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The Fellowship Halls (Fellowship of the Ring Empire Thread)
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I am going to retrieve myself to the inner walls of the Temple for a long weekend of Meditation. 
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 Get away from there Terl, they are mixing your drinks (I mean spiking your drinks) with something evil, come back to the Temple at once, our proximity to the FOTR without having finish our quest is affecting our minds, we must find The Light before we can associate with the wizards.
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Good night every one it is time for me to go home, 10 hours of work are enough. But I had a big deadline, chatting with you all make my day go fast, wish you all the best. Talk to you later, maybe from home.
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Hey Greldon why don't you come and join us, we could have some great time all together, seems that not a whole a lot of people with the exception of you and Theoden are hanging around lately. Bye
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| I am also looking forward to the bowl games. Go Oregon Ducks and go Oregon State Beavers |
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Your ducks didn't fare well. But your beavs worked someone over.
FIGHT ON!!!!! #9 BABY!!!!!
          
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Apologies for not contributing to the Empire score these couple of weeks.
Been busy over at Starchamber.net, battling other players. 
Just won my first tournament today (24 players, biggest tourney yet). What a rush!   
Drinks at the Pony are on me!
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Man, I go away for a few days and what happens? The message board is full of spam and puke (not the most appetising combination) and our lead over the SF is down to a few points.
   
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Hey guys! We've been having quite a time over at the Pony! This weekend looks pretty busy for me. The wife and I are getting a babysitter tonight! I can guarantee there won't be any GalCiv going on tonite!!
You guys have a great weekend.
 
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#1237
by Citizen Greldon - 1/10/2004 11:44:04 AM
| Hey Greldon why don't you come and join us, we could have some great time all together, seems that not a whole a lot of people with the exception of you and Theoden are hanging around lately. |
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| He reaches for a fine piece of mutton and claps Greldon on the shoulder with his other paw. "C'mon lad, dig in, eat up, and enjoy!""Bah, there's no evil in this drink nor in this food," Terl said to those at his table. "No, here there's comraderie, tales of bravery, tales of old, and tales of glories yet to be!" |
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Terl: It is good for two warriors to share drink (head spinning while trying to focus on two images of Terl) and stories as we did last night at the Prancing Pony. I hope I didn’t say or do anything I shouldn’t have.
Terl, I really do think Emperor Seeker Master suffered extensive brain damage from our secret weapon. First he babbles something about not needing guns to crumble the FotR Empire. He also stated that Theoden and myself, seemed to be the only Fellowship members around these days and then asked me to defect! Let me assure you, my loyalty to FotR can’t be swayed, and while our council may have been quiet lately, my faith in them remains. I fear for the fate of the Empire of the Light if your Emperor’s condition continues to degrade.
I offer as proof of my loyalty and the resolve of The Fellowship of the Ring to maintain it’s position in the Metaverse, a 60K tidbit I just submitted!
Have a nice day!
 
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#1239
by Veteran Terl - 1/10/2004 1:51:59 PM
| I offer as proof of my loyalty and the resolve of The Fellowship of the Ring to maintain it’s position in the Metaverse, a 60K tidbit I just submitted! |
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Terl woke up and tried to remember exactly where he was. There was a party going on around him. He seemed to remember vague bits of wild rantings interspersed with joyful, rambuntious comraderie and fellowship. Yes, he remembered now! Greldon, what a fine warrior and definitely one to have covering your back.
Terl reached for his drink, tossed it back, and decided, kerbango or not this stuff was pretty doggoned good. He rose from the table, stretched and wandered off to get another drink and a bit of food.
Yes, he knew Greldon was loyal to FoTR and he could now see why as he watched those in the inn jovially carrying on and sharing stories of great fights and quests. He wondered now why his emperor had gone on so last night, and wondered what the Seeker was up to and what his aims were. Too much thinking! Terl got his drink and joined in a tale of someone named Bilbo. He knew not who this Bilbo was but the tale was long and filled with great valor.
He spotted Greldon and rose his mug high in a salutory fashion to congratulate Greldon on his great victory last night.
  
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#1240
by Citizen Greldon - 1/10/2004 4:47:06 PM
| He wondered now why his emperor had gone on so last night, and wondered what the Seeker was up to and what his aims were. |
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Perhaps it began when Seeker overheard Theoden and I discussing Theoden’s discovery of the LIGHT. Theoden was right, by the way ….. I’ve just returned from procuring supplies and I’ll be damned if it wasn’t right there! About half way down isle 4, on the left, third shelf from the top, directly under the Chicken of the Sea Tuna, and just left of the potted meats, shining like a beacon …….. SPAM LITE! I swear to you Terl, this is the truth!
Or maybe it’s nothing more than the trauma he suffered when our secret weapon was deployed ….. I still haven’t found out who deployed the weapon in the first place. There was no order given by the council, and no overlord will admit to deploying the weapon. No one can figure out how our security was breached, but after learning of Seeker’s knowledge of cloning technology, I wonder if perhaps our security was breached by a clone of one of our officials, and something went terribly wrong causing the weapon to deploy unexpectedly? I suppose we’ll never know.
It could simply be that the stress of leadership is more than he can withstand, and is crumbling under its weight.
Oh well …. We can hope the passing of time will help him regain his path.
By the way, congratulations on your rise to Chaotic Good!
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Wombat came downstairs and looked at the mess scattered over the Prancing Pony's bar. Terl was just managing to lever himself up off the floor, while Greldon passed a bleary eyed wave of greeting from his position slumped near the fireplace. Terl's white seeker robe was stained with...stuff. Ah, these kids can't hold their mulled wine, thought Wombat...thank goodness Theoden isn't here to see this. He'd heard that Theoden had gone off wenching...and now was the perfect time for a little sabotage....
 
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Slowly the door of the Prancing Pony's Bar opened letting a strange figure covered with a white robe enter thru, the figure approached the table where Terl was siiting with his head resting on the table where the drinks we scattered.
Suddenly the figure uncover the hut that was concealing his identity. Master Terl the figure spoke, it is me, The Seeker Master, what has happened here? Terl with a very low voice explained to the Seeker Master the events of the day. The Seeker master shook his head and said to Terl, sorry old friend, I just arrived here, my ship was sabotaged by a changeling disguised as one of our crew members, we were unable to capture him and we were stranded at the Urhkarkha system for a while, after repairing the ship we were able to track the Changeling to this planet and according with what you have told me, I see that he has been around here, but don't worry my old friend we already captured him and are delivering him right now to the Drenging Empire where he has some debts to pay.
I have seen strange things happening here, but I was unable to reach you on time to warn you about the changeling. Lets go all friend, it is time to go home. While you were absent we were able to recover the Second Key and now we have the plans for the next Key.
Sorry friends of the FOTR for this misunderstanding and my apologies for any damaged caused by the impostor who assumed my personality and created so much trouble for both of our empires, be aware of one thing there are more of those changeling around here. We have developed a psiochronic device that will help us and anyone who has possesion of it to detect the presence of these spies. As a gesture of gratitude for taking care of Terl during my absence I am sending one of the prototypes to your security forces.
The old figure took the tired body of his friend and carried him to the spaceship parked outside the bar, silently his figure disappeared in the darkness of the night.
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Special Forces: 3885005
Fellowship: 3879938
all part of the plan;
a goal, achieved, becomes dust.
in losing, we win.
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Theoden had spent the evening in a comfortable room entertaining his favorite wench, Lady Nicole. Ahh, the effects of their favorite ale made the time spent intoxicating to say the least! After feasting on a 16 oz slab of beef, cooked to perfection, the two retired back to their home for a more intimate setting. With the child whisked away by the in-laws, the home felt more secluded and quiet. The rest of the evening was spent in..well...suffice to say the evening went very, very well indeed!
The morn brought snowy sunlight beaming into the windows of the home, causing Theoden and his lady to rise and prepare to meet the coming day. After a hearty breakfast of eggs and toast, the two readied themselves to bring their child home.
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We had a great time last night! Gonna go pick up the baby in a bit and maybe do a little shopping. Great job on the 60k and the party at the Pony, Greldon! Looks like the barmaids will be busy for hours cleaning up this mess!
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| What is this? The FotR? Or the Jedi Republic? |
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It is an inversion of my motto, 'In winning, we lose' - the title of one of my old stories ( Link).
Incidentally, when the Jedi reached the position of number one empire, they split up and never recovered. In winning, they lost. In losing, we won. The Fellowhip has remained at the top for so long precisely because we don't care too much about 'winning'. If we did, we'd have lost interest as soon as soon as our goal was achieved. Let us see which guiding principle is ultimately victorious; the elitism of the Special Forces, or Fellowship.
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| I half-heartedly waved to Wombat as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He paused momentarily at the foot of the stairs to survey the room. A sudden wave of anxiety swept over me as I saw a slight grin appear on the face of Wombat as he moved towards the door. I don’t know what caused this sudden apprehension, but I do remember (I think?) that Seek Master claimed it had been Special Forces who provided him with the antidote to the secret weapon. How could Special Forces develop an antidote to a weapon that no knew existed? Did Wombat provide Seeker with the cloning technology as well? There are many unanswered questions. |
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Terrible times we are living now my good friend an entire army of clonned changelings have been detected around the Metaverse, no one knows for sure whom they are working for, but since The Empire of The Light started its quest this army was activated. Must be very careful, use the device I provided you with and you will find who your friends are and who are foes.
I am sorry for any damage that this spy may have caused between our empires. I am going back to my ship, my friends at the Temple discovered two changelings there, but they were detected before they did any harm. So watch your back and test all, by their fruits you shall recognize them. (Scroll of Wisdom)
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