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« on: October 13, 2021, 11:24:57 pm »
Alpoah returns with another load of glass. She leaves: 22 glass ingots x 97 = 2134 Previous balance 28765 ________________________________ New balance 30899
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« on: September 27, 2021, 03:41:11 pm »
That would require a database edit, to my knowledge. While I cannot help you with that, I took the liberty and placed a sign right next to the door. I know it is only temporary and I will have to redo it after a server reset, but it is something I can provide for the time being.
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« on: September 12, 2021, 05:27:08 pm »
*on hearing that the Angels sent out word they needed supplies, Nyx does what he can. *drops off 87 bars of glass for credit, leaves a note to please return the adventure boxes and to leave them in the special order chest.
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« on: September 01, 2021, 10:54:21 pm »
// On the bulletin board in Saddlebag is a large parchment // Hail Friends! If you seek craftable resources or specific gear that are not currently in the shop then please post that here. Posting here may inspire others to acquire these goods for you! Perhaps even with a message sent to you! ~Riven Ring-Cleaver // As usual, all purchases should be posted in the SADDLEBAG PAWN SET PRICES forum, not here. //
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« on: August 27, 2021, 02:08:35 am »
Hello, Bron, Gumbo, and Van may be teaming up to buy a home, since the dwarven Crimson Company caves has not been able to be created and there's no telling when it will be (actually, Hellblazer created it in the new Fort Wayfare, but he's been waiting on Orth to put that into place, and there's no telling when that will be). So, a few questions: 1. There's a tower just west of Fort Wayfare in the Dark Peak of the Watchers. The door is locked, no address or owner. Can we purchase that and turn that into the temporary or permanent Crimson Company guild? OR 2. Is there a process for potentially purchasing a home from a player who has not had a presence on the server in a long time and turn that into the temporary or permanent Crimson Company home? I don't know if these players still play or not, but 176 Wayfare is owned by Kenzie (with Cherry). 189 Wayfare (the cave/home) Crimson Shield - Tod Fellow (and I see Lana Poetr and Charlie Poetr have items in it). And the abandoned fort/tower near Fort Vehl - the Coalition. Is that still functioning? (Tyrra Dragonheart and others). Potentially there are homes in Hempstead that have been sitting abandoned by players who no longer are on the server. Could we acquire one of those? Thanks for considering!
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« on: August 26, 2021, 12:23:51 am »
Ysheera tacks a gaudy gold-inked note to the coin chest at Cailomels: "Seeking a Greater Archer's Belt. In no great hurry, but eager to wrap it tightly around my supple waist. Can trade hot oil massages, red wine baths, sultry late night crooning, bawdy party songs, unspeakable ecstatic (// some word has been crossed out by a different hand and black ink //), and general revelry and celebration. Or coin, for those who are too boring to take me up on my offer. ~Ysheera, (response letters can be sent to the Tower Academy in Port Hempstead, but they may not be read unless a bottle of Xeenite Red accompanies the letter)"
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« on: August 15, 2021, 11:31:11 pm »
Ysheera picks up 7 branches of oak, humming a tune, "one day....so so far away....I'll learn the key....to mahogany..."7 branches of oak = 350 35 coin paid Previous Credit: 17969 New Credit: 17,619
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« on: August 13, 2021, 09:25:05 pm »
Kess Bag of Cougar X 2, 1,800 Belt of Cunning, 2,700 Amulet of STR, +1, 2,100 Ring of WIS +1, 1,750 Ring of STR +1, 1,750
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« on: August 05, 2021, 02:58:36 am »
* Tipsy receives a note The scroll has been made and placed in the special order chest at the door to the Angels guild shop Thank you for your business Signed Sibbicai
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« on: July 18, 2021, 02:55:14 am »
29611 *nyx makes a credit purchase hamaji's fan@2500 10 ingots of platinum@200=2000 3 branches of mahogany@200=600 Drops off 7ea heal target@1000=7000 2ea bulls potions@250=500 1aid potion @150 new credit 32161 Drops 510 coin in the kitty
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« on: June 05, 2021, 10:22:06 pm »
Left4 Copper Ingot @ 20 (80) 3 Tin Ingot @ 20 (40) 24 Greenstone Dust @ 7 (168) 2 Fire Agate Dust @ 4 ( 8 ) 1 Aventurine Dust @ 4 (4) 1 Amethyst Dust @ 33 (33) 6 Cut Fire Agate @ 12 (72) 3 Cut Aventurine @ 12 (24) 2 Cut Amethyst @ 100 (200) Total = 629 + 31 = 660 Credit = 660
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« on: May 31, 2021, 03:06:21 pm »
//All the gathered good up until now have been shipped over to Vale. Thread updated accordingly 
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« on: May 24, 2021, 03:15:04 pm »
*Markyl drops off another 13 planks of oak*
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« on: May 11, 2021, 04:41:15 am »
*Markyl drops off 10 planks of oak to the Cailomel's donation chests* *Görmungard places 3 iron nails (spikes) boxes into the chests*
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« on: May 08, 2021, 03:31:50 am »
*Feh comes back in the shop the next day and drops off 129 iron ingots*
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« on: May 05, 2021, 05:07:11 pm »
Between bouts of partying, drinking, and general goofiness, Ysheera worked the bowyer craft, and hunted and quested with allies, and on occasion continued to meet up with Sehky, her teacher. Of note, at her last training session while coaching her in battle with massive earth elementals he cautioned her to not force the power. "It could burn you out," he had said. "Allow, don't force." Suitably warned, she continued to do her best to allow the flow of the Al’noth. It felt like an awkward dance with an invisible unpredictable (if not head-over-heels drunken) partner, while balancing on a narrow bobbing log over a rushing river. But after many small successes and failures she began to be aware that progress was happening. Just that was enough to buoy her spirits. Her last hunt was into the scale-beast swamps near Dapplegreen (so satisfying to slay those cold blooded predators!). Deeper, she and her allies entered the troll-infested platinum mine. She found humor and grace in her arrow play, even with the enclosed tunnels narrowing her mobility. So much so, that she was able to compose little ditties about her three companions. Not legendary songs, or even very good, but playful tunes while busy slaying or keeping an eye out for ambushes: For NyxK’nix the K’changer, ever facing danger!
As dragon, bear, or minotaur Axe-Ranger!
Nature-strong, inspiring this song!
Call on this Shapechanger to right any wrong!A Nice Ditty (named by Nyx)There once was a Hairful Hank,
Devoted he, to Toran!
And in reward his God did see
To bless his hair far more than,
Other folk, long and shiny,
Bright golden in the sun!
To Hank the Priest of Toran!For TipsyA Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
A Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
Arrows sail from the Mage-in-Mail,
A Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
A Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
A Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
All Hail the Mage-in-Mail!
A Traipsin’ Tipseroo!
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« on: May 05, 2021, 02:19:15 am »
Ysheera purchases several items: 2 Lion Bags x 4578 = 9156 Scroll Case 900 Stone of stoneskin 300 the last Potion of Lessor Restoration 200 Total = 10,556 20% multi item discount = 2,112 Total = 8445 Dropped off 22 eggs x 140 = 3080 Dropped off 22 cow milk x 100 = 2000 20 silk x 100 = 2000 Previous Credit = 0; New Credit 7080 8445 minus credit of 7080 = 1,365 owed. Paid 1,365 in coin That should settle this account back to Zero. Thank you! ~Ysheera Evyndar
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« on: April 30, 2021, 12:25:29 pm »
It started with a more full empowered feeling in her belly, and a subtle tingle throughout her whole body. Ysheera had been practicing dropping into a still place inside, even during the high adrenaline stress of a hunt. It was hard to stay calm while arrows were being launched at her, or while goblins, gnolls, or ogres were charging. The long contemplative practise sessions she did between hunts were helping; her mind was quieter, she felt more alert, and part of her awareness stayed focused inside her body, feeling the sensations and the energy growing and flowing within her. However, more often than not she’d lose focus, panic, or forget to channel the empowering bardic song. In those moments she’d lose touch with the calm belly, the hum and tingle of the Al’noth, and sometimes botch her spells or get tangled up in the fear or clouds she cast. Ysheera was hard on herself each time an ally dropped. She could have done better, she knew - more alert to her allies to try and heal them, more alert to the enemies to lure them into Grease spells or Clouds of Bewilderment, better at keeping the empowering bardic song going to strengthen her and her allies. And after each botched raid she’d curse and go off alone in the forest, trying to not beat herself up about her errors, and working to regain the calm quiet mind she reached for. She knew that she needed to be more focused, more clear-headed, and more alert to not let herself and her allies down. Once she had burnt out her frustration, sometimes through rage, sometimes through grief, sometimes through a binge of wine and food and sleep, then she’d settle and find her way back to trying again. She’d refresh herself in the cool streams and lakes, and then practise quieting the mind, listening for the Al’noth’s melody, humming in sync with it, and firing arrows from that relaxed calm place. And allowing….allowing the Al’noth. And eventually she’d start to feel that full empowered belly feeling and the tingle….growing, and growing until she was sure she’d find the flow all through her arms, hands, and into the bow and arrows. But that infusion still eluded her. Ysheera bumped into Tipseroo and Sir Hank in Hlint, and they decided to venture into the red light caverns. They aimed to go the distance and take out the chief. They knew they’d need to be careful. This hunt went well. She stayed relaxed, she managed her spells well to control the hordes - slowing the charges with Grease, luring enemies into Clouds of Bewilderment, and occasionally casting Fear when she was in the lead and able to get the jump on a larger group. They made it all the way to outside of the chieftain’s chambers and refocused, set their plans, and were successful! In the victorious aftermath, she realized that she’d stayed calm the whole time, and she had almost felt the Al’noth in her arrows. Almost...but not quite. This buoyed her hope and she knew the goal was in sight. As they rested before leaving the caves, keeping an ear out for stragglers creeping in to ambush them, Tipsy had a revelation. He had done it. He was infusing his arrows with the Al’noth. It came to him all of a sudden, right there, as he rested. And now he was certain. He was an Arcane Archer now. Ysheera’s first reaction was rage. Why him, and not her? “I’ve wanted this for decades! I’ve practised for decades!” She wanted to congratulate him, but was tightening up inside, holding tears back - tears of frustration, rage, and self-loathing. Yes, she practised, but she also played and partied far more often than practising. Her consternation passed….slowly, and she could half-heartedly congratulate him. Ysh asked, “What was the turning point? How’d you find this?”Tipsy frustrated her by simply saying, “Practise, practise, practise”“Blast him,” she thought, “and blast this Arcane Archer path!”Tipsy reassured her that he felt she was close. And Hank also said he could sense it. “Not that a Priest of Toran would know anything about my work,” she thought. But their confidence in her and their goodwill calmed her and felt supportive. Her confidence was also bolstered just by knowing that Tipsy had succeeded. “Blast him!” “If Tipsy can do it, then I can do it!” she muttered. The trio headed out of the caverns, fighting more goblins as they went. After the second skirmish she realized that something was unfolding within her chest and shoulders - a wave of energy that would rush to her fingertips with each arrow. The wood remained dull and lifeless, but she could feel the wings of the Al’noth unfold from her diaphragm, rush through her shoulderblades, chest, shoulders, and into her arms and hands...and almost into the arrows. Excited, she headed to a peaceful campsite after they made their way out of the caverns. Ysh meditated, breathing into the sensations and allowing them to grow….and grow they did. Before long she stood and unleashed arrow after arrow at a dead elm. In wonder, she felt the Al’noth in each piercing arrow….and in her bow. The shift had happened. She had found the flow. She could have wept with relief and joy but laughter was ringing from her mouth, and she just collapsed on the grass laughing for quite some time. Eventually she stood, closed her eyes, and found that she was feeling deep gratitude. Gratitude to her teacher Sehky - his patient words and confidence in her; gratitude even to Tireen, her cantankerous mother… ”well, i guess I was the cantankerous one more than her”; and gratitude to herself for sticking with it and not giving up. "I'm an Arcane Archer now," she mused. "Well, I guess I'm an Apprentice Arcane Archer. Sehky still has much to teach me!" She felt proud, even knowing that she had only scratched the surface of that path. "I can do this," she thought. "It will all unfold now, deeper and deeper, until I, too, am a Master of this path."
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« on: April 20, 2021, 02:09:08 am »
So...the final leg of this tale, at least for tonight! Something surprising, perhaps even miraculous, happened last night. And my heart and spirit are buoyed with even more hope now. In Center a mysterious elven man was walking down the road, and when he saw me, he turned invisible. Intrigued, and not to be put off so swiftly, I ran up and turned invisible near where he had, just to make fun of him and his antics. And I spoke to him, or in his general direction, pretending to see him. He appeared then, and we spoke more. Eileanora was there too. It turns out he’s an Arcane Archer! So rare! And a Master of it, too! To prove it, he cast dozens of arrows at my feet and at Eilea’s feet! All in the blink of an eye! He said he’d teach me the secrets of the Arcane Archer, when I had crafted my “dream” bow. Ouch. I don’t even know how to wield a lumberjack’s axe! Chopping wood, shaping it, sanding it….not a craft that is easy for me to learn. Still, it gave me hope. Because even though I have learned some of the rudimentary principles of the Arcane Archer from my mother, I have not been able to put those teachings into successful practise. So….to have a guide would be excellent. So i struggled to learn the bowyer craft, twisting Tipsy’s arm to chop wood for me, and slaving in the sawdusty craft hall, and even forcing myself into the kitchen to learn to make sandpaper. Whew! And I was successful….well…..I made a hickory longbow. I even carved the word “dream” into it! My Dream Bow! *she laughs* Nothing to be too proud of, I know. But I carried on, knowing that my true “dream” bow would need to be far more fine than hickory. But last night something even more miraculous happened. Yesterday I was exploring Hempstead and found the Tower Academy. I inquired there as to its purpose, and left a letter for the mages. Then, by chance or fate or purpose, that very evening I met an elven man by the fire at Center. And lo, it turns out he is the Arcane Archer instructor of the Tower Academy! How is it, that I’ve met two masterful Arcane Archers by chance? Both in the space of a week? I won’t name him at this time, but we hunted together, talked for hours and hours, toured the Tower Academy (what a grand place!) and in the end, he agreed to teach me. I’m his apprentice! Honestly, I don’t believe it still, as I thought no one would want me as a pupil. Stop snickering you, it’s not funny! But really, I’m cantankerous and like my freedom. I’m a jokester, many are easily offended by me, when I mean no offense, well, usually. And many think I’m disrespectful, when I mean no disrespect. I just speak my mind, and make jokes, and I like to lighten up the conversation. At inopportune times, sometimes, but still, it’s harmless play that seems to rub many the wrong way. But miraculously this Masterful mage did not reject me, and agreed for me to be his pupil. We’ll see how odious or delightful it is, but so far, I’m optimistic! There! That’s what I had to share! To friend and acquaintance alike - and why I was pleased to gather you here with some xeenite wine and ale, and a roast boar! A celebration of my apprenticeship and admittance to the Tower Academy! Let’s hope I don't blow it, right? *laughs* What’s that? Why am I not naming him? Well….because he has many enemies, he said. Many powerful enemies. And I don’t want to be targeted by them. I’ve probably said too much already, haven’t I? Anyone with half a mind could discover who my mentor is now, couldn’t they? Blast! I did say too much. Well, I’ll have to live with it….or die with it. But I’ve said all I will, for now!
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