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General Discussion / RE: Goodbye« on: July 24, 2005, 11:33:00 AM »
Not good. Not good at all.simply doesnt make sense.You were a blast Bru..verry sad.
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General Discussion / RE: *wanders off*« on: June 17, 2005, 04:12:00 AM »
Well what can I say Fian? For A time, my life as Brutus consisted of Fian, Farros, Faile, Longbow, Mordechai, Yash, and Seteece on countless trips to silentwatch. Somewhere amid the swirl of DT's, Battle, and RP there was a crystalized element of familiarity and joy that I can't express in its best sense. I personally have learned through experience that some far off ruler of this place, Leanther, turns out to be a person with a true conviction, practical concern, and even compassion...and while my opinion of changes and way's and means is forever clouded by the sides to the issues to which I am prithy, sometimes my first assumptions are not always the best explanations. While sometimes they are. That is the curse of these forums. They are a place where opinions are expressed. My deepest sympathy goes out to those who mistake those opinions as attacks. Often they seem to be, as defined by the manner in which they are expressed. We are many. It's best to remind ourselves that they are merely opinions. Yes, "Fien" (as Brutus would say) you will be sorely missed. Thoughts of you and your perspectives will replay themselves frequently as I struggle with my own perspectives and convictions.
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General Discussion / RE: GET ME OUT OF DEATH VOID BEFORE I GO CRAZY« on: May 18, 2005, 11:05:00 AM »
help! Im stuck too!
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General Discussion / RE: Stepping down from the Team« on: May 18, 2005, 12:48:00 AM »
Bye............................Hi!
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Wild Surge Inn / Boris is selling silver« on: July 03, 2005, 10:09:00 PM »
*Borris comes marching into the Inn,covered in blood and stinking of raw sewage. The door slams as if in dissaproval.He Plops a largish bag on one of the tables making a loud 'slap' noise and causing it to bow some. He grunts perhaps satesfied and looks around the room. Some gasp,some move a bit away from him, Yasten winces. Borris leaves his dented splattered helmet on and straitens a bit* "um sell'n silver!..." *He seems to pause a moment as if looking for a response* "Who wants some?...any a ya kin use silver?...ah got some right here! make me an offer...'n mebey buy me ah drink! *He looks around the room again* "Well?"...//See Borris in game if you wish to buy some.
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