Chaos Storm #1219 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1219:
You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children — Madeleine L'Engle (1918–2007)
- All changes to this update are secret. Or maybe not that secret. Or maybe not that serious.
Whirl wind sent the following report to TMN:
It’s hard to describe briefly what occurred today and lead up to it, but I will try my best. A few days ago, someone from the time of the Ancients reached out to speak with several exiles.
Whether she herself was an Ancient is unclear but she spoke of Tart'targ as her mother who was older still. She called herself Pelaegia and spoke of the ocean and the weirding waters in an ancient Citadel atop a mountain peak in the Eastern Mountains. Under these waters lay ruins, cracks in reality, gateways acting as glimpses to a shadowy plane.
Unfortunately, the time between speaking and meeting was short, but a group of exiles consisting of NNK, Stinkfist, Mehan, Salandra, Haffron, Phroon, Gorvin, Naferu, Pirate, Poplar, Garr, Arbitur, Aspasia, Kvynn, Gustave, and I battled our way into Shadowspring Citadel to meet her.
She said she cared for the Citadel and worked to repair the cracks and damage done to it but requested the help of lantern bearers and their companions to banish a threat to the machines.
She said that a sun spirit from another plane was and had been feeding off the sun energy from the machines and that it had been slowly leeching sun energy from the world around it.
She asked if we had not felt the disturbance? The way the world feels slightly unbalanced, uneasy, as if tilted and uneven. A barrier between us and the sun, a weakness, a frailty.
While we know this state of being to be a reality, it apparently was not always so. Moreover, Pelaegia stated that lantern bearers, children of the Sun, should be no weaker than a child of the Moon, nor a child of the Earth. She told us of a time when that was so. A time before our remembering.
Surprised at the revelation that Mystics had never known more strength, she told us how we may find and banish this leeching spirit. Described as a vast golden, horrible, hungry wyrm, it is drawn to the greatest concentrations of the sun's energy so it may consume whatever it can. It must be banished back to its realm by destroying the physical body it manifests in our world.
Once it is no longer able to consume the sun's energy can the lantern bearers re-right the imbalance it left behind. In the ways of the Ancients, in the language of magic the lantern bearers must stand on the plaza of the sun and redirect the Sun's energies back into the machines by invocation.
Upon completion of this task she said we will feel the sun as we should and its power return to us. She requested that we seek her out when we have defeated the wyrm and she will teach us how to make amulets of breath, which will allow us to breathe water once we have the power to work such magic.
Discussion lead to action and today a group consisting of NNK, Salandra, Stinkfist, Mehan, Naferu, Arbitur, Gorvin, Xepel, Phroon and I ascended to a mountain peak housing a large Sun Machine more locally known as Sunspire.
Not sure we would find what we were looking for, we charged the machine fully to perhaps lure the creature to reveal itself and feed.
With great flashes of light, sun wyrms appeared between one blink and the next.
Swarmed, we fought them back. Suddenly a larger wyrm appeared and attacked as the bodies of the lesser wyrms dissolved into nothingness.
The fight was vicious but ultimately we prevailed. As it perished and returned to whatever plane it was from, we felt all the sun energy it had been directing toward itself gather around Salandra and I instead.
After consulting with Phroon, who with the help of Poplar, Fanan and others has studied the Ancient language extensively, we managed to translate the invocation.
Standing on the giant medallion engraved into the floor of Sunspire and lit by the sun, Salandra and I incanted "Sun join to Sun" in the words of the Ancients.
Light poured from our hands and bodies; the wind howled, and the machines groaned. A moment of electric energy raced across my skin and for a moment it felt as though sound had stopped, until a subtle shift in my mind snapped into place. A barrier I had not known existed, but once removed was unmistakably present, crumbled; Sound and light and *power* screamed back to life inside me.
The world itself shifted, askew no longer, but level as it had once been, as it should have been, settled comfortably back into being.
Every moment since I have felt a slow but steady flow of strength return to me emanating from the Sun's machines. Powerful as it is, I too feel chaos clouding its strength. What will occur once the growing chaos storm passes, I do not know.
But every day brings us closer to the Sun and I look forward to every moment.
Thoom Phroon sent the following announcement to TMN. Congratulations to Phroon!
I've passed the seventh circle healing test!
TMN received the following report from Fishwinkle today:
A rare but welcome occurrence happened in town today. Three medics of the illustrious ThoomCare™ Clan managed to take a moment in their busy schedules to form the renowned Thoom triangle. A renowned formation celebrating our noble heritage.
Chaos Storm #1214 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1214:
It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart. — Rainer Maria Rilke (1875–1926)
- Assorted fixes and tweaks to new monsters and areas.
Connie Crete sent the following report to TMN:
Writin this down while is still fresh in my head.
Tha pirates held a Gala ta raise money fer somethin nautical related. Ask Stinky he knows tha details. First off, sum really nice decorations. I admit I grabbed this pitcher when I remembered it'd be a good story ta write up, not when was goin on.
Pun were there and she probably gots a more better recollection. I heard her yell out at one point we had 97 exiles in tha lands. I rarely gits out in Eurotime, so was good ta see lots o folks I aint seen in years, like Mjollnir and Farhope and alla other folks is daytime fer me. Yor and Michael also made an appearance.
It started with an auction o stuff - tha high thing were Xepel buyin a tune from Coriakin fer a bazillion (60k) alla other stuff be a blur but that stood out.
Jest as tha auction were windin down and tha bards was about ta bard, sum commotion started around tha bank. Now Stinky had had tha pirates put chains around tha bank in preparation o sumthn or other. Blamo - rocks falled on it. Exiles trapped and/or daid near it. Sumthn sumthin Shadow Guild. Sumthn sumthin mystics in tha cloud doin sumthin ta keep tha Shadow Guild from somethin. Hopin Whirlwind or one o thems from tha rock throwin team knows more about that.
Anyway - bank moved. Sumhow tha mystics got tha bank away from tha Shadow Guild or was playin keep away or whatever they was doin and tooked it ta tha mirror. Don't ask me why. Mystics.
It may have had ta do with Skirwan and Jamboree bein married on tha cloud which 'spains why sum folks was there. Congrats Skirwan and Jamboree.
Come ta find out sum o tha folks at tha Gala was traitors masqueradin as good Gaia fearin exiles. Like that daid Romulus guy - he's a no-good sneaky bad guy tryin ta steal tha bank . . . lots o shadow guild peoples pops outta no where, stabs ya and runs away. Everybudy runs around town, keelin Shadow Guild pepples. And runs around s-forest keelin em. And restores peace. Now tha mystics gotta figgure out how ta git tha bank back ta town. I swear mystics is tha type that jumps outta windows and then figgures out tha landin on tha way down.
Sumbudy figgures ta take tha chains that Stinky had tha pirates put around tha bank an drags it, mystics it and portals it back ta town.
Finally with a mighty heave, pushes it back onta its foundation.
Now we has cracks unner tha mirror from droppin a bank and rocks there. Now tha ground be . . . less that stable. As luck would have it, all mornin, Aymi tha myrm-thoom (thoom-myrm? whatever) had been diggin a hole up around tha dye shop. Asked her ta git her myrm friends ta take tha dirt and go fill in and re-enforce tha mirror ta keep it stable since needs that fer mirror access fer portal placement.
Everythin be good now, but fer an ominous note left behind, "We'll be back fer yer coins. - SG"
Then tha bards started ta play music. I listened a lil, but moseyed off ta report and ta drink beer.
Breaking News on SNN from Reporter Phroon the Thoom:
Salandra sent the following report to TMN:
The recent Kyuem Events have been a success—even if they have not met our original hopes.
Briefly, the community donated a total of seven Kyuems and ethercles to power them. Six Kyuems were used during two different tests, resulting in two working and semi-permanent Kyuems. These Kyuems are being referred to as "Tethering Kyuems" and work differently than the Kyuems that were placed during the ethereal incursions.
At this time, the "Ethereal Event" placements have been put on hold pending future research. Buckets and buckets of information about the tests, their results, and how to reproduce them, can be found on the Clan Lord Discord in the Ethereal Research section.
Chaos Storm #1210 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1210:
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. — Herman Hesse (1877–1962)
- You’ll need to explore to discover changes for this chaos storm.
The pop-up law office of Skirwan'slawyer and Associates has closed after being open for a brief period.
TMN has received word that the following note has been found posted to the sides of several buildings in Puddleby.
As of this day, Soldi, day 79 of Summer, year 623, Ma’Ta Salandra renounces her membership in the Mystic Council and the Mystic Guild of Puddleby.
(Written lower and in a slightly messier hand:)
The guild is dead.
I was there in the years after the Ripture Wars. I saw the height of life within the Guild. I saw what I thought was corruption and it drove me to what was the Shadow Council. It drove me insane.
Years later I returned full of anger and hatred. I know now that the corruption I saw before has poisoned the body. I see now the lingering death of the Guild and a Council who is without the will to stop it. It drove me to freedom.
Now I walk alone filled with despair and longing. The tendrils of that dying body no longer have purchase on my soul. I have broken a vow to those I consider friends and for that I am sorry. I pray for their escape.
Now I walk alone – Now I am truly free.
(The last words are written deeply.)
Salandra sent the following report to TMN:
On Saturday February 6, at 11 AM PST / 2 PM EST / 7 PM GMT / 6 AM AEDT we will be attempting to place a Kyuem in Orga Camp 3. Over the next several weeks we’ll be collecting donations to build the Kyuems needed and power them once they are placed (Salandra is the point of collection). This event is open to every exile.
For more information please visit this scroll (http://maps.clanlord.net/Salandra/Information/Kyuem.html) or go to the Kyuem Event forum on the Discord.
We're going to need a lot of help to get this done. Please join the community to forward the Ethereal Story!
My apologies. Somehow I missed bringing attention to the inaugural relaunch of SNN. I hope more broadcasts are forthcoming.
Salandra sent the following announcement to TMN:
Here Be Dragons has been a hopeful project for the last few decades or so, and it's finally becoming a reality. More information can be found on our scrolls, but the general intent is to create a mapping guild that brings together the various exiles who have not only dedicated themselves to the creation of maps, but also the sharing of the knowledge of our world.
As of today, the first handful of invitations are being sent out and the first members are officially joining. Their works will be coming to our scrolls over the next days. If you are interested or know someone you think should be a member of our guild please read through our membership information and get in touch with Salandra.
Grim, renowned Puddlebean painter, captured live reactions to the news from Journeyman Mystic Borzon & former Fen President Largo.
TMN received this report from Borzon and Largo today:
PUDDLEBY – Ascendancy officials have levied a new tariff on textile exports to the Lok’Groton island chain. Affronted flocks of foxy fops and fabulous fashionistas fear the fallout of this frocking fabric fee. Community conversations concerning the complexities of this clothing crackdown have commenced. The consensus? Contempt. Can our closets cope? Find out on the Discord sinstone network.
Poplar sent the following report to TMN:
An intrepid investigative force set out today to explore the workings of the Annulus. A formidable group of fighters, healers, and mystics made their way to the large gaping pit on Tenebrion’s island. After some discussion, they jumped down in tactical order. It was immediately apparent that this part of the EP is unhealthy for mystics. It was rather perilous for fighters and healers as well. Most were fallen within minutes. This was repeated several times. Luckily, after each foray, at least one fighter survived long enough to chain the others back to town. The chore of chaining often fell to newly-eighth circle fighter Lexa and champion extraordinaire Haffron.
Healing was provided by Darth Wader, Penthka, and Kathius. After six successive rounds of dying, chaining to TC to be healed, and re-entering TI, they were able to clear enough for science to take place.
A number of interesting phenomena were noted during the course of the investigation. The group concentrated their efforts on the west side of the annulus. Although surrounded by an invisible barrier of some sort, there seems to be some sort of path or other mechanism by which one could theoretically enter. Several exiles reported being randomly ported out of the snell and onto PI or back to the edge of the pit on TI. There was an earthquake preceding one of these random ports. Salandra, the prominent mystic, was twiddling with the friendly clouds surrounding the annulus when a large spawn of decidedly unfriendly clouds of ether appeared out of nowhere and wreaked havoc. Aspasia, Borzon, and Poplar all reported negative side effects after touching the clouds of ether. After another trip to town and back, the acclaimed ranger Biro brought along a befriended banshee and attempted to use it to probe the mysterious pathways. This resulted in her immediate porting back to PI. The remaining exiles started noticing episodes of being ported short distances from their original positions. One such instance resulted in the illustrious healer Kathius falling to an “ethereal whirlpool.”
The adventurers decided that enough science had been conducted for one day and that a larger force would be needed to investigate further. They retreated to town and celebrated their several near escapes.
Chaos Storm #1206 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1206:
No matter how hard the past is, you can always begin again. — Buddha
- When asked what was new this update, the creators smirked knowingly, yet spoke not a word. So... your guess is as good as mine?
- The virtual machine that hosts the Clan Lord game server froze, unexpectedly & inexplicably, on 19 Dec., which made the game inaccessible for about 90 minutes. Sorry about that! We’re awarding some free ranks to everyone as consolation.
Chaos Storm #1201 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1201:
Celebrate the idea that you don’t fit in. Find your own fit. Stay unique. — Betsey Johnson (b. 1942)
- Season’s Beatings!
- Like poorly wrapped Bawkmas gifts, all changes to this update are secret.
The next Bard Concert is scheduled for:
TODAY! Right now!
Sunday, November 29, 2020 at noon PDT, 3PM EDT.
Totem sent the following report to TMN:
Kori, local ranger and advocate for the extermination of Jade Arachnoids, announced his candidacy for the Office of the Fen Presidency in a small gathering in Town Center today.
Kori made promises to include "MORE RANKS, MORE COINS, MORE MUSIC, and MORE MILK!!”. Kori was not not available for questions following the announcement, but promised more information about his platform in the coming days.
Shortly after the announcement, a campaign poster appeared in local message boards.
Kori appears to be the youngest candidate to ever run for the Office of the Fen Presidency.
Chaos Storm #1197 has swept the Lok'Groton island chain. Please post any changes you have observed and wish to share with others in the comments.
Delta Tao's "What's New" for v1197:
Heroism is accessible. Happiness is more difficult. — Albert Camus (1913–1960)
- All changes this update are either secret or too obvious to mention here. (But not both.)