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Wild Surge Inn / Another Poster

« on: July 13, 2005, 04:06:00 pm »

DROW! GET OUT!

Don't tear this one down, aye?

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Wild Surge Inn / ATTENTION ALL DROW!

« on: July 12, 2005, 10:21:00 pm »

*big poster notice*   GET OUT   ~~Anonymous Dwarf

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Wild Surge Inn / A Tournament of Champions, anyone?

« on: July 11, 2005, 12:28:00 am »

Harken, all you cardplaying hobbyists? Thinking of proving your mettle against the best of the best Mistone has to offer? Sign up on the sheet below this text, and we'll see how great your Creatures-playing skills really are.  A warning; Aleister is also invited to enter the tournament.  Entry fees are dependent upon amount of interest... Many people means a low ante.  The tournament will commence on Wednesday, July 13 at 1:00 am GMT  ~That Pirate-Hunting Lass

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NWN Ideas, Suggestions, Requests / Residential Districts

« on: July 10, 2005, 06:29:00 pm »

Let's face it. Hlint is getting pretty big. In fact, you can't keep a house there anymore for more than an hour or two before someone else has bought it.

So, I think it's time the cities of Mistone are 'expanded'... The mayors and what not would certainly see this is essential for the maintenance of the town's economy and what not.

So, why don't you wonderful and wise game developers start plotting residential districts to be built? I know a good lot of people would love to see another bajillion houses added.

So, the idea is, add an idea branching off of Hlint somewhere to the south, probably, since that's where it will fit, and do it solely for houses.

Port Hampshire could do the same, there's room all over the place to say 'okay, the City's expanding to... here'. It would take two hours to get this done and it would make a ton of people happy.

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Development Journals and Discussion / A neatly kept ship's log

« on: February 27, 2005, 03:53:00 pm »

How fickle the world can be sometimes, I guess. Fickle indeed.

How'd I end up land-locked with all the wobbly-kneed land-lovers here in Hlint... That's a question I'd like to ask myself sometime. I was at the peak of my life, it'd seem, and now I'm here, stranded in a sense beyond possible comprehension.

The sea battle was intense. Our fame must have overshot us after we took out that small fleet earlier, because there were easily a dozen pirate ships on the horizon when 'The Blue Lady' and the 'Grand Glancer' last left Port Hampshire.

It is difficult to recall, but their numbers increased all throughout the battle, as if the pirates were organized, and, well, a galleon and a sloop just aren't what it takes to take on so many ships by themselves.

I cannot begin to recall how many pirates I ran through, all I know is, both my beloved ships sank and now rest at the bottom of the sea, not so far out of the harbor of Port Hampshire.

Drift wood... It must have been driftwood that took me to shore, and then that halfling caravan swept me to Hlint, I guess, without me ever being awake fully. I haven't seen a single member of my crew yet; for all I know, they're all dead, sleeping down below in Davy Jones' locker.

And I'm trapped in this tiny backwater town of Hlint. I guess it's no use complaining, might as well get on with life, but I'll never forget the adventures I had on the high seas.