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Grymia
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 Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 4:53 AM |
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Player
Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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An official posting is sent to all Surface cities of the island, reading as follows:
By Unanimous vote of the Council of Mystra's Monolith:
Due to the Weave abuse; known malign intent toward both the Monolith and it's residents, and the whole of the Amian and surrounding isles, let it be known a state of war exists between the Monolith of Mystra and the former Red Wizard cabal now self-styled as the Crimson Arcanists , and their allies.
This Proclamation of the Council affirms the state of hostility declared by the Captain of the Weave Knights, as ordered prior to the Council's inception.
Headmaster Ulrik Valis
Captain Vaelmith Starshower
Provost Ruqayya Taliba
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Delarwyn
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Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 18:18 PM |
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Player
Joined: 09 Dec 2007
Location: Aligators land...
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*Delarwyn reads the notes and blinks twice, frowning and sighing.* No more so neutral with the dealings with others that they will set back and let things happen under their noses. I think it is an improvement.
*She walks away from the note, without no audible comment on it.*
_________________ 
Signature by Qualiz
Del's Characters Entry - Amiawiki.
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Iteries
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Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 22:53 PM |
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Player
Joined: 11 Feb 2008
Location: Are you ready to be a true Role Player?
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Midnight always checking the notices when she visits the Monolith, reads the declaration of war with the Crimson Arcanist with a soft smile
~So it begins and unfold in a new way but the pathway is still on the same ending.~ she thinks to herself ~Perhaps it is time for myself as well~ as she moves to head up the magical elevator to the labs.
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~~~~~Active Character's ~~~~~
Edonil Carter ~War Knight~
"Builders are the Stage Mangers. Game Master's are the Directors to guide the story along. Characters are the Actors. All together they make Role Playing Story's come alive."
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Bobo_Underhill
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Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 23:02 PM |
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Player
Joined: 21 Jul 2007
Location: The Drone Star State
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Lyle reads one with his morning tea, a slight grin on his face.
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Andrew Fryar: Cordor's Folk Hero
Bobrin: Eccentric Avenging Executioner
Lyle Torrowfire: Retired badass
Marigold Cobcruncher: Perceptive Priestess
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P Three
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Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 23:31 PM |
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Joined: 18 Dec 2008
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A blonde sorceress, seen talking comfortably with Vaelmith, reads the note with a soft smirk...
"Too bad I'm just a stupid slut who lies all the time...Isn't it, Kratose?"
She can be heard laughing after she mutters, walking away.
_________________ Bobo_Underhill wrote: Ley lines, y'all. Just let me go wrangle up my cowboy boots and lasso us up some magic.
Yee-haw! Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of EilistraeeDanika Nefzen: Druid of the EarthmotherDelia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm
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Nivo
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Posted: Tue, Feb 02 2010, 23:37 PM |
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Player
Joined: 09 Jan 2009
Location: East of Elsewhere, West of Sometime
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Meanwhile, at the Monolith, a certain mustached Headmaster takes quill and puts to parchment several letters late into the night. . .
In a meticulous fashion one, after the other, is written, then sealed in blue wax, the imprint of Mystra's symbol upon each.
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Playing:
Marcus Valis
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Selvec Darkon
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Posted: Wed, Feb 03 2010, 2:10 AM |
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Player
Joined: 12 Oct 2005
Location: On a Disk, carried by four elephants, which stand on a gigantic turtle.
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*A message is sent immediatly to the monolith with seals of the War Knights on it.*
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I keels u with my axe!
"Do ye know where the Holy-Flamin' Frost-brand Gronk-slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' woundin' an' returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-out-yer-bum is?"
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Dark Immolation
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Posted: Wed, Feb 03 2010, 3:36 AM |
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Joined: 20 Apr 2008
Location: The downeaster "Alexa"
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*Beldor strolls by a notice and takes a double take. After leaning in to read it over again a moment, he reels and holds holds his stomach in bellowing laughter. He removes his helm momentarily to whipe his eyes free of a few streaming tears before reequiping it and striding off with intermitant fits of chuckles.*
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Mah-red
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Posted: Wed, Feb 03 2010, 6:24 AM |
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Joined: 29 Mar 2009
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Alana reads a notice, and swiftly leaves with a purpose
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If a man who cannot count finds a four-leaf clover, is he lucky?
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