+----------------------------------------------------------------------+ | The Olympia Times Waning days year 3 | | June 9, 2014 | | | | turn 23, 137 players olympia@shadowlandgames.com | +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ Questions, comments, to play: http://www.shadowlandgames.com/olympia Olympia PBEM * * * * * * =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Player-contributed press =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Now another attempt to establish a trade route will be done in a city where we did not have a good luck in the previous attempt. -- Brotherhood of Blue [lk8] =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Rumors =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The madness of resurrected Angels It was after the chanting, the drawing of the protections, the lighting of the candles, all the usual rituals performed when the darkness spread down from the mouth of the stairs. In the gloom on the other side of the barrier, a deeper patch of darkness seemed to rise up from the floor, thicken, move, open eyes the color of a star-filled night. It opened a mouth, and it was a he, and he seemed like a withered corpse of a man. His face, corpse-white, shrunken, bone protruding at every angle, a skull on the which skin had been thinly draped, teeth misshapen, hair a thin white rag drooping down from the uneven, pocked skin across the rough plates of skull. The demon lord laughed as it tested the enclosure; in a voice like the swish of silk across polished bone, it whispered, "Hello, human. What is it you think you want of me." =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=