I know what my problem is, what's yours?

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From: novashayde@aol.com (NovaShayde)
Date: 04 Jul 1998 19:55:54 EDT

The ebon-skinned warrior simply attaches a piece of paper to the board, reading:


"To whom it may concern,


When I first arrived here, I took a room at the Red Dragon Inn, hoping my stay would not be all too long. The moment I opened the door to the above establishment, I was hammered by a horrible stentch the likes of which I had never before had the displeasure of sensing. It was a mixture of body odor, stale beer, rotted food, and, more than likely, rotting people. As I walked through the Inn, those smells retreated in the face of another
stentch... this one I was long familiar with. As I drew closer to the basement stairway, I came to realize this distinct smell which was so overpowering it actually felled the stentch of the Inn before it was emanating from an Arena tucked beneath the floorboards of a seedy tavern.
Now, I couldn't quite figure out how the stentch of horse manure could be found in an underground arena. At first, when I came down those stairs, I thought maybe they used horse manure in the ring sands to absorb blood. And then, I saw it... in all its ill-shining glory. It was a message board, smelling of horse manure, and stinking up the Inn above worse than its regular patrons do. Now, seeming as though you each duel in what I can only
assume to be rented space since your duels take place in the basement like so many other well-respected sports of leisure (dog-fighting comes to mind)... or is this more of a shady political underground network? I still can't decide on which. I digress, I thought perhaps the owners of the Inn would complain about the odor, but apparently their olfactory senses have long since left them.
And so, it is up to me to ask you all kindly to stop shoveling your manure into a pile beside these boards. If not for your own sakes to keep you from killing each other over whose opinion is the right opinion (and just to clear it up, both sides spouting on just about every issue down here would be better argued by dim-witted, mute monkeys), then for the sake of those that must live in the filthy hole above your head. Many is the time where
I have awakened to the sickening stentch of manure floating up through the floorboards, laid out by some jug-headed, foul-smelling idiot the night before... undoubtedly written in the guise of honor or righteousness or some other flighty concept which mankind has been arguing over since the ideas were first dreamed up... and speaking on how their specific code of honor must be upheld or they were insulted by some jerk with a title and therefore must
challenge for that title in retribution so that they may assume the role of "Jerk with Title". Honestly, it boggles the mind.
The amount of time spent here, shoveling more onto the pile, by practically every person with a rank of consequence is possibly the biggest waste in this land. To offer just about every string of manure after manure as evidence... nothing is ever solved here. You all just continue to stink up the place adding your two bits of manure onto an ever-growing pile. Now, I'm not saying your opinions are good for nothing, indeed, many have provided
me with hours of side-splitting laughter and some have even caused me to pause and contemplate, but I think even the most hard-headed of you can agree that nothing is accomplished here. If you are so filled with hate and bile as to some title holder's opinions or skills... or if you are so arrogant as to drag your knuckles across the floor to attempt to proclaim yourself King of the Arena, and to hell with anyone who gets in your way... whatever
your problem is:
On behalf of those that must live with the foul-odors you all emit each time you regurgitate your opinions, perhaps you can all work out your anger in your inter-personal relationships like the rest of us, and stop trying to change the world view one opinion at a time by conflicting your words with someone else's. If someone has wronged you or you disagree... especially if they are a title holder... then hit them over the head and take
whatever vengeance you seek. In the future, leave the hateful words to those fans that merely watch the bloodsport and do not partake in the gloriousness of the "ever-honorable" battle.

Thank you,
Nova Red Arrow
Room 329, Red Dragon Inn"

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From: riftwars@aol.com (Riftwars)
Date: 04 Jul 1998 22:06:09 EDT


Yea!!

you said it all!

RIFT

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From: lexigirl1@aol.com (LexiGirl1)
Date: 05 Jul 1998 08:08:08 EDT

::heartily agrees as she reads, a smile forming upon her lips::
Lexi

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From: ace223344@aol.com (ACE223344)
Date: 05 Jul 1998 10:56:44 EDT

::Reads the post, and just stands there appaled. Finally breaks out laughing, and walks away::

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From: cgwenutt@aol.com (Cgwenutt)
Date: 05 Jul 1998 20:34:41 EDT

::thinks at first about the word Manure and the first name that comes to mind is Roland, but then reads on and smiles...knows it's an awesome letter::


Andrew Forcer

Emerald, Magician, Commoner

Spiffy guy, too

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From: natealmalk@aol.com (Natealmalk)
Date: 07 Jul 1998 16:27:19 EDT

::reads the post and raises a brow walking off::

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From: sirduel@aol.com (Sir Duel)
Date: 04 Oct 1998 01:54:09 EDT


::wonders if the only thing richard does is look and laugh, shrugs and wanders off::
((NAP))