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« on: January 14, 2006, 09:50:00 AM »
shrug...I tried to log in to central and it booted me there too...then I went back to west and now its letting me stay in.
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« on: January 14, 2006, 09:46:00 AM »
I'm logging in to my character on West server...no message is given, just you have been booted.
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« on: January 13, 2006, 12:45:00 PM »
Just FYI, since the swap, I have been having lag issues on West server while playing the game something fierce.
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« on: January 12, 2006, 12:40:00 PM »
I have some ideas for those of us that play at odd hours, and do not have the time to devote to the game that others do. It is a bit of a stretch, however, we could use a part of the forums to facilitate some of the RP that we feel is necessary to get our characters together in the first place. This would then make it easier for us to just jump on the bandwagon when we do meet in game. Also, if we start a thread, or forum, or something along these lines, for times that individual characters are usually on the server, we could then target individuals that we could gather with and even start the RP portion of this in the forums mentioned above. Lastly, if we get all of this together the right way, and we then have a "gaming" group or groups that are together regularily and semi scheduled, we could ask for some DM participation for short periods of time. Scheduling for DM'd events is what it is all about due to preperation needs, time frame for the quests, player participation and many other things. If we provide them with the scheduling, participation and outstanding role playing, we might be able to draw their interest as well! 
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« on: January 10, 2006, 08:15:00 AM »
*He sits beneath a large tree in a forest, his hood pulled back. The sun glinting through the leaves, his black skin seems to drink in the light of the dawning hours.*
I think I have found a new home. In all of my life, I have never felt....accepted. However, I have been received with open arms by a small group of individuals that follow the paths of nature in this strange land. Aralin brought me to a new hall that he has been working on. The place was truly amazing - a place of and for the Mother. I find myself hesitant to bring my feelings and desires forward to these people. I do not know why - all I can think is that it must have something to do with the kin and my basis for group interaction that I was raised with there. It has been long since I "belonged" to any group, if I ever did even then. I would truly love the opportunity to interact with others of a like mind and strive toward a common goal.
I did meet one individual on this journey though that brought back all of the old feelings and suspicions. Cole has a deep hatred for any of the kin and does not trust me. I do not understand why he does not see the Mother dwelling within me, but alas, he cannot. I will do my best to avoid upsetting him, but I feel that this is the path that the Mother has set me on, and I must follow it. If he persists in his hatred, I shall try and show him the error of his ways. However, I will not debase myself to try and win him over.
*He rests his back against the trunk and looks up to the leaves of the tree as they move with a light breeze, making the motes of sunlight dance across his vision. A sigh escapes his lips as he drifts into a day dream or deep thought. Picking up his quill, he continues.*
I have also met someone that intrigues me greatly. A woman that has no name, who also happens to be a Druidess. She is.....like a rose that is just about to open to greet the day. Full of promise and beauty. I myself feel like a bee that is instinctively drawn to her. I wish to spend more time getting to know this person. Perhaps she can help to show me more about the nature of the Mother. She seems to be very.....natural.....in all things - as if she were a creation that Katia had just decided to make today. She mentioned someone named Luna that I also must speak with. It will be some time before I see them I think. More time alone.
I have also found that I have become much more attuned with the Mother recently. I found myself one day travelling with Thane, and from one moment to the next I do not know what happened. Suddenly, I was running on all fours in the shape of a wolf. It was the most joyous feeling I have ever had - to be wild and free. Thane was also overjoyed by the transformation. We ran and hunted together for hours. But just as suddenly as this change overcame me, it was gone. I have since determined that I can take this form by force of will. I must concentrate on the bond that I have with Katia, and then project the image of the wolf onto myself in my mind. This gift I have been given by the Mother is by far the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. In the days to come, I will endeavor to see if there are any other forms that the Mother has granted me.
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« on: January 10, 2006, 07:50:00 AM »
There is a baseline for mutual respect that must be met. Swearing and using vulgar langage, innuendo, or other forms of verbal abuse takes that baseline and shreds it. As a former Navy man, I can cuss with the best of them. But I do not. It shows a lack of respect for those around me and brings the level of any conversation down to the gutter.
As for in character, there are polite ways to show that your character is upset and "cursing" an enemy. If you look back in history, you will see that there are quite a large number of things that we say in common language today that were considered to be "base" language. Also, bear in mind that this is a fantasy setting....come up with some inventive curses for your character. Oft times, it can be quite humorous as well - i.e. "You son of an illiterate kobold". However, bear in mind that someone might actually be the son of an illiterate kobold and could take great offense at this (in character that is)!
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« on: January 07, 2006, 08:33:00 PM »
Vyris had some great advice....and I have some more to add. Take it from a pro (6+ years in the Navy, a number of years as a bartender, and many gigs at local dives later)...
1. Don't drink rotgut - the impurities in the alcohol will add to your hangover. 2. Don't drink mixers that contain tons of sugar - the sugar content will add to the dehydration effect which is what really destroys you the next day. This is why people always say to drink water before going to sleep after a night out. If you can minimize the dehydration, you will end up feeling TONS better the next day. 3. A prime drink is whiskey/bourbon and water. It will get you worked, but will leave you feeling a lot better in the morning. If you drink the really good stuff, and get a taste for it, you can even become a connisseur. 4. If you are drinking beer for quantity, not quality, the cheap, closest to water garbage is the best - see note 2 above. 5. If you want to drink the best tasting beer, go for Guinness, hefeweizen, any of the Trappist ales, or try some true English bitters...however Guinness and the English bitters really don't travel all that well, so I'd advise a brewery expedition to England and Ireland for those. Every area in Northern England worth its name has its own local bitter. 5.5 When drinking the cheap beer, I heavily recommend "Red Beer", which is an ice cold beer mug, filled about 1/4 of the way with tomato juice, topped with beer and then a dash of salt. It is a wonderful concoction that helps with hangovers. 5.5.5 The above drink works VERY well as a hangover cure. Old salts call it "The hair of the dog that bit you". If you have a drink in the morning when you wake up, just ONE drink...don't get drunk again, it will help the hangover smooth itself out in the long run. 6. When buying alcohol for the house, stay away from the store brand (see note 1 above) but also don't waste your money on the top of the line junk as well. You will be fine with the upper middle price range for flavor, style and hangover help.
I have a few more that I'll post as I think of them.
The absolute BEST advice given so far however:
Never drink and drive!
Take a cab, have a designated driver, walk home...even if it takes you all bloody night, even sleep it off in a dark alley if you have to. Also, never get into a car with someone else that has been drinking - ever. No matter how convincing they are with all of the "No really - I'm fine...I only had a few drinks...give me your keys...I'll drive us home". That's just asking for you to be tossed out the passenger window as your car rolls 5 times on the local "S" curve.
If you ever do have an accident, and lets just say for arguments sake it was in Japan, and you happen to take out a guardrail and then a very small grove of sacred Japanese trees, don't ever think you'll get away with it if you walk away from the scene. Be a man, stand up and admit you were an idiot and take your punishment. It will go much easier on you that way.
Oh...and if you're drunk, and walking home as mentioned above so that you don't drink and drive EVER, don't make the mistake of assuming that the crowd of young men gathered around the local convenience store at 3 or 4 in the morning are going to be buddy buddy with you. It will NOT work out in your favor.
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« on: January 06, 2006, 03:43:00 PM »
I have also always had a "special place in my heart" for monks. My take on them is extremely "Eastern Philosophy" oriented. Ki comes from within. The monk is so in tune with himself - perfect mind, perfect body. The religious aspect comes from the ideals and ideas of Bhuddist monks and such. This can, with RP and back ground story, be translated into diety worship in the world of Layonara relatively easily in my mind.
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« on: January 04, 2006, 01:56:00 PM »
*Cowled and silent, Demader walks over to see this note. Upon reading the initial inscription and seeing the marks left by others, a low animal-like growl escapes from him*
*muttering aloud* This can not be tolerated, those that are laid to rest, should stay in the ground where they belong. If the Mother has use for them, she will see fit to take matters in hand.
*still muttering as he quietly walks away* This place - it is enough to make one insane - or reinforce ones current disbelief in ones own sanity.
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« on: January 04, 2006, 01:51:00 PM »
I would recommend that it be level driven as far as the various certification badges are concerned. I would also add that it might be a nice RP thing for followers of Dorand to have additional badges for crafting that give them some form of crafting bonus. These additional badges could be level rated, and quested for. I would imagine that any follower of Dorand would be proud to wear a special badge showing their love of his gift for crafting.
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« on: January 04, 2006, 07:25:00 AM »
Yesterday, I finally did meet with the prejudice that I had expected when I first found myself in this town. It is not unwelcome actually, as it provides some sense of normalcy to this otherwise fantastical place. An old human, named Weston, showed all the signs of mistrust and hostility that I had come to expect from humans. He was not violent in any way, and for that I am grateful. His feelings give me some sort of validation to know that my existence here is real, and not some fantasy brought on by an overabundance of forest mushrooms or a blow to the head.
However, this has brought me to think on the nature of categorization. If there were not truisms to the commonality of indivduals, races, and beasts, there would be no cause for categorization at all. However, the commonalities do exist, and in some cases to a very great extent. To say that all wolves are carnivorous is a statement of obvious fact. To bring this further to say that all elves naturally live longer than humans is also a statement of fact. The categorizations are general and specific at the same time. They specifically target one group and apply a general statement to that group that applies to every memeber of that group. To contradict a categorization, to say that all wolves are unfriendly to bipeds is false. I have met many wolves that are extremely friendly and thoughtful to those of us that do not walk on all four of our appendages. They only require respect and understanding to bring them closer to us. However, most humanoids would disagree with this statement, based on societal experience.
I think that it is the nature of intelligent life to categorize things. I believe this helps in recognition of reality and also assists in bringing normalcy to life on a daily basis. It provides for a pattern by which one can live one's life. I believe that this pattern can be shifted however to a more harmonious aspect by which all beings of nature can coexist. I shall try and work towards this end as the years go by.
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« on: January 03, 2006, 01:29:00 PM »
Odd....says that the page is restricted to certain classes of users, and I cannot view it. 
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« on: January 02, 2006, 04:53:00 PM »
It has been quite the interesting week. I have had many conversations with townsfolk and other travellers. It seems that they, the travellers that is, have all had the same dream of the dragon as I. This, coupled with the fact that things progress and take place without my participation, leads me to conclude that this is in fact no dream. Now as to the matter of it being a hallucination, or some form of afterlife, that remains to be seen. For the time being, however, I will go with the assumption that the gods have decided to meddle in the insignificant life of one Demader Gis'Seorsa. And for whatever purpose they have in mind, I will continue along the path that was set before me by my friend and mentor so many years ago.
I must write of an interesting individual that has shown great kindness and understanding. Elladan took considerable time to lead me into the High Forest and to show me Harmony Grove. For this, I will forever be in his debt. I had thought that I would never set foot in such a beautiful forest again in my life. This place is truly one that Katia has smiled upon. While there, I met the Guardian of the Forest, Legodia, and another priestess of Katia. They both explained to me, which was amazing news, that there is an order of those that worship nature and Katia in the world. And that I must in some way concede to this order. I had no idea - Cosaint never did describe these things to me. I must investigate these matters further, and if that is what is required of me in this new place - to be accepted and allowed to travel these wonderful lands - then that is what I shall do.
On another note, regarding individuals I've met, a female of the kin travelled with me quite a bit. Her name is Eamane, and she is a kind individual. I had never considered the fact that there might be another of my blood in the world that had shaken the bonds of our kind and survived in the surface world. It appears that there are more than just she. At first I was afraid that I was in dire straights - I feared that the hunters had caught me. Now, however, I believe I may have finally shaken them - thanks to the dragon's call and this amazing town.
I do not think I will ever get used to the oddities that I see here. It seems this place is the central gathering point for every odd individual that has ever walked the face of the world. I am ever surprised, every time that I turn a corner or open my eyes.
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« on: December 31, 2005, 06:21:00 PM »
I met some very interesting people today. The push that I am feeling to interact and participate in this dream is becoming insatiable. Two males - Connor and Elladan, and a female Brisbane, of the light races took the time to converse with me alongside the main road through the town. Elladan was a staunch man...a warrior type of some sort, and he had offered to come and assist me in defeating the abomination in the sewers, and we were just about to head out when a wonderful female appeared and began talking to us.
Brisbane appears to be some sort of follower of Katia as well...she speaks the language of nature and can change herself into different forms. She was quite an attractive woman and very interesting as well. I will have to try and see if I can get to know a bit more about her in the days to come.
Connor and Brisbane both had much to say about this not being a dream that I am in. Connor said that he could quite understand my feelings, and after a point believed that he could offer nothing more to dissuade me of the assumption that this is all but a dream. As a matter of fact, he, Brisbane and Elladan said many things that reinforced my belief that this is all unreal.
However, one interesting fact was brought up that I must give some serious thought to. It is a very real possibility that if I die within this dream, I might never awaken. Thus, I must act as if this dream were real in all ways to avoid this possibility. Also, I was informed that the gods are meddling in the lives of mortals. If this is the case, then everything that I have seen or heard could in fact be all too real. I will ponder these items in the days to come.
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« on: December 30, 2005, 01:57:00 PM »
Now, I am convinced beyond any shadow of doubt that all of this must be in my head somehow. I had taken courage and spoken to several of the townsfolk, and even ventured into a few of their buildings. It is odd how the feeling of being caged would be so prevalent and unshakeable in a dream, but it was there. I persevered, however, and managed to familiarize myself with a few of the locals. I even found an amazing crafting hall where people were busy at work making all sorts of interesting items, and a few buildings where one might purchase items of use.
I had spoken with a lady who told me something about taxes and such, and that some form of large rat had taken some paperwork that she needed. She requested that I venture into the sewers in search of this missing documentation and return in to her. In the spirit of letting go to the path of this dream, I aquiesed and made my way to the sewer entrance. Aasia argued that we should not venture below ground, as it was unnatural and frightening to her. I must admit, I felt quite a bit of trepidation myself. However, I reassured Aasia that I would be alright, and that she could stay outside if she wanted - it was only rats I was looking for, how hard could that be?
I mustered my will and made my way into the depths of the sewers. The stench was horrible - worse than any animals den that I had ever encountered. How could people make such a mess of things to produce so much waste and not dispose of it properly? These sewers are a testament to why nature must be protected from those that call themselves "intelligent" beings. Aasia followed me into the sewers, despite her uneasiness, and we began to survey the area.
We were immediately set on by rats larger than any I have ever seen before. They had teeth the size of small knives and were more aggresive than they should have been. It was a good thing that Aasia had followed me, or I would not likely have made it past the first room down there in my search for the missing documents. After many encounters with various groups of rats (the place must be a ripe breeding ground for these enormous beasts), I came upon a gateway to a lower level. I had yet to spy any form or fashion of paperwork on this upper level, so we proceeded through the gateway.
The lower level appeared to be worked by some better hand than the sewers above. The stench had completely changed in nature as well. The smell of the sewers eked down from above, but mostly, it smelled of something rotten and rotting on this level. As if an animal had receded into its den when wounded, and was festering there. I could taste the foulness on the air, and immediately began thinking twice about this undertaking. However, I had given my word, and so we went further into this level of the undercity.
We encounterd quite a number of vicious and aggressive rats and spiders as we wandered about, and managed to hold our own quite well. As we neared the center of this maze, the rotten smell grew so strong, it made feel quite nauseous. And there I saw what the lady must have been referring to. A giant abomination stood there...it was some hideously deformed atrocity that had no place in nature - some sort of combination between man and beast. It was surrounded by rats that were even larger than the aggressive ones that I had encountered earlier. Before I new what was happening, they had charged Aasia and I and were being swarmed. I quickly fell into darkness and knew that I had died. I was surrounded by complete blackness that not even the sight granted my by my heritage could penetrate.
And then suddenly, I was once again hale and whole, standing beside the strange stone inside the town. Nothing in nature could cause me to be reborn in this way, so therefore this must be a dream.
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« on: December 30, 2005, 12:16:00 PM »
orth - 12/30/2005 12:09 PM Sometime before the New Year (Pacific Time) that's 36 hours away, there will be an update. There will be a new hak and tlk to download. Though they shouldn't be more than 15mb. I'll get those uploaded as soon as they are finalized. At that time the server will be down for an hour or so depending on test results. I will be detailing some of the changes in this thread. So keep your eyes open. Tease
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« on: December 30, 2005, 08:20:00 AM »
*the writers penmanship has mellowed somewhat, but has not yet returned to the flowing script previously noted*
This all must be a dream. It MUST be...today I met a demon walking through town. And he was greeted and welcomed by the self professed "good" folk of this place. One of them even took him into a dining hall and bought him food and drink. I also met a female of the kin today. She laughed at me and walked away after making the typical comments degredating males of the kin and such. I am beginning to think that if this is a dream, then I may as well just go along with the flow of things to see what the outcome of the dream will be. It all feels so real though.
Following the pushing that I feel within me, I made several attempts to speak with the folk of this town. It was very difficult for me. I had not taken time to realize until now that it has been 30 years or more since I last spoke with another humanoid. Aasia, my companion hawk, urged me to follow my instincts. I had to muster every last ounce of will that I possess to approach these people and speak with them. I finally found some that took the time to converse with me, but they seemed rushed and flippant. Perhaps that is due to their short lifespan, that they feel they must rush headlong into everything and not give each item in life the time that it deserves. I will have to investigate this matter more thouroughly in time. The couple also mentioned having spoken with a dragon and told they were here to fight the Blood. It flows directly into the main theme of this dream, and thus gives further proof to me that I must awaken soon. How could it possibly be that a dragon was summoning people from across the realms to do his bidding?
I also had a conversation with the demon. He tried, for some odd reason, to trivialize the time that I have spent alone wandering the world - making comparisons to life spans of elves and humans and saying that time passes differently for the different races of the world. I had never really given this much thought in the past - always running from the hunters seems to make time go by without noticing it. However, does time truly pass differently for one race compared to another? Is a year that I spend walking the forests any different than that same year spent by a human rushing about life in the city? This I must investigate further as well.
I must take time to note the vividness of this dream. I have never before had a dream with such clarity, such detail, nor with so much interaction on my part. This time, however, the dream world is just as real as my waking world - but OH so strange.
All that I see or seem, is but a dream - within a dream.
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« on: December 29, 2005, 02:48:00 PM »
*previously, the writings in this journal have been in a neat, compact, flowing script. The following entry was obviously written with a very shakey hand and in a hurry. The words run together at times and the penmanship shows something of what the author must be feeling*
Have they found me? I cannot believe what I saw this day. There was a female of the kin standing in the middle of this town speaking with the light dwelling elf I saw earlier. I am fighting the urge to run far and fast from these hovels to the shelter of the forest. Something inside me tells me that I cannot. Yet I cannot help but feel as if there must be something terribly wrong with this town. Either the female is an outcast, as I, or this town is in the grip of some indescribable evil. Perhaps that is why I have been guided here. Am I to help cleanse this town of the evil infesting it? Why would that be though? The evil in the world has its place as much as the good - all must be in balance and live in harmony.
So, if not that, then why is she here? Is she one of the hunters? Finally have they tracked me down? If so, how can they have done this. Twice have I travelled by means of some sort of magic leaving absolutely no trace to track me by. Do they have some means of magically tracking me across the world? Perhaps I carry something that allows them to find me at will. The only thing that I have left on my person from my former life in the Underdark is a brooch my mother had given me at some point during our travels. She said it was a symbol of her family and that I should remember that I have a proud, if misguided, heritage. Should I destroy this brooch? I cannot bear the thought of losing the very last item that I have to remind me of my mother, aside from my memories.
Maybe it is this new sense of power from Katia that I am feeling that they can track. Am I now a beacon to them? Is there anyway I can hide this power from their view? I must find out who that drow female is if I am to stay in this town for any length of time. If it is truly the kin that are hunting me, then I must either confront them or once again begin the running.
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« on: December 29, 2005, 09:30:00 AM »
I have always felt the power that is Kaita dwelling within me. Since those first days that my Master began to show me what nature was truly about, Kaita has been with me. When my Master started me on the path that I now travel, he told me that Kaita would always be my guide in all things - to seek her out was to embrace nature in every way. This feeling of her power had become so familiar that at times I did not even notice it.
This morning however, something changed with the feeling. It has increased 100 fold - I feel emboldened and empowered. My friend Aasia, the hawk that has decided to accompany me, says that it is a sign - she can see the power of Kaita bubbling up within me now...stronger than before. Is this in some way connected to the dream of the dragon, I wonder? Does Kaita have a special purpose in mind for me?
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« on: December 29, 2005, 09:22:00 AM »
I spied a light dwelling elf this morning walking through town. At first, I feared her, but found an odd attraction to her. I followed her as she went in various buildings in the town. At one point, she even stopped to speak to me. My voice caught in my throat. I have not spoken with another humanoid in many years now. How can it be that a surface dwelling elf would wish to speak with me? She even laughed at me.
What is this that I am feeling now? It cannot be the desire for contact from other humanoids - I have been so long without this that I think that I much prefer the company of solitude and nature. Is there something, some power, pushing me towards interaction?
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