Post by Makzimia on Dec 19, 2003 5:37:10 GMT
Hear ye Hear ye,
I call all ye souls to Castille Castle on the edge of the great deserts to the far north east.
All souls who reside now upon the Isle of Fredian and her environs. Call ye with haste make way, travel well good citizens, new and old, Merrick Wend, Lord of Castille commands a gathering, this gathering will decide the viceroyal replacement of King Wayne, in absence of a solution to his continued anguish, within the walls of the once mighty Styne Castle. On this week end on the Sat of Day at eighteen hours and thirty.
Hear ye and pay heed to this warning, there is no High Lord of Styne, one must be called amongst you, and he in turn to call council within Styne.
So say I,
Rex Merrick Wend 1, Lord and King of Castille.
I call all ye souls to Castille Castle on the edge of the great deserts to the far north east.
All souls who reside now upon the Isle of Fredian and her environs. Call ye with haste make way, travel well good citizens, new and old, Merrick Wend, Lord of Castille commands a gathering, this gathering will decide the viceroyal replacement of King Wayne, in absence of a solution to his continued anguish, within the walls of the once mighty Styne Castle. On this week end on the Sat of Day at eighteen hours and thirty.
Hear ye and pay heed to this warning, there is no High Lord of Styne, one must be called amongst you, and he in turn to call council within Styne.
So say I,
Rex Merrick Wend 1, Lord and King of Castille.
why do I feel like it is the 80's and the computer systems are propietary again.... it's too late to go get new parts (*groan*)so I have to wait.... 
"There are only three sports--mountain climbing, bullfighting, and motor racing--all the rest being games." Ernest Hemingway 
