From: baphelocl@aol.com (Bapheloc L)
Date: 07 Aug 1998 15:30:05 EDT
Clarification,
I never said this affair was "private", I just said it was "personal". There is a difference.
Honor to thyself, Respect to others,
Baphelocutis est Lathadoscia
::sealed in wax by the signet ring stamp of the royal family Lathadoscia::
"Issue of Baronial Challenge"
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From: xvevan@aol.com (XvEvan)
Date: 07 Aug 1998 17:52:18 EDT
If the issue at hand were, Baphelocutis, truly private...you would have settled your differences in a private medium. Your 'public' challenge is all that is required to bring the community into it, and bring them you have. Do you truly wish to honor others, Baphelocutis? Perhaps you ought to better consider your actions before committing them.
Hey pal. Try signing your posts next time so you can get bashed at the boards as well. And private? The problem lays in Baph's and Lupton's hands. You just get to see some of 'why' this is going on.
-Evan Rush Rynth
Date: 07 Aug 1998 17:52:18 EDT
If the issue at hand were, Baphelocutis, truly private...you would have settled your differences in a private medium. Your 'public' challenge is all that is required to bring the community into it, and bring them you have. Do you truly wish to honor others, Baphelocutis? Perhaps you ought to better consider your actions before committing them.
Hey pal. Try signing your posts next time so you can get bashed at the boards as well. And private? The problem lays in Baph's and Lupton's hands. You just get to see some of 'why' this is going on.
-Evan Rush Rynth
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From: krollon@aol.com (Krollon)
Date: 08 Aug 1998 01:13:18 EDT
Bapheloc,
Three words: Crush him utterly.
Simply,
Krollon
Date: 08 Aug 1998 01:13:18 EDT
Bapheloc,
Three words: Crush him utterly.
Simply,
Krollon
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From: noellemg@aol.com (Noelle MG)
Date: 09 Aug 1998 04:34:36 EDT
<<This is a personal issue that I wish not to have to involve other with. For those that do side with Lupton in this challenge I will assume that you are condoning the criminal betrayal he didst upon me and will remember that rather personally.>>
::Having read past postings, and not one to stomach boisterous threats or presumed assumptions by this mongrel dog. Smiles softly, knowing this may be one of the few times, she and Var may stand upon opposing sides, pens a short note to the underdog::
Skill be with you, m'lord Lupton.
May your blade strike quick and true.
~Lady Noelle Medici-Giovanni
Date: 09 Aug 1998 04:34:36 EDT
<<This is a personal issue that I wish not to have to involve other with. For those that do side with Lupton in this challenge I will assume that you are condoning the criminal betrayal he didst upon me and will remember that rather personally.>>
::Having read past postings, and not one to stomach boisterous threats or presumed assumptions by this mongrel dog. Smiles softly, knowing this may be one of the few times, she and Var may stand upon opposing sides, pens a short note to the underdog::
Skill be with you, m'lord Lupton.
May your blade strike quick and true.
~Lady Noelle Medici-Giovanni
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From: prlunicorn@aol.com (PrlUnicorn)
Date: 09 Aug 1998 05:17:06 EDT
Baphe...
Kick 'is arse.. and Gloria..may Baphe's victory be yours as well.
Collie
Date: 09 Aug 1998 05:17:06 EDT
Baphe...
Kick 'is arse.. and Gloria..may Baphe's victory be yours as well.
Collie
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From: baphelocl@aol.com (Bapheloc L)
Date: 10 Aug 1998 16:18:56 EDT
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
The familiar sound could be heard ringing through not only Dragon Mountain, but as well in the valley of the lair of the WarDrac. The powerful sound of the WarDrac's weapon, the Sceptur of Baphelocutis, fondly known as the "SoB", was banging away at a training drill aparatus. With each sweeping manuever of the bladed end of the SoB whistling through the air to strike true to the kata, the sound would ring out through the valley.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
The muscles of the draconian glistening in the morning sun as he worked out for the evening events. For him this simple training exercise was a meditative discipline to focus his warrior energies. He needed all of his focus, for he knew emotion would be riding high tonight to repay the traitorous man he once called family. So with each manuever he kept a methodical relgious fervor of discipline to execute precisely.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
Whether he was ready or not, he had chosen his destiny and would live by his oath to avenge the betrayal of Lathadoscia. He had been House champion for so long and must now correct his mistake by championing them once again, but for his own honor. So he toiled through once begrudge required drills to find his centering. To balance himself with each step and with each strike to let his blade lead the dance to victory of destiny.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
Date: 10 Aug 1998 16:18:56 EDT
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
The familiar sound could be heard ringing through not only Dragon Mountain, but as well in the valley of the lair of the WarDrac. The powerful sound of the WarDrac's weapon, the Sceptur of Baphelocutis, fondly known as the "SoB", was banging away at a training drill aparatus. With each sweeping manuever of the bladed end of the SoB whistling through the air to strike true to the kata, the sound would ring out through the valley.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
The muscles of the draconian glistening in the morning sun as he worked out for the evening events. For him this simple training exercise was a meditative discipline to focus his warrior energies. He needed all of his focus, for he knew emotion would be riding high tonight to repay the traitorous man he once called family. So with each manuever he kept a methodical relgious fervor of discipline to execute precisely.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...
Whether he was ready or not, he had chosen his destiny and would live by his oath to avenge the betrayal of Lathadoscia. He had been House champion for so long and must now correct his mistake by championing them once again, but for his own honor. So he toiled through once begrudge required drills to find his centering. To balance himself with each step and with each strike to let his blade lead the dance to victory of destiny.
...Clang...Clang...Clang...