DUELMASTERS NEWSLETTER
Date : 02/14/2004 Duedate: 02/27/2004
RODEKI ARENA
DM-42 TURN-427
This Weeks Top Honors
THE DUELMASTER IS
PROBLEMATIC
FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
(42-3928) [22-15-0,118]
Chartered Recognition Leader Unchartered Recognition Leader
PROBLEMATIC NESSA
FLAGG'S FIVE (213) HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
(42-3928) [22-15-0,118] (42-4090) [1-0-1,21]
Popularity Leader This Weeks Favorite
PROBLEMATIC PROBLEMATIC
FLAGG'S FIVE (213) FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
(42-3928) [22-15-0,118] (42-3928) [22-15-0,118]
THE CURRENT TOP TEAM
FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
TEAMS ON THE MOVE TOP CAREER HONORS
Team Name Point Gain Chartered Team
1. HIGHER PURPOSE (363) 60
2. FLAGG'S FIVE (213) 30 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
3. COLOR ME SUAVE (322) 29 Unchartered Team
4. CLOWNING AROUND (354) 5
5. KING'S KREW (151) -1 HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
The Top Teams
Career Win-Loss Record W L K % Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns W L K
1/ 0*HIGHER PURPOSE (363) 3 2 2 60.0 1/ 2 FLAGG'S FIVE (213) 8 5 1
2/ 1 COLOR ME SUAVE (322) 252 178 16 58.6 2/ 1 COLOR ME SUAVE (322) 8 7 0
3/ 2 CLOWNING AROUND (354) 26 20 0 56.5 3/ 3 DELVERS (154) 6 8 0
4/ 3 FLAGG'S FIVE (213) 143 155 9 48.0 4/ 5 CLOWNING AROUND (354) 5 1 0
5/ 4 DELVERS (154) 313 445 5 41.3 5/ 4 KING'S KREW (151) 4 6 0
6/ 5 KING'S KREW (151) 54 97 2 35.8 6/ 0*HIGHER PURPOSE (363) 3 2 2
'*' Unchartered team '-' Team did not fight this turn
(###) Avoid teams by their Team Id ##/## This turn's/Last turn's rank
TEAM SPOTLIGHT
+ ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ The Dark Federation #4 ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ +
Rodeki:
Tirisha Dulake looked around the suite--the one hotel's best suite--and sighed.
It wasn't what she was used to, but until she and her husband could move into the
governor's mansion, it would have to do. She glanced at her husband and her lush
mouth flattened in annoyance. He had been the governor of Rodeki before--before
Gryzash--so why couldn't he accept that she would make him governor again? She would
make him PRINCE of Rodeki, if he would just stop worrying!
She sighed faintly and moved toward him, to explain--again--why this was a good
thing to do.
In the anteroom of the suite, Sue E Syde, Lady Protector from Xochithlan and
escort of Princess Tirisha, sighed also. Not that she knew what was going on in the
room behind her. Or cared. Her job was to guard King Feyen's cousin. Or maybe she
was his sister. Arenamaster Xoron hadn't been clear about that. Or maybe Tirisha
was both his sister and his cousin. Elves were like that; everyone said so. Not
that it mattered.
What mattered was the job. And the people she had to work with. Her teammate,
Lord Protector Rob A Ree, for instance. Not the person she would have chosen to work
with. Too full of himself, Rob was. But at that, he was better than the Rodekian
Lord Protector Adabemis & Balmador. The man was a fruitcake, and no two ways about
it.
"The whole shape of the Federation is changing, Devon," Tirisha said urgently.
"It's as though Gryzash was the keystone of an arch, and now that he's gone, the
lines of power are shifting. Everything is changing. Rodeki could be the center of
the shift, the point around which the new structure forms--and you could be--"
Dulake shook his head. "Rodeki? Not a chance, it's a backwater. Important as
a mining center, but it would never be the heart of the Federation, or even of the
Mordanti Alliance. Besides, Queen Talissen wouldn't like it. She'd be angry, really
angry. And she's got a man here already, Gryzash's deputy, uh, Milvares, I think his
name is...."
Tirisha could have shrieked and stamped her rage at her husband's over-caution,
but she held it in. He never responded properly to such displays. "A flunky." The
elven woman dismissed Milvares with a contemptuous gesture. "He will be dealt with."
Sue E Syde looked up as the captain of Princess Tirisha's personal guards
emerged from deeper in the suite. Captain Shirivien was an elf, of course, just like
the princess herself. Well, Sue could live with that, as long as the man was
competent. As he seemed to be. But right now, he also looked annoyed.
"Get the rest of the gladiators," Captain Shirivien snapped. "We have a
mission."
Sue raised an eyebrow in question. Until she knew what had the man wound up,
she wouldn't know how to deal with it, and with him.
Shirivien grimaced sourly. "We're going to arrest the governor of Rodeki."
The gladiatrix's other eyebrow joined the first. "On what grounds and with what
authority?" she asked. She had nothing against arresting a governor, generally
speaking, but if it was going to cause trouble, she wanted to know which direction to
watch to see that trouble coming.
The captain's frown deepened. "On the grounds that Princess Tirisha wants him
arrested, and by her authority."
Definitely trouble coming. "Does this governor have any guards of his own?" Sue
asked.
"Of course he does." Shirivien released his scowl suddenly and sighed. "This
is going to make a lot of trouble."
Mordant:
Faceless, a gladiator of The Black Company of Mordant, settled onto the small
ledge and leaned back against sun-warmed stone. There was room here for her to sit
comfortably, and for a small satchel beside her (today it contained a bottle of beer
and a few slabs of bread and cheese), and a small but powerful crossbow on her other
side. That was enough. Her stint on watch here was only a few hours, after all.
And nothing was likely to happen. Oh, sure, there were RUMORS, but you couldn't
count on a rumor to produce a good fight. Her position had been formed by the
ornamental stonework on an old mansion overlooking the Feyranse River where it flowed
through Mordant. Just across the river was the Queen's palace. That was what she
was watching--the palace. There were rumors of an intention to assassinate the
Queen, and Her Majesty's Herald, Allech Rabo, had taken the rumors seriously and
enrolled gladiators along with his regular men to cover the possible approaches.
The Queen's official guards hadn't been pleased! Faceless grinned, remembering.
Especially, it hadn't pleased that part of the Royal Guard which was composed of the
younger sons of Mordanti noble families. Very insulted, they'd been. Young snots.
It served them right, they'd had things too easy all their lives. THEY didn't have
to enter the arena to make a place for themselves in the world.
There'd been one especially, Ferris Kor, younger son of the Duke of Sharm. Not
bad looking, if he'd ever had a pleasant expression on his face. Which he probably
never did. One of the other gladiators on guard, the Homicidal Maniac Babyface, had
told her that Ferris's older brother had wanted to marry Queen Talissen himself. And
Ferris acted like that had actually happened, like he was royal himself. What a
brat!
But while her thoughts had wandered, Faceless's attention had stayed strictly on
the job, and she now heard someone making a quiet approach to her position over the
mansion's roof. Faceless levered the crossbow to full cock and braced one foot under
herself in case she had to move quickly.
"A friend coming." The voice was low but familiar. Marian of Ravenskeep, who
had graduated from Mordant arena and gone on to Lirith Kai.
Faceless glanced quickly toward the voice. It was Marian, all right. She
lowered the crossbow as the woman settled into the angle beside a dormer window, the
nearest place to Faceless's little ledge that a person could sit.
"Something may be happening," Marian said quietly. "Word's come along that
there's someone on the river who isn't acting normally."
Faceless quickly scanned all the river she could see. There was a lot of
activity; there was always a lot of activity. Barges hauling grain or coal or who-
knew-what. Yachts belonging to noblemen. Smaller boats, all the way down to canoes,
coming in from the swamp, or up or down the river from one of the outlying villages,
or just darting around on mysterious business of their own. How could you tell who
was "acting normally"?
"We're all supposed to watch for a green houseboat with a patched tarp over the
roof," Marian went on. "If it goes on by, that's fine, but if it tries to land
anywhere along here," she hesitated, "well, we're to treat it like a proven enemy.
That's the order, anyway."
"There it is!" Faceless watched for a moment. "Yes, that must be it, just
coming into sight around the coal barge." The boat was barely moving, drifting with
the current; although one man stood at the stern sweep, he was steering rather than
driving the boat ahead. He was keeping it well out into the center of the river,
too. She tracked its slow progress down the river, sometimes losing sight of it for
a moment as it passed one of the larger barges. At no point did it swerve closer to
the shore--either shore--or change its speed. A false alarm....
A faint movement, barely glimpsed from the corner of her eye. Her gaze raced
back to the palace. HAD something moved, something that should be there? Something
along the waterline...something near the lower end where there was a low watergate
into the palace grounds. Into the dungeons, more likely, but it must connect
eventually....
THERE!
Her crossbow moved without her conscious thought. The string slapped against
the arms and a bolt sped across and downward. Faceless dropped another bolt into the
slot and searched the shore again while she levered back the heavy bowstring.
"What was it?" Marian asked, peering across the river as intently. "I don't
see...."
"I'm not sure, but something moved near the watergate. Could've been a muskrat,
but what if it wasn't?"
"You're thinking someone might have dropped over the side of the boat where we
couldn't see?" The older woman was already signaling to one of the other gladiators
on watch.
The signal was relayed with mirrors, and presently a shape moved in the shadow
behind the watergate. Opened it. Two men in the uniform of Royal Guards stepped
through and looked around. One knelt and reached into the water, dragging a body to
the surface. Faceless could see her bolt sticking out of the man's back.
"Good work," Marian muttered.
+ ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ Out of the Past #1 ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ +
Off the coast of Andoria:
Towers rising out of the misty dawn. They had sailed due east from Skaithvarn,
so that had to be the coast of Andoria, but Raoul couldn't remember any coastal city
with such slender, pearl-colored spires. Those looked more like the skyline of a
dream than practical stonework. They caught the growing light and glowed. They were
beautiful, but unearthly. Unreal. Not residences for practical folk. Raoul thought
it a fitting destination for the boat Khaldren had made with his magic, though. The
boat was, in its way, as dreamlike as the city ahead; The hull was mother of pearl,
the sails were webs of cloud. Magic, of course. Powerful magic. Raoul wondered
uneasily what Khaldren had done to assemble that power.
The exiled Kraelian had already demonstrated that he was ruthless in pursuit of
his goals. Raoul shifted slightly, uneasily aware of the waves of magic that seethed
throughout the uncanny vessel. Khaldren had not hesitated to cast a spell on the
three gladiators when they entered his tower in Skaithvarn. A binding of loyalty and
obedience, the Lord Protector guessed. He had not resisted at the time. In truth,
he had been taken completely by surprise. But he sensed that the spell had not
gripped him so thoroughly as the wizard intended. He was fairly sure he could break
it, and very sure that he wanted to be further away from Khaldren when he did that--
THIS spell, he could break, but what if the wizard immediately countered with
something stronger? And the fate of the two women with him was unknown; they might
be as lightly held as he was, or belong to Khaldren body and soul.
"That is Zorpunt," Jeri Northwind said. Her voice was calm, emotionless. Very
certain.
Zorpunt? Raoul blinked and controlled his impulse to question that statement.
True, there were towers in the coastal city, but nothing like those slender spires of
glass! Without turning his head, Raoul looked sideways at the wizard.
Khaldren's face was set in lines of effort, sheened with sweat. Using his magic
to turn the work-a-day port city into this dream? Wasteful of energy...unless he had
some inexhaustible source at hand. And why? "Krael shall be reborn," he muttered
through clenched teeth, "and Celestinvael, and Orgillat in the south. But this shall
be my seat of power in the new world that will be...."
The ship of pearl glided to a stop beside a dock that had been transformed
into...agate, Raoul decided. Or something like that. It was the kind of thing the
Chaos contamination might have done in the recent past. Maybe that was part of
Khaldren's power, that he could harness the residual Chaos energy? Not a comfortable
thought, although the gladiator supposed it was better than using lives to fuel
magic. So long as it didn't get loose.
There was no one on the dock, no one moving anywhere in sight. Khaldren stepped
ashore as an emperor might step ashore in conquered province. The gladiators
followed, and the ship dissolved into mist behind them.
The Assassins' Guild's Black Book appeared in the wizard's hands, and he smiled
at it coldly. "I note that 'Arenamaster Kai' has a secret he would not like
advertised," Khaldren murmured. "For a price, I will keep his secret between these
covers. Bring him to me." He didn't look at the gladiators at any point while he
spoke.
Raoul felt the magic sliding around him, urging him forward, and he was willing
to go. Once out of the wizard's sight, he would test the binding, but not here. He
and the two women walked quietly into the city. Jeri, a native of Zorpunt, was
slightly ahead of the older gladiators.
The streets were filled with mist even though the sun must now be up. The
buildings, even the street underfoot, showed the effects of transforming magic. They
were ethereal, idealized. Unreal. Nothing and no one moved that Raoul could see.
Jeri turned a corner. Looking up the cross street, Raoul saw what he guessed
was the arena, although no arena of his experience had ever had those delicate arches
of gold-veined marble.
Raoul stopped, setting his feet firmly when the magic tried to force him onward.
It scrabbled at his mind, feeling like a handful of energetic bugs. But he wasn't a
puppet. He would not BE a puppet, especially not for a man who should have been dead
centuries ago! He served his manager Generalissimo Puerco, King Mickeal of Andoria,
and Sheila Greywand. The oath he had taken when he first reached the Isle shimmered
in his mind. Khaldren's magic shrieked against it, fingernails on a slate, then fell
away. The wizard would--must--know that he'd broken free. Raoul turned set off at a
run down the first street he saw. A real street, this one, with cracked paving
stones, and rubbish piled against the curbs.
Someone was running and panting beside him. He risked a glance. Hallie O'Dene,
the Delarquan Lady Protector. But not Jeri.
They ran for several minutes, but at the first sign of people ahead, living
people, they dropped to a walk without needing to discuss it. Running people are
conspicuous. Neither of them spoke of their problem, either. Time enough for that
when they were out of the city. Zorpunt was a narrow city, stretched along its
river; and they were crossing its axis. There was a bridge ahead, which would put
them on the south bank and that much farther from the arena and the dock where they
had left Khaldren.. That much closer to the countryside.
*** ***** *** ***** ***
Hallie O'Dene leaned back against one of the trees at the edge of the road. She
was breathing hard. "Do you think we're far enough away?"
Raoul dropped onto the grass beside her and glanced back toward Zorpunt. The
city's skyline, barely visible in the distance, shimmered slightly but otherwise
looked normal. "I think so, doll," he answered. "I hope so!"
After a minute, Hallie sat up straighter. "I wish we could have brought Jeri
away, too! I didn't realize until it was too late that she wasn't with us."
"I don't think we could've done it, doll," Raoul said quietly. He took off his
hat and stared at the dusty crown for a moment, then put it back on. "I think it's
Lady Greywand's magic that saved us--the oath we took when we got to the Isle. Jeri
might be a Lady Protector, but she never went to the Isle. She had no defense
against...his spell." He found himself reluctant to speak the wizard's name here, as
though it might draw the man's attention.
"People have to be warned--"
"And there's only us to do it," Raoul agreed. "I'm heading for Andor by the
fastest road."
"And I for Delarq Tor. We are menaced, too. Celestinvael and Orgillat! Gods
protect us. If they're anything like the histories say...." She shook her head.
"I've heard of Celestinvael," Raoul said slowly. "It was between Ardivent and
the Federation, and it existed at about the same time as Krael. But Orgillat?"
"Near the mouth of the Selwin river," Hallie said. "It was of the same time.
We remember it--when we must--as a place of power and fear. If...that man would
recreate the Empire of Skorlos, he must be stopped! By any means that we can."
Raoul nodded. "The legends of Krael are dark legends, too. I should be able to
reach King Mickael with the warning. Who would be equivalent in the Delarquan
Federation?"
"No one has complete power," Hallie said, frowning. "Princess Chrysanth, maybe,
but...." She sighed and shrugged. "It's a place to start." She got to her feet and
held out her hand as Raoul rose also. "Good luck."
"To both of us, we'll need it," Raoul agreed, standing. He grasped her hand
warmly for a moment. "May all your gods go with you."
*** ***** *** ***** ***
Arenamaster Kai of Zorpunt glared at the stranger, hands twitching with the urge
to reach for his sword. But the damned wizard had already demonstrated that he could
get a spell off faster than even an arenamaster could attack. At least, Kai supposed
it was a spell, even if it was like nothing he'd ever seen before. And nothing he
ever wanted to experience again. "What do you want?" he croaked.
"Your obedience. This 'arena'--it will now be run for me, instead of Sheila of
the Grey Wand. The blood will be spilled in my name, not hers, the power from that
blood will come to me, not to her. This will be the beginning of a new Alastari, and
I will rule it!"
* }%|[-----+O+-----]|%{ * }%|[-----+O+-----]|%{ * }%|[-----+O+-----]|%{ *
---===DELARQUAN REGIONAL NEWS===---
Duelmasters
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DM 1 MORDANT (turn 488): MURGEN of THE BLACK COMPANY (Darkfist, mgr.)
DM 2 NIANIA (turn 374): TOOFLESS of GLORY BOUND TROLLS (DeGotti, mgr.)
DM 3 OSKSI (turn 493): THOR of AESIR (Buri, mgr.)
DM 4 JHELUM (turn 489): G.A. CUSTER of DOGS OF WAR (Nick, mgr.)
DM 5 KALTOS (turn 488): SUX0R of MORE NEW TEAMS 2 (The Muffin Man, mgr.)
DM 6 TRANSEL (turn 492): DARK THUNDER of DARK PANTHEON (Doc Steele, mgr.)
DM 7 BONSUR (turn 489): ADAM of MORGAN'S BOYS (A-Sop, mgr.)
DM 10 KOLACT (turn 484): SHYLAYLA MINOR of PRAETORIAN GUARD (Shocking Toad, mgr.)
DM 18 TALCAMA (turn 476): CADEX CFM of THE BIKE SHOP (Malaquar, mgr.)
DM 21 SUNSET (turn 474): TAISHO of YAKUZA (Sensei Jan, mgr.)
DM 36 JHANS (turn 448): TARGEN of IRON TIGERS (Jinx, mgr.)
DM 38 CLIFFHOME (turn 439): NUTCRACKER of ALL FINESSE (Mannequin, mgr.)
DM 39 XOCHITHLAN (turn 191): ZOOLANDER of WITLESS WONDERS (Berylstar, mgr.)
DM 42 RODEKI (turn 426): PROBLEMATIC of FLAGG'S FIVE (Flagg, mgr.)
DM 51 TRICORUS (turn 374): TSOMEGH of DARK HORSEMEN (Nick, mgr.)
DM 54 TROCAR (turn 177): RUBBER BULLET of USELESS TOOLS (Crip, mgr.)
DM 59 ILLIS (turn 165): MACAULIFFE of THE EXPLORERS (Kellog, mgr.)
DM 62 VALAMANTIS (turn 324): DOZER of THE DEN OF SWORDS (TMoney, mgr.)
DM 72 DRAGONHEAD (turn 142): MISSY MAYHAM of ANGELS OF CHAOS (Lord Chaos, mgr.)
ADM 104 DARKHOLM (turn 367): LARGE SPINNY GUY of DIABLO TOO from TI (The Muffin Man)
Top Teams
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DM 1 MORDANT (turn 488): THE BLACK COMPANY (Darkfist, mgr.)
DM 2 NIANIA (turn 374): THE GOLDEN FISH (Nick, mgr.)
DM 3 OSKSI (turn 493): THE NUKES (Fusion, mgr.)
DM 4 JHELUM (turn 489): DOGS OF WAR (Nick, mgr.)
DM 5 KALTOS (turn 488): THE TAKEN (Silver Stroke, mgr.)
DM 6 TRANSEL (turn 492): BATTLE BEASTS (Sensei Jan, mgr.)
DM 7 BONSUR (turn 489): SUGAR AND SPICE (Mannequin, mgr.)
DM 10 KOLACT (turn 484): TOWNSVILLAINS (The Narrator, mgr.)
DM 18 TALCAMA (turn 476): none
DM 21 SUNSET (turn 474): YAKUZA (Sensei Jan, mgr.)
DM 36 JHANS (turn 448): BLITZKRIEG (Polarius, mgr.)
DM 38 CLIFFHOME (turn 439): ALL FINESSE (Mannequin, mgr.)
DM 39 XOCHITHLAN (turn 191): CHEAP SHOTS (?, mgr.)
DM 42 RODEKI (turn 426): COLOR ME SUAVE (Suave, mgr.)
DM 51 TRICORUS (turn 374): ALL-UGLY TEAM (The Sentinel, mgr.)
DM 54 TROCAR (turn 177): USELESS TOOLS (Crip, mgr.)
DM 59 ILLIS (turn 165): THE EXPLORERS (Kellog, mgr.)
DM 62 VALAMANTIS (turn 324): SRETSAMLEUD (Phat Phat, mgr.)
DM 72 DRAGONHEAD (turn 142): EPOCHOLYPSE (Brewmaster, mgr.)
ADM 104 DARKHOLM (turn 367): DARK PANTHEON (Doc Steele, mgr.)
Recent Graduates
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DM 1 MORDANT (turn 488): MURGEN of THE BLACK COMPANY (Darkfist, mgr.)
MUMPHY CHICK of LEGENDS OF STEELE (Doc Steele, mgr.)
DM 3 OSKSI (turn 493): THOR of AESIR (Buri, mgr.)
DM 4 JHELUM (turn 489): G.A. CUSTER of DOGS OF WAR (Nick, mgr.)
DM 6 TRANSEL (turn 492): DARK THUNDER of DARK PANTHEON (Doc Steele, mgr.)
(turn 491): SPONGEBOB of BATTLE BEASTS (Sensei Jan, mgr.)
DM 7 BONSUR (turn 488): JAKUCHU ITO of NINJAS (Shocking Toad, mgr.)
RAISON D'ETRE of BATHTUB ARMADA (Mannequin, mgr.)
DM 10 KOLACT (turn 484): SHYLAYLA MINOR of PRAETORIAN GUARD (Shocking Toad, mgr.)
DM 18 TALCAMA (turn 476): HE HATE ME of WASTELAND (The Muffin Man, mgr.)
PEON NECROMANCER of SRETSAMLEUD (Phat Phat, mgr.)
(turn 475): NEOSPHINCTER of WASTELAND (The Muffin Man, mgr.)
DM 21 SUNSET (turn 474): VEG-O-MATIC of TRANSGRESSORS (?, mgr.)
(turn 475): TSUNAMI of STORM WARNING (Abarsis, the Slaughter Priest)
DM 38 CLIFFHOME (turn 438): HEBEE of ALL FINESSE (Mannequin, mgr.)
DM 39 XOCHITHLAN (turn 191): ZOOLANDER of WITLESS WONDERS (Berylstar, mgr.)
DM 42 RODEKI (turn 425): SNAPPY GEORGE of COLOR ME SUAVE (Suave, mgr.)
DM 51 TRICORUS (turn 373): DROGOI of DARK HORSEMEN (Nick, mgr.)
DM 72 DRAGONHEAD (turn 142): MISSY MAYHAM of ANGELS OF CHAOS (Lord Chaos, mgr.)
SPY REPORT
Like the magnificent Sun, rising upon the Dawn and exiling the Night for a Day,
I, Novgorodny Vir, return once again! Nothing is certain in RODEKI, with changing
loyalties, changing Duelmasters. Write this down: new top team--FLAGG'S FIVE.
HIGHER PURPOSE had cause to celebrate, after NESSA got 21 points by beating
EMBEZZLING SCRIBE. A certain someone should cut down on the drinking and practice
more, after losing 14 points to ALARIC. (Discrete enough, VIRTUOS VIXEN?) Those who
hoped for a new Duelmaster were disappointed by EL RIPPOFF, of DELVERS, who despite a
15-11-0 couldn't overcome RODEKI's Number 1. Word has it one team in RODEKI is
taking speech lessons to try to bore their opponent to death. I'll bet it works.
My mother wished me to avoid conflict, and seek the gentle trade of Spyreporter.
But warriors aren't supposed to avoid fights! Like a horde of jackals fleeing from
the lion, so did the "warriors" in RODEKI avoid COLOR ME SUAVE. The warriors of
COLOR ME SUAVE found their efforts at combat frustrated as FLAGG'S FIVE apparently
had more important things to do than fight. Everyone is famous for fifteen minutes,
and BOZO is it right now. Most challenged warrior. Isn't CLOWNING AROUND proud!
Them's the breaks, JOHN ROSE. Expecting fair challenges from CLOWNING AROUND is
evidently too much to ask. Warriors of RODEKI! Do you wish your reputations tainted
by the base challenge of YANKEE DAN?
Like the wind whispering among the pines, do hearest I many disquieting rumors.
Oh hard! that to strike a flame, the match itself must needs be wasting!
Do not think spyreporting in RODEKI is the highlight of my life. As if buffeted
by forces of nature beyond my control, I must take my leave of this place. Like a
mixed metaphor, and an overtaxed simile, I now bid RODEKI farewell-- Novgorodny Vir
DUELMASTER W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
PROBLEMATIC 3928 22 15 0 118 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
CHALLENGER CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
STERLING 3950 18 13 3 97 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
GATE WITCH 3953 18 8 0 94 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
EL RIPPOFF 3992 15 11 0 93 DELVERS (154)
CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
ANN ARTICHOKE 3984 18 10 0 81 DELVERS (154)
GUNSLINGER 1587 14 18 2 77 KING'S KREW (151)
FUZZY BUZZCUT 4024 14 6 0 70 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
YANKEE DAN 4019 17 5 0 68 CLOWNING AROUND (354)
GEORGE STARK 1589 14 20 0 68 KING'S KREW (151)
CHALLENGER ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
GOLDEN BOY OF BASS 4071 6 1 0 62 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
JOHN ROSE 3985 7 21 0 48 DELVERS (154)
SUSHEE SU 3983 9 19 0 46 DELVERS (154)
BOZO 4016 8 14 0 44 CLOWNING AROUND (354)
LIMPY TWO-SCREWS 4048 8 7 0 40 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
CHALLENGER INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
CARRIE 3230 5 8 0 28 KING'S KREW (151)
CHALLENGER INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
HAIRLIP BOMBSHELL 4067 2 6 1 25 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
BEN MEARS 3280 4 2 0 21 KING'S KREW (151)
NESSA 4090 1 0 1 21 HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
CRIX BREMOORE 4091 2 0 1 19 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
GERALD 3281 3 3 0 18 KING'S KREW (151)
ALARIC 4086 1 0 0 17 HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
DARIUS 4087 1 0 1 11 HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
VIRTUOS VIXEN 4092 1 1 0 6 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
ADASHIR 4088 0 1 0 1 HIGHER PURPOSE (363)
'-' denotes a warrior who did not fight this turn.
THE DEAD W L K TEAM NAME SLAIN BY TURN Revenge?
EMBEZZLING SCRIBE 5 0 1 0 1 NESSA 4090 427 NONE
UNFUNNY JOKE 4109 0 1 0 COLOR ME SUAVE 322 HIGH ELF 19 427 NONE
HAMMERFIST 4093 0 1 0 DELVERS 154 DARIUS 4087 427
EITAN 4089 0 1 0 HIGHER PURPOSE 363 BLACK ORC 20 427 NONE
PERSONAL ADS
John Rose -- I guess we have one more dance before I head to the champs class! --
Yankee Dan
Golden Boy -- You giant freak! Stay away! This is my act! -- Bozo
Gate Witch -- (very smug look) I gotta love fights that end that way. -- El Rippoff
the impolite and prone to gloating
Yankee Dan -- (heavy sigh) At least I got more skills than you did this time. It
isn't that I mind sharing, you know, it's just that, I dunno, maybe I'm not really
cut out for this gladiating stuff. What do you think? Should I petition for
retirement? It isn't like I have a good chance at the "worst record" stakes. -- John
Rose
The Kung-Fu Master has cold hands, so I broke all his fingers. That's fair, isn't
it? -- Ann Artichoke
Hairlip Bombshell -- A spy told me to take a dagger and shave it close, and I did.
Very close, oops! Oh, well, you have a spare lip, after all. -- Sushee Su
Assur -- I'm not sure the Commission's standards CLEARLY say anything about
graduation any more.
Flagg -- I actually HAD stuff to go into this newsletter last time, and there were
"technical problems." (sigh) -- the Scribe
16 January 2004
CHAOTIC WINDS
Once, long ago, the four Winds of Time descended upon Alastari like a TEMPEST of
epic proportions, they slew everything within their all-encompassing reach. They
left nothing. In their wake lay smoldering ruins.
In their haste they sped towards the center of this great land like a colossal
giant would step across an ocean. The four storms picked up momentum on their way
towards each other. A collision was eminent.
The first storm wind, the oldest and wisest of the four was named APEXALUS. The
second, FLAGGSTAFF, was the quickest and loudest entity ever created. The third Wind
of Time was MATRIATIN, neither old or young, quick or slow, but fierce and feisty all
the same. The forth wind, ASSAMITHIUS, the youngest yet most creative in its means
of destruction.
When finally they merged at the center of ALASTARI, an incredible destructive
explosion occurred. And when the smoke and debris cleared they were one. CHAOS was
born.
And Chaos spread across the diminished lands reeking havoc and doom with its
passing, and destroying allover again that which already lay in ruin.
F E A R C H A O S I N C.
M A T R I X
28 January 2004
All -- I send out this invitation to all teams and managers. A new Alliance has been
formed. The Living Essences Alliance is being formed to join forces in an effort to
eliminate common foes and to help the joined warriors grow and learn to the best of
their abilities by offering suggestions and advice. It doesn't matter what arena
you're in, or if you're in another alliance already, as of today. This Alliance is
open to one and all! If you are interested in joining, please DIPLO me, or send a
personal ad to DM 93's newsletter. If you wish to join beyond March 2004, send a PA
to DM 82. Come join the fun! -- Dagan LifeGiver, mgr. Shadow Warriors (DM 93)
28 January 2004
This notice is to formally introduce our young alliance, CHAOS INC. We consist of
APEX, FLAGG, MATRIX, ASSAMITE, and now RUDE BUDDHA. If we aren't already there, we
WILL be coming to an arena near you soon! Hope to see you all at the ZALCON II.
4 February 2004
Greeting from Jhans, DM 36 -- In 2 turns the kLk will host our first annual "St.
Valentines Day Massacre" in Jhans, arena 36. (Kill Contest) The contest will begin
on turn 450. It will run for 10 turns. On turn 461 the winners will be announced.
There will be 3 separate categories, the team with the most kills, the alliance with
the most kills, and the warrior with the most kills. For the manager of the team
with the most kills a PRIZE of 10 ROLL-UPS will be rewarded (or $50 deposited into
his account). No need to declare yourself in the personals. If you are in DM 36,
you will be part of the contest whether you like it or not. We encourage as much
trash talk as you'd like. All teams, managers, and alliances invited. Please
contact Polarius (mgr. of Blitzkrieg) in DM 36 with questions. Or you can email me
at jamieptmo@hotmail.com. Good luck and see you in the sands. -- Polarius
LAST WEEK'S FIGHTS
EITAN was dealt death by BLACK ORC in a 1 minute Dark Arena fight.
UNFUNNY JOKE was butchered by HIGH ELF in a 1 minute brutal Dark Arena duel.
GATE WITCH overcame ANN ARTICHOKE in a 1 minute veteran's Challenge match.
YANKEE DAN viciously subdued JOHN ROSE in a 4 minute brutal veteran's Challenge fight.
GOLDEN BOY OF BASS devastated SUSHEE SU in a 1 minute uneven Challenge brawl.
HAIRLIP BOMBSHELL was luckily beaten by BOZO in a 2 minute Challenge struggle.
PROBLEMATIC beat EL RIPPOFF in a popular 4 minute master's Title brawl.
GUNSLINGER was handily defeated by STERLING in a 1 minute gruesome uneven melee.
GEORGE STARK slimly lost to FUZZY BUZZCUT in a 6 minute gruesome expert's fight.
LIMPY TWO-SCREWS defeated CARRIE in a 1 minute fight.
GERALD beat MORDANT DESERTER in a 2 minute melee.
BEN MEARS beat EMBEZZLING SCRIBE in a 3 minute fight.
VIRTUOS VIXEN was subdued by ALARIC in a 3 minute amateur's match.
CRIX BREMOORE handily defeated ADASHIR in a 1 minute one-sided contest.
NESSA murdered EMBEZZLING SCRIBE in a 1 minute one-sided brawl.
DARIUS easily killed HAMMERFIST in a 1 minute gruesome one-sided conflict.
BATTLE REPORT
MOST POPULAR RECORD DURING THE LAST 10 TURNS
|FIGHTING STYLE FIGHTS FIGHTING STYLE W - L - K PERCENT|
|BASHING ATTACK 6 AIMED BLOW 6 - 1 - 0 86 |
|LUNGING ATTACK 5 PARRY-STRIKE 8 - 2 - 0 80 |
|SLASHING ATTACK 3 SLASHING ATTACK 14 - 4 - 2 78 |
|TOTAL PARRY 3 TOTAL PARRY 18 - 10 - 0 64 |
|WALL OF STEEL 3 PARRY-RIPOSTE 17 - 12 - 0 59 |
|PARRY-LUNGE 2 PARRY-LUNGE 8 - 6 - 0 57 |
|PARRY-RIPOSTE 2 BASHING ATTACK 13 - 15 - 0 46 |
|AIMED BLOW 1 LUNGING ATTACK 15 - 18 - 2 45 |
|PARRY-STRIKE 1 STRIKING ATTACK 2 - 3 - 1 40 |
|STRIKING ATTACK 1 WALL OF STEEL 5 - 18 - 0 22 |
Turn 427 was great if you Not so great if you used The fighting styles of the
used the fighting styles: the fighting styles: top eleven warriors are:
AIMED BLOW 1 - 0 BASHING ATTACK 2 - 4 2 PARRY-RIPOSTE
PARRY-STRIKE 1 - 0 WALL OF STEEL 1 - 2 2 BASHING ATTACK
SLASHING ATTACK 3 - 0 PARRY-RIPOSTE 0 - 2 2 TOTAL PARRY
TOTAL PARRY 2 - 1 STRIKING ATTACK 0 - 1 1 PARRY-STRIKE
LUNGING ATTACK 3 - 2 1 LUNGING ATTACK
PARRY-LUNGE 1 - 1 1 PARRY-LUNGE
1 AIMED BLOW
1 WALL OF STEEL
TOP WARRIOR OF EACH STYLE
FIGHTING STYLE WARRIOR W L K PNTS TEAM NAME
PARRY-STRIKE PROBLEMATIC 3928 22 15 0 118 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
LUNGING ATTACK STERLING 3950 18 13 3 97 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
PARRY-LUNGE GATE WITCH 3953 18 8 0 94 FLAGG'S FIVE (213)
PARRY-RIPOSTE EL RIPPOFF 3992 15 11 0 93 DELVERS (154)
BASHING ATTACK FUZZY BUZZCUT 4024 14 6 0 70 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
TOTAL PARRY YANKEE DAN 4019 17 5 0 68 CLOWNING AROUND (354)
AIMED BLOW GOLDEN BOY OF BASS 4071 6 1 0 62 COLOR ME SUAVE (322)
Note: Warriors have a winning record and are an Adept or Above.
The overall popularity leader is PROBLEMATIC 3928. The most popular warrior this
turn was PROBLEMATIC 3928. The ten other most popular fighters were GATE WITCH 3953,
JOHN ROSE 3985, EL RIPPOFF 3992, VIRTUOS VIXEN 4092, ALARIC 4086, YANKEE DAN 4019,
STERLING 3950, FUZZY BUZZCUT 4024, GERALD 3281, and GOLDEN BOY OF BASS 4071.
The least popular fighter this week was HAMMERFIST 4093. The other ten least popular
fighters were ADASHIR 4088, CARRIE 3230, GUNSLINGER 1587, BOZO 4016, SUSHEE SU 3983,
ANN ARTICHOKE 3984, UNFUNNY JOKE 4109, EITAN 4089, BEN MEARS 3280, and LIMPY
TWO-SCREWS 4048.
The following warriors will travel to ADVANCED DUELMASTERS after next turn:
PROBLEMATIC (42-3928) FLAGG'S FIVE (213)