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===================================================================== JULY 1996. Edited by Patrick Feaster, September 1999. ===================================================================== To: Multiple recipients of list BlackDragon <[email protected]> Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 00:17:55 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: A Grim Discovery... *Simon Knocks on Spectre's Door...* "Spectre, it's Simon..." "Again I ask, Shall we put our Differences aside in favor of a common good?" *Waits quietly outside for Spectre's answer.....* SimnFenix Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 01:14:39 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Just cause Angel asked me not to, i *have* to post this....<g> **thinks for a sec** ya know cullen....i might actually br worried IF....i had actually been born a few decades ago <g> StEvE Date: Sun, 30 Jun 1996 22:15:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: an offering to Spectre- :::Crysalin sits at her window table in the Inn, looking out to the shadows playing in the darkness beyond the lamplight...her thoughts sensing distress and anger...recognizing the thought patterns of her friend Spectre she sends a thought to him, ~*Spectre my friend, is there any way in which I can help? Do not hesitate to ask me.*~:::::~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 06:21:11 -0700 From: [email protected] (Linda Kordes) Subject: Moonbeam's Rampage ((Following Moonbeams discovery of what has happened to Angel)) Across the Land Animals howl and shriek as Moonbeam flies across the landscape her ethereal form burning itself in those who look upon it. A strong wind crosses Arangoth and Moonbeams frustrations make the ground shake. Finally calming herself Moonbeam begins to think clearly again. Deciding that nobody would be stupid enough to hide Angel and Narisa in there land she flies through a portal to the Sacred Vale. ::Help me Gaia, for the ones who I have been sent to protect have disappeared under my nose. ::(A echoing voice)::My child, Posiva, the ones you seek are known to me and the magic protecting there position upon my worlds is known to me behold the pool and see the knowledge you seek. Moonbeam looks into the shimmering pool of crystal clear water. Her eyes begin to burn with white fire as images flash across the pool. Moonbeam collapses the ground screaming. ::No!...... Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 11:21:05 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Interferace..... ((Simon's Post)) *takes place while and after Dellila used her magic to block any magical searches for Angel and Narisa** *Again, near failure, but, as Simon and Arianeira search for AngelSin, FireIce searches for the Source of the Blockade, a hazy view of a desert forming... Suddenly, A bright flash, then Darkness hits their united Vision, pounding Simon to the ground, and blasting FireIce from the Crystal that Joins them. Arianeira as well is knocked back from the shockwave.....* *****Several hours later...***** *Simon stirs painfully, looking around with Blurred vision.. Arianeira remains unconcious on the floor, while Fireice, in the form of Flames, darts from One map to the next, as if recognizing something...* We failed again, Didn't we, FireIce? *Fireice regains her human form....* Perhaps Not, Simon, Wile ye and Ari were searchin for Angel, I was Searching for the Block between Her anf ye, and may have an idea where they are... What? WHere? *To be Continued....* ((Angel's Post)) ::Angel survey's her tent..<q>Damnit there has to be something here I can use" ::She scans the area seeing nothing but a hard cot, a small table with water basin and a small chair...She grumbels "damnit.." She walks up to the flap of her tent peeking out..seeing the big barbarian with his back to her she grins.she thinks to herself *Ok..so I'll use my bare hands to kill the bastard* ..she backs up a bit and prepares to attack...As she is about to pounce a blinding flash of Black and white energy hits her tent surrounding it and herself..she falls back from the blast:: "What in the nine hells!?" She moans. ::She sits herself up shaking her head:: ::She places her hand on the amethyst gem:: "Godz my love..if you can feel me...hear me....come find me and Narisa.." ::She sits on the sand in her tent rubbing the gem as she thinks of her husband..now for the first time since her capture..she breaks down in tears:: ***In another area**** ::Narisa kneels by her cot praying:: <w>Please by the godz protect my sister and her child she carries..and protect all Arangothians from these heathens...and...::Her voice cracks as more tears fill her eyes:: Please take care of Spectre, let him past the gates into paradise for he was truly a good man and doesn't deserve an eternity in hell..tell him...tell him I will love him forever and avenge his death and never again choose another....::She stops speaking for a moment...her throat almost closing from the lump in her throat:: tell him...I will see him again some day......Amen ::Just then a black and white blast hits her tent knocking her over:: ::Narisa moans and gets back up on her knees. She looks up as though looking up to the gods. <w>Spectre! ::She begins to weep again conviced the blast was a sign of her beloved letting her know all would be well. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 11:36:25 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Dellila's Delima ::Dellila not being able to find Xandur that night heads back to her own camp:: <m>"Damnable luck..I wonder where he is..the sooner I deliver the two sisters to him the sooner I shall have power...ah well...I shall find him tomorrow" ::She Arrives at her camp and unmounts her horse tying it to a tree near a small pool of water..the horse immediatly ducks it's head and drinks the water:: ::She walks over to the fire that is beginning to go out as daylight rises:: <q>"Now, to do something about these little petty magicians that keep interfering...obviously my spell isn't quite strong enough" ::She sits indian style before the fire and closes her eyes. She begins to chant and suddenly the wind begins to howl...the fire before her starts to renew it'self as the flames begin to grow. Defening screams and moans shoot out of the flames..the fire reaches some 20 feet straight up into the air and Dellila opens her eyes..now changed from violet to piercing red:: "I ask for help my master...protect them from any attempt of magical interferance" She whispers into the fire.. ::A voice booms from the fire:: "AND WHAT WILL I GAIN? WHAT REPAYMENT SHALL YOU DELIVER DELLILA?" ::Dellila winces knowing what the voice speaks of:: "I my master will deliver to you the usual payment.." She doesn't care what it will cost..she needs her plan to work:: ::The voice bellows:: "VERY WELL DELLILA. BUT BE READY WHEN I CALL" ::She lowers her head making a bit of a face:: "Aye master I will be ready" ::The Fire shoots straight up into the sky turning into a comet and blasts off toward Arangoth...It lands as an invisible force and surrounds the land and all those with the magical ability to discover the whereabouts of the sisters:: ::Suddenly the flames release down into the pit and it is quiet again.. Dellila opens her eyes now back to thier normal color. She grins:: "A small price to pay for what I will recieve in the end" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 12:13:27 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Dellila's Delima ((Simon's Post)) *In FireIce's castle, Simon and FireIce again use their combined power to search the Desert, not for AngelSin, but for the Blockade, looking for the Blind spot that keeps them from AngelSin... Suddenly, all view of the Desert is blocked, but, not by the same power...* "What the Heck was that?" *FireIce looks around...* "We're being blocked... But, not by the same Power as before, this one is Greater...." "We do have their General location, though... It's time we paid a Visit to his Majesty.." *Simon and FireIce depart from FireIce's hidden castle, and head for Castle Black... Simon knocks hard on the Door..* *THUD!* *THUD!* "Emperor Simon Horus Phoenix to See his Majesty, King BlkDragon! It's Important!" *Simon sends a thought to BlkDragon to get his attention* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 14:13:42 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: Re: Just cause Angel asked me not to, i *have* to post this....<g> Hmm that is a problem. Okay here we go.. his mother made a clone of Mario at birth. One she let on the loose..that one eventually killed dozens of people. The other she send a couple decades into the future, becoming you. Simple explanation! --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 17:25:32 -0400 From: Ash <[email protected]> Subject: A short note ooc I would like to say that my new pc Erica is evil and she will be mean to you and attack you and probablly laugh at you if you are hurt and that it is TOTALLY IC.. so plese don't msg me cussing me out or let it hurt your feelings and think i'm a totally mean person.. (which someone has already).. because she's just like that and its ic. :) btw fyi: Erica is a drow banshee and she's a typical drow.. not like all the nice ones in the inn she has all the drow prejudice about males and other elves and generally dislikes everyone but Scarecrow who she is affiliated with in more ways than one as you can tell if you've seen them.. so just letting you know that.. and that I don't like these whole inn plot things so none of my pcs will be invovled in the Asyri/ Queen kidnap stuff.. just a personal thing i stayed out of the inn in the two we had before.. but i am staying this time so please don't ask my characters about anything dealing with that because they will not know whats going on.. thanx! and have a WONDERFUL DAY! :) this has been a public spamming by the mun of: Skylar/Bailey/Myn/Erica... :) wow and i didn't even have more than on pc for 4 1/2 months.. hehehehe.. :) ~* Ash *~ Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 14:48:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: While the Angel's Away the Mice are Mine ((this is forwarded from Jul`Kair since he cannot seem to send to the mailing list)) >X-Sender: [email protected] >Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 16:25:58 -0400 >To: [email protected] >From: [email protected] >Subject: While the Angel's Away the Mice are Mine > >::::::::::::::::::Directly after the Ball....AngelSin and Narisa >disappeared...this is now known, but the following isnt:::::::::::::: > > > From the Shadows, Jul`Kair peers out...spying the royal Guards as they walk >make their rounds thru the castle....he studies their movements, >easily...and then when the moment presents itself, he steals across the >courtyard into the main Hall... > > Jul`Kair, stares blankily into the darken corridors...moving easily and >silently, that warrior/assassin moves quickly to each door, listening for >the motion and speech of children.... > > Finally he finds the room, he sets a small charge of blackish powder to >the door...and places a small cord into it, he lights the cord, and watches >the cord burn slowly....from an alcove to the side, then suddenly the large >oaken door shatters to asunder with an explosion that rocks the very >foundation of the castle....he curses himself slightly..<thinking>::Damn, >too much, oh well...cant cry now..::::: He lunges into the room, coming up >into a ready position with daggers drawn as two guards rush him from out of >the smoke....children and woman can be heard screaming in the background.... > > Jul`Kair rolls to the side, inflicting a minor wound to the groin of one >guard and parries the attack from the other....he then quickly pivots, and >slides the dagger directly into the spine column of one guard, opening his >back straight up....Jul`Kair barely notices the other guard's attack as it >slices thru his left leg, opening an artery...his own blood now spills >across the floor along with the one dead guard...Jul`Kair shifts his weight >quickly to his other leg as he releases a cloud of blinding Sand into the >eyes of the other guard, and then slices his throat open.... > >:::Jul`Kair hears the motion of the Nanny trying to usher the children to >safety:::: > > Jul`Kair pivots again, sending one of his ebony rose daggers straight into >the belly of the Nanny...then Nanny screams from the sudden pain, and faints >from the blood lose.....Jul`Kairs, uses the longsword of a fallen guard as a >crutch...and moves slowly over to the children of AngelSin and >BlkDragon......:::thinking> they are fools to think their children >safe....hehehehe:::: > >Jul`Kair tosses sleeping sand into the face of the children and they quickly >fall asleep and offer no resistances in their capture....Jul`Kair then pulls >the shadows around himself quickly....taking the children with him....to Asyr > >::::Jul`Kair curses himself lightly about losing the one dagger...damn >shameful, almost feel as a new borne assassin...sheesh:::: > >Jul`Kair places the children in a secret place till he can figure as to how >these small children can benefit him in the long run......Jul`Kair removes >the darken Sunaj armor as the Rift closes behind him....and the vision of >Altantis and the children fade from view...... > >He tends to the wound and uses natural herbs to speed the healing process >and to ensure that no inffection sents in...as he moves again thru the >shadows out across the Asyr Desert to Sun`zen's Pyramid of the Rose that now >resides in the Asyr*Desert...there he regrow another ebony rose dagger and >places it in the empty sheath....and then looks out from one of the balcony >of the Pyramid as the Sun begins its journey up into the sky...just for a >moment feeling small compared to the its brillance........... > > >********************************************************* >-Sun`zen(former Sunaj) >{I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} >Champion of BattleFest '96 > >Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living >our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. > >-starcry(aka. Stefhan) >-in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out >that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and >wish to it, that we grow and become better. > > > >~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 14:50:47 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Re: While the Angel's Away the Mice are Mine Damnit...I SAID FOR PEOPLE TO ASK BEFORE THEY JUMPED INTO THIS PLOT.. I told Sun before that the children were sent off far away where they would be safe before the war happened..Angel and Blk had agreed to this..The children weren't even in the castle or ANY castle for that matter..the children are NOT EVEN IN ARANGOTH!!!! SOOOO EVERYONE IGNORE this post it is NOT valid and the children are safe with a family friend. NO ONE KIDNAPPED THE CHILDREN.. Please note do not even POST anything to do with this story unless I or Spectre or Xandur ok it OK?! Thanks ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 14:58:53 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Jul`Kair etc...... PLEASE DISREGARD THE EMAIL THAT JUST WENT OUT...THAT DID NOT HAPPEN YET...OOPS MY BIG MISTAKE...SHEESH!~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Mon, 01 Jul 1996 19:08:38 -0500 From: Jimmie Bragdon <[email protected]> Subject: Definitions Just to make something clear: Do : To perform an action Not : Negation, cancellation Put : To place Yourself : The reader, or person being spoken to Into : Go inside, become part of This : The thing being spoken about Story : Tale, relation of events Without : Not having, not doing Asking : Gaining permission First : Precluding all else I hope that clears things up. ========================================================== // Jimmie Bragdon | [email protected] | /\ \\ \\ User Administrator | www.io.com/~jimmie | / \ // // Illuminati Online | | / () \ \\ \\ ============================================= / \ // /________\ Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 21:08:38 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Definitions Birdie-man....that had to be the funniest damned thing ive seen all day...i know how everyone rags on people with short, really meaningless, letters, but hell....i thought it was funny....and since when have i ever followed the mainstream ways of rules? <g> StEvE Date: Mon, 1 Jul 1996 22:13:35 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: Re: Definitions ::Suddenly feels an amazing sensation of enlightenment:: Why.. its all.. so clear now! >Do : To perform an action >Not : Negation, cancellation >Put : To place >Yourself : The reader, or person being spoken to >Into : Go inside, become part of >This : The thing being spoken about >Story : Tale, relation of events >Without : Not having, not doing >Asking : Gaining permission >First : Precluding all else > >I hope that clears things up. > > > > > > > ========================================================== > // Jimmie Bragdon | [email protected] | /\ \\ > \\ User Administrator | www.io.com/~jimmie | / \ // > // Illuminati Online | | / () \ \\ > \\ ============================================= / \ // > /________\ --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 08:12:57 -0400 (EDT) From: "Samuel Lee Cotrell Jr." <[email protected]> Subject: MoonDiver mun Brightsun's mun and MoonDivers family will be picking up MoonDivers mun at the airport tonight . She is do back from France at 7pm EST . She may not get to IRC for a feqw days as her sister crashed there computer on thursday and it is in the shop still being worked on. Brightsun the Mage Sam the Mun Brightsun and Mun Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 08:28:08 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: Connor PC just to clarify.. Connor rarely if ever rp's like connor macleod. I just rp this cool guy.. you know..armani suit.mirrored shades =) Usually when i RP a certain thing..its a vampire.. --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 09:01:15 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> Subject: Post names of the Asri (Long version) ::: The BLACK Dragon Inn ::: The tension in the inn was intense. The room was thick with worry. Quickning sat at the bar "That ambush has set us on edge." She looked around the inn at all the haggard faces. Her glances were greeted by nervous and suspicious glances. Quickning shook her head sadly "The Asri are winning the psychological war. They have us jumping at our shadows. Seeing enemies everywhere . . . " Just a night ago she and her friends were victims to the Asri paranoia. Loendal was mistaken for an Asri and stabbed in the back by Kazeel. She and some of his dragon friends had taken offence to put it lightly. Loendal was newly a father. Quickning couldn't bear the thought of Ember growing up fatherless. She teleported behind Kazeel and struck him down. Her blow struck true but not true enough. Kazeel turned, stabbing her in the chest with his blade, one made of silver. Quickning shudder at the memory of silver piercing her flesh, the burning pain. Despite all the healers, like Aystan's work she would have died. If it hadn't been for DarkDrago removing the silver fragments.... She let the thought trail off, there would be plently of time for thoughts of death as the war progresses. She had to think of a way for all this confusion to be avoided. Perhaps a wanted poster, printing all of the known Asri names. Quickning stood up and went to Horace, who was the bar keep for this eve. "Horace," Quick asked "Do ya have pen and parchment handy?" "Aye." Said Horace. Then he went work cleaning some mugs. Quick sighed loudly "Well can I barrow some?" Horace smirked and retrieved a paper and parchment from the behind the bar. Quickning took the pen and parchment. Then blinked. "Uh Horace, do ya have any Ink?" Horace gave her a sly smile. "Weeell, there's the rub...Ink will cost ya." Quick rolled her eyes and paid Horace a silver. Once Horace had gotten the out the ink she set to work. She wrote: To Warden OneStab Would you please post the Names of know Asri. That may ease some of the tension in the city of Arangoth. This will be for the higher good of Arangoth as well as the patrons of the BLKDRAGON inn. Arangoth Forever, Storm Quickning. (Insert a big flourish here ) Quickning capped the ink well and returned it to the Bar keep. "Will you see to it that Warden OneStab gets this when next comes in?" Quickning asked Horace, "It a matter of importance to this Inn." Horace nodded. Quickning turned to leave when she heard the bar keep clear his throat. She turned to face Horace once more. "There is the matter of your ....bar tap. I know you have money young Quick. Seen you ...er shall we say working..." Once again that evil smile curled his lips. Quickning paid of her bar. "And remember...I roll the dice..." With That She paid a bit extra and left before Horace could extort more money. >From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of Quickning Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 09:03:01 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> Subject: For OneStab (short version) Would you please post the Names of know Asri. That may ease some of the tension in the city of Arangoth. This will be for the higher good of Arangoth as well as the patrons of the BLKDRAGON inn. Arangoth Forever, Storm Quickning. (Insert a big flourish here ) Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 11:16:21 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: See no evil..hear no evil...BE evil ::Dellila slips into her tent:: <q>"Ah after meeting the little chit's luv Spectre, my plan may take a bit of a turn.." ::She thinks of the information she gathered that evening..managing to introduce herself to Spectre and watching the chaotic state between he, Simon and Trigon. She saw the determination on Spectre's face to find Narisa and for a moment started to slightly worry.:: "He could prove a serious interferace in my plan" she sits down on the little chair befor the dingy mirror and begins brushing her long hair. She smiles at her choice of dress for that evening. "I'm sure I could bed the little twit in no time..he can't possibly care that much for his little princess." ::And THEN..she thinks..**I will slit his throat ear to ear and eliminate him**:: "Ah yes..this will work nicely...now the King...I still havn't seen him back in Arangoth...he will be my biggest obstacle..<m> never killed a Black Dragon before..and I don't know how easy it will be to bed him, my looks are of course not matched by any in the lands...<m>except for that damnable Queen" ::She looks in the mirror:: "Mirror Mirror on the Wall..Who's the...((oh wait..wrong story sorry!)) ((Rewind)) ::She looks in the mirrow caressing her hair:: "Ah Dellila, you ARE a brilliant! In time I will have all the power I need...and then it will be mine" ::She chuckles wickedly as she stands and walks out of her tent:: ******************************************************************************** **In Angel's tent** ::Angel sits on her cot clutching the gem around her neck thinking::<w>He'll be here.....soon... ::Her eyes slightly bloodshot and dark circles under her eyes from little sleep...she surveys her tent once more:: "I've got to find Narisa damnit..by the godz she better be ok" ::From the shadows::"Tsk tsk..resorting to talking to yourself now Queen?" ::Angel looks up quickly with a glare:: "Don't ye ever knock?" ::Out of the shadow slithers Dellila:: "Ah..ye look so tierd your highness..ye really should get some sleep...::She saunters over to the small table:: I see ye havn't eaten a bite either.." ::Angel looks up at her, her eyes narrowing:: "What so ye can poison me?" ::Acts insulted:: "Why your majesty..I wouldn't think of such a thing! for NOW your better use to me alive then dead. Though the latter CAN be arranged if you so choose to make things difficult for me" ::Angel turned away not looking at her. Deciding if she ignores her she'll go away..She hadn't eaten..not since the ball and she felt like she would starve...she wanted to eat the meal but really was afriad it drugged or poisoned...though it wasn't good to not eat..it was worse to put her child within her in jeapordy:: ::Dellila saunters over towards the opening of the tent:: "I'll have the guard bring ye some fresh food..ye really should keep up your strength for Xandur. <w>he's got quite the appetite for the female flesh" ::Laughs and slips out:: ::Angel Blanches:: <m>over my dead body....and his ******************************************************************************** **In Narisa's Tent** ::Narisa lays on her cot staring at the sandy floor..her face pale..her eyes red from tears...her dress beginning to slip off her shoulders for she was losing wieght..she too had not eaten..not out of fear of poison but for loss of appetite...her stomache and heart ached to much to eat..:: ::Dellila walks thru the opening of the tent:: "Ah the little princess pines away for her dead love..tis such a shame" ::Narisa look up...<q>"why are ye doing this? How could ye be so cruel? Ye must have a kind heart..don't ye know this is wrong.." ::Dellila throws back her head in laughter:: "Oh little princess...Ye have much to learn of the world...not all are pure and innocent as ye" ::looks at Narisa disgusted..she didn't like the queen but she hated this little waif...to pure...to damn innocent...to damn...dangerous:: ::Narisa rises off her cot looking at Dellila:: "Please...I beg ye.." ::She walks slowly to Dellila:: "Please at least let my sister go" ::she rests a hand on Dellila's arm a sudden shock running through Narisa:: ::Dellila winces in pain and she rips her arm away from Narisa:: "Don't touch me ye Bitch!" ::She hisses:: ::Narisa looks at her hand then at Dellila very confused:: <w>"I..I didn't ...." ::Dellila reaches her hand back then pointing at Narisa as a bolt of red energy shoots from her fingers slamming into Narisa throwing her back 10 feet and onto the floor knocked out:: <m>Little bitch ::She rubs her sore arm:: ::She glares at Narisa slumped on the floor and turns on her heels and stomps out of the tent:: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 12:12:31 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Gain strength...THEN attack ::Angel paces around her tent and the guard suddenly enters..she stops to glare at the beast..he stands about 7 feet and is a huge man..his hair long and scraggly and his teeth probably never cleaned in his entire life. He carries a large platter of food: "What the the hell do ye want?" she snaps ::The guard walks in and sets the platter down on the small table:: "Da misstress says ye's tae eat sumthin" ::Angel frowns:: "I don't want it..go away and take that platter with ye" ::The guard crosses his arms across his chest:: "Da misstress say if ye donnae eat she is goin tae skin me..now eat or I'll force ye meself!" ::Angel takes a deep breath looking at the food:: "You taste it first..I won't be poisoned or drugged" ::The guard shrugs:: "Fine" He takes a bit of the bread and eats it..then a piece of apple then a piece of meat etc..:: ::he chews it all up and swallows smiling at her:: "'appy?" ::Angel sits and watches him for awhile..satisfied he wont' drop or die she lets out a sigh:: "Fine..I'll eat it..go.." ::The guard frowns:: "Da misstress said I was to make sure ye ate every bit o' da food" "GET OUT! I'll eat it damnit now leave me!" ::She bellows: ::The guard sighs and nods and leaves the tent:: ::Angel looks down at the food..her stomache growling..:: "For the child Alysia...for Blk's child...gain thy strength for when he comes for ye.." ::She sits down and attacks the food:: ::She thinks as she eats the food ravinously:: Hell, prepare room.... They all will pay for this.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 14:35:31 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Shared Nightmares and Shattered dreams... ::Angel leans back totally stuffed to the gills:: <q>Godz I didn't realize how hungry I was" ::She yawns and decides to try to get some rest...rest builds strength, with strength comes freedom she thinks:: ::She stretches out on the cot and closes her eyes...she falls almost instantly asleep:: Enter..the Dream ::She's standing on a hilltop covered with green grass..the warm springtime wind blowing against her face..she looks down and sees Blk and the children.. Orion and Andromeda are running circles around thier father as he holds Timinion in his arms...he looks up and sees his wife..he waves and Angel decends down the hill quickly:: "MOMMY!" ::The children cry as the run towards her..she reaches them and embraces the two toddlers... then they settle down next to Blk and the baby:: "Blk" she whispers. ::He smiles and slips his free arm around her waste kissing her:: "Hello Luv" he says softly. "Godz I missed you" ::She leans down to kiss Timinion as he sleeps....Then suddenly Timinion is gone from Blk's arm..she looks up quickly and instead of Blk it's Xandur:: "Greetings Your majesty..ye will soon be mine" ::He grins evily:: ::Angel gasps and frees herself from his grasp..she whips around to get the children which are no longer there. "Orion! Andromeda! Timinion!!!! BLK!!!!!" She screams as she runs up the hill, Xandur right behind her..her breath quickining..her heart slamming against her chest she reaches the top of the hill...on the other side of the hill stand her family..Blk, timinion, Andromeda and Orion..She begins to run for them suddenly the sweet soft grass below her feet turning into sand..she watches in horror as her family stand looking at her not moving but sinking into the sand.."NO!!!" she cries, trying to move but sinking herself...she gets sucked down under breathing sand into her lungs:: ::Just then Angel wakes up screaming..sweating and crying..she looks around her quickly...tries to catch her breath and weeps:: <w> "Blk please hurry luv" ******************************************************************************** ::Narisa Lays in the corner of her tent..her cheek down in the warm sand she still being outcold from Dellila's blow..:: ENTER the other dream... ::Narisa is kneeling down in a large Cathedral..praying. She looks around her as all of Arangoth are in the church with her..Father Kylus motions for her to stand... she rises and makes her way to the podium...looking behind it she sees a casket..her heart races...she reaches the casket and looks in..Spectre lays there in the same outfit he wore to the ball..No wounds showing he looks as if he were still alive..she leans over the casket..tears rolling down her face and landing on his corpse:: <w>"Oh spectre..tis all my fault..if ye hadn't gone to the ball with me and I hadn't taken up so much of thy time..ye may have been somewhere else and this would have never happened.." ::She covers her face with her handkerchief :: ::The corpse opens it's eyes::"Hello luv" ::Narisa jumps and looks at Spectre sitting up in his coffin..then she faints:: ::Spectre climbs out of the casket:: "Your making a habit out of this luv" ::He leans down and lifts her..she wakens opening her eyes...looking at him:: <w>Spectre.. ::She gathers in her surroundings..she isn't in the church anymore..she's in a bed chamber and he's carrying her to the bed:: "What happened? I thought you were dead" She cries and he lays her down on the bed:: "Dead?" he chuckles..."No luv...I wouldn't miss my own wedding" ::She looks up at him in shock:: "Wedding?" ::He crosses his arms:: "To late luv..you already said I do" ::He laughs as he sits on the bed:: ::She grows estatic:: "Oh! Then the kidnapping! The war! twas all a dream! Oh spectre I'm so happy!!" ::She throws her arms around him catching a glimps of her finger...a wedding band fitted over it.. ::he mumbles something to her and she leans back looking at him:: "What did you say?" ::He smiles:: "I said wake up" ::Suddenly Narisa opens her eyes..looking sideways at the wall of the tent..a guard stand over her:: "Wake up missy..ye be catchin yer death o' cold layin there on the sand...ye been layin there all day and it's getting dark out besides it' time to eat" ::She moans as she sits up slowly:: "What?" ::She looks around..then lowers her head and cries:: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 17:56:22 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Gain strength...THEN attack The little apple piece looks up to Angel in fear....he watched as his brother apple was chomped down by the other man in horror and now knew his time was up..... "it wont be so bad...im sure...one little cruch and...*sniff* itll all be over..." it thought as he felt the guard place the tray down by Angel... Never going to the apple school like his mother tree had always suggested, he couldnt understand the human speech...he had grown up on a rough branch and hung out with the bad apples....but now, he knew what was going on, even without hearing the couples wording.... The woman seemed pretty mad...like when he found out he had a worm once...so, in the simple mathematical equation of an apple, he just assumed Angel had worms... The man apparently, was undoubtedly an apple assassin...why else would he be so cruel to eat one of the others then become intent on making the woman eat him and the rest of his brethren? Its thoughts were interupted when his form whooshed from the plate and into a cave, surrounded by stalagmites and stalagtites (yeah, so im no geologist and i cant spell 'em right) and the cave grew darker in a split second.... "Hey...this aint so bad" he murmered as he felt the warm, damp air around him...well....it wasnt that bad until Angel's teeth tore him into bits, mangling his outer skin and swallowing his torn remains into a pool of acid in her stomach, the apple screaming in agony.... ThE EnD ((sorry for intruding on your story without asking Angel, but i just had this really strong impulse when i read that one to write a quick little story =) hope ya didnt mind...)) StEvE Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 15:01:41 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Gain strength...THEN attack ::Mun wipes away her tears of fluffin laughter::..oh my god..my boss wondered why the hell I was sitting at my computer laughing my ass off.. THAT dear Steve is a keeper!! LOL..It's ok that you jumped into this story since your character "The lil' Apple piece" died anyway..ROFLMAOPIMPX1000!!!!!!! >((sorry for intruding on your story without asking Angel, but i just had this >really strong impulse when i read that one to write a quick little story =) >hope ya didnt mind...)) >StEvE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Wed, 03 Jul 1996 01:24:49 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: Hell hath no fury.................. ::Dellila reapears in her tent..panting heavily:: ::She shakes with fear and anger:: "DAMNIT! DAMNIT TO THE HELLS AND BACK!!.. WHY Why didn't I just stick to the original plan?!!?! ::That evening she had gone to the Inn..and met the King Blkdragon...in his preoccupation she had slipped a potion into his drink and brought him outside to seduce ...then KILL him::"That potion was strong enough for 20 men! How could he have fought it?!!?" ::She had him outside..she had him in a compromising position..she was ready to succeed in her diversion and he broke the spell:: "HOW?!.. he's more powerful than I thought.." ::she shoves the table over breaking the mirror:: "That bastard! damnit..how did he get me with that spell?!" ::He had enchanted her with a truth spell..she let him know that she had his wife..and sister in law..she even told him they were in the Asyr desert...:: "Damnit!! That witch! I'll kill her! I'll kill them both!!" ::She storms out of her tent:: **************************************************************************** ****************** (Angels Tent) :: Angel sits trying to break the leg off her cot to use as a weapon..::"Damnit let loose" She had spent the better of the evening trying to find something for a weapon...her trusty sword now gone she couldn't just get away with her fists..she needed something to deliver a fatal blow.. ::Then tent suddenly flashes about her and dims....then lights up again. She looks up.. "hmm.. more lightning" ::she goes back to work..suddenly dellila comes storming into the tent screaming like a banshee:: "YE BITCH YOUR GOING TO DIE!!!" ::Angel jumps up not able to free the leg of the cot.. She blocks Dellila's blow:: "I see ye've met my husband" She grins ::Dellila stops dead in her tracks:: "HOW did ye know that?!" ::Angel Grins:: "Ive seen that look before ...though it usually lays upon a face in death" ::Dellila glares at angel and suddenly backhands her:: Aye..I've met thy husband...and tasted a bit of his pleasures to... " . growls at Angel ::Angel leans up off the floor wiping a bit of blood from her mouth::: "Obviously it left a bitter taste in thy mouth " ::Dellila glares at angel ready to strike her down dead:: "I thought ye wanted power Dellila..I thought ye needed us to gain such" Angel trying not to grin and to stall for time.. ::Dellila seethes then stops herself from striking angel:: "Aye..your right...tis time..I'm taking ye two scum to Xandur now!" ::Dellila calls her guard....she NEEDS to get rid of them..Blk and Spectre will be at this campsite soon...and she cannot fight Blkdragon and Spectre alone..not even with the power she has:: "Chain her from hand to feet, we are leaving NOW" ::The Guard, not without a bit of struggle with Angel chains her feet and wrists and drags her out of the tent:: ::Dellila stomping in front of them she mounts her horse..The guard pushes Angel Forward:: They ride...well Dellila and the guard do for about a mile... They arrive at a smaller camp where a small tent sits..a guard standing in front of it.. "Hail mistress" he calls "yea yea get the little waif and chain her up...we are going to the Asyr camp tonight" ::The guard nods and slips into the tent..a short time later he comes out dragging narisa by a chain around her neck....her wrists and legs chained as well:: ::Angel sees Narisa her eyes widen:: "NARISA!!" ::Narisa looks up:: "ALYSIA!!" ::Narisa starts to run towards angel but the guard yanks her chain back and she falls back coughing:: ::Angel growls at the guard:: "YOU'LL DIE FOR THAT ACTION ALONE!!" ::Dellila rolls her eyes, her patience worn thin:: "WE GO NOW! Ye two had better keep up" ::Dellila and the guards ride off into the night..dragging Angel and Narisa with them. They arrive at the Asyr camp at sunrise..Angel and Narisa both exhausted...the chains ripping into thier skin with each pull..they must have walked 50 miles thru the night.. They hadn't spoke much..Angel instructed Narisa to keep quiet..until they were alone..Dellila dismounts her horse and walks up to the Asyr guard:: "I'm here to see Prefect Xandur" ::The guard nods:: "Aye M'lady he's expecting ye" ::She looks at him curiously:: "he is?" shrugs and slips into Xandur's tent She sees him standing in his large tent overlooking some maps..his back to her. "G'morn M'lord" she purrs.. I come baring gifts" **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 20:53:14 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: re: apple story ::looks jealous:: Well, *I* didnt think it was that funny. I thought it was cruel. --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 23:18:33 -0600 From: [email protected] (OneStab) Subject: Tyntigal's Revenge (( A piece from an AOL author :D )) :::sitting quietly, his anger rising as he listens to Tyn's story of what happened to the horses. His eyes lowering when he realizes that her beloved Pithian was also taken.. Without hesitation, he decides to help her make them pay for for what they did. A grin crosses his face as he and Tyn discuss their plan. "tis verra easa fer me t' do Tyn'...an' they t'will nay 'ere be expectin' this" He reassures her that he wants to help, then stands, kissing her on the cheek. Tucking the maps provided by Tyn into his pocket he smiles..::: "I'll do it right now Tyn." :::Shifting to falcon, he flies out the window, soaring high into the sky, his wings carrying him with all the swiftness of the perigrine falcon that he is. His flight taking him over the ocean towards the storms his senses tell him are there. He flies behind the storm, his body glowing as he calls upon the natural powers of Nature.. of the wind his ancient father gave him. Taking control of the storm, he redirects the wind pushing the storm clouds in a zig-zag pattern, creating a confusing path designed to hide the storms true origin and to conceal the powers that brought it to its destination.::: :::Shortly before Nearing the border, he slows his flight, far below the rains impede the progress of some force of horses.. Tyns? he presses on.. the stress of keeping up with the 100 mile/hr winds showing in his movements. The blue glow around the falcon, hidden by the colors in the sky, he continues to push the clouds over the border and stopping it just inside the Asri Border.. The torential rains and winds ravage the area, stirring up the sand, quickly flooding the area turning the sand into a death trap of quicksand, washing out roads. :::: ::: far out of sight, never entering the land of Asryi itself.. staying away from any mage he senses.. moving from place to place landing only for brief moments.. safely away from the storm, he stays through the night holding the rain clouds over the area. With the dawn's light, he releases the wind, allowing it to go as it will; setting the clouds free. Weary, he flies off slowly, ... the morning sun soothing on his sore body as he heads home to Rhydin.::: Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 23:59:13 -0600 From: [email protected] (Xandur) Subject: Back at camp Xandur's temper grew shorter and shorter as the maddening rain pounded down on his tent tarp. Without the full strength of the Black Covenant, his mages were barely able to dry the ground enough to keep the siege engines from sinking. "Zantoth!" Xandur bellowed. The soaking magelord ducked underneath his Prefect's shelter. "What, Xandur?" Zantoth replied without his usual respect. Xandur glared at him silently a split second to remind his subordinate of his manners. "Prefect, forgive me. I live to serve." Xandur lifted his chin. "Report. What, or who, caused this weather.. and how long until we are underway again." "The storms are natural by all accounts, My Lord. Showers are uncommon even in Arangoth this time of year, but they do happen. Most our mages busily aid the soldiers. By heating the soil, a suitable path is maintained.. the march continues." "But slowed impossibly, Zantoth. I planned to be at the walls of Castle Black before week's end. At this rate, we will be lucky to gain SoulDeep before RangerBlue's troops arrive." Xandur rose from his seat, standing over his assistant. "Magelord, this battle will be much less certain if the Wardens successfully reinforce the Arangothans. Every moment we waste sunk in mud is another our enemies have to prepare. I want the rain stopped. Now." Zantoth bowed, seething in private at his commander's unrealistic request. The triumphant cry of a hawk soaring invisibly overhead mocked them all. Date: Tue, 2 Jul 1996 23:54:36 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: While the Ruatha's Away the Mice are Mine Cc: [email protected] From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Tue, 02 Jul 1996 23:37:02 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: While the Ruatha's Away the Mice are Mine ::::::::::::::::::;During the Night....the following happened while Lord Ruatha was at the BlkDragon Inn:::::::: From the Shadows, Jul`Kair peers out...spying the royal Guards as they make their rounds thru the castle....he studies their movements easily...and then when the moment presents itself, he steals across the courtyard into the main Hall... Jul`Kair, stares blankly into the darkened corridors...moving easily and silently, the warrior/assassin moves quickly to each door, listening for the motion and speech of children.... Soon he finds the nursey and also can hear the speech of what sounds to be the Princess hereself along with the Nanny....he ponders his luck....and to ensure no worries over his action, quickly dons the Sunaj Armor he recovered from a fallen brother of his...... ......placing the final piece on, he activates his tattoo's to ensure his own safety above all else in this matter....Using his keen eyesight, gifted from a tattoo, easily spots the two guards down the hall....and with silent but quick steps approaches both from behind...ramming a steel rod into the base of both of their heads....easily lifting their dying corspes, and placing them in a nearby alcove. Jul`Kair sneaks his way up to the door of the nursery and with a simple twist of the handle, the door quickly opens....and shuts as he now is inside of the nursey....the Nanny lets out a brief squeal of shock.....as Jul`Kair releases a dagger directly into her gut, with the flick of his wrist.....the Princess, Menolly stands near her child...her utter disbelief at seeing a Sunaj Assassin standing in her own castle... Menolly speaks clearly, "How dare you, do you know who I am!?!?!" Jul`Kair removes the helm....and Menolly's eyes fade from anger to complete shock as she sees it is...............Sun`zen, her own friend...... Sun, speaks "Do not trouble yourself over the manner of which I am here, only Know that you and your daughter are now my prisoner till such time as I will determine"...."Do not attempt and trying to raise an Alarm, fore we both would not wish to see more of your own guards lie dead tonite, Now do we?" Menolly can only shake her head...still finding it hard to believe what she sees. "Menolly, This can be easy, or you can die....the choice is yours...wrap your daughter up, and speak not a single word or you will see your own daughter die before your own eyes...Understand?" Again Menolly can only shake her head in response. and quickly does as Sun tells her so, and in a matter of moments.....Sun opens a Rift and they are all transported out of the BlackFens Castle........ ::::Sun`zen curses himself lightly about losing the one dagger...damn shameful, almost feel as a new borne assassin...sheesh:::: Sun`zen places the Menolly and Myn her daughter in a secret place till he can figure as to how he can benefit from this in the long run......Jul`Kair removes the darken Sunaj armor as the Rift closes behind him....and the vision of Menolly, and Myn fade from view...... ...as he moves again thru the shadows out across the Asyr Desert to Sun`zen's Pyramid of the Rose that now resides in the Asyr*Desert...there he regrow another ebony rose dagger and places it in the empty sheath....and then looks out from one of the balcony of the Pyramid as the Sun begins its journey up into the sky...just for a moment feeling small compared to the its brillance........... :::he ponders for a moment.....shameful to bring Kaejo such bad news......he chuckles slightly.....just shameful:::::::::: ********************************************************* -Sun`zen(former Sunaj) {I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) -in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and wish to it, that we grow and become better. Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 03:49:12 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Gain strength...THEN attack **bows and junk** many thanks for the praise....it only goes to show you, that im in my best form when i run off of 2 hours of sleep, a box of little debbie snack cakes, and a 3 liter of Dr. Pepper.....<g> *sigh* back just like old times again ... StEvE Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 08:14:41 -0600 (MDT) From: Stef <[email protected]> Subject: In the Keep Rhiannonn smiles as she gazed up at the stormy gray heavens. "I wonder how Xandur fares now that his almighty feet are getting soaked" she mutters to herself with contemptuous amusemement. Feeling a healthy kick to her ribs, she quickly glances down and sighs, placing a hand over her swollen abdomen as if to calm the child within. "Soon little one...we are leaving...OneStab's wishes be damned. Your rightful place is in Asyr. Over my dead body shall you EVER be raised as a Lorillian...or worse..a sympathizer." For the thousandth time, Rhiannonn felt the strange emotion of helplessness more so because her condition made her move awkardly, rendering escape very difficult...otherwise she would have been gone long ago. What irked her was that OneStab knew this too and his obvious lavishing upon her and lack of security only added further insult to her pride. He knew fully well she could not go anywhere until the child was born. There had to be a way... Rhiannonn once again glances up at the malevolent clouds and thinks of her Prefect and the land she had once served so loyally under his thumb. No love was lost for Xandur. If he thought she was easily replaceable..to be disposed of in such a careless fashion...to resign herself as a mistress of a Lorillian--Rhiannonn had to wince...such thoughts sickened and infuriated her. What mattered now was that the Black Covenant..the source of her power as with all DarkMages of Asyr..was no longer accessible to Asyr..or to her. She looked down at her all-too-familiar tak'him and smirked. Xandur no longer had power of her..through these shackles of ruthless control placed upon her wrists. But such loss of power also meant escape was much more difficult..she could not rely on it as she could in the past. If she could've..OneStab surely would have been dead a hundred times over since he captured her and placed her in this gilded cell. This new sense of freedom empowered Rhiannonn...she had an alternative to regain some of her magic--of course not nearly as strong as that offered through the Dark One..but it would be enough. If only she could leave here to reach it. And oh yes...then she would be back in Asyr. And Xandur WILL know the full power of a woman scorned..and her greatest triumph will be hearing his pleas for a quick death and her victory hearing him scream in pain at her feet as she delivers the final death. A plot started to form in the back of Rhiannonn's mind... Hours later, as she rested on the elaborate canopy in the room, she was smiling to herself once again. <w> "All I need to do is escape little one..and we shall be back in Asyr--and back in business *very* soon...you can count on that.." And she waited for nightfall. "We're all mad here..."--Cheshire Cat http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's friggin' "As The World Turns" meets Captain Kangaroo ;) Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 10:03:24 -0500 (CDT) From: Kathy Stracener <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Gain strength...THEN attack GAWDS Steve... when I read the lil apple thing... *GROAN* sheesh ya know you should REALLY get some sleep... you are starting to scare me big time.... I mean SERIOUSLY scare me... adn that bit about you being an alien.... ::runs and hides:: Tarma >**bows and junk** >many thanks for the praise....it only goes to show you, that im in my best >form when i run off of 2 hours of sleep, a box of little debbie snack cakes, >and a 3 liter of Dr. Pepper.....<g> *sigh* back just like old times again Date: Wed, 03 Jul 1996 11:07:44 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: TO SYLVIA!!!!!!!!! ::The lights dim as the curtain rises...Angel's Mun stands on the stage with the spotlight on her. ((NO I'm not gonna wear the tight dress for this one!)) The meistro taps his wand and the orchestra starts to play:: ::Angel's mun breaks out in son:: "THERE"S.....NO business like SHOW business like NO business I know!!! ::Holds out her arms as she dances accross the stage:: ::Suddenly Steve comes running out on stage with a large bullhorn and directors cap:: "CUT!! NONONONON! Your singing the wrong song!!" ::He whispers into her ear:: ::Andie blushes and nods to Steve:: "Ahem" ::the orchestra starts again:: ~/o Happy Birthday to You!! Happy Birthday to You!! Happy Birthday dear Sylvia, aka Petal aka Chrysalin <sp> aka Chryss aka Menolly, aka godz knows who elllsssseeeeeeeee...~/o ::Takes a deep breath:: ~/o Happy Biiiiiirrrrrthdayyyy toooooooooooooooooooo Yoouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!! The stadium is silent..only the chirping of crickets can be heard... "Hello?" Andie covers her forhead looking into the crowd.."Well, she ain't even there!" ::The orchastra all turn around in unision:: ::The miestro aka Kaejo/Mickey speaks up:: "Um...she's off getting drunk somewhere...I think we started the show early...she won't be here till later" ::Angel fumes and turns to Steve who is coming back out from the side of the stage:: "I GOT ALL DRESSED UP FOR THIS AND PUT ON MY BEST PREFORMANCE AND YOU GOT THE WRONG TIME?!!? YOU IDIOT!!" ::She stomps her foot and storms off to her dressing room:: ::STeve shakes his head:: <M>Diva's Steve then looks at the empty audience and the orchestra. He gets a sudden idea..:: "You all stay here, be ready to play!" ::He runs off stage:: ticktockticktockticktockticktock ::The Orchestra sit in the pit getting restless then finally the spot light shines onto the center of the stage..Clicking heels are heard on the stage and suddenly STeve is in the spotlight...He's dressed in a long tight Satin baby blue dress with a long red feathered boa around his neck..His heels quite high, the reason him having a bit of difficulty walking...:: ::He looks down at Kaejo and whispers for him to have the band play something. Kaejo Rolls his eyes and nods :: <m>not this again ::The band plays. Steve breaks out in dramatic movments and begins to sing in a low sultry femalish voice:: "I..wanna be Kissed..by YOU..just YOU..and nobody else but You!" ::Swings his hips to the left:: "I wanna be kissed by You..alooooone...Booboopydoo!" ::This goes on for several hours as the band is forced to play all kinds of wierd crap for the director as he preforms. Suddenly word has it Sylvia is in the theatre..Steve finishes his show and runs off to the side.. and goes to Andie's dressing room:: "She's here show starts in 3 minutes!" ::Andie opens her door quickly and glares at him:: "ARE YOU SURE?!" ::Steve nods and runs off to get ready. Angel huffs then closes the door, then opens it again looking in Steves direction as he disapears backstage:: <m>What the hell was he just wearing?!" ::She shrugs and slams the door..the star on the dressing room drops revealing "Janitor" on the door.. ::The curtain closes as Sylvia comes down the isle and takes her seat in front:: ::The orchestra begins to play and the curtain is drawn..on the stage is Angel in the center, Blkdragon,Ksuandira,Rue,TheRaven,Silvan,Horace-,Daedil,Dulcina,tarma,Killian ,Elfchild,Kinneas,Jyhad,Onestab,Narisa,SirRaych,Raist,Kylus,Thornspyke,Mysha ,Pendrake,al`thor,priss,Quickning,Aelanna,Vandal,Rangerblue,wyrnblue,zester, yegg,zero,Stalker,Sun`zen,weretiger,trigon,balfamor,jewlina,FireIce,SimonFen ix,Stagg and the rest of the cast and crew ((Sorry if I missed anyone)) ::The all break out in song:: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SYLVIA!!!" ::Someone is way off key and people look around:: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"::Music real loud big dramatic ending:: ::Everyone takes a bow:: CUT!!!That's a wrap!! ::Steve yells thru his bullhorn..but when he looks around..everyone is gone.. only the sound of crickets...Steve frowns and walks off:: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Wed, 03 Jul 1996 11:13:41 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Shared Nightmares and Shattered dreams... (fwd) FireIce paces about her office expecting Simon any moment.. her pale blue eyes reflecting back at her in the mirror as she stops to ponder.. she shakes her head annoyed "When do they go away.. when!" She sighs a bit her mind going back to the night before.. When she Simon and the other lass tried to locate AngelSin, he looking for the Queen.. she the person or persons controlling the block against them.. her eyes turn to the darkened sky . she smiles a bit knowing it is bright and balmy above the mist.. only she cannot see it.. "Aye.. ye di well ta hide yerself behind a curtain of mist.. be warned ye canna hide ferever though". She sighs a bit as she continues to pace.. there is something lurking behind her mind.. an image.. one that is just barely out of reach, and yet.. so close.. Again she closes her eyes and sighs.. trying to reach the image yet unable to.. She turns from the mirror and walks to her desk hoping Simon will be there soon.. maybe he has an understanding about all that has happened she has not thought of. She coughs softly.. and thinks of another new face.. the wench she met in the Inn.. Dallila... her mind recalling all the events.. how the woman spoke, what she said.. something not sitting inside Fire quite right about the lass.. ENTER SIMON... Fire Ice smiles as Simon enters.. "Well met Simon.. tis about time ye got here. I thought ye may have gotten lost or somethin.. Not like ye dinna kin yer way here well enuf.. " Fire smiles and waves him into the room.. her reproach softened by a smile her blue eyes upon him. *Simon walks over to FireIce...* "Hmm, Still not feeling well, FireIce? Anyway, with BlkDragon here now, we should have a better chance at finding AngelSin. After all, he is closer to her than I am, even if I did resurrect her a while back..." *Simon sits in a nearby chair, pondering with a furrowed brow...* "FireIce, I'm still uncomfortable with that Dellila person.. She is Way too close to BlkDragon too soon..." *FireIce smiles to Simon, smiling..* "Simon, Ye ken as well as I that she is Nae a Person tae worry about.." *Simon looks back at Fireice, curiously...* "Normally, we have agreed on these types of things.. WHy is that now changed?" *Simon again looks into her blue eyes, remembering they are normally Violet, and wonders if this Color change has anything to do with her change in behavior?* FireIce and SimnFenix ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 11:34:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Re: To Syl Oh god!! thanks!! That gave me the biggest laugh ever...mostly cuz it was soooo much the way I picture you guys!!!~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 15:30:55 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: TO SYLVIA!!!!!!!!! Ya know....i always hoped there was noone else in the world that even slightly resembled me....now that youve copied me with such precision, i see that i was horribly wrong.... <g> wow queenie....didnt know you had it in you...of all the people to impersonate me, you actually did a good job...heheh...but, now that we are on the topic, do you really think blue is my color? ive always preferred green, it brings out my eyes *blinkblinkblinks* heheh... StEvE -- the now not-so-one-of-a-kind =/ Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 12:56:32 -0700 From: [email protected] (Aliastra Gaia Archrelar Amon) Subject: None Unsubscribe Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 13:05:25 -0700 (PDT) From: RangerBlue <[email protected]> Subject: Death of OverLord Cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] ::He reads again the battle reports from the Asyr incursion, and once more scans the casualty lists. Long hours he had done this already in his darkened study at Taigenath. Men and women died, more widows and orphans in the land. Their arrival in Arangoth was the harbinger of death and pain for innocent people, as their old enemy dogs them ever..driving them from land to land. Blue goes to a another small table in the study, covered with maps, time tables, TOEs and other instruments. Supplies, caches, regiments prepositioned, alliances, ships. A year's worth of constant planning. "Damn", he whispers, "So close, another few months at most. Weeks more likely. Slowly, he gathers it all up, rolls it together and tosses it in the fire of his study. "Forgive me Loreil" he chokes, "You must wait...a little longer." In the brightening light of the flaming OverLord plans, Blue sharpens a quill and writes: ********************************************************************* Warden Order 37241 96/367-02 To: All units, Warden/Loreil forces 1. Effective immediately, the plans for OverLord are cancelled. 2. All units not currently engaged, shall transport by the swiftest means available to location named "Anvil" in the lands adjacent to Arangoth. 3. Once there, units will fortify and wait further orders concerning defense of the Kingdom of Arangoth from Asyri incursion. 4. Dragon Riders of the 12th, shall begin immediate aerial scouting of the Arangoth/Asyr border areas. Under no circumstance are hostile force engagements authorized. 5. All mystic/mage activity to be restricted only to shield and protect the Anvil forces with the exception of the Prometheus operation. That shall continue as planned. 6. These orders to be destroyed after reading. May god show us all his infinite grace. RangerBlue Wrynnet Blue Sovereign of Loreil Soverain of Loreil First Warden Baroness of Taigenath :;sealed under the rising Star of Loreil:: ******************************************************************** Wryn had entered as he wrote, and without a word signed her name to the orders next to his before the seal applied. She picks them up and then hands them to Captain Bekus, their adjudant, who had been waiting by the door. He takes them to be attended to. Blue looks at Wryn's eyes, and his own start to become quite bright. His chest heaves in a deep convulsion, to be instantly swallowed back in that way only men do....when they refuse to weep. His face works hard while she watches a moment, knowing herself the turmoil within. The light in the study dims, as the plans for the liberation of Loreil, turn to ash in the fireplace. Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 18:03:32 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] Subject: Wedding Final Notice Tonight at Midnight, EST, Simon Horus Phoenix and Lady Viskaya shall be United in Holy matrimony.. The Service will be held in #FenixCastle and Kylus will be presiding. This Invitation extends to ALl Citizens of Arangoth, Loreil, Asyr, and All surrounding realms. At No time will Any instigation of Combat be allowed. If Anyonr attemts anything, ((Assasinate a guest, assasinate the Bride or Groom, Kidnap any guest or Bride or Groom, Etc.)) THey will be Forcively Ousted from the Castle entirely by the assigned Guards. Thank you all in Advance, Hope to see you all there. Simon Horus Phoenix, and Lady Viskaya Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 18:14:15 -0500 (CDT) From: [email protected] (L.Sawyer) Subject: okay did it work earlyer i spoke to angelsin about how the list won't work fo rme so i tried something angelsin said would work and i wanna see if it works so can at least somoene mail [email protected] if they see this oh and juts to add somthing to the list and sence people don't know this stagg was killed by maznafein even though i didn't expect it he didn't use any god PC moves or anything like that so he is dead dead=dead which is why i have been stilling around as not stagg until i find insperation in a place that is always the same (my house) and yes my grammor does suck mostly cuz i don't care enough to bother wich it when writeing stuff like this Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 16:23:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Follow-up From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Wed, 03 Jul 1996 14:59:19 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: Follow-up Jul`kair stalks thru the shadows, till he finally sees the BlackFens Castle once again....this time he knows what to do.... During that night, Jul`Kair managed to scale the walls of the Castle, bypass each of the alarms set up thru out the castle to prevent exactly what he is trying to do now.... Jul`Kair encountered each guard seperately from any other, and using the power of surprise and a sharp dagger slit the throat of each guard he encountered...leaving a trail of blood and gore behind him....he manages to see the his final target, one of the Honor Guards to Kaejo Ruatha....and with sudden surprise he manages to take the guard down quietly and quickly...., the Guard merely unconcious at the moment, he steals thru the main hallway with the guard firmly over his shoulder. Jul`Kair arrives in the main grand Hall, where the Lord of the Castle would sit......and it is here, he sets the guard up, in the chair, and disembowels him completely....using the guards own intestines to tie him to the chair....and too ensure the guard lingers on for the entire night, sets three potions of magical healing nearby as they slowly drip their contents into his wounds, healing them, and then the wounds slowly reopen again....the guard come in and out of conscious...moaning lightly.... Jul`Kair, then sets the dagger with the message firmly into the padding on the other chair, where Menolly would sit...Jul`Kair reads over the message once more, just to ensure it says what it needs..... Lord Ruatha of the BlackFens; The Clan of the Sunaj, bid you Good Day....we hope, that your are Aware that we are now in possession of your Wife and Child....you will join the Asyr in secret and aid them in any manner that they wish, for if not....you will recieve the head, brains, and intestines of your child first, and if you fail again, then your wifes....Do not disappoint us, and tell no one of this, or we will surely have some fun training ur child and wife as Sunaj. Your New Allies. Jul`Kair ponders it for a moment.....hmmmm, sounds good enough, hope he buys it..... Jul`Kair quickly moves back thru the castle and back to the outer walls, where he once again, scales the walls, landing silently on the outer walls....he snickers for a moment..."Almost too easy...oh well....back to the Inn, for the coming Fireworks or the next few nights"..... ************************************************ -Sun`zen(former Sunaj) {I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) -in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and wish to it, that we grow and become better. ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Wed, 3 Jul 1996 19:43:35 -0500 From: [email protected] (TRM Pendrake and Mysha) Subject: Alliances Unto TRM Arangoth, the Honourable BlackDragon,and AngelSin,and the Good People of the Realm of Arangoth come greetings and salutations from Pendrake,Rex Caern Rhia, and Mysha, Regina Caern Rhia: Noble Cousins: It has come to Our attention that the borders of Your fair lands, lands which once We called home,lands to which We still owe an allegiance and fealty of heart, have come under the attack of the Asyri. It is thus Our wish at this time to formally declare our alliance,and allegiance to Arangoth,and to place at your service any and all resources We hold. While our fighting force remains depleted due to the recent events which brought Us to the thrones, pray know ye We hereby place them at your beck and call, as well as make available to you any supplies We hold of which you may have need. We, Our forces, and Our personal house stand ready to join with you at your request. By Our Hands, this day, Pendrake Mysha Rex Caern Rhia Regina Caern Rhia Date: Thu, 04 Jul 1996 17:38:08 -0500 From: Jimmie Bragdon <[email protected]> Subject: Sure is quiet in here... *The mun sticks his head into the empty mailbox* Hello?...ello?...lo?...lo?....? Hmm..mm.....mm *With much difficulty, he manages to get it back out* Hmmm...it's too quiet in here...what to do... *Spies an unopened package of Black Cats on the shelf and grins, Grabbing them he runs out the door.* Later.... *He walks up to a black, metal mailbox with some writing on the side, it reads, "LOTTS" Opening it up, he places all 200 firecrackers inside, and lights the fuse, giggling maniacallly. He runs off as the firecrackers explode, each with a loud metallic ring to it.* Hope he wasn't sleepin' ;) ========================================================== // Jimmie Bragdon | [email protected] | /\ \\ \\ User Administrator | www.io.com/~jimmie | / \ // // Illuminati Online | | / () \ \\ \\ ============================================= / \ // /________\ Date: Thu, 4 Jul 1996 22:26:43 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Sure is quiet in here... StEvE *would* react to the explosions, but he was too busy pouncing through fireworks and getting the hell burned out of him...now he comes in to check his mail and to brush off the ashes and charred pieces of his shirt and shorts....the next morning, he walsk to his mailbox, seening poor Milfred the Mailbox torn asunder by someones reckless and sick sense of humor....as he crumples to his knees he looks to the sky, screaming out the only person who could have dont this... "JIM-MMMMIEEEEE!!!!!! WHY?!?! WHY?!?!" He falls to the ground weeping over Milfreds remains.... Date: Thu, 04 Jul 1996 22:37:44 -0400 (EDT) From: "Hudson's Petting Zoo" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: TO SYLVIA!!!!!!!!! That was me off key.. Raych ---- Eric Hudson, mundane of Sir Raych Kjeldoran IV [email protected] [email protected] - ICACCS Big Mac, Felafel, and a side of fries. -James Taylor, "Slap Leather," 1991 ---- Date: Thu, 4 Jul 1996 22:13:35 -0500 From: [email protected] (TRM Pendrake and Mysha) Subject: *sigh* Oooookay.... Now that all the fireworks are over, is anyone else as bored as I am??? Wake up people..someone do something! PLEASE!!!! OR I'll be forced to molest Pendrake! :) *huggs* Mysha! Date: Thu, 4 Jul 1996 22:15:02 -0500 From: [email protected] (TRM Pendrake and Mysha) Subject: RE:*sigh* The first person that actually DOES something,and stops her from molesting me is DEAD MEAT! 8) Pendrake Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 00:11:24 -0400 From: Dave Crampton <[email protected]> Subject: RE:*sigh* >The first person that actually DOES something,and stops her from molesting >me is DEAD MEAT! 8) > >Pendrake > *Dave sits in front of his computer and chugs Dew and types.... Whoops, I did something. Heheheheh... *Dave runs for his life....tossing cans of spam behind him.... -- Dave Crampton AKA Dark Vampyre "The Blood is the Life" - Dracula "Blood is like wine..." - Bush "I don't know how to be bad at being bad." - The Vampire Lestat "Call me what you will....." - Metallica "That's just one of my names...." - Bush Dave's too cool Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/ The #RedFang Bar's Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/RedFang/ Date: Thu, 4 Jul 1996 21:13:09 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: RE:*sigh* At 10:15 PM 7/4/96 -0500, you wrote: > > >The first person that actually DOES something,and stops her from molesting >me is DEAD MEAT! 8) > >Pendrake > :::gets out her video camera and heads over to Mysha and Pendrake's apartment to record the ummmm fun :::::::~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 00:31:46 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> cc: [email protected], [email protected] Subject: Happy Independence Day! *Staggering from their castle and still Grinning from ear to ear with their Honeymoon, Simon and Viskaya join Fireice out in the courtyard in front of the Castle, the ground covered with hundreds of round tubes, strings extending from them all to one central cord. As one, they strike the Biggest Match in the world, and watch as the fuses burn into the tubes, running for cover in the Castle throne room at the last second. Suddenly, the Skies of Arangoth, Asyr, and all the surrounding realms (I can't remember the names of them all) are Blindingly ablase with Multiples of Every Form of Fireworks Imagunable, and a few Magic types of Simon's and FireIce's concoction..* *Simon takes a deep breath, then shouts...* "Let this Display Serve as an Example of What Independence Day means Not Only to the Earth Realm, But to All Kingdoms of THis Realm as Well! We are All Free to Live As our Own nation. We Have the Right to Live as Different People under Different Rulers, And, When Oppressed, We Have the Right To Rise Up and Fight Back Against Anyone who would Oppress our Nations!" *Viskaya smiles to her newlywed husband...* "Well Spoken, Love..." *Simon looks towards Asyr...* "I just hope it did not fall upon deaf ears...." *FireIce places a reassuring hand on Simon's shoulder.* "I dinnae believe Any ear was Deaf te thine Words, Simon..." ***Over in Asyr...*** *Xandur and Zantoth see the Asyri skies ablaze with the Fireworks from Arangoth, then hear the Air Ring with Simon's words...* ***At the Arangoth and Asyr War Camps...*** *Asyri and Arangothian alike look skyward, remembering what it was like to live as separate, independent Kingdoms, do they yearn for an End to this war?* ***At the Prison camp where AngelSin and Narisa are held...*** *Dellila finds herself caught off-guard by the Fireworks from Arangoth, then growls deep as Simon's words echo over the realm...* "Damn! Doesn't that Stubborn Arse Know when to give up?" *ANgelSin and Narisa peek ou from their tents, seing the Fireworks as well, then hearing Sinon's echoing speech.. AngelSIn turns to Dellila* "Like my Husband, and like Spectre, Simon also does not know the meaning of the words `Give Up.' Even if you Kill us, He will Not stop until All oppressors of Arangoth have been sent back in Defeat, or destroyed." *Dellila spins Angrily to AngelSin, then stops, wondering if maybe, just maybe Simon really is more of a threat than she figured?* ((No, this is NOT a Part of the Plot, But, I felt it was appropriate on this day we Celebrate our Country's Independence to give us all, Asyri, Arangothian, and all peoples a reminder of what we face, and what we are fighting for...)) SimnFenix, FireIce, and Viskaya. ((Please don't be mad, Andie, I had to do this.)) ((FireIce, Thanks for helping me have an Enjoyable July 4th!)) ((Laura, Happy Independence day, to the Mun of my Wife!)) Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 00:54:29 -0500 From: [email protected] (Fadi and Rainault) Subject: RE:*sigh* > > >>The first person that actually DOES something,and stops her from molesting >>me is DEAD MEAT! 8) >> >>Pendrake >> >*Dave sits in front of his computer and chugs Dew and types.... > >Whoops, I did something. Heheheheh... > >*Dave runs for his life....tossing cans of spam behind him.... > "Hehehe....to late." Pendrake says as he gasps for air. He walks to the window only to be pulled down on the bed again. "More!!!" Mysha demands "NOW!!" ((And you thought it was IC 8) )) Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 02:55:11 -0500 (CDT) From: [email protected] (Stagg's old mun) Subject: COWS GONE MAD and a new character ERP! Now about a character i have been useing lately. Thews yes that one is me useing a paranoid possesed sometimes character that hears voises. Thews looks like he is made of thick grass and his skin is more like dirt then anything else. He has his reason for being like this his family owned some money to a mage but never paid this mage was almost as insane as he is so he decided to burn down his home for the family not paying. During this burning his whole family burnt down but he was outside playing. He was found and made into the chia person he is. So he doesn't like anyone who uses magic and being on his own that long left him a little damaged sence he was so young when it happened. Also a deamon though his grass like body was very nice so it possesed him one day but never gained control due to it being a weak deamon possesing him. And when i use him i am IC i don't mean what i do even though i am annoying with him and the only time i mean something i have a () aorund it (i can't spell what those are today. Yes my spelling and punchation proabley suck though this whole letter but well i don't read this over and am to busy hopeing it goes through to the list when i send it. Okay there i said alot but not to much about him. Stagg's Ex mun and Thews new one twice as anoying ic for half price "Bad nineteen fiftyies homosexual sterotype." Kids in the Hall "This is the second most exciting thing I've ever held in my hand." Third Rock from the Sun "The Swiss are invadeing" The Tick Date: Fri, 05 Jul 1996 12:11:27 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: A NOTE ON YPAGES Hi, working on the million entries I got for the Yellow pages now...one thing..It is EXTREMELY difficult to do, especcially when I have to put all the code in myself..so I'm going to have to limit Nickmames to the 3 MAJOR ones you use...some have sent me 6 nicknames plus! I've got like 40 entries sent plus multiply that by the number of nicks people have.. This is gonna take me awhile :/ me and my bright ideas'.. heheheh anyway thanks... **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 10:30:44 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: Re: COWS GONE MAD and a new character ::glares at Staggs mun:: HEY! Only *I* can use a kids in the hall sig!! --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 13:29:52 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> cc: [email protected], [email protected] Subject: Wedding Logs On Wednesday, July 3rd at 12: Midnight, Emperor Simon Horus Phoenix of Phoenecia, and Lady Viskaya Felina, now Empress Viskaya Felina Phoenix were united in Holy Matrimony, under the Presiding of FireIce, Priestess of the Elements. If Anyone who did attend, or who Missed the Wedding would care for a Log of the Wedding, Please send an Individual E-Mail to Me to my Address, Not to the List. THere are 2 versions of the Log. One is the one I'll distribute to whoever asks, which is the trimmed down Log, showing just the Wedding. The Other is the Raw Log, the Behind-the-Scenes Version. Sorry, but I'm Not gonna send That one out without the Permission of Fireice and Viskaya, who will each get a copy of the Raw Log. Our Sincerest thanks for all who Attended the Ceremony, and allowing it to be a Peaceful one. Emperor Simon Horus Phoenix Empress Viskaya Felina Phoenix Lady FireIce Date: Fri, 05 Jul 1996 14:58:29 -0400 From: Zantoth Dryanthos <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Back at Camp Zantoth walked out of the tent, his face in a slight sneer. It was most evident to those he passed by that he was in a very bad mood, and seeing that they stayed out of his way. He made his way back to his command post, getting wetter in each passing moment. After a few moments, he reached the command post. Sevral soldgers were stationed there, and they stood at attention as soon as he enter. Zantoth looked at one of them, and have him a glare from his black eyes. "You...find me our two most powerful mages...*now*. The Prefect wants this dammed rain stopped...and it seems that I have no choice but to do what he wishes." The soldger ran out in to the rain....away to the tents of the more powerful mages. Zantoth took out a map case, and unrolled it. The map was a large map of Arangoth....already divided up in to provences. He chuckled, looking at the large chunk of land he had already given himself. "Prefect Zantoth..." he said under his breath, "I would no longer have to put up with Xan-." At that moment, a large drop of water hit his map, smearing the ink of which he used to divy up Arangoth..and creating a small hole in the map. As this happened, he looked at the map, and then he stood up, and began to rip it up, all the time screaming "Get me someone who can help me stop this dammed rain! Right now!!!" The soldgers looked at him strangly, yet by now knew not to question his actions. Only a few moments later, two black robed mages walked in, and bowed to him. "Goodevening, Magelord" they said, nealy in unison. "Goodeve. Now...tell me. Can you incompitants stop this dammed rain!?" "Magelord..." one of them spoke, "we are healing the troops, they must not be weary for the comming battle" Zantoth replied quietly. "I care not about the comming battle, *mage*. I want to know how many it will take to stop this rain. Tell me...and tell me *now*." His pacience, evidently, had ran out. "Bu-..I-" the mage stammerd for a moment. "*Now*, mage," Zantoth said. "Uh...fifteen, sir." "Fifteen!!!" Zantoth walked up to him, looking down at him. "This is your responciblty now, mage. Your reward for completing this task is you will not become my slave. If you fail....you will be wearing the slave collar." The mage gulped. "Now, mage....as soon as the spells are ready to be cast, call me. You have one hour to prepair them. I would not want to leave a casting of this importance to incompatants such as yourself..." Zantoth spit in the already weting sand before the mage. "Dismissed." Both mages ran out of the tent, one a bit more nervous then the other. Zantoth walked over to an hourglass, and turned it over, begining to time the mage. "<m> One hour..." As he said that, another drop hit Zantoth on the head..and then another..and another..... Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 15:33:25 -0500 (CDT) From: [email protected] (Stagg's old mun) Subject: Re: COWS GONE MAD and a new character > > >::glares at Staggs mun:: HEY! Only *I* can use a kids in the hall sig!! Oh i never noticed you had one well now that i can send the the list I SHALL use wanna my faveriote lines even though i don't watch enough TV for a really long sig the one they said my line was a really good kids in the hall oh and simnit's okay that he isn't helping you tome simn down i didn't make a weirdo character to help you anyway one more thing the topic almost doesn't make sence so moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo (mun is still happy that he can finaly add to the list now) Stagg's used to be mun or should that be used to be Stagg's mun "Bad ninteen fifties homosexual sterotype" Kids in the Hall "This is the second most exciting thing I've ever held in my hand" Third Rock from the Sun "The Swiss are invadeing The Tick Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 15:36:35 -0500 (CDT) From: [email protected] (Stagg's old mun) Subject: Re: A NOTE ON YPAGES Yea, oh, and my nicks and stuff well they have been through alota changes. Yea alota changes. how am i supposed to send that stuff to you again? Stagg's used to be mun or should that be used to be Stagg's mun "Bad ninteen fifties homosexual sterotype" Kids in the Hall "This is the second most exciting thing I've ever held in my hand" Third Rock from the Sun "The Swiss are invadeing The Tick Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 16:04:24 -0600 From: [email protected] (Xandur) Subject: Re: Hell hath no fury.................. .Dellila dismounts >her horse and walks up to the Asyr guard:: "I'm here to see Prefect Xandur" > >::The guard nods:: "Aye M'lady he's expecting ye" >::She looks at him curiously:: "he is?" shrugs and slips into Xandur's tent >She sees him standing in his large tent overlooking some maps..his back to her. >"G'morn M'lord" she purrs.. I come baring gifts" The Prefect spins quickly hearing the familiar female voice, his cloak whipping to his shoulder, revealing a shiny adamantite breastplate. His eyes meet Dellila's, holding them in a brief battle of ambitious wills. She doesn't flinch. Grinning as he spies her company, Xandur bellows with laughter. "Well well well.. if it isn't ~honorable~ Queen AngelSin herself!" The Prefect bows sarcastically. "Welcome to my battle tent, your exhalted-ness. I would offer more comfort, and will, once I sit on your throne." AngelSin spat, inside her fury exploded in her veins. As she sucked in her breath to verbally retaliate, Dellila's backhand smacked her lips sending her to the dirt. "Silence, bitch. You listen here." Xandur couldn't hide his pleasure; it seeped from inside in his twisted grin. "I.. underestimated your talents... Dellila. Queen AngelSin is a prize I thought not to attain before wrecking Castle Black." His tongue raced across his leathery lips in thought. "Prefect," Dellila broke in, "the queen is not alone.. this.. younger wretch.. is the queen's sister, Narisa." "Sister?!" Xandur howled, "and I thought you brought her for Magelord Zantoth... His tastes are more... delicate.. than mine.." Xandur's eyes moved over AngelSin, burning with hatred and worse. Snapping from thoughts of his fortune, the Prefect stepped closer to Dellila. Whispering beneath earshot of the others, he asked, "What do you want for them? I don't expect you come to drop them off and ride away. Your price? lady?" Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 19:45:00 -0400 From: Dave Crampton <[email protected]> Subject: Family Members To all of my Kindred: I propose a meeting to discuss our positions, ambitions, and power. Weather this meeting be in Arangoth or in Detroit, I don't care. Respond to me in private channels. It would be to your benifit to attend, my Kindred, my Brethren. Eternally Dark, Stalker -- Dave Crampton AKA Dark Vampyre "The Blood is the Life" - Dracula "Blood is like wine..." - Bush "I don't know how to be bad at being bad." - The Vampire Lestat "Call me what you will....." - Metallica "That's just one of my names...." - Bush Dave's too cool Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/ The #RedFang Bar's Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/RedFang/ Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 20:07:36 -0700 From: [email protected] (Timothy McKee ) Subject: Re: Hell hath no fury.................. Date: Fri, 5 Jul 1996 23:26:44 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Hell hath no fury.................. **opens the mail from [email protected] (Timothy McKee) only to see that it is utterly, completely, and especially, empty....he shakes the email envelope only to see that there is nothing there at all....** is this some sort of sick joke? i get all hyper cause i get to open another email and *sniff* im....im *tricked* by tsome *sniff* heartless....*sniffle* i...i cant go on... **runs off, weeping between maddened giggles** StEvE Date: Sat, 06 Jul 1996 13:16:51 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: Ode to ..um..well what just popped in my head... The heart it wanders searching.. for it's home and joining soul known now that fate is working but it's path blurred and not known The mind it reaches out to the other one it knows the life not sure what this is about but the love is what it shows The eyes that only wish to see the sight in which it dreams the heart that only wants to be part of the wish it deems The hands that ache to feel the touch of passions hightened hold The lips that dream to kiss the others' the story waiting to be told The hope that stretches into years The dreams that never end The answer not to far away but waiting an eternety to spend The ears that hear only silence but the heart that hears the song The soul awaits it's destiny The being soon to be where it belongs **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Sat, 6 Jul 1996 09:25:01 -0500 From: [email protected] (Elysiad and ALAQRB) Subject: Re: Hell hath no fury.................. Elysiad opens the email of the one called (Timothy McKee). She looks in the envelope three or four time. "How Anti-CLIMATIC," as she sighs deeply, "perhaps is was a PREMATURE EMAILUATION. So typical of these foolish mortal men these days." ALAQRB shambles in as only he can, "Something of worth pet?" Elysiad turns to ALAQRB and smiles as only she can, "No, nothing of IMPOTENCE. Just typical mortal INFERTILITY." Elysiad walks to ALAQRB and wraps her arms around him seductively. ALAQRB slides his hands down Elysiad's.... *****THIS HAS BEEN EDITED OUT DUE TO THE EXESSIVE SEXUAL CONTENT ***** Elysiad walks away smiling at ALAQRB as she puts her clothes back on. ALAQRB turns to the mortal who wrote that email, "Thank you mortal (Timothy McKee), I enjoyed your letter IMMENSELY. Good day." Date: Sat, 6 Jul 1996 12:09:23 -0700 (MST) From: [email protected] (Stan) Subject: an oath Aystan pulled his hair back and brushed the strands of loose hair from his face. He glanced up at the great Castle Black that towered in the distance. He bowed his head and unsheathed his blade. The young paladin then thrust Lumina, his Holy Avenger, into the ground. He rested his right hand on her hilt and proceeded to then kneel down and close his eyes. " Your Majesty, the great king Blkdragon of Arangoth... I know not if you know me, but I have vowed to protect you and her highness... The Asyrians must pay for their treachery... The queen will be rescued and return unharmed. I would vow this to you personally, but I know I'm nay allowed in thy castle..." Aystan stands slowly and looks at the castle. " I wish to help ye m'lord... For I'm sure to fail alone... But, how can a lowly warrior as myself join up with the elite army of a great king?" Aystan sighed heavily. " I know I'm unworthy to join you m'leige, but, I have nothing other than my sword to offer as help... No matter what your general's decision is, whether to allow me to join the army or not, I'll still fight for the glory of Arangoth, and for Queen Angelsin..." He then sheathed his blade and gazed at the sunset. " Soon the evils will leave this land... Arangoth will emerge victorious!" He stood looking onward, his dark hair swaying gently in the wind. A smile came across his young face when he saw the beauty of the realm from his high position. " This land is worth dying for... For its people and the safety of their children... " The paladin turned around and slowly walked away, pondering his next move. Date: Sat, 06 Jul 1996 14:36:43 -0500 From: Brad Plumb <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Post names of the Asri (Long version) At 09:01 AM 7/2/96 -0700, you wrote: > > > She let the thought trail off, there would be plently of time >for thoughts of death as the war >progresses. She had to think of a way for all this confusion to be >avoided. Perhaps a wanted >poster, printing all of the known Asri names. Quickning stood up and >went to Horace, who was >the bar keep for this eve. > "Horace," Quick asked "Do ya have pen and parchment handy?" > "Aye." Said Horace. Then he went work cleaning some mugs. > Quick sighed loudly "Well can I barrow some?" Horace smirked and >retrieved a paper and >parchment from the behind the bar. Quickning took the pen and parchment. >Then blinked. "Uh >Horace, do ya have any Ink?" > Horace gave her a sly smile. "Weeell, there's the rub...Ink will >cost ya." Quick rolled her >eyes and paid Horace a silver. Once Horace had gotten the out the ink >she set to work. > >She wrote: To Warden OneStab > Would you please post the Names of know Asri. That may ease some of >the tension in the >city of Arangoth. This will be for the higher good of Arangoth as well >as the patrons of the >BLKDRAGON inn. > > Arangoth Forever, > Storm Quickning. > (Insert a big flourish here ) > > > > > > >>From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of >Quickning > Uhhh well actually the asyri are an entire kingdom, unless you just want the names of Asyri characters. BrAd PlUmB Silvan of Shadowdale "Yes sir before joining the Royal Space force I admit to being nowhere at all." - Wings of Honnemaise "The only thing I fear, is Keyser Soze" - The Usual Suspects "The greatest weapon of the fascist is the tolerance of the pacifist" - Suicidal Tendencies "Ours is the kingdom of steel" - ManOwar Date: Sat, 06 Jul 1996 23:16:32 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: The Negotiations begin.... ::Dellila grins..things didn't go quite as expected in the last few days, but she was no a step closer to realizing her "Destiny" as she deemed it. She brushes up against him as she passes by going back over to Angel. She lightly lifts Angel's chin looking at her only to have Angel damn near bite her hand off. She frowns shoving Angel to the floor:: "I said be careful chit, one word from me and your sister's blood covers this tent" She spins around looking again to Xandur.. "There are a couple prices I wish paid.. A boon or two if you will. First thing, I need help in destroying Blkdragon, he has powers I hadn't anticipating.. Second ..." she walks up to Xandur leaning in close, standing on her tiptoes to reach his ear with her lips....she purrs "I want to ye to marry me" ::Angel's eyes widen with disgust leaning up off the ground ..Narisa stands there silent with her head looking at her feet..pale and still in shock over Spectre:: ::Angel looks at them both:: "Oh, how romantic" her words drip with sarcasm. "Shall I make sure that when Blk gets here and destroys every last one o' ye that ye are both buried side by side?" **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Sat, 6 Jul 1996 21:06:46 -0400 From: [email protected] (Black) Subject: ::The Batle to come::: :::A black figure stalks the hall of the castle brooding upon recent occurances:: Damn that witch, she will pay for her insolence and her affornt to me, Noone slaps me in the face and lives to tell tales of it, When my wife is freed there will be nowhere upon the planes where she is safe or any of her allies, head will roll and line the ramparts of the Inn and castle, None shall be spared, i shall decree this in public and all shall know my anger... ::Stalks off to his labratory with a smirk intent upon setting his plan into action::: Date: Sun, 7 Jul 1996 00:33:54 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: ::The Batle to come::: *Simon knocks on the Castle Door..* "Your Highness, King BlkDragon, We need to Speak!" *Simon, Fireice, and now Empress Viskaya stand outside the castle walls... Simon, having long been close with BlkDragon, sends him a thought..: "I can help you find AngelSin, but, I need your help for us to succeed." *The trio waits outside the Castle, awaiting his Majesty's response.* SimnFenix, Viskaya, and FireIce On Sat, 6 Jul 1996, Black wrote: > > > :::A black figure stalks the hall of the castle brooding upon recent > occurances:: > Damn that witch, she will pay for her insolence and her affornt to me, Noone > slaps me in the face and lives to tell tales of it, When my wife is freed > there will be nowhere upon the planes where she is safe or any of her > allies, head will roll and line the ramparts of the Inn and castle, None > shall be spared, i shall decree this in public and all shall know my anger... > > ::Stalks off to his labratory with a smirk intent upon setting his plan into > action::: > Date: Sun, 07 Jul 1996 03:46:00 -0400 From: Ash <[email protected]> Subject: Myn to the rescue..er something.. Myn had kepted quiet the entire time.. she was so scared at seeing her beloved Nanny killed she had not been able to teleport and a mental message from Menolly had kept her quiet and still all this time.. now that the bad man was gone.. she looks around at her surroundings. The bad mean man who she thoughts was her freind and her daddy's freind.. who had the pretty armor.. had taken them here and then hit her mommy.. knocking her out. Myn had pretended to be asleep so he had not hit her, and now she was awake and alone. Walking over to menolly myn shakes her shoulder. "Mommy?.. Mommy wake up.. Mommy i'm scared" Looking at Menolly pleadingly Myn starts to cry.. "Mommy.. MOMMY . mommy are you DEAD???" *Myn shakes harder, Menolly's limp body moving beneath her small hands* *Menolly coughs but then doesn't move anymore* Myn satisfyed that mommy isn't dead looks around her area trying to figure out where she is.. finally she registers all the outside noise and how this place is the strangest she's ever seen. Childish wonder taking place of her fears for a moment she runs through the room ooo'ing at the strange items.. the glowing trees that are only a few feet taller than her, the minisuns in each room.. standing transfixed for 2 whole minutes staring at one til her eyes saw spots and she had to look away. Running into another part of this large place oddly not seeing any more bad people or any people at all she stops and peers around. The floor is coverd in square "rocks" and is smooth, it feeling cold on her bare feet, she pads around the room and looks in the large circular contianer in the middle, standing up on her tip toes she peers in wondering what this empty thing is.. "Hmmm if you filled it with water you could cook a HUGE stew..almost enough to feed all the people of the inn! " The rest of the rooms in the area are all identical to hers she was placed in.. after a large amount of exploreing and beign scared by the big NOISEY monster at the end of the hall.. that moaned and shined she ran back to mommy hearing Menolly letting out a frantic call for her daughter. ~* Ash *~ Date: Sun, 7 Jul 1996 03:48:32 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: The Negotiations begin.... *Outside of Castle Black, only Fireice and Simon remain of the party to see BlkDragon, as Viskaya has returned to Hers and Simon's castle to tend to her children, now Simon's stepchildren... For a moment, Simon turns worried eyes towards his castle... Since the Wedding, Takhisis no longer had a curse upon him, and released the Soul of who would have ben his Empress years ago to Paladine's Paradise.. In return, Simon granted Takhisis freedom from him, releasing her to whatever whims she has from this time forth... Now, the Abyss around his castle is quiet, yet still a dangerous obstacle into his castle...* *Fireice watches Simon with concern...* "Dinnae worry yeself, Simon. Xandur is after Arangoth, not ye..." *Simon looks over to Fireice..* "I still chose to stand in his way of Arangoth... Hopefully, I've given him enough reason to be wary of me." *FireIce shakes her head....* "Ye done all ye can, Simon... We both have... Now we need others...." *Simon again looks in the direction of his Castle...* "If Xandur or any dare set foot there, they'll wish Takhisis was the one who stopped them.." *Looks down...* "Even so, I cannot help but feel helpless in all this...." *Turns to see if Blkragon has responded?* SimnFenix and FireIce Date: Sun, 07 Jul 1996 05:39:25 -0500 From: Jimmie Bragdon <[email protected]> Subject: The Hunt Begins ::OOC: This covers the past several days of Spectre's activities in Arangoth:: After returning from Castle Black and finding the Queen and Narisa missing, Spectre meditates in his room. He sits on the floor facing the fire, thick smoke from the bowl of incense mixed with hashish swirls around him and fills the room. He calms and centers in on himself, focusing his rage then loosing it, banishing it from his thoughts. "Emotion clouds instinct, and is but a hinderance" He intones this several times while breathing slowly, eyes closed. He slowly opens his eyes and looks into the fire, "It'll have to wait 'til whoever is responisble is at the end of my blade." After a short while, he begins to gather his equipment, pausing as he reaches a long, wooden case. He shakes his head, and finishes gathering his equipment. When he goes downstairs to the Inn, he hears that the King has returned, and heads back towards the castle to speak with him. After much searching and many questions, he traces the king back to the Inn, where they speak. Afterwards, Spectre heads out the door, heading north, towards the desert. "Now that is my kind of monarch. Just as I had heard, strong-willed and vengeful. If we both locate them at the same time, there shall be little left of the poor sods." He sets upon an even, steady pace and begins to try and figure out who committed the deed. "The Asyri are the obvoius choice, since there was a raid the night of the ball, but that was far on the border. Which means it was likely someone already within the borders. A scout, or a spy. I know that annoying Trigon has his hand in this, he even told me he was a spy for them, and I have his insignia to prove it. He couldn't have Narisa here, so he's had her kidnapped along with the queen. The Queen for ransom, and Narisa for himself. But who did he get to do it?" He ponders as he crosses the dark landscape, a shadow in the night. "Who else?" He tries to remember faces from the Inn in the past week. "Hmm.. maybe. I wonder what she's up to? What was her name? Delina? Dellila..yes. She headed out for Rhy'Dhin last night..what was she doing there tonight? Passing through...bah...I knew she was up to something, but is it any more than robbery? I'll have to watch her as well." He continues on, the landscape slipping by him, as he enters the cold desert. ========================================================== // Jimmie Bragdon | [email protected] | /\ \\ \\ User Administrator | www.io.com/~jimmie | / \ // // Illuminati Online | | / () \ \\ \\ ============================================= / \ // /________\ Date: Sun, 07 Jul 1996 10:41:31 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: A Bargain is struck... :Angel's eyes widen with disgust..Narisa stands there silent with her head looking at her feet..pale and still in shock over Spectre:: ::Angel looks at them both:: "Oh, how romantic" her words drip with sarcasm."Shall I make sure that when Blk gets here and destroys every last one o' ye that ye are both buried side by side?" Shifting his ebony eyes, peering over Dellila's shoulder at AngelSin, an icy reply bites at the Queen. "Too bad I cannot offer to bury you beside your King. BLKDRAGON will not be interred, but left as crow bait upon the field. You, on the other hand, will likely die pleasing one of my dutiful warriors, forthwith be cremated, and your ashes spread over Asyr's infinite sand ocean. Save your breaths, Exhalted-ness. They are numbered." ::Angel's eyes widen as her mouth is covered.. Her stomache drops..**Blk please..hurry..I shall take my own life and that of this child before I let one of those swines take my body** she thinks ::Narisa doesn't fight her guard..instead she stares off into seemingly no where..a single tear making it's way down her cheek:: Finishing his rebuke, Xandur nodded to his guard. Two massive Asyri stepped forward, grabbing Angel and Narisa by the arm, then slapping gloved hands over their mouths. "I agree, Prefect." Dellila scoffs. "The Queen babbles her idle threats incessantly. And we have agreements to....." Xandur cuts her off, raising his own gauntlet to her mouth. "BLKDRAGON is a threat, but Asyr is not without weapons to cope. He will die as the rest, when we are ready." Xandur's grip tightened around Dellila, his palm pinning her lips to her teeth just painfully. "As for marriage," the Prefect grins wryly, hiding truths about Asyri culture obviously unknown to this wonderfully talented and naive prey, "I accept. But only ~after~ the Arangoth campaign successfully complete. Until then, my betrothed, the Queen and her sister need escorts to Avandil. They will be secure there." Lowering his hand from her lips, he concludes, "I bid you accompany our 'guests' to my city. The guards," he signals two restraining Angel and Narisa, "go as well. Make haste, Dellila, our enemies will be searching for their Queen." ::Dellila smiles, estatic she bows low to Xandur:: "As you wish M'lord" ::Inside she reels with delight..**Your Destiny is coming Dellila...soon ye will have all the power ye so deserve.**her mind whirls :.She spins around on her heel and leads the guards out of the tent..: ::As Angel is moved she manages to free her mouth from the guards glove and screams over her shoulder:: "Xandur! I'll see you in Hell!!!!" **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Mon, 08 Jul 1996 00:23:48 From: [email protected] (Queen of Arangoth) Subject: Back at Castle Black.... ::The guards lower the drawbridge and march out:: "Oh" one says "Ye ain't an Asry..good eve Sir Simon...da king ain't here..he's off searchin for da Queen and da princess...now tain't safe round these parts for ye and the lady" nods to Fireice. ::The guards turn and march back into the castle bringing the drawbridge back up:: **************************************************************************** ***************************** Her Royal Majesty AngelSin aka Alysia Draconoris Muthoris Vostanoth Queen of Arangoth May our souls be blessed and our land be rich with love, peace and prosperity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's a community with a life of it's own! Date: Sun, 7 Jul 1996 19:20:48 -0700 (MST) From: [email protected] (Stan) Subject: Castle Aystan stood for awhile in the distance of Castle Black, undecided whether to dare approuch the great castle. He sighed and shake his head, " If I'm to be of any help to his majesty, I'll need to visit his estate and hold an audiance with him..." The paladin nodded and begin his journey to the castle. As he approuched the walls of the castle, he spotted two figures in the distance. Unaware of who they were, he stepped forward catiously. He could distinguish that one was a male and the other a female. Aystan moved silently forward, watching the two carefully. He then recognized the male to be Simnfenix, but he could not recognize the woman. He then smiled and approuched the two. As he approuched them, he noticed that Simon lowered his head and spoke to the woman. He said, "Even so, I cannot help but feel helpless in all this..." Aystan walked up to the two and smiled. "Well Met Simon! I'm unsure if you remember me, but I was at thy wedding... I'm here to see if I can be of any help to the king..." He then turned to face the door, wondering how he would be allowed to enter the great castle. " I'm afraid I'm nay royal enough to enter. But, I hope the king will allow me to assist him..." turns to face Simon and asks," So, what brings you here m'lord?" Date: Sun, 7 Jul 1996 20:17:58 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: changed my addy and etc... Well...anyone who thought, at one time or another, to write me or whatever, ive changed email addys...so if you need to get a hold of me (or warn me that someone else is trying to get a hold of me and give me some time to get away) write me here...blah d`fragging blah =) StEvE o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 00:17:09 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Castle *Simon looks to Aystan, a light smile crrossing his face...* "Good to see you too, Aysttan, Like you, I too have come to assist his Majesty, following a Vow I made to BlkDragon And AngelSin long before Arangoth was founded, back when we were residents in RhyDin..." *Simon turns to FireIce...* "FireIce, this is Aystan, I believe you may remember him geing at the Wedding?" *FireIce looks to Aystan, seeming to gaze into him for a few moments...* "Aye, Simon, I do recognize the lad." *Simon turns back to Aystan...* "You seek Entry with us? I doubt you need our Escort to gain admittance, though I admit it seems to take quite an amount to gain his Majesty's attantion nowadays.. Not surprising as his mind is preoccupied, and... cluttered...." "What do ye see, Simon?" *FireIce asks...* "I see the Power needed to bring down the Asyri once and for all, the Strength to face Xandur and his minions, yet, it is raw and untamed from fear and worry... He needs some confidence, some sign that there is a chance for Arangoth..." "Aye, and we have..." *Fireice begins, but is interrupted by Simon's gently finger on her lips...* "We have a duty to their Majesties to assure their safety..." *Simon finishes her statement, unsure as to the presence of other ears...* *Simon turns again to the Castle....* "Simon Horus Phoenix, and Lady FireIce to See His majesty, King BlkDragon!" *Simon turns to Aystan...* "Have faith, show faith, and Blk will show faith in you." SimnFenix and FireIce Date: Sun, 7 Jul 1996 22:41:41 -0700 (MST) From: [email protected] (Stan) Subject: Entrance? Aystan smiles slightly at Simon's words. " You have great wisdom m'lord... As for faith, I know we will be victorious... After all, good always truimphs over evil in the end... Tis fate you know!" Turns to face Fireice and bows " A pleasure to meet you m'lady... Forgive m'rudeness for not introducing m'self. I'm Aystan Silveron... Paladin of Tyr." Stands up and glances towards the door, waiting and hoping it would open soon. "hmm... I wonder what is taking the guards so long..." Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 02:40:14 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Entrance? *Simon turns as the Guards finally depart the Castle heading for him....* "Simon Horus Phoenix," *THe guard captain shouts* "You are Under Arrest!" *Simon turns quickly to Fireice and Aystan...* "If you two value your lives, and Value the safety of Arangoth, Leave now." *Fireice stands Adamant.* "I will Nae allow them to take ye without Proper Reason." *A deep voice bellows from the Castle...* "The Reason For his Arrest is Not your Concern!" *BlkDragon steps forth from the Castle to oversee Simon's capture...* *Simon turns again to Fireice and Aystan....* "Go... You two are still needed in Arangoth, Alive... If my time is over, so be it." *FireIce hesitates...* "But, What of Viskaya, your Wife?" *Simon ponders for a moment...* "She should be allowed visiting rights.. Watch over her, please..." *Fireice and Aystan hastily depart as the guards click the chackles over Simon's wrists, ankles, and wings....* SimnFenix, Fireice, and Aystan. Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 06:21:29 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Entrance? ATtENTION PLEASE!!! Please Disregard the E-Mail concerning Simon's arrest until Further notice. ((Yeah yeah, I know a lot of you would have Loved it.)) Until Blk, Mathis, and I have a few things straightened out OOC... SimnFenix Date: Mon, 08 Jul 1996 08:05:37 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> CC: Rhiannonn <[email protected]>, CedKnight <[email protected]> Subject: Quicks Planning ((For give the lateness of this I didn't check my mail over the weekend Big Mistake. Any way here's my attemped at writing. )) ::Quickning's Beach on the shores of Arangoth:: Storm [Quickie's first name] Quickning returns home after her meeting with her Guild Commander CedKnight. As soon as she opens the door, to her cliffside home she is greeted by the fluttering of bronze wings. She smirks to he little roommate. "Good eve' Mav, how was your day." Quick said non chalantly." "D- Hang My day!,-D" exclaimed the firedrake in DragonSpeak, "How did it go!" The little firedrake flew the lenght of the room to one to a chair. He perched there nervously. Flapping his wings in anticapation it looked like he would take off with the chair in his claws. Quickningh chuckled at her friend as she sat in the chair across from little dragon. "It went well. The Commander is assymbleling a team, and your map proved most usefull." A satified look crossed Mav's draconic face. He seemed to calmed down a bit, but he stiil shifted his wight from one clawed foot to the other. "We shall be famous over night should this work.", Quickning continued, "We'll have allies...and power.."She paused think on what she would do with...power. "D- Don't wonder go off on that power trip again Quick... once you have power you won't want it anymore, trust me... the important think is the gold... did you get paid?-d" Quickning smiled and placed on the table between them a bag of gold. Mav smiled, in the way dragons do when the see gold. A dragon sigh escaped his maw. "Hey, now some of this is for me you know, i won't all go into you horde." Quickning reminded him. "D- If not for my powers you would have never known about the Mind Message Rhiannonn sent, -D" Mav growled in his native tounge, "And if not for my traceing that message to it source you would not have the map." Quickning smiled at seeing the high and mighty Mav scraping for credit. Mav seeing he had been had tried to clean up his story. "D- You know i need that gold for my horde the Sheding will be on me soon. -D" Mav looks down at the gold, then back to Quickning. She just smiled at him, shakeing your head. She gave him a mocking frown saying under her breath "Hmph...as bad as a human." Unable to hold back laughter any longer, she snickerd at the poor beast. She looked to the gold and back at the dragon so see..could it be... Mav the firedrake ...Blushing.! Quickning Laughed hard and long. Soon her giggles were joined by the *SqueakaSqueaka* of Mav's own laughter. Quick gaining control over herself once more said "Any how... I need to iron out a few more.. detail with the guilds contact Kestern. Then we can get about to the rescue. He said he would contact us." Mav looked at her questionaly, "D- You have a.. contact... how? Who?" -D" "He's some asry millitar man. He knew who and where i was. He has his own, " she paused thinging, "Business to take care of I want to make sure that our plans collaborate with one another." She looked shyly at Mav, "Plus i forgot to ask about payment." Mav looked at her with wide eyes. Then they softend and the squeaky laughter returned. "Some merc you are!" Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 14:44:23 -0400 (EDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: The Saga of the Ruatha Cc: [email protected] From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Mon, 08 Jul 1996 13:10:41 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: The Saga of the Ruatha ::::::::::::::During the earlier morning hours as the moon was slowly descending into the horizon, and the sun was beginning to peek out from over the Mountains of Arangoth.....:::::::: Inside of the Blackfens Castle, a rip in the very air, appeared inside of the main hallway of the castle, stepping out of this rip, was a being dressed in armor much like that of demon skin, and head, this strange being moved cautiousily to the throne of the Castle, and set a small box on its plush cushion, along with a note, attached to it....the being read over the note to ensure its quality, before leaving as it had arrived........... Greetings Lord Ruatha; Our ppl have noticed that you are attempting to try and recover your wife and child, by not following our instructions.....this is not a wise choice by you. Inside the box you will find a reminder as too why you are to seek out Xandur the Perfect of the Asyr, and become an Ally to the Asyr. If you try anything other than this, you will receive another package, and we guarantee, you will not like what it will contain. Remember we are watching, do not try to decieve us, nor try to influence others in manners destructive to the Asyr. For now, you are an agent of the Sunaj, and you are liable for anything we deem as traitorous too us. Join Xandur, and offer him your services, and your entire Lands, castle, and status in Arangoth, so that he will have a foothold in Arangoth. Accept this minor gift as a reminder. (Inside the box, is red curly hair, Menolly's hair, along with a piece of skin, freshly removed, with tinges of meat still attached, and (if you had one) her wedding ring) Do not fail us, Ruatha......Fore we are sure the Splynn would greatly enjoy your wife becoming a Blind warrior woman.....will allow you to dream as what your child will be trained as if you try to decieve us again in any manner. Sunaj Clan of Atlantis Satifyied that the message reads clearly the strange warrior, steps back into the rip in the air, and vanishes from the castle....leaving behind only the box, the message.... {{{KO you will notice that the message is written on a stationery, with the titlement of Hilton Towers, Atlanta...no date...and no address or such, just the title}}}}}}} ***************************************************************************** -Sun`zen(former Sunaj) {I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) -in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and wish to it, that we grow and become better. ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Mon, 08 Jul 1996 14:44:46 -0500 From: Brad Plumb <[email protected]> Subject: Re: general At 06:22 PM 7/8/96 -0700, you wrote: > Aystan turned to face Simon after the guards had left. " Sir... It >appears we are too late to do anything here at the castle... perhaps we best >visit Lady Lysira? she is a General afterall..." > He turned to face the castle and sighed heavily. He then spoke, " >I'm nay sure where to find her... could you help me out sir? We are needed >and must help out the king..." > " The guards are right... too many dangers lies waiting around >here... we best be leaving... where are you two heading?" He asked with a smile. > > Silvan overhearing jumps from a tree overhead. I can take ye to Lysira. We Gaiscioch reside with her in Arankeep, if ye wish to meet her follow me. BrAd PlUmB Silvan of Shadowdale "Yes sir before joining the Royal Space force I admit to being nowhere at all." - Wings of Honnemaise "The only thing I fear, is Keyser Soze" - The Usual Suspects "The greatest weapon of the fascist is the tolerance of the pacifist" - Suicidal Tendencies "Ours is the kingdom of steel" - ManOwar Date: Mon, 08 Jul 1996 16:55:20 -0400 From: Zantoth Dryanthos <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Back at Camp About an hour later, a soldier ran in to the command post. "Sir!" he yelled, "The mages are prepaired to try to stop the rain, and they respectifully request your assistance as you so ordered." Zantoth grinned. "Escort me there." The soldier nodded, and escorted the MageLord across the soaked desert. After about ten minuets of walking, Zantoth was at the outer edge of a circle of mages. He looked at the mage whom, about an hour ago, he threatned to take as a slave. The mage gulped seeing Zantoth's sneering gaze fall upon him. A moment later, tho, Zantoth looked away. "Are we prepaired?" he yelled. The answer he got was 'yes' from the mage he put in charge. Zantoth nodded, and began changing. His chant was quickly picked up by the others in the Circle. Scrolls were taken out of their cloaks, and held before them. In a low tone, they spoke the words "Caelum Administra." The winds picked up, and a black aura began to emit from the middle of the circle. They spoke again, louder this time: "Caelum Administra!" A large clap of thunder rolled through the desert...making all look up. Then, the black aura in the middle of the circle became visible to the naked eye...and shot up as if a pillar of black energy. All the mages in the area felt a strange sensation as the black energy hit the clouds, and sent a shockwave through the overcast sky above them. At that moment, the clouds dissipated, leaving sunny skies as the rain stopped. The mages then read another spell to make this effect last as long as they could, hoping that it might be able to divert other storm fronts as they used to be able to do when the Black Covenant was active. Zantoth laughed, and nodded to the mage who he had threatned before. The mage sighed in releaf, noting now that his life was no longer forefit. Zantoth, slighly tired, walked swiftly to Xandur's tent. As he reached it, he pulled apart the flaps, and spoke. "My lord! We have dispelled the wea-" Zantoth got cut off by the sight of Angel and Narisa being held by guards...the sight of Xandur holding his palm Dellila's mouth....and mostly by his own confusion of the situation. Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 15:06:41 -0600 From: [email protected] (Xandur) Subject: Re: Back at Camp heh heh heh.. I love it.. and it is posted in the Redstone folder :D ~D Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 17:32:35 -0500 From: Mickey <[email protected]> Subject: BlackFens: Under new ownership ::the sound of vials clinking and paper rustling is heard as Kaejo packages the last of his "personal items"....Kaejo then looks to the walls around him and sighs:: Oh well....wasn't much of a place anyways ::That day a messenger arrives in Asyr's capitol and seeks out Xandur:: The Message States...: You now have ownership of the Castle Blackfens. hoorah.. The sceptre in the courtyard will signify you as Lord of the Blackfens. Keep the place clean, ok? Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 18:22:19 -0700 (MST) From: [email protected] (Stan) Subject: general Aystan turned to face Simon after the guards had left. " Sir... It appears we are too late to do anything here at the castle... perhaps we best visit Lady Lysira? she is a General afterall..." He turned to face the castle and sighed heavily. He then spoke, " I'm nay sure where to find her... could you help me out sir? We are needed and must help out the king..." " The guards are right... too many dangers lies waiting around here... we best be leaving... where are you two heading?" He asked with a smile. Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 00:59:12 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: general *Simon turned to Aystan...* "I'm sure Lysira would greatly appreciate the assistance of a Paladin Knight. As for FireIce and myself, Our business with assisting His majesty is, well, personal...." *Simon gazes towards Asyr, then turns to FireIce...* "If his Majesty is on his way to Asyr, it may be best to Follow him...." *Simon gazes skyward, chanting one of his many spells, wincing a bit, as he no longer posesses the massive amounts of Poer he had before... Slowly, his form begins to change...* SimnFenix Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 09:24:38 -0600 From: [email protected] (OneStab) Subject: ((Permission to play)) OOC: Dear fellow gamers, There seems to be a little confusion about permission to play in the Asyr/Arangoth line. It is true, copywrite issues require permission for an Asyri character and Angelsin asked players to get permission before entering her AngelSin captured line.. These are the only items that require permission. Players are welcome and free to join Arangoth's struggle against the Asyri. No permission required to join the defense forces. Any sidelines resulting from the conflict are also welcome and encouraged.. no written permission needed. I wish to clairfy the ONLY reason permission is needed it to maintain the line's integrity for the orginal authors. This is not some means to exclude specific persons nor screen RP ablility. Also, I have heard small grumbling from certain quarters that the "war SL" is annoying at best, damaging to the inn at worst. First, let me allay some fears, the line will NOT last forever.. a few more weeks and it will be at its conclusion. If the line bothers you, ignore me and the other players. Over 30 people are participating (either in the war itsself or in other sidelines), I think it unfair to ask that many give up a line because others find it distasteful. This is a free form RP channel, those of us wishing to participate in the line would appreciate the right to continue to play under the FREE FORM guidelines. Thanks all, have a great day! Darren Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 10:21:53 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: ScarecroW's Demands (ok, you people know the drill....NOONE and i mean *NOONE* joins in any part of this plot without permission from myself or Kylus...so you cant save Daedil and Skylar, you cant fight Scarecrow and Erica, you cant even HELP Kylus without permission...thanks =) )) As the sun rises over Arangoth, its rays slip over the front of the Arangothian Church...there, posted with a rusty spike, flutters a piece of yellowed parchment, addressed as such... To Kylus Dragonsbane, or messenger thereof, Priest, as you know, i have the drow girl and the jester...You know what i am after, so deliver the contents of the Vault, including the Eye, to me at my appointed time that will be set soon, or their bodies will be seen as usable after death as a part of the undead army that will storm over you and whatever "forces" you may think to stop me...Have no doubts that i will see this threat through... Zhurilnir the Scarecrow o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 10:35:08 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: kwestyon just for my personal mental stability, i have been *trying* so sort out all pc's i ever played in here...heres my list and current whereabouts, but PLEASE, if you remember ANY others that i played (and that doesnt count for little skits i did where i changed my nick for a sec to play around =) ) then please share with me so i wont feel i am forgetting something....thank you =) Daedil (RandoM) -- paladin-magi, and jester of Angelsin, currently held by Scarecrow De`Witten -- huldrefolk shadow-elementalist and son of Daedil Shadowhisper, wandering about with his wife, Fallon... Rhayne De`Witten -- Darius's insane mother, killed by Daedil to save his son... Squash -- frost giant, killed by Trivia Trivia -- magically created "son" of Raistlin and Daedil, killed by his "fathers" after his rampage... Scarecrow -- Lich Lord, currently bent on beating Kylus and winning the contents of the Church's Vault... Static -- white mage who is facinated with electricity, never worked his way into any serious plot so hes pretty flexible right now... Ellis -- Elementalist, recently killed accidentally in a sparring match with Tarma Lazarus -- sea-elven explorer, currently residing in Arangoth Figment -- just arrived so i have alot to do with him just yet >=) Haight -- vampire hunter, also currently hiding in Arangoth and mending his wounds from an earlier battle.... Flechette -- time-tossed Shadowrun planed PC, working with Raistlin on a deal to help him kill a dragon enemy for his ticket back home... does anyone remember anyone else? =/ StEvE o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 14:08:08 -0500 From: Isea Nightfall <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Sure is quiet in here... I know that this is a late response, but I take it that you were kinda hyper, Jimmie... I have NEVER EVER EVER seen you act ANYTHING like Steve! To finish my letter - ARE YOU OKAY?! Jimmie Bragdon wrote: > > *The mun sticks his head into the empty mailbox* > > Hello?...ello?...lo?...lo?....? > Hmm..mm.....mm > > *With much difficulty, he manages to get it back out* > > Hmmm...it's too quiet in here...what to do... > > *Spies an unopened package of Black Cats on the shelf and grins, Grabbing them > he runs out the door.* > > Later.... > > *He walks up to a black, metal mailbox with some writing on the side, it reads, > "LOTTS" Opening it up, he places all 200 firecrackers inside, and lights the > fuse, giggling maniacallly. He runs off as the firecrackers explode, each > with a loud metallic ring to it.* > > Hope he wasn't sleepin' ;) > -- Rue http://www.io.com/~jimmie/kirsy/home.html Keep Sailor Moon alive!! SOS(Support our Sailors)!! http://looney.physics.sunysb.edu/~daffy/sos/ Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 14:13:25 -0500 From: Isea Nightfall <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Happy Independence Day! Bryan Hoag wrote: > > "Let this Display Serve as an Example of What Independence Day means Not > Only to the Earth Realm, But to All Kingdoms of THis Realm as Well! We > are All Free to Live As our Own nation. We Have the Right to Live as > Different People under Different Rulers, And, When Oppressed, We Have the > Right To Rise Up and Fight Back Against Anyone who would Oppress our > Nations!" > Is it just me, or has he seen too much ID4? <G> -- Rue http://www.io.com/~jimmie/kirsy/home.html Keep Sailor Moon alive!! SOS(Support our Sailors)!! http://looney.physics.sunysb.edu/~daffy/sos/ Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 15:20:15 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cullen Stevenson) Subject: Re: ScarecroW's Demands Connor jumps in with his long sword, beating Scarecrow brutally about the head. --- Cullen Stevenson "See this? This is a plain, ordinary human liver. But it's mine, you can't have it!" - The Kids In The Hall Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 16:23:27 -0400 From: Ash <[email protected]> Subject: Captives & Captures ((What Steve said, no no *NO* invovlement without permission)) Even though she was in a hurry, Erica took a few more minutes than needed in toying with the preist, but after all, she could afford them. She had tricked Daedil into being her captive as well, tricked him into going peacefully, minus most of his clothes albeit, but peacefully into his prison with the airy thoughts of his love being set free. Nearly laughing at the thoughts that he _trusted_ her, or scarecrow, Erica finished up the last of her nightly tasks and began her spell to take her to the prisoners. Resurfacing in a grave tower on another plane Erica frowns seeing how her aim in her spell casting was a bit off sending her on the outside of the cell, not the inside. Looking into the dimly lit cell Erica blinked not believing her eyes. "DAMNIT how in the hell did that Drow get out of her bonds" Muttering a longer string of curses after viewing the condition of the jester, who she had many plans for this night, she finally got herself under enough control to get the spells together to go through the bars inside. ((okay where they are being held was steve's idea and i'm not entirly sure on how it looks so i'm not going to go into description :) )) *Inside the Cell* Hearing the other drow's curses, understanding what they meant since spoken in her native tounge Skylar jerks awake from her restless sleep. Having held Daedil's broken body all night her muscels scream as she tries to ease him out of her arms back onto the stone floor, fearing she must battle for thier lives, defensless and naked. Erica has to give Skylar a little grudging respect for even managing to totter to her feet and attempt to face her after her ordeals last night. Noticing how her lips are moving Erica is furthermore shocked knowing she had no components with which to cast any spells, with a sigh she grabs her shoulder and slings her across the room into the wall. Skylar moans as her head thumps against the wall, the chains eargerly snaking from the walls wrapping around her wrist and ankles. Undaunted though she continues to pray to Solinari, not for herself, but for Daedil, knowing what the other perverse drow had in mind for him. *Daedil's body lays there still unconscous from the wounds ScarecroW dealt him* Erica looks down at Daedil, his face having a gaping hole, his ribs busted, and of course her own dagger blow to his stomach. Glancing over at Skylar she smirks, knowing the drow had managed to use some healing abilities on him or he would have died sooner. Her anger rising out of the dust of her shattered plans Erica gives daedil's injured body a kick and melts into the floor again. Skylar sighs with relief, knowing the Banshee will not be back for her love, but then shudders, wondering if ScarecroW will come for her... **ScarecroWs Base of Operations** Erica's angered form appears in the mainroom and quickly does a search of the place, finding scarecrow (if he's there of course) She stops, anger lighting her cobalt eyes and nearly lets out a wail in her rage. "Damn you SC, you _KNEW_ what I had planned, you had your fun with the drow why can't i with the jester??" "YOU roughed him up to much on purpose didn't you! " Erica practically fumes with anger waiting her reply. (( :) Have a lovely day folks! :) )) ~* Ash *~ Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 16:09:25 -0600 From: [email protected] (Xandur) Subject: Battle at SoulDeep Dawn breaks over the shores of SoulDeep, Arangoth knights, flanked by General Lysira's army and a group of volunteer citizens ready their weapons for the coming Asyri onslaught. A shout echos in the distance, a charge mounted. From over the hills, Asyri rain down with fury upon Arangoth's finest... The second battle of Arangoth is joined.. ((Hi all... The second engagement of the NETWAR is scheduled for this friday at 9pm pacific, midnight EDT. Sorry to all those who requested an earlier time.. I promise the next will address that concern.. Again: NETWAR2: Battle at SoulDeep Time: Friday, July 12 @ 9pm pacific, midnight eastern Where: BLKDRAGON*arena Note: you do NOT need permission to participate in the NETWARs.. all present may play. Also, the last war lasted just over an hour.. including organizational time.. participation will not hinder you for the entire evening.. See ya there! Arangoth fools ::wink:: )) Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 18:34:35 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Battle at SoulDeep Xandur, I'll do my Darndest to be there, And, You won't need any beasts of Burden to carry you, cause I have Every intention of Kicking your Arse All the way back to Asyr! *Simon summons his helpers, preparing to Rock the Asyr once and for all...* SimnFenix Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 15:36:06 -0700 From: Queen of Arangoth <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Battle at SoulDeep Xandur can you make sure that people RSVP to YOU only and not the list? Thanks.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her Royal Majesty | AngelSin | Queen of Arangoth | @---}---}--------- | --------------------------------- | http://www.blkdragon.com/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm | Official Web Site for the #BLKDRAGON*Inn!! | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 19:56:57 -0500 From: Isea Nightfall <[email protected]> Subject: School Schedual Okay... I will most like be on quite often, like usual, but I now obviously have school. I'm going to put my class hours up because I had a couple of people who wanted to know about them... Give 30 minutes to an hour grace time before and after because of transportation. MONDAY - Fundamentals of Drawing = 3pm - 6pm TUESDAY - Fundamentals of Design = 3pm - 6pm WEDNESDAY - Computer Literacy = 1pm - 5pm THURSDAY - Survey of Animation = 1pm - 5pm FRIDAY - College Success = 11:30am - 1:30pm There ya go! -- Rue http://www.io.com/~jimmie/kirsy/home.html Keep Sailor Moon alive!! SOS(Support our Sailors)!! http://looney.physics.sunysb.edu/~daffy/sos/ Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 18:54:23 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Captives & Captures Scarecrow looks to her with an irritated sigh... ~^*Erica, you were foolish enough to let the mage stay conscious..for this alone i should punish *you* ... and then you have the arrogance to come back to me and state a threat? i seriously think it is time for us to have a "discussion".... *^~ His empty eyesockets glow as the little blkdragon*inn camera that lets people read this (heheh) starts to run low on batteries, the only thing it catches is him moving towards her and jerking her from the floor by her hair, throwing her into a wall... (good nuff reply ash? =) cause im starving and my mac and cheese is just *screaming* for me heheh) o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 19:03:27 -0700 (PDT) From: RangerBlue <[email protected]> Subject: The Dragon Spires Expedition Cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] To the beleagured citizens of Arangoth: Loreil has come into possession of some intelligence concerning a possible supply/weapon cache in the abandoned tunnels and mine shafts of the Dragon Spires, north of Arangoth. Asyri forces, hampered by the continuous rains in your country, have not yet been able to get to the Dragon Spires to retrieve possible supplies located there. We are asking all available Wardens and any interested citizens to come with us on a scouting expedition to the Dragon Spires this Saturday night, July 13, at 9:30 ((EDT)). We will meet at an encampment north of the Castle ((meet in Channel #castle*camp)) to organize, and then leave for the Dragon Spires at 10 ((EDT.)) Please be warned, friends, that this expedition, though not close to known Asyri troops, could be dangerous. The Dragon Spires tunnels are not mapped. It is possible that the Asyri have placed traps to protect any army supplies. In addition, it is known that the tunnels and abandoned mine shafts have often provided shelter for dragons and other creatures best left undisturbed. However, if we are successful, we can handicap the entire Asyri army by destroying supplies which they might well have counted on to continue the war. Think carefully before signing on for this expedition. But if you are able to serve Arangoth in this way, it will do you honor and the Wardens will be grateful for your aid. Please write to me by Friday if you would like to participate. Thank you. With respect, RangerBlue Sovereign of Loreil First Warden Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 22:24:08 -0400 From: [email protected] (Dave Soltys) Subject: Here to stay... (for awhile at least) Some people have seen me from time to time in the Inn and wondering around, but for now my mun has found some time to stay awhile and so I'll be trying to bring some of my old characters back to play. I got to give Angel (aka Andie) credit. She has done wonders since last Fall and this place has had some great turnout compared to the small band of brave IRC freeformers last summer. So off to OOCLand for now and watch out for new players in the plots... ************************************************************* ****/-*********__***** A Master of the "Point", * ***/ \*******/******* A Player with Shadow and Light, * **/__ /REAM***\******* Royal Magi to the Crown of Arangoth. * ************__/HADE*** A Dreamweaver of the Northern Plains * ************************************************************* ((Oh and the mun is Dave, Royal Pain in the Rear to his friends.)) "To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wildflower." -William Blake "Reality is what you make of it." - Unknown "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." -Some wise old sage Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 23:30:39 -0400 From: [email protected] (Dave Soltys) Subject: The Northern Plains... Void... Darkness... A silent whisper of air... A faint sloosh of water... A BLINDNESS OF WHITE OBLITERATING THE DARKNESS!!! A dancing wisp of vaperous branches radiating brilliant oranges, greens, and blues reaching into the watery reflection illuminated below and fingering the white-speckled caps floating in the reflection. A PEIRCING OF THE EAR DRUMS BY A KNIFE OF STABBING CRASHES!!! A rolling beat of mountains crashing as the air gave to the flash of plasmatic prismatic. lightening in the distance. The clouds roll swift under many bright hues as the shiny ice-strewn sea of dark hues stretches before the eye to meet the horizen. The lightening splitting the ice like a knife through butter as the air glows under the energy of its heat. DreamShade stares out upon the ocean before him admiring the fireworks with an almost childish wonder. He looks down upon the small ice-strewn rocky beach far below as the rocky cliffs ascend to unknowable heights. He turns from the scene to stare into a small sparce room whose crystalline walls reflect the many flashes from the outside scene. Laughs for a second staring to a dark corner. "Sh'Lou why are thou so afraid... I have nay seen a feline filled with so much fear... especially one of your ability and talent. Tis nay but the seasonal wonder of the Firy Monsoons..." The four-legged figure shrouded in darkness looks up slowly with a green penetrating stare and glaring at DreamShade for a brief moment. "Hey... you came up of your freewill my friend... I did not trick thee at all... I told you tis would be brilliant is it not. The most brilliant work of nature yee will see..." A crash rumbles through the room shaking the rocky foundations... The panther leaps up and pads swiftly across the room and past Dream fading under a faint aurora of bluishgray and giving its form to the shadows... "Well go hide than and nay come back..." DreamShade turns to the armageddon at his back, and stares. Speaks his thoughts. "Tis I feel it is time... I sense it has worsened..." DreamShade turns from the armageddon at his back and heads for a small faintly lit rounded doorway. *************************************************************** Shadows play of a dark wall shelved with many mysterious items as a firy light cast form to the darkness... DreamShade looks up from a small plush chair set in a small quaint set of tables and chairs... DreamShade approaches the dark wall and searches the shelves until he stops. He smiles slyly. "Tis yee are still here... To think I almost forgot..." He pulls a small ebony box from the shelf with a highy detailed geometric design across the top and sets it on the table... DreamShade taps the side of the box and pushes at the top causing movement in the pattern that shifts and moves to form a square... He watches the box slowly open as a faint red aurora grabs at his sly grin... He reaches........ ************************************************************* ****/-*********__***** A Master of the "Point", * ***/ \*******/******* A Player with Shadow and Light, * **/__ /REAM***\******* Royal Magi to the Crown of Arangoth. * ************__/HADE*** A Dreamweaver of the Northern Plains * ************************************************************* ((Oh and the mun is Dave, Royal Pain in the Rear to his friends.)) "To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wildflower." -William Blake "Reality is what you make of it." - Unknown "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." -Some wise old sage Date: Tue, 9 Jul 1996 23:44:39 -0400 From: Kylus Dragonsbane <[email protected]> Subject: GENERAL ANNOUNCEMENT ((Just as a note I would like to let everyone know that I'll be on vacation from July 13th to the 26th---any weddings already set of this week I'll be happy to do but I can't really set anymore for now :) I'll be happy to schedule any for after the 30th of the month...the other option is to find another priest/priestess ;) Sorry if this messes things up, folks. )) Patrick~ Kylus' Mun Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 20:51:46 -0700 From: [email protected] Subject: Re: kwestyon [email protected] wrote: > > just for my personal mental stability, i have been *trying* so sort out all > pc's i ever played in here...heres my list and current whereabouts, but > PLEASE, if you remember ANY others that i played (and that doesnt count for > little skits i did where i changed my nick for a sec to play around =) ) > then please share with me so i wont feel i am forgetting something....thank > you =) > What about Hellion? Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 00:18:32 -0400 From: Kylus Dragonsbane <[email protected]> Subject: Preparations.... >Date: Tue, 09 Jul 1996 23:46:18 >To: [email protected] >From: Kylus Dragonsbane <[email protected]> >Subject: Preparations.... > >Kylus stares at the door the to the Church, his face devoid of expression, his white eyes gazing at the withered parchment on its rusted spike...a lich wants the contents of the Vault--a dark and evil treasure trove of cursed and malignant objects placed in there so they would NEVER be able to be used again by the Dark Powers... > >And now a leader steeped in those powers wants the contents of the Vault...and he's taken Skylar and Daedil to get them. > >The blue-green jewel in Kingarhn, Kylus' smart-ass holy sword, flickers rapidly, and Kylus pats the blade lightly. >"No, old friend," he says quietly, his eyes still on the door to the Church, "We can't go jumping into this one alone...we already made that mistake...the first time hurt bad..the second time almost killed." He shifts his weight onto his left leg, and grits his teeth a little as pain shoots through his knee--his payment for being foolish and engaging the lich alone. >~* Then what DO we do? *~ Kingarhn's voice came into his head. >"I do not know...but first we'd best make sure the Vault is secure." With that, the paladin ripped the withered parchment off the door and tossed the stake to the ground, then went inside. > >The interior of the Church was quiet, but that was normal. The morning sun was leaking through some of the stained-glass windows on the east side. Kylus walked in, stepping across the Great Seal in the ground, and heading into the back room of the Church. Inside that room was another door, to which only he had the key. Speaking a few words and unlocking the door, Kylus walked down a cramped flight of stairs and coughed as dust flew up when he stepped on the ground. >Before him, a massive set of stone doors stands strong and almost blend in with the wall. They have no markings on them, save for a large infinity sign that divides in half were the doors to open. >Kylus sighs, and places a hand on the door. He begins to chant in low, gutteral symbols, the expression on his face showing that he obviously does NOT like opening this stone portal. >He speaks the last word, and the doors give a great heave, as if they too were reluctant to move. The stones begin to slide, and slowly they creak open. A great THUD announces that the doors have opened completely, and Kylus braces himself for what he knows is about to come....almost immediately, a wave a nausea hits him as the evil of the items in the Vault washes over him--so thick its almost tangible--like a stream of polluted water. Kylus rubs his temples and makes his way over to the only spot in this sea of evil that he can stand--the place where he gathered the items of good that somehow found their way into the Vault. Once there, he looks at the meager amount of items he has that could be used against the lich--if he had people to wield them, and if he dared strike while his daughter and her love are his captives...and then something that he didn't notice before catches Kylus' eye. A scroll case, and next to it on the floor, a small round pebble-like object that looked like an unpolished agate--not an ordinary stone though, for the evil it radiated made all the other objects in here look like mere trinkets. Kylus shuddered and took the scroll case quickly, then left the vault before another wave of malignance could turn his stomach more. >Once outside, the paladin murmured some words and the doors to the Vault groaned and shut, quickly and without the drama of their opening. Kylus checked to make sure the wards were in place then ascended the staircase and locked the door. Once things were sealed properly, Kylus opened the scroll case and blinked as he saw various wizard and clerical spells...spells of protection, designed to defend the items they were cast upon. Some of them, Kylus knew, but he wasn't sure if he could cast them. > >Kingarhn flickered again, and Kylus smiled a little. >"If I had my way Kingarhn, _I_ wouldn't go back in there....I'll make sure not to take you there again...come on, we have a lot of work to do." > >Kylus locked the back room, and kneeled before the altar for a few moments, lost in a silent and pleading prayer to his God that no matter what happens, Paladine does all He can to allow the semblance of a family he has here in Arangoth come out of it alive.... > >After which, Kylus locks the Church and walks down the path to his cabin on the edge of the forest, he walks in quietly and takes a moment to examine the new, flat piece of slate he put in front of his door, with the runes of a blessing upon it. > >"Maybe THAT will keep that soul-damned drow away from here," he mutters to himself, knowing it doesn't really matter. The paladin walks inside and heads for his bedroom in the back, taking a minute to look at the empty room across from his that belongs to Skylar. Kingarhn flickers again, this time, the jewel seems annoyed. > >~* If you keep that up, you'll NEVER get through this, Kylus! Sheesh! You mortal humanoids! Always so dramatic!*~ > >Kylus smiles a little and goes into his room. He looks on the table and spies two more reminders of the friends--the family--that he prays are safe: a small pendant that he made for Skylar, of the Night of the Eye on Krynn, when the three moons aligned in an eclipse; and a small red leather-bound book with words of magic written in it for Daedil--something else he found in the Vault. Kylus takes these objects, and places them in his pouch. He sees the blood on the pendant he had given Sky a few days ago, and his mouth and eyes harden. He turns to a large wooden cabinet, built into the wall, and unlocks a small lock on it. Inside, a battle shield and gleaming suit of full plate hangs on a stand, both bearing the crest of the Ghosthunters-a broken scythe in a circle of blue. Kylus looks at the scroll case, and the armor and sighs. > >"Once a Ghosthunter, always a Ghosthunter," he whispers to himself, "Come on Kingarhn, old friend. We do it one last time..." > > > > >((Sorry for the length, but I have a problem with short =) If anyone has a question about Kylus' past as a Ghosthunter, more of it is explained in his bio on the web page ;) )) > Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 07:28:24 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> Subject: Dont read this. (( It's a joke you've all heard so it you must read...you've been warned! Just like i've been warned no to post oneliners)) One Day a piecie of string walks in the The BlkDragon inn, and takes a seat at the bar. Horace, who is always bitter, twists up his face saying. "Hey you string! We don't serve you kind in here! Get Out!" The string pouted for a moment and then left. The string sat on a bench across from the inn. He watched the patrons enter and exit. He saw humans, elves, vampires, werewolves, dragons, faries, kenders, kobolds, chia men and other asorted creatures. Granted, he saw no other strings but he wondered why only he would not be allowed. He gatherd up his corage and re-entered the inn. Horace say him immedatly and glared. "I thought i told you to Get OUT!" The string freaked out and ran out. He retuned to his bench. The string thought for a while. A small light bulb flashed above his head. He twisted himself into a not and messed up his hair, then walked triumphantly into the inn. Horace gave him a double take and said. "Hey, are you a string?" "Fraid knot." he replied. ((Remember you were warned i was just testing my email sig. Thanks.)) >From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of, Storm Quicking, Guild Vice Commander of @}--}--The DarkRose Legion--{--{@ Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 07:37:23 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> CC: Rhiannonn <[email protected]> Subject: We await the call... Quickning strolled into the BLKDragon inn with Mav the little firedrake perched on her shoulder. She scanned room and when she found a seculded booth she sat. Mav then hopped down to the table. "So," Quickning said in mindspeak, "do you think you can make the connecntion with Rhinnon from here." Mav looked up at her and nodded. "Here is where I made contact with her last time... I should be able to raise her again." Mav closed his draconic eyes for a moment, then half openned them. His now blank eyes stared of into space as his mind search for any sign of Rhiannon's. Quickning then closed her eyes using the impression between her and Mav to project her thoughts." "Rhiannon" She called mentally, "my team is ready...for your rescue.....Rhiannon? You need only give the word." ((OOC time!: Were'er ready when you are you guys...any night after 9pm is fine by me! Mail me back or tell me when you see me in the inn. I got everybody ready pretty much.)) -- From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of, Storm Quicking, Guild Vice Commander of @}--}--The DarkRose Legion--{--{@ Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 09:54:30 -0500 From: [email protected] (Cindy Lou) Subject: A NEW CHARACTER TO THE INN! Cc: [email protected] ***BE IT KNOWN TO ALL WHO MAY READ THIS MISSIVE THAT THE CONTENTS HEREIN ARE INDEED SHOCKING,AND ARE THE SOLE CREATION OF THE WARPED MIND OF A NOT-FEELING-WELL DEE. I HEREBY ABSOLVE RICH/PENDRAKE/PSIONIC/ALAQRB OF ANY RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE SHOCKING STORY YOU'RE ABOUT TO READ...ALTHOUGH HE DID SORTA KIND THINK IT WAS A PRETTY KEWL IDEA!!! **** That being said, on with the tale... AdooDormay,AdooDormay, Christmas, Christmas, don't be late, hands clasped in joyful Who Song...Delicious Who Pudding and Who Roast Beast...the tiny tinkle of a stray Christmas ornament as it rolled into her room..The visions rushed thru Cindy Lou's mind, as she tossed and turned in her sleep...Sugarplums dancing merrily...Then suddenly, crushing,and covering her with a icky gooey purple gak... With a start,and a scream,Cindy Lou awoke,and looked around, orienting her sleepy head with her surroundings..."DAMN HIM!", she cried.."DAMN THAT GRINCH!" She rose from her bed, her long pink nightie now fitting her much like a mini-skirt, those two cute little ponytails on either side of her head now long enough to brush along her waist, and made her way to the rather old looking dog with a large horn tied to his head, like a reindeer..."It's been 15 years now since that horrible night,puppy...15 long years of nightmares...and terror...But we're gunna find that grinch,and we're gunna make him pay...Yes,we are..." A cold smile crossed her lips, as she reached over to pet the pup..."So,he returned the toys...And so, he fed me roast beast! LIFE IN WHOVILLE JUST WASN'T THE SAME AFTER THAT! How dare he think that just because he turned nice,he could just walk away and never be punished for his misdeeds! Well,I'll show him, I will...CindyLou Who Will never quit til she gets her Grinch...He's gonna pay,and he's gonna pay dearly, for all he did to me,and all he did to you,too, pup..making you pull that fake sleigh like that...Poor puppy" With a final small pet to the pup,Cindy Lou stood,and made her way to a table near her bed,and belted her mini-pink nightgown,and strapped on her boots...no stockings...she hadn't worn stockings since that fateful night 15 years ago that THAT CREATURE,THAT AWFUL GRINCH, had stolen hers...a constant reminder of his evil deeds,those deeds that had changed her life forever. Cindy Lou cast a glance at a calendar near the table..."5 months, Pup..5 months til Christmas...5 months to find that damnable Grinch,bring him to justice,and make him pay for all his deeds" Cindy Lou pointed at a map lying on the table, "Arangoth...YES...that's a likely place for him to strike...Arangoth..I think we'll have to pay the good people of Arangoth a visit...and of course, the doctors aren't very likely to find me there,either...Psycho? Post-traumatic stress order? ME? HAH! Little do they know...if the Grinch had tried to ruin THEIR whoville, they might want vengeance too!" Cindy Lou strapped on her sword,and headed to the door,beckoning for her pup..."Off to Arangoth,little pup...CindyLou Who, Grinch Exterminator extraordinaire never stops still she gets her Grinch!" *NOTE: My sincere apologies to Dr.Seuss..:) Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 10:18:24 -0500 (CDT) From: Kathy Stracener <[email protected]> Subject: The Search for the Child ((once again people, this is a pre-set plot, so don't jump in whether you ask or not because it starts and ends right here)) *Tarma sighs as yet another missed day passes. She rises from a restless slumber and pulls her robe on. "Yet another favor for that... *sigh* large pain in the ass." She runs her fingers through her tangled hair and heads for the shower.* *several minutes later* *She steps out of the steamy water and towels herself off, grumbling to herself. "How many times to I have to do this shit for him? And for _her_ before they stop asking and leave me the hell alone?!" She walks through the hallways of the dark cavern back to her room. While there she dresses and combs out her hair, pulling it back into a thick ponytail. She takes one last look around her stone-walled room and turns toward the main chamber of the cavern. "I just hope to hell I see this place again. For their sakes... I had better." She walks through the main chamber and out the oak door set into the once gaping maw of the cave. She turns toward the RedFang bar and starts walking toward it.* *Inside RedFang* *Tarma shoves the door to the bar open and strides to the back of the main room, toward DV's table. She stops just in front of the table and closes her eyes. A huge blackportal begins to open in front of her. "Well... here goes nothing...." She steps through the black portal and it snaps shut behind her with an electric glare.* *Walking the shadows* *She steps through and looks around, sniffing the black shadowed air cautiously. Shadows of no form and all forms at once cartwheel and streak past her face, some laughing, some wailing, some on missions for cruel masters. She concentrates and her skin darkens to black, placing her in and among the shades. "Better to not be seen here...." Walking further, she hears the sound of a child crying, and she turns her nose up to sniff for its scent. She makes a disgusted face as she smells Chryss on the child. She nods and walks toward the sound, stepping over and ducking under the mindless shades. One jagged shadow darts toward her face, scraping soft shadow claws at her eyes. She gasps in shock and ducks, spinning to watch the shadow bobbing away, laughing. She glares at it shortly and turns to continue toward the child. After walking nearly a mile, she spots a small glimmer of light... a beacon in all the darkness. "That would be it... I'd recognize the fae glow anywhere..." She walks toward the child, noticing how all the shades shriek and run when they get too close. She walks closer, and gradually makes her way to the child. The baby cries and swats at the shades that get too close, screaming everytie they try to touch her ((I don't know if the child is a bot or a girl, so for all general purposes in here, I'll make her a girl)). Tarma looks down at the wailing infant and her face softens. "Poor girl... scared aren't you?" She picks the child up and cradles her close. The baby stops screaming and gurgles softly into Tarma's neck. Tarma turns with the child and walks back toward the entrance she came from, rocking the child gently in her arms............* ((here's where it stops until I can finish up in an actual RP thingie with Stalker and Chryss.... FYI, the child is theirs)) Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 10:28:30 -0500 From: [email protected] (Dee and Rich) Subject: A message from Ori.. Angel, Ori asked me to let you know that she's having probs receiving the mailing list! Thanks,Sorry to take up Bandwidth for this... Dee :) Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 11:23:04 -0500 From: Rue <[email protected]> Subject: A Little Treat If any of you know my character Aylaishia and have heard the ayla.wav for her entrance wav, you'll probably see how much it fits her. But it's just not that part that fits her, the whole song does... So, out of a little random thought, I decided to post the lyrics up here, for those of you who know her, to tell me what you think about them. And the song is pretty freaky, I have people who tell me that... <G> It is the song "Home" by Erasure. It can be found on track 10 of their "Chorus" CD, which is, at this moment, my personal favorite. That and "Abba-esque." <G> Well... Here ya go! I ain't never going home 'Cause I'm having a good time I ain't never going home 'Cause my time is come I'll wait for the winter To lie at my door White stretches out before me Leads me to the hall White circles play within my mind Ices over and freezes life Time will come, time will come, time will fall Bringing the world to it's feet Bringing the world to it's feet I ain't never turning back 'Cause I've come this far And I'm lost within my tracks I will follow the north star I'll wait till the springtime Is breathing at my door The wilderness before me Heeds the lion's roar White circles play within my mind Ices over and freezes life Time will come, time will come, time will fall Bringing the world to it's feet Bringing the world to her hands and her knees I'll wait till the winter Is lying at my door Time stretches out before me A stone's throw from the door White circles play within my mind Ices over and freezes life Time will come, time will come, time will fall Bringing the world to it's feet Bringing the world to her hands and her feet Bringing the world to her feet Enjoy! <G> -- Rue http://www.io.com/~jimmie/kirsy/home.html Keep Sailor Moon alive!! SOS(Support our Sailors)!! http://looney.physics.sunysb.edu/~daffy/sos/ "Go ahead with your schemin' And shop at home You'll find treasure While cookin' up bones But the knife is sharp You'd better watch that you don't cut your hands." Chorus ~ Erasure (Chorus) Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 19:12:29 -0400 From: [email protected] (Black) Subject: Re: Battle at SoulDeep ::Smiles wickedly::: You can count on me being there to destroy your utterly foolish army..... ::chuckles and strides off:: Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 16:16:03 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: Re: kwestyon YAY! i *knew* i had a few more out there! Hellion -- tanar`ri-angel mercenary, practician of necromancy, now in the employ of Scarecrow due to knowledge of Kylus and Arangoth... thanks Stagg and Silvan =) StEvE o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 16:16:06 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Preparations.... (WOOHOOYEAH! Kylus finally gets down without getting funky...so pattie, with you leaving, do you want to put this whole thing on hold till you get back? cause the way this thing is looking, it would be a waste to end it really quickly...) StEvE o/~ Can you imagine for a second doing anything you ever wanted to? Well thats just what i do, so hooray for me, and fluff you! o/~ Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 17:11:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: The Ruatha, A New Lineage From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 18:37:51 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: The Ruatha, A New Lineage ::::As the air cooled within the room, where Menolly and Myn slept, three figures watched from the shadows...semingly dicussing what was to be done with them, thru their ability of telepathy....as the hours passed by...::::: As the single ray of sunlight filtered into the room, Myn was awoken with the thought that she was at home, but quickly realized it was just another dream...as she looked from the bed where her and her mother had slepted, she immediately noticed three individuals standing in the joining room, seemingly talking to one another in a very strange and unknown language. Myn rosed from the bed...landing softly onto the plush carpet and moved across the floor to the doorway, as to get a better look at her and her mother's captors....Myn quickly noticed each was dressed just like the bad man, that was thought to be daddy's and momma's friend, but these ppl were women, not men....her eyes studied them each closely....really wishing daddy was here to rescue her and momma from these bad ppl. But no sooner had she thought this that one of them turned and looked straight into her eyes....Myn could not resist any of it....it felts as if her mind, was being ripped open....she screamed out loud, as she became very dizzy, and her ears began to ring real loud, her vision blurred...and the last thought in her mind was..."Where's daddy...." Menolly woke from her slumber in an instant at hearing her child scream in sheer horror and pain...Menolly gasp with rage and shock, as she saw one of those evil person's looming over her child..as Myn just continued to have seizures on the floor...as drool and tears of blood oozed from her tightly closed eyes.....Menolly rushed out of the bed...tackling the female captor in an instant. As they both fell too the floor, Menolly begin slamming her fist into the helmet of the captor..as bruises, and blood began to seep from Menolly's fists, as she continued to cry, and scream, "Leave my child alone!!! You evil creatures, I will kill you ALL!!!!!" Another of the captors moved slowly over the Menolly, and snatched her up and off of the one she was beating up, and tossed her heavily and hard into a nearby wall, Menolly was tossed with such force that she smashed thru the wall into joining bathroom in the next room, where she landed in the shower stall, with a loud and body shattering *THUD*.....Menolly, still in a fury, tried to raise from her new position...but only found that her left arm, and several ribs had been broken severely from the impact of being thrown thru a wall. Menolly..just sat there and began to weep even more........ One of the captors, stepped thru the hole in the wall, and snatched Menolly upright by the her remaining hair, and carried her into the nearby bedroom, where she was tossed onto the bed like a sack of potatoes...the captor looked at Menolly, and then spoke, "Listen up, Female, we are in control, if you value they life of your child, you will make no more trouble, Understand!" Menolly just sighed softly, then spoke even though its was slightly hard, "Harm my child again, and it take a 100 of you to stop me from killing you!" The captor, chuckled slight, "My, you do have some fire left in you after all, well let us open you husband does as he is told, if Not.....well, how would you like it, if your child joined us...hmmm....I think that would just make everything much better, dont you...brother...", she turns to the shadows of the room, as Sun`zen steps out of the shadows.... Sun`zen turns his eyes from Menolly to his sister, "Perhaps, sister....you have a problem now". Sun's sister turns to him, "What do you mean problem?" "Lord Ruatha, is trying to seek out the whereabouts of his family...the pyramid gave him enough information to locate, it seems. " Sister replies, "And now did he find the pyramid...Are you aiding him Sun...because if you are, I am sure, your soon-to be wife would make a fine addition as my slave!" "Leave her out of this, you promised! And i am not aiding him, I have done everything as you have asked, but he is dedicated to his wife and child, I am sure he will do as you order." "Well you better make sure, take this scroll, on it, it explains what he is to do, in the upcoming battle in Arangoth between the Asyri...explain to him, if he fails us, then his child will be ours forever....and Oh yes, so he knows we arent playing around, Sun`zen...." Sun's sister, turns back to Menolly...who is slightly in shocked at learning about Sun, getting married, and can only wonder as too who that might be...Sun's sister, graps, Menolly's left hand, and pulls out a very sharp knife...and has the other two, female warriors there, hold Menolly down, as two more warriors walk in and one of them lifts Myn's coma like body up into her arms, and the other places a dagger to the childs throat....Sun's sister speaks, "Menolly take one last look at your child!" Menolly looks up...with tears in her eyes...as she seemingly pleads with Sun`zen to do something anything, but he remains standing there at the foot of the bed...looking at the floor....then Sun's sister, takes the knife....and with a two quick and simple strokes....Menolly screams...as her visions blurs in an instant, then darkness, falls over her...Sun allows a single tear to drop from his eyes...at hearing Menolly scream, he looks to see, that his sister has removed Menolly's eyes, and places them in a box, and gives the box and the scroll to Sun. "Brother, you best hurry along, I am sure her hubby, really wish to set his eyes on Menolly's eyes again, really soon.....HHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Sun`zen steps into the shadows....and a crackle of blue energy seeps outwardly...and he is gone...Sun's sisters, has the others clean the room up, and then, in an instant two more Rifts in the Air form, and they all disappear, with Menolly, and Myn again.... **************************************************************************** ********************* ((just as note from menolly's mun: Aww Stephen did you have to remove her eyes? Ewww! well ok Nolly is now without eyes)) -Sun`zen(former Sunaj) {I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) -in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and wish to it, that we grow and become better. ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 22:43:03 -0500 (CDT) From: [email protected] (lsawyer) Subject: Re: Dont read this. >kobolds, chia men and other asorted creatures. *stagg and thews mun gets out a magazine scissors paper and some glue then begins adding to the list* Why you pluraling those just me and i never put a clone on at the same time fer some reason oh well i really just felt like saying something in the list so here it is ME saying something in the list it wasn't ment to pick on your english BLIPPLE BLIPPLE BLIPPLE BLA okay if i didn't add my head would explode and there would be a very dealy nuclear war around the planet so be thankfull for this cuz i had time but didn't have nothing smart to say left with somethign stupid Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 01:04:05 -0400 (EDT) From: "Bryan Hoag (EE)" <[email protected]> cc: [email protected], [email protected] Subject: New Beginnings... *In Phoenix Castle, the portal to Phoenecia opens, and a troop of the most powerful Phoenixes on Simon's homeworld enter...* *One phoenix, a gleaming bird seemingly made of Onyx steps forward to Simon and Empress Viskaya...* "Your Majesties, We, the Lone of Phoenecia wish to Expand our Services to our Kin, and stand at your side here in Arangoth.." *Simon looks down to the Phoenix...* "Arrowfeather, You know you never need ask to come and help..." *Arrowfeather nods to the Phoenixes with him, and they bring forth a rolled bundle of scrolls...* "Your Majesties..." *Arrowfeather continued...* "It is not whether we serve for which we ask permission.. Rather, it is our format of service....* *Viskaya looks to the Phoenixes, then to Simon....* "What do they mean, Love?" *Simon unrolls the scrolls, revealing sets of complex blueprints and unusual spells.... He peruses over them silently, then looks to Arrowfeather...* "You all designd this, and wish to Commit yourselves to it? I must admit, it is rather.. Unorthodox..." *Arrowfeather bows...* "Unorthodox, yes, your Highness, But, it is the manner of Service we have chosen, and developed." *Simon raises an eyebrow in surprise...* "Developed? One of these is already active?" *In answer to his question, a titanic Dragon enters through the portal, 60 feet long, with huge feathery wings, rather than the usual Leathery wings, the Head having an elongated, serrated beak, the eyes a gleaming orange... The scales covering the body with a feathery grain, and dark gold sheen similar to Titanium....* *Simon and Viskaya gaze agape at the impressice creature which approaches the throne, and bows humbly, a deep voice rumbling...* "I live to Serve thee, your Majesties..." *Simon looks down to Arrowfeather...* "You all have Outdone yourselves... Tell me, what do they have as a breath weapon?" *Arrowfeather smiles...* "Your Highness, That is their best distinction... For a breath weapon, rather than standard flame, they shoot masses of a chemical weapon from the Earth realm, I believe it is called ummm,, Napalm...." *Simon ponders for a few minutes...* "Make sure only you Phoenixes can control them, and put them into Production on Phoenecia... I do not want Any made here, for security reasons..." *Arrowfeather bows..* "The precautions have been Taken, my Lord... Titanus here shall remain for your assistance..." *Simon smiles...* "Well Done, Arrowfeather, You and your group have pulled off a Miracle. Do return soon." *Arowfeather, the Phoenixes, and Titanis all bow and respond in unison...* "As you Command, Lord Simon." ((Yup, a new PC ANd a new being to add to the Menagerie of Monsters in Arangoth. THe Phoenix dragons are Biomechanical beings.. Not true dragons, but made to resemble them.)) SimnFenix Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 00:27:07 -0600 (MDT) From: [email protected] Subject: Descriptions (Honer's) ((OCC: Ok all I have never posted anything here before so as a test I am going to post the descriptions of my characters)) HONER Honer is the last living mage of a far off country called Fay. the mages of Fay were Fire mages and Honer is no exception. Honer is 6' 2", black hair, and gray eyes. He regularly wears a deep red robe with many pockets containing spell components, magical scrolls, darts, small daggers, and potions (this is a Robe of Holding for all you D$D players). He wears around his neck his most prized posession a small gold amulet with a picture of his love, Aylissa. He caries around his magical quarter staff "NOVA" which when evoked can produce power full fire spells. He keeps all of his other possessions in a pocket demension supported by his life force. Renoh Renoh is Honer's brother that he found in Rydin last week. When Renoh was born he was seperated from his parents and pressed into service by a black mage. The mage enhanced his strength so that he would be as strong as ten men. He later escaped from the mage. Renoh has long black hair tied back, blue eyes, and a short beard. He wears well polished chain mail that comes to his shoulders. He also wears two thick (magic defensivve bracers) with a lock pick hidden under the right one. On the lower half of his body he wears black leather breeches with black dragon leather boots. Out of the tops of the boots poke the hilts of two perfectly ballanced throwing daggers. he is equiped with a long sword that rests on his left hip and a heavy dagger on the right, a two handed sword is slung across one shoulder with a long bow and a quiver full of arows on the other. On his waist right obove the dagger is a coiled whip. He carries around a backpack with a medium shield and all of the lute that he took when fleeing from his former master which consists of several healing potions and some protection scrolls. ((sorry if this was long but I have been meening to do this for a long time now)) ____________________________________________________________________________ ________ Honer of Fay the last of the great Red Mages and keeper of the secrets of Fire Magic Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 14:33:10 -0400 From: Dave Crampton <[email protected]> Subject: Kenokk & Trici (please post this, Dave) >Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 23:19:34 -0400 >X-Sender: [email protected] >To: crampto3 >From: Adam Pigeon <[email protected]> >Subject: Kenokk & Trici (please post this, Dave) > >A Continuation of Kenokk and Trici's story >by: Adam Pigeon, Mun of the Many(over 40 pc's and growing!) and Defender of >the Sig! > >***The scene*** >On the way back to the Seilwood, Kenokk has met an old friend named Malek >who is then killed >by an unknown assailant. Now Ken races through the forest to try to find >Trici and possibly save >her from any attack. >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >Kenokk races along the trail, cursing himself for leaving Trici behind all >by herself. Ken looks all >around for any signs in the ley lines that might tell him where she is. Ken >spots a few converging >blue and green lines, surrounded by several black lines. He runs as fast as >he can, following the >lines, until he breaks into a clearing. There, he see Trici fighting >against 3 elves, all much bigger >than she is, with another lying on the ground in a bloody mess. "Trici!!" >he shouts running into >the clearing, his sword flashing into his hand. Trici looks up. "Kenokk!" >she shouts. As she looks >away one of the attackers hits her in the back of the head with a club and >she slumps to the >ground. "No!" Ken shouts and dives at the closest attacker, ramming his >sword of sharpness >completely through his body. Ken winces in pain as he feels the elf's life >force drain from his >body but he bears through it, pulling out his blood-covered sword and faces >the remaining two >attackers. "Kenokk Moonglow," he hears a voice off to the side say, "Please >put down your >weapon, we have been expecting you for quite some time now. In the name of >Rube Manslayer >I bring you greetings." "What does The Manslayer want with us?" Ken growls. >"Us? Oh, you >must mean the girl. Is she with you? I'm terribly sorry, we had thought >her to be another one of >Malek Starchild's whores. We are terribly sorry." Ken glances over at >Trici and sees her waking >up and looking around groggily. "She is under my protection, and the >protection of King Isin >Brightdale. If you harm either her or I then not even The Manslayer shall >be protected from his >wrath." "Manslayer..." Trici whispers silently, a look of fear spreading >over her face. "Harm you? >Oh no, we have no intention of doing that" The elf waves the remaining two >attackers off and >they drag the bodies away. "I am here because The Manslayer wishes to make >you an offer." "I >will have nothing to do with him, the war between the humans and elves is at >an end." "The >Manslayer knows how underappreciated in King Brightdale's court, but even >with all the power >the crown imparts on him, he will not live forever. And when that time >comes, The Manslayer >will ascend to the throne. And he wants you to come to him, and become his >heir." Ken looks at >the elf dumbfounded. "Yes, it is true," he continues, "The Manslayer knows >of the powers of the >ley lines that you hold within you. In time you could become as powerful as >him." "No, I will >never follow him," Ken says calmly. Trici stands up and moves to Kenokk's >side. "That is a pity, >I shall convey your answer to The Manslayer. Perhaps in time you will >change your mind." The >elf then turns and disappears into the forest. "Ken," Trici says quietly, >"What was he talking >about? Why would Rube Manslayer be interested in you?" "I'll.. I'll tell >you about it later. Right >now I want to get out of here and try to find somewhere safe." "Ok, I want >to leave as fast as >possible too." Trici takes a few steps and wavers and almost falls but Ken >catches her in time. >"That was a bad hit you took, we'll have to wait here a few minutes while I >heal that." "Must we?" >"Yes, I'm afraid so. I'll try to hurry it as fast as I can." Ken helps >Trici sit on the soft, moist grass >and then sits in front of her. "This won't hurt," Ken says softly as he >lays his hands on the large >bump on her head. Ken hums quietly to himself, his mind reaching out and >grasping onto the >flow of life in the forest. He becomes acutely aware of every living thing >around him. The grass, >the trees, the birds, Trici, himself. He feels the excess force of life >flowing around them. He >grasps onto it with his thoughts, diverts the flow, transforming himsel into >a conduit for the forces >to flow through. He feels the life energy force itself into Trici's wound >and heal it, and then he >lets it go, allowing the force to flow where it will. Ken opens his eyes >and smiles. "How do you >feel now?" he asks quietly. "I.. I feel wonderful. Thank you Ken." Trici >smiles and gives him a >hug. "Now let's leave, quickly. I don't like this place." "Neither do I." >Ken stands and helps Trici >up and they walk hurridly away. > >Kenokk and Trici travel for many silent hours on foot, resting little, until >at last they reach the >borders of the Seilwood. > >"Halt! State your name and buisness here!" a border guard's voice booms. >"Sidhe Kenokk >Moonglow." Kenokk answers immediately. "My companion and I travel to >Callistilae to attend >the wedding of King Isin Brightdale." The guard seems rather surprised by >this response. "I'll >need to see your papers, sir." "Of course. Here you are." Ken reaches in >his pack and hands >the guard a few pieces of paper. "I'm terribly sorry to have inconvienenced >you m'lord," the >guard says in a much softer tone as he hands back the papers. "Is there >anything you require?" >"Yes, we would like horses to ride and a small armed escort to the royal >palace." Trici looks at >Ken, surprised at the authority he is commanding. "Yes sir, right away" the >guard says and >hurries off to follow Ken's orders. "The royal wedding? We're going to the >royal wedding?" Trici >asks in a hushed but excited voice. "Yes we are, that's the 'urgent >business'. I wanted to >surprise you," Ken says quietly, a broad smile on his face. "Well i'm >really surprised! Oooh! I'm >so excited! Thank you!" Trici wraps Ken in a tight hug and Ken laughs and >hugs her back. >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > >More ramblings from a bored and lonely mun: >Well, I hope you enjoyed this installment of Trici and Kenokk's story, more >parts to come! If you >have any questions, comments or general spamming about the story please send >whatever you >want to me at [email protected] If any comments are posted on the >mailing list I won't >see them, because I'm not on the mailing list. :( > >Now on to another subject, I haven't gotten very much mail lately. I'm >lonely out here. If you >haven't written to me lately please do. > >Now on to another subject, I may be getting local access by the end of the >month. Keep your >fingers crossed! > > > -- Dave Crampton AKA Dark Vampyre "The Blood is the Life" - Dracula "Blood is like wine..." - Bush "I don't know how to be bad at being bad." - The Vampire Lestat "Call me what you will....." - Metallica "That's just one of my names...." - Bush Dave's too cool Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/ The #RedFang Bar's Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/RedFang/ Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 16:12:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Continue of the Ruatha New Lineage From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 17:51:39 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: Continue of the Ruatha New Lineage :::::As darkness once again, fall over the lands of Arangoth, a shadow moved effortless across the landscape, nearing the dark and quiet castle of Blackfens...:::: Jul`Kair peered from out of a nearby small bushes shadow...using his ability to meld with the shadows...he looked around the area...being careful as too, not set off any alarms, incase the castle was still being watched.... He moved in and out of the shadows across the landscape, till finally reaching the outer walls of the castle...he touched the stone...feeling its life force, as the crystal inside is armor hummed slighty..this told him, that magiks were still in use within the castle....he pondered..."yess, kaejo...you left behind some nice traps...funny man....". Jul`Kair reached his hands to the wall, feeling for the simple cracks in the wall, and this time used his non-magical talents to scale the wall..sensing that some of the traps would be alert with the use of magiks....as his muscles strained under the use..he thought "damn, been too long since doing it the old way, must remember to practice more, later of course". Finally reaching the top of the wall, he rolled over the top of the wall, landing softly and quietly onto the floor, his eyes scanned thru the darkness, trying to perceive any threats....finding none...he moved slowly, and low to the floor, but stopping every ten feet just to check his surroundings. Finally reaching the main hallways from where the bedrooms are located, and after disarming a total of twelve non-magikal traps, and four magikal traps...rubbing his left shin slightly...seeing the flesh as it still hasnt healed completly yet...he looks at the blood soaked make-shift bandage, he curses silentily under his breath, "curse you Kaejo..damn sneaky trap..damn sneaky!" He continue to creep forward slowly down the hallway...till finally reaching Menolly and Kaejo's bedroom chamber...he thru some dust over the entrance and at the door....there he noticed, as the dust showed, the sigil of a strange symbol...knowing time was important, he choose not to try and disarm this, figuring it would take too much time....so Jul`kair, lifted a shield of an armored suit in the hallway, and rammed the door with his full wieght and strenght...still this wasnt enough, as the sigil flares, and a magical force slams him into the wall across the hall, the shield mangeld around his arm...."Alright....", he bends the shield off his arm, feeling the arm bone is broken, he winces from the pain...reaching into the side pouch, lifts out some blue & red sand, and tosses it at the sigil, it flares then disappears...he then rushes the door again...***CRASH***....falling thru the timbers of the door, he rolls to a stop by hitting a wall, real hard...feeling another rib break from the impact....Jul`Kair groans, as he looks back at the shattered doorway, he sees the sigil flare back to life again... Jul`Kair begins to search the room carefully...after several minutes, he finally finds the piece of jewelry, Menolly's bracelet...he grins slightly, and places the item inside his armor for safe keeping....he then tosses out several handfulls of colored sands across the floor...hoping this will be enough, he summons a small amount of raw mystical energies, and gestures a few times as the colored sands begin to glow, and in a flash of light...Jul`Kair is transported......directly in the middle of the courtyard of Castle Black..."damn...shit...piss...u sneaky little bastard!" Jul`Kair looks around at all the startled Guards around him..."Hiya fellas, Know where the nearest outhouse is?" The Guards draws their swords and shields, and charge him, saying "Capture the intruder!!" Jul`Kair, "Oh shit...guess not!" Jul`Kair uses all of his talents of leaping and dodge the best he can, with three broken ribs, a broken arm, and slightly damage leg...he rolls to the side, flips over a number of grounds, only to land on his face....he rolls to the side, to see and count close to eight swords leveled at his throat..."Guess we cant talk about this, huh?" **************************************************************************** **************************** Menolly awakes slowly...now fully realizing that she is now blind...she tries to cry, and now realizes that crying only brings her more pain...he calls out for her child..."Myn, are you there??" :::silence follows...then a voice breaks the silence:::::: "No my dear, your child is not here." Menolly replies with a tremble in her speech, "Who...who are you??" "I am called by some as the father, but others know me as the Caretaker." Menolly, puzzles the name..."Caretaker??...are you one of those evil women that took me and my child??" "No, i am not with them, i am a prisoner just like you...your child you speak of was taken from here, while you were asleep....I sensed that they are going begin training her to join them, my dear." Menolly, "Train her???, where are we???" "My dear, we are in Atlantis, well actually we are beneath Atlantis, in the Sunaj Training and Prison Halls...and yes, they plan to train her as one of them....i am so sorry to tell you this, you need to rest, calm yourself." Menolly, can only begin to cry regardless of the pain it causes her, as she continues to call for Kaejo in her mind..."KAEJO!!!!!!!!!!, Where ARE you!?!?!??!?!" **************************************************************************** ****************************** -Sun`zen(former Sunaj) {I'm am just a Simple Gardner, who enjoys removing a few "weeds" from the Lands} Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) -in life we have only the friendship and respect of out peers, for with out that we are really alone, and we cry in the night, to see a falling star and wish to it, that we grow and become better. ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 23:57:02 -0400 From: [email protected] (Dave Soltys) Subject: Re: The Northern Plains... ((I guess this is part II of this post... I cut it into installments since people hate large post... or maybe not... its just what I here... DreamShade's mun)) > He watches the box slowly open as a faint red aurora grabs at his >sly grin... > He reaches into the ebony holder of the red mystery as a crash rumbles through the shadowy room startling even the likes of DreamShade. DreamShade looks up as he senses the presence of his feline friend. "Tis I see you have returned... I think the weather may be getting to me too...". DreamShade looks down at the two large emeralds reflecting the firelight and searching her magi companion's innerself. Forgetting the box, DreamShade closes the black, patterened lid on the red enimga and sets the black box upon the small wooden table beside him as shadows take it and its contents to a safe haven. He speaks watching it leave his presence, and turns to the large cat. "Till later..." He sits back into his plush chair and reaches to scratch the panther's ear. "Tis I think its time for a move... Don't yee... A return to an old haunt for maybe...a long visit...." The panther looks up at Dreamshade peircing him with another one of her quizzical emerald stares. "Well... if thats the way yee feel, but yee will never understand... for now, at least... I know you are comfortable, but times change and I think I owe them a favor..." The feline stares back again with an almost human expression. "What do you mean!!" Dreamshade raises his voice glaring at the cat and starts to stand.. "You are fool of many misconceptions my friend... Speak no more... You act as if you are queen of this place..." Dreamshade shouts at the panther with a slight anger upon his voice. The panther stands alert with a low growl. "GO THEN... Let your instincts fill your primal lust and blind what intellegance was granted to such an... ODD... PESKY CAT!!" The cat leaps up at Dream growling with a flaring green stare jumping toward him. Dream flinches back as shadow and light play off his retina's and reflect from the wall and the feline passes through him into the darkness."Damn... infernal beast that you are... play your shadowy tricks on me... AYE!!" Turns around in fury... "Yee were but an ODD BEAST... till I lay my hand on thee... AND NOW YOU ACT AS QUEEN!!! WHY NOT...." Dream fumes from within as a footstep breaks his wraith turning with bluish flaring iris's to a small shadowy figure standing in the half-lit doorway... A small, short stalky figure half-cast in shadow speaks with a faint frightful tongue of high-pitched syllables. "Tis I nay wi.. wii.. wish... to Anggeerr... Sirrr ... I mean... Lor... Tis I mea.." The small figure steps forward with a height of under 4 ft and a small round face with a slightly large nose and a very pale complextion with golden hazel eyes. The gnomish character shifts in his pale white speckled gray fury shirt and wool pant. "Mast.." "SPEAK UP...!!!", barks Dreamshade with a flaring tempor... "Master... Master Rhaellon... I bring..." DreamShade's tempermant changes suddenly as he hears his birthname, something deeply held by him and strangely given to few but his most trusted aquintances, and stoops down to meet the small gnome. "I am sorry.. Farlow... Tis the pesky... shadowy beast as you call her was acting up again...". The gnome shakes his head and his eyes grow small at the mention of the cat. "Aye... The big mean sh'dow... I never will know why you are so to taking a liking of such a big be'st... And she almost ATE me!" Farlow shudders at the thought. "She is gone for now, " DreamShade turns around looking into the shadows, "Hopefully." "Tis I bring you news..." The gnome shift in the large fur northern clothing as the heat of the fire beats at him. "And so how did thee come to find passage here so quickly... I nay hope you trudged here across that god-forsaken sun and sand ridden wasteland of those desert dwellers, through the snowy passes, and across the ice-strewn tundra... Is..." The gnome opens his lil mouth to speak... "Wait.. it isn't ready that early... HOW DID YOU... its been so long since I've seen you!" The lil gnome interrupts with a mouth of high pitched gabber... "Tis not M'lord as you say... We are near some semblence of completeness but still far off... Although... as to me passage... the circle and seal are complete and so gave me passage... it will now permit passage to Arangoth for the rest of us without your future worry and things will move quicker to completion with the fast route of magic... also I have other news... its of the state of affairs in the realm. The dese.. " Dreamshade smiles at the news and than interrupts suddenly... " I know of thee desert dwellers conflict with our fair friends of the south..." The gnome gabbers on. "But.. M'Lord the Queen has..." Dreamshade again smiles, but with a concerned look. "I know Farlow. She is in the hands of a desert mistress, but as that is as far as I have been able to inquire though... " Farlow looks confused. "But how... Yee are always on top of the most smallest bit before I even see the light." Dreamshade laughs. "You know of my ways... And I have been on an occasional visit to that happy inn of the realm and my usual haunts of the castle grounds, etc..." Farlow smiles knowing things that others know not of. DreamShade stands back up. "Now I have news for you... I am returning as of today... and.... Follow me." Dreamshade turns to the doorway and exits into a polished marble passage. Farlow follows behind with curiousity... ************************************* ************************************************************* ****/-*********__***** A Master of the "Point", * ***/ \*******/******* A Player with Shadow and Light, * **/__ /REAM***\******* Royal Magi to the Crown of Arangoth. * ************__/HADE*** A Dreamweaver of the Northern Plains * ************************************************************* ((Oh and the mun is Dave, Royal Pain in the Rear to his friends.)) "To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wildflower." -William Blake "Reality is what you make of it." - Unknown "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." -Some wise old sage Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 21:32:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Continue Saga of the Ruatha Lineage Cc: [email protected] From: [email protected] X-Sender: [email protected] Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 22:40:10 -0400 To: [email protected] Subject: Continue Saga of the Ruatha Lineage :::::As the Sun rose to meet the great Pyramid of Asylum, its glare flashing off the teirs around the pyramid...the rays flirted down into a small hole into a large chamber that is set off to the side, protected on the outside by a number of stone statutes, and a number of roving guards, mostly being Sunaj warriors...:::::: The female Sunaj warriors introduced themselves to Myn, you sat infront of them...."Greetings child, I am called Dwen`zen first daughter of the Aerihza clan, and to my right is, Tazmir, my second, and on my left is Moquir, my advisor and third...We are the true lords of the Inner Guardiens of the Sunaj." Myn looked blankily at them and then spoke, "Where's momma and daddy??" Dwen spoke slowly to Myn, "My dear child, her mother died...I am sorry, there was nothing we could do, she had thought you were dead, when she awoke a few days ago, and we could not calm her, and she managed to injury one of my sisters, and my sister accidentally killed her, We are all sorry for this." Myn looked into the eyes of Dwen, and could not see if she lied or was telling the truth...and when Myn sought to feel the link between her and her mother, she couldnt feel it...so Myn collasped onto the floor, crying and shaking.... Dwen spoke, "Myn, dear little one, do not cry, for me and my sisters have decided to take you into our little family, and bring you up correctly....Moquir please help Myn, remember the truth..." Moquir bowed slightly to Dwen, and then moved close to Myn....Myn still crying, lifted her head slowly and with tearful eyes, sniff a few times, wiping her nose on a tattered sleeve, and looked into Moquir eyes...."Can....can...you...help me?!?" Moquir merely nodded, then Myn felt inside her mind as if someone was pulling at it...Myn cried in pain, and then relaxed suddenly...as she looked with pain into Moquir eyes, then looked again with understanding....Myn saw memories fade away...slowly then quickily. What seemed to be days, was a mere few hours, as the small hole in the ceiling change from day to night....Myn rose up from the floor, shaking a little bit, she looked up to Dwen, "Dwen, my sister, we can i begin my teachnings?" Dwen replied, "Soon my child, soon...but now you need sleep, Moquir, please take our little sister to her sleeping chambers.." Moquir bowed slightly, as she lead Myn away from the chamber...Myn looked to Moquir, "Moquir...can you tell me anything about my mother and father..i can seem to remember them?" After reaching Myn's sleeping chambers, Moquir, knelt down to Myn, as a tear streaked across her face...Myn reached to touch the tear, "Moquir, why do you cry?" Moquir looked into Myn's eyes, still as the tears slowly streaked down her face, "Myn, my love...you dont remember me, do you?" Myn shaked her head. Moquir began to cry some more...then spoke, "Myn, you were taken from me when you were still young by some dimensional demons...it wasnt tell a few days ago, that me and my other sisters finally found you and brought you back home, Myn you are my only daughter, your really name is Myn`lea, daughter of Daoir Laz`jud, second to the order of the Sunaj." Myn looked blankily at Moquir....then suddenly her face sprang with a renewed glow as she shouted and hugged Moquir, "MOMMA!!!!!!!" **************************************************************************** *****Meanwhile in a cell underneath Asylum Menolly is telling her 'cellmate' the story of her capture and how much she wants to just go home to her husband and family********** Caretaker sympathizes with her plight, and so tells her, "My dear child, calm yourself, and i will try to open a doorway to your home." Caretaker begans to summon the energy from the nearby pyramid that lies several hundred meters above them ever so slowly so that he will have the power to open the Rift back to Arangoth for Menolly. Caretaker begans to pulse with the energy, and then funnels the power into the air near the wall, a sudden rush of air springs up, then the bluish vortex of the Rifts springs into life..."My child, your path home is now open, walk straight ahead, and do not stop." Menolly nods. But as soon as Menolly reaches the threshold, a sudden explosion rocks her body...she drops to floor as she feels the life begin to drain from her...Menolly lunges forward as she can feel her spine shatter, her ribs splayed to the near walls, her mouth and throat fill instantly with blood, as her mind screams out, ~*KAEJO*~, she falls into the Rift along with the few remains of her body..her lower torso remains behind in the cellroom...the Rift closes. **************************************************************************** ******** -Sun`zen(aka. Jul`Kair, aka.Sun`Dragn, aka. Sunaj) Champion of BattleFest '96 Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan) ((personal note frokm Sylvia...YES I know Nolly is dead...and Simon just leave her there ok?)) ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 23:55:30 -0600 (MDT) From: [email protected] Subject: Hints for Recycling AOL Disks >Return-Path: [email protected] >Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 21:36:54 -0600 (MDT) >X-Sender: [email protected] >To: [email protected] >From: Jim Essinger <[email protected]> >Subject: Hints for Recycling AOL Disks > >>Return-Path: [email protected] >>Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 16:56:42 UT >>Reply-To: Methodist discussion group <[email protected]> >>Sender: Methodist discussion group <[email protected]> >>From: KudzuKid <[email protected]> >>Subject: Hints for Recycling AOL Disks >>X-To: [email protected] >>To: Multiple recipients of list UM-LIST >> <[email protected]> >> >> Time to lighten up a bit. The following are suggestions for >dealing with the >>ubiquitous America Online "free" disks that seem to come in every magazine, in >>the mail, and everywhere else. Many people simply erase them and use them to >>store more worthy files. Here are some other options I found on the Internet. >> >> 1. Attach to a ruler and presto, you've got a fly-swatter. >> 2. At a restaurant, shove one under a wobbly table leg >> 3. Re-entry tiles on the space shuttle (donate them to NASA) >> 4. Room dividers for your hamster >> 5. Drink coasters >> 6. Bathroom tile >> 7. Sturdy case for under your bicycle/motorcycle kick stand on soft >surfaces >> 8. Mini Frisbee >> 9. Grill scraper >> 10. wrist slicer - after receiving first AOL bill (use metal door) >> 11. Once collection reaches 52, use for playing cards >> 12. Toe tags for mortuaries (great for identifying dead computer geeks) >> 13. Fence (may need a few thousands, but that should only take a >year to >>collect) >> 14. Halloween treat (give them away all night long) >> 15. Hidden/spare key holder (crack open one side, insert key, >place near >>door - completely safe, 'cause who'd want an AOL disk?) >> >>Gary >>[email protected], of course :) >>-- >> [email protected] >>http://www.hardyboy.com/~bayport/welcome.html >> "Hate is not a family value." >> >> >----- > >Jim Essinger >[email protected] >John 3:16 > > ____________________________________________________________________________ ________ Honer of Fay the last of the great Red Mages and keeper of the secrets of Fire Magic Date: Fri, 12 Jul 1996 04:00:44 -0400 From: Ash <[email protected]> Subject: Kylus's Trick? **** Outside the inn back into the forest a little ways**** Erica cackled with glee as she held the ornamentally carved box which contained the Eye of Vecna. The foolish bastard elf (aka Kylus) she would show him who was damned. As she faded out of side she allowed kylus to glimpse at his "darling" foster daughter Skylar. ***** A image appears first faded then comes into view infront of kylus** Skylar slumped against the wall of the small cell, the stone walls looking rough compared to her chaffed bare body, and Daedil's broken form in chain but unconscous on the floor blood pooled around his head and only shallow breathes escaping him. Kylus places a hand over his mouth, and whispers a prayer to paladine for them both as Erica fades back in, her ceremonial drow robes decorated with fine spider webbing make her truly look like one of the dead. "Like how your "child" looks preist? I'm sure she would look better missing some limbs, you better hurry with the rest of your demands, time is ticking!" Kylus turns to her his face hard again. "Go damned one....take it back to your master....<qm> may you both choke on it..." Erica considering she had down enough to the priest for today walks through the portal a smile on her face. Kylus smiles faintly and draws Kingarhn.... Kylus sticks it int he ground and DUCKS *A HUGE Explosion Rocks the Country Side, Birds squawk and take to the air, the people of the inn look around quickly wondering if the earth was splitting apart, everywhere everything pauses for a moment, then lets out a collective sigh as the sound does not continue* Kylus smiles, knowing he just activated the trap on the box he had given Erica, sealing her and ScarecroW in thier lair for the time being, til they can find a way to get free. Kingarth flashes as Kylus pulls him out of the ground. "Yes old freind, we do have much to do, come lets go prepare.." And with that Kylus leaves heading off in the direction of Church... =) Questions, comments, general BLAH, mail it to me! :) ~* Ash *~ "Perhaps this is a situation where excessive honesty can be detrimental." -- Data, Star Trek: The Next Generation Date: Fri, 12 Jul 1996 14:37:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: Saga of Myn with the Sunaj >From: [email protected] >X-Sender: [email protected] >Date: Fri, 12 Jul 1996 16:08:24 -0400 >To: [email protected] >Subject: Saga of Myn with the Sunaj > >[[[[[Please send to the Mailing List...Thanx :) ]]]]]]] > > > >::Morning came quickly to Myn, who awoke to find her mother, sitting to the >side of the bed, loooking out a window...::: > > Myn, rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and then asked, "Momma, is everything >okay?" Moquir turned and looked at her innocent and sweet child, "Yes, >Myn`lea everything is better since your home...also, Dwen, has argeed to >begin your training in the arts of the Stone Mages, a very proud art within >the Sunaj...only the best ever achieve the teachings of becoming Stone Mages." > Myn looks with excitment on her face, and looks to Moquir, "When do i >start learning...cuze I want to make you and daddy proud of me." Moquir >speaks, "Myn`lea, you have already made us happy, and maybe your daddy, will >visit us soon." "Where is daddy, momma?" Myn asks. "His on a secret mission >for the Sunaj lords in another dimension, and soon will be home." Moquir >replies. Myn smiles...and rushes to get dressed....after nearly an hour >with Moquir, they both finally leave the bedroom chamber and walk quickly to >dining hall, where she, her mother, and several others eat an amazing feast >of foods set out before them...Myn is amazed by the number of servants, and >how they treat her, as she was royalty, Moquir explains that she is of >royalty, she is the daughter of the third High Lord of Inner Guards of the >Sunaj..Moquir points to herself with that statement...Myn smiles and hugs >her mother..... > >......directly after breakfast, Moquir, and Myn`lea moved to the training >halls, this is where Myn sees Dwen and another strange person dressed in all >in robes, where bandaged hands...and when it speaks...its "s" is drawn out, >like when it says, "yes" it comes out as "yesssss". Myn looks to her mother, >Moquir leans down and explains that that being is a Rifter, a being capable >of opening doorways to almost any dimension and world across the >cosmos...Myn looks blankily at the explanation, then just shrugs...thinking >he must be a bigshot. The Rifter turns its attention to Myn and >Moquir...and then walks away to the side....Dwen speaks up, "Good day to you >Myn`lea, and Moquir...Myn`lea, you will begin your training outside of this >place, the Rifter will take you and your mother, to another place, along >with a dozen other Sunaj to watch over you both while you begin your >training over the next 19 years...." Myn looks to her mother..."19 >years....thats a long time???" "Hush, my little one...it really isnt that >long, for the Rifter can have us back here in a couple of days as if we had >just left..." Moquir replies, and notices the confused look of her >daughter..."Trust me, everything will be okay." Myn shrugs, then smiles >hugging her mother...as they both along with a number of Sunaj, the Rifter, >and several servants, and packages on a hover slide, move thru the Rift into >the unknown....Myn slightly shaking, but tries to remain brave beside her >mother thru the entire event.......The Rift closes. > >****************************************************************** >-Sun`zen(aka. Jul`Kair, aka.Sun`Dragn, aka. Sunaj) >Champion of BattleFest '96 > >Reality is a nightmare from which we can only awake from when we are living >our True Lives in Cyberspace.......Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. > >-starcry(aka. Stefhan) > > > ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Fri, 12 Jul 1996 19:04:37 -0700 (MST) From: [email protected] (Stan) Subject: forgive I'm sorry all, but I fear I may not be able to join ye at SoulDeep.. My mun has something very important to do at the time. If I can, I'll join ye... but, if not, I beg for all of your forgiveness... ~Aystan Silveron~ Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 00:39:21 -0400 From: Kylus Dragonsbane <[email protected]> Subject: Kylus' retreat... Kylus opens the door to his cabin and walks in quietly (or as quietly as he can in full plate). He looks around his empty house and sighs wearily. He managed to trick the banshee into closing the gate temporarily...that will allow them to act without being spied upon by the lich...at least for a little while.. Kylus mutters to himself, praying that Skylar and Daedil do not suffer for his actions. He gets out an odd metal frame from his armor chest and leans it against the bed. The paladin then begins to remove his armor, lashing each piece to the frame, and tossing the padding in a small satchel at the bottom of a frame. "There," he says quietly, "that should fit on me don't you think?" ~* Don't you think that will break your back, oh brainy paladin?*~ Kingarhn snickers, the blue-green jewel flickering in the dim light of the cabin. "How soon they forget," he smiles slightly, "It has a spell on it to lighten the load, oh barb-tongued holy sword." ~* Must we go do this? *~ Kingarhn sighs. "Yes," he replies softly, "I've forgotten what it is to be a Ghosthunter, Kingarhn.....I think both of us have forgotten, old friend. Best we go away, and relearn what that means." ~* I don't want to go the mountains! *~ the sword whines, ~* They're BORING. *~ "How would you know? You were asleep in the box when I crossed them from RhyDin." Kylus asks, looking at the sword as he dresses in a plain pair of worn traveling pants and a patched up brown shirt. He places his holy symbol around his neck. ~* Oh yeah......heheheheheehhehee...silly me. *~ Kingarhn laughs mischievously, and Kylus sighs, knowing the whole point of this conversation was to drive him nuts. "How much more is there to you that I don't know about, Kingarhn?" he asks, turning serious for a moment. ~*Hehehehehehhehehehehehehehe, now I can't just TELL you, Kylus....that wouldn't be any fun at all would it? *~ Kylus sighs again, and pulls out a bedroll, then lashes it to the frame. Kingarhn he sticks in a sheath on the side and nods. ~* A little tight....do you have anything one size bigger maybe? *~ Kylus doesn't even bother to respond at this point and Kingarhn laughs mindlessly. The paladin sighs and wraps a faded grey cloak, the one that Skylar gave him, and goes around the house, closing the doors and the shutters on the windows. He takes his pack, which feels only slightly heavy, despite the armor, and walks out the front door, then shuts and locks it. Kylus traces a symbol on the door and mutters a blessing to keep theives away. ~* Ready? *~ Kingarhn asks. "Not quite," Kylus replies quielty, "One more thing needs to be done.." he sets the pack down and pulls out his flute, a small, hand carved thing. Kingarhn falls silent, knowing he doesn't like to be toyed with while he does this. Kylus puts the flute to his lips, and faces the mountains that he will soon venture into--the ones that lead to RhyDin. He plays a soft, wordless elven love song and all the life seems to stop for a while to listen to the notes as they travel up to the moon, and to the one they are meant for. Kylus lets the notes trail off as the song ends and looks up to the red star that points the way to RhyDin and hopes his wife is there, looking at it as he does from Arangoth. He turns then, and lets out a whistle. Its answered by a grey horse galloping out of the woods. Kylus smiles and rubs his head. "Aeryc," he smiles, "You ready for a little ride? Its been a while." Aeryc gives the paladin what he can of an affirmative and Kylus smiles and saddles him. Hefting his pack on his shoulders he climbs up and settles himself in the saddle. "It _has_ been a while." he mumbles, and Kingarhn snickers. Kylus smiles a little and turns to face his cabin, now lightless and closed up...empty. "Gods watch over my friends, whereever they may be," he whispers, "keep them safe and at peace until the threats have passed...." With that, he spurs Aeryc on eastward, towards the mountains of Arangoth's border and the place of spiritual retreat where he hopes he will relearn the skills of the Ghosthunters....to battle like he used to one last time. ((Well all I'll be talking to you when I get back from vacation! See you all then! :D )) Patrick~ Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 00:21:45 -0600 From: [email protected] (OneStab) Subject: NETWAR OOC: Dear players, I am very sorry the NETWAR had to be postponed at the last minute.. I thank all of you for understanding a personal emergency. The NETWAR will be rescheduled for next week. I will send the exact time and day by sunday... and I will try to make it earlier for those of the eastern US persuasion.. Thanks! Darren Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 10:17:45 -0400 From: Dave Crampton <[email protected]> Subject: Cursed Blessings chapter 2 - The New Blessing >Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 00:04:34 -0400 >X-Sender: [email protected] (Unverified) >To: crampto3 >From: Adam Pigeon <[email protected]> >Subject: Cursed Blessings chapter 2 - The New Blessing > >Book 2 in the Deth Trilogy >by Adam Pigeon, Mun of the Many and Defender of The Sig! >This story has been given a voluntary rating of PG-13. May not be suitable >for children >"You'll learn to love this pain you feel, like father like son" -Garbage "Queer" >"Bow down before the one you serve, you're going to get what you deserve" >-/\/ | \/\ "Head Like A Hole" > > Deth fled through the ancient catacombs, trying desperately to remember his way >out. His sword was covered in blood. Many guards had given chase. It was >nearly >impossible to make it as far as he had, and there was surely much farther to >go. Deth >rounded a corner. A guard stood at an ambush, ready to shoot on sight. >Deth drops into >the shadows, a split-second before the machine gun fires. Deth runs blindly >through the >walls, drops down through the floor, and up through the ceiling, trying to >lose anyone >who might be tracking him. > "Breathing too heavy.. remember your training.. must keep silent.." Deth >thought >to himself as he re-appeared in the normal world. He looks around and finds >himself in a >tool closet. "Perfect.. now if I can get the right tools.." Deth grabs a >loose nail and a pair of needlenose pliers and starts to pick at the >psi-collar around his throat. "C'mon.. just a >little more and then I'll show them some pain..." Muffled voices come from >outside, "...got >a lock... ...find him... ...closet 6J.." "Damn!" Deth growls to himself. >The doors burst >open as automatic weapons fire sprays into the room, but too late, as Deth >dodges into the >shadows just in time. > Deth runs quickly and silently through the complex network of metallic >tunnels and >rough stone caverns. He sees a guard standing behind a door waiting with >gun pointed at >the door, waiting to ambush. "This is too easy," Deth chuckles silently to >himself. He >sneaks up behind the guard and snaps his neck in one quick motion. He picks >up the gun >and examines it quickly. "9mm.. full auto.. It'll do fine." Deth mutters to >himself. He >checks the ammo and then takes off down the next hallway. > > Lucas taps his foot impatiently as the elevator speeds upward. "I have to stop >Deth before he escapes or Karma Burn is gonna kill me," he quietly says to >himself. The >elevator jolts to a stop and the doors open. Lucas hurries down the stone >corridor, a quiet >pinging noise coming from a box in his hand. "Hmmm.. he went this way, all >right." >Lucas runs faster down the hallway and comes to a horrible sight.... > > Deth steps around a corner and looks for danger. He lets out a slight >exhale of >relief, the exit is at the end of the corridor. A chill wind blows. Deth >starts to turn but is stopped by a strong hand wrapping around his neck form >behind. "You are not leaving >alive, Derrik," Karma Burn's evil voice laughs. "Now your powers will kill >you." Deth >screams as a purple glow surrounds him and begins to invade his body, his >mind, his soul... > > Lucas rounds the corner and sees Karma Burn with his hand on Deth, imparting >the final blessing, that of death. Lucas sickens at the sight and collapses >against the wall. Deth's screams slowly die away as Lucas runs, losing >himself in the catacombs. > /\ |-\ /\ |\ /| |--\ | /--\ |---- /--\ |\ | > / \ | \ / \ | \/ | | | | | | | | | \ | > /----\ | | /----\ | | |--/ | | ___ |-- | | | \| > / \ | / / \ | | | | | | | | | | | >/ \ |_/ / \ | | | | \__/ |---- \__/ | | > >-The Mun of the Many and Defender of the Sig! > >http://www.msu.edu/user/pigeonad/ > > > > -- Dave Crampton AKA Dark Vampyre "The Blood is the Life" - Dracula "Blood is like wine..." - Bush "I don't know how to be bad at being bad." - The Vampire Lestat "Call me what you will....." - Metallica "That's just one of my names...." - Bush Dave's too cool Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/ The #RedFang Bar's Web Page - http://www.msu.edu/user/crampto3/RedFang/ Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 07:52:03 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> Subject: Rummi's Magic and Pawn Announcing the Grand Opening of Rummi Gumy's (yes she's a gummi bear) Magic and Pawn Shop! conveniently located across the street form the Blkdragon Inn, with a second location on the Isle of Mysts. Have old armor that doesn't fit anymore? Is that rusty sword beyond repair? Or do you just need to get rid of a pendant you just stole! Come to Rummi's. Cash for Junk! I buy everything. Gold Gold Gold! Assorted magic spells, potions, and Items. Wand recharges for a reasonable price. Spells for every occasion. Have need of a cruel spell? See Rummi's Practical Joke Magic! Everything from itching powder to Instant HangOver spells. Lowest price in the kingdom for Scrying Spheres and Mirrors. Various Potions also available from Strength potions, to help you win a spar, To Angel's ulcer Medicine (Only available in extra strength) Come on in to RUMMI'S MAGIC and PAWN! This Weeks Special: Bye a Sober Scroll get a Coupon for a free drink at the BLKDRAGON*INN or the DragonMyst*Inn (you choice) ABSOLUTELY FREE! -- From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of, Rummi Gumy Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 07:53:42 -0700 From: Quickning <[email protected]> Subject: PC tolerance and Lack there of Hail and Welmet Fellow Role players, I'm writing just tell some of you guys to LIGHTEN UP!!! I understand most of the role players play for intense drama My pc, Quickning is basically comedic in nature. She steal things from PC, and not always with their Muns permission. I'm starting to worry im going to get kicked or banned for this. I know that a certain pc was banned for being too annoying, and maybe he might have had it coming. But I got kicked from Inn for tipping a kick in the arse to Dulcy. Yes I was warned that Dulcina would fight back. I thought it would be some smart aleky remark or maybe have the boot the butt returned. But being kicked out of the inn is a little bit extreme isn't it? I wouldn't have done it if I had know that I would be kicked. I took it with a smile and returned with Quick rubbing her but after being kicked out. I just wanted to remind all you dramatic Muns that not all the PC's are serious. Not all are nice. Some aren't even sane. The variety of types of pc's, not just in personalties, but in role playing styles is what makes the BLKDRAGON*Inn fun for me. Quickning is a thief. She almost always tries to get the big tippers, and she almost never give a straight tip for the drinks she orders. Its not because I'm not trying to be annoying or trying to make every one else miserable. I'm being true to my pc. If you want me to stop just MSG me. I hope some of you will have the good humor to go along with it. And I will always play the consequences of my actions. Just don't check you sense of humor at the door. Thanks for letting me Rant and Rave, >From the Stolen Pen and Twisted Mind of, Storm Quicking, Guild Vice Commander of @}--}--The DarkRose Legion--{--{@ And her Mun Crystal CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET A LOG! Date: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 19:52:11 -0700 From: [email protected] Subject: None Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 10:38:16 -0500 From: [email protected] (Dee and Rich) Subject: Re: None Elysiad stands looking out from her window, which over looks what seems to be an ocean. She knows better. There is a knowck at her dor and a zombie opens the door and shambles to her. "What is it...Ah....mail from the BlackDragon Inn. So let's see what they have to say." Elysiad takes the scroll and the zombie turns to leave. She turns back to the window looking out into the distance and begins to open the seal. A light touch on her shoulder stops her. "Mail from an admirer Elysiad," AlAqrb asks sacasiticly from behind her. "Possibly, but then why would you care," she replies as she continues and opens the scroll. AlAqrb laughes a very hollow, evil laugh, looking at the empty scroll, "Perhaps, but this one can't write it seems." He takes the scroll as it bursts into flame and it's ashes float out the window on an unseen and unfelt wind. "I believe I am admirer enough for you Elysiad." Elysiad gets a small smile on her face that AlAqrb cannot see and as she turns it vanishes, "Ah, but is any man enough for me." She begins to walk towards the door, but is abrutly halted by an unseen force. Then AlAqrb stands before her. "That is yet to be discovered is it....Then I guess I should explore..." AlAqrb leans down as Elysiads clothes are ripped from her body by another unseen force. He slides his tongue... ****The following has been edited for those minors that get these mails 8) **** Elysiad stands looking out her window once again. And looks at the ocean and watches AlAqrb walk along the shore. "Perhaps....." Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 10:22:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: The Birth Of Granis The Sunaj (part one) Please Post to the Mailing List, Thank you :::As the Sun began to Rise thru the sky..its rays, just beginning to touch the fragile lands underneath its graces...deep within the Asyr Desert the sands began to move....as anyone on the sands out there could feel the slight tremors....as suddenly there was an explosion of light as several hundread Rainbow's sprang forth into the sky and across the Desert...as the Pyramid shudder into existances slowly...then finally coming to fully appear in the glow of the Morning Sun:::: Granis awoke from his slumber rather early this day, and quicklily donned his armor and gear, snatching up the amulet he was giving by Sun`zen...he studied the item closely, and could see nothing special about it.....just outside his window the first rays of the morning began to glide into his room. Granis holding the amulet walked to the window....then suddenly the amulet was hit by ray of the sun....Granis stopped in his movement as he quickily spinned around, as he found himself suddenly in the Desert and standing shin deep in sand, there just to his left stood a Pyramid glowing in the light of the morning sun...Granis looked to the amulet and noticed it glowed for a mere second...then sudddenly Granis found himself standing inside the Pyramid..as the amulet vanished from his grip...his hand slightly numbed by the feeling of the amulet leaving him. Granis looked around, and could clearily see the large pillars of stone and statues that rose beyond his vision high into the ceiling...and wrapping around the pillars, statues, along the walls, and across some parts of the floor...were these beautiful roses...each seemingly looked just like the rainbow..and as he looked closely, he could slowly see the patterns of color shift within the petals of each rose...he leaned close to touch one..."Stop!!!" Granis nearly fell over from the sudden voice, but didnt...Granis turned to see who commanded him, and grined slightly at seeing Sun`zen wearing tattered clothes, but they seemed rather strong in an odd way. "Good Morning, Sun!", Granis replied. "Morning, Granis...and please do not touch the flowers, ok?", Sun asked. Granis nodded. "So when do we begin the training?", he asked. Sun looked to the into air towards the ceiling.....as ripples of energy and light began to flare...thunder and lightning flashed outside of the Pyramid...then Sun looked to Granis, and smiled..."It begins now", Sun replies, and with a gesture of his hand, Granis awakes to find himself spreaded eagle on a table, with his arms outstretched, and as he looked with only his eyes to the right, he could see all of his gear and equipment laid upon a far away table, and to the left Sun, smiling at him, seemingily playing with a bunch of strange metal instruments...."Sun..care to explain this???", Granis asked. "Not much to explain...you are now my prisoner...HAHAHA...NOT...sorry just always wanted to say that", "But really, i merely transported you to the preparation room, since this is where you will be spending the next 8 years of your life, plus the additional 2 years it will take to train you correctly in the use of the Tattoo's...so just relax, and try and not think about the pain, that makes the "Dead" glad they arent alive...ok?", Sun explains and tells him. Granis tries to grin, but inside his mind his brain is screaming at him...""I told you this was a BADDDDD idea..didnt I...but NOOOOO, we dont listen..noooo, we want revenge for being made a fool of by the Sunaj...well buddy look at you now...no..no..dont say it...'Shut up'..""...Granis sweats a little...waiting for the beginning. Sun...walked around Granis..rubbing an oilish film all over his body..."Granis this will numb some of the pain, alright...blink once for yes..twice for no!" Granis blinked once. Sun finished with the oil...and stepped back as he saw Granis muscle tighten real fast, then suddenly relax...Quickily, Sun drew out the magical grafting rods...as he clapped one to his to each of his ankle, touched the small ruby at the top of them...as a glow pulsed from each of them....the clasps, slap the sides of each of his ankles as blood and bits of flesh were splayed across the run...slowly the clasp twisted and turn..as they slowly dug their way into his flesh and into the granite slap that Granis, rested on...finally the clasp, reached bone...and with a grinding sound, then with a sudden screeching sound, each clasp, stopped , as the wound was magically sealed by the clasps, binding each of the clasps directly to Granis's bone of each ankle, preventing escape....Sun walked over, and with two more clasps, he placed each one directly above Granis's wrists, and again after touching the ruby, the clasps, splayed open his wrists, sending blood and bits of flesh into the area...muscle, liagments, cartilage being cut in two as the magical clasps each slowly twisted and turned grinding its way down into the bloody mess of his wrist(both left and right)...blood shooting out from the artery that is cut open...slowly, the clasp, grinded into the bones...screeching to a halt deep into the bones(imagine the sound the drill at the Dentist office makes)...then once again..the wound is magical sealed and healed...leaving the clasp bonded to the bone and table....Sun moved to Granis neck and head...doing the same to both of them as he did with ankles and wrist...placing the clasps, one over his neck, and the other on top of his head.....after a few seconds...the blood, brain, muscle, skin/flesh and pieces of bone stop being splayed into the area, and the wounds on both the neck and head are sealed and healed...Sun then brings to set out the magical tools to etch the tattoo's into Granis's body...~*Relax Granis, you are about to become a new Man!*~ ::::On the outside of the Pyramid the day slowly creeps by at the speed of a trapped snail::: :::Inside the Pyramid...weeks and months move past...Sun, shaves Granis, of his beard nearly 17 times the first year, then only 15 the second, then on the third 16 times...then finally gives up, and lets the damned thing grow....as he looks over Granis's body...as he begins to count the number of etched and powered tattoo's that glisten on Granis's body...1...2..3..4......7..., Sun realizes he must place more on Granis body just to make sure he is ready for just about anything...and so more years, pass by...Granis hair, begins to grey in certain areas..balding slightly on his head...his muscles slowly deteriote to almost nothing...his muscle tone, is nearly all go by the 6th year of the process....now Sun counts the number again...1....4....8....12...18..., "Yes, this is enough, this amount should give him a fighting chance against them, and plus he has two tattoo's of my own creation, something the Sunaj will not expect!", Sun laughs out loud, heavily and strong, breathing in the musk of an aged human, and dried smell of urine, dung, blood, and sweat, Sun sneezes, and shakes his head...he looks at Granis...then Sun gestures as a loud *CLANG* rings out...as all the clasps within Granis body, magical reappear out of his body, and back onto the etching table to the side. ~ ((This ends part one...I had to cut what Stephen wrote into tweo parts because I did not want to send something 14 [pages long to the list)) ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 10:24:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Syl <[email protected]> Subject: The Birth of Granis the Sunaj (part two) ((this part is very graphic ...if you have a weak stomach skip to the end)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :::This here description will explain the full details of what Granis went thru for each tattoo, that was implemented into his body, except that the two super monster ones, inflicted four times the amount of pain and twice the amount of damage to his body::::: Slowly as the magical etching tools slice into the flesh, blood, and muscles of Granis's body, a cold sweat seeps across his body as the body becomes coldly numb, then a throbbing numbeness springs out around the area of where the tattoo is slowly being drawn into the very flesh, blood, muscles, and is also being g directly linked into the very soul of Granis...headaches begin to course and throb deep inside his mind...a terrible and hard hitting shooting pain runs down his spine..his legs shudder suddenly, muscles tighten and relax many times over...Granis can feel his body begin to tingle from the power it slowly gains from the tattoo...he muscles and very fibers of his nerve endings beging to throb and ache...even the muscles he has never used before in his entire life...suddenly...a moment of calm, then Granis body lunges forward, the magical clasps grinding against his bones, from the sudden burst of his body in every direction...his body begins to convulse with stabbing pains..as he feels his very soul screaming out for relief..as he spews forth his own stomach acids from his stomach, the acids spews forth up into the air, only to splash down unto his face, and in his hair...his body becomes racked by continual bursts of constant fits of nausea and weakness...his entire fiber of his body and soul screams out for "DEATH!!!!"...even there are moments inbetween conciousness and unconciousness, that Granis screams out in a hellish scream with a voice from deep within the bowels of his own soul, as cries out, with tears running down his face as he pleads in his voice, saying, "KILL ME...PLEASE END THIS TORTURE...I WAS WRONG...KILL ME...KILL ME...I CANT TAKE THIS...KILL ME...KILL Me....PLLEASE..pleasssseeeeeeeeeeeee... <cry..cry..wimper...wimper..cry..cry...wimper...wimper...pleading..pleading. ..cry..cry....wimper...>... <----all of the above last for four days and nights), but slowly the pain lessens down to just the occassionally stabbing pain...nausea..and fits of convulsing....then two days later...the pain is gone, and only the memory of the pain, torture, and the desire for immediate death lingers in the front of his mind...along with mild headaches....then on the twentyenth day, after Granis has fully recoveredit begins all over again....this continues for each of the 18 tattoo's that are placed on and in Granis's body....but if you can bring your imagination forward deeper, just a little more....imagine that pain if you can five times worse of each of the two super monster tattoo's that were placed into his body and soul...imagine that amount of torture...think clearfully...and open your soul to the pain and death of that kind of pain, and torture over four days and night...::::::::: Five years, ten months, and nine days later, Granis slowly begins to recover his muscle tone from the process of placing of the eighteen magical tattoo's into his body...the process of recovery takes the next the two years to recover from...then once he has fully recovered, Sun begins training him on each of the uses, and the different implementations of each of the tattoo's given too him, this training taking on another two years of Granis life, after this amount time, is Granis finally allowed to drink down the four potions that Sun has made from Wyldcard's elven blood and a number of other magical ingredients, the potions are two potions of youth, and two potions of longevity....Granis drinks one slowly..coughing abit at the taste of the potion...then after about twenty minutes drinks another one...after finishing each potion, Granis grins as he looks into a polished mirror in the room of the training hall, and now sees his new body covered with several tattoo's and his younger body stronger and tougher than ever before...Sun explains to him, "Granis, the number of tattoos, that I placed on your body, now makes you a supernatural being, your strength is mightier, your quickness is faster, and your skin more resistance to normal and magical damage, also know that only your magical tattoo death touch can heal your wounds, or another being from my world such as myself, Taeylea, and Kaejo can heal you fully if you were to take more damage than you could recover from....Also the Sunaj will test you, but I have used the gifts of the Pyramid to place into your mind as much information and knowledge that we both figured that you could handle, so that you could infliterate the Sunaj more easily without to many problems...Welcome to the family of the Sunaj, Assassin Granis." Sun sets out the Sunaj formal armor, and equipment for Granis, to wear when he leaves for Atlantis. ::::For those who like rolls, I personally rolled each roll for the potions: Potion Youth #1: 2 years restored; Potion of Youth #2: 3 years restored; Potion of Longevity #1: 7 years restored; Potion of Longevity #2: 8 years....bring Granis down to the age of 21 years old. ::::: :::Sunaj then gestures and Granis suddenly finds himself and all of his gear, including the Sunaj formal armor, and equipment, inside his room...as he finds himself staring out across the landscape of Arangoth as a new morning begins to rise thru the lands....~*Granis, friend, only 1 day has passed outside of the Pyramid, enjoy!*~ -Sun`zen(aka. Jul`Kair, aka.Sun`Dragn, aka. Sunaj) Champion of BattleFest '96 ....Long Live the BlkDragon*Inn in all its Glory. -starcry(aka. Stefhan, the mun) ~ ~So many characters running through my mind...so little time to play them all. Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 11:26:41 -0700 (PDT) From: StevE <[email protected]> Subject: Re: PC tolerance and Lack there of **Gasps and looks at Quick's letter in innocent wonder** oh no! you mean....people actually dont *like* other people?? no! say it isnt true! my entire vision of a perfect utopia of Arangoth has been irrepairably shattered! what about me?? i love everyone! i shelter everyone from harms path and take them under my wing to care and treat them lovingly! **nearly gags then rolls his eyes** please...i dont think i really need to go into the humor thing anymore than i have the past couple of nights where i say a joke or something *meant* as a joke and people spend the next half hour pulling their underwear out of their rears...so, quick, i can tell you now....it wont stop....there are always people who refuse to play humorously, whether its ic or ooc...so all ya can do is just shrug it off, mark it down as another loss, then add the persons name to a nifty list **points to a pen and half filled piece of notebook paper beside his monitor** to mark down the people with whom *not* to rp with....so far, its working for me <g>....the past week, all ive tried limiting myself to was playing with people i didnt know, and ive had more fun in this small time than in the months ive tried to work my way into playing with my "friends".... k, off like a dirty shirt.... StevE Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 15:08:55 -0600 (MDT) From: Stef <[email protected]> Subject: Re: PC tolerance and Lack there of Speaking for myself, I lie Quick's role...diversity is great and a pickpocket was always one of my favorite types of characters to see played. :) "We're all mad here..."--Cheshire Cat http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's friggin' "As The World Turns" meets Captain Kangaroo ;) Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 20:01:55 -0400 From: Ash <[email protected]> Subject: Rating Code? Cc: [email protected] Due to the Graphic, voilent nature of some of the recent posts, and from Adam Pigeons example on his own "stories", I pose the question, "Should we have a rating code for the posts on the mailing lists, as in the story post?" Okay before you down me on censorship, that is not what i meant, i mean a _VOLUNTARY_ Rating given by the author if that is what they wish to do. Granted this may cause some waves, but i think it would be benificial. Perhaps some of the younger roleplayers and some of the sensitive ones of us thought the cutting out of someone eyes and their gorey death was a bit to much in detail or maybe i just have too explicite of an imagination. I am merely suggesting a system not so much as like theatres, but like Cable/Sattelite ratings, like "V" for excessive voilent content, or L for language??? Does anyone else feel the same or do you think this is a horrible idea, i would love some feedback. As in someone would post the rating they give it at the beginning and it might warn some of us that this might not be something we wish to read. I would like to state that i am NOT WHINING about the latests post, i really enjoyed the Ruatha saga which my example came from and i complimented the author, that is his writing style, i am not criticizing the more violently motivated, just suggesting this in light of the more sensitive readers out there. Thank you for your time and May you have a WONDERFUL day/eve. A proud @ of BDI and a fellow rp'er :) ~* Ashley *~ "Perhaps this is a situation where excessive honesty can be detrimental." -- Data, Star Trek: The Next Generation Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 19:30:03 -0500 From: [email protected] (Dee and Rich) Subject: Re: PC tolerance and Lack there of Quickening, As a channel op, I'm sorry to hear that you feel that your character is at risk of being banned from the inn simply because of her nature.One of the beauties of #blkdragon*inn is the wide-diversity of characters there. From what I have observed of the way you play Quickening, I have really seen nothing that I would consider to be offensive...she's just a good theif! :)...And to be honest, I have yet to see a character banned merely because other muns didn't like the char...*grin* If that were the case, poor Random would be banned for life! :) I would ask you this,Quickening, are you certain the person banned from the channel was banned merely because the character he played was "annoying" or was there perhaps an underlying reason of which you might not be aware. If you are speaking of the case of Stagg, which I suspect you might be, I must admit I was not there at the time the ban was put into place,and I do not know all the reasonings behind the ban, but I will state this...the reason listed with the ban, as Stagg was kicked, was "Refuses to comply with ops"...The reason for his ban may have been due to much more than an op simply finding him "annoying"...Perhaps if you wish to know the reason for the ban,you should speak directly to the op who made the ban, or Angel and Blk,as they pretty well know everything that goes on. As for the incident with the bot,while I can in no way speak for the owners of Horace or Dulcina, as a bot-owner myself (Pendrake and I own a bot on #Camarilla), perhaps I can shed a little light from the point of view of someone who owns a channel bot. Putting a bot together is not an easy thing..it does take time and tender care to get a bot configured,and maintained and updated properly. Bots are placed on a channel to ASSIST, to make the lives of channel users easier,and add to the overall atmosphere of the inn. To watch your bot, a "creation" upon which you have lavished time and personal investment, continually abused is a VERY frustrating experience.I, personally have witnessed MANY occasions of late of people abusing the bots. Quite frankly folks, the people who gave us the use of their bots have done so out of the kindness of their own hearts, in an attempt to allow us to have a better experience on #bdi, and such treatment is, I think,highly disrespectful to them, and ourselves as well. Try to imagine the inn without a Horace or a Dulcy...:( As to your being kicked for the incident, I am sorry that you feel that you were more harshly punished than you should have been...however, I do not see the kick as "unjust" for a number of reasons...#1) There have been notes posted, as well as channel topics, over the past few days plainly stating "Please don't abuse the bots!" #2) You were merely kicked, and immediately allowed to return...the kick was merely to get your attention, and #3) You were, by your own words, warned that Dulcy might kick back..this,in my opinion, constitutes a warning, one that you obviously didn't pay attention to, therefore the next step to get your attention was a kick... I'm sorry if this offends anyone, but it is merely my opinion, and mine alone! Thanks! Dee :) Mysha/Raenthrea/Elysiad and Anemone..:) Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 21:45:24 -0500 From: Pyrona <[email protected]> Subject: Pyrona the professional licensed firestarter "Hi! Here's my card:" ___________________________________________ | | | ^^^ Professional Licensed Firestarter ^^^ | | | Pyrona Luminare | | | | Free Estimates | | *Approved and certifed by the Guild of Firestarters | | | | __________________________________________________| Date: Sun, 14 Jul 1996 22:10:51 -0500 From: Pyrona <[email protected]> Subject: RE: Pyrona the professional licensed firestarter ---------- From: Pyrona[SMTP:[email protected]] Sent: Sunday, July 14, 1996 9:45 PM To: Multiple recipients of list BlackDragon Subject: Pyrona the professional licensed firestarter The first one turned into a big mess, and didn't look at all like I had planned, so I made another one. _______________________________________________ | | | ^^^ Professional Licensed Firestarter ^^^ | | | | Pyrona Luminare | | | | free estimates | | *approved and certified by the Guild of Firestarters | | | |______________________________________________|_ Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 06:20:21 -0700 From: Adam <[email protected]> Subject: I'm back! Hey guys! IT's me! I'm finally back, and I have good reason for being gone so long! First off, my computer was attacked by a virus and Windows was knocked out, so I cleaned the virus and got Win 95 Cd-Rom. Then, I found out both my 5 1/4 floppy drive and my cd-rom drive were bad, so I had to get them replaced. So, here I am finally back with a new 4 speed cd-rom, a new foppy drive, win 95, and a lot of catching up to do! -Adam -- One day more! Another day, another destiny. This never-ending road to calvary These men who seem to know my crime Will surely come a second time. One day more! Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 10:22:02 -0600 From: [email protected] (OneStab) Subject: Time Away Cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], [email protected], @bnbcomp.net, [email protected], [email protected] Dear Friends, Duty has many facets. For over a year now, me time has been dedicated, almost exclusively, to the defense of Arangoth and Loreil. This service has been at times tedious, but for the most part, fulfilling and rewarding. I have enjoyed me time serving as both a Warden and First Knight in Arangoth. However, duty also includes one's family. Since me wife's death and TirAimee's disappearance, me daughter, Elise, has been essentially parentless. Her rearing accomplished by an old friend and mentor of mine from me homeland. Time has come for me to leave the duties of these lands and focus on me primary responsibility, fatherhood. In time, perhaps, I will return to service with the Knights and the Wardens. For now, I will be taking an extended leave of absense. I wish ye all well, and entrust ye to the guardian hands of the Goddess. In Faith, Warden OneStab First Knight of Arangoth Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 19:47:57 -0400 (EDT) From: Galliard <[email protected]> Cc: BlackDragon <[email protected]> Subject: Re: I'm back! > cd-rom, a new foppy drive, win 95, and a lot of catching up to do! > -Adam A FOPPY drive? Now wonder you've had problems connecting! Your drive's a total FOP!!! Wolfie`s PUN-ishing mun *grin* Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 18:28:40 -0600 (MDT) From: Stef <[email protected]> Subject: Great Aspirations Cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] Once again looking out of the spire's solitary window, the woman in black gazes out into the starless night, the moon obscured by clouds, tantalizing her of the upcoming battles in this land. "Soon...oh so very soon..." Dark eyes scan the grounds of Verdant Keep, viligant for any sign of movement of her rescuers, Storm Quickning and her Dark Rose legion. The message sent by raven said they would come...where were they? The opportunities were growing fewer...as were the days before she would give birth to her first and only son. The faint sound of activity outside her guarded doors announced the coming of her one and only visitor. Rhiannonn sighs as she turns, seeing her captor and father of her child stride into the room with little ado as the guards swiftly swing the oak door closed behind him and locked it down. "What brings me the honor of a nocturnal visit from you?" Rhiannonn gazes at the Warden with a mixture of weariness and of wariness. OneStab pauses in the shadows, watching his imprisoned mistress, his expression reflecting the same emotions as hers. Sighing heavily, he approaches her and motions with his hand. "I need to search you, Rhia....please do nae make this any more difficult than last time, eh?" A silent smile quickly passes Rhiannonn's lips, remembering the last time she was searched for concealment of weapons..wondering if he recovered nicely from the nasty bite she cast on his hand. The searching was a mere formality by now...routine and mundane...they both knew that she had no weaponry upon her, and since the capture of the Black Covenant, her magical properties were no longer a threat to anyone's safebeing. Yet all the same, he had taken her pendant. Running his hands down her sides then to her front beneath her black robe, OneStab paused, startled by an awakening sensation..the feel of a tiny rebellious kick upon the palm of his hand from her abdomen. His expression softening for a moment, he paused in wonder, forgetting for the moment who this woman was or their circumstances. Holding her breath, Rhiannonn's face softened momentarily and unseen...touched by the awe on her enemy's face. Then it passed...and as One raises his eyes to meet hers, they are met by two hardened orbs, cold as onyx. Abruptly, he turns away and rakes a hand swiftly through his hair. "Your time is almost due, Rhia", OneStab replied in a gruff and strained voice, "There are some things we need to discuss after the child has come." Rhiannonn sets her jaw stubbornly, her dark eyes boring into his back. "Oh...really. Seems to me that since my capture, *you've* been doing all the talking around here...this is *my* child...you cannot be certain you are the father." Then she laughed. His cheeks reddening angrily, OneStab swung around, grabbing her shoulders, losing his characteristic cool demeanor, and instantly shocking her into silence. "Woman...I have had enough..do you hear me?! ENOUGH of you...if I were any less an honorable man-" OneStab bit off the rest of the sentence. He had reached his end with her...he would have to change his plans regarding her after the child came. Rhiannonn assesses him with a critical eye, seeing the obvious strain this war was taking on the Warden. Many nights he was away, planning...his life revolved around it and was virtually non-existent at his keep. And the nights he was here...ah, here was the soul of a tortured man that few others had seen. Occasionally through the mortar and brick, she could envision glimpses of his most private thoughts. She could sense them best of all on nights she would watch him take long walks through the overgrown gardens on dark nights, his thoughts haunted by ghosts of his past...betrayed friends, a dead woman he still loved. Once she even thought she saw the image of a child in his thoughts..the vague outline of a tiny little girl, her hair a mass of dark ringlets and her skin a soft percelain with the glow of the innocence only the young can possess. Rhiannonn did not know who she was...but the thoughts of her were locked deep inside of him..and the most difficult to read. As her mind was brought back to the present, she was surprised to see him watching her closely, as if he sensed her thoughts. Rhiannonn took a step back as he took a step forward, cupping her chin in a large hand, forcing her to look at him squarely in the eye. "It matters not who the father is, Rhiannonn. What matters is its welfare...and I deem you unfit to be its mother...you do not know how to love. The child will remain under my care and I shall see to it that he is raised appropriately...under Loriel principles." "I would rather *die* first", Rhiannonn seethes quietly, her eyes locked in silent combat with his. OneStab slowly releases her face and looks at her, nodding in thought then sighs. "If that is how you would have it..verra well. But the child comes first...what you choose to do to yourself afterwards will be on your own hands, may the Goddess have mercy on your soul. Faith knows, I have tried by my best by you Rhiannonn, but you only find reason to hate than to accept. I pity you." And with that, OneStab turns away and walks to the door, rapping sharply on it to signal to the posted guards on the otherside. Looking back over his shoulder, he eyes a silent and stony-faced Rhiannonn. "If you should have a change of heart, you know what to do milady." Giving a mock bow, OneStab exits through the door, leaving her alone once again to herself in her gilded prison. "We're all mad here..."--Cheshire Cat http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's friggin' "As The World Turns" meets Captain Kangaroo ;) Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 22:18:41 -0600 From: [email protected] (OneStab) Subject: Re: Great Aspirations ::blinks:: Wow.. that was... masterful.. An impressive look not only into Rhia but OneStab's tormented side as well. No one but you could write that besides me.. Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 22:31:13 -0600 (MDT) From: Stef <[email protected]> Subject: Great Aspirations 2 Cc: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] "My lord...the woman...she seeks to join you for breakfast." Surprised sapphire eyes instantly meet the confused ones of a guard. "What?" The guard nods, shifting uncomfortably in his uniform. "Aye, Warden...the woman 'prisoned in the tower...she requested me to ask ya if she may come an' join ya for some tea....an' quite nicely she did too.." OneStab's brows shot up. "She was actually nice?" The guard nodded once again, clearly feeling out of his element. OneStab's eyes narrow suddenly and suspiciously. "I see." Setting down his glass firmly on the table, he pushed his chair away and slowly stood, adjusting his sword belt. "Verra well, bring her down..and mind ye..guarded." The guard nodded curtly and turned to leave. Three quarters of an hour later, when OneStab was starting to wonder if perhaps the request had been a mere prank, the shuffling of footsteps approached the west lounge. Suddenly the door swung open and two guards gently but firmly escorted a woman in. OneStab had to blink twice. His eyes traveling slowly upwards, he was greeted by the sight of a woman he knew as Rhiannonn, but did not resemble her at all. Gone were the customary black robes she *insisted* on always wearing and in their place..a beautiful pale yellow silken maternity dress he had provided for her, among many other garments, when she was brought to the castle. Even more striking, she had her black hair pinned up, loose wispy strands touching the nape of her neck and softening her face. But the most remarkable thing...and OneStab rubs his eyes...was that there was no longer her trademark smirk on her lips or the defiance in her dark eyes In their place he was met with a look of composed serenity...as if she were merely a polite neighbor stoppnig by for tea. "By the Goddess, Rhiannonn, one of us has lost our marbles.." OneStab mumbles, unsure what guise this is. Lowering her eyes delicately, Rhiannonn murmurs, "I have thought over your words carefully...One. I am willing to change..to show you that I can raise..*our* child." Rhiannonn raises her eyes to OneStab sincerely. OneStab gazes at her for a long moment, thinking the Asyri must have indeed finally lost her senses...perhaps he should nae have kept her imprisoned so long.. "OneStab...I would like to start anew...may I join you? The baby is famished." Then beyond all doubt, she gave him a warm smile...without the malice, without lies, without sarcasm. "Er..ah..aye." OneStab motions to the table and exchanges a quizzical look with the guards who return with a dumbfounded one each of their own. Rhiannonn glances at the guards...then at OneStab. "Aye...ah...I think I can handle this situation if need be...dismissed." Watching the guards leave, Rhiannonn sits primly at the side table where OneStab had been. OneStab approached her warily, eyeing her. "Is this some sort of trick...an illusion? Just last night you had nothing but spite for me." Rhiannonn glances down...and a teardrop falls into the half-empty cup sitting before her. "I came to the realization that I must change..for myself..for my son. The Asyr have no more control over me...but I need your help, OneStab." OneStab sat perched at the edge of the table for long moments and finally came to a conclusion. "I do nae fully trust you Rhiannonn...but if you are willing to try as you claim, I will give you the chance..for our child." As OneStab turned to ring for a cook, Rhiannonn glanced up, a slow smile crossing her face, a dark glint in her eye. "We're all mad here..."--Cheshire Cat http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's friggin' "As The World Turns" meets Captain Kangaroo ;) Date: Mon, 15 Jul 1996 22:39:58 -0600 (MDT) From: Stef <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Great Aspirations At 10:18 PM 7/15/96 -0600, you wrote: > > >::blinks:: Wow.. that was... masterful.. An impressive look not only into >Rhia but OneStab's tormented side as well. No one but you could write that >besides me.. > > Does that mean you like it? ::smile:: BTW..I am trying like hell to get on servers...I am lagged or something..so wake up!! "We're all mad here..."--Cheshire Cat http://www.bnbcomp.net/blkdra~1/blkhome.htm Irc Channel #BLKDRAGON*Inn It's no longer just roleplaying..it's friggin' "As The World Turns" meets Captain Kangaroo ;)