From: ixdaelinxi@aol.com (IXDaelinXI)
Date: 05 Oct 1998 20:31:25 EDT
Dear Mystery Machine-Maker,
This is to inform you that I want to see you personally, I want to see if preying upon innocent women with your "toys" has made you feel man enough to take on a meaningless sword-weilder. I may be obsolete, but we'll determine that later, Be warned, if you do not respond, I will begin searching you out myself unless someone else wishes to join the cause. But when you harm my friends, you harm me, and that cannot and will not be ignored. So what's it
going to be?
::scrawled in blazing blue ink::
~Daelin Dragonsblade~
~Warlord of the DoS~
~Crown Prince of Dragonia~
~Member of House Dragoon-Talanador~
To the Machine-Maker.
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From: khanjorah@aol.com (Khan Jorah)
Date: 06 Oct 1998 17:24:39 EDT
Sending his Globe of Seeing, cloaked in a spell of invisibility, he guides it towards the message boards to seek out any new information. Then, with an amused chuckle, he comes across the challenge of the Warlord, Daelin Dragonsblade.
The globe scans over the bravely worded text, written ever so eloquently in an effort to draw him out. A sardonic smile appeard as he reads over the final line. "So what's it going to be?" Then, open laughter.
He closes his eyes and concentrates easily, not taking too much effort for this spell to be cast, a spell of response to the letter. Shortly thereafter, words of his own appear under the Warlords.
Daelin Dragonsblade
Warlord of the DoS
Crown Prince of Dragonia
Member of House Dragoon-Talanador,
For one who considers himself Obsolete and Meaningless, it is obvious you are not worth my time and effort. More than likely it would be a waste of my valueable time and energy. If, perhaps, you could give me a reason to meet with you, I may consider it. Otherwise you're nothing to me.
Khan J.P.I.
With a smirk he cast the final part of the spell, causing the words to be burned into the paper. He then guided the unseen globe around the arena to see what other points of interest he might aquire.
"Pawn takes Pawn"
Date: 06 Oct 1998 17:24:39 EDT
Sending his Globe of Seeing, cloaked in a spell of invisibility, he guides it towards the message boards to seek out any new information. Then, with an amused chuckle, he comes across the challenge of the Warlord, Daelin Dragonsblade.
The globe scans over the bravely worded text, written ever so eloquently in an effort to draw him out. A sardonic smile appeard as he reads over the final line. "So what's it going to be?" Then, open laughter.
He closes his eyes and concentrates easily, not taking too much effort for this spell to be cast, a spell of response to the letter. Shortly thereafter, words of his own appear under the Warlords.
Daelin Dragonsblade
Warlord of the DoS
Crown Prince of Dragonia
Member of House Dragoon-Talanador,
For one who considers himself Obsolete and Meaningless, it is obvious you are not worth my time and effort. More than likely it would be a waste of my valueable time and energy. If, perhaps, you could give me a reason to meet with you, I may consider it. Otherwise you're nothing to me.
Khan J.P.I.
With a smirk he cast the final part of the spell, causing the words to be burned into the paper. He then guided the unseen globe around the arena to see what other points of interest he might aquire.
"Pawn takes Pawn"
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From: drakewyni@aol.com (Drakewyn I)
Date: 07 Oct 1998 21:36:29 EDT
Going over the messages, she notes an interesting one, followed by one that grabs her attention fully. "So, he is paying attention..." Taking out a quill, she pens a quick note of her own.
Khan Jorah.
You've been doing a remarkably good job of hiding from me, making sure your attacks co-inside with my being away... I am impressed with the level of caution you are displaying. Truely, even the greatest of cowards could not hide so well as you.
Regards...
Lady Drake, aka the Gryphon
Date: 07 Oct 1998 21:36:29 EDT
Going over the messages, she notes an interesting one, followed by one that grabs her attention fully. "So, he is paying attention..." Taking out a quill, she pens a quick note of her own.
Khan Jorah.
You've been doing a remarkably good job of hiding from me, making sure your attacks co-inside with my being away... I am impressed with the level of caution you are displaying. Truely, even the greatest of cowards could not hide so well as you.
Regards...
Lady Drake, aka the Gryphon
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From: ixdaelinxi@aol.com (IXDaelinXI)
Date: 07 Oct 1998 21:58:42 EDT
::nods calmly reading Drake's post, he picks up a pin, fully intending to meet this may if it means the death of him::
Yes sir,
I agree with the lady Drakewyn on this one. Besides, when I mentioned myself as "lowly" and "obsolete" it was quite a pun. Now sir, I fully intend to meet you. We can discuss this calmly or settle it in other ways..I await your response.
::scrawled in blazing blue ink::
~Daelin Dragonsblade~
~Warlord of the DoS~
~Crown Prince of Dragonia~
~Member of House Dragoon-Talanador~
Date: 07 Oct 1998 21:58:42 EDT
::nods calmly reading Drake's post, he picks up a pin, fully intending to meet this may if it means the death of him::
Yes sir,
I agree with the lady Drakewyn on this one. Besides, when I mentioned myself as "lowly" and "obsolete" it was quite a pun. Now sir, I fully intend to meet you. We can discuss this calmly or settle it in other ways..I await your response.
::scrawled in blazing blue ink::
~Daelin Dragonsblade~
~Warlord of the DoS~
~Crown Prince of Dragonia~
~Member of House Dragoon-Talanador~
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From: khanjorah@aol.com (Khan Jorah)
Date: 11 Oct 1998 17:28:40 EDT
Again, the Globe of Seeing scours the Arena, listening and sending information back to its master. He hears all the stories, but becomes intruiged by several words concerning the Second Child. Before dealing with that, he sends the Globe to see what has been written on the ancient cork.
He reads, through the Globe, the messages from Drakewn Silvertree and Daelin Dragonsblade, and cannot help but laugh. Considering a response, he leans back in his chair. He smiles, considering the attack on his bravery, knowing it truly doesn't matter to him, seeing that for what it is. Merely a ploy to attempt to get him to show himself before he wishes. Deciding on a course of action, he sends the reply to be burned into the paper through the
Globe, which remains unseen to all.
My dear Miss Silvertree,
Your attempts are noted, brave words I've heard before from thousands of people in thousands of realms thousands of times. It no more worked then, than it does now. Mere coincedence you were not present for my tests, lest what happened to the rest may well have happened to you. Rest easy, young one. And know that I am aware of your age, you are still young to I.
Dragonsblade,
You refered to your "pun", I see it as truth that you have yet to acknowledge. But you shall see. You just shall not see me. For you and I have not to discuss.
Enjoy your wait, my friends.
J.P.I.
Upon finishing his notation, he breathes easy again, having some minor amount of energy sapped from the concentration of the spell, not enough to effect him in any physical way, but enough to notice the drain. He then conjures the Globe to return to the realm from which it came.
"Add the player substitutions"
Date: 11 Oct 1998 17:28:40 EDT
Again, the Globe of Seeing scours the Arena, listening and sending information back to its master. He hears all the stories, but becomes intruiged by several words concerning the Second Child. Before dealing with that, he sends the Globe to see what has been written on the ancient cork.
He reads, through the Globe, the messages from Drakewn Silvertree and Daelin Dragonsblade, and cannot help but laugh. Considering a response, he leans back in his chair. He smiles, considering the attack on his bravery, knowing it truly doesn't matter to him, seeing that for what it is. Merely a ploy to attempt to get him to show himself before he wishes. Deciding on a course of action, he sends the reply to be burned into the paper through the
Globe, which remains unseen to all.
My dear Miss Silvertree,
Your attempts are noted, brave words I've heard before from thousands of people in thousands of realms thousands of times. It no more worked then, than it does now. Mere coincedence you were not present for my tests, lest what happened to the rest may well have happened to you. Rest easy, young one. And know that I am aware of your age, you are still young to I.
Dragonsblade,
You refered to your "pun", I see it as truth that you have yet to acknowledge. But you shall see. You just shall not see me. For you and I have not to discuss.
Enjoy your wait, my friends.
J.P.I.
Upon finishing his notation, he breathes easy again, having some minor amount of energy sapped from the concentration of the spell, not enough to effect him in any physical way, but enough to notice the drain. He then conjures the Globe to return to the realm from which it came.
"Add the player substitutions"
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From: drakewyni@aol.com (Drakewyn I)
Date: 12 Oct 1998 02:07:37 EDT
Jorah.
Your words do not fright me, nor your "machines." I am young, yes, but in youth lies strength and power and detirmination.
You work your ways behind the scenes, thinking yourself unassailable... I think it will soon be time to test that thought...
Lady Drake, aka the Gryphon
Date: 12 Oct 1998 02:07:37 EDT
Jorah.
Your words do not fright me, nor your "machines." I am young, yes, but in youth lies strength and power and detirmination.
You work your ways behind the scenes, thinking yourself unassailable... I think it will soon be time to test that thought...
Lady Drake, aka the Gryphon