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Ezkerraldean
from the lowest common denominator (United Kingdom) on 2006-08-13 07:38 [#01953334]
Points: 5733 Status: Addict
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Narrator: Centuries earlier, Garacaius had been in an unusually contemplative mood.
Garacaius: My adopted country has been victorious in battle and grown strong. I am pleased and yet, for all their fractious quarrelling, I miss my children. Perhaps someday they will come to visit my new home.
-Garacaius, First Sage of Creon Narrator: Inside the walls of his capital, the current sage of Creon grew frantic.
Creon Sage: Fire Wagons to flanks! Where is the Third Trooper Regiment? And where is the enemy? Curse these mage-soaked demons! They are using their superstitious pap to cloak themselves from view!
-Medalos, 27th Sage of Creon Narrator: The first children of Garacaius had come at last to Creon.
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redrum
from the allman brothers band (Ireland) on 2006-08-13 07:40 [#01953338]
Points: 12878 Status: Addict
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thanks for the update.. what's Garacaius's email addy again? I've stopped receiving his holiday updates by email.
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Ezkerraldean
from the lowest common denominator (United Kingdom) on 2006-08-14 01:33 [#01953595]
Points: 5733 Status: Addict
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back when he was Mage Emperor you could have just dropped a line to him with a crystal ball. but, sadly, he "had grown weary of the deathless eternity that his life had become. In a stunning burst of magic, he traded immortality for one last mortal lifetime. "
and that was several thousand years ago, so i fear you may be too late.
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