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NEVERWINTER
NEWS Issue #28
Week ending April 3, 1994
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SPRING BASH NEWS!
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It's now less than 2 weeks and counting to the Neverwinter Nights Spring
Bash! All reports indicate that a fine turnout is expected! We anticipate
that those attending will have a great time, while those not attending will
be envious! We hope to have a reporter on the scene to bring you all the
news!
HOSTAGE CRISIS!
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Be it known that House ITB in celebration of our 1st anniversary, has decided
to make known to the realms the extent of our power. Leaders of three Guilds
on the side of Good have been kidnapped. We are offering the members of the
respective Guilds a chance to rescue their leaders by combat. Arrangments
have been made to meet them in the Triboar Arena. If they fail to defeat us
their leaders may still be ransomed for the sum of 1000 Jewels.
The hostages:
Sir Mekir Brotherhood of Pathfinders
GmanDrake Order of the Golden Staff
Apoth White Mages
Failure to attempt a rescue no matter how feeble will result in the Death of
the hostage.
ITB Silent
GM House ITB
NEVERWINTER TOURS
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New to the Realm? Looking to join a party for some adventure? This week we
have two New Player Tours scheduled! April 5th, NWA Baldor, will be leading
an adventurous tour starting at 730pm EST.
ALL THIS AND FREE TIME TOO!?
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Do you have a question? Would you like to promote your Guild? Would you like
to see any of your poems or other articles added to the weekly news?
Help us to keep the news flowing, in the weekly "News of the Realm"! If you
have a news item you think will be of general interest to the realm, send it
along to NW News, via e-mail.
Each week the person with the most articles deemed "News worthy" will receive
2 free hours of online fun!
This weeks winner is ITB Silent, Congrats Silent! :D
Transmitted: 94-04-04 00:19:33 EDT
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NEVERWINTER
NEWS Issue #29
Week ending April 9, 1994
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TAVERN TALES
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Kyriton entered the Tavern and drew his sword in order to protect everyone
from the small goblin. Nasti raised her hand, motioning for Kyriton to lower
his sword and turned to Malkith for explanations.
"Tis but a gift for you, my lady," Malkith replied, "he is to help you clean
up the Tavern and serve on busy nights." Nasti walked around to the front of
the bar to inspect her gift and began to question it. "Doesn't it speak,"
she ask. "It will only answer questions...when it wants to."
Determined to win her gift over, Nasti began by trying to pry its name from
its lips and was greeted with silence. Undeterred, Nasti pressed on. "I
will get it to talk!" Nasti declared. Finally, she was rewarded, and it
responded that its name was Bol. Nasti gave it some water and returned to
behind the bar to refill mugs and goblets.
ITB Ice swaggered into the Tavern to tell NWT Nasti of House ITB's battles in
the Arena. Nasti served up Ice's special drink and remembered the now
cooling brownies and placed them on a platter on the bar. Nasti noticed Bol
was garbed in rags and decided to go into the back room in order to find him
something more suitable to wear. Upon entering the room she screamed "WHAT A
MESS!" She grabbed some clothing from a trunk and stormed back into the
Tavern. "First job he has is to clean up the back room!"
The evening drew to a close as Nasti pushed Bol into the back room in order
to clean up the mess. Dancer01 asked to escort Nasti home and she agreed.
Friday, April the Eighth.
The night began quietly enough but soon NWT Nasti knew she had lost all
control. A rowdy bunch of patrons had Nasti ducking behind the bar, as
weapons were drawn and tempers flamed. Eowyn9 entered the mayhem and quickly
joined Nasti behind the bar. They glanced nervously at one and other and
began to conspire.
Once they had formulated a plan, they put it into action and began to sooth
the rowdy men with their charms. Slowly, they began to bring the men around
as Tarshara entered and aided the cause.
When things had returned to normal, Nasti was able to catch her breath and
with Eowyn's clerical help, eased her throbbing head. "Is it a full moon,
perhaps?" they wondered. Malkith entered the bar, and Nasti informed him
that she had lost Bol. Malkith went in search of the little goblin.
Malkith found Bol cowering in the basement and brought him out into the
Tavern, beaten black and blue. Nasti raged at Malkith and went to tend poor
Bol. Eowyn mixed a powder into water and dampened a cloth with it, urging
Nasti to apply it to Bol's wounds.
Whisp, Neerdowell and SteveA3 all came in and noticed the condition of the
Tavern and asked what had happened. Nasti gave a brief explanation of the
night's activities as she applied Bol's cloth to her own forehead. Her
headache had returned.
SteveA3 began chanting a wild incantation that Malchir claimed turned the
Tavern into a Disco. Steve finished his spell as everyone found themselved
garbed in togas. Nasti glanced down and informed Steve that she preferred
her gown, thank you very much. A few mumbled words from Nasti's lips and the
Tavern was back to normal.
Steve, not to be outdone, began another incatation that had him spinning
through the air and the roof lifting off the Tavern as the Tavern floor began
to rise. Dismayed, Nasti raised her arms dramatically into the air and began
casting her own spell to counteract Steve's. Lightnight flew from her
fingertips and thunder boomed around them. Bright coloured balls of light
bounced off the Tavern walls as the Tavern was once again returned to normal.
Neer and Malchir clapped in admiration of the floor show. Nasti was then
presented with a fine rapier and aimed it at Steve to test its weight and
balance. Malchir presented NWT Nasti with a Gem of Wishing. Nasti smiled as
Steve and Zarlena jumped behind the bar for cover. Nasti closed her eyes and
began to concentrate on the gem she held in her palm. Slowly, she opened her
hands to find several more gems. She glanced over behind the bar and smiled
sweetly at Steve who groaned.
Nasti was pleased as Bol, who had recovered from his beating, began to serve
the patrons and actually speak. Nasti glared at Malkith and told him the
value of luring bees with honey instead of vinegar.
Finally, Nasti once again held the Gem of Wishing in her hand and closed her
eyes. As she opened them she looked at the hourglass and smiled.
NEVERWINTER TOURS
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New to the Realm? Looking to join a party for some adventure? April 11th,
NWA Topaz will be leading an adventurous tour starting at 730pm EST.
NEVERWINTER TRIVIA
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Here Are the results for last weeks trivia, congratulations to all who won!
April 5, 1994
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***First Place- Sentry Zak 37 points!***
**Second Place- Anthrax 23 points!**
*Third Place- Dougan FF 16 points!*
ALL THIS AND FREE TIME TOO!?
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Do you have a question? Would you like to promote your Guild? Would you like
to see any of your poems or other articles added to the weekly news?
Help us to keep the news flowing, in the weekly "News of the Realm"! If you
have a news item you think will be of general interest to the realm, send it
along to NW News, via e-mail.
Each week the person with the most articles deemed "News worthy" will receive
2 free hours of online fun!
Transmitted: 94-04-10 11:30:29 EDT
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NEVERWINTER
NEWS Issue #30
Week ending April 24, 1994
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AN ADVENTURER'S TALE
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(Submitted by Duh Thinker)
I was once just another citizen of Lord Nasher's realm, until that fateful
day...
I awoke with my beloved at the Inn at Port Llast, for we ventured to greet
her parents who had stubbornly remained in Luskan. All went well for the
moment. A stout breakfast to fill the belly, and the husky scent of my
beloved to wake me with the glory of the sun in the morning. As we prepared
our last incantations and prayers, I could see my beloved with eyes laughing
from the fullness of life, asking me if we might not retrieve a gift of
magical bracers for her parents ,who were too weak in their dotage for much
armor, from the lurking evil ones in Llast. How could I refuse, she who
brought light into my life. We entered the creaking ship and searched for
the battle that would bring us the desired treasure. One battle and then
another with lesser monsters finished without trial. I began to get worried
as my store of spells shrank, but my beloved was undeterred. She was too
happy with the thought of seeing her parents again after so long a wait.
She, who had traveled the depths of Waterdeep together, was not easily swayed
by the threat of battle. Then, in my tired stupor, I made a grave error. I
fell asleep for but an instant and before I had even begun to dream, the
waiting monsters began their attacks. "KaelMacht", she screamed, "as the
monsters surrounded her and began their dreadful attack. I woke with a jump
and raced to my beloved. I saw her in the midst of a sea of medusas, their
serpent hairs angrily hissing and lashing about. I saw my beloved the
instant, before a fell blow by a beast, shattered her beautiful body and
crushed the nascent cry in her once lovely throat. I became enraged, and
cursed the dark warriors and prayed that somehow enough life was left in her
that Tyr might grant her more time on this plane. I raised my mighty sword
above my head and began to slay the monsters in the most brutal way that I
could. There and one was fallen, and another and another and another. I
lost count of the fallen beasts, as my arms grew weary from the deadly
harvest. I would slay all the monsters that came and then yet another group
would arrive to do battle. I could feel their numbers taking their toll, but
I could only think of my beloved's anguished cry and redouble my efforts as
my life flowed out of me with every missed stroke and parry. I could sense
that the evil ones would have my life no matter the cost to their minions.
My last dregs of strength were used and I fell to the earth. The monsters
began mocking me and disturbing the remains of my beloved. I began to mouth
a curse, an oath to the dark lord of vengence. And that muttering became a
shout, then a roar, and finally a whirlwind which destroyed the last of the
horde. "Hear me oh Tyr, I spit upon your justice. Oh wretched Oghma, my
beloved lays fallen in battle, even though we had prayed for your protection.
NO LONGER, do I follow thee. I seek the dark road to VENGEANCE. I WILL
DESTROY the ones who sent these beasts. I will make my own justice, my own
peace. Hear me oh god of vengeance, grant me thy favor, as I feed your altar
with blood. When I am through destroying all those who rent the life from
me, I will become your servant forever. Here my new liege, is your faithful
servant to perpetuity. I will be thy slave in hell and do thy fell deeds for
eternity. JUST GRANT ME THY FAVOR!" The earth began to rumble and I could
sense myself changing. I could even feel my visage darken as Dark Lord's
power flowed where once Tyr had granted blessing. Even my sword darkened to
the color of the deepest hell. Though the ground was soaked with blood, I
stretched my limbs towards the four corners of the earth and began to drink
the blood into my body. I grasped my sword in my hand. Even my sword
glistened in satiation from the corporial feast. I would not stop till my
enemies had been destroyed. Even so, I could never be with my beloved again.
I who had damned myself for vengeance.
Thus did I become one with evil.
BASH VIEWS
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While Studing in my chamber I came across this
That man approached her while Walter was signing out and getting his things
back. "Hi spy, I'm the Maronite Officer you killed in Beirut."
Baal stared. "Oh! I'm sorry. I-"
"All part of the game. Next time we meet there, I'll klonk you with a
crowbar! We'd like to have you and your friends join us, if you're not too
tired."..... she was still in the ragged and now somewhat grimy robe.
"It's 'come as you are,'" he said "We don't much care how you look in
mundania."
It seemed only a moment before they were at the dance. There was music, and
food, and animated discussion of games and settings, some of which she
recognized. The gamefolk were evidently of every type, from board game
fanatics to virtual reality addicts. Many were female, and many were young.
But some where right on up to retirement age. There was a certain common
stamp on them; all were serious about gaming. They tend to address each
other by thier game identites, or the setting they preferred, and no one
disparaged this. That generated an atomosphere she found she liked. She
wanted to be part of this group in the future, or whatever fragment of it
existed where she lived. Then she realized with a shock that this might be
where she lived, after she married Walter. The physical location didnt
matter very much, because they would be spending time together-very special
time-in virtual reality. Because they could do things there with flair that
could not be managed in real life. In fact there was a virtual reality
setting phrased as a wedding. She hoped to be the first woman married for
real there, and all the gamesfolk could attend.
KilloByte
By piers anthony
This is what the BASH and being part of NWN is all about to be something you
can't in real life, and to experience things you never would. At the BASH I
met people that blew my mind and I hope to think that I did the same!
ITB SPECTR
GUILD ANNOUNCEMENTS
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House ITB Announces..... The Challenge of the Month!!
Starting in May on a once a month basis we will be inviting a different Guild
out to Triboar for a night of PVP, mayhem, insults & fun! Check out the
boards to find out when it will be your turn to take on the mighty House
ITB!!!
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The ITB Anniversary celebration has come & gone...The strong warriors from
OGS fought mighty battles and managed to win back the barely moving form of
Gmandrake. The Pathfinders came out to regain their Chief, Sir Mekir.
Fights raged for nights...long, hard battles took place but in the end, House
ITB was victorious. BOP paid the ransom & reclaimed their tattered leader.
The White Mages showed in vast numbers to seek the return of Apoth. Once
again warriors went to the battlefield and again House ITB was the winner.
However, before the ransom could be collected... Apoth disappeared.... he was
taken away before anyone realized what had occurred. Lets assume he made it
back to the Ivory Tower & that his followers have managed to put his pain
stricken body back together again. Everyone fought with honor for their
sides & I'm sure there are a lot of weary warriors left walking the realms.
NEVERWINTER TOURS
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New to the Realm? Looking to join a party for some adventure? April 28th,
NW Snowie will be leading an adventurous tour starting at 1030pm EST. And
April 30th NW Mistie Will be leading a tour starting at 1am ET.
ALL THIS AND FREE TIME TOO!?
------------------------------------------------
Do you have a question? Would you like to promote your Guild? Would you like
to see any of your poems or other articles added to the weekly news?
Help us to keep the news flowing, in the weekly "News of the Realm"! If you
have a news item you think will be of general interest to the realm, send it
along to NW News, via e-mail.
Each week the person with the most articles deemed "News worthy" will receive
2 free hours of online fun or two Pearls!
This weeks winner is Duh Thinker!
Transmitted: 94-04-24 14:44:34 EDT