gate and head home! By orders
of the Queen!".
Everyone obeyed.
Highlord Hammurabi paced. "You woukld think they would have put
out those fires by now. Are they alseep?"
"Punji, scale the wall, take a peek".
Punji nodded and scaled the Arkane wall. he returned a short while
later. " I saw no one but citizens and they were trying to extinguish
the fire, sir. Perhaps a trap?" the Assassin reported.
Hammurabi nodded his head and order the battering ram to the front.
A full 20 minutes later, the battering ram broke the gates open.
There were no soldiers in sight.
Hammurabi smiled. "I bet Oge never had an army flee in terror."
Hammurabi drew his sword. Here's to conquest! All Marauders present
lifted their weapons in a glorius salute.
Marauders present:
Hammurabi
Dramyr
Punji
Thorne
Xanic (who died in the previous sim fight where I made VR defend, was just for fun)
Diamante
Solestri
Archmetes
Yarl
Stridar
Bakshra
Grraul
Esuna
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Jul 15 09:11:30 1998
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Subject - War in Balifore
It is 12 o'clock am, Day of Thunder, 17th the Month of the Ancient Darkness.
Their is a rumble in the distance. Each second that passes, the rumbling
continues to grow. Kender are stirred from their sleep. Suddenly, explosions
ring through the air. A massive warcry is fealt more than heard. The lone
Kender guard peeks over the cities gates and to his amazement, there is a huge
army advancing on his gate. He sounds the alarm and quickly turns back to
watch, his eyes glazed with childlike wonder. Then, out of the trees, just as
the army approaches the gates, flights of arrows come bursting towards the army.
The cavalry and knights drop behind there shields, a protective barrier to their
mages, healers and archers. The first melee went off with no casualties. Then
the Marauders begin to fire their flaming arrows into the trees. The mages
begin to wave their arms and several trees burst into flames. Several screams
are heard through the trees as bodies fall like the leaves in Autumn. All of a
sudden, more arrows come flying out of the trees from across the path, cutting
through the Marauder's archers unprotected backs. The knights of Marauders
turn, catching a glimpse of the retreating Kender archers. The charge begins.
All the while, several troops, begin to push a giant log, laid upon some wheels,
towards balifores gates. A summons goes out, a signal to all who have pledged
allegiance to Balifore. Now is the time for action.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Jul 20 08:47:19 1998
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Subject: Invasion Arkane.... Again. :) The Verminasian soldier looked
at the Northern gate of Arkane. Well, that's what it was called, even
though no gate stands there. None has stood since Arkane fell to his Army
the first time. The only sign of resistance these last few days had been
the continued boulder being launched from within the city somewhere. He had
lost a few friends in those onslaughts but not nearly enough to sway their
sizable force. Finally the order came down. "CHARGE!!!! " His adrenalin
pumping into overdrive, he breaks into a full run, his battalion around him.
The fallen gate looming before, still no resistance, other than the
occasional boulder lunging into his army behind him. Blood lust fills his
soul and he belts out a warcry, mirrored by the men who follow him. Still
nothing. Something wasn't right, but by now they were in full charge, no
turning back. Three whole battalions pour into the gates open archway. As
soon as the third enters, loud yells reach out from behind. The soldier
turns and sees his men burning. Hot oil splashing over them. Then the
arrows began. Seemingly out of nowhere, archers on both sides of the
battalions start pummeling them with arrows. And then the soldier sees
them, two mages, one on each side. Explosions rip through his ranks. The
oil on his men igniting and building a wall of fire. The Verminasian army
still outside the wall cease in their charge. For the burning mass before
them is unpenetrable. Pike men rush out of the houses around the gate and
close ranks melee breaks out. The soldier fights, taking down some the pike
men, as his men fight with true valor. Of course with a wall of fire behind
you and an army around you, you tend to fight with valor. The soldier and
his ragtag battalion, what was left of it, continue to smash through the
ranks of pikemen. The soldier turns, slaying the young pikeman who just ran
his friend through. Then he feels it. The burning pain in his side. He
turns slowly and sees the reason. A knight, bearing the mark of the
Marauders stands before him, his sword dripping blood, an evil leer on his
face. The soldier falls to his knees, and with the last of his strength,
brings his sword to bear and splits the knight in half. Before the Knight
even hits the ground, the soldier drops. His blood pumps out in spurts and
then gently slows to a trickle. The young soldier, known to some as
Benigaris succombs to the gods request for his soul and he perishes. The
last of the three battalions that had enterred. Silence then takes to the
airs. All is calm as the fires dwindle to a meer whisper of what they were.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Jul 20 09:40:06 1998
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Subject... Verminaisia/Marauder war part II.
The fires die down as the smoldering bodies are finally robbed of their
flamable composition. Anger surges through the hearts and souls of the
Verminasian army. As the shock of what just happenned slowly wears off,
rages begin to flare. A new charge is ordered but first, some necessary
precautions. A lone mage, begins an encantaion, the winds pick up then load
explosion erupt throught the arkanian city. Archers begin to send flight
after flight of flaming arrows blindly into the city. Then the call is
made, "CHARGE!!! ". With that, a loud warcry is bellowed forth and the
army begins to move.
Inside the city, Grimslade paces. "Why can't we go out there and face them.
I hate all this waiting. "
"Patience, my friend, " Hammurabi said with a calmness in his voice. "The
battle will come to us soon enough. But when it get's here, they will wish
they had stayed home. "
Grimslade turned to try one more tactic so that the waiting could end.
"I know how we could end this, " he began, "and without losing a single
man."
This of course peaked Hammurabi's interest. "Go on, " he said.
"Well, we just YEAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGHH... ," Grimslade screams out as flames
shoot up his back. A stray Arrow has found its way to him and he succombs
to its flames.
Outraged, Hammurabi, orders the counter charge. Anothe Warcry bellows forth
and the battle begins in ernest. The armies clash, screams and explosions,
blood and smoke, turn the city into a grisly, yet colorful, exhibit.
Hammurabi grabs Dramyr and says, "Come with me. " They rush into the fray,
determined to make verminasia pay for the life of their friend and
confidant. Two unfortunate souls stood between them and Arakayd. Kristian
and Eegore. They were hellbent on protecting their general. Hammurabi and
Dramyr engage them. Sparks fly everywhere as their weapons collide. Eegore
lands a slash onto Hammurabi's shoulder but all that does is increase his
rage. He feigns a low strike but then shifts up and catches Eegore off
guard. Eegore slumps to the ground as his head rolls off on a path of its
own.
Meanwhile Dramyr crosses swords with Kristian. His blade dances the dance
of death and welcomes Kristian into the dance as he slices deep within
kristians abdoman. Kristian falls, nurturing the ground with blood as does
so many this day. When they regroup, Arakayd is no longer in view.
Hammurabi swears, "He will die as will that wench queen of his. This is my
oath. "
Raije claimed 3 more lives this day. May Grimslade, Eegore, and Kristian
rest in peace.
Writer: Scorn
Date Tue Jul 21 09:07:20 1998
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Subject - Arkanian War part III
Hammurabi surveys the scene in front of him. Bodies line the streets in a
Kaliope of destruction and devestation. He watches as Atreyu and Saivan
fight Morgian and Rendel. He watches as Morgian is slashed to the ground by
Atreyu's weapon. He watches as Saivan falls to Rendel's might. Atreyu and
Rendel square off. They fight in a battle that Raije himself would have
been pleased with. Equals they seem to be. Each parrying the other thrusts
and each swaying in a rhythm of glorious battle. Each dying as the pikes
and swords of surrounding warrior interfere with their dance. Hammurabi is
in shock at the amount of deaths he has witnessed, but this is war and war
means death to those who Raije calls home. Then he hears it. "Hammurabi...
," The ghostly sound spoke. "Hammurabiiii... " "You have served me well.
Come home my child, come home. "
Hammurabi looks to the sky then collapses to his knees. He feels his life
blood flow from his back, pooling up at his feet. He gazes upon the battle
before him as his vision blurs. He smiles, content with what he has brought
about, and succombs to the calling.
Standing behind Hammurabi's corpse, stands a young girl, holding a blood
soaked dagger. Tears stream down her face. "That was for my family," she
sobs. Asia then dries her eyes and jumps back into the fray, a tornado in a
storm of bodies.
The battle continues. Soldiers on both sides are sliced to ribbons as
niether seems to draw an advantage. Dramyr fights with determination as he
waylays a few unsuspecting soldiers. Then he comes across the body.
"NOOOOOOOO," he lashes out. "This can't be. " He reaches down and takes
Hammurabi's head in his lap. "They will pay for this, my lord, they will
pay."
He then leaps to his feet and charges the nearest soldier of Verminasia. He
is deranged with anger and those he approach either flee in terror or fall
to his rage.
Elsewhere, Arakayd leads his troups into yet another hit and run on
Marauder's flanks. By now he is starting to see that this is turning into a
war of attrition. If only the gods would grant him some luck in this.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Jul 23 10:20:07 1998
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The Marauders swiftly go to plan B which in essance turns over control of
the army to a triad of commanders. Orders are issued and the war continues.
An explosion goes off in the battlements, bringing down a battalion of
archers from it walls. Arrows thud into the armies on both sides. As a
mage prepares to cast at the marauders Archers again, he is peirced through
the heart and drop where he stood. Many more fall from the chaos of the
melee. Both sides are dragging now as fatigue from days of battle creeps
in. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, more foot soldiers arrive, bearing the
marauders crest. They attack the fatigued Verminasia's driving them back to
the walls. The smoke starts clearing from the battlefield and the
devestation is finally seen. Bodies lie everywhere. Death has claimed many
men from both sides of the battlefield. The battle still continues.
Marauder's are moving in on the now much smaller, Verminasian forces.
Three more hero's fell this eve. Praxsis of Verminasia, Stridar and Xanic
of the Marauders. Raije receives them with open arms.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Jul 23 10:22:28 1998
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A loud horn blares over the battlefield. Swiftly the Marauders withdraw
from battle and begin to regroup. Another, different, horn blows. The
Verminasian soldiers quickly retreat to the gates. As the first battalion
hits the opening, hot oil splashes down, halting their withdrawal. Flaming
arrows infiltrates their nunmbers. The screams are awesome as the men burst
into flames and die an agonizing death. Being a smaller group than when
this war started, the fires die more rapidly. The rest of the verminasian
army bursts through the smoldering bodies and head for home at full gallop.
As soon as they rush out the busted gates of Arkane, an explosion goes off.
Under their feet the ground had been saturated with oil. It bursts into yet
another wall of flame. Many more soldiers fall to the marauders clever use
of fire and oil. Still, they push on. Weakenned and tired, they push
onward, seeking their home and safety.
No player deaths were encountered this day. The war in Arkane is OVER.
Marauders hold the city.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Jul 27 09:17:09 1998
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Subject - The retreat
The battle weary Verminasian's push their limits to make time between them
and the city of Arkane. They are now one days march to their city gates and
are starting to relax a bit. Then the message is received. "Word from our
eyes to the south, my general, " the messenger said as he hands Arakayd the
rolled up parchment and places the pidgeon in its cage.
Arakayd unrolls the parchment and reads, a look of alarm on his face.
Swiftly he issues orders and the Verminasian army comes to a halt. Archers
knotch there bows awaiting the inevitable. Then, out of the misty night,
they see it. Marauder knights bear down on them at full charge, their
mounts foaming from the hard ride.
The archers unleash their arrows sending a devestating swarm into the midst
of the knights, bringing down a large amount of them. But it is not enough.
The Knights are upon them with an almost sinister speed. The first line of
archers are cut down without any chance of retreat.
Arakayd rallies his soldiers and advance on the now engaged knights. "Where
is that damn escort, " he mutters.
Just then, in the distance, he hears it, the welcome horn blasting from the
east.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Jul 27 09:22:54 1998
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Subject - retreating army part II
The knights, as swift as they had enterred the fray, turn and as fast as
their mounts can carry them head for home. The verminasian archers send
their deadly stings flying into the backs of the retreating knights. Many
fall, but soon they are out of sight. As soon as they drop below the
horizon, several battalions of Verminasians burst through the cover to the
east. Upon seeing the destruction, they immediately get into defensive
postures. "Hail, Lord Arakayd, I am happy to see you well. " the battalion
commander says. "I bring you important news. It's the queen, my liege,
she's... Dead. "
Arakayd stands stunned. "How? ," He demands.
"It is a mystery, my leige. What is known, however, is you are to be
crowned upon your arrival. " Arakayd, still in shock, orders the battalion
commander to bring the men home, and then mounts up and speeds off to
Verminasia.
After the battalion commander was sure the marauders had left, he regroups
his men and begins the day long march back to Verminasia.
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Aug 12 09:04:32 1998
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As silent as possible for a large army, the Marauders make their way
towards Verminasia. Suddenly a mage reports to Archemetes. "Sir, we have
detected a presence of two battalions just east of us. " Just as he
finished saying these words, a horde of arrows begin their decent upon his
forces.
Archemetes swiftly orders a halt and places his men in defensive postures.
Other orders are given out and a couple of battalions move. However, the
arrows stop as swiftly as they had begun. The first battalion returns and
its commander reports, "Sir, the forces east have fired their volley and
fled. We were to late to stop them. It is obvious however, that they know
we are coming. " Archemetes mulls this over a bit, then, his mind made up,
places new orders. This wasn't going to be as simple as he had hoped.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Aug 20 10:13:48 1998
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The Marauders catapult reloads and fires as fast as it can possibly go.
The mages begin their chants and explosions are heard in the distance. Then
they hear it, not only is there the sounds of explosions, but there is also
a fierce warcry. Just then, the Verminasian army bursts into view. Archers
from both sides begin pounding their adversaries. Then, they collide.
Blood and gore spill forth upon the battlefield. Screams of rage and pain
spew forth accosting those who would listen. The catapult is silenced as
the crew working it is crushed beneath the charge. Men on both sides die
grisly deaths yet the fighting continues. Skill is thrown aside and
replaced with sheer reflexes as the will to survive overcomes all involved.
Three have fallen this day. Malinche and Quar of Verminasia and Cryl of the
Marauders. May their Gods take pity on their souls.
Writer: Scorn
Date Fri Aug 21 14:45:31 1998
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The fierce fighting continues just south of Verminasia. Units are
chopped down like stalks of corn on both sides in the melee. The last of
the Marauder's Knights falls to the mass that encompasses them. But they
are swiftly avenged as another Verminasian battalion falls. Many, many more
are slayn in the chaos that war chooses as a companion. Several battalions
on both sides then retreat from the battlefield, leaving many more to hold
their own.
No Player Deaths this Glorious Day.
Writer: Scorn
Date Mon Aug 24 16:33:51 1998
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A horn blares loudly to the south and the Marauders begin their retreat.
The Verminasian army attempts to give chase but are stopped by arrows being
fired from the archers of the retreating army. A command is uttered and an
explosion goes of in the marauders ranks. Arrows plummet into the
retreaters as they begin to gain distance. Then all is once more quiet.
One death this day. Jemadar has succombed to the blade. His death
was an honorable one.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Aug 27 08:30:24 1998
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Once the Marauders where out of earshot, the Verminasian army receives
its order to return to the city. Something big was afoot. Apparently
something had happenned to the king. Speculation began instantly. Rumors
of a Marauder assassin infiltrated the armies core and their anger began to
grow. Their new leader, Drakkon, swore to investigate this untimely death
and if the Marauders were responsible, they would die a thousand deaths.
Meanwhile, on the trail back to Arkane, the Marauders army is called to a
halt. A lone messenger comes riding up at full gallop coming to a swift
halt just before the three highlords. "Sirs, important news from
Verminasia, the king, King Arakayd, has died. Details are sketchy but
Drakkon is now in controll of the kingdom. Rumor has it that you ordered
Arakayd's death. Anyway, they are investigating. " The highlords
immediately call their generals and begin to deliberate. What will happen?
Only time will tell.
Writer: Reporter
Date Thu Aug 27 17:12:58 1998
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Subject Tinker Gnome discovers rare Blue Diamonds!!!
This afternoon, a discovery has been made. A tinker gnome mage from
the Red Robes has discovered a mine of rare blue diamonds. The diamonds
have quickly been shipped to almost every jeweler in Algoron, although
a few came up missing when the Pirates attacked the merchant ships at
sea. When asked about his discovery, Madul responded with this story.
"Diamonds! Diamonds everywhere! They shine with a bright blue light and
grow to be larger than... Than... Than a mastadon! I was testing a new
invention, one that has a head made of diamonds which bores a hole into the
ground, powered by magic, and I thought a perfect place to test it would be
the sands of sorrow, for many things must lay underneath those miles of
sand. My invention bored easily through the sands and suddenly fell into a
deep tunnel, carved long ago. My magic machine had burst open and was
nothing more than scrap metal *sniff* but behold! Around me was riches
greater than any I have seen before! But there were two things there that
would make any expadition dangerous. Many monsters, sealed for ages, wander
about, and the diamond itself is steadily implanted into the wall, almost
impossible to break it free. I spent about a day removing a chunk the size
of my palm."
The Althainian Report, Day of the Bull, 29th the Month of Futility.
Writer: Scorn
Date Tue Sep 1 11:57:47 1998
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Althainia under Attack.
The guards over Althainia's East gate had been relieved to see the goblin
army dissappear from sight the other day. Their passage through Althainia
had been tense at best. But now they were gone so the guards relaxed a
little. Then came the alarm, Goblins had been sighted in the sewers. A
call to arms was issued and many rushed in. Politics then got involved and
no orders were issued. It was believed that the goblins were trying to
catch up with their other force en route to New Thalos to join in New
Thalos' defense. The belief was mistaken. Before light had fallen on the
city, the goblins emerged from the sewers. The flaming arrows began
devestating the houses and people. Then the warcry. An eerie sound of pure
hatred and vengeance. All those who heard it knew what was to come. The
city folks began to panick and to run out the gates to try and seek safety,
those who left out the east gates where cut down by a waiting army of
goblins. A bugle blares and then another warcry. The city was under seige.
The guards closed the gates as fast as they could but the goblins where upon
them in no time. The gate never finished closing as the guards fell. The
forces of Althainia rallied together and began to defend their city.
Explosion resounded, huge rocks pummelled the walls and houses of the city.
Everywhere you looked there was destruction and mayhem. The Althainian
archers began to send flight after flight into the oncoming goblins taking
down many and leaving a stench that no amount of cleaning would ever remove
from the kingdom streets. Soon the first 2 elements of archers where
overrun by well armored and well armed knights and cavalry. The archers
fell. The Althainian forces are being pushed back to the center of the city
and are defending like mad men. Many Goblins fall to their fury as do many
Althainians fall to the goblins sheer force.
The battle continues...
No kingdom deaths have happenned this day.
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Sep 2 09:57:52 1998
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Blood flows freely deep within city of Althainia. Many on both sides
have fallen. The battle goes on. Outside the sewers, the goblin forces
continue to back the Althainians towards the center of the city. Then an
outcry is heard from the goblins rear. Fresh pikemen join into the fray,
embaling many goblins as they turn, cornered. The gore stains the streets
as both sides fight a vicious battle for survival.
On the eastern gate front. Arrows fly and swords clash. The goblins are
slowly gaining ground as the Althainian soldiers are being driven back.
Then you hear it, "Militia, for Althainia", the flood of Human settlers
armed with old swords, pitchforks, hoes, you name it, if it could bludgeon
or maim, they had it. The goblins maintain their ground but the drive
forward has stopped.
The war continues.
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Sep 2 09:59:43 1998
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Two ships where found today by an Armada warship. The carried the flags
of Althainia Empire, Althainia Kingdom, New Thalos, and Dolund'ir. One was
burning and rapidly sunk into the ocean. Armada send out armed divers and
quickly boarded the other ship. They report that goblins where lighting
small fires on the ship and that yells and bashing noises could be heard
from below. The divers quietly took out the goblin guards over the cargo
holds and unlatched the hold door. The sight was nothing short of
astounding. In the hold were several battalions of elven and human
soldiers. The soldiers were quick to group and aided the divers in
recapturing the ship. On board the rescued ship was none other than Culain.
He is now commanding the ship as it returns to Althainia. The crew of the
sunk ship has also been captured while attempting to flee in a lifeboat.
The captains of the ships have walked the planks and are no longer among us.
The undauntable now tows the crippled surviving ship in for repairs and to
reunite the survivors with their familie and leaders.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Sep 3 11:23:39 1998
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Explosions erupt in the battlements as archers fall from the walls to
their deaths. But not before sending another deadly swarm of arrows deep
into the hearts of their enemy. The goblins force then divides, one force
heading back east. A few hours later, the sound of warfar can be heard in
that direction as well. The goblins at the gate continue now against an
angry militia.
By the sewers, more pike men join the fray, but are mostly held at bay by
the goblin archers assigned to that area. Several fall before they even get
close enough to attack. The knights and cavalry of Dolund'ir continue to
push and start making leeway again as the Althainian defenders start to fall
back again.
The battle continues.
One player death this day, Lancelot died with honor in battle.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Sep 3 11:23:41 1998
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The undauntable slowly tugs at the cripple troop carrier, making somewhat
good time with the magical assistance Culain offers. Then they hear it.
BOOOOM! Then another BOOOOOM!. Then Splash! Then another Splash! Someone
was firing on them. BOOOOOM The troop ship takes a hit. "Pirates off the
ports bow, admiral" a sailor announces. The ship shutters as another near
miss disturbs its voyage. BOOOOMMM!..... CRASH!!!!
Writer: Scorn
Date Sun Sep 6 22:34:28 1998
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The gore and masses of bodies continue to pile up as the battle next to
the sewers continues. Goblins, humans, and elves alike continue to fight
with vigor, even as they become more and more exhausted. The fighting has
been going on for days and both sides are starting to feel it. The goblins
forward progress has once again been halted, but they do maintin their
position.
At the East Gate, The goblins finish off the archers on the walls. They
then enter the city and attack a small hord of soldiers protecting some
mages. The mage sets a round of explosions off in the goblins ranks sending
body parts flying into the air. But the goblins overtake them. The East
Gate has fallen.
Outside the east gate, goblin Archers send flights of arrows into the
advancing New Thalos forces. Then all becomes quiet. Then it happens, A
variable wall of arrows comes pouring into the goblin forces. Then
explosions. When the dust clears, no living goblins remain outside the
gates.
Inside the gate, Goblins rush to close the gates. A baracade is quickly
thrown together to reinforce the gate. Archers take positions on the walls,
and the waiting game begins.
Two player deaths this sorrowful day, Azog of Dolund'ir, and Callak in
support of Althainia and New Thalos.
Writer: Scorn
Date Sun Sep 6 22:34:32 1998
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| From: Grokle
| To: Scorn
| Subject: Please post in History spool
| Date: Fri Sep 4 09:54:22 1998
Betrayal aboard the Undauntable
Someone aboard has freed the captive goblins and set fire to the
Undauntable's sails. He was just about to turn the cannons in on the ships
own hull when he was discovered. Hamilton has betrayed the armada. After a
brief fight with some sailors, he was eventually wrestled down and thrown in
the brig. But their problems have not yet ended, the pirates, have ceased
firing on the troop carrier, but have focused their full attention on the
Undauntable. The Undauntable, though now immobilized by the spreading
blaze, returns fire. A volley of rounds from both sides fall short, but
they have become more accurate. The fires are extinguished and the
undauntable finds it still has some maneuverabilty and begins to take
evasive actions. To the suprise of the crew, however, the troop carrier
does not follow. Someone else abourd has cut the lines. Traitor seem to be
everywhere in the Armada ranks.
Writer: Scorn
Date Tue Sep 8 08:51:42 1998
To all
Subject Fw: Please post in the History Spool.
| -----Original Message-----
| From: Grokle
| To: scorn
| Subject: Please post in the History Spool.
| Date: Tue Sep 8 08:14:31 1998
The clashing of weapons ring out through the night. Sparks fly as steel
meets steel. In essence, the one god can't sleep. "That noise is
maddening. " he said aloud to know one in particular. "Why must these
crazy mortals wanna fight into the night. The souls of the recently
deceased, all their moaning and wimpering, its enough to make me start over
again. "
The great One rubbed his temples and thought for a second, then a decision
was made. A simple thought, and life as everyone knows it changed. All
warring forces froze in their tracks. Blocks formed around them all, so
thick and impervious to removal. Not just the warring armies either. All
armies of the realm suddenly found them selves suspended in whatever actions
they had been doing. Not only that, but the coffers set aside for these
armies had also been frozen shut.
Then the One smiles, "That's better. I shall leave them this way until such
a time as I am well rested and need a little sport. "
With that he went back to sleep, a peaceful and deep sleep. Who knows how
long it will last.
Writer: Vivienne
Date Sun Nov 1 03:00:54 1998
To all
Subject The great Rift
On this all Hallow's Eve a great evil arose, a evil like this world has
never known and we pray to our Gods never will again. A great rift opened
in the forest and from it came the most vile creatures. But that was not
the worst of this rift. It took no sides it was not good nor evil. It's
misson was simple, to destory our world. It attacked our magic first,
removing the spells bless, sanctuary, healing, giant strength pass door, fly
and armor. A list of items was compiled in hopes that their combination
would mend this rift. The items were gathered through the effort of of our
entire civilization and placed into the rift. 13 shrunken heads were
required. A shaman can not release his heads so the mighty Shaman, Tsi
sacrificed his life into the unknown and stepped into the rift in order to
complete the item list. Still the rift did not close. The Grand Mistress
of Magic poured over her scrolls and books to find the final remaining
ingrediant The heart of a pure and good man, the heart of a Paladin.
Bravely, Gunnar Draugrbane, Captain of the Crown stepped forth He would give
his life to save our world. An arch enemy, Diamante slain him and the
Paladin Muse Liefendahl Squire of Kuldan placed his heart into the rift.
Slowly the rift faded and in it's place grew a lovely tree.
And so it is written in our History books...
Writer: Bakaris
Date Tue Nov 17 01:01:35 1998
To all
Subject A Prayer to My Lord Raije.
Lord Raije, most powerful and glorious of the Lessor Gods...
For 7 weeks I have called upon the many clans of the lands to do battle.
There have been some glorius battles. I present the current standings to
you for your review.
Malice 21-0 Valor 17-4 Shalonesti 17-4 Wargar 13-8 Eclipse 11-10 Knighthood
11-10 Armada 6-15 Conclave 5-16 Pirates 2-19 Slayers 2-19
2 matches that may intrest you Lord, are the Wargar vs Eclipse in which the
#4 playoff spot will be up for grabs if Wargar doesnt show well. Also,
Malice takes thier unbeaten record against the mighty Elves of Shalonesti.
And for your humor, m'lord, if you do enjoy that sort of thing, The Slayers
will fight the Pirates to see who will be names Algoron's worst fighting
clan of this year.
May you bless me and all who do battle in your name.
(ooc: next week, levels 15, 38, and 51)
Writer: Scorn
Date Fri Nov 20 15:19:15 1998
To all
Subject The Arrival (part 1)
From beyond the realms of the physical, they observed. Since time began
they would send their minds through the ether, reporting everything to their
masters. But now, a new command. Their Lord, communication without words,
a silent acquiescence of all of their order. They knew the risks, but as
they prepared to depart, they felt their souls singing in the pure
anticipatory joy of the moment. Stepping through the planes, they arrived .
And saw the world with their own eyes for the first time in all their
millennia.
Writer: Scorn
Date Thu Nov 26 10:53:52 1998
To all
Subject The Arrival (Part II)
The farmer sat near the fire, enjoying its warmth all the more for the heavy
storm raging outside his cabin. Half dozing, he watched the angry flickers of
lightning lick across the sky, with the familiar reverberations following.
Then, something which widened his eyes. In the sky, wreathed in lightning,
it fell like a stone into his fields and upon impact flared like the sun so
that the small valley was lit up as if noon. Pulling on a coat, and grabbing
a lantern, the farmer stumbled out of his cabin towards the now extinguished
object. Through the splotches of red before his eyes he made out something,
barely moving in a smoldering crater of earth. Still half blind, he made his
way down the crater, through a cloud of soft white feathers, to examine the
figure before him.
Later, in the cabin, he ventured, through his awe, to ask the question which
had been on his lips since the first. Eyes dull, the reply was barely audible.
"Forsaken, cast down"
Writer: Scorn
Date Wed Dec 9 00:00:08 1998 |
