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Re: How to connect via. mIRC to our chatrooms
4/9/2005 11:27:40 AM
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| <quote>I'm having serious problems with IRC.
If I use the version I downloaded it simply wont let me connect anymore and if I use the HTML interface it keeps disconnecting me periodically.
Any ideas would be welcomed. Thanks</quote>
Uh, did you change anything shortly before it stopped working?
Does your firewall block mIRC, or your router block port 6667?
Have you tried using a different version/client?
Have you applied XP SP2 before it stopped working?
Do any other IRC servers ... |
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Re: Shoutouts
1/20/2006 3:39:23 PM
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| ...to Sirac for spicing up the trip of the gnome and the mage to the Tomb of Kings (and the poor guys that followed us into certain death). The atmosphere was great down there, and I really start to think you´re a creepy, insanely cackling geezer sitting in front of a computer, or is that a known fact already...:p |
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Re: Shoutouts
9/14/2008 8:18:24 PM
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| Including a benimenesque group-suicide every lemming would be proud of!
Really a fun event. :) |
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Sound
10/31/2009 8:12:04 PM
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| Shihaya’zad stood in front of the music box in her room and put another piece of gold in it. It cracked and began to play another masterpiece of gnomish culture, the "One and a quarter of a seventh" polka.
She walked around her room slowly, as much as the free space allowed it, and talked to herself silently.
“How would you capture a song...hm. What is a song? A sound. Several sounds combined even.
What is a sound then?
It is known it can be loud or silent. That depends on how the ... |
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The Wyrmheart Fox
11/5/2009 7:41:01 PM
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| Shihaya’zad thought about her fruitless attempts over the last weeks to find any sign of the Wyrmheart Fox. Neither the rangers of the cold lands had heard of it, nor any of the hunters. Ka’azim did not have any records of such a creature, or phenomenom. There was not even a legend or a tale about it.
She shook her head slightly as she remembered the day she broke off one of the fangs of the head that rested in the Wyrmheart River. The bridge was battered in the process, and the fang ended up ... |
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To Tumata Valley
1/18/2007 8:36:56 AM
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| Coldness, biting frost, orcs and trolls and a herd of mammoths, it certainly was not easy to reach those people called Aecini that lived far from civilization in the icelands. She had been there before, talking to Harah and staying for a night, just when they arrived themselves after a long journey to gather food and resources for another few weeks, or months.
Actually getting there was nothing a mage of her kind couldn´t accomplish. No, certainly not. The ox she was talking to all the time to ... |
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Lesaja
1/18/2007 8:41:45 AM
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| Shihaya'zad woke up early. After cleaning up the last evening Harah had showed her the place where she could keep her belongings and sleep.
There was not much talk, the Aecini seemed to be a rather passive folk but very friendly.
Unlike other cultures she had seen, there was no one who looked at her oddly or bore her a grudge for no obvious reason. Perhaps they were accepting her because they knew she is also a master in her arts, just like them? She shook off the thoughts. Just ... |
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The Aecini and a recipe
1/19/2007 10:38:06 PM
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| Shihaya’zad sat near the fireplace in the roundhouse, put her notes aside and filled a cup with hot tea. Harah appeared from behind a curtain which separated her small room from the rest of the hut.
As she walked over she took a cup herself and joined Shihaya’zad at the fire.
“Greetings, Shihaya’zad. I hope you are well? You have been away for a few days.”
“Aye. Greetings, Harah.” She supported with a nod. “Just a moment...”
She finished the last sentence and looked over the notes ... |
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Collecting information
1/19/2007 10:43:31 PM
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| It was time to get a few clues.
A letter left on the desk in the oakhouse, addressed to Strand.
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Dear Strand,
since you seem to be in the woods and I have to move on to Ka'azim I will leave you this note. I am seeking information about two animals, or if those creatures even exist.
I need "The bottled song of a Tulamatran Owl" and "The crushed fang of a Wyrmheart Fox". I don´t know if those are common animals or just metaphors, but if you ever heard of these phrases or animals I´d ... |
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Thoughts
1/20/2007 9:02:38 AM
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| Late at night she arrived at the oakhouse. Everyone seemed to be asleep, so she took a candle and sat on one of the couches. She rummaged in her bag for her quill and a parchment, and a few letters she had received. Looking for something to write on, she found “Common wildlife – Port Royale in a different light”, one of Melphus Benimen´s bestsellers.
“That´ll do” she said to herself, and began to take a few notes.
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The Bottled Song of the Tulamatran Owl:
- Bereil: A tale. Tula, ... |
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