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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:25:49 GMT 1
... The spectres where everywhere! Ghosts and undead swarmed us, clawing and biting at us. We chanted the prayers to Banor and fought like we never had fought before. Blessed steel cut rotting flesh and servered limbs and bodyparts that still did not stop to moove. Then all of sudden the undead horde retreated. They almost ducked under some unseen power, the deafening screaming of the dead became a frightened whisper. And then we saw IT! It was a mummy, aeons old and addorned with jewelry worth a kingdom. Slowly it aproached us, its undead minions ducking in fear to his feet. A moment it stood still and its faceles head seemed to muster us. I dared not to breath, the glance of the mummy seemed to stain my soul with rot and evil. I heaed my heart beating. Then the mummy slowly lifted its arm, pointed at us and spoke 'chamek ath uthul arak!' The priest of Fardos who was with us and survived that nighmarish ordeal later told us it means 'sacrifice your blood' in some ancient language of an extinct race. Of course we did not know how to react and noone would have given this godscursed creature even the dirt under our fingernails anyways. After a moment of silence the mummy raised its hands again and with anger yelled but one word: 'Kadash!' I did not need a linguist to translated that. It meant 'attack'. And within the next heartbeat the screaming horde stormed us, ready to flail our living flesh from our bones ...
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:26:09 GMT 1
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:26:36 GMT 1
Oh me hearties, For simpler times When nary a bridge in sight
And Thais, the town, Was lit till dawn By an eastern dragon's light
Oh me scallywags, For better times When treasure hunting wasn't so tough
But then that vermin Came into the depot Killed me, and took all my stuff
Oh me fools For newer days All things come to an end
For let it be known This world it has grown But I still don't know who's my friend
-Old Drinking Song
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:27:00 GMT 1
The ......... Some of he ancients formed .......amlands. They build mighty fortresses to ........................, conscious or not. It was then, when the mysteri............... and his anger shook the foundation of .....................................awakened screaming in fear and pain. And after the ................................................................................ were gone! All of them with all ..........................................................ost their best men in theese days and never recovered from the ........................................... for the other ancients and so the time of the first dreammasters ended. From this time on ............. manipulate little of the matter of the dreamlands to ................................................. others in their .................... and prophecy, but not to ..........
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:27:18 GMT 1
Extended Vision Most dwarves have a excelent eyesight even in dark enviroments but this spell will one day allow you to see nearly twice as far as you currently do. What's needed is the fire of a fire element, the head of a ghoul,the essence of a red royal blossom, some water from Blood Bay and the laugh of a mute sinner. Light a fire with the flame of the fire element. Pour the water from Blood Bay into a cauldronand place it over the fire. Throw in the head of the ghoul and the essence of the red royal Blossom and mix it untill a grey myst emerges. Take some of the potion and mix it with the laugh while cooling it. Now we only need to find out the missing catalysts and the magic words to imbue it with energy.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:27:48 GMT 1
The craven hordes are not for me I may have less than you've got
But less to watch over? Oh no dear sir, For I've a lovely carrot
Watermelons and Grapes, Some honey-flowers A ripening banana tree
Treasure you fight for and Treasure you earn But a good patch of dirt is free
-Farmer's Mantra
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:28:24 GMT 1
The Minotaurs by Iregarn Pt. 1 The minotaurs claimed that they were once the marshals and favoured people of Blog, the raging one. In the wars over creation they were one of the most successful races. But as the war grew more and more fierce it were the wild and raging minotaurs that had to pay the worst blood toll. The berserker rage inherent to their race made them a formidable opponent but also very vulnerable. Though victorious in most battles, in the end the berserking warriors had to surrender to their wounds or were left crippled and executed and fed to Blogs lesser followers. Even worse, the raging minotaurs knew neither friend nor enemy. Brother slew brother, fathers slaughtered their sons in their rage. Then, one day a minotaur, named Tha'kull conquered his rage. He withdrew from battle and became a hermit. In his travels he met Akkor, the blind one. This minotaur was by fate not subjected to the rage inherent to the minotauren race and had aquired a tranquility and wisdom, unknown to his kind so far. Tha'Kull thaught the blind one how to improve his body and fortitude and Akkor in return teached the warrior how to improve his soul. He looked upon the world and for the first time in aeons a minotaurean warrior saw the world without hatred. He saw the beauty in things, simple and complex. He saw the harmony in creation and the place the living had in it. He also saw the place that was meant to be taken by the sentient beings among the living. And he went back to his people to teach. Never a warrior of the minotaurs had neglected his rage and even though he was cautious the angry berserker warlords would not allow the words he spoke to be heard by their people.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:28:39 GMT 1
The Minotaurs by Iregarn Pt. 2 He was challenged and battled again and again. But Tha'kull had been one of the mightiest warriors in the wars and his meditations and understanding of the ways of the world gave him the edge. Where his enemies attacked him with rage, he countered them with oversight. Where the enemies tried to hurt him with the powers born from rage, he slew them with elegance. No emotion clouded his fights and he was superior and victorious. The minotaurs of those days were accustomed that might makes right and so it was easy for this first warrior philosopher to gain followers. The harder part was to make them listen and only the patience gained in his meditations let him succeed in the end. After some time his philosophies spread like a wildfire in the minotaur tribes. His and Akkors pupils wandered the world and through example and patience spread their words. The higher teachings of the philosophy were never truly understood by the masses but even the least of them were taught to overcome the hatred and rage that made them tools in a war that was not theirs. By neglecting the rage at first the minotaurs became the prime targets of Blogs other minions but in the end the formidable skills and persistence of the warrior-philosophers combined with the inability to lead a two front war let the followers of Blog lose interest in pursuing the minotaurs who had fled underground and fortified several bases. In the coming years the minotaurs defended their new found freedom with all their might and the principles of their philosophy, known as Mooh'Tah, were founded.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:29:05 GMT 1
The Minotaurs by Iregarn Pt. 1 The minotaurs claimed that they were once the marshals and favoured people of Blog, the raging one. In the wars over creation they were one of the most successful races. But as the war grew more and more fierce it were the wild and raging minotaurs that had to pay the worst blood toll. The berserker rage inherent to their race made them a formidable opponent but also very vulnerable. Though victorious in most battles, in the end the berserking warriors had to surrender to their wounds or were left crippled and executed and fed to Blogs lesser followers. Even worse, the raging minotaurs knew neither friend nor enemy. Brother slew brother, fathers slaughtered their sons in their rage. Then, one day a minotaur, named Tha'kull conquered his rage. He withdrew from battle and became a hermit. In his travels he met Akkor, the blind one. This minotaur was by fate not subjected to the rage inherent to the minotauren race and had aquired a tranquility and wisdom, unknown to his kind so far. Tha'Kull thaught the blind one how to improve his body and fortitude and Akkor in return teached the warrior how to improve his soul. He looked upon the world and for the first time in aeons a minotaurean warrior saw the world without hatred. He saw the beauty in things, simple and complex. He saw the harmony in creation and the place the living had in it. He also saw the place that was meant to be taken by the sentient beings among the living. And he went back to his people to teach. Never a warrior of the minotaurs had neglected his rage and even though he was cautious the angry berserker warlords would not allow the words he spoke to be heard by their people.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:29:22 GMT 1
How to learn Magic easy. Level 1: For Knights and non Vocation people (Part two) Two ways exists to make Magic: in a Instant magic use, common spells or spells that needs a high amount of Mana, or Magic can be stored in little stone pieces called Runes, which made and use is very easy. To make a Rune Spell you will need a Blank Rune, a little grey piece of stone you can buy in any Magic Shop all around Tibia, just a Rune with no Spell in yet. If you are skilled enough to make the Rune and you have Mana enough, put the Blank Rune in your hand and say the words. Spells made to be stored in runes starts by AD, so dont mess them. The Rune will be charged by the Magic power, changing shape, color and sign, showing the Magic worked. You can use it now just touching it (Right Click and Use or just Ctrl+click) and then shoot it to the target. The Magic will fly from your hand and one of the charges will disapear. Runes have different amount of charges (one to four) and when all charges are used, the Rune will just vanish, as it never existed.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:29:57 GMT 1
Philosophy of the races You await to read a book about philosophy of the elves, dwarves, minotaurs and so on? Well, forget about it! There's nothing a book can teach you. Go and talk to the philosophers of those races and you MIGHT begin to understand a small percentage of that philosophy. In a book you will find only misconceptions. Written by people that neither live, nor embrace that philosophy, a book is destined to be flawed. Further by having been written by a member of another race there's no chance to understand what a philosophy of another race is about. You will read what the author has in prejudices and expectations but no truth. Further ...
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:30:21 GMT 1
Dwarven Names A dwarf gets one given name at his birth. This is common among many of the races. From this day on the young dwarf is monitored for his behaviour and interests. With the beginning of adolescense the dwarf gets initiated to a cult that is considered suitable for him. The more progressive dwarves who try to change and create something new are initiated as child of the fire, whereas the conservative, preserving dwarves are initiated to the cult of earth. (Sidenote: the mad inventors that embrace 'undwarfish' priciples and concepts are inititated to the technomancers cults and named children of the machine) So two dwarven siblings may claim to be son/daughter of a different element although they share the same biological parents. Later the dwarf gets to choose a brotherhood (which is a imprecise but common translation of the dwarven term which is far better and literally translates into 'fellowship'). The more aggressive types would choose the savage axes, a rowdy group of dwarves that has some fame to be easily angered. The more patient (sometimes patient to an extent that drives humans nearly mad) would choose the molten rock fellowship and those that are adventurous and even foolhardy risktakers would join the dragoneaters and so on. There are a dozen or so fellowships although only three or four are prominent enough to be commonly known. They could be compared with some kind of social club or guild in human terms.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:30:41 GMT 1
Kazordoon, the hidden city In the blocklike Mountain, known as the big old one, the hidden city of kazordoon is nestled. Its the last refuge of the ancient race of dwarves. Hidden and heavily fortified it was the last stand of dwarvenhood in the wars of creation and the last hope of that race to adapt to and survive the new ages. The famous giant statue, known as colossus guards its entry, alhough the narrow valley makes it difficult to see that fortress-statue and admire its beauty. Kazordoon is known for its safety and masterful smithery throughout the lands. Since some generations the dwarven city (whose ruler claims a title that might be translated as 'emperor') is allied with the thaian kingdom.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:31:14 GMT 1
Dear Diary, Today I was almost scared to death. While running through the bushes outside Venore, I ran into this huge hairy eight legged.. thing. First I thought it was my brother, but there it was, one huge spider. I'm glad it didn't see me, because I had to change pants. This must have been the most embaressing day for me, I'm glad no others know about it. Dear Diary, Hair is hairy. And it comes in different styles. Itch sometimes. Running your fingers through hair is great. Dear Diary, I think I have found something wrong with me. I like cheese alot, cheese makes me happy. With cheese I feel whole and complete. Does this make me a rat? Dear Diary, Why do we have hair? It's just in the way, and it itches and all that. I want to be just like my dad, bald and hairless.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:31:32 GMT 1
Carlin and the rise of the women Vol.2 More and more male citizens where drafted for the construction of the castle. The women were forced to learn most crafts needed to run the city and joined the druids in gathering and hunting, learning a lot of helpfull skills from those masters of nature. The exiled sister of the thaian king gained more and more influence in the city and soon some huntresses loyal to her cause started nightly supply raids on the bases of the red legion at the buildingsite. With the stolen food she bought favours and supporters in the still starving city (since most supplies went straight to the red legion). Using their newly learned skills of stalking and laying false tracks, the huntresses blamed the orcs of the region with the raids. The plan worked well - too well. The orcs, frightened due to the presence of the famous red legion whose mercyless brutallity was even known to the orcish hordes had not dared to attack or even harras the humans in the carlin area for some time. After a few of those 'orcraids' that could not be prevented the general of the legion ordered a good part of his troops to attack and anihilate the orcish base. Their known base as a islefortress where they thought themselves safe. By night, protected by heavy fog the legion used primmitive rafts to cross the sea to the not so far isle. Their attack was a complete surprise. The orcs were slaughtered. Most of the higher ranking orcs were not present in the fortress, partaking in a riutal to find a new chieftain and warlord at the other side of the isle. So the orcs, without leadership were easy prey for the experienced legionaires. After their bloody victory the legion hastily tried to travel back to ensure the crimminals did not take that oportunity for a mutiny. Noone knows if it was magic used by vengefull orc shamans (or even by carlin druids as some claim) or just a force of nature, but a storm struck as the legion was crossing the sea a second time.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:31:59 GMT 1
Carlin and the rise of the women Vol.1 In the begining the Carlin colony was planed as a example of thaian greatness. A city planned by famous architects and built by the finest craftsmen the kingdom could muster. The area was plagued by orcattacks tough and the people and workers became dishearted and afraid. Many left the site for good. So more and more forced labourers and criminals were sent to help in the building process and the finest army of the kindom, the feared 'red legion' was sent as a protective force and to hold the growning number of doubious citizens in check. Seeing the possibility of failure of their greatest project, the royal family of Thais used the growing city of Carlin as a deposit for unwanted thinkers and noble familys that misstepped in the intrigues that plagued the kingdom in those time. Unwanted in the capital but too powerfull to be disposed they were sent to Carlin. Given their wealth and the fertility of the north, the city was not a bad place to live at as long as the legion managed to keep the orcs at bay. Those citizens were joined by some druids that were not comfortable with the power and influence of the thaian sorcerors and their closeness to the royal family. Soon freethinkers and philosophers flocked to carlin and the unrest grew. The focus of the thaian military to internal affairs was increased and the city was ruled with a more iron hand. The governor was not a calm man and seeing the prosperity of the city he got greedy, increasing the taxes to painfull heights. The building of an enourmous castle was begun, a bit northeast of Carlin. Most unfree workers were used for the construction and so soon the city was no longer sufficiently supplied with food. Seeing that only the local druids made it possible to raise enough supplies, the king ordered more druids to travel to carlin, ensuring the supply of the city, the workers and the troops. Still the work progressed slowly.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:32:25 GMT 1
Carlin and the rise of the women Vol.3 In the caverns and halve bulit dungeons hundreds died a dirty, painfull death. Alarmed through the scouts the secretly raised forces of Carlin arived, the huntresses and druids came more for the sake of their male family members of course, than for the red legion, but allas they came too late. As they finally arived the orcs had almost finished their dirty work. The attack of the carlin forces took them by surprise but the orcs were too numerous. As the orcish resistance began to form the carlin forces retreated. Drawing the orcs after them the huntresses and druids struck and retreated as planned and trained to be done against the red legion. As they made it to the walls of carlin they had thinned out the orcish troops considerably and most allies like the minotaurs were still pundering the construction site. Some druids that were still hidden in the woods used their magic to impersonate orcs and attacked those allies and herded wolves against them. The enraged minotaurs and cyclopses joined forces and were led to the exausted orcs infront of the carlin walls who prepared for a siege. In the battle that erupted between orcs and their enraged former allies the carlin forces started a surprise attack, aimed at the orcish leadership. They managed to kill them swiftly and retreated back. The orcs finally defeated the minotaurs and cyclopses but were too weakend to consider a further attack on the city. They plundered the construction site and destroyed what they could. They razed the foundations for about two weeks before they left. Shaken by the loss of its most powerfull military tool the thaian royals decided to use their remaining forces to ensure the safety of the capital and other holdings rather then to start a war in an area that far away to claim regentship over a city that would be a ghosttown after a war. Carlin had won its freedom and idependence, but the price was high.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:32:45 GMT 1
Carlin and the rise of the women Vol.2 The makeshift rafts were no match for the forces of the elements and a good part of the legionaires were killed and drowned, others hurt and all exausthed. Vauleable equipment was lost and the remaining forces were barely able to make it back the their comerads that were staying at the city and the construction site. Seeing an oportunity the kings sister gathered her followers and spred the word that time has come to strike back and break the chains that the kingdom had put on them. The druids were persuaded to join her cause. Huntresses roamed the wilderness to scout the legion and runes were prepared. Meanwhile the orcs planned bloddy revenge. The newly choosen warlords called to the arms and the remaining orcs were joind by their brethren from the woods and smaler isles. This force was joined by some cyclopses and renegade minotaurs which where bribed with gold, metal and promises. The attack of the orcs struck the remaining red legion with vengefull force. Though hopelessly outnumbered and spread too thin over the titanic construction site the red legion fought a bloody fight. Wherever they could, they built pockets of resistance in a sea of green bodys that swarmed them. Doing so they left the way open to the workers though. The orcs took no prisoners. The desparate fought with everything they had but hammers and pickaxes were no match to orcisch spears and blades.
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:33:21 GMT 1
The tibian world-wonders! The known and aknowledged world-wonders are: The colossus of Kazordoon The black pyramid of Dracoria The great lighthousetree of Ab'dendriel The thorntower of Shadowthorn The undergroundcity of Mintwalin The black city of skulls in hellsgate The great lava falls in hellsgate The pyramid city of Ankrahmun
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Post by Fox Mc Cloud on Apr 15, 2006 18:33:45 GMT 1
In the beginning there were the three that were four. They were the source. They were creation. Then the harmony was disrupted by murder and the one that was the essence of matter became the four. The six fought and the four that were the separated unity of elements were subjugated into almost nothingness. The essence of mind stolen by the greedy creators they were made tools and were abused and misused. But they will rise again when the time of ascension comes. And the traitorurs murderer will be the first to fall.
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