November 05, 2021
Chaos Storm #1249


Chaos Storm #1249 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 v1249:

11/5/2021 v1249
Praise, like gold and diamonds, owes its value only to its scarcity. — Samuel Johnson (1709–1784)

  • After some time away, recent visitors to Ash Island have returned.
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October 29, 2021
Hrem: From the Birds, To Me, To You


TMN received the following letter from Hrem ven Hremven:

Esteemed Thoom Paramedic,

I write to you today to provide an update on the quest for my quill. Yes, it is I, Hrem ven Hremven, but to save you on ink costs you may simply address me as Hrem in return correspondence. Puddleby as a whole has been incredibly accommodating as I've eased into the townie lifestyle, though not completely void of its own dangers and strife. I once again extend my thanks to those who have rescued me from peril and provided guidance as I stumble. And of course, a special thank you to those who have brought me quills for inspection or offered kind words in support.

While I have found many high-quality feathers suitable for writing, my own beloved quill continues to elude me. I am not completely resigned to the idea that I will never have it again, but I admit there are days when my hope dwindles to the dimmest of sparks. By some mysterious grace these ultimately low moments can be vanquished and the blaze returned to my spirit, sometimes by the unexpected arrival of a jack-o-liche. It was shortly after a harrowing encounter with one of these foul beasts, which required the effort of the mid-day hunt crew and several other strong exiles who were roused from their studies, when I chanced upon a particularly pristine quill. Unfortunately, it was not my treasured tool, but I happily added it to my growing collection of feathers.

A collection that, after experiencing the kindness of Puddleby, I have donated to the town's old libraries for others to use during their work. The quality of a quill has a great impact on speed and accuracy of writing, and I do hope that the great array of pens I have donated will come in handy to those taking notes as they pore over many knowledge-filled tomes.

In my search around the area I have made some observations that I would like to share in this letter, for those who would be interested in such things. The scavenger birds that litter the town and beyond are named so for their penchant for rummaging among the dirt and tall grass to find not only food but nesting materials. It is not uncommon for them to use discarded feathers to build their homes among the branches, and for this reason I targeted their flocks hoping to stumble on my quill pen.

The birds are most commonly found on the beach of West Town, and interestingly they have a tendency to nest in the southernmost tower there. They seem almost completely unbothered by both the rat population and the hooded exiles wildly flailing their weapons, until it's too late of course. A booming population can also be found in the South Farms. They particularly enjoy the Junkyard if the rats haven't already made off with all the good rotten bits of food. Their numbers are severely reduced as you move past the North Gate, but that is not to say you won't find any there. The accidental trampling of a tangleberry as you walk through the Orchard may even attract a small flock to your heels. You'll continue to catch them here and there as you navigate into East Field and beyond, though much like the northern areas the scavengers are mostly living alone or in pairs.

Due to their small size and lack of wing strength I suspect that the fierce winds that blow down from the elevated areas north of the Eastern Mountains force them to keep west. Paired with the lack of common predators, such as small cats and other large birds, the scavengers seem to be enjoying Puddleby almost as much as we do.

Now allow me to burden you no longer with this report, as after many long days of hunting I think it's time for me to simply put down this pen and pull up a chair in the library where I can dive into a good book. If any readers come across any interesting quills or further information that may aid my search I would appreciate the opportunity to speak with you!

Many thanks,
-Hrem ven Hremven

P.S. If anyone is interested in donating coins to the Stop The North Forest Anti-De-Deforestation Project please be in touch. Remember that all donations go directly to supporting the fight against those who are warring against those others who are grappling with those other others who are working to strip the forest bare. The STNFADDP wants to keep our forest healthy so that we can continue to enjoy the natural beauty and bounty that it offers, and we can't do it with you!

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October 14, 2021
Chaos Storm #1245


Chaos Storm #1245 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 v1245:

10/6/2021 v1245
[Margaret] Thatcher was famous for saying “If you want anything said, ask a man. If you want anything done, ask a woman.” Now that’s true, but I would like to add “if you want absolutely nothing said or done, ask a cat.” — Craig Ferguson (b. 1962)

  • Happy Feast of Tssrin!
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September 22, 2021
Memorial Gathering Held


This year's Memorial Gathering was held this evening. It was widely attended by a variety of exiles. Thank you to everyone who came, and special thanks to Dandelion and Largo for organizing it. It was nice to see you all.

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September 19, 2021
Upcoming Memorial Gathering


Dandelion and Largo sent the following report to TMN:

This is the sixteenth year since Tyndall, the beloved sylvan warrior, passed away. As we did last year, we would like to mark this by coming together to remember him and the other folks we've lost over the years. We will be gathering in the Memorial Garden on Wednesday, 9/22 at mosey o'clock [8pm Mountain/7pm Pacific/10pm Eastern/2am GMT]. We will have whiskey and logs for fires. Feel free to bring cigars, more logs, and other beverages if you prefer.

If you knew or hunted with Tyndall, Baffina/Baffette, Tonoto, Eyeball, or K'pyn, you are strongly encouraged to attend and share your memories. If you are grieving someone from outside the lands, this is a space where you can hold that in community. If you would like to show love and friendship to exiles who have lost beloved people, know that your presence will do that.

We realize that a lot of people who might be interested in showing up won't necessarily hear about this through ThoomCare, Discord, or Facebook. Even if you can't attend, you can help the community effort by taking a moment to use the communication avenues available to you to reach out to folks who you think would be interested in coming but won't be reached by these posts. Thank you!

-Dandelion and Largo

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September 04, 2021
Chaos Storm #1240


Chaos Storm #1240 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 v1240:

9/1/2021 v1240
Question everything. Learn something. Answer nothing. — Euripides (c. 480 BC – c. 406 BC)

  • Everything in this update is a secret.
  • We hope that everyone continues to remain safe and healthy!
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August 06, 2021
Puddleby Listener


Puddleby Listener has been added to the Favorites list.

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Bloodpool Update from Sawyer


TMN has received the following letter from Sawyer written in an exceedingly neat hand, without any trace of flourish or embellishment, addressed "To whom it may concern; ThoomCare"

To whom it may concern, and any interested mystics, mages, initiates, novices, etc...

As many of you know, I have made a point of studying the bloodpool: its nature, effects, and influences. My studies often lead me to spend many hours at the altar in the temple in contemplation, ritual, and even prayer (or a form of it). While such studies, up until now, have yielded only reflective silence, recently there has been a breakthrough, and I believe I have made steps closer to understanding the pool in a way perhaps more akin to how Dourin and the other Speakers seem to.

While at the altar the other day, I was able to feel--much more palpably--a vague, insatiable hunger. I had just finished returning a dozen or so Maha corpses to the pool, as Dourin informed all who would inquire that the pool hungered for Savannah Maha. And the pool had begun to hunger for Raste Winders, instead. While standing there... I could *feel* that hunger almost as if it were my own. When stretching out my mind and my focus, I inquired of the pool what to do with that hunger, after which I received an image...swirling and indistinct, snake-like forms joining and swirling and re-joining. (It was not until later discussion that I made the connection that the pool was very likely trying to *show* me the form of its craving, as it were.) It was around this time that Stinkfist arrived at the pool to ensure that I was not "going mad" and still retained my free will. After a brief exchange, we both left to collect the corpses of snakes.

Upon returning, and offering a meager handful of adders to the pool, I once again reached out my senses. Again, I could *feel* it there. A presence so vast. So much greater than a single isolated phenomenon. An ocean of blood, with a hunger as deep as mountains. It's almost as if I could see it. Stinkfist returned with his offering, and began to prance around as he often does, waving a moon manual and spouting inane gibberish in an attempt to look impressive. and did his best to make a scene, in his usual fashion, while I came up with a much more interesting offering.

Taking my bloodblade in hand, I lifted my arm and let my own blood spill into the pool. My own blood as an offering, in an attempt to satiate the insatiable. I do not believe an exile has ever been offered to our local... tributary, as it were...but my offering was accepted, and I soon collapsed into the pool. Communicated to my mind was a feeling of momentary satisfaction. And, while risky, I am pleased that my service and efforts are an acceptable offering.

Stinkfist continued to march around like some sort of annoying, flamboyant bird for some time, waving his moon manual and seeming very pleased with himself, but eventually dragged me back to town, and the bard concert, and all but forced me to relate parts of this experience to those in attendance, there.

I think there are several interesting things to note in this exchange. The nature of the way the pool communicates is illuminating, as it seems to speak through impressions, urges, simple thoughts and images. It speaks mostly of a deep hunger, and attempts to make its cravings manifest to those who seek to commune with it through the same swirling, indistinct patterns that were placed in my mind. Of note, it could be that the snake-like forms shown to me might have only coincidentally seemed like representations of actual snakes... perhaps they are something else entirely. The only way to truly know will be to continue to commune with the pool as best I can, perhaps as it craves other creatures, it will show other forms to those who seek to understand and interpret.

The pool spoke other things to my mind, as well. Things that should necessitate future conversations... future thought... One pool for all. One and many. Many and one.

There is much to think on. Much to think on, indeed. Please share this letter in your paper, if you feel it prudent, and may your path be clear.

-Sawyer the Seeker

OOC: A cleaned up and slightly color-coded log of this little event is available to any interested party. Simply approach Sawyer about her journal, or fire me a message on Discord!

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Chaos Storm #1236


Chaos Storm #1236 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 v1236:

8/4/2021 v1236
You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you. — Brian Tracy (b. 1944)

  • Using a shieldstone while it is active will de-activate it.
  • Added explicit /cancel and /on options to all activated bloodblade abilities (in addition to default toggle behavior).
  • Bloodmages can now specify a percentage of their total health as their health limit using /set X%.
  • Blood inferno now causes affected monsters to bleed when they die.
  • Fixed the masking in the super advanced library.
  • Inspired by the Olympics, our world gerbils have strapped on their go-fast shoes and picked up the pace: the unofficial speed bump (to 5 frames/second) that occurred in v1232 is now officially permanent.
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July 08, 2021
Chaos Storm #1232


Chaos Storm #1232 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 v1232:

7/7/2021 v1232
A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body. — Benjamin Franklin (1706–1790)

  • The indulstone’s /depart /return ability no longer consumes spirit, and its experience penalty has been reduced significantly.
  • All housing is now considered “private”, like the Purple Tor Inn.
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June 26, 2021
Bard Concert TODAY


Bard concert TODAY, June 26, at 11AM PST, 2PM EST!

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June 17, 2021
Lost: A Quill Pen


Hrem ven Hremven sent the following request to TMN:

Esteemed Thoom Paramedic,

I write to you today to formally request assistance from the inhabitants of Puddleby. My name is Hrem ven Hremven, but to ease our correspondence you may simply call me Hrem, and I have recently decided to take the opportunity to move into town, after spending many a zodiac exiled and alone in the woods bordering your safe haven. As one may anticipate a move such as this is never without problems, and mine comes in the form of a favored quill pen that has gone missing. Terrible. Awful. Terrible.

I admit, after spending several days without it now I can only assume we will never be reunited. Though there is still hope in the very back of my mind it grows smaller with every passing bell and with every seaward breeze. But I must at least try to stand strong, so I am requesting that any denizen who has recently stumbled upon a quill would allow me to take a closer look. It will take only but a moment to know, and I promise a reward to the finder (and of course, those not my favored tool will be promptly returned).

If you would allow such a request to circulate through your network it would be greatly appreciated! I look forward to working with everyone in Puddleby in the future, with or without my favorite quill.

Many thanks,
-Hrem ven Hremven

P.S. If anyone is looking to schedule a vacation to Ash Island (no, not the one you're thinking of) please feel free to contact me by writing to Islands Unknown Holidays for further package details and discounts.

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Chaos Storm #1227


Chaos Storm #1227 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 v1227:

6/2/2021 v1227
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year. — Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950)

  • Time may seem to pass a tiny bit more swiftly now. Specifically, the server now runs at ~4.5 frames per second throughout the day, instead of only during the off-peak hours (or rather, what it erroneously thought the off-peak hours were).
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May 29, 2021
Bards' Guild: Fall Festival


Coriakin sent the following announcement to TMN:

Greetings, exiles!

The Bards’ Guild is excited to announce that we’re planning a fall festival of new songs! It’ll take place at the concert on September 25th. Why so far in the future? Well, because we don't want it to just be for bards, we want to invite everyone in Puddleby to participate!

Specifically, we want to invite any and all exiles to write a poem/lyrics on our chosen theme and submit it. Each participating bard will select one poem/lyrics to set to music, and the collaborative works will be performed at the September concert.

If you’re interested, the theme we’d like you to consider for your poem is the word “Fall.” Whatever that means to you! And not just the season... “Fall” ... “Falling” ... “Fallen” ... “The Fall” ... interpret it however you wish!

The details:

Each exile can submit only one poem. If you submit a second poem, it’ll replace your first one. Bards are welcome to submit poems too, but you can’t choose your own lyrics to set to music.

Poems in other languages are welcome! (This includes both IC and OOC languages). But if your poem isn’t in common (or english), please include a translation.

You’ll have 7 weeks to write your poems: the deadline will be July 16. Please email them to me at coriakincl@gmail.com. I’ll need to compile them together for the bards to look through, so please don’t be too late!

If a bard selects your poem we’re going to ask them to contact you, so please indicate how you’d prefer to be contacted (e.g. email, Puddleby Post Box #, etc.). If you’d prefer to be anonymous that’s fine, just let me know when you submit your poem.

Bards will get access to the compiled poems at the July concert. Each poem can only be chosen once and it’ll be first come first serve, so try not to dawdle! When you’ve made your choice contact the writer to confirm, and let me know as well so I can indicate that the poem’s taken. You’ll have 2 months to finish your score and get it ready to perform at the September concert.

I'm really excited about this! I hope lots of people submit lyrics (like you!), and lots of bards participate in writing music. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me.


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