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<blockquote data-quote="Edena_of_Neith" data-source="post: 1304769" data-attributes="member: 2020">(Post 33) The Second IRReprisal &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2368 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 04:12 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; A great cheer goes up in the impromptu Command and Control room in the quarters of the Prime&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Minister of the Technocratic Commonwealth as their former fleet is annihilated by the fusion of so&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; many tiny hydrogen atoms. Suddenly, other warning signs occupy secondary screens, then primary&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; screens. Something is happening. Something terrible.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Those standing in the C&amp;C room are silent as the very world's makeup changes before their eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Suddenly, an Umbran Illithid appear amidst the gawking crowd and let loose lethal mind blasts.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Luckily, several sage NeoIllithid were amongst the crowd and are able to put the vile creature down&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; before it killed anyone else.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Ian Payne, the Prime Minister stands up and regards the creature on the floor silently. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Erika immediately runs to the monitors and nearly bursts out into tears, &quot;My Goddess! They're killing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; children!!!&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The old Prime Minister kneels by the creature and stares into its dead eyes. &quot;It is times such as these&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; that I wish I weilded the power of those such as yourself, dear Sage. I am but a single man. I am&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; weak and old. My mind fails my ever increasingly as I age. Oh, how I wish I were able to do my part&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; for the world. Here I stand, a meek politician. I have no power, no, not the strength of Lord Forrester,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; nor the longevity of Elves, nor the unimaginable wealth of arcane knowledge Zouron stores in his&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; mind.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;I am an old man,&quot; he says quietly as he picks up a knife, fallen from the food table. Ian Payne&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; thrusts the knife into the head of the dead Umbran Mind Flayer with all his might.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Sir,&quot; Erika shouts.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Wiping his hand on a napkin, the Prime Minister stands and looks to his young aide. &quot;Yes, Erica?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;I'm not sure if it matters, but we now have access to the Torillian Orbital Satellites. All of them.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;A lot of good that will do...&quot; The Prime Minister stops in mid-sentence, he turns to Erika and says,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Set it up for mass broadcast. We're going to let everyone know just what is happening.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Yes, Sir.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Moments later, every television screen, radio receiver, hologram emitter and crystal ball shows the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; image of the Prime Minister of the Technocratic Commonwealth.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Citizens of Toril. Our world has been under attack by a multitude of parties, the elves, the Netherese,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and now... the Umbran Mind Flayers. They threaten to destroy and enslave the entire world should&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; their machinations be made manifest. People of Toril. We stand at an impass in time. The survival of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; our planet depends upon everyone.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;If you can fight, fight. If you cannot, know this: the battle between life and death, love and hate is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; fought not only on the physical and magical realm, but in the metaphysical realm. We have long&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; known that the world is malleable by the will of people through psionics, magic and technology. Right&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; now we need the belief, the prayers, and the knowledge of every single being on the planet focused&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; on the survival of life as we know it on Toril.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Everyone must do what they can to fight the coming darkness, everyone. If you do not fight, pray.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Do not let the sacrifice of the Three Churches be in vain. They taught us the most valuable lesson in&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; life, and we must not forget it. Do not fight with hate, or fear, or pain. Fight for all the people, all the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; things, you love in the world. Fight in your own way, but you must resist the darkness! Toril demands&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; it.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The screens and speakers around the world once more go back to what they once were, be they blank,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; or snowy.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; For the first time in years, the Prime Minister of the Commonwealth kneels before a small shrine and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; prays...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.&quot; - Albert Camus&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 04:39 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; VERY IMPORTANT: PLEASE READ&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I came back online to deliver an OOC message, only to find the Technocracy delivered it IC first.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I will, however, still give my message.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ALL of the forces that I myself can speak for are committed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Chosen of Mystra&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Queen Amlaruil and the her resurrected elves&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The dwarves&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The gnomes&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The halflings&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The kender (really!)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Nations of Zakhara&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Nations of Kara-Tur&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Peoples of the other 4 continents&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The githyanki&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The phaerimm and their beholders&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Out of all those I speak for, only the City of Shade is not helping you, and they will NOT help you - but&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; they may assail the Magocracy of Zouron if he threatens them further.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Now, the following powers that you are playing are committed:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Technocracy&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Humanoid Alliance&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Zouron's Magocracy (marginally)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Four Faiths and their Celestial Allies (Aloisius)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The NeoIllithid&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; However ...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; It is not enough.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Your combined might, together with the combined might of everyone I speak for, is not enough.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The illithid have fought you to a draw.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The illithid start to slowly drive you back.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The illithid called on their Doomsday Weapon, bringing New Umbra to Toril, and the entire might of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; their race is upon you.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; You cannot win against them, unless you obtain more aid.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; There IS more aid to be had.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; You can win, if you obtain this aid.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; But that aid will NOT be forthcoming if those who speak for those peoples do not post.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They are:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Deep Illithid&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Sharn and Sigilian Mages&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Slaadi&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Angels of Hope Island and it's people&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The elves of Northern Maztica &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Bran's Druids&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Faerie and their Dragon allies&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Unseelie&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And perhaps others that have slipped my mind - Balor has posted, but has not assumed control of any&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; power.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Without them, you cannot win.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Without them, you will be obliterated, although you will put up a hard fight and it will take a long time.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I must make the ruling that, if they do not post, their forces are inactive.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Inactive forces are of no help to you.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Whether they choose to help you, or not help you, is not in my hands.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; It is in their hands.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; It is beyond my jurisdiction to save you from the illithid assault: you must find the answers yourselves,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; or obtain the help you need.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Someone on the main RPG board commented that celluloid heroes do not care.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; A celluloid world is not worth caring for.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They may well be proven right.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; For those of you who have been posting like mad, my regrets and apologies, for I know you care&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; greatly about the scenario in question.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; zouron &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 3707 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 04:53 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron listens to the broadcast in silence, the lets out a small sigh, leaning back in his chair resting his tired&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; body.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; it seems outside forces are needed to unite us all... I wonder if we will survive this time around and if&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; so if we learn from it?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron stands silently and walks out of the conferesence hall out into the street where the fighting rages,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; continuing to the main square and stops looking around himseeing the death and destructionm here he shread&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; a tear and speaks softly to himself*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we have fought to live, yet we die...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron once more looks to the sky*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Mystra goddess of magic, give me the strength to save my people, to save magic, to stop the chaos...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron sits down on a stone bench mostly destroyed by a stray blast of a particle cannon, here he thinks for&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; a moment before fading away to Ian Payne's location, appearing here in a black cloud of sulfaric smoke.*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; how soon will it be before you can create a single more nuclear warhead, so we can launch it at the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; elder brain's location?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: zouron ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Alone is something we all are&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only far away voices breaks the silence&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; whom wish to escape&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; this labyrinth of loneliness&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we fumble our way, but finds nothing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; because here are no walls&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only the fear's angst&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; keeps us apart&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Reprisal &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2368 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 05:12 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Amazed by the sudden appearance of Zouron, the Prime Minister jumps slightly. He then lets himself&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; smirk at the sight of an ally. He turns to one of his aides, &quot;Is there any way to block all these&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; teleportations?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The technician shrugs, &quot;Sir, I fix radios.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Ah, well, no matter. Go about your business. Zouron, welcome, uh - as for your question, I'm sure we&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; have some of our older nuclear bombs. They were intended to be plane dropped before we were able&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; to create ICBMs... Erika, find out where we stashed the old nuclear bombs.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Erika finds out in less than two minutes and relays the information to Zouron.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;It seems, friend, that we're fighting a losing battle unless the other 'great powers' get off their humps&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and do something.&quot; The Prime Minister walks over to the food table and pours himself another&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; brandy. &quot;All we can do now,&quot; Ian takes a sip, &quot;is wait for the miraculous.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The fighting and praying heard outside, the bastion of order continues to do its job.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Care for a drink?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (( OOC, I think we should post-pone all further actions until tomorrow, at the very least. I should go to&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; bed, heh, it's 3:20am here. I'll try to round up some support on the main boards if the Mods will allow&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; it, hehe.))&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.&quot; - Albert Camus&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 05:14 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I would VERY much like to be able to write:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Elf and orc, phaerimm and sharn, deep illithid and man, faerie and technomancer, druid and gnomish&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; scientist, the living and the undead, the angels and the fiends, all stood together against the eternal&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; hatred of the illithid of New Umbra ... and they prevailed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I would like to write that.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; But I can't. It's not my right.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; You must write that. Only you can write that. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; zouron &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 3707 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 05:22 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron nods silently at the information then says*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; keep them ready, af first oppotunity I will send most of my undead forces to break the lines, and send&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; in as many of these as we can to the elder brain's home, perhaps it get the idea we do not like&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; visitors.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; As for help I am sure you are far more able then I am, do seek out the help, could be worthwhile. I&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; plan to bring as much bashing and pain to the elder brain as I can, even if it kills me...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron lower his shoulders and smiles softly*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I suppose I could use a drink though I never ahd one before, perhaps it could calm my mind... as for&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the teleporting, I do apologize, but I prefere being able to save as many as possible instead of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; meddling with etiquette, I know this is crude, but that is how I am.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (( on the oocish note, I will as soon as it is possible, direct all my wizards to create a magical barrier to&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; protect my lands, then I will personally led the undead army to break through a single point and fight&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; their way to the home of the elder brain and unleash all the nuclear warheads I have aquired in it's&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; face... and hopes my teleport along with as much of the armies work before the blast kills us. ))&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((and nope for me it isn't night just past noon so heh I am posting hehe ))&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Alone is something we all are&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only far away voices breaks the silence&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; whom wish to escape&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; this labyrinth of loneliness&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we fumble our way, but finds nothing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; because here are no walls&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only the fear's angst&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; keeps us apart&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Reprisal &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2368 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 05:31 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Erika, the Prime Minister's aide, gives Zouron a map of Commonwealth territory. She points to several&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; locations on that map, &quot;We have caches of strategic, tactical* and sub-tactical* nuclear warheads here,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; here, and here. We have authorized your forces to 'port over into these areas and take as many&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; warheads as you feel you need. I would caution you to not take everything, as we've yet to deal with&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the Netherese threat if they wish to try it again...&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; * Basically, tactical warheads are nuclear artillery shells&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ** Sub-tactical warheads are, to my understanding, nuclear tank shells and backpack sized warheads.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ((I just posted a plea on the main board, hopefully, that will signal the need for help to the Europeans&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and the insomniac North Americans. In any event, I need to sleep, or I'll accidentally nuke the kender&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; or something...&nbsp; So, however it turns out, this is freaking awesome!!!))&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.&quot; - Albert Camus&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp; All times are US Central Time &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; This topic is comprised of pages:&nbsp; 1&nbsp; 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&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; summoned by the Chosen to face charges (Page 18) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; This topic is comprised of pages:&nbsp; 1&nbsp; 2&nbsp; 3&nbsp; 4&nbsp; 5&nbsp; 6&nbsp; 7&nbsp; 8&nbsp; 9&nbsp; 10&nbsp; 11&nbsp; 12&nbsp; 13&nbsp; 14&nbsp; 15&nbsp; 16&nbsp; 17&nbsp; 18&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Author &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Topic: (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; zouron &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 3707 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 05:38 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the humanoids have more old arms, we use them at that point, and I still have the undead plague...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *zouron grins*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; let us go shopping for brains.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; --------------------&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Alone is something we all are&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only far away voices breaks the silence&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; whom wish to escape&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; this labyrinth of loneliness&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we fumble our way, but finds nothing&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; because here are no walls&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; only the fear's angst&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; keeps us apart&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Lord Talos &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 5533 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 06:26 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; OOC:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I don`t think I will participate but I don`t see why Gods of Toril wouldn`t interfere, sending their&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; avatars to the battle when Toril`s existence is in danger. Previously they did it for much more trivial&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; reasons(like Lathander destroying Sammaster). What happened with Zhentarim, Thay, Cult of The&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Dragon etc? Maybe I could take control of some of these forces? What about evil dragons, are they&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; with Faerie? &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 206 | Registered: Jun 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 06:38 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Lord Talos, the Gods and Goddesses of Toril either cannnot, or will not, interfere.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Faerie have a great force of good dragons with them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Unseelie have a great force of evil dragons with them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Edena_of_Neith &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 1235 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 06:46 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; A sad report comes in from the Gnomes (the Gnomish Player has been feverishly e-mailing me, with&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; plan after plan after plan.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Gnomes have been trying and trying, using every conceivable method they have, to locate the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Elder Brain so they can hit it with nuclear weapons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They have tried until their mages wept from the strain and from frustration and sadness.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; But the Elder Brain of the illithid is just too well protected ... the illithid have sealed from detection with&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; massive psionic shields.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The fact that it is buried deeply within New Umbra, behind every conceivable non-psionic defense they&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; could possibly build, isn't helping either.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Faerie and Gnomes working together, perhaps with help from the Sharn, could probably succeed,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and cut through the psionic defenses, but the unaided Gnomes cannot, although they are trying as&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; hard as they possibly can.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The same bitter news comes in from other mages and clergy, and psionicists, trying to locate the Elder&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Brain, or - for that matter - most of the strategic points in the illithid realm.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In an effort to give all due credit to the hard work the Gnomish player has put in, I have copied one of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; his e-mails, and am posting it here.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Treat it as a post, since it really was one; except it was sent to me and not placed here.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Hello,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Gnomish plots, part two: the gnomes influence their illusion so that the illithid's Elder Brain believe it is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; betrayed by his very own illithids -- it sees, it senses that murderous mind flayers from his very own&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ranks, those that were on New Umbra when the massive spells from the Four Churches, have gone&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; mad at all the havoc and have began to eat _it_ ! It senses its lobs being swallowed by raveningly&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; hungry squidmen. This should makes him launch a call like:&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; To all illithids faithful to the True Way of Ilsensine: Traitors are attacking me ! Every real illithid MUST&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; retreat to my side and fought the mad &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; betrayers ! They are eating my sacred being ! Nothing is more important than &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; your sacred duty of protecting me !&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; We also reinforce the confusion effect of the spell, so that it is prevented from giving meaningless&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; order and from efficiently coordinating its troups.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; While my character (gnome wizard 12/rogue 3/arcane trickster 10/archmage 5) coordinate his forces,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; clerics of Garl Glittergold and Gaerdal Ironhand &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; prepare all the protection they can for their brethren (and use divinations to try to guess the new&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; threats to come), those of Flandal Steelskin prepare to launch their golems (some of them will wear&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; micro-nuclear warheads), those of Baravar Cloackshadow put all their strengthes in the ritual of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; confusing illusions that warps the illithids' senses and comprehensions, and those of Baervan&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Wildwanderer begin to trace the path the army of golems, gnome artificers with machine guns, druids,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; rangers and their cybernetized animal companions will have to follow to actually invadethe Illithid&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; lands, hidden by the confusions around them and illusion spells like mass invisibility, and mass&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; camouflage, as well as abjuration spells like mind blank and obscure objects, to avoid all detections.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Once they'll be near the Brain, they'll send the micronuke-bearing golems to _enter_ in the brain&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (Greater Fantastic Machines will be summoned to dig a tunnel into the thing) and detonate as soon as&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; they've disappeared inside.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The microbombs are the equivalent of one half ton of TNT, are all protected by heightened and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; extended Obscure Object and Invisibility spells, and should be able to vaporize the Brain now that it's&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; on Toril itself.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The other gnome troups will engage the illithids gathered as soon as the death of the brain will&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; paralyze them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; If this fail, the clerics and wizards will go ethereal and retreat to their &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; base, before using vanish to teleport more powerful nuclear weapons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; (I really think the gnomes, having started the technology, have nuclear weapons).&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Yes, the gnomes have nuclear weapons, along with everything else you have mentioned above, and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; yes they try all of the tactics mentioned, only to be met by illithid countertactics.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The casualties mount on both sides as the golems, Greater Fantastic Machines and gnomes manning&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; them, the artificers with their guns, the illusionists, meet and clash with teams of illithid who employ&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; special group psionic attacks and defenses (very similar to what the Humanoids developed, but much&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; more refined.)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Group psionic shields block the guns, group psionic strength overcomes illusionary attacks, group&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; attacks penetrate the gnomish defenses.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The massive defenses protecting the Elder Brain frustrate all the efforts of the Gnomes.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The illithid, however, are all too able to find the Gnomish leadership, and they proceed to attack,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; coming in with mass psionic blasts, striking from the ethereal and from out of phase, teleporting and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; blinking around the confused defenders, evading all sensory detection and magical radar with psionic&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; shielding, blowing the minds of the gnomish psionicists to pulp.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The gnomes fight back, combining their strength, their spells and arms finding and killing some of the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; illithid, who fall back, only to strike again.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And the war continues ...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; - - -&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Chosen of Mystra are fighting for their lives against the illithid.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They cannot send any help to the other powers under attack; they are barely holding out in&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Shadowdale, Aglarond, Luruar, and Cormyr.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The Chosen do somehow manage to send emissaries via teleportation and Worldwalk to the Faerie&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and other powers yet uncommitted (except the Fiends only), offering anything asked for in return for&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; their help.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Aloïsius &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Member # 2977 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; posted December 07, 2001 07:04 AM&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; They have waited for years. They have never take part in any fight before, only placing their pawns,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; looking for the best way to increase their invisible power, both arcane, divine, psionic, and politic. Now,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; they are in the best position ever : they are indispensable. And they appreciate it. Time to act.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Without emotions. With the cold mind, the predatory, the merciless intelligence they have ever have.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In the technomancer command room, a women appear. She wear black leather vestments. Her skin is&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; shaved. Her gree eyes are filled with angst, wrath, and ... something else. She begins to speak.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;My name is Linnsssul, I'm not here by my own will, but, sssend by my mastersss. I'm here to gain my&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; freedom. I will recover it, if you agree to their termss. And the world will be sssaved. They have made&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; me what I am now : a Tainted One, a monssster. And, sssince many years, many other have been&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; transformed, many high ranking officers, from all the existing nat(sss)ionss of Toril. They are, *she&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; grins*, we are powerful, are resistant to psionics as well as to magic. And&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *suddenly, a new mind flayer appear, with lightning reflexes, Linnsul extend her arm to the squid face,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; and all can hear a supernatural hiss. The mindflayer cry in agony, as the psionic poison power kill&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; him*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we can do a lot of things. Accept our aid, and they... we will kill the sssquids by thousands. Refuse and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; we will wait...Of courssse, it's a blank check they want : sign here ! it's not a &quot;you must obbey us&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; clause &quot;.* she hands a contract, but all the terms are crypted by magic.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; As soon as the prime minister will sign, hundred of thousands of broodgard Histachii will be teleported&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; in the fight, through the yuan-Ti net of portals that cover Toril, while, the until now passive Tainted&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; One infiltrated amongst the human nations start to use they full powers. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And then, the pure blood, the half-blood and the abomination Yuan-Ti begin to strike. They naturaly&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; master psionics power, they naturaly have spell-like ability, and most of them are backed by the&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; divine power of Sseth. Some mind flayers are polymorphed in mouses, others flee in panics, victims of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the Yuan -Ti aversion power. Some other are strangled by giant constrictors, burned by the acid skin of&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; the serpent folks, some are &quot;suggested&quot; to attack their own kin. Dark sorcery, full ritual are used to&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; kill those, that, believe the Yuan-Ti, are now their only rivals, at least in intelligence terms. The hunt&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; begins. The serpents are hungry. They kill without hate, without passions other than the pure pleasure&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; they have to exert their power. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Posts: 356 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001&nbsp; |&nbsp; IP: Logged</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Edena_of_Neith, post: 1304769, member: 2020"] [b](Post 33) The Second IR[/b] Reprisal Member Member # 2368 posted December 07, 2001 04:12 AM A great cheer goes up in the impromptu Command and Control room in the quarters of the Prime Minister of the Technocratic Commonwealth as their former fleet is annihilated by the fusion of so many tiny hydrogen atoms. Suddenly, other warning signs occupy secondary screens, then primary screens. Something is happening. Something terrible. Those standing in the C&C room are silent as the very world's makeup changes before their eyes. Suddenly, an Umbran Illithid appear amidst the gawking crowd and let loose lethal mind blasts. Luckily, several sage NeoIllithid were amongst the crowd and are able to put the vile creature down before it killed anyone else. Ian Payne, the Prime Minister stands up and regards the creature on the floor silently. Erika immediately runs to the monitors and nearly bursts out into tears, "My Goddess! They're killing children!!!" The old Prime Minister kneels by the creature and stares into its dead eyes. "It is times such as these that I wish I weilded the power of those such as yourself, dear Sage. I am but a single man. I am weak and old. My mind fails my ever increasingly as I age. Oh, how I wish I were able to do my part for the world. Here I stand, a meek politician. I have no power, no, not the strength of Lord Forrester, nor the longevity of Elves, nor the unimaginable wealth of arcane knowledge Zouron stores in his mind. "I am an old man," he says quietly as he picks up a knife, fallen from the food table. Ian Payne thrusts the knife into the head of the dead Umbran Mind Flayer with all his might. "Sir," Erika shouts. Wiping his hand on a napkin, the Prime Minister stands and looks to his young aide. "Yes, Erica?" "I'm not sure if it matters, but we now have access to the Torillian Orbital Satellites. All of them." "A lot of good that will do..." The Prime Minister stops in mid-sentence, he turns to Erika and says, "Set it up for mass broadcast. We're going to let everyone know just what is happening." "Yes, Sir." Moments later, every television screen, radio receiver, hologram emitter and crystal ball shows the image of the Prime Minister of the Technocratic Commonwealth. "Citizens of Toril. Our world has been under attack by a multitude of parties, the elves, the Netherese, and now... the Umbran Mind Flayers. They threaten to destroy and enslave the entire world should their machinations be made manifest. People of Toril. We stand at an impass in time. The survival of our planet depends upon everyone. "If you can fight, fight. If you cannot, know this: the battle between life and death, love and hate is fought not only on the physical and magical realm, but in the metaphysical realm. We have long known that the world is malleable by the will of people through psionics, magic and technology. Right now we need the belief, the prayers, and the knowledge of every single being on the planet focused on the survival of life as we know it on Toril. "Everyone must do what they can to fight the coming darkness, everyone. If you do not fight, pray. Do not let the sacrifice of the Three Churches be in vain. They taught us the most valuable lesson in life, and we must not forget it. Do not fight with hate, or fear, or pain. Fight for all the people, all the things, you love in the world. Fight in your own way, but you must resist the darkness! Toril demands it." The screens and speakers around the world once more go back to what they once were, be they blank, or snowy. For the first time in years, the Prime Minister of the Commonwealth kneels before a small shrine and prays... -------------------- "Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity." - Albert Camus Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 07, 2001 04:39 AM VERY IMPORTANT: PLEASE READ I came back online to deliver an OOC message, only to find the Technocracy delivered it IC first. I will, however, still give my message. ALL of the forces that I myself can speak for are committed. The Chosen of Mystra Queen Amlaruil and the her resurrected elves The dwarves The gnomes The halflings The kender (really!) The Nations of Zakhara The Nations of Kara-Tur The Peoples of the other 4 continents The githyanki The phaerimm and their beholders Out of all those I speak for, only the City of Shade is not helping you, and they will NOT help you - but they may assail the Magocracy of Zouron if he threatens them further. Now, the following powers that you are playing are committed: The Technocracy The Humanoid Alliance Zouron's Magocracy (marginally) The Four Faiths and their Celestial Allies (Aloisius) The NeoIllithid However ... It is not enough. Your combined might, together with the combined might of everyone I speak for, is not enough. The illithid have fought you to a draw. The illithid start to slowly drive you back. The illithid called on their Doomsday Weapon, bringing New Umbra to Toril, and the entire might of their race is upon you. You cannot win against them, unless you obtain more aid. There IS more aid to be had. You can win, if you obtain this aid. But that aid will NOT be forthcoming if those who speak for those peoples do not post. They are: The Deep Illithid The Sharn and Sigilian Mages The Slaadi The Angels of Hope Island and it's people The elves of Northern Maztica Bran's Druids The Faerie and their Dragon allies The Unseelie And perhaps others that have slipped my mind - Balor has posted, but has not assumed control of any power. Without them, you cannot win. Without them, you will be obliterated, although you will put up a hard fight and it will take a long time. I must make the ruling that, if they do not post, their forces are inactive. Inactive forces are of no help to you. Whether they choose to help you, or not help you, is not in my hands. It is in their hands. It is beyond my jurisdiction to save you from the illithid assault: you must find the answers yourselves, or obtain the help you need. Someone on the main RPG board commented that celluloid heroes do not care. A celluloid world is not worth caring for. They may well be proven right. For those of you who have been posting like mad, my regrets and apologies, for I know you care greatly about the scenario in question. [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged zouron Member Member # 3707 posted December 07, 2001 04:53 AM *zouron listens to the broadcast in silence, the lets out a small sigh, leaning back in his chair resting his tired body. it seems outside forces are needed to unite us all... I wonder if we will survive this time around and if so if we learn from it? *zouron stands silently and walks out of the conferesence hall out into the street where the fighting rages, continuing to the main square and stops looking around himseeing the death and destructionm here he shread a tear and speaks softly to himself* we have fought to live, yet we die... *zouron once more looks to the sky* Mystra goddess of magic, give me the strength to save my people, to save magic, to stop the chaos... *zouron sits down on a stone bench mostly destroyed by a stray blast of a particle cannon, here he thinks for a moment before fading away to Ian Payne's location, appearing here in a black cloud of sulfaric smoke.* how soon will it be before you can create a single more nuclear warhead, so we can launch it at the elder brain's location? [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: zouron ] -------------------- Alone is something we all are only far away voices breaks the silence whom wish to escape this labyrinth of loneliness we fumble our way, but finds nothing because here are no walls only the fear's angst keeps us apart Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001 | IP: Logged Reprisal Member Member # 2368 posted December 07, 2001 05:12 AM Amazed by the sudden appearance of Zouron, the Prime Minister jumps slightly. He then lets himself smirk at the sight of an ally. He turns to one of his aides, "Is there any way to block all these teleportations?" The technician shrugs, "Sir, I fix radios." "Ah, well, no matter. Go about your business. Zouron, welcome, uh - as for your question, I'm sure we have some of our older nuclear bombs. They were intended to be plane dropped before we were able to create ICBMs... Erika, find out where we stashed the old nuclear bombs." Erika finds out in less than two minutes and relays the information to Zouron. "It seems, friend, that we're fighting a losing battle unless the other 'great powers' get off their humps and do something." The Prime Minister walks over to the food table and pours himself another brandy. "All we can do now," Ian takes a sip, "is wait for the miraculous." The fighting and praying heard outside, the bastion of order continues to do its job. "Care for a drink?" (( OOC, I think we should post-pone all further actions until tomorrow, at the very least. I should go to bed, heh, it's 3:20am here. I'll try to round up some support on the main boards if the Mods will allow it, hehe.)) -------------------- "Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity." - Albert Camus Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 07, 2001 05:14 AM I would VERY much like to be able to write: Elf and orc, phaerimm and sharn, deep illithid and man, faerie and technomancer, druid and gnomish scientist, the living and the undead, the angels and the fiends, all stood together against the eternal hatred of the illithid of New Umbra ... and they prevailed. I would like to write that. But I can't. It's not my right. You must write that. Only you can write that. Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged zouron Member Member # 3707 posted December 07, 2001 05:22 AM *zouron nods silently at the information then says* keep them ready, af first oppotunity I will send most of my undead forces to break the lines, and send in as many of these as we can to the elder brain's home, perhaps it get the idea we do not like visitors. As for help I am sure you are far more able then I am, do seek out the help, could be worthwhile. I plan to bring as much bashing and pain to the elder brain as I can, even if it kills me... *zouron lower his shoulders and smiles softly* I suppose I could use a drink though I never ahd one before, perhaps it could calm my mind... as for the teleporting, I do apologize, but I prefere being able to save as many as possible instead of meddling with etiquette, I know this is crude, but that is how I am. (( on the oocish note, I will as soon as it is possible, direct all my wizards to create a magical barrier to protect my lands, then I will personally led the undead army to break through a single point and fight their way to the home of the elder brain and unleash all the nuclear warheads I have aquired in it's face... and hopes my teleport along with as much of the armies work before the blast kills us. )) ((and nope for me it isn't night just past noon so heh I am posting hehe )) -------------------- Alone is something we all are only far away voices breaks the silence whom wish to escape this labyrinth of loneliness we fumble our way, but finds nothing because here are no walls only the fear's angst keeps us apart Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001 | IP: Logged Reprisal Member Member # 2368 posted December 07, 2001 05:31 AM Erika, the Prime Minister's aide, gives Zouron a map of Commonwealth territory. She points to several locations on that map, "We have caches of strategic, tactical* and sub-tactical* nuclear warheads here, here, and here. We have authorized your forces to 'port over into these areas and take as many warheads as you feel you need. I would caution you to not take everything, as we've yet to deal with the Netherese threat if they wish to try it again..." * Basically, tactical warheads are nuclear artillery shells ** Sub-tactical warheads are, to my understanding, nuclear tank shells and backpack sized warheads. ((I just posted a plea on the main board, hopefully, that will signal the need for help to the Europeans and the insomniac North Americans. In any event, I need to sleep, or I'll accidentally nuke the kender or something... So, however it turns out, this is freaking awesome!!!)) -------------------- "Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity." - Albert Camus Posts: 239 | From: Parksville, BC, Canada | Registered: Feb 2001 | IP: Logged All times are US Central Time This topic is comprised of pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 Topic Closed Hop To: Contact Us | EN World - D&D/d20 News & Reviews Powered by Infopop Corporation Ultimate Bulletin BoardTM 6.1.0.3 Demon God's Fane by Monte Cook - On Sale Now Topic Closed Topic Closed my profile | register | search | faq | forum home » Hello, Edena_of_Neith [ log out ] EN World Messageboards » Bits N Pieces » In Character » (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges (Page 18) This topic is comprised of pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 Author Topic: (IR) All involved in the Gnomish IR: You are summoned by the Chosen to face charges zouron Member Member # 3707 posted December 07, 2001 05:38 AM the humanoids have more old arms, we use them at that point, and I still have the undead plague... *zouron grins* let us go shopping for brains. -------------------- Alone is something we all are only far away voices breaks the silence whom wish to escape this labyrinth of loneliness we fumble our way, but finds nothing because here are no walls only the fear's angst keeps us apart Posts: 172 | From: Hvidovre, Denmark | Registered: Apr 2001 | IP: Logged Lord Talos Member Member # 5533 posted December 07, 2001 06:26 AM OOC: I don`t think I will participate but I don`t see why Gods of Toril wouldn`t interfere, sending their avatars to the battle when Toril`s existence is in danger. Previously they did it for much more trivial reasons(like Lathander destroying Sammaster). What happened with Zhentarim, Thay, Cult of The Dragon etc? Maybe I could take control of some of these forces? What about evil dragons, are they with Faerie? Posts: 206 | Registered: Jun 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 07, 2001 06:38 AM Lord Talos, the Gods and Goddesses of Toril either cannnot, or will not, interfere. The Faerie have a great force of good dragons with them. The Unseelie have a great force of evil dragons with them. [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Edena_of_Neith Member Member # 1235 posted December 07, 2001 06:46 AM A sad report comes in from the Gnomes (the Gnomish Player has been feverishly e-mailing me, with plan after plan after plan.) The Gnomes have been trying and trying, using every conceivable method they have, to locate the Elder Brain so they can hit it with nuclear weapons. They have tried until their mages wept from the strain and from frustration and sadness. But the Elder Brain of the illithid is just too well protected ... the illithid have sealed from detection with massive psionic shields. The fact that it is buried deeply within New Umbra, behind every conceivable non-psionic defense they could possibly build, isn't helping either. The Faerie and Gnomes working together, perhaps with help from the Sharn, could probably succeed, and cut through the psionic defenses, but the unaided Gnomes cannot, although they are trying as hard as they possibly can. The same bitter news comes in from other mages and clergy, and psionicists, trying to locate the Elder Brain, or - for that matter - most of the strategic points in the illithid realm. - - - In an effort to give all due credit to the hard work the Gnomish player has put in, I have copied one of his e-mails, and am posting it here. Treat it as a post, since it really was one; except it was sent to me and not placed here. - Hello, Gnomish plots, part two: the gnomes influence their illusion so that the illithid's Elder Brain believe it is betrayed by his very own illithids -- it sees, it senses that murderous mind flayers from his very own ranks, those that were on New Umbra when the massive spells from the Four Churches, have gone mad at all the havoc and have began to eat _it_ ! It senses its lobs being swallowed by raveningly hungry squidmen. This should makes him launch a call like: To all illithids faithful to the True Way of Ilsensine: Traitors are attacking me ! Every real illithid MUST retreat to my side and fought the mad betrayers ! They are eating my sacred being ! Nothing is more important than your sacred duty of protecting me ! We also reinforce the confusion effect of the spell, so that it is prevented from giving meaningless order and from efficiently coordinating its troups. While my character (gnome wizard 12/rogue 3/arcane trickster 10/archmage 5) coordinate his forces, clerics of Garl Glittergold and Gaerdal Ironhand prepare all the protection they can for their brethren (and use divinations to try to guess the new threats to come), those of Flandal Steelskin prepare to launch their golems (some of them will wear micro-nuclear warheads), those of Baravar Cloackshadow put all their strengthes in the ritual of confusing illusions that warps the illithids' senses and comprehensions, and those of Baervan Wildwanderer begin to trace the path the army of golems, gnome artificers with machine guns, druids, rangers and their cybernetized animal companions will have to follow to actually invadethe Illithid lands, hidden by the confusions around them and illusion spells like mass invisibility, and mass camouflage, as well as abjuration spells like mind blank and obscure objects, to avoid all detections. Once they'll be near the Brain, they'll send the micronuke-bearing golems to _enter_ in the brain (Greater Fantastic Machines will be summoned to dig a tunnel into the thing) and detonate as soon as they've disappeared inside. The microbombs are the equivalent of one half ton of TNT, are all protected by heightened and extended Obscure Object and Invisibility spells, and should be able to vaporize the Brain now that it's on Toril itself. The other gnome troups will engage the illithids gathered as soon as the death of the brain will paralyze them. If this fail, the clerics and wizards will go ethereal and retreat to their base, before using vanish to teleport more powerful nuclear weapons. (I really think the gnomes, having started the technology, have nuclear weapons). - Yes, the gnomes have nuclear weapons, along with everything else you have mentioned above, and yes they try all of the tactics mentioned, only to be met by illithid countertactics. The casualties mount on both sides as the golems, Greater Fantastic Machines and gnomes manning them, the artificers with their guns, the illusionists, meet and clash with teams of illithid who employ special group psionic attacks and defenses (very similar to what the Humanoids developed, but much more refined.) Group psionic shields block the guns, group psionic strength overcomes illusionary attacks, group attacks penetrate the gnomish defenses. The massive defenses protecting the Elder Brain frustrate all the efforts of the Gnomes. The illithid, however, are all too able to find the Gnomish leadership, and they proceed to attack, coming in with mass psionic blasts, striking from the ethereal and from out of phase, teleporting and blinking around the confused defenders, evading all sensory detection and magical radar with psionic shielding, blowing the minds of the gnomish psionicists to pulp. The gnomes fight back, combining their strength, their spells and arms finding and killing some of the illithid, who fall back, only to strike again. And the war continues ... - - - The Chosen of Mystra are fighting for their lives against the illithid. They cannot send any help to the other powers under attack; they are barely holding out in Shadowdale, Aglarond, Luruar, and Cormyr. The Chosen do somehow manage to send emissaries via teleportation and Worldwalk to the Faerie and other powers yet uncommitted (except the Fiends only), offering anything asked for in return for their help. [ December 07, 2001: Message edited by: Edena_of_Neith ] Posts: 1616 | From: Michigan, United States | Registered: Jan 2001 | IP: Logged Aloïsius Member Member # 2977 posted December 07, 2001 07:04 AM They have waited for years. They have never take part in any fight before, only placing their pawns, looking for the best way to increase their invisible power, both arcane, divine, psionic, and politic. Now, they are in the best position ever : they are indispensable. And they appreciate it. Time to act. Without emotions. With the cold mind, the predatory, the merciless intelligence they have ever have. In the technomancer command room, a women appear. She wear black leather vestments. Her skin is shaved. Her gree eyes are filled with angst, wrath, and ... something else. She begins to speak. "My name is Linnsssul, I'm not here by my own will, but, sssend by my mastersss. I'm here to gain my freedom. I will recover it, if you agree to their termss. And the world will be sssaved. They have made me what I am now : a Tainted One, a monssster. And, sssince many years, many other have been transformed, many high ranking officers, from all the existing nat(sss)ionss of Toril. They are, *she grins*, we are powerful, are resistant to psionics as well as to magic. And *suddenly, a new mind flayer appear, with lightning reflexes, Linnsul extend her arm to the squid face, and all can hear a supernatural hiss. The mindflayer cry in agony, as the psionic poison power kill him* we can do a lot of things. Accept our aid, and they... we will kill the sssquids by thousands. Refuse and we will wait...Of courssse, it's a blank check they want : sign here ! it's not a "you must obbey us" clause ".* she hands a contract, but all the terms are crypted by magic. As soon as the prime minister will sign, hundred of thousands of broodgard Histachii will be teleported in the fight, through the yuan-Ti net of portals that cover Toril, while, the until now passive Tainted One infiltrated amongst the human nations start to use they full powers. And then, the pure blood, the half-blood and the abomination Yuan-Ti begin to strike. They naturaly master psionics power, they naturaly have spell-like ability, and most of them are backed by the divine power of Sseth. Some mind flayers are polymorphed in mouses, others flee in panics, victims of the Yuan -Ti aversion power. Some other are strangled by giant constrictors, burned by the acid skin of the serpent folks, some are "suggested" to attack their own kin. Dark sorcery, full ritual are used to kill those, that, believe the Yuan-Ti, are now their only rivals, at least in intelligence terms. The hunt begins. The serpents are hungry. They kill without hate, without passions other than the pure pleasure they have to exert their power. Posts: 356 | From: Montpellier, France | Registered: Mar 2001 | IP: Logged [/QUOTE]

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