Re: A Helping (Scale-Covered) Hand
 

I hope the upgrade will soon be put on the server.

Re: A Helping (Scale-Covered) Hand
 

I will upgrade to 3.04 tonight.

Re: A Helping (Scale-Covered) Hand
 

Server has been upgraded to 3.04. The turn timer has been reset.

Re: A Helping (Scale-Covered) Hand
 

thanks, that's a relief...

The Trump Card
 

It was a chilly night. He walked into his tent and looked around, thinking if there was anything left he had to do.

"Just one more task," he said to himself as he lied down. Soon he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
...
His eyes opened, nothing but darkness. He stood up and waited for it to happen as it always did. Suddenly light with no apparent origin illuminated his surroundings. He was standing in a large stone room connected to a hall consumed by shadow. Light could not pierce it.

He walked toward hall and stood before the darkness. A hissing sound emitted from the corridor and two yellow snake-like eyes appeared hovering in the blackness. The lizardman bowed.

"What do you want, my Lord?"

"How hasss the newsss idea been working?" hissed the darkness.

"The people seem to be genuinely pleased, but I must ask, why use the network of stone spheres to give them news that does not seem to be friendly to your cause?"

"Effectively giving information isss the firssst ssstep. Controlling that information comesss sssecond. We will deal with that later. For now, I want you to ssset up a new part of the counsssil. It will consssissst of twenty membersss, and they all will be Sssauromansssersss."

"Sauromancers! You trust Sauromancers!"

"They ressspect magic, of which I am ssskilled at. Ssso, yesss, I trussst them...enough. Thisss twenty Sssauromanssser group shall be called the Conclave, and they will be able to override anything the C’tisss Counsssil proposssesss."

"What!? The people are already unhappy. Doing this will result in even more protests."

"Let them protessst. The polissse will keep them in line."

"Maybe but the police don‘t seem very happy either."

"Irrelevant. I will sssoon be able to replassse them with more loyal sssubjectsss. Ssso, will you fulfill your dutiesss, or will I have to replassse you asss well?"

"Of course I will do your bidding."

"Very good, Dingir. We move clossser every month."

Re: The Trump Card
 

The Gorges of R'lyeh are alive with sound. Not with music, but with the ceaseless screaming of the Polypal mothers as they pay homage to the Great Race and to Sijansur, god of the Aboleths.

The screams carry well through the depths of R'lyeh, but there is one place, a lightless place beneath the fields of Polypal mothers and the sea floor itself, where the sound reverberates and is amplified immensely. Here, the stone itself vibrates. This is a holy place, where the proud Atlantean princes are taken to be broken and where Tsagosh, prophet of Sijansur, now awaits communion with the Master.

A rush of cool water behind the once-noble Atlantean indicates that the portal has opened; the seas are cold where the Master now hunts. The darkness itself seems to dim, and the screaming to become less distinct. He dares not turn, not to move, for the Master accepts no thought, nor impulse, that is not his own.

"Tsagosh. Pillar. Surface. Obey. Baracus. Hannibal. Gordius. Obey. Starlight. Doorway. Cliff. Obey. Sijansur. Airlife Rings. Obey. Soil. Sissassuss. A Light Rain. Obey. Tsagosh. Chutirel. Oil. Obey. Mord. Gordius. Apogee. 38. Obey. Obey. OBEY..."

After a time, the Master's voice fades to a mutter and is subsumed by the dim screeching of the Polypal Mothers. And abruptly, as if waking from a dream, the vibration of the screams again batter the inside of Tsagosh's skull. The water about him becomes temperate once more. The Master is no longer present, but Tsagoth cowers in stillness for a time before turning and gliding from the chamber. The Master must be obeyed.

Re: The Trump Card
 

I am loving the roleplaying by ryleh and Ctis.

Re: The Trump Card
 

To all the nations of the world,

Pangaea can now fashion greater magic items from every path of magic. If you would like to purchase a magic item, please send me a private message to negotiate a price for the item.

If you are an on neutral or good terms with Pangaea and are an immediate neighbor, you will receive an even better price on the item being forged.

Re: The Trump Card
 

I greet you all, and announce that I'm in war with Kailasa. Since I was attacked by Ermor this turn that may mean that they are in league with Kailasa. Anyone who wishes to join the war effort on my side is very wellcome. I'm waiting messages. Thanks a lot,
DreamSlayer

Re: The Trump Card
 

To all the people that sent me messages this turn with item requests, I have answered you your private messages in game.

If I was not able to forge your item at this time, I am going to focus on working mages towards that end specifically.

Goodluck and thanks for dealing with Pangaea =)

EDIT: Let me remind you as well to keep our dealings private as to not give your opponents an idea of what type of items your wanting, and therefore what your ingame goals could possibly be.