(IR) 1st ooc-thread of the 5th IR (open)

[Edena_of_Neith]

TO ANABSTERCORIAN

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(think of a kind of dark Ozma, grown to young womanhood and with adultish themes)

Eclavdra reaches down and takes Natak in her arms, gently lifting her to her feet. She then embraces Natak gently, wrapping her arms around her, and looks into her face with a warm smile, speaking very quietly:

'So shall it be, Lady Natak.
Where is there prosperity? ... where there is not law?
Respect for the law is one and the same with respect for the ruler.
We will honor your laws, as we honor you.'

Eclavdra smiles softly, releases Natak, and curtsies as if she were a girl still.

'Please give my respects and honor to Rary, Robilar, and above all to Eli. Lolth bless.'

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TO JAMES, THOMAS, AND XAEL

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(again, think of Eclavdra as a sort of dark Ozma, grown to womanhood and with adultish themes.)

Eclavdra sends a message to the Mare Mysticum, to Celene, to the Lendores, and to Highfolk. The message, since it cannot be delivered personally, is sent via intermediaries in the from of a magical item, which when activated projects an image of Eclavdra and her giving the following message:

Eclavdra speaks very softly, gently, and earnestly:

'We are the elves of the present.
The elves of the past fought, and a harsh fate was decreed for them.
Now is the darkest hour for all the elves. The devils have bequeathed the gift of doom.
Lolth asked that we survive. Lolth would see all the elves survive. I would see all the elves survive.'

Eclavdra shakes her head, a bit sadly, and continues softly:

'Nothing is free in life, as you well know.
Nothing comes without price. How well do we know this ...
We offer a joining. Come and join us. When the doom of the devils falls, and terror and fire sweep all the lands, come and join us.
Together, we can overcome the fire and terror.
Together, we can thwart the doom.
And Lolth's desire, that the elves survive, will be realized.
Together, we will thwart the will of all who would bring harm and death to the elven people.'


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[Nac Mac Feegle]

TO ELUVAN

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An emissary from the Alliance of Southern Ulek arrives at the court of the League of Athyr. "My noble lord," says the emissary, "it seems that there need be no conflict between us, and I come on behalf of my rulers asking a pact of mutual aid be formed, seeing as we are both threatened by the tyranny of the Wolf God. What shall be my message back to my masters?"
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TO KNIGHT OTU

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A robed figure in black comes to the gates of Ashardalon's dwelling, seeking entry.[/sblock]

 

[Anabstercorian]

To Airwhale/Zelda:

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From the Mayor of Greyhawk to the Trading Fleets of the Triple Alliance:
Welcome to our city! We hope that you feel welcome here, in this, the heart of trade in the Flanaess. It is our dream that we can forge a strong, exclusive relationship with you, to the betterment of us both.
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To Eluvan: (This one is REALLY secret, so please don't look!
[sblock]Lord Robilar quietly murmurs to you, ear to ear, "I think we can agree that the rise of the Wolf God is a matter to be concerned about. In the event that you march against him, you will have the support of the Triumvirate Rebellious."
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[Bugbear]

To Eluvan:[sblock]Darkness spreads accross the Flanaess, and the forces of evil grow stronger with each passing day. In the east, Aeardy has risen from the ashes united by a mysterious emperor. To the north, Iuz has grown fat on the bones of the Sheild Lands and Tenh. To the south once glorious Greyhawk, the jewel of the flaneness, has fallen to the machinations of Rary and his kin. And there are roumers that the Drow are moving up.
It is said that you are the chosen of Heironeous, and if that is true you allready know what it is that I am going to tell you. Stand fast against the growing chaos which afflicts our land. Show no fear, and give no quarter. Evil has allways failed where the rightious have stood against it.[/sblock]

To Thomas Hobbes:
[sblock]To the Theoracy of the Pale: Though our two lands often found difference, we have allways agreed on one matter. that the chaos which infects our neighbors must not be allowed to spread. Our two nations are the last bastions of order in the northeastern Flanaess. We must work together to prevent the pawns of the Tanar'ri from spreading across our world like the plauge that they are.

To Celene and the Elven Nations: Twenty years ago, The Flanaess was consumed in fire, and the elven nations stood back and watched it burn. I beseach you to reconsider this course, for should the flames of war be rekindled, all peoples will be put to the test, not just the nations of man. Stand with us and honor the anceint compacts. [/sblock]

To Xael:
[sblock]Master Mordikeinen, as per the agreement between you and my predicessor, here is my annual report on the state of my neighbors. as you can see The Triumvirate Rebellious has grown in power over the last year, and has been summoning large numbers of Tannar'ri Trollops. In Aeardy my sources are having great difficulty uncovering the true power behind the reunification. My spies have uncovered a cult of some sort, but all attempts to infultrate it have met with failure. Iuz I fear is growing restless, hungry for new lands to dispoil. His armies have grown, though still mostly rabid mobs fueled by terror of their mad god. Iuz has also bolstered his forces with demonspawn.
I am hoping that you find your new home amongs the highfolk to your liking.
As allways, with greatest respect, Seth Rhynnon[/sblock]

 

[Bugbear]

To William:
[Sblock]Lord Al'Ackbar, Restorer of Righteousness, Lord of the Bakluni in your arrival amongst your people I find great hope. Your wisdom and mercy are without measure as is your battle against chaos and evil. As you no doubt know there is dark creature to your east, a cambon prince who thinks itself a god. The creature Iuz will look to your lands and see the love you shower upon your people and joy in there hearts, and knowing nothing of joy or love himself will seek to distroy your nation as he as done to so many others. I pray that you will have the strength to prevent this. I know that you are powerful, but your nation is young and Iuz is treacherous. Iuz will offer you a rose with one hand while holding a dagger in the other. It is said by some that you are a god who walks among men, and that makes you doublly a target. For Iuz will not tollerate annother god in the Flanaess, especially one who teaches love rather than hate, creation rather than distruction. [/sblock]

 

[Anabstercorian]

A Modest Proposal

Under the current rules, it kind of sucks to be an epic wizard, because you lose a lot of capacity for advanced spell casting? No epic spells? Fine, let's try Improved Spell Capac- What, that's gone too?

Can we call the 10th, 11th, and 12th level spells 1st, 2nd, and 3rd level High Magic, and return Improved Spell Capacity as an option for epic wizards? Barring that, are there any other suggestions you could offer for an aspiring epic wizard?

 

[Guilt Puppy]

I have no color of my own.
If you look, I have the exact same color as Knight Otu.

I request a light color of some sort. Since my territories are small, they will not be noticeable unless they are light colored.

No, it wasn't the exact same color. But in any case, I played with the color scheme a bit more to try to create more contrast between them -- there were also problems distinguishing between my own territory and the Vampire Conclave. Hopefully things are a bit better now... Everything seems pretty distinguishable now on my end, but then everyone's eyes (and monitor settings) are a little different, so YMMV.

 

[Melkor Lord Of ALL!]

Edena, now you can respond to my earlier Diplomacy post.

Paxus Asclepius, a messanger from Gallador appears to be a giant, well-muscled and a bit feral Vampire, covered in scars and tatoos, half-naked behind a crimson robe. He is very frustrated by your time-consuming procedures.

 

[Eluvan]

To Nac Mac Feegle:
[sblock]The diplomat from Ulek is met personally and warmly by Prince Santhus, heir to the throne of Keoland and one of the councillors of the League of Athyr. He is a large, fearsome man but is remarkably soft spoken and polite as he welcomes his guest. He listens patiently before making his reply. "Indeed, there is no call for violence between our peoples. Much better that we should present a united front to the forces of disorder that threaten to consume our lands. Your proposal has much merit, and you can tell your master that he has the League's full support in any dealings with the Wolf God.[/sblock]

To Anabstercorian:
[sblock]The Athyrian diplomat, perfectly composed, takes in this offer for a few seconds, her eyes closed and obviously deep in thought. She then gives a nod and whispers back. "The Wolf God is a great threat. Your offer of aid is appreciated. I should make it clear, however, that we will oppose any expansionist manoeuvres by your forces into the Wolf God's Eastern domain. You are not under immediate threat from those lands, and an attack will be construed as Empire building. Such movements would understandably upset the League, for we stand in the way of your further westward expansion."
She smiles pleasantly. "Of course, I am certain that such qualifications are unnecessary. I do not mean to drag such unpleasant business into scrutiny, but such things must always be considered." [/sblock]

To Bugbear:
[sblock]"I thank you for your kind words of encouragement," speaks the diplomat, a young knight in beautiful ceremonial armour, "for in these dark times more than ever the forces of sanity and order must stand together against those who would oppose them. I would caution you, however, to beware not only the obvious foe but those more insidious as well. The powers now holding the City of Greyhawk and the lands to your West are not to be trusted. They have proven themselves traitorous once, and may again. Make no offensive movements yet, we would urge, but be wary for I believe we both have much to fear from these lands. Rely on no offer of aid they make you."[/sblock]

To Thomas Hobbes:
[sblock]A young and charismatic human knight, resplendent in beautiful ceremonial armour, arrives at the Elven court in Celene seeking an audience in the politest and most gracious possible terms, citing that he wishes to speak on behalf of his Lord Arden Leonson, High Councillor of the League of Athyr.[/sblock]

Hmmm, I've just realised how weak my leader is compared to everybody else. I know how to fix that - templates! Could I get the paragon and half-celestial templates added on please? That would put Arden on a similar level to the leaders of the other major powers.

 

[Knight Otu]

Guilt Puppy: Could you give me a bit on advice on how to zoom in on the portion of the map I want to zoom in to?

[sblock]A robed figure in black comes to the gates of Ashardalon's dwelling, seeking entry.[/sblock]

[sblock]A servant opens, whispering "Even though you may have heard about our master, I am afraid you have to speak with one of his servants. Our master does not take well to visitors at the moment. I will relay your message to him."[/sblock]