From: hostpcgpoison@aol.com (HOST PCG Poison)
Date: 21 Aug 2002 23:40:37 EDT
Ladies and Gents, Creatures and Such,
On the fair eve o' the 21st o' the 8th month, be it know that....
Baron Unagi Miyamoto and Warlord Saryna Snake did face the other in a best o' three format to see who would retain the right ta wear the 3rd Baron's Ring..The Baron's 5th defense o' the Ring I believe is the last count for Unagi after this match.
The Baron and the Challenger were fair matched the first few rounds o' the first duel, but by the 5th round Unagi was pulling steadily away ta take a tight 'old ta the lead sealin' the win in the 8th round 5-2.
The Snake ne'er recovered.....
Unagi showed skill in dispatchin' Saryna but she 'eld in there fer 7 gruelin' rounds. The second match o' the eve....the Baron took the second match 5-0 in 7 rounds, provin' 'is right ta wear the 3rd Ring.
So noted and called
Altara d Poison
HOST PCG Poison
Defense o' the 3rd Baronial Ring
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From: unagim@aol.com (Unagi M)
Date: 22 Aug 2002 10:29:58 EDT
::the victorious samurai returned to his compund inside the bamboo walls after the bloody match, limping slightly from the effects of Saryna's venom still festering in his leg. After racking his swords in the antechamber, Unagi turned toward the kitchens, his slippered feet passing over the cricketboard floors without releasing any betraying sound. In the kitchen, at the
cutting bar, he drew from his nondescript kimono the chunk of snake flesh he had recovered from the floor of the challenge ring and set to work with all the skills of a premier fugu chef. Properly prepared, the natural poisons of the meat would be an antidote to the venom that threatened not just limb but life. Improperly prepared... ah, well... there are other worlds than this.::
Date: 22 Aug 2002 10:29:58 EDT
::the victorious samurai returned to his compund inside the bamboo walls after the bloody match, limping slightly from the effects of Saryna's venom still festering in his leg. After racking his swords in the antechamber, Unagi turned toward the kitchens, his slippered feet passing over the cricketboard floors without releasing any betraying sound. In the kitchen, at the
cutting bar, he drew from his nondescript kimono the chunk of snake flesh he had recovered from the floor of the challenge ring and set to work with all the skills of a premier fugu chef. Properly prepared, the natural poisons of the meat would be an antidote to the venom that threatened not just limb but life. Improperly prepared... ah, well... there are other worlds than this.::