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   | The Olympia Times                                       issue g1-107 |
   | July 10, 1996                                                        |
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   | turn 107  131 players                  http://www.pbm.com/oly/times/ |

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Maybe the peasants don't want to be taxed. Maybe the dragons don't want to be tied by a nose ring to the mast of a ship, or stuck in a dark dungeon just waiting for a war. Maybe they don't want to fight, but just want to be free to fly in any direction they choose. We've done wonders for the dragon population, but they're no wilder than cows now. Where is the majesty? Where is the splendor? Where is the glory? Are dragons just a statistic to change the outcome of a battle for humans who only live a short season of a dragons life? Why do we torture them so?

Just a few things to ponder as I start my own dragon pool.

-- The day of Rest [ju3]

House Greyfletch is currently undertaking an expedition for the Royal Geographic Society. The Grey Bird [fd1t] is currently circumnavigating the world. It is flying a Royal Geographic Banner. If you see it bumping against your coastline, or visiting your port, don't be alarmed, it's just passing through.

And no, it's not carrying any Orc-Oil. Well, not much. And it's purely for medicinal purposes. Really.

-- Arlon Greyfletch

-- House Greyfletch [pb7]

-------------------------------- South & West CAMARIS Update --------------------------------

Monthly notice: every new visitor to either of our 2 fair isles should notify us in advance.

-- The Crazy Quilters [vn7]

Why not try our Web site?

The First Bank of Provinia

It's not yet complete, but you get the idea. Wait till we put the Olympia map up there!

-- First Bank of Provinia [y6v]

___ ___ ___ / / ) / ) /___ /___/ /___/ / . _ _ /_ / )_ __ / / _ _ . __ . _ / / / _> / /___/(_>/ //< of / / (_)|// / // (_>

The First Bank of Provinia has offices in some of the major cities on the continent of Provinia. The FBoP offers the following facilities.

o Special offers for New Olympia Players. o Excellent Interest Rates on Bank Accounts. o A Fast and Efficient Courier Service. o Money Transfers. o Short and Long Term Loans. o Insurance Policies. o Pawn Broking Service.

Call in at your local branch for further details.

-- First Bank of Provinia [v0z]

Customer Testamonial on behalf of the First Bank of Provinia

Greetings, Provinians! My name's Jack and these are my beans. I'm a trader. I travel Provinia buying and selling the finest beans and linen. How did I get this great career? The First Bank of Provinia gave me a small-business loan, that's how. They have everything a businessman like myself could need: low-interest loans, high interest rates, newbie bonuses, warehouse facilities, shipping services... What else could you ask for?

So take it from me, Jaques et ses Haricots, don't wind up lying in the gutters of Imperial City weaving baskets. Stop by the First Bank of Provinia a call. You'll be glad you did.

-- Jaques et ses Haricots [x1a]


The Ranger went a-flyin', Farewellin', good-byein', The Maidens that he'd met along the way; For though they all had beauty, His honor, his duty, Required him to leave that winter's day.

So he gathered him his Dragons, His nazgul, his flagons, And set off for the islands east of Hist; But the weather started blowin', And rainin', and snowin', And soon he lost his way within the mist.

On wine and balls he flew now. It stormed now, it blew now, And his nazguls' wings and backs began to ache; But the dragons were uncaring, And held on, ensnaring, As the nazguls' will to live began to break.

The waves were getting higher. His anger, his ire, At facing Death had now begun to grow; And roundly did he curse them, And plead them, and nurse them, As closer to the surface they would go.

At last there came a sinking, A drowning, a drinking Of Life and Folly's final bitter dregs; For the Ranger and his minions, Their talons, their pinions. And nothing left to mark the spot but kegs.

-- Gustav [b3a]


They call me Mr. Putterman...

. . . at least once . . . B-)

The time has come the Walrus said, to siege the Imperial City.

Anyone know where npc/monster savages come from? Anyone know how to keep them from coming?

How deep can a mine go?

AHHHHH! My ship has struck a reef!

The Clan With No Name are not to be trusted. They even backstab their allies - someone who has learnt his lesson

> Hades will fall!

Where? I thought that was as far down as you get.


Gold for the needy!

Scurvy knaves!

Isn't re-dired an old text editor?

How does one explore ocean provinces?

abj abk

A concerned reader writes: Beware the RGS. They mean to control the world through complete knowledge of our lands. Once there are no mysteries left in Olympia, once they have complete documentation of the world, once creativity and imagination is banished by their hand, they will have finally won.

Concerned reader: May I suggest closing your eyes and pretending there's nobody else here?

Nothing beats a nice stack of dragons...

> The Grey Bird [fd1t] is currently circumnavigating the world. > If you see it bumping against your coastline, don't be > alarmed, it's just passing through.

Sorry, things passing through coastlines always alarm me.

Fear the coming darkness. Fear it but fight it. Never let it win.

>Beware the RGS. They mean to control the world through complete knowledge >of our lands. Once there are no mysteries left in Olympia, once they have >complete documentation of the world, once creativity and imagination is >banished by their hand, they will have finally won.

Oh come now, old boy. Surely you're stretching it a bit here. "Control the world?" Hardly possible, even if one were so inclined. And "creativity and imagination banished"? Enhanced rather, I think.

The Royal Geographical Society is a fine and humanitarian institution, pledged to help both new and established factions alike. I for one am proud to be a part of it.

For more information on the RGS, contact its Representative, Brett Miller, 103534.1454@compuserve.com .

-- Gustav [b3a], for the Society

Another week's research funding.

>Let's be realistic.

Good lord, what for? Baseless accusations and endless inuendo, isn't that what it's all about here?

That's why we call 'em _rumors_, because they're worth the paper they're not printed on.

And what's with all the "trembling AOO" comments? As far as I can tell, they can still wipe out all other factions as easily as one cleans out a lair of rats. Let's be realistic.

Uhhh, that was sarcasm, obviously I need to work on my delivery.

" boy do I need this gold, still no one has yet told me what Spiny root is used for, could some one help me?"

wanted: cities that sells wool or oranges and/or buys vinegar. please contact g6k@g1.pbm.com

The gates are owned by the AOO. You have been warned.

Yep, another BORING rumor

Ahh - Finaly. Im here. Free and open land untroubled by garrisons. Not a soul in sight. Now what does that sign over there say.

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