Beorn

Thanks for the help!

Nevermind... I remembered it. Sorry for spamming. Can I get the new account deactivated though so I can switch this account to my new email, please? Sorry if this is all in the wrong place also.

Please delete. Wasn't a bug I just didn't get the joke.

You probably all know me and how I am. Looking for a change. Att: 75 Def: 80 Har: 65 Alc: 67 Mag: 48 Pot: 46 The rest don't really matter. Pm me in-game.

At the moment, the idea seems like a great addition to the game. The depletable reasources would increase the demand for them which could make harvesting a bit more profitable. Instead of selling the majority of your harvests to NPCs they're more likely to be sold among players. As for the multiplaying being legal, it would be great for families to intearact with one another but would provide a chance for those who do multiplay or have multiple computers to multiplay to advance in the game far too rapidly. Another thing to take into consideration is the crafters and manufacturers who depend on massive quantities of the resources to get by in the game. These players would not be able to gather the resources they need which would create an inflation on the prices of armors, rings, potions, and other things produced by said players. Which would make them unattainable for some. For the most part, my favorite part of this is your plan for Isla Prima. The newer players would get a better start in the game financially because they would have access to the unlimited resources and would in turn be able to sell them to the higher level players who don't have that kind of access to resources. This could also create a lot of character spam because people will continue creating characters after one reaches the level of 15 to be able to havest the unlimited resources on Isla Prima. My vote would be a yes to the depletable resources and a no to the multiplaying. If you weigh out the pros and cons of multiplaying the cons strongly outweigh the pros. As for the depletable resouces, I think it's worth a try. Perhaps it will stimulate the economy a little bit and it will be definitely cause more players to explore for resources.

There has been some debate by local insurance companies whether or not the rehabilitation for alcoholism should be covered by medical insurance or not. Personally, I don't think it is a disease and it should not be covered. Addiction is not a disease because is it brought on by yourself...nobody forced you to become addicted. The main arguement is that you must be treated for it, therefore it is a disease. This is not a treatment for a disease... ...this is converting people to a religion. I don't see doctors doing this to treat cancer patients or people with any other illness. If you brought the addiction onto yourself I think that it should be your responcibility to pay for it to stop it. Please don't flame. I am just curious about the opinions and views of others on this topic.

The Fall Of Kassius Luxin In the dark depths of the Tarsengaard Cave lies a tomb, which contains a horrific story of a poor soul. The one contained in the tomb is said to be an ancestor of the great Lord Luxin and a member of the royal family. Some have said he was an eccentric man who made very little sense in his actions and beliefs; others perceived him as being a great and noble member of the royal family. The truth of him was never told—until now. This is the story of the fall of Kassius Luxin. On a damp, sultry night, when it seemed as though nothing were alive, young Kassius ventured home from the Island of Roanof. Kassius sometimes though of himself as somewhat of a philospher; he usually spent his time there writing poetry and pondering over many things in life. He walked back to the shore and got onto the small row boat he always took out to the island, and made his way back to Tarsengaard. Once he was on shore, he tied his small boat to the usual rock and continued his journey to White Stone City. As he ventured home in the thick air, he felt a strange presence. It was as though someone or something was watching him. The young man felt the intent gaze of another being, an penetrating stare of discontent. He began to walk at a more of a brisk pace. Kassius felt his heart beating louder as he began to hear footsteps and a broke into a run. Running faster and faster, until he could not run any longer. He collapsed from the lack of breath, only to look back and see a pair of glowing red eyes and the intense breathing of a goblin. The creature drew closer until he could smell the foul stench of rotting flesh upon its sword. Kassius began to think his life was over, and no one would come to his aid. As the beast raised it's dull sword high above its head to make a deadly blow on Kassius, a large gargoyle appears out of the darkness and began to attack the monster. The beast-like creature looked valiant in Kassius' eyes, saving him from his fate. The gargoyle and the goblin disappeared into the darkness. Ever since this encounter, Kassius had believed gargoyles would be his protectors. He thought they would not allow anything to happen to him, and he believed this with his entire soul. Most frowned upon his new found belief; they had said he was turning his back on Aluwen, and for this he would be greatly punished. Kassius payed no attention to those who criticized his actions. The young man felt a need to pay respect to the gargoyles who were his protectors, though he was unsure of how to do this. After much thought on the idea, he began a search for the place to form a temple devoted to the gargoyles. He found the ideal location for his temple—the abandoned mine in Tarsengaard. The mine had been nearly stripped of all it's resources by this point which, to him, made it seem like the perfect place to begin construction on his temple. There would not have been any reason for outsiders to bother him since the mine was abandoned. Kassius began to order statues of significant proportion and expensive jewels with his family's large sum of money. To move these massive statues, he hired the strongest men in his town, and soon everything was coming together and all was coming into its place. It all seemed too good to be true for him. After his magnificent temple was fully constructed, he became a recluse and refused to leave unless it was absolutely necessary. He felt he owed them his life for saving him. His physical appearance had changed from that of a handsome man to a pale sickly looking creature. Nothing about him seemed to be the same as his former self; from his appearance to his personality everything was different. Kassius's eyes were sunken into his head with large, dark circles around them; his once tan, gonlden complexion was pale and dull. Even the elegant clothes and robes he wore had degraded to rags a peasant wouldn't wear. On his rare trips into the wonderful, hustle and bustle of White Stone City, he attracted the stares of all who noticed him. They would all stop from their activity and abandon any conversation to stare at the man who was more pale than the stones which lined the roads. All the people of the town felt sorrow for what has happened to the sad excuse of a man. One pleasant morning, Kassius had been in his prayer room, where he had spent most of his time. It was a small hidden section of the cave with smaller statues, books he had written and collected on gargoyles, and his living supplies. He had been sitting and writing about the elegant gargoyles of his dreams as he usually did when he heard the voice of someone. Kassius was startled since he hadn't heard the voice of another person in his temple for so long. Without thinking, he hurried to his feet and scurried out of his small, obscured room only to find a man with a look of sheer terror on his face. Kassius had recognized him from somewhere, but he was unsure where. After a moment of thought he recovered the memory of the man's identity; it was his parents' servant, Borris Thalinburg. “M'lord,” he said, while gasping for air, as he seemed exhausted, “y—your parents have sent me to deliver an urgent message.” Borris put one hand on the have wall and leaned forward huffing and puffing. “Yes, yes, w-what it is, Borris?” Kassius said growing nervous by the look of the man's face. “Out with it.” “Monsters—Monsters are invading White Stone, sir!” he shouted. “Your parents have sent for you and it is only a matter of time before they reach the castle, you must come with--” “Nothing more needs to be said, I am on my way.” Kassius and Borris made their way out of the cave and into the morning fog of Tarsengaard. Kassius had not packed anything to help because he was in such a hurry. They ran as fast as they could possibly go, showing no haste. All Kassius could think about were his parents and they danger they were facing, and he would not let anything stop him from reaching them. His mind was racing and he could not concentrate on anything except the thud of his feet on the ground and the crunching of autumn leaves below his feet. The two men neared the path in the mountains and without stopping they continued right through, unaware of the possible danger which laid ahead. Kassius was running from adrenaline alone and continued as fast as he started, while Borris struggled to keep up with him. The difference was Kassius was determined to help his family, and this was what Borris lacked. Once they reached the end of the mountains and the fallen leaves, they were happy to see green grass again—it meant they were almost there. After a short period of time, Kassius reached the city wall and took a couple deep breaths before entering. Once had entered the city, he wished he hadn't. He was too late and the massacre had already taken place. The pearl white stones of the road were stained with blood of the people, and he could hear the cries of the frightened and the injured. Kassius made his way through the town, leaving Borris where he had collapsed after seeing the devastation left behind by the monsters. The look of all the survivors upon him made him feel as though it was his fault this had happened. Their stares pierced his soul and made him feel nothing but devastation for everything that had occurred there today. He approached the castle where his family resided and walked in the large, opened door. The sight of the blood in the castle took every ounce of will he had away, and he fell to the floor and let out a piecing scream you would have thought could have been heard for miles. Kassius had lost all control of his emotions when he seen what had happened to his family. After seeing all the blood, he knew no one could have survived. He thought or perhaps he knew it was somehow his fault they had died. They were innocent victims of a savage killing by the hands of some sort of monster. Deep down he felt he should have been there to defend them, or that he should have never turned his back to Aluwen and she would have protected them. What saddened him the most was the gargoyles betrayed him, and didn't protect him and his family as he believed they would. Kassius knew what he had to do. Borris discovered Kassius laying on the floor. He turned him over and shook him, thinking he had fainted, but his body was cold and lifeless. Some people say he poisoned himself after seeing what happened to his family, while others think he gave up his will to live. No one truly knows what happened to him. After his death, they searched the temple and found his prayer room, where they discovered a last will and testament that he had made out. His only request was for he and his family to be buried in the temple he sacrificed so much of his life to make. Everyone gathered at his temple to pay their respects to the royal family at their burial. A few kind words were said about everyone who was buried by the remaining friends and family. Once all was said and done, all the people filed out of the temple and continued with their dailylives. After a few days, perhaps even weeks, people began to notice gargoyles entering the temple and remaining there. It appeared that they wanted to protect the family in death, since they were not able to in life.

I, Beorn, have read, understand, and agree to follow the above terms of the Eternal Lands Story and Quest Writers Agreement.

I'm using KUbuntu 7.04 Feisty Fawn Linux.

RL Name : Randy Age : 17, 18 next month Country : Ohio, USA Race : White / Caucasian Hair : Longish brown curly hair with natural red and blond highlights. Eyes : Green change to brown in the winter. Height : 6'4" Waist : 32" Weight : 162lbs Body Type : slim ABOUT ME: Star Sign : Virgo Interests : ancient greece, anime,art,death, digital art, eternal lands, Finland, graphic design, horror stories, japan, livejournal, manga, music, mythology, philosophy, poetry, reading, stephen king, theology, writing, youtube Profession : Student: College for Philosophy Major and English minor. Cigarettes : Pack A Day Alcohol : Yes, please. Love whiskey sours. Drugs : acid and marijuana Makes Me Happy : Chuck Klosterman books, rain, sex, silence Makes Me Sad : People in general. Bad Habits : Smoking, drinking, not being able to keep a job, and insomnia. Personality : Neo-hippie, intelligent, slacker, argumentative MY FAVOURITES: Food : Chinese, mexican, and cheese cake. Music : 38 Special, The 69 Eyes, Adam Absinthe, ACDC, The Beatles, Billy Joel, Black Sabbath, Blue Oyster Cult, BTO, Dave Matthews Band, The Doors, Foreigner, Gackt, Golden Earring, Guns N' Roses, HIM, HYDE, Jack Johnson, Joe Roberts, John Lennon, Journey, Keith Urban, Led Zepplin, Miyavi, Negative, Nirvana, Paul McCartney, Pink Floyd, Poison, The Ramones, Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Rolling Stones, Sisters Of Mercy, Tom Petty, Trashlight Vision, Type O Negative, The Used, Vains Of Jenna, TV Show : Bleach, Fairly Odd Parents, A Haunting, House MD, Law & Order: SVU, Mindfreak, Monk, Mythbusters, Psych, Scrubs, Spongebob, That 70s Show, and VH1 Author : Chuck Klosterman, Hunter S. Thompson, Stephen King Movie : Back To The Future, Blow, Christmas Vacation, Dreamcatcher The Doors Movie, Face Off, Halloween, Gone In 60 Seconds, Pirates Of The Caribbean, The Ref, Saw, Secret Window Animal : Ferret Sexist Actor/Actress : Can't think of any, but Amy Winehouse is the sexist singer in my opinion.

I'm pretty sure it's finished I'll probably need to add a few things and make a few grammatical corrections, but yeah..it's finished to me.

Well after a long time I decided to bring it back, but most of the original members are gone. So, we're looking for some people to join us for the ride. There aren't any level requirements, but you have to have the ones required by EL at least. If you want to become a Misfit then go post on our forums about it *CLICK* and we will most likely accept you. -Beorn

*FT* -> KSF -> STA -> newb -> GarD -> BanE -> Yay? -> Twin -> HIM -> =Fp= -> elm -> DiE! -> *CO* Way too many.

Pepsi all the way.

I'm a cook/assistant grill manager at Cracker Barrel.

No, I assure you I made it myself using frames in the GIMP. It's actually pretty easy to make. Compile a bunch of different layers then save as animation and set the time for each layer.

Way back in *FT* we used to use TeamSpeak to use voice talk. Good times.

This is what I have so far. They called me in to work the weekend so I wrote a few paragraphs on a napkin and a coaster during my breaks.. More to come soon.

Been doing some work. I'll be able to do more because I'm not taking G.E.D. classes after work and I don't work this weekend. I should have a rough draft by Monday.

I recently switched to linux from the dreaded windows. It wasn't too hard of a transition, but I have friends to help me. I am currently running KUbuntu. So, don't be scared give linux a try. I chose KDE because freeone3000 told me too and because I like the interface more than the GNOME based operating systems. Screenshot of my desktop running KUbuntu.

I was the rhythm guitarist in a goth rock band called Getback Gorgeous and I am the lead singer/rhythm guitarist in the grunge band called Midnight Burnout.

http://www.aethereality.net/ http://www.celestial-star.net

That was an amazing story.