Hi This message begins year 1441. Actions are due in two weeks, and the next year will begin 1 week after that. Here are the events for this year: *Exquaestio [-3]:* Exquaestio is banished from Damaris after a small team of burglars, lead by the local Rohani of Esquaestio, is caught by the local authorities. *Hria [+4]:* The colonies on the northern islands thrive. The great work, a safe harbor able to shelter even the biggest ships, in the local capital of the islands, L'rafel, is officially opened with great festivities. *Kaeir [+3]:* Master Armangel, a celebrated musician and composer, finishes his main work (so far), Symphony for Republic. The people of the city embrace the work enthusiastically, and Master Armangel and his Grand Orchestra find their performance hall filled evening after evening. *Morvali [-4]:* Severe famine strikes the Morvali tribes, and many of them start moving south, to Taltheran, in search for livelihood. Visions, part V: Hastur was in a happy mood. His own plans were not going that well, but he cherished in his mind a story that he heard, concerning a competitors failed attempt to find the Omog. "Force an entry, indeed. Heh. I really wish I could have seem his ugly face." --- Little Ti, as he was called here, was straining to overhear a conversation on the other side of the room. He was standing ready to offer refreshments to the various guests around him, but his attentions was focused on two beautiful ladies on the other side of the room - the hosts of the evening. A message had just been brought in, and the ladies were very excited about it. Very slowly, moving in circles so as not the arouse suspicions, Little Ti started to edge towards the Ladies. --- The Greatly Beloved sat sulking on her bed. A priest was quietly cleaning away the remains of her lunch - from the floor where she had thrown them. "And it's just so irritating, when he's not paying any attention to me - at all! It's as if I'm just air to him nowadays. Nowadays, it's the stupid search that only interests him. As if somebody even knew what the stupid search was all about?!? Do you, because I don't? I've tried talking to him, but most of the time he just simply ignores my prayers. I just hate it. You know, I think this whole search is just a smokescreen. I think he has an eye on a new Beloved. What do you think?" The priest does not look up from his work, but answers slowly: "I am only a humble servant to the Shining Kar - who shall carry me, if not him. Who knows his mind? Not me, nor you, I think." --- "Damn it Micel, I need those dragon boxes here tomorrow evening at the latest." "But the boys say that the patrols have been doubled. It was dangerous enough as it was, now it's almost impossible to get out in time." "I don't care. Bribe the patrols, if you think that helps. Just get me those boxes!" juuso ---------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, send mail to celandra-off@phoenyx.net.
