SSNES: Fall of Wu'di
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Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
I know. What happened? Is this some sort of masssive conspiration that I don't understand?
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
Sssshh... the Illuminati might hear you...Silver Steak said:
Swissempire
Poet Jester
Dang it, I can;t give this NES the time its worth, SS, I have to put the Clous on indefinate hold.... I'm so sorry
I respect your NES too much to bring it down
I respect your NES too much to bring it down
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
Even I might get excited enough to write and post a short-story before the update. Seen any ufos lately, SS?
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Orders ave bin sent.
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
Swiss, don't worry. Your nation is still in its infancy anyway. I'll NPC it if you want to?
Swissempire
Poet Jester
please do. I may be back to fullNESs in a week or two
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
OK. Everyone, Swiss is NPC for a while, so I will answer the diplo. 
The fire roared in the obsidian fireplace, illuminating the voluminous quarters of the mage residing here. His tranquil gaze had long since fallen upon the tome he was writing, a veritable history on different types of fire magic and how they functioned. It was immensely complex work that few could have done, and Azganoth had to admit that it was a difficult task.
"Sir." The servant had somehow snuck in soundlessly. Azganoth was not fool enough to jump; rather, he fixed his glare upon the man. The servant shrunk slightly under the vicious look, and added a bit more weakly, "The plans for the new conference halls are here, and the messengers from the eastern provinces have been seen riding furiously towards the city."
Azganoth relinquished his eye contact and nodded, the other man sighing almost inaudibly and slinking out.The mage turned back to his text, smiling. The first moves had already been made. The voting was complete in the eastern provinces, and soon the rest of Shaemar would join. The five Disciples, Shezmon, Azganoth, Krakatur, Gyros and Belialeus, had been gathered in the capital of Dragonreach to meet about pressing matters.
At the same time, Azganoth had noticed Shaemar was entering a new period. Alchemists, artists and engineers had begun receiving sponsorships by the state, and no one could deny it had not been useful. New buldings flourished, stronger and more durable than anything before. Brilliant music and pieces of art were created almost daily.Indeed, Azganoth thought quietly, it was good to live in Shaemar now.
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
I will change your capital to Dragonreach, yes?
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
Orders sent. I may start to write story soon.
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
I have long weekend
Update will commence as soon
As orders are in
Update will commence as soon
As orders are in
TerrisH
Mischief?
Orders sent. and I will have the story of Enpowerment up by next week!!
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
Something opened his eyes in the caverns six miles east from Waterdeep. He had felt something, a strange echo or movement in the sea, just nearby, a scent that attracted him. Gain was approaching.
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Three of the early ones that had been changed swam slowly near a relatively small underwater mountain. It was a volcano, a one that had been cold for already a century or two. The thick plate-sized scales gleamed on the mareghar. Their build was bulky and strong.
They were light infantry on a scouting and hunting trip.
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Another pair of deep blue eyes accompanied the first. The first one moved, ever so gently, his enormous body waking the others. Hundreds of eyes, ranging from size of ring to ones of plate and shield. Small fins on his sides moved to take him from the cavern. Few hisses in the ancient language ensured that he left alone.
****
Two of the scouts were no more. Only one had managed to hide and flee.
The mareghar were not alone in the ocean.
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More will come.... Later....
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Three of the early ones that had been changed swam slowly near a relatively small underwater mountain. It was a volcano, a one that had been cold for already a century or two. The thick plate-sized scales gleamed on the mareghar. Their build was bulky and strong.
They were light infantry on a scouting and hunting trip.
****
Another pair of deep blue eyes accompanied the first. The first one moved, ever so gently, his enormous body waking the others. Hundreds of eyes, ranging from size of ring to ones of plate and shield. Small fins on his sides moved to take him from the cavern. Few hisses in the ancient language ensured that he left alone.
****
Two of the scouts were no more. Only one had managed to hide and flee.
The mareghar were not alone in the ocean.
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More will come.... Later....
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