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   | The Olympia Times                                       issue g1-131 |
   | December 25, 1996                                                    |
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   | turn 131  120 players                            http://www.pbm.com/ |
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Brothers, As we celebrate this holiday season please take time to remember the soldiers that have served in the past and are serving today so that we can enjoy freedom. Many of them are eighteen or nineteen years old and in a foreign land far from home; take a moment to say a silent thank you for their sacrifices. I know the lonelyness of being in the military and in a foreign land over the holidays it is not a happy time. So the next time you get a chance thank a Veteran. - A Soldier's Christmas --------------------- T'was the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. - I had come down the chimney with presents to give, And to see just who in this home did live. - I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. - No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands. - With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, A sober thought came through my mind. - For this house was different, it was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly. - The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home. - The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder, Not how I pictured a United States soldier. - Was this the hero of whom I'd just read? Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? - I realized the families that I saw this night, Owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight. - Soon 'round the world the children would play, And grown-ups would celebrate a bright Christmas day. - They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year, Because of the soldiers, like the one lying here. - I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone, On a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home. - The very thought brought a tear to my eye, I dropped to my knees and started to cry. - The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice, "Santa don't cry, this life is my choice; - I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more, My life is my God, my Country, my Corps." - The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep, I couldn't control it, I continued to weep. - I kept watch for hours, so silent and still, And we both shivered from the cold night's chill. - I didn't want to leave on that cold, dark night, This Guardian of honor so willing to fight. - Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure, Whispered, "Carry on Santa, it's Christmas Day, all is secure." - One look at my watch, and I knew he was right, Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night. - Share this with someone you know, for we all have friends who will be securing freedom somewhere in the world over Christmas. May the Lord bless them and keep them safe this Christmas season. - This was taken from the Atlantis 3.0 Times, credit for this poem belongs there.

-- The North Men [bg9]


Hey Tommy, nice work. You've figured out about half of it and about 100 turns too late to make any difference. If you think castles are where power comes from at this point in the game, think again.

-- The Aolian Circle [cu9]


Merry Christmas to all.

-- The day of Rest [ju3]


What Tignor did not tell you about all those goodies that he intends to drop in the IC, is that we, the AOO, cannot tell whether the holder of an item belongs to one of Tignor's allies or not. We tracked them into by22, hoping that he would let us know who his allies are, by handing them off. But anyone holding any of the items we lost will have a big, red target painted on them and we will assume it is one of Tignor's allies -- and act accordingly. One would assume he would know this, so think twice before you pick up a random item, since I, at least, would like to punish the guilty rather than any old random schmoe.

-- Clann Dhabaid [qr2]


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

Monthly notice: every new visitor to either of our two fair isles should notify us in advance. (We'll only get back to you if there's a problem)

-- The Crazy Quilters [vn7]


Hello. My name is Action. I am the Clan Spokesman for Clan Jack. Our clan is seeking to open a dialogue with all interested parties. We offer a small but capable faction with skill and integrity. Please address all correspondance to me or my Public Affairs Officer, Jordan. I look forward to your response. Thank you.

-- Action [n0v]


Rumors


What do you mean the RGS are still in it? I watched two of them die


Many thanks to Gabriel the Hand (and especially his player) for sharing the knowledge of how to survive. Hopefully some of us who remain will be able to use it to good effect.


Christmas presents! Hey Buddy, whats the fastest way to get to the Imperial City? Without going to Faery I mean.


Did anyone else see that fat guy in a red suit flying around?


To whoever just ressurected my mage, "May I please have him back?".


to higher ground


Resistance is futile! G2 will assimilate your individuality! It has mine! Adieu, mon amies!


Q: Why'd BtA cross the road?


more for less


Where is Brett Miller?


Lord Bartholomew has been taken prisoner. RGS, better start elections!


Merry Xmas everyone! Sadly we see that the Witchlight Runners are dropping. We hope we will see him again in G2 - XXXX


Thank you Kaden. It's nice to know that somebody is looking out for us newbies.


Top Tip #2: Make sure when waiting for something, your waiting for the right thing. Top Tip #3: Give the correct Noble the correct goods, or you're end up screwed.


And an audacious Atnerknillia to all.


And now we lay our heads to sleep


Happy New Year Everyone!! - XXXX


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