February 14, 2014 Issue
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
A Note from the Editor
UPDATES FROM THE STAFF:
Updates
Calendar of Events
PLAYER NEWS:
XP Achievements
Clan News
The Pkill Front
Player Submissions:
Valentine's Day Love Poems & Notes
The Best Valentine's Gift
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A NOTE FROM THE EDITOR
Happy 20th Birthday, LegendMUD! Yup! We're 20! Be sure to log in on the 14th
and receive your birthday gift bag from me. If you don't see me online, don't
worry, as I have a massive back-scroll and you'll still get your bag. They're
meant to be one bag per player, so don't alt-hop, thinking you'll make out
like a bandit. It's just like Christmas, kids. Anyway, we also have a few
events planned for the 14th and 15th, as well as during the following week, so
be sure to join us then, too.
And we have a few birthday updates as well, but nothing too spectacular. Info
concerning the updates can be found later in the issue or on the Welcome Board
in-game.
-Lamia
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Code & Builder Updates
There aren't too many updates this go-round (I can't code my way out of a
paper bag, sorry), but I hope you enjoy them. First, there's been a prize
machine update (sorry about the delay!). There are well over 100 new strings
in the prize machine, so if you keep getting the same ones, just keep trying!
The next update is the re-introduction of a few pretitles that you may have
seen in the past. These include:
Adventurer
Alchemist
Gypsy
Healer
The Bandit
The Barbarian
The Bard
The Hunter
The Huntress
The Minstrel
Thief
Vagabond
-L
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LegendMUD Calendar of Events
[All times are system time unless otherwise specified]
February
Su Mo Tu We Th Fr Sa
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Friday, February 14th - Happy 20th Birthday, LegendMUD!
- 8pm - Valentine's Werewolf
Saturday, February 15th - 7:30 pm - Merchant Collection Game
Monday, February 17th through Wednesday, February 19th
- Candy Cloud Gardening & Hell Gnome Hunt
***Be sure to log in on Valentine's Day to get your 20th Birthday Gift Bag!***
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XP ACHIEVEMENTS
Svartur has reached 100 million experience!
Edge has reached 200 million experience!
Zoroaster has reached 200 million experience!
Ariah has reached 400 million experience!
Kullervus has reached 600 million experience!
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CLAN NEWS
No disbandings or establishings, but be sure to get your clan-mates to log in!
We're going to be turning the clan timers, as well as housing rent, back on
soon!
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THE PKILL FRONT
Sadly, I [still] don't have any PK numbers for this issue. Access to various
files and parts of our website are wonky at best right now, due to the move to
the cloud.
Keep killing each other, though. It's fun to watch you guys and gals.
-Lamia
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Valentine's Day Love Poems
(and Notes)
with Aithne Flynn
Hello, my sweets. It's been too long, hasn't it? Thankfully we're back
together just in time to spread the love around. Alllll around, in the most
dir---
Ignore that last bit. This is a family publication and I can't write about
things like that and hope to be published. That in mind, be sure to be on the
look-out for my first romance novel, 'A Rose & Two Knights'. It's exactly
what you think.
Self-promotion aside, we've some wonderful poems and love letters this year.
We'll start off with a poem from the notorious lady's man, Raul.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Oh, have you ever seen, a man as handsome as me?
It would be rare, and rarer still to find a love so free.
To say a rose is beautiful might be true as it can be,
But, honestly, who could truthfully say that one is better than me?
-Raul
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Ravenswick
The word, naturally of three
You and your love are only two
perhaps I can convince thee
that we can listen to her sigh and coo
together, you, me, and she
-S
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Belle!
-Ari
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When you boat in and I see your face.
My heart starts beating out of pace.
Cheeks go flush and turn to red.
All too soon alone again.
~ Minotaur Shadowlark
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There once was a guy named He-Man
Who liked to drink his beer in a can
He said with a grin
As I put by fist to his chin
Why oh why am I so tan?
-Skeletor
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My deaest T-
You have given this old soul new life and purpose. Given the rest of my
existence, I would still not be able to suitably express the full measure of
my love for you!
-M
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Babe!
-Anonymous
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Addy-
When the moon is big, and the stars shine bright
Over the vast expanse of the Texas night,
I think of you, and don't feel so alone,
And long for the time you are again in sight.
C.W.
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Ger,
So we've got this sweet spot in the forest
(and you know how I love those trees)
But your mother's demands are the boldest
(I'm telling you, she's insisting in threes)
Seriously, she wants grandkids
I ain't poppin' any out any time soon
So please tell her to shove off
Love,
Aithne
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Clouded with snow
The cold winds blow,
And shrill on leafless bough
The robin with its burning breast
Alone sings now.
The rayless sun,
Day's journey done,
Sheds its last ebbing light
On fields in leagues of beauty spread
Unearthly white.
Thick draws the dark,
And spark by spark,
The frost-fires kindle, and soon
Over that sea of frozen foam
Floats the white moon.
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Blood is red, the sky is blue
I'm in love but not with you!
You stole from and took me for a fool
that cheating lying heart of yours
my sharp kitchen knife will go through
Signed your Ex-Valentine
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The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
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Baby, I want you like the Russians want Constantinople.
<3 Athrun
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The sudden knowledge that you are not there
That I live on alone
Seems still too vast and desolate to bear
my dear, my own
The merciful slow years, that rend and rob
But yet restore again
Are suddenly shattered by one great throb
of the old pain.
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Every now and then I see a flicker of gold
It's there, in the corner of my vision
Teasing me, taunting, tempting
Reminding me of your silken curls
And I would Fall a thousand times,
the trip cold and cruel
Than be without you for a moment
For such sweet memories we have
Yours,
Israella
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Kez-
You are not making it easy for me to find a gift to top what you gave me this
day.
I Love you!
Ransom
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Mon petit ami,
My affection, though callous, is pure
My heart, when near you, is whole
I am better with you and lost without
-Your Belle
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Deep shadows of night
Scent of flowers fill the air
And you fill my soul
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The Best Valentine's Gift
'Ransom.'
The aforementioned knight strummed a guitar, playing a soft melody. He merely
smiled at his incredibly pregnant wife who was just staring at him in what she
hoped was a disapproving manner.
'Ransom, really, you're drawing attention,' she said, shifting a bit
uncomfortably in the corner booth they'd been seated at when they arrived at
the inn. Not that they really were in any danger of being watched, since the
inn was incredibly empty. It was the first day in nearly two weeks where there
wasn't some vicious snow storm preventing travel. The Kirvels were the only
two who weren't making good use of the fortunate weather change. Ransom was
well aware of the fact that they were alone, not just because the inn was
literally almost empty, but he'd spent the early morning helping family after
merchant after family load up their wagons and carts. Because of this, Ransom
kept playing.
'Imagine how much attention it'll draw when I start singing because you won't
join me,' he said, his tone playful.
Kezia sighed. 'I married a cruel man. I'm so weighed down with carrying
another child of his, and he wants me to sing.' She looked down at her
expanded belly. 'If you can sing, don't ever let him know, sweet one. He'll
want to turn us in to some travelling singing troupe.' She shifted, then, a
frown gracing her lips.
Ransom finally stopped strumming. 'What's wrong, my love?'
'N-nothing,' she stammered, her voice faint. 'Come here and enjoy dinner with
me instead of playing that guitar. It's Valentine's.'
'I've been playing for Valentine's,' he said, chuckling. But the knight
obliged, setting the guitar aside. He moved closer to Kezia, scooting from the
edge of the booth to the center, where she was nestled. 'Now, what's for
dinner?' he asked, looking over the table.
'Something chicken,' Kezia said, leaning against Ransom. 'I think I smell the
ros-- ugh.' She grimaced and shook her head.
Ransom raised an eyebrow, looking down at his wife in concern. 'What's wrong,
Kez?' She shook her head again.
'Nothing.' The gypsy made a sound of discomfort. 'Alright,' she said quietly,
looking to her husband, 'A lot, actually. I think-' Another sound. 'I think
our Valentine's Dinner is going to- to have to wai--oh, God, Ransom. The- the
baby.'
The knight was already out of the booth and walking towards the door of the
inn. Just as he was about to open the door and search for the nearest midwife,
it opened for him and in stepped Ari Leonte, Naeva Trinstadt right behind him.
'Oh my God,' Naeva said as the two made their way inside, pushing past Ransom.
'She's totally beyond pregnant. There're like six kids inside her.' Kezia
stared at the pair in terror, Ransom quickly making his way to his wife's
side.
'There aren't six children in you,' he said, sitting to the right of Kezia,
wrapping his arm around her. She shifted, trying to hide her discomfort.
Naeva scoffed. 'I'm the doctor, here. And no, not six, but you're probably
about to pop out twinsies.'
Ransom ran a hand over his hair. 'This isn't a j-' he started, only to be cut
off by the redhead.
'I'm not joking!' Naeva said, her tone shrill, causing Ari to laugh a bit. She
sat down on Kezia's left and pulled the plate of chicken towards her, Ari
sitting next to the redhead.
'How far along?' he asked in his deep voice, peering over Naeva's auburn curls
at Kezia.
'Very,' was the strained reply. 'A f-few weeks lef--ft.' Naeva snorted,
setting down the fork she'd just picked up.
'How about a few hours.' She looked at the Kirvels before turning her gaze to
her lover. 'Definitely twins, a couple weeks early, but they should be fine.'
She smiled brightly, now. 'Let's get back to your room and deliver us some
babies.' She shoved at Ari, whining until he stood. 'On the way, Ari can tell
you all about how he kept stalking you everywhere, but got there way too
late.'
'Belle,' Ari said, moving to the other side of the booth to help Ransom assist
Kezia in standing. 'I was never late.' Kezia laughed, the sound a bit forced,
while Ransom didn't look amused in the slightest. 'But yes, you both certainly
know how to cover your tracks. This isn't time for stories, however.' He
slipped an arm around Kezia before carefully scooping her up in to his arms.
'Kirvel,' he said, meeting Ransom's glare with mischievous brown eyes and a
sly little smirk. 'Lead the way? After all, Belle nor I know the way.'
And, with a laugh from Naeva, the four made their way upstairs. Several hours
later, well past midnight, Ari and Naeva slipped away, leaving the Kirvels to
bond with their new son and daughter in peace.
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