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Kull
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El Paso, TX USA
Mar 1999
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Question to Chris 62: For future reference, what's the rule in other PBEMs for determining when someone has abandoned the game?
(Edited to remove non-applicable individual reference)
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Chris 62
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But I'm feeling MUCH better now
Jan 2001
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Usually they are never asked to play again by whomever they screwed, unless there was some compelling real life reason they cut out, such as:
Computer failure
Sickness in familiy
Death in familiy
Some people, especially students use the excuse of finals or midterms, but this is invalid UNLESS prior warning is given.
To just not show is considered bad form.
There should be NO REASON some word can't be given, and once it is, it is accepted usually.
Right now, I'm still playing two games started a year and a half ago, with the same people, and they near completion, so unless you can commit to this for a year, don't bother.
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Civfan
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Toronto, Canada
Sep 1999
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here we go
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germanos
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behind a firm ****, Rotterdam, NL
Apr 2002
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Along the banks of the Tigris, that mighty and life bringing river, many stories and romours travel. At these banks, where civilization is born, youth, with all its foolishness but yet the promise of greatness, puts its mark down.
The great city of Nineveh, with its great walls, and residence of the wise and mercifull Cheiftain Sargon, was founded right here on fertile side of the River. A marvelous spot, just as there are so many other great spots to find on the vast stretches this river brings to the inhabitants of this Pearl of the Tigris. Raised in this green environment, the people of Niniveh can only follow their harts, and stay loyal and bound to the Great goddess of the Tigris. The people travel on small rafts both up- and downstream the river to scout the possibilities their habitat gives.
Those who dare, travel in the vast wasteland West of the city, while the mountains East are being avoided. The Goddess Tigris will withdraw her protection from those who travel in these strange sloping lands.
The people of Nineveh have not settled long ago on the Banks of the Tigris. It was their Cheiftain Sargon who had led them to this place, and who convinced them they should build more sturdy shelters that they had ever done before, and he vowed their days of wandering the vast plains were over, now that they found the wealth of this beautifull river. The plentiness of water, giving the plains a previously unknown fertility to the plains surrounding the settlement, finally put the quest of the Assyrian Tribe to an end. With this sound encampment well established, this place that people soon started to call home, the Chieftain ordered the men out to scout the surroundings, but added the message they should return home once their food had run out half, so they could return to replenish their stocks, and rejoice in seeing their families again.
When the first men returned, they brought back unimaginable riches in Gold, knowledge and Slaves, and stories of fellow wandering Tribes and villages. Blessed by this fortune that the Goddess of the Tigris had granted upon him and his people, Sargon ordered more young men, well equiped through the funds that had reached his palace, to venture out along the river banks, and to take the enslaved people with them, so they may find new places to settle, and to live as free men within the Assyrian Empire. Traveling fast downstream, the young men quickly granted the Slaves their freedom, and they settled near the River on the place called Calah, which means Furtune in Assyrian. It was a well choosen name, because when the young Assyrians scouted the immediate vicinity of Calah, they met a group of wandering people, who were traveling fast on Horsedraw carts, and bearing powerfull Arms. These people, who named themselves Charioteers, were so astonished by the sight of the Assyrian settlement, that they offered their services to Sargon's emissaries, and informed the young men from Nineveh of the presence of the nearby hostile Village.
Soon the Charioteers drove of westwards, and overran the villagers. The crossing of the river to the village was not without risk (something the youngsters from Nineveh knew very well), and the brave but reckless Charioteers were allmost completely annihilated. The Tigris turned red with blood, and it took a long time before all the wreckadge from the charioteers was recovered from the river, and brought back to Calah. Excited by these events, the previously enslaved people of Calah escorted the captives from the village back to Niniveh, showing their allegiance to Sargon, making clear the faith that Sargon had put in them had not been wasted, and secretly hoping that Sargon would be as generous to the new Slaves, as he had been to them.
Again, Sargon send off the Slaves to settle somewhere peacefully under the reign of Assyria.
In the meanwhile, those dare-devils that had ventured into the vast plains, from which their ancestors had come and from whom they had inherited wild and skary Sages, halted in front of a hut, not knowing what to do. When they finaly approached the hut they found it empty except for a strange construction and some naps made out of clay. Those tired of wandering the wastelands stayed and worked at the construction to duplicate the clay naps, which were sturdy, and much largers their wooden naps had ever been. And by doing so, they discovered the skill of Pottery. Those who were impatient and loved the far stretches of plains traveled further West, into the unknown…
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Kull
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El Paso, TX USA
Mar 1999
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To the average villager Memphis is a satisfying place to live, so long as you don't mind having a life without secrets. As with every village in every land, not only have you lived with these people all your life, you're related to them too. Fortunately for the gene pool, Memphis is an important crossroads, the gateway between the Delta and the Nile valley. So men with the bravery and fortitude to risk travel in the dangerous ancient world were not uncommon - and they found more than a few women who were bored with the norms of village life. Over the millenia these men and women left behind a significant gift - children with a genetic predisposition for bravery and risk-taking.
On the morning after the men of Memphis first learned of kings and armies and mass killings, the word had spread to every corner of the town. All agreed that something had to be done, and everyone had a different plan for doing it. "Let's pack up and move so far south that these "kings" will never find us!" "No, we must build walls and prepare our defenses!" "Why not kill all visitors? That way no one will know we are here!" "We could ally with the village down south, ask one of the Libyans to be our King and combine our forces into an army!" For every idea there was a counter-argument, and the debate swayed back and forth throughout the days that followed.
Like most villages of it's time, Memphis was "governed" by a council of elders. In times of difficulty they could and did appoint a single headman who would organize the town to fend off predators and unruly visitors or help recuperate from natural disasters like floods and locusts. In past crises, headmen were appointed based on wealth or social status - but that would not serve to deter an invader. No, something different was called for now, and it fell to Merneptah, the oldest of the elders, a tottering ancient of 60 summers, to suggest the solution. "We need a man of war, so lets hold a contest. He who is strongest, bravest, and handiest with a weapon is the one best able to train our young men and - may Ra forgive us - lead them into battle." Once suggested, the solution seemed only too obvious and was immediately adopted by unanimous acclaim. A series of physical tests was agreed upon, and the contest set for the following day.
And so it was that on a quiet October morning a stranger wandered up the South road and entered Memphis. You couldn't say he went unnoticed - not many men are clothed in lionskin - but most of the townsfolk were absent, gathered noisily to the north for the War Leader contest. If the stranger noticed the unusual silence, he gave no sign. Ignoring the few dogs and children that followed curiously in his wake, the stranger walked to the village center and helped himself to several long draughts from the local well. Oblivious to his surroundings the visitor set aside his great spear, removed the lion cloak and washed away his dust and grime. His ablutions complete, the man gathered his possessions and began to stride quickly towards the East road - which is when it happened - the feel of something tugging upon his lion's tail! Sometimes it is the smallest of events that have the largest repercussions, and so it was here.
For the first time emotions played across the face of the stranger - first anger, and then turning, consternation and finally, amusement. For there stood a small boy with two tiny fists wrapped firmly about the tail, legs splayed wide in a vain attempt to slow him down. But stop he did, and as the boy's lips moved and one hand pointed frantically to the north, the stranger bent down to listen and his face changed yet again. From bemusement to thoughtfulness, and finally - almost regretfully - the steely determination of before. But this time it is different - there seems a greater sense of purpose - and it grows stronger as he gazes north - seeming to hear for the first time the distant voices of the clamoring crowd. From a pocket in his cloak, the man pulls forth a lion's tooth and gifts it to the awestruck child. Then turning once more he heads north - towards a suddenly revealed destiny - followed by the excited shouts of children and the frantic barking of their dogs.
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Kull
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El Paso, TX USA
Mar 1999
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Led by the nobleman Cyaxares the men of Persia descend swiftly upon the small mountain village, taking it unawares. Here, high in the hills east of Ecbatana, occurs an event full of omen and portent! These villagers are the proud possessors of a great herd of horses, which they give to Cyaxares in token of their submission to Persia. With skilled riders recruited from the village, the marvelous beasts now comprise a great addition to the armed might of Persia. Led now by Cyaxares and several of his veterans, the horsemen set off on explorations to the north and east, the miles rapidly devoured beneath the pounding hooves.
As they ride, Cyaxares thinks back to the recent Royal Council. There the king promised his nobles that glory beckoned and Persia's quiet days were at an end. Already settlers were scouting the country to the north and soon a second city would rise as gateway to the Northern Passage.
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germanos
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behind a firm ****, Rotterdam, NL
Apr 2002
time: 06:22
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See post One on page One. The one after Persia. I think that is you, but not sure and too lazy to check.
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Chris 62
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But I'm feeling MUCH better now
Jan 2001
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Civfan
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Toronto, Canada
Sep 1999
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chris 62, check your file. i think its the wrong one. i'm missing a city here!
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germanos
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behind a firm ****, Rotterdam, NL
Apr 2002
time: 06:22
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Mmm...The file I posted says:
Babylonians: 2 cities, 4 units.
Is that what it should be?
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Civfan
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Toronto, Canada
Sep 1999
time: 05:22
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hm
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Kull
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El Paso, TX USA
Mar 1999
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If you had left Memphis two summers ago, had received no news from home, and returned suddenly and without warning - the changes would leave you gasping for breath. As the homesick traveler approaches from the North, he would first be startled to discover the existence of actual roads! No longer simple tracks the new roads are wide enough for 10 men to walk abreast, and so smooth that a blind man can journey along without fear of stumbling. The handiwork of large crews of laborers, these roads are a thing new to Egypt. Although short in distance, they already lead southwest along the Nile to Memphis, and from there cross to the West Bank and point South. Clearly the movement of men and animals will be greatly aided by these structures, and even the most wooden-headed can foresee the day when they knit Egypt together as sinews bind bone.
As for the town itself....well! No longer a sleepy market village, Memphis has tripled in size and stands on the cusp of transformation from town to city. A strong wall surrounds it, a palace - small but unmistakeable - dominates the city center, homes are larger (some even with courtyards and a second floor!), and there are uniformed men-at-arms drilling on the extensive palace grounds. Most visible of all is the tenor and tone of the inhabitants - they are hard working and confident, with big dreams of grand things to come. And if you ask them "Why? How? What drives this transformation?", one and all will point to their leader, the Nomarch Ra-a-Memfes (The God Ra comes to Memphis). "He came from the desert in our time of Questioning - truly a Gift from the Gods - and brought with him a plan for Greatness. He does not share the details of this vision - of that we can but guess - yet only a fool would doubt one who has taken us so far so quickly."
The changes are remarkable but as he gazes at the tumult around him, the returning villager would surely hark back to a simpler time - now lost forever to the world - when men were happy with smaller dreams....of wife, children, a good harvest, and quiet evenings with fast friends and strong millet beer.
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Kull
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El Paso, TX USA
Mar 1999
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For Persia, this is one of the Great Years. To the West, foot soldiers of the King incur many casualties but subdue a town that had long spurned the overtures of Persia. In the East, Cyaxares leads his horsemen into a forest camp, and there uses gold and a silver tongue to bind a band of Swordsmen to the Persian cause. Eager for booty, the new recruits alert Cyaxares to the neighboring presence of a large town. With a practiced eye the Persian Noble surveys the town's defenses for weak points and then leads his swordsmen in a sudden assault. Conquest is swift and many slaves are captured and sent back to the capital as a gift to the grateful King. There they are grouped with men from the Western Conquest and together build a road in the hills south of Ecbatana - in the future this will greatly speed the deployment of slaves and settlers as they depart in service to the crown. The skirmishers formerly led by Cyaxares - now under the command of his son Astyages - turn their faces South and journey among the great heights of the Zagros Mountains.
And in the North, great news indeed: The city of Rhagae is founded on the Banks of the River Qezel Owzan where it bends north to bisect a towering range of mountains. Control of this river valley, gateway to the Great Bitter Sea and it's girdle of fertile coastland, is crucial to any who would exploit the riches of the North. Meanwhile near the valley's northern terminus, another band of settlers prepares to found a Persian city on the shores of the Sea.
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Colorado Springs, CO
Oct 1999
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Nothing of threat to anyone, I can assure you. Here's the story...
A band of wandering Skirmishers, just out from the royal town of Mycanae, spied a small camp on the slopes of the nearby hills. The tribal chief of the camp, told the leader that they are raising horses to sell but upon seeing an armed mob, the chief resigned to just giving the horses to the King. The Horsemen, now under authority of the King, proceeded to stumble upon another nearby camp, but instead of ranchers, they found a family of leathersmiths that was honored to have been offered to join the King’s service as teachers. This new knowledge started the tradition of Spearmen, equipped with leather armor. Meanwhile, the Skirmishers knew of a rebel village on the rich peninsula bordering the Ionian Sea. After a long, bloody battle, the Skirmishers were able to subdue the rebels, taking with them gold and a group of slaves. The final camp in the vicinity of Mycanae turned out to be another industrious family, only this time they specialized in making quality pottery. They too were brought into the service of the King. With the rebel village subdued, this paved the way for the founding of a glorious new town, Argos. Immediately, a group of workers were assigned to tend the sheep near an olive grove, which will provide extraordinary benefit to the new town. On the other side of Mycanae, the enslaved rebels had become full citizens and were authorized to settle on the Attican peninsula. What they found crossing into Attica was a large olive grove to which they can tend sheep as well. Upon this site, Sparta was founded to complete the triad.
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Civfan
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Toronto, Canada
Sep 1999
time: 05:22
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another city founded
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germanos
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behind a firm ****, Rotterdam, NL
Apr 2002
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Assyrians find unimaginable wealth in 3 huts.
The recovered Charioteers prooved to have much more endurance then expected, and were able to slay the Warriors in the Village without difficulty. More Slaves and more Gold was added to the glory of Sargon.
In the Capital people have started to ponder what use could be found for this strange metal that has been named Copper. Some elders say that uncovering the secrets of this metal will mark a new Age in the Assyrian way of live. This has devided the citizens in the city in two camps: those who can't wait for this new age to begin, and the somewhat less populous group that prefers things will remain as they are.
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