DUELMASTERS NEWSLETTER
Date : 02/13/2004 Duedate: 03/11/2004
TROCAR ARENA
DM-54 TURN-178
This Weeks Top Honors
THE DUELMASTER IS
RUBBER BULLET
USELESS TOOLS (219)
(54-2503) [15-1-0,114]
Chartered Recognition Leader Unchartered Recognition Leader
RUBBER BULLET SOUR GRAPES
USELESS TOOLS (219) CLICHES (287)
(54-2503) [15-1-0,114] (54-2688) [3-0-0,33]
Popularity Leader This Weeks Favorite
CERISA SOUR GRAPES
TRADERS OF TROCAR (252) CLICHES (287)
(54-2414) [19-27-1,85] (54-2688) [3-0-0,33]
THE CURRENT TOP TEAM
USELESS TOOLS (219)
TEAMS ON THE MOVE TOP CAREER HONORS
Team Name Point Gain Chartered Team
1. PLAGUES (273) 56
2. USELESS TOOLS (219) 23 USELESS TOOLS (219)
3. CLICHES (287) 17 Unchartered Team
4. DREIHDENWALD (279) 16
5. THE WHITE COMPANY (201) 9 CLICHES (287)
The Top Teams
Career Win-Loss Record W L K % Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns W L K
1/ 1*CLICHES (287) 7 3 0 70.0 1/ 1 USELESS TOOLS (219) 10 1 0
2/ 2 USELESS TOOLS (219) 153 74 3 67.4 2/ 3 PLAGUES (273) 9 6 0
3/ 3 INDULGENT DRINKS (256) 76 45 4 62.8 3/ 4 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252) 8 7 0
4/ 4 DREIHDENWALD (279) 28 21 0 57.1 4/ 2 DREIHDENWALD (279) 8 7 0
5- 5 THE MUPPETS (20) 67 51 4 56.8 5/ 6*CLICHES (287) 7 3 0
6/ 6 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276) 30 25 0 54.5 6/ 5 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276) 7 8 0
7/ 7 THE WHITE COMPANY (201) 77 69 6 52.7 7/ 7 THE BLACK COMPANY (185) 5 8 0
8/ 8 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252) 116 113 6 50.7 8/ 8 THE WHITE COMPANY (201) 4 9 1
9- 9 RUNNING AMOK (238) 62 62 7 50.0 9-11 RUNNING AMOK (238) 1 3 0
10/11 PLAGUES (273) 26 29 0 47.3 10-10 THE MUPPETS (20) 1 4 0
11/10 THE BLACK COMPANY (185) 81 101 2 44.5 11/ 9 INDULGENT DRINKS (256) 0 2 0
'*' 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
So why do I have this bag over my head? Because I am The Unknown Spymaster and
I'm going to give you a spy report!. It looks like the guys(?) at PLAGUES had a good
week as they went 4-1-0 to put them in 2nd place. I guess steroids help! Hey
everybody, watch out for KILLER BEE, who flew up 22 points in the rankings after
mashing LORD HALIFAX like a melon. Keep your eye on this guy. Ya know, some days it
doesn't pay to walk out on the sands. LORD HALIFAX was defeated by KILLER BEE and
drops 17 points. Our battling duelmaster RUBBER BULLET has managed to hold the
title, fending off MERGEN's none too subtle advances. Better luck next time, THE
BLACK COMPANY. An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but an onion a day keeps T.P.s
at bay.
Let's dig a little deeper into what's happening in the TROCAR arena. Did you
hear that DREIHDENWALD was most avoided team this week? Well, knowing the personal
hygiene of DREIHDENWALD's warriors, I'm not surprised! For those of you who like
math, try this one: DREIHDENWALD + Weapons That go Boom = THE WHITE COMPANY + Avoid
City. Well dang howdy, but if challenges were votes, LORD HALIFAX would be
president. Although it may be a contest he doesn't want to win. In a touching
display by a 'touched' warrior, IN-LAWS went after CERISA, who was higher by 23
points. Well, when the dust settled, IN-LAWS won victory over CERISA.
Being a spy is great--other people die and you spend the rest of the day
drinking to their memory. Better tanked than dead! Knowing when to use the right
tactics at the proper time is a very important step on the road to Duelmaster.
Well, there's the manager of the TROCAR giving me the 'cut' sign (or is that
'They're going to strangle you in the alley?). C'mon, Leadfoot, let's make some
tracks. Its been fun, and I'm sure you enjoyed it (boos). Now that I've got you
worked up for Snide Clemens, I'll be leaving-- The Unknown Spymaster
DUELMASTER W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
RUBBER BULLET 2503 15 1 0 114 USELESS TOOLS (219)
CHALLENGER CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
MOUSETRAP 2521 11 3 1 98 USELESS TOOLS (219)
CROAKER 1898 11 13 0 93 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
-MICROSOFT 2483 10 5 0 91 USELESS TOOLS (219)
CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
MERGEN 1899 13 12 1 90 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
CERISA 2414 19 27 1 85 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252)
-RAVEN CLAW 2461 9 11 1 79 RUNNING AMOK (238)
IN-LAWS 2593 8 3 0 79 PLAGUES (273)
THE LIMPER 1844 17 10 0 77 THE WHITE COMPANY (201)
-FOZZY 2398 14 6 1 72 THE MUPPETS (20)
-RALPH 2397 8 12 1 67 THE MUPPETS (20)
CHALLENGER ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
JOURNEY 1900 13 10 0 66 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
KILLER BEE 2596 5 6 0 66 PLAGUES (273)
CHALLENGER ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
NO-STICK TAPE 2541 9 2 0 64 USELESS TOOLS (219)
-COOKIE MONSTER 262 17 6 0 58 THE MUPPETS (20)
YVES CORMINBEUF 2654 5 3 0 58 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276)
URS BOLLINGER 2609 9 2 0 57 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276)
ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
A.O. HELL 2523 9 4 0 55 USELESS TOOLS (219)
-IRON TALON 2460 12 12 0 52 RUNNING AMOK (238)
-SILVERBOLT 2554 6 7 0 45 RUNNING AMOK (238)
LAWYER 2595 6 5 0 43 PLAGUES (273)
LORD HALIFAX 2625 9 1 0 41 DREIHDENWALD (279)
SLOW GIN FIZZ 2556 7 2 0 39 INDULGENT DRINKS (256)
BALZ WEBER 2611 6 5 0 39 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276)
CASS 2629 7 3 0 36 DREIHDENWALD (279)
CHALLENGER INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
TALION 2626 5 5 0 33 DREIHDENWALD (279)
WIMPLES 2640 5 5 0 33 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252)
SOUR GRAPES 2688 3 0 0 33 CLICHES (287)
DAROSHTAN 2602 7 5 0 32 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252)
-RIZZO 2405 7 6 0 32 THE MUPPETS (20)
-FIREFLASH 2459 6 6 2 32 RUNNING AMOK (238)
SCUM III 2034 9 3 0 30 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
WIMPERETTA 2655 6 1 0 30 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252)
-RED EYE 2542 7 5 0 27 INDULGENT DRINKS (256)
FIREANT 2592 5 6 0 26 PLAGUES (273)
-THUNDERBIRD 2555 5 4 0 25 INDULGENT DRINKS (256)
-WHITE RUSSIAN 2652 4 1 0 24 INDULGENT DRINKS (256)
INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
MOLLY 2681 3 1 0 23 DREIHDENWALD (279)
ANIAKIN 2386 2 5 0 23 THE WHITE COMPANY (201)
SVEN DUMUSC 2612 4 7 0 19 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276)
LOCUST 2594 2 9 0 19 PLAGUES (273)
MARK SCHUPPLI 2653 4 4 0 17 BUTZBERG 'CROSS (276)
PET PEEVE 2684 2 1 0 17 CLICHES (287)
CLEAR AS MUD 2686 1 0 0 17 CLICHES (287)
ODDMAN 2693 2 2 0 15 DREIHDENWALD (279)
-SAM 2692 1 1 0 14 THE MUPPETS (20)
SAHARA 2387 1 4 0 7 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
DOZER 2697 1 1 1 5 THE WHITE COMPANY (201)
NAKED TRUTH 2687 1 2 0 5 CLICHES (287)
PALLADIARUM 2710 0 1 0 1 TRADERS OF TROCAR (252)
'-' denotes a warrior who did not fight this turn.
THE DEAD W L K TEAM NAME SLAIN BY TURN Revenge?
JOKAROF TROCAR 2682 1 3 0 TRADERS OF TROCAR 252 DOZER 2697 177
DEAD MAN 2709 0 1 0 THE WHITE COMPANY 201 CONJURED DEMON 26 178 NONE
VAN WILDER 2708 0 1 0 THE WHITE COMPANY 201 PRIEST OF AHRINGOL 20 178 NONE
PERSONAL ADS
Sahara -- I guess now I'm your... -- Pet Peeve
Wimperetta -- I guess I learned the naked truth about you. I'll be back for trading,
you can bet. -- Naked Truth
Mage's Apprentice, huh? I almost had my own sour grapes about that fight. -- Sour
Grapes
Useless Tools are on top! Rubber Bullet is King! Salute. -- The Editor, Cliche
Manager
Wimperetta -- You copy cat! That's my line! I want some blood! I hope you got me
some at the FTF since my hubby proxied you. -- Lady Pandora
Silver Stroke -- Ye gads, man! You are getting soft. I can't believe Little Orphan
Annie is still kicking. Back in your day you would have tossed that pud just for not
looking evil enough. Maybe he can come and play with Sahara. How about the loser of
that bout DA's their weak link. (grin) -- Woelfe
Rubber Bullet -- I spoke too soon. You and your stablemates are full of surprises.
I was looking forward to the chance to face you again. -- Mergen
Rubber Bullet -- Let's see you dodge me.... <chuckling> -- Croaker
Silver Stroke -- I would take the throne, however, there appears to be one small
problem. Crip doesn't appear ready to give it up. He's making a good run of it up
there. <grin> -- Woelfe
All -- This arena has become much too quiet for my ears. Speak up and for the love
of Alastari, try and help drown out the sound of Silver's voice. Lol! -- Woelfe
Croaker -- Honey might sweeten that voice, and it surely needs it! Good fight. --
Cerisa
Talion -- My DEAR boy, you didn't think I would be EASY, did you? No, no, things are
not so SIMPLE. But you made a valiant effort, for which I GREATLY admire you, dear
boy. -- Wimples
Locust -- Best you plague somebody else, eh? -- Daroshtan
P.S. How come you got all those skills? I was SAVING them for a rainy day!
Naked Truth -- That's indecent. But convenient, I must admit. Come a little closer
so that I can taste the Naked Truth, hmm? -- Wimperetta
Dozer -- Well, rats. I guess that joke's on me. -- the depressed ghost of Jokarof
Trocar
Ed. -- Certainly not! She is foul demon, whereas I am a respectable vampire. That
is QUITE different. -- Wimperetta
Ah, silly me. How COULD I have made such a mistake? -- Ed.
Saharia -- I'm coming for you. This is my last chance; if I don't win you know where
to find me after. :( -- Aniakin (sobbing)
Journey -- Well, that was a journey of boredom. Too bad I didn't bring my book,
lol.... And I thought I could scum, heheh.... -- The Limper (dethroned)
Jokar -- They don't call me Dozer fer' nutin. -- Dozer (smiles toothlessly)
Woelfe -- (tries to give him a flea collar) Take this, you need it. (wicked grin) --
Silver Stroke
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
DEAD MAN was butchered by CONJURED DEMON in a 2 minute Dark Arena fight.
VAN WILDER was butchered by PRIEST OF AHRINGOL in a 1 minute Dark Arena duel.
MOUSETRAP luckily beat CROAKER in a exciting 4 minute gory Challenge melee.
IN-LAWS won victory over CERISA in a crowd pleasing 3 minute Challenge brawl.
KILLER BEE overpowered LORD HALIFAX in a 1 minute one-sided Challenge fight.
SCUM III was viciously subdued by SOUR GRAPES in a 8 minute Challenge duel.
LAWYER overcame CASS in a 2 minute gruesome Challenge fight.
LOCUST was vanquished by BALZ WEBER in a 1 minute uneven Challenge duel.
SVEN DUMUSC lost to FIREANT in a 2 minute Challenge fight.
PET PEEVE lost to WIMPERETTA in a 2 minute Challenge duel.
SAHARA was overpowered by ANIAKIN in a 1 minute gruesome one-sided Challenge fight.
RUBBER BULLET luckily beat MERGEN in a exciting 2 minute bloody veteran's Title fight.
JOURNEY was outwaited by THE LIMPER in a tiresome 17 minute veteran's contest.
NO-STICK TAPE devastated DAROSHTAN in a crowd pleasing 1 minute mismatched bout.
YVES CORMINBEUF overpowered LAKE PATROL in a 1 minute one-sided duel.
A.O. HELL viciously subdued SLOW GIN FIZZ in a 2 minute gruesome duel.
URS BOLLINGER outlasted WIMPLES in a unpopular 12 minute brawl.
MARK SCHUPPLI was devastated by TALION in a 1 minute one-sided fight.
MOLLY demolished NAKED TRUTH in a exciting 1 minute one-sided bout.
ODDMAN overpowered PALLADIARUM in a 1 minute mismatched conflict.
DOZER was bested by CLEAR AS MUD in a 3 minute novice's bout.
BATTLE REPORT
MOST POPULAR RECORD DURING THE LAST 10 TURNS
|FIGHTING STYLE FIGHTS FIGHTING STYLE W - L - K PERCENT|
|TOTAL PARRY 10 TOTAL PARRY 66 - 32 - 0 67 |
|STRIKING ATTACK 9 AIMED BLOW 22 - 11 - 0 67 |
|SLASHING ATTACK 5 PARRY-RIPOSTE 14 - 11 - 0 56 |
|BASHING ATTACK 5 STRIKING ATTACK 65 - 73 - 3 47 |
|AIMED BLOW 2 LUNGING ATTACK 23 - 26 - 3 47 |
|PARRY-RIPOSTE 2 PARRY-STRIKE 13 - 16 - 0 45 |
|WALL OF STEEL 2 WALL OF STEEL 14 - 18 - 1 44 |
|PARRY-STRIKE 2 PARRY-LUNGE 6 - 8 - 0 43 |
|PARRY-LUNGE 1 BASHING ATTACK 26 - 38 - 3 41 |
|LUNGING ATTACK 1 SLASHING ATTACK 21 - 36 - 3 37 |
Turn 178 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 2 - 0 PARRY-STRIKE 0 - 2 3 TOTAL PARRY
PARRY-LUNGE 1 - 0 LUNGING ATTACK 0 - 1 3 BASHING ATTACK
STRIKING ATTACK 6 - 3 BASHING ATTACK 0 - 5 2 WALL OF STEEL
SLASHING ATTACK 3 - 2 2 STRIKING ATTACK
PARRY-RIPOSTE 1 - 1 1 LUNGING ATTACK
TOTAL PARRY 5 - 5
WALL OF STEEL 1 - 1
TOP WARRIOR OF EACH STYLE
FIGHTING STYLE WARRIOR W L K PNTS TEAM NAME
WALL OF STEEL RUBBER BULLET 2503 15 1 0 114 USELESS TOOLS (219)
TOTAL PARRY MOUSETRAP 2521 11 3 1 98 USELESS TOOLS (219)
STRIKING ATTACK MERGEN 1899 13 12 1 90 THE BLACK COMPANY (185)
PARRY-LUNGE A.O. HELL 2523 9 4 0 55 USELESS TOOLS (219)
SLASHING ATTACK LAWYER 2595 6 5 0 43 PLAGUES (273)
PARRY-RIPOSTE CASS 2629 7 3 0 36 DREIHDENWALD (279)
Note: Warriors have a winning record and are an Adept or Above.
The overall popularity leader is CERISA 2414. The most popular warrior this turn was
SOUR GRAPES 2688. The ten other most popular fighters were CROAKER 1898, MERGEN
1899, CERISA 2414, IN-LAWS 2593, DEAD MAN 2709, LAWYER 2595, RUBBER BULLET 2503, A.O.
HELL 2523, MOLLY 2681, and KILLER BEE 2596.
The least popular fighter this week was JOURNEY 1900. The other ten least popular
fighters were THE LIMPER 1844, URS BOLLINGER 2609, SCUM III 2034, PALLADIARUM 2710,
MARK SCHUPPLI 2653, SAHARA 2387, LOCUST 2594, CASS 2629, VAN WILDER 2708, and CLEAR
AS MUD 2686.