After only a few days, Messenger was able to find her way to what she
believed to be the castle of Lord Blackthorn. She knew that if she could get
inside she would find Lore Denin and free him. Together they could find a way to
put a stop to his evil plans of destruction.
Darkness fell upon the land. Messenger knelt to the ground and caressed the
grass of the land as if it were a blanket on the earth. She whispered softly,
"May the Sisters Of Enchantment guard me and may the Virtues protect me." As she
stood there quietly, the wind suddenly became stronger as if surrounding the
Lady Messenger with a cloak. The fair Lady disappeared as if she were never
there. She heard a faint voice say, "May this spell keep you invisible until you
wish to be revealed fair lady, and when you wish to wear it again speak these
words of enchantment. An Lor Xen. " She could only believe her sisters had
somehow heard her and spoke these words in hopes of helping. She thanked them
silently.
The castle was even more dreary inside then it was the outside. There was a
faint stench that she could not recognize. Perhaps it was the essence of evil.
Gaining entry to the castle was no great chore, as she was invisible to anyone.
She knew though as she got further into the castle that the invisibility would
not conceal her, for those most evil can see you even when you are hiding. She
only hoped she could find a place out of sight before she was discovered.
Where would they be keeping Lore? After searching for what seemed hours
throughout the castle. Room after dreary room she felt as if she were being
watched. The reek had gotten worse and she felt as if she were about to be ill.
She stopped and found a place to hide in the darkness. Laying down on the cold
stone floor taking care careful not to be discovered. Her fears of someone being
there were confirmed as she saw what looked like a man, but was as clearly not.
She tried not to gasp as she realized whom had been watching her. Or had he,
she could only hope that her presence was not revealed.
She could hear the creature speak.
"Soon, soon we will not be confined to this land. We will once rule the
worlds. No one or anything can stop us." Lord Blackthorn revealed his plans, he
spoke as if there was someone there with him but she could not see anyone else
there. She listened silently from the shadows for what seems to be hours. Who
could he be talking to.. why was he revealing his plan as if he had never heard
it before?
Her questions were answered. What she saw next was something she had never
dreamed she would see in her lifetime. Her eyes filled with tears as she
struggled to keep back the hurt and betrayal that had overcome her. She could
not believe what she was seeing. It could not be true. This man was someone she
loved, how could he betray her, betray the land and all who loved him.
"How could this be happening? How could he do this.?" Messenger lay in the
same spot she had been in all night. The air is so thick here and the stench is
far worse than it had been since her arrival in the palace. Hadn't he realized
he was falling into a trap? Could he not see that this was all wrong? Lady
Messenger clutched the crystal, it was her only hope to warn Lady Destiny of the
danger that was headed her way.
Putting her disappointment and feelings of betrayal aside, Messenger knew
what had to be done. As she remained hidden by the shadows of the dreary castle
of the evil Lord Blackthorn she realized daylight would soon reveal her
position. She could not risk being seen. Not now, not when she is so close to
uncovering the truth. She had to get back, get out of lineage before it was too
late.
She whispered the words the sisters had told her would conceal her. "An Lor
Xen" She crept from the darkness and down the castle hall. She fled with a sense
of urgency as she clung onto the crystal. As she followed the path of escape,
flash of light so bright, fell upon her so quickly that she did not know where
she stood any longer. She felt weak all of a sudden and soon felt the cold floor
on her back. The stench again, so close she felt ill. She could not move.
Messenger knew she had been captured and tried to hide the crystal. The crystal
she knew that if found, would destroy them all.
Darkness fell upon Messenger and when she awoke, she felt weak. She looked up
as if in disbelief. Could this really be.. "M'lady, are you ok?" His voice was
deep and filled with concern. Lord Taran had found Lady Messenger , disbelieving
his eyes. He had seen what looked like someone sleeping and felt a need to make
sure she was alright. When he gently pulled back her hair from her face he
realized it was Messenger. He had heard that she had journeyed into lineage and
feared her dead.
He was relieved when Messenger spoke softly as if in a dream. ..." the
crystal.. " He held her until she became conscious again.
"M'lord... " she whispered. "Don't speak m'lady, you are very weak." He
lifted her gently and took her to her cabin which was the closest place he could
think of. He had not been there in so very long. He hoped that he would be able
to get inside.
To his relief he was able to get inside and lay Messenger into her bed. She
was so very weak. He watched over her while she slept.
Taran knew that it had been weeks since Messenger had departed Sosaria. He
thought of the heartache she felt when last they talked. She had held out hope
that her love would return to her. How she hated to finally admit that he was
gone. She truly believed that it was her who had driven him away.
Lady Destiny arrived in the early morning. She found Taran asleep on the cold
floor. She awoke him with a cup of tea she had made downstairs. "M'lord, I
received word that you wished to speak me and that it was important." Lord Taran
walked Destiny to Messenger's bedside. Destiny could not believe her eyes. " She
has returned! Tis wonderful indeed!" Messenger heard the familiar voice of her
friend and opened her eyes. She smiled at her dear friend. "M'lady, how did you
get back? You had not used the crystal in a good long while, I feared you were
in great danger!
Messenger looked confused. What was this Destiny spoke of? Why did she look
so worried? "What crystal do you speak of m'lady? Why have you feared for me?
Have I been away?"
From
Skara Brae:
Info on Ryth:
Name:
Ryth
Age: 84
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 164
Birthplace: Vesper
Known For: Not much is known about this man. What he has told us has checked out
so far. He was a good friend of Basil when they both were very young in Vesper.
Ryth wasn't of noble blood like Basil, but he was of a rich family. Basil and
him both studied together. About the same time Basil turned to Chaos and founded
the Cult, Ryth disappeared. No records can be found of him. He re-appeared a few
years ago after spending almost an entire 12 years in Ilshenar studying the
land. This man was responsible for reuniting the Cult. Was found dead in cell.
Dear folks of Britannia, I bring good news, or well good news to some of thee.
Ryth, the leader of the Cult of the Black Dragon, was found dead in his cell
today. It appears that he took his own life because he didn't wish to be put to
trial in a false court.
Lady
Jasmine and Mawgwaine from the Ranger Enforcers of Sosaria found the body.
Solomon alerted the Highland Guard, but Jakob didn't come to see the body. After
a bit, it was decided that it would be best to search his body.
Besides some food and water, only a book was found on his body. The book seemed
to mumblings from a man that had already assured himself that he was meant to
die in his cell.
After reading the book, Solomon and Jasmine felt it would be best to go and
investigate Lakeshire and see if anything could be found.
It was also interesting to note how Ryth claimed that Rath was no puppet of his,
but that he had tried several times to corrupt him. Jasmine was told to keep the
book in her care so that nothing would happen to it.
From Solomon:
People of Sosaria! We hope to act fast and maybe catch these people Ryth
refers to in Lakeshire before they leave. Please, we beg that Britannia's
brightest and best help us try and solve this puzzle. Something is amdist, and
to ignore it would only spell trouble for us. We plan to gather at 8 CST in
Skara Brae, at the Town Hall, this Tuesday. We will immediately head out and try
to find out what exactly has been happening in Lakeshire. May the Mother watch
over us all!
BREAKING NEWS: Rath Stonesoul Dead
[Lealla]
July 3 - 9:40 AM EDT
Submitted by: An Anonymous Source
You were given plenty of warning Fools! Messages were received and
ignored now you shall live with the consequences of your foolishness.
Our attempts to rule will not cease. Do not cross us again or our true
wraith will be felt!
Word has been sent to Highland Guard, House of Stonesoul, The 1st Army
and to the Ranger Enforcers of Sosaria. Reports coming back indicate that
their investigations into the heinous murder of Rath Stonesoul will be top
priority.
This reporter has to wonder... Is this dead Rath the "Real" Rath or the
"Imposter" Rath?
Till Next Time...
Lealla
Chapter: 6
The True Heart Seeker
Reports of the capture of Lore Denin kept pouring in. The Ankh and
their allies continued to follow the false leads. First the
investigation had lead to the Temple of Mondain, then to the drow of
Bregan D'artha. There was no telling what direction these rumors would
next lead the search. Despite the best leads concerning Lore's
capture, all would prove false. For he was in hiding of his own
accord; a prisoner to his royal duty nonetheless.
Lore drummed his fingers on the desk in font of him. Lord Dupre had
asked him to go into hiding until all preparations for the ascension
of the new King of Britannia had been set. Lore had disappeared
without a trace. Giving word to no one, not even his closest friends
or advisors in the Ankh of Unity of why or where he had gone. Lore had
to remain in hiding until the new Lord of Britannia was announced, for
he was the messenger that had brought the documents from lineage and
the only witness to Lord British's royal decree.
It was time to come back into the public eye. Plans were being set
into motion and the land would finally have a new King. Lore was to
return to the Ankh and investigate the truth behind Rath Stonesoul's
erratic behavior and prepare the Ankh and there allies for a new Lord.
The rumors of Lore Denin's capture would no longer distract the
Ankh and her Allies from Temple and Drow's true purpose and
activities. For Lore Denin had returned.
__________________________________________________________
Chapt er 5
"Lord Dupre, the letter seems to be legitimate. The hand writing
matches, the seal is that of Lord British and the proper words and
order are used for that of a royal decree. If the letter is a forgery,
it has been so well conceived that the scholars of the court are
unable to tell it from the real thing?"
"Would it be possible to create such a forgery?"Dupre asked the
question to the court mage, but never shifted his gaze from the
courtyard of the castle.
"It is highly unlikely, but nothing is beyond the realm of
possibility. I do not think given even a few years I could produce a
forgery so accurate, which leads me to believe this is no forgery at
all." The court mage paused for a second shifting uncomfortably in his
robes. "There are other elements that add to its credibility."
For the first time Lord Dupre averted his gaze from the courtyard
and turned his full attention on the scholar, "What elements?"
"For one, the paper used is quite unique, made from a tree bark we
have been unable to identify. The ink as well is unique, and we are
unsure of its origins. It appears the materials used to construct the
letter are not of Sosaria, giving creditability to Lore Denin's claim
to have reached Lineage. "
"I see... What of the gate opened? What did you uncover?"
"The Ankh of Unity has shared its research with us freely and it
appears from the volumes of gate, facet and dimension travel, they did
have the means to open a portal to another world. I compared the
Ankh's research with the notes Nystul left behind, and it indicates
the gate they opened would lead to be the same world our liege has
gone, the land known as Lineage."
Dupre turned his head back to the courtyard with an acknowledging
nod. "I knew from the first sentence that it had been my dear friend,
Lord British, who wrote the letter. What has had me stumped is his
choice for the throne. I expected one of the court, perhaps Lord or
Baron. Someone with more political ties and familiarity with the
intrigues of politics."
"Do you doubt the character of the King to be?"
"No, not at all. You will not find a better person in the entire
kingdom. Never have I met a person so dedicated to helping others,
even those who may call him enemy."
"Surely if this person is as you claim, Lord British has not
erred."
"He is a good person but will he be a strong King? The kingdom is
falling apart in front of us. The Temple of Mondain has conquered
Moonglow, the city of Vesper has declared itself an independent city
state under the protection of the Temple, Occulo city has been taken
and Lord StoneSoul is barely holding on to Skara Brae. In all this
time, Britannia has been unable to gather its army and drive out these
forces. Though the Temple is powerful, it does not have a huge army.
In the past such a small force would never have dared enter our
borders. Today they make those borders their own."
Dupre looked to the court mage and nodded. The process had been
delayed long enough Britannia needed a King. He would trust in his
King and start the process of ascension, "Prepare the paper work, and
make a public announcement. Britannia will have a new King."
"Do you wish me to inform the New Lord Regent and make the
preparations?"
"No, I shall go in person. We are old comrades. I think this will
come as quite a shock and he will need time and my help to prepare."
Bad News!
We do not have Fredrick in custody, this leaves us no
bargaining power to
rescue Lore! And I have found this, it looks like a page
from Mordains Journal!
The Dark
Veil By Mordian
The rain poured upon Mordain's window as he stood looking out upon
the desert. Lightning crashed in the background and lit the room like an
explosion of great magic, but the Dark Lord diden't move. Thinking to
himself he knew all the preparations, all the hard work was at last
about to pay off.
He stood in the window for some time until the rain had receded and the
cold of the desert began to set in. Suddenly his raven landed on its
perch with a message. Mordain turned from the window and walked calmly
over and began to read the message.
"Lord Mordain,
Word has come that there will be an attempt to arrest either you or
myself very soon. The allied forces continue to look for Lore Denin and
search for the answers that you hold about his disappearance and our
plans. The Highland Guard have been snooping into our business in Skara
Brae, The Citizens of Britannia and our new enemy 1st Army of Britannia
both seek clues of Lore Denin. The Ranger guild of Skara Brae have also
made inquiries to both mysteries and plan to arrest both Eliza and
Ayriana. The man charged with this task is named Trullivan, I believe he
is the same person who we fought many days ago and is now within the
ranks of the Highland Guard. Everything is going according to plan as
you have specified it. I shall return soon from my quest to find
Jasmine.
-Fredrick"
Mordain put the note down on his desk, smiled and began to think to
himself. "Very good....with all these distractions they wont know up
from down." Mordain walked to his balcony and sat down. All at once a
gate opened and the combine forces of the 1st army of Britannia, and the
Citizens in Defense of Britannia Swarmed the doors of the Temple.
Mordain stood from his balcony with a grin on his face knowing that they
had come to capture him or rescue Lord Denin. Stepping from his throne
on the balcony he stepped over to the edge and began to call out.
"What brings you to my temple?" Dovolick stepped forward, "We demand the
release of Lore Denin and demand to take Fredrick your General into
custody!" Mordain laughed and replied. "Its a pity, the General is out
on my personal business, and you are in the position to demand nothing."
Dovolick began to laugh but then realized why the dark lord was not
phased by his army. Several members of the temple suddenly appeared and
began casting spells. "As you can see, Your life now depends upon you
leaving my desert." Mordain charged. Dovolick grabbed his bow and let an
arrow fly towards Mordain almost hitting him....Mordain's face grew into
anger and ordered an all out attack.
The attack lasted till only a few were left. Mordain then called out,
"Capture Dovolick!" Just then he was nocked off his horse and captured.
With the last remnants of the raiding force destroyed Mordain took
Dovolick into the dungeon of the temple. For many hours Mordain talked
with Dovolick. As Mordain emerged from the Dungeons he called out to
Scribbles to prepair Dovolick for trial.
As Scribbles entered the dungeon he noticed that Dovolick was gone. He
ran up the stairs into the main chamber where Mordain and the rest of
the Temple had gathered. "M'lord! M'lord! Dovolick is gone!" Mordain
smiled, all is well Scribbles let us not worry about him anymore
tonight. Scribbles then realized what was going on. Mordain then turned
to Fredrick who was holding a bottle with what seemed to be smoke.
"Lord, my mission was successful, I retrieved the essence of the second
Gem of Souls, that which you needed." Fredrick put the bottle on the
black alter. Mordain smiled. "At last! that which was kept from me has
now been returned, with the essence of this bottle I shall be able to
return MY Gem to full power!" Mordain smiled wickedly as he tucked the
potion into his robes. "We must prepare for the ritual. In two days from
now we will begin! We must attain the correct reagents." Mordain pulled
an old book from his robe, a book that hasn't been seen in many years,
upon the cover was a skull and an ancient text. Looking at the book the
members of the Temple knew it could be only one thing, the book of
Necromancy.
Mordain began to flip through the pages. When he got to towards the end
of the book he paused. "Ah yes" he began. He looked sharply at Fredrick,
"I need the following reagents Fredrick and your task it to attain
them." Mordain began to jot off the reagents..."A rib of a Balron, a
Black Dragon Skale, two Sulfuric ash from the entrance of Cove and
finally the bone of a deamon." Fredrick nodded. It will be done.....
All art stolen from various places! With Permission Of
Course.
Thank You Nate For The Awesome Garden!
Our own Nate Byrd has made this wonderful garden for the
ANKH, he
put his heart and soul into this place, we owe him a very
special thanks!
Carnival of Souls Blacksmith
event
Submitted Tuesday, June 18,
2002 - 4:04:40 PM by Nick Seafort
via
Stratics:
We had so much fun at our first event ever that we are holding our second
event already. This Tuesday, June 18th, C S will be holding an armor and
arms repair and giveaway at the Haven smithy from 7pm to 8pm by the Central
skys. We will have 4 Grandmaster smiths on hand to give new adventurers the
best arms and armor in Brittania. Experienced adventurers will receive free
repairs or 2 weapons of your choice.
Hope to see you there!
Harliquin
Guildmaster, Carnival of Souls
More Stories Scooped Right From The Royal
Britannian Post!
Investigation Continues
[Lealla]
June 18 - 3:01 PM EDT
From the Desk of: Lealla, Editor in Chief
It seems as the investigation into the allegations of a Lord Rath imposter
continues, several people deeply involved have received death threats.
An older woman, going by the name Eliza, has delivered several messages
similar to the one below:
Eliza has been spotted in the city of Skara Brae. On all occasions she was
seen wearing a dark cloak, plain brown dress and red boots. She is described
as an old woman with white hair, but very quick on her feet. Several have
reported that she seems to just "vanish into thin air" and that "one moment
she is there the next gone".
In a late night meeting, Lord Geoffrey of Cove, Lead investigator for the
Highland Guard, with others close to the investigation reviewed all evidence
gathered thus far and discussed this woman Eliza.
A request is being issued to all citizens, If this Eliza is seen please
detain her unharmed and notify a member of the Highland Guard, The First
Army, House of Stonesoul or the Ranger Enforcers of Sosaria. The Ranger
Enforcers are offering a 10,000gp reward if Eliza is turned over unharmed.
This Just In Dark Fool has just added 90,000 gp from his own pocket,
increasing the reward to 100,000gp
Till next Time....
Lealla
^ top-Royal
Britannian Comics
[Lealla]
June 18 - 1:37 PM EDT
From the Desk of: Red William, Staff Cartoonist
Hot off the presses and totally ripped off from the Daily
Herald, but a very interesting read, none the less! Read on, and enjoy!
A Spy's Report
Submitted Friday, June 14,
2002 - 2:32:56 PM by Nick Seafort
Submitted
by “The Mouse”
Milord, the life of a spy ain't glamorous and excitin'. Cor blimey guv,
would I lie to you? It’s more often borin', lonely, and dirty. I 'ad 'eaded
ter Skara Brae, since I 'eard there were a frenzy of activity concernin'
many of me employer’s interests. Wot wiv the bloomin' jailed cultists, the
bleedin' URK raids, the bleedin' Mondainites, the Stonesouls, right, the
Army of Britannia, right, the Coven of the Secret Shadow, the Stalwart
Marauders, the Ranger Enforcers, and a dozen uvver groups all plannin' and
counter-plannin' , I were bound ter find a golden nugget or two of valuable
information.
So there I were wiv me loaf of bread bent over the table at the local tavern
pretendin' ter be passed out, wen I noticed a couple chalk in. One were a
tall and obviously strong man in full armor. By the crest on the bloomin'
armor and 'is poise I could tell 'e were one of them 'igh rankin' Knights of
the bloody Stonesoul 'ousehold. The bleedin' barkeep were overly attentive
ter this fellow and served'im right oray, callin' 'im Captain Willigan.
Well, right, this Willigan chap came in walkin' almost 'and-in-'and wiv
Jasmine. Now, I immediately recognized Jasmine, since I 'ad spied on 'er on
more than one occasion - given that she is the bloomin' daughter of the
bloody infamous Basil Stag 'are, and a prime target of the bleedin' Temple
ofMondain. I knew me employer would want ter foil any plans that the bloomin'
Temple would 'ave of takin' that wee ringg of 'ers. Wee ringg… 'arharhar.
That ringg 'as such a pretty and big stone, and if it were not for it’s
curse, it would 'ave 'alf of the ffieves guild followin' 'er ter try ter
nick it.
So any road, this Willigan fellow is carryin' on wiv Jasmine and it is
obvious that 'e is more than somewot taken wiv 'er, wot wiv the way 'e
breaffed deep and stared long at 'er. And Jasmine were right evidently
pleased wiv the chuffin' attention she were receivin'. They 'appened ter sit
at the bloomin' booff next ter mine, right, and wen they were not 'ave a
lookin', I used me own ringg – of invisibility.
I thought ter myself, right, great, they are gonna rabbit and pork like
luvers on a first date, and this will eever bore me ter tears or sicken me
wiv its sweetness. But ter my 'eart’s delight it were much more than a
luver’s meet. They went on of Ryth and on 'ow 'e 'ad been captured and 'eld
in the Stonesoul jail, init? And mostly they went on about Jasmine’s father.
Well, it turns out that Jasmine wants 'er father resurrected, and wants ter
do all she can ter help brin' 'im back, even if it means workin' wiv the
evil blokes that are gafferin' the items ter do the chuffin' resurrection.
She even 'as given 'er own blood voluntarily ter the witch Ariyana Sune as a
component for the resurrection spell. I'll get out me spoons. And towards
this task she sat there enlistin' the help of the chuffin' poor Willigan 'oo
seemed ter have fallen completely in luv wiv 'er.
Willigan were torn between 'is loyalty ter Lord Rath Stonesoul and 'is luv
for Jasmine. Willigan refused ter arrange ter have Ryth escape 'is jail cell
as Jasmine proposed. Willigan asked Jasmine wot 'e could do ter help 'er.
Jasmine told 'im ter help brin' back her father. Willigan said that 'e would
do all 'e could ter help 'er, and warned that Rath should not learn of 'is 'elp
in this or else 'e would lose 'is right dear knight’ood.
Now, milord, right, I must clarify that the two Pansy Potters did not seem
ter have evil intent. Jasmine is a poor lass 'oo lost 'er father at an early
age and that feels responsible for her father’s deaff. Seems 'er bruther,
Ramirez – aye, THE Ramirez – blames 'er runnin' oray from 'ome as the cause
of 'er father’s actions that led 'im ter his deaff. Jasmine just wants ter
see 'er father again and set fings right. Poor, daft child. And Willigan
just wants ter brin' some 'appiness ter Jasmine’s life. The two mean well,
but are misguided, but I leave it ter yer, sire, right, to decide, for I'm
but the bloomin' mince pies and ears.
Jakob Covenant finished reading the parchment just recently delivered by one
of the Highland Guard’s couriers. After reading it, he carefully placed the
parchment in the strongbox behind him.
The Following has been...
Stolen From The Royal Britannia Post, Our Own Cartoonist
Red William!
From The Daily Herald
Lord Stonesoul,
I will not beat around the
bush. You have ordered the execution of a dear friend, and by the standards of
our beliefs, an innocent.
You have shown yourself to be as ruthless, if not more than General Nero. For
our beliefs we are being hunted, persecuted, and put to death. So in my mind, an
eye for an eye would be simple justice.
For every Cultist that you execute, I will put to death an innocent, and banish
his or her soul to the Void where the Black One will see to it that they live in
eternal punishment. Take from this warning what you will, but it would not sit
well with the council if so many innocents were killed without trying to
negotiate some sort of
truce.
- Raistlin
CDB,
be ready to add the Cult Of The Black Dragon to our list of known enemies, we
cannot allow the execution of innocents in our watch! To arms med and women, TO
ARMS!!
New CDB Training info on the CDB page!
Daydreamer and Her Honey Grew some hum dingers, take a
gander!!
-From
The Royal Britanian Post
From the Desk of: Lealla, Editor in Chief
Looks like the folks over in Trinsic have put forth the challenge!
With the Blessing of the Great Pumpkin, the Trinsic Town Council will
be holding the Meet and Beat the Trinsic City Council Archery
Tournament.
Thursday, June 13th at 7pm Central time. The Archery contest to be held
at the Trinsic Archery buttes and will be free to all that enters.
A 100K gold check will be handed to the winner of the contest & an
indestructible crossbow of vanquishing to the 2nd place contestant
(Donated by the Great Pumpkin).
Till Next Time...
Lealla
From The Daily Herald
Farland/GLA Dungeon Crawl
Report
Submitted Tuesday, June 11,
2002 - 3:58:49 PM by Nick Seafort
via
Stratics:
Hail Great Lakes
Our Shard Dungeon Crawl to the Ice Dungeon was a great success. I would like
to thank Pappy Farland (FC), Mike Farland (FC), and Donamyte (G*C) for
helping coordinate the players that arrived to join in the fun. I would like
to thank especially all those players that chose to take part in this event.
We had approximately 40 players take part in the crawl and that is what
makes them so much fun.
I was asked what a crawl was several times while gating. Well briefly this
is when several players get together to romp through a dungeon to have fun.
For some it is a chance to see parts of a dungeon they will never again be
able to see. When this many players get together there is little that can
stop them. Our force this time took the Ice Fiend room and held a little
party in he back meeting room. Ice Fiends that tried to crash the party were
readily bounced right back out of our room.
We will be holding our next event June 21st, Friday, 7pm CST. We will be
meeting at the Compassion shrine in Ilshenar and exploring the area. We hold
monthly dungeon crawls the first Friday of every month and then 2 weeks
later a raid into Ilshenar from a new shrine. We have a poll up right now at
our forums to vote on the next dungeon. We ask anyone wanting to volunteer
to work these events to reply on the thread of the event listing in the
polling section.
We will also be holding our player luncheon June 22nd, Saturday, 1pm CST in
Southern Illinois. This will be our 8th luncheon in the past 4 years. We
expect this one to be our best one yet. All the information is listed in our
forums. If you need more info just email me at mickey1@midamer.net.
If you want to know more about the Great Lakes Alliance then just come to
our site at www.GreatLakesAlliance.com. All those that register for our
forums is considered a member. It's free! Our goal is just to provide
players a forum to make friends and make the playing experience more
enjoyable. We hope to see you in the forums.
From Stratics
On the
MyUO
Discussion Boards, Sannio
(Online Content Coordinator) explained the grace period as it
pertains to grandfathered houses:
"Furthermore we are proposing
adding a 10-day grace period to inactive accounts. This grace
period means your houses will only be flagged as inactive 10
days after your account actually goes inactive, if the account
is still inactive at that time. To be clear, the term
“inactive” does not refer to how often the account is logged
in or played - it only refers to whether the actual
subscription is active, meaning it has not been cancelled or
suspended, and the monthly fee is paid."
In other words, within that 10 day
grace period nothing would change in your housing situation,
except of course your houses would continue to naturally
decay. They would not become Condemned, however, until after
that 10th day of the grace period.
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Sannio
Online Content Coordinator, UO
Origin Systems
From
Skara Brae:
Name:
Ryth
Lady
Jasmine and Mawgwaine from the Ranger Enforcers of Sosaria found the body.
Solomon alerted the Highland Guard, but Jakob didn't come to see the body. After
a bit, it was decided that it would be best to search his body.
via
Stratics:
Submitted
by “The Mouse” 
