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NEVERWINTER NEWS
Issue #71
Week Ending 2-18-95
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FRONT PAGE
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Congratulations to Rakasha for winning last week's News of the Realm contest!
Rakasha has earned choice of 4 Pearls or 2 Free Hours of On-line time to be
credited to their account. WTG!
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<>Feb WWAI Night Results!<>
For those that dared, NW Aziza posed some easy questions and some tough
questions. The trick was in knowing the difference!! WWAI Winners are as
follows, following review of log..
1st Place - Sylphee - 40 points - 25 pearls + 4 hrs
2nd Place - Moradinson - 26 points - 20 pearls +3 hrs
3rd Place - Iz iLven - 25 points - 15 pearls + 2 hrs
Thx to all who attended!!
NW Aziza & NW Jester
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The call goes out for 15 strong warriors to test the skills of Nasher's best,
NW Baldor.
All fought bravely and with honor, but only 5 managed to take Baldor down and
earn the 3 Pearls reward:
ALAKABON
SGT KILL
NAERGOTH
MURRAIN
BEVERLY DD
Well done! : )
NW Baldor
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The call went out over the realms for 10 people to test there saves against
me, 10 fine people showed up and others where turned away.
Each entered the booth,
-DAM1ON..save 1 - charm 2
-XU X1ANG..save 1 - charm 2
-REPTOR..save1 - charm 2
-BLACKWYNG..charm 1
-ALEX ROQUE..save 1 - charm 2
-SALTHEARTF.. charm 1
-PMCLEOD260.. save 1 - save 2 - charm 3, a hush in the crowd that had
gathered.
-ALOFDENBGH.. save 1 - save 2 - save 3, had Elbir lost his CHARM???
-GOBOE.. save 1 - save 2 - save 3, ACK, Another one had not been CHARMED!!!
-UDL DEATH.. charm 1
Into Round 2 they went.
-ALOFDENBGH.. save 1 - charm 2
-GOBOE.. charm 1
WTG ALOFDENBGH, winner of 4 pearls and 1 free hour :>
And thanks to all that came out!!!
-NWA Elbir :>
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2/15 location hunt
Congrats CLASHER for being in the right place at the right time!
CLASHER won 4 pearls, 1 free hour.
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Those who dared withstand Aziza's poisonous casts
Winners of 2 pearls each!
STEEL HULK
MURRAIN
NALFAERN
LEXIMER
LDY NIXEL
GRYMALKYN
NICODYMUS3
ITB DIABLO
SLIPC
PERCEIVAL
Beware, I've found a new recipe for my next batch!
Congrats all and thanks for coming!;D
NW Aziza ();>
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NEVERWINTER CALENDAR
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Be on the look out for those Mini Booths that seem to pop up out of nowhere!
Can you be at the right place at the right time when the NW calls for a
location?
Keep your eyes and ears open for these events! Watch for the banners!
New Player Tour:
February 121th, Tueday 9:00 PM ET - Join NW Baldor for a tour of the Realm.
Those interested should meet 2 steps east of NW Square.
New Player Tour:
February 22th, Wednesday 7:30 PM ET - Join NWA Blade for a tour of the
Realm.
Those interested should meet 2 steps east of NW Square.
New Player Tour:
February 23th, Thurday 9:30 PM ET - Join NWA Edge for a tour of the Realm.
Those interested should meet 2 steps east of NW Square
New Player Tour:
February 25th, Saturday 9:00 PM ET - Join NWA Skye for a tour of the Realm.
Those interested should meet 2 steps east of NW Square
New Player Tour:
February 28th, Tuesay 7:30 PM ET - Join NWA Mystek for a tour of the Realm.
Those interested should meet 2 steps east of NW Square
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The Story of the Bracelet
Time for Action
(By: Vallus)
"Quickly, take the Tome of Knowledge!" said Llomnauvel "It is the key to
defeating the Emerald Evil!" As Leoster took the large book into his hands it
shrunk to the point where it could fit into his pocket "Amazing!" said
Leoster "Thank you Llomnauvel." "Call me Firehands! Find your way out of the
tower as best you can!" Firehands pulled a pair of saphire rings out of a
drawer and gave on to Leoster and one to Crystal "These will protect you from
my magical defenses. You've got to be out of the tower before you hear the
bell, it signals the approximate time that the explosion occurs. I have a
teleport doorway on the top floor but I havn't used it since the first
explosion." "Where does it go?" asked Leoster "It's supposed to go to the
indoor gardens off of Neverwinter Square, but now..." Down below, the
Neogi's Umber Hulks smashed through the door of the tower and one of them was
promptly turned to dust by a spell trap. "ATTACK!!" shrieked the Neogi as the
Arcane Brotherhood wizards went through the door. Several were blasted by
spell traps but others got through. The Neogi on the other hand, used the
evil power of his emerald amulet to float up several floors and enter through
a window.
Firehands grabbed some wands off his desk and dashed out of the room,
leaving Leoster and Crystal alone in his study. They waited a few seconds and
then went out of the room heading for the stairwell and headed up. They came
to the top of the stairwell well short of the top floor. "Must be one of
Firehands' safety precautions" remarked Leoster.
As they were crossing the tower to get to the next stairwell, they ran
into a Neogi wearing an emerald amulet. "You I have. The braclet now give
me." it said. "Never!" Crystal said defiantly "You'll have to kill me to get
it!" "Arranged that can be." said the Neogi "Protect me my amulet does. Win
you cannot."
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To a Special Friend.... from Lady Taarla
Spectral Friend
Walking silently beside me,
Speaking not a single word,
Lost to me forever
Voices past are left unheard.
Wishing for a loved one,
Always close and yet so far.
Close enough to touch him,
Yet as distant as a star.
Sometimes in fear I watch,
As he passes through the room;
Silent, and unnoticed,
Sensing anger in his mood.
In life he brought me laughter,
Sharing many thoughts and dreams.
In death, he brings me silence,
As he walks a path unseen.
Many words were left unspoken,
The day I saw him last,
And forever will I wonder,
How his death did come to pass.
Be well, my spectral friend,
Wherever you may roam.
Find your peace among the memories
'Til you find the pathway home.
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Hellgate Keep
Chapter 1
"WJP, good to see you again."Greeted Jakwar as he entered the Triboar Inn. "I
forgot how long a trek it was from Port Llast to Triboar. SirGonzo left me a
message at the guildhouse, he will be joining us shortly. My business in
Neverwinter took longer than I though it would." "What did you ask the sage
Jakwar." Questioned WJP taking a sip of milk. "A simple question." He answers
taking a seat and ordering an ale. SirGonzo steps through the doorway, "Well
there you two are, now how bout those giants." "We'll be on our way in a
moment." Responds WJP "Tell me about the sage later."
The group of three finishes their drinks. Then heads south towards the gate
to Westbridge. Along the way supplies are bought and information gathered. A
short walk later they enter Westbridge. "There's a group of giants camped on
the other side of that hill." notes WJP "I saw them yesterday." "Lets get
ready for em." Jakwar begins a prayer "Mielikki I seek to destroy the evil
which would enslave us all. I follow your guidance and seek your aid. Allow
me to be victorious in this endeavor." The three stand for a second knowing
all is ready. Strength is found in the justness of their cause and the
brotherhood of the guild. With a simple nod the small company moves into
combat.
WJP is the first into battle. He slays a giant with one mighty blow. Then
injures a second. SirGonzo moves in next casting spells of holding. Two
shamans and a mage are frozen in place. A fireball rolls off Jakwar's fingers
turning the injured giant and the shamans to ashes. Lightning crackles
through the air taking WJP full in the chest. He retaliates with a mighty
swing that levels the giant. Spells from Jakwar and SirGonzo are shrugged off
by the last mage. Raising his sword WJP charges and is knocked effortlessly
to the ground. The other two rush in, Jakwar aiming for the chest and
SirGonzo for the belly. A clawed talon lashes out rending Jakwar's mail
shirt. He is flung to the base of a nearby tree. Blood pours from a long gash
that exposes his ribs. SirGonzo's sword is knocked aside. He is grabbed by
the throat and lifted into the air. The creature unleashes an evil laugh that
quickly turns to agony. A two handed sword, held by WJP, pierces its back and
erupts from it's chest. Lying on the ground SirGonzo slowly recovers his
breathing. WJP rushes to Jakwar placing hands on his side, he utters a
prayer. The bleeding stops and the wound begins to heal. "I better sew that
up so it doesn't reopen." WJP rummages through his pack for a needle and
thread. "That definitely wasn't a fire giant mage." yells SirGonzo. He sifts
through the robes. The creature has turned to ashes. Lifting the robes up a
small ring falls to the ground. All three examine the ring. Jakwar's eyes
grow wide with astonishment. He tells them how he has found the same design
several times the last few weeks.Once on a pin in the lair of a black dragon.
Then just a couple of nights ago on a piece of paper after the beholder
battle.
"The sage in Neverwinter says it is the insignia of Hellgate Keep."
On the short journey back to the Triboar Inn the group discusses the find at
length.
WJP, Silvir Fox, Doekiller and JJ ILLYV travel through the Lost Hills with an
escort of Silver wolves. They come to a sheer rock wall. The wolves disappear
into some brush off to the side. The small group reluctantly follows. After
several minutes walking through the thick underbrush the wolves stop and
stare at the rock. "This must be the place." notices Silvir "I don't know
about you, but I can't walk through solid rock." retorts WJP A crack appears
in the rock wall and a door swings open. A large bearded man stands in the
opening. "Well met brothers of COR. I am Kallen, ally to Jakwar." Kallen
shakes the hand of each as they enter the tunnel. "No wonder we couldn't
find the door." Points WJP, "Clan Axepeak crest, best there is."
All are awestruck as they enter the Rangers paradise. JJ laughs, "Now I
know why Jakwar keeps this place hidden. Some idiot would probably want to
build a city here. I wonder if he needs a roommate." Lively conversation
follows the group through the woods. They come upon a meadow. The delicate
scent of perfume reaches the company. The playful laughter of women echoes
through the trees. "What's this Jakwar has his own harem?" asks JJ
"They're Woodland Nymphs JJ, stay here." Kallen moves ahead of the group.
"Maidens of the meadow may we pass?" "Of course Kallen, you are always
welcome here." comes a lilting reply. WJP and Silvir restrain JJ. "I have
friends of Jakwar's with me." explains Kallen "They may pass also, will you
all be at the celebration tonight?" asks a second delicate voice. "That we
will Ladies, once the visitors have been prepared." Kallen strolls back to
the group "I'm in love." sighs JJ "What do you mean prepared?" questions
Doekiller "The Great Druid must cast some spells on you. The sight of forest
folk such as Nymphs can blind or even kill a man." clarifies Kallen
The journey speeds along. Soon they enter a clearing. At the far side next to
a stream is Jakwar's cabin. The brothers unload their gear and wash.
Unarmored they lounge in the lush meadow drinking Jakwar's ale, a milk for
WJP. Near evening Jakwar returns in the company of a grey bearded Druid.
"Have you depleted my stock of ale yet?" "No but we're trying." They reply
"Well hold still while Talther casts some protection spells." instructs
Jakwar "By nightfall this meadow will be filled with forest folk."
When darkness takes hold a large party is already underway. The music is soft
and soothing. Drink of all kind is passed around the gathering. WJP trials
Jakwar around the meadow asking about their upcoming journey. Jakwar ducks
behind a tree. WJP follows finding Jakwar gone. He is face to face with a
beautiful Nymph. She plants a full long kiss directly on his lips. The worry
melts from his face replaced by a look of utmost joy. Silvir walks past
Jakwar pointing to WJP. "Will he be O.K.?" "Ya but he'll never be the same.
It'll wear off by morning." laughs Jakwar JJ spends the night trying to
convince the elves to give a drink of Feywine. Honoring Jakwars request they
ceaselessly reject his pleas. The moon has nearly reached the end of it's
nightly journey when the party breaks up.
(To be continued)
Jakwar
COR HERALD AND EXPLORER
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After a long day of battling...
the forces of evil in the sewers, I joined my guild brothers in a celebration
of the finest of spirits and ales in the land at one of our favorite
hang-outs---Strider's. We emptied many flasks that night.....too many.
I awoke in my chambers in the guild hall with a terrible headache. Something
was different....I noticed that the furniture (what little I had) had been
rearranged and my once brightly lit room was now dark and cold. At first I
thought it was the side affects of being the recipient of a major feebing the
night before....but I found out all too soon that it was much more than that.
When I put on my bracers I noticed a reflection in their brightly polished
surface....the face of someone unfamiliar to me. This mysterious man had
flowing blonde hair, deep sunken eyes, and an unforgetable smirk on his face.
I focused on his fiendish grin....it was as if I were looking into the face
of death itself. Shock set in as I marvelled at what I had become. My
brightly colored robes were now black and stained with blood!! Next I
noticed all of the notches carved into the handle of my mace. What kind of
evil monster had I turned into???? What had I done to deserve this
fate.....had I angered Tyr???
I carefully cracked open my chamber door to try and find out what was going
on. I saw someone I knew....I recognized him right away....I had fought him
a few days ago....it was ITB Wrath!! My mind was spinning as if I was in a
whirlwind. How could I have turned evil??? Moreover an ITB????
It was too much to bear....this nightmare was beginning to peirce the inner
fabric of my mind and my soul. I began to chuckle....my good side was
fighting inside of me to prevent my dark side from taking over. My chuckles
turned into laughter....the once bright light of my goodness began to slowly
fade...like a candle slowly dying out. The room got darker....as if I was
going blind. In desperation I tried to concentrate on all of my friends and
my experiences.....to hold on to them before they slipped away forever.
Flashes of fighting along side my guild brothers....the wins and
losses....the treasures and honor won....the face of the woman who I had
always admired from afar.
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I yelled at the top of my lungs, "NOOOO!!!!!" .....I would not let go! I held
on to my memories for dear life. These were mine...a part of me that no one
could take away....not even Tyr himself!!! My memories were the only thing
that the evil could not engulf. I turned my emotions loose onto the evil
raging inside of me. The pain was immense----emotionally and physically. I
fought it until I tired and passed out.
I awoke to many blurry images feverishly hovering over me. Had I lost?? My
eyes came into focus upon the one whom I hold most dear. As she wiped my
brow she explained that my ale had been tainted with poison. It had to have
been that fiend XU X1ANG!!!!! It was bad enough that he had feebed me that
night but this took the cake. I swore before my friends and guild brothers
that I would not let this go without retaliation. I turned to Tyst, captain
of our Elite Guard, and made plans to begin my combat training after my
recovery.
Beware XU X1ANG : This is not over yet!
Jedi Chris
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Friends don't let friends partake and PvP
(Kef Yunman)
Many people have been wondering about my recent tour of all the guild dining
halls in which i sang the praises of Alakabon and that miscreant, ITB Gawain.
Well the whole sordid story starts with a few too many ales and a few too
many hours to kill.
Hanging out in the Triboar inn, I spent my time trying to reform my doubles
ladder partner, Mad Drunk. He suggested we fight the two best pvpers we
could find. So after esping challeneges to ITB Gawain and Alakabon, we
prepared for battle.
Of course, the common malady known as "beer muscles"set in and I made a bet
with our two opponents. If they were to lose, they would have to go around
NW for a week wearing a pointy hat and "Whoo whooing" and capering. As for
my part of the bet, well you have seen it already ;x
As for the battle itself, let's just say never depend on a partner to count
rounds (fer globes) when he is so drunk he cannot see his fingers to help him
count. ;x
Ok, so Gawain, Alakabon, fer the last time,
"All hail the mighty and powerful, bold and brave, skillful and wise,
Alakabon and ITB Gawain!"
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Lord Nasher's Call
NW Thorn Reports
Our group gathered underneath the ancient tree in rain drenched
NeverwintervSquare. Wenzel, Kabule, Tasilorian, Sillum Mnk, RicRac001 and
ITB Diablo were waiting as NW Thorn approached the tree with a worried look
upon his face. He had just had an audience with Lord Nasher, who had great
concerns regarding reports of ancient undead creatures roving underneath the
city streets of Port Llast. "Lord Nasher has asked us to travel north to
Port Llast. His reports tell of a group of Dracolichs who are ravaging the
dungeons under the old seaport town. He has asked us to investigate, so
gather your weapons and meet me at the north gate of Neverwinter City," Thorn
exclaimed.
Our party met at the gate and headed north to Port Llast arriving there
several hours later without incident. Night had fallen over the seaport and
it's citizens were nowhere to be found. As we approached a residence just
north of the center of town, Wenzel noticed one of the doors of the house had
peculiar scratch marks on it. As Wenzel reached for the door handle, the
door suddenly flew open and the group was pulled into the darkness of the
adjoining room. Reaching into his backpack, Thorn pulled out a torch and lit
it. As the light engulfed the darkened room, a smile came over his face.
"Hail and well met MikeSherm6 and JNorris V," exclaimed Thorn. "Lord Nasher
told us that guides would aid us!" Not speaking, JNorris V motioned for us
to follow him. We descended a hidden stairway and found ourselves in the
dungeons beneath the town.
"We have found the lair of the foul beasts. Keep low and follow closely for
the element of surprise is our only chance," whispered MikeSherm6. We
followed our guide's instructions and soon found ourselves face to face with
a large oaken door. "Behind this door is what you seek," JNorris V
whispered, "prepare for battle quickly and silently. When you are ready,
press yourselves against the door as hard as you can." We unsheathed our
weapons and guarded ourselves with an array of cleric and magical spells.
When all was set, Thorn raised his flail and pressed firmly against the
seemingly unmoveable door. As the others joined in, the door began to give.
With a loud crack, the door fell from its iron forged hinges. "CHARGE
forward!" Kabule screamed, and our party entered into the fray. Searing heat
scorched our bodies as the Dracolichs breathed down our necks and fear
overcame several of our party as banshees wailed in our midsts. We stood our
ground and valiently fought through the smoke and flame, finally felling all
but one lone Dracolich. "He shall not escape me," roared JNorris V. We
watched in horror as JNorris V ran alone towards the last mightly Dracolich.
Within seconds it was over, JNorris was paralyzed by the beast and with one
swift blow, returned to the ashes from which he was born. This gave new
fervor to the remaining party members, and they each in turn rushed towards
the Dracolich. Each pounded the beast until finally Thorn conjured one last
magic missile and aimed it towards the beast. As the Dracolich fell to the
ground, the collective sigh of the party was heard throughout Port Llast.
Thanks to all who joined us tonight!
NW Thorn
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SPORTS
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The Vilnask Axepeak Hammer Challenge
The kin gathered around ...
the Target...in the field east of Vilnasks main square. Two troll effigys
where irrected. On a table to the side was displayed a fine silver and
mithral gauntlets, and a two handed hammer both inscrolled with dwarven runes
of power. Rumor had it the wearer of the gloves would be as strong as a
Ogre. And the hammer was forged by nun other than Coal Anvilheater, the
dwarven rune smith.
Ten paces, from the trolls was a line drawn in climbers chalk. Beside the
line a berrel of fine dwarven throwing hammers. The dwarves gathered and
chatted with themselves as they waited for the start of the contest. Ale
flowed freely.
Gathered where the fey dwarven lass, Dhaka Hash, and a group of stout dwarven
warriors, Baldar Hmr, Xevkan, and Moradinson. A short time latter the rustle
of stone wings is heard and Hudon RW the Gargoyl of the Mount lands heavly in
the grass. A raised voice causes all to turn, Sunderfist the deep gnome,
strod into the field.
"Well'n now tha we is all 'ere, we begins!", States Starkadh, Moving to stand
at the chalked line. " Da rules be simple.. Lays inta the Troll dummys thar'n
an knocks thar blocks off. Three throws fur each o' ya..... Me thins it be
ladys first.", he says bowing to Dhaka and giving her a wink.
The las grins back invitingly and takes a hammer from the berrel. In the
wink of an eye she lauched her hammer, striking the head from the first
target.
"Har!!, me thins ya lads be in fur a bit o' a run.. the las 'as da eye."
The gathered group muttered in assent, awed by the lasses flowing movements.
Stark particularly liked the way she wiggled as she launched a hammer....
Next up was the Deep gnome Sunderfist, examining his hammer carfully, he
noded and grunted.. backed up three paces and made a running charge at the
line.. skidding to a halt he launced the hammer, it flipped twice and blasted
the head of the target.
Snorting in satifaction.. Sunder continued his following tosses quickly, to
the praise and incuragement of the gathered dwarves.
"Well'n ya an the las be look'n ta be stand'n even", replyed Stark as Sunder
stepped back from the line.
Swaggering up, Balder Hmr, grasped up his hammer, "Har, gnomie lik'n ta
this.", spinning is a quick circle he released with a side arm throw. The
hammer ripped thru the targets chest toppleing it over backwards. A grin
broke his face as he stepped away from the line to slack his thirst after a
fine performance.
In a flutter of stone wings and a fanged toothed grin, Hundson Rw, landed on
the line, took up a hammer and reared back to throw.. the hammer spun twice
thru the air striking a glanceing blow to the target....Grumbleing he stepped
away, his claws tearrign the lomb under his feet.
"Next'im ya be get'n the 'ang o' it Rockwing', chuckles Stark as the Gargoyal
steps away.
Xevkan stepping to the line, downs his ale quickly and tosses the empty mug
into the grass. "Huh, Me thins I'll be tak'n two 'eads o'".. Grinning he
launches his hammer, the spinning hammer strikes the target solidly and
topples it backwards. "Har!!", barkes Xevkan as two dwaven guards stand the
target back up.
"Moradinson! ya is next", yells Stark across the field, "Eh? sur'n I be thar
in a moment', Moradinson yells back, nodding to Balder, having placed a side
bet on the outcome of this toss. "Sur'n I be gett'n richer dis day.",
Moradin states takin up a hammer, with an exaggerated wind-up.. he launchs
his thru.. two clean turns and his impacts on the target..which bursts appart
in a shower of hay and leather.
"Ach! Ya broke me targets!", grumbles Stark.
Swaggering away, "Huh, ya jes luckys me 'arm was sore.."
The first round up.. Moradin the obvious winner, with his well placed throw,
Stark motioned to Xevkan and Baldar Hmr.. "Lads ya two be right close ta be'n
in second."
The gather dwarves, mutted to themselves, placing side bets, as Xevkan
stepped to the line.. in a flurry of movement he launched his assult.. stee
flew thru the air..and Missed!? "Ach!?", Xevkan cursed.
"Twas a fine try.. lad.", Baldar said simpithicly. Taking up his hammer, he
spun in his round house windup.. the hammer flashing thru the air.. strikeing
the target solidly
As the laughter and roar of the party got under way.. Moradinson wearing the
silver gaunlets, and Baldar with hammer resting on there shoulders. Spoke
quitely... a large back of gems.. was passed to Baldars muttering curse.
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Congrates to Moradinson for winning first place at the Vilnask Hammer
challange, winning the much coveted Gauntlets of Ogre Power.
And Baldar Hmr in a throw off with Xevkan, takes Second, winning a Luceran
Hammer +3.
Well done.. and thanks to all the kin that participated.
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ROMANCE
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To Gorbon
...with all my love, Lady Taarla
'Tis in my garden I have been,
Since the hour I saw him last,
Staring at the sky so blue,
Thinking of his laughing eyes.
The joy within his soul,
Full of life, and heart so pure,
Compassion always follows
Singing sword and battle cries.
Coat of arms upon a seal
Bearing colors clear and true.
Yellow as the mighty sun,
And white as pure as snow.
A knight in every sense,
None braver in the land,
With a courage fierce and mighty
Honor always, close at hand.
I would storm the dark abyss,
Travel miles across the lands,
And no evil would I fear,
For by his side is where I'll stand.
So many times I wonder,
If he is merely but a dream,
For there is no other like him
At least none that I have seen.
Silken petals from the roses,
Crumble softly in my hand,
Carefree memories of dancing,
And the strength within his hands.
Here I'll wait for him forever,
For the one that I hold dear,
Counting roses, skyblue memories,
And his love forevermore.
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ANNOUNCEMENTS
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COR
the officer core of the Crusaders of the Realms has undergone some changes.
The new senior officers are as follows:
Volant: GM
Yu Lang: AGM
Lightsedge: Sage (Head of Non-PVP)
Steve A3: Justiciar (Head of PVP)
Sir Mage: Seneschal (Head of Applicants)
Jakwar
COR HERALD
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