From: owner-acka-games@wilma.che.utexas.edu (Ackanomic Games Digest) To: acka-games-digest Subject: Ackanomic Games Digest V2 #118 Reply-To: acka-games@wilma.che.utexas.edu Sender: owner-acka-games@wilma.che.utexas.edu Errors-To: owner-acka-games@wilma.che.utexas.edu Precedence: bulk Ackanomic Games Digest Tuesday, July 15 1997 Volume 02 : Number 118 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 14 Jul 1997 19:32:32 -0400 From: Malenkai Subject: Acka: Lantern Warning Bards should make sure they don't snore too loud ;-) As stated at the beginnig, I intend to call a rather tight game on speed, in order to keep the game flowing along. Malenkai barkeep ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 14 Jul 1997 22:53:21 -0400 (EDT) From: John Frederic Mc Coy Subject: Re: Acka: Lantern Warning On Mon, 14 Jul 1997, Malenkai wrote: > Bards should make sure they don't snore too loud ;-) > > As stated at the beginnig, I intend to call a rather tight game on > speed, in order to keep the game flowing along. I am well aware the clock is ticking, and I apologize profusely. You can expect something tonight. One of my brothers managed to break the computer again, for a most of the day yesterday, but I've restabalized things. - Vynd jmccoy@umich.edu > > Malenkai > barkeep > ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 14 Jul 1997 23:48:01 -0400 (EDT) From: John Frederic Mc Coy Subject: Acka: Lantern Stutim raced through the cold air as quickly as his aching body could carry him. The exercise was somewhat painful, but welcome after days (weeks perhaps?) of confinement. As he staggered onwards, Stutim gradually became more aware of his surroundings. He recognized now, in the rapidly dimming light, that he was not too far from the city, perhaps a few miles, with the road curving in along the river and then heading straight into the city, right along his path. It wasn't the main road though, running straight to the palace, but rather a secondary one that, while straight, eventually dead ended at... the Plaza of the Faithful. Stutim had little doubt as to which temple would be staring him in the face once he got there. Stutim soon realized he wasn't the only one heading into the city. There was quite a crowd, a mob, even, on the main road in the distance. He could tell it was a mob, because they were carrying pitchforks and torches and whatnot. From the sound of things, they weren't the only mob around, gunfire rattled from inside the city. Stutim was within sight of the walls now, and was starting to have second thoughts. But when he slowed to a walk, some security men quickly appeared, and hurried him to the gate. The gate was locked, and heavily guarded, two things Stutim hadn't ever seen before. They seem to be expected though, and the gate creaked open to allow him through. play: pitchfork - Vynd jmccoy@umich.edu ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 14 Jul 1997 22:55:20 -0600 (MDT) From: Aaron Humphrey Subject: Acka: Alfvaen Vs. /dev/joe Okay, I'm off the digest lists now(or will be once I've got tonight's digests, to make sure I don't miss anything), and can now dial into my wife's email account at her work if necessary. So let's get it started again. AA A - -- - --Alfvaen(Web page: http://www.terranet.ab.ca/~aaron/) Current Album--The Police:Regatta De Blanc Current Book--Heather Spears:The Taming The question is...is there a house around the doctor? ------------------------------ End of Ackanomic Games Digest V2 #118 *************************************