[MP Game] The Eye of Chaos

#1 January 18th, 2004, 04:12 PM

The server hosts then, it will be running pretty much 24/7 so you can play your turn any time after 12:00 Noon EST for that day and the next morning.

Thilock_Dominus · #2 January 18th, 2004, 04:14 PM

okay, cool!

aldin · #3 January 18th, 2004, 04:45 PM

The years passed swiftly under the mountain as the Smiths of Ulm plied their craft. It was not a good era, the people often went hungry. There was also no focus - no purpose - no hope. Yet from his forge far to the east, Pug felt the silent cry of his people. Sliding his Anvil into the pouch at his side and slinging his massive hammer, Throg, over his shoulder, Pug moved West. When the people of Ulm saw him, they knew him as the True Smith. They bowed stiff necks and kneeled before their new master. It was the beginning of a new era for Ulm.

~Aldin

Xom · #4 January 18th, 2004, 04:45 PM

After decades of preparations ancient rituals of tremendous power has been performed in the Sunken City. Many illithid died in the process and mind of many more collapsed. Shadows crept in dreams of every sentient being when Void Gate opened and strange being entered underwater halls. Power known only as Faceless arrived.

atul · #5 January 18th, 2004, 04:57 PM

There are those who claim that the Truth is to be found amongst the stars.

There are those who seek the Answers from the dark caverns and neverending tunnels.

There are those who see what is around us and claim that it is all there is.

They are all correct. And, every one of them, so wrong. As you cannot tell what a diamond is by looking a single facet, it is impossible to determine the Fate of the world by just looking at one part of it.

Thus, with signs of coming dark times clearly visible to everyone, a conclave was held. The astrologers who had read the stars met with strange mystics of deep caves and all-seeing priestesses to finally delve the name of the True God To Be. And the name of that god was Kasadye, and He was to be known as Commander of Truth, Fiend of the Wounding Spear, the Teacher of Philosophy, God of Flames and by many, many other names.

(Of course, there was this one mystic who kept claiming that the world is shaped like a doughnut, but he's been doing that "mystic's cave" thing for far too long now, so please don't mind him)

Once more the hoplites don their armour, charioteers sharpen their scythes and animal handlers train elephants. Arcoscephale is ready for the coming war. Woe to her enemies.

#6 January 18th, 2004, 05:24 PM

I will now be sending out the Emails with the game IP and Port. I do not have an Email for Alexi, so if in the first hout he is unable to show and upload his pretender and give me his Email I will move to the Reserve. If you upload your pretender, please leave yourself connected until I start the game to get the game locked in. The cut off time for those unable to load their pretender is 1:50 PM (EST) if you have not shown up by that time, I will ask one of the Reserve to upload their pretender via Email.

[ January 18, 2004, 15:46: Message edited by: Zen ]

Thilock_Dominus · #7 January 18th, 2004, 05:45 PM

"It's time!" whispered a dark mysterious voice out from the shadows. Only two huge red reptile eyes lurking from the blurred darkness could tell where the thundering sound came from before it shattered on the moss covered walls and echoed through the dark halls of the ancient C'tis temple. "Yesss, my godnesss!" replied Uzim a novice priest of the Swamp temple. "Everything isss ready for your arravial!" hissed Uzim nervously while bowing honourable. "Gooood!" trample the mysterious voice through the halls...