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Realms of Despair

Cry of Despair #37

Interview: Iliana; Journey of the Sun and Moon; Jaryl’s 15 minutes of Fame

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        THE CRY OF DESPAIR #37


        
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        Submitting Mortal Staff:

        Alendil, Alerious, Alisia, Apollonia, Azrakare, Barentin,

        Begaria, Conran, Dein, DekkatH, Elaria, Elbanon, Goomra,

        Laine, Lorel, Nimue, Nitsuj, Odessyus, Saraphin, Sarig,

        Shamisen, Shingo, Thalasian,

        Mortal Editor: Kuah

        

        Immortal Staff:

        Elisabet, Lascivias

        Immortal Editor: Ayesh

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        Table of Contents

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        Desk of the Editor

        

        Meet Iliana

        

        A Short Novel by Shingo: Eclipse

        

        Poets Corner

        

        Quest & Contest

        

        Continuing Story Theme **New Feature!**

        

        Orders Exposed!

        

        Jaryl's 15 minutes of fame.

        

        Funny Bones!

        

        Announcements

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        Desk of the Editor By: Kuah

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        What's the good word? We are back again with one of the larger

        issues we have ever done! A lot of work was put in by the hard

        working staff this time around, and we are showing up (and off)

        with some new sections, more chances for reader interaction,

        and the usual news and fiction you have come to love from the

        Cry of Despair.

        

        Our feature this week was done by Dein. And continuing our trend

        of letting you get to know those behind the scene, it is a very

        well done interview with the immortal, and charming, Iliana.

        

        If you have a comment, gripe or something you want to submit

        to the Cry of Despair, you can reach us the CoD public board

        in the TownHall (e,s,2u,s,w,s from DH[]) or south of Quills

        and Parchments on Market Street. Or you can Mudmail me or

        Ayesh. As always, enjoy and thanks.

        

        

        Kuah Cha'Din

        

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        Meet Iliana By: Dein

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        Today Iliana took some time out of her day to allow me to interview

        her. For this, I'm deeply thankful as she is one of the kindest

        immortals I have had the pleasure of speaking with.  Even though

        she was busy making cookies, she still had time to help the little

        guy.

        

        Dein: Okay, Iliana, how long have you been an active character in

        the realms?

        

        Iliana: I've been playing for almost 3 years now, and have been

        active that entire time.  I became an immortal on January 26th..

        about 2 1/2 years. :) I spent time leading an order and doing other

        things that I wanted to do first.

        

        Before you became an immortal, were you ever helled?  Did you ever

        do anything you weren't supposed to?

        

        I wasn't ever helled. I don't remember ever being silenced except

        as a joke. Anything I wasn't supposed to do... well.. I was the typo

        queen when I first started. I remember killing Artemis...

        

        ...with a friend.. and I ended up healing the mob and faerie firing

        him instead. :)  I've done that a few times, actually.. all on

        accident. I've wanted to just crawl under my desk in embarassment

        when it happened. :)  Luckily, people are understanding when they

        see that it was an accident.. saying "I"m sorry" goes a long way.

        Well.. there was that time I was balzhured after I became an

        Immortal. Kali slayed me.. balzhured me..because I was making

        comments about bbq pixie wings. :)

        

        And what made you decide to become an immortal rather than remain

        mortal?

        

        I felt that I could help make the Realms a better place.. I wanted

        a chance to do things that I hadn't done before. New challenges. If

        I don't have something challenging to look forward to, I lose

        interest.

        

        I feel the same way, part of the reason why I'm interviewing you

        now. :)  How did they train you when you became immortal, or is that

        top secret?

        

        Iliana: hmm.. interesting question.  Well, actually...

        

        ...since I had already been a leader, I had some experience in

        dealing with people and disputes. I think the most important skill

        in a leader or an immortal is to be able to listen and not prejudge

        someone based on appearance. As far as official training, I was

        mentored by different imms and given a guiding hand in areas that

        I had questions in.

        

        What was required of you to become an imm? Was it just that you had

        been such a fine leader of an order?

        

        Well.. a fine leader is a subjective term.. I'm sure there are

        those that would argue that point. :)  I think that if you look at

        the immortals, as a whole, most have the ability and confidence in

        their decisions.. they're strong people. It took me some time to

        learn that ability.. I had to learn to have some faith in my own

        judgement and to stay true to what I believed in.. although it might

        not be popular. I think that you also have to be fair and listen to

        both sides of the story.. everything is subjective.. usually when

        you can get the people to sit down and listen to each other.. they

        can work out their problems on their own.

        

        Then did you have trouble at first?  Dealing with so-called

        hooligans?

        

        It was overwhelming at first. I don't think that I would be needed

        half as much if people just showed others the same respect that

        they want. You have to stop and realize that behind every line of

        text is a real live person, with feelings and emotions the same as

        your own. I feel that my job is to serve the Realms.. make the

        place better in whatever capacity that I can, be it building or

        suggestions or administrative work.

        

        What do you do in a typical day?

        

        Typical day :)  well.. when I log on, I make the rounds of the

        noteboards so that I can keep up with all the events that took

        place while I was sleeping or working. Then, I do administrative

        work.. I'm also a builder.. so I work on my area as well.

        

        What's the best part about being immortal?

        

        (things) that I know I played a part in, even if the part was small.

        I was on QC for awhile.. I got frustrated at times, because of all

        the bickering and fussing.  But...

        

        it was always worth it.. when just one person said "thank you..",

        "that was challenging.." or  "I liked it.."  I don't look
        for

        accolades a whole lot.. but it can become overwhelming when all you

        hear are complaints. It's really discouraging. I take a lot of

        pride in doing a job well.. and when I can sit back and see one

        person take enjoyment from it, that makes all the other bit worth

        it.

        

        I think people often look to immortals in help during their

        desperate times, but is there anyone you turn to for help?

        

        I have a few role models amongst the immortals.. all of them are

        wonderful and very supportive.. I don't know how I would choose one

        over the other, truthfully.. I ask different things of them all the

        time.

        

        Throughout the three years you've been playing, is there one

        

        My favorite moment in my realms career.. is when...

        

        Baali came in. We knew that it was supposed to come in at any time.

        And I had made a painting to go in my office. Some friends and I

        were sitting on the battlements and reboot had been a bit long.

          I did a c loc painting, and saw the painting show up in locate in

        my office. Then Jade appeared.. said.. "Welcome to Baali, Iliana"

        and set me as the #1. I grinned from ear to ear all day. There

        hasn't been an experience to match that.. not even my first Seth

        kill. :)

        

        What do you think makes today's realms player? His equipment? How

        much he runs? How much he's involved?

        

        Actually.. not really any of the above. I think it's all in

        personality.. Equipment can be lost and gained. DT's are the great

        equalizer in the game. Runs? They come and go.. you don't have to

        run Seth and Darkness to be a cool person in my book. I judge a

        character by their personality.. thats what impresses me.. the

        ability to take this for what it is.. a game. There are people who

        take this way too seriously.. judge people by their eq.. don't want

        to hang with you if you're not as buff.. Some of my favorite people

        here don't have any of the buff eq.

        

        I find it hard to see immortals as regular people, I'm always just

        thinking 'wow!' Is there anything that makes an immortal say 'wow!'

        about a mortal player?

        

        I'm impressed with a person who can keep their cool and respond

        logically to a person who is abusive. I respect honesty.. and I

        like hearing other peoples opinions. However, that opinion needs to

        be stated in such a manner that isn't abusive towards anyone.

        Different people have different experiences and perspectives.. and

        there could be knowledge gained from them.. a side to something

        that I hadn't seen before. When a person can clearly state the hows

        and whys of their opinion.. in a well thought out manner.. thats

        when I sit back and go "Wow!"

        

        A natural question for people I think. What do you miss most about

        being mortal?

        

        I asked Loril if she missed the freedom of being an Imm. I think the

        opposite is really true. I don't have as much time or freedom to do

        things that I want to do as much. I...

        

        can't just pop off and go on a run somewhere with my friends if

        there isn't someone else here to do administrative work. Don't get

        me wrong, I do have time to do that.. everyone is very good about

        making sure that others have time to get away from the stressful

        bit. I just can't do it spur of the moment. However... I go on my

        morts..and find myself missing the spam.

        

        So what is the worst duty an imm has to do?  What task makes you

        cringe as much as cleaning foreign toilets?

        

        Helling someone, because if it comes to that, it means that there

        has been no other recourse. I would prefer to speak to someone

        and get it resolved that way than to have to punish someone.

        Sometimes though, I'm left with no other choice. When something

        goes badly, I often ask myself.. "What could I have done to allay

        that? How could I have handled it better?"  Luckily, I've only had

        one or two instances where things have been truly bad.

        

        Is there anything you would like to say to newbies or lowbies?

        

        Don't be in too big a hurry to av. Take your time to learn how to

        play the game.. read room descriptions.. take the time to figure

        things out and learn for yourself.  It will make you a better

        character and player.

        

        

        Once again, I'd really like to thank Iliana for giving me the

        opportunity to interview her, it was my first interview and I

        think it's a little rocky, but Iliana even helped smooth it out.

        Thanks Iliana. :)

        

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        Eclipse, Chapter 1 By: Shingo

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        Chapter 1 - Journey of the Sun and Moon

        

        In a small village, on the outskirts of the island of Naerite, a

        new era is about to begin.  The tribe's chief and his wife are

        celebrating the birth of their two children.  That, in itself, is a

        special occasion, but it happened ona day of good omen.  The

        firstborn, a male, was born during a solar eclipse, and thus was

        named Sol.  The second, a female, was born during the night, at the

        flare of a lunar eclipse, and was named Lune.

        

        It was a rare occasion, for the two moons to be aligned in such a

        way that one would pass by the sun in the day, and the other at

        night.  The tribe took it as a sign of the gods above, and believed

        the children would be blessed for eternity.  And it wouldn't be long

        before Sol and Lune learn of their blessing.

        

                                        
        ***

        

        17 years have passed since the birth of Sol and Lune, and their

        father is proud of his children.  Sol was taught in the ways of

        combat, and since the early age of 4, has shown great skill with the

        sword, quickly excelling in the techniques taught to him, and

        mastering the motions of defensive combat.

        

        Lune was shown the arts of the shaman, and she promptly learned the

        weavings and patterns of various runes and focus of concentration

        into the purification of one's body, spirit and mind. She had

        little combat skill, compared to Sol, but the little she had would

        protect her should she find herself in danger.

        

        After a day of hard training, Sol and Lune are summoned to the

        Chief's chambers for a brief, yet difficult meeting.

        

        "You have summoned us, father?", said Sol, kneeling.

        

        "Yes, Sol, Lune.  Please rise.  You know you weren't shown your

        given practices for no reason.  The time has come for you to see if

        your training has paid off. You two are to be sent to the continent

        to the south, where you will begin your journey of the other world.

        Outside ths island is a world filled with many discoveries that we

        would not be able to describe.  Civilizations far more advanced than

        ours are on the southern continent, as well as dangers that can

        threaten your very lives, but it is a test, to see if you, Sol, are

        fit for leadership of the tribe, and if you, Lune, are able to

        become the Great Shaman.

        

        I wish for nothing less than to see you stay here, safe, but I

        cannot.  You must go out there, and return, by yourselves, proving

        you are both worthy to become great members of the tribe.  I have

        no doubt in either of you.  Your departure begins immediately.

        Pack your equipment and meet the navigator on the beach.

        That is all."

        

        The chief waved his hand, and the children turned about and left

        the room. They knew this day would come, and while secretly

        dreading it, they were both excited.  They had heard many stories

        of the southern continent from their mother; stories of cities which

        were ten times larger than the tribal campgrounds, or of dangerous

        creatures which stood ten times taller than any normal being. These

        stories brought smiles to their faces, for they would get their

        chance at seeing the outside world for the first time.

        

        Having packed, Sol and Lune set off to the beach to meet the

        navigator.

        

        "Greetings.  I trust you have everything packed that you need?

          The trip to the southern continent will take a quarter day, where

        you ought to make camp for the night.  Take this map with you, as

        it was your father's map.

        

        He used it to get around the southern continent.  This spot here is

        L'aquis Castle, where the watermen make their living.  They made

        good friends with your father when he first explored the area, so

        they will be of help to you.  This spot ... here. I suggest you

        stay away from that area.  That's the home of dragons, it is. Large

        beasts with thick hides that breathe elements.  You'd be smart to

        stay away from there, if you wish to return to rule the tribe,

        though returning with a dragon's head would surely prove your

        worth."

        

        "Thank you, navigator.  Your words are kind and wise.  Shall we

        leave?", Lune said, packing away the map in a little handknit

        purse of straw.

        

        "Aye.  Just hop in.", replied the navigator.  When they were on

        the boat, two creatures heads popped up from below the waves.

        Attached to them were collars, with reigns, and the navigator was

        holding them.  He snapped the reigns once, and the boat swiftly

        set into motion, propelled by the water drakes.

        

        The ride on the ocean was quiet and calm.  The weather didn't look

        like it was going to bother them, and there weren't many dangerous

        creatures in the waters nearest the island.  It was several hours

        on an uneventful trip before they saw land up ahead. The navigator

        steered the boat around the coastline for a bit until he found a

        small beach to disembark from.

        

        "Here ya go.  This is the northern tip of the southern continent.

        The Castle should be a quarter day's walk from this beach, but I

        recommend you camp out here for the night.  Plenty of dangerous

        creatures about when the light hides." warned the navigator.

        

        Suddenly, as if on cue, there was a rustling in the trees and

        surrounding bushes, and a small creature holding a large bone and

        wearing a feathered skull leaped out from behind a rock, quickly

        followed by creatures of the same kind, all holding massive bones

        and skull helmets.  It was tough to see in the dark, but the

        creatures eyes looked red, and their skin were different shades of

        green.  Only one of the creatures had feathers in his helmet,

        identifying him as the higher rank amongst the raiders.

        

        "Goblins!", cried out the navigator. "I've no skill to deal with

        them, I'll be on my way back to the island.  Take care!".  And with

        that, he hopped on the boat, and ordered the water drakes to return

        to the island.

        

        One goblin stepped forward and began tracing a line in the sand,

        then forming a pattern.

        

        "It's casting a spell!", cried Lune.  But it was too late.  The

        goblin raised it's small hands and yelled "Tor-ahk-caime-dray!".

        A large torrent of water behind them thrust up from the depths of

        the ocean where the navigator was heading, and it split the boat in

        two, sending the navigator plummeting to the ocean waters, head

        first.  The two water drakes raised their backs out of the water

        and cushioned the navigator's fall, then with him on their backs,

        quickly swam away towards the island.

        

        Without hesitation, Sol pulled out his sword and charged at the

        goblin wizard. The wizard having no time to react, couldn't help

        but be impaled on Sol's sword then rudely kicked off.  The other

        goblins raised their weapons, bellowed a war cry, and charged at

        the children.  Lune pulled out her hunting knives to defend

        herself, though she wasn't sure she was ready.

        

        Three goblins surrounded Sol, bone clubs in hand and ready to

        strike.  The goblins tried an organized attack of simultaneously

        striking Sol, but Sol leapt into the air, twisting his body so he

        landed behind one of the goblins, and swung out his sword before

        landing, cleaving just behind the goblin's neck. The goblin fell

        forward, dead.  The remaining two tried an unusual attack form this

        time.  One hopped onto the other's shoulders, so they stood as tall

        as Sol, and they seemed to have no trouble keeping balance walking

        towards him. The goblin on the bottom tried to swing at Sol's legs,

        but Sol did a quick hop to avoid being hit, then the goblin on top

        swung his club downward to hit Sol's chest, but Sol parried and

        countered with a punch, which knocked the goblin off the other's

        shoulders.  Lune took the opportunity to leap in and plunge both

        knives into it's chest while it lay dazed on the floor.  Blood

        spurted from the goblin, spraying her.  She had killed wild animals

        before, but this was different.  It was killing a race that had

        enough intelligence to cast spells, not like the wild boars of the

        island.

        

        The remaining goblin assailant saw he was outmatched, and began to

        turn tail and run.  The goblin leader noticed it, and threw his bone

        club at the coward. The club struck the goblin's head, knocking him

        to the floor, and a small pool of blood began to turn the sand red.

        

        The leader turned his eyes on Sol, and began a silent chant.  Lune

        immediately recognized it as another spell, and began chanting a

        counterspell, using the sand to weave a rune as a focus point.

        

        The leader threw out his hand yelling "Nizapt!" but nothing happened.

        Lune got up and brushed off the sand from her legs, smiling as she

        successfully cast the counterspell in time.  Sol ran at the

        confused goblin, sword lowered and aimed at the goblin's chest.

        The goblin was impaled on the sword, but Sol kept running, and ran

        the sword right into a tree.  The force of the blow killed whatever

        life was left in the goblin.  Sol withdrew his blade, and pushed the

        body off of the sword, then wiped up the blood with a few leaves

        from the tree.

        

        Both children stood in amazement at what had just transpired. They

        heard the stories of danger, but they never expected it to come so

        quickly.  Sheathing his sword, Sol said, "We'll make camp here for

        the night, but we'll throw the bodies into the water.  The blood

        stench might attract more wild animals if we left them here.  We'll

        set forth to L'aquis Castle in the morning."

        

        They set up a large campfire, and threw the bodies into the water,

        then covered the blood stains with water and wet sand. Nothing came

        to them in the night, so they woke up refreshed and ready to move

        on to L'aquis Castle.

        

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        Poets Corner By: CoD Staff

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        Love?

        

        Is there really

        Such a thing as love?

        Is there more then just lust?

        Could love be nothing

        but a mere physical attraction?

        How could opposite's

        have such a strong bond?

        How can they unite and become one?

        Are we just kidding ourselves

        when we say we are in love

        is it all some big game we like to play?

        Or is it real?

        Is it true?

        I want to know what love really is.

        

        -Sarig

        

        Rainstorm

        

        I go out and dance,

        Dance in the rain.

        It cleanses my soul, and washes away my pain

        the lightning flashes

        showing my beaten body

        it gives of a warmth

        that surrounds me in love

        The thunder rolls in taking away all my sin.

        I am pure

        I love these storms

        they save my soul

        they make my spirit whole

        they make peace for me

        all who dance in the rain

        are saved from lifes little game

        it cleanses your soul

        and washes away your pain

        Come out with me

        and dace in the rain.

        

        -Sarig

        

        Blackened skies on moonless night

        an evil portent of what is to come

        the darkness creeping, cut off from light

        crazed denizens of blasphemous creation

        lurking by and by

        waiting for their time to strike

        hoping for the uncautious eye

        Iron gives under razor claw

        as the slither of death permeates from unholy mist

        the raking of their scaly paws

        as wall and bar in their grasp slowly twist

        the castle off on yonder mountain

        masked by powers dark and sinister

        encased within, the evil lord

        who watches on with fanged grin

        awaiting the victory of his hordes

        who lurk in shadow ready to feast

        on any adventurer who judges unwisely

        and falls into death's hanging jaws

        the one pure evil, who waits within

        who commands the beasts encased in shadow

        waits calmly for the uncommon chance

        that he himself may spill yon adventurer's blood

        and feed on the folly of yet another unworthy

        - Alendil

        

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        Quest and Contest By: Elisabet

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        Hear ye!  Hear ye! Duke Luther has chosen his new Scribe.

        Congratulations to all who entered the memoir writing

        contest.  Duke Luther's favorite submission was the submission

        from Kestal.  In second place, was a submission from Jaryl,

        and last but not least, in third place was Giko's submission.

        Please enjoy Kestal's winning submission printed on the next few

        pages.

        

        Deep into the sands of the Blasted Lands lives a mighty dragon

        named, Bahamut, also known as Bammy.  Bammy gets very lonely in

        his cave so isolated from all his dragon friends.  One day Bammy

        decided to try and find a dragon he met a long time ago named,

        Black Rose.

        

        Bammy flew his way over to Knights of the Round and met up with

        Lady Trishia. He gave her one of his swords, 'Justice', in

        exchange for a heart-shaped box. After receiving the box, Bammy

        flew over to Julietta, the Cadbury Chocolate Lady.  Bammy bought

        a few very dark chocolate bars, a bag of semi-sweet charcoal, a

        blacked-chip cookie, and a burned cadbury chocolate bar and placed

        them all into the heart-shaped box.

        

        Then Bammy flew over to Dragon's Pass and stopped by Xanthia's

        Garden to pick some flowers.  He got a Tiffany rose, a yellow rose,

        a Rainbow's end rose, a blood red rose, and a sky-blue rose and

        tied them all up with a red silk scarf he previously received from

        a little girl at Midway of Despair.  He neatly tied the boquet of

        roses to the heart shaped box and flew over to a pyramid deep into

        the Dragon's Pass jungle.

        

        The passage leading into the pyramid, however, was sealed shut.

        Bammy looked around on several of the Saurian Warriors until he

        found a special eye which he placed into a stone socket that opened

        the passage into the pyramid.  He flew through the pyramid as fast

        as he could, anxious to meet up with Black Rose.  Finally he

        arrived at her cave and greeted her.  He bowed before her and

        kissed her hand, causing her to blush a bit.  Bammy didn't know it

        yet, but Black Rose had a little crush on him.  Bammy swiftly

        pulled out the gifts he ventured to get for her and handed them

        to her.  She almost fainted into his arms.  No one had ever given

        her anything before.

        

        Bammy and Black Rose spent a long time together talking and getting

        to know eachother better.

        

        Several months later...

        

        After months of being with Black Rose, Bahamut finally decided to

        propose to her.  He called upon his brother, Shimmergloom, and

        Black Rose's sister, Zylandialtiara, to get together for dinner in

        the dining room in Revelation City.  After getting nudged by his

        brother several times, Bahamut got down on one knee and asked Black

        Rose for her hand in marriage as he slipped onto her finger a ring

        called "Bahamut's Love and Devotion."  Zyla started giggling and

        less than a second later, Black Rose said yes!!  Time passed and

        soon enough Bahamut and Black Rose got married where they first met,

        Xanthia's Garden... and they lived happily ever after.

        

        Fin

        - By: Kestal

        

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        Continuing Story Theme  By: Shingo

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        Rules of the Story:  Read this issue's topic line.  For the next

        issue, we want all of you to write in the next paragraph.  We

        (the Staff of CoD) will choose the best paragraph and print it in

        the next issue (you will be credited and paid a cash prize).

        That paragraph then becomes the subject and you will all write the

        next paragraph to take place!

        

        Example:  Topic is: Prince Charming is looking for a princess.

        Someone writes paragraph 1 to be how Prince Charming finds Princess

        Uglyface. Using paragraph 1 as a subject now, someone writes

        paragraph 2 to be all about how Princess Uglyface dumps Prince

        Charming for his evil twin brother! Now using paragraph 2, someone

        makes Prince Charming kill both his twin brother and the Princess

        and he wanders the land in search of someone else.

        

        For the next issue, you get to write up what paragraph 4 will be

        like, based on what you read in paragraph 3.  The story can take

        any number of twists and turns (there must be SOME reference to the

        previous paragraph, however).  It will continue on until we reach

        paragraph 5, at which point, the story will end, and we will begin

        a brand new topic sentence.

        

        This weeks topic sentence is: Herne has left the otters!

        MUD MAIL ALL PARAGRAPH SUBMISSIONS TO SHINGO

        

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        Orders Exposed  By: Lorel

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        Orders, what do they do and stand for? How can I join one? Why

        should I join one? For a long time i battled with these questions

        before I finally found an order I could relate to. It was a hard

        choice and one which kept me up on many a night. Now as the newest

        member of the CoD im going to try and help newer players to get to

        know the orders of realms better and maybe they will find one that

        suits them.

        

        Begining in issue 38, I will take a closer look at the orders of

        realms and write a summary based on what I found. Im going to take

        a look at the history, leadership, structure and morals of the

        order. I'll also be talking to the members and non-members to build

        up a picture of the order. I hope that my articles will help

        players to find an order they can relate to and join.

        

        The first Order that i will take a close look at is the

        Order of Maidenstone.

        

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        Jaryl's 15 minutes of fame By: Begaria

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        I climbed up the Vallenwood tree up into our guild headquarters to

        find a couple of friends talking.  I noticed that Reol called him

        self a hired assassin from my last article.  I sat down in our HQ

        listening to them talk and Jaryl came up to me and said, put me in

        your next story.

        

        I grinned at him and said I'd think about it.  I got up and walked

        to our healer to get my wounds healed.  Jaryl follow me in there

        and again asked me for him to be in a story of mine.  Again, I

        told him that I would think about it and I left the healer and

        climbed out of the Tree.

        

        I was walking along the trail from our tree to the square when

        Jaryl popped down from a tree above me.  He again, asked if he

        could be in a story.  I was getting a little annoyed with him and

        told him that he just asked me that and I would think about it.

        

        I brushed past him and arrived at the square.  I looked around and

        smiled to myself about the new adventurers who have come to our

        land. Jaryl appeared before me somehow, must've been sneaking, and

        again, asked if he could be in an article.  I glared at him and

        patiently said that I would think about it.

        

        He nodded and I walked off to the east, I was passing the road to

        Mage's guild when Jaryl came running in from the east, which I

        thought was weird since I just left him in the square back in the

        west...must've ran pretty fast around the city to appear before me.

        

        He stopped before me and asked again if he could be in an article.

        I wanted to hit him.  I sighed and told him that he was annoying

        me and I said no.  I left him there and walked back to the square.

        Just before I arrived to the square, Jaryl appeared before me and

        said, Come on man, PLEASE put me in an article!

        

        I growled and said, All right already!  I'll put you in an article,

        just leave me alone. Jaryl grinned happily and took off running

        back to the guild. Now that you know why I'm writing an article

        with Jaryl in it, I'll get on with it.

        

        Jaryl appeared back in the guild and grinned at Reol and said,

        I'm going to be in Begaria's next article! Reol smiled and said,

        That's cool man, wonder what's going to happen in it?

        

        Jaryl grinned and shrugged than strode off to the healer being all

        happy and stuff.  When he arrived to the healer's room, the healer

        wasn't in at the moment so he stood waiting for the healer to come

        back.  A ranger that Jaryl had never seen walked up to Jaryl and

        put something in his hand.  Jaryl looked down at what he was holding

        and it appeared to be a gold coin.  The stranger than said, There

        are many riches buried deep, deep, with in the Moria Hills, that

        gold coin represents 400 million others like it in the hills, now

        that you know the secret, go, and be rich.

        

        The stranger walked off and Jaryl was gasping for air for the

        fortune he was to receive.  He visibly calmed down and got control

        over himself.  He decided not to tell anybody and so started out

        on his adventure.  As Jaryl left the Tree, the stranger watched

        him go and grinned to himself.  The stranger said, That'll teach

        someone to annoy me for an article...

        

        the stranger pulled off his mask and let it drop to the ground,

        and walked back to recall.

        

        Back to Jaryl, he was ecstatic.  Never has he ever gotten an easy

        chance to get rich, and this was it.  He started running and in no

        time he was at the crossroads.

        

        He took the north road and quickly arrived to the hills.  He

        checked the entrance for some clue to where the riches were buried

        but didn't find anything.  He took out the coin that stranger gave

        to him and turned it over.  On the back there was an inscription

        which said, "Take the road which best suits the setting of the sun,

        and go down in the deepest parts of the cave.  Come to the wall

        which is not a wall and find the riches behind it."  Ha.

        No problem.

        

        Jaryl took off down the west path, knowing that the sun sets in

        the west.  He quickly came across a hole and dropped down.  He

        found himself in a maze of gold color.  He followed a path that

        was easily markable and came up to a dead end.

        

        Jaryl looked closely at the western wall at the dead end and

        figured that this was the wall that the coin was talking about.

        He searched the room and quickly found a lever made of rock.

        He flipped the lever and the wall swung out.  Jaryl started to

        get excited again and walked through the newly opened entrance.

        

        There was another hole.  Jaryl shrugged and jumped down the hole.

        He landed in a dark, smelly place and a deep voice growled, Nice

        of you to drop in. Jaryl shivered and stuttered and held his light

        aloft.  Before him, was the huge, angry, scaled dragon of legend.

        

        The Tarrasque. Jaryl quickly drew his sword, prepared to defend

        himself, but his light went out.  All through the caves, all you

        could hear were screams of pain and torture.

        

        At the entrance to Hills, stood the stranger grinning to himself.

        Hell, this is better than my story about Pelmen being hurt by Zyla.

        This'll teach any punk wanting to get there name in one of my

        articles.

        

        And he lived happily ever after.........

        

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        Funny Bones By: CoD Staff

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        Avatar Chat...

        

        Mischief: OoO Chayla

        Chayla: missed my mystical hands lately? ;)

        Mischief: oh baybeeee don't you know it

        Mischief: only you can mystically touch me in just the right way

        Chayla: i feel so special ;)

        

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        One day near The Throne of Zeus, in Olympus:

        

        Skaphia says 'i gotta go grab heals, sit down everyone'

        Luzopinz says 'wait a sec'

        Luzopinz drops an extradimensional portal.

        Zeus gets an extradimensional portal.

        Luzopinz eeps!

        Luzopinz giggles.

        Luzopinz says 'now zeus has heals'

        

        Realms Chatter...

        

        Reznok chats 'I wanna talk with Balzhur, face to face, about

        his anger problem.'

        Reznok chats 'But the immortals won't let me.'

        

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        All in 10 seconds...

        

        Reol arrives from the southeast.

        Reol leaves west.

        Reol stumbles drunkenly in from the west.

        Reol drunkenly stumbles into a nearby obstacle.

        Reol stumbles drunkenly, trips and tumbles to the ground.

        Reol doesn't need your help.

        Reol peers intently about the area, looking for thieves no doubt.

        Reol rises from his rest.

        Reol drunkenly stumbles into a nearby obstacle.

        Reol drools on himself.

        Reol stumbles drunkenly southeast.

        Reol arrives from the southeast.

        Reol leaves west.

        

        Funny Titles

        

        Bronia can't make a comeback - she hasn't been anywhere.

        Turalyon- creator of tuna safe dolphin.

        Gilgalad the little storage that could.

        Euoia Aoe, official shmuck & spoiled brat.

        Arrianna has been sucked into the void.

        Pyrr would like to spank Britney just one more time...

        Golga Rocarlen,new and improved storage with roller door.

        Dolmannt loves everyone but you.

        Grathuan says, 'Elmo wants promiscuous sex!'.

        Zistrosk is ever vigilant... except when he isn't.

        Deodato sits here, munching on Bamboo.

        Merf is realy a monkey in a merf suit.

        Tarlin can't think of anything funny right now.

        

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        Announcements By: CoD Staff

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        Happy Retirement, Calis!


        
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        A loud trumpet sounds in the distance....

        

        A date has been set for the next National Olympics.

        It will be on Saturday, August 26.  Check with your

        nation for more info!!!

        

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