Ghyll:Lake Crimin - Revision history

Morbus Iff: Correcting ROFFLE.

2005-09-19T20:10:48Z

Correcting ROFFLE.

Morbus Iff: Quick revision. Pisspoor entry, 'tis.

2005-08-12T18:57:54Z

Quick revision. Pisspoor entry, 'tis.

Morbus Iff: First draft. Eh.

2005-08-12T18:53:49Z

First draft. Eh.

Undrhil: * Heh. Feel free to remove this when you flesh it out. :: Grin :: *

2005-08-08T03:51:32Z

* Heh. Feel free to remove this when you flesh it out. :: Grin :: *

Morbus Iff at 20:19, 6 August 2005

2005-08-06T20:19:37Z

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Dibs, for i arr teh Geography-minimalist. --[[User:Morbus Iff|Morbus Iff]] 16:19, 6 Aug 2005 (EDT)

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 The ones without [[Dendel's Stripes|stripes]]. No stripes! Don't like 'em. But I'm here anyways. Not because I want to, but because I ''have'' to - my obsession with the brown fluid has become nothing less than a life mission, and its answers important enough to merit a larger 'a'. With my access to [[Dulalian Empire|Dulalia]] restricted, I've had to enlist the help of [[criminals]]. I don't like it and they don't like ''me''. Except for that other guy. With the big hands.
-Lake Crimin, on the outskirts of said [[Dulalian Empire|Empire]], is a ten [[lele]] wide beast which orders its stripeless hordes to commit atrocities unimagined. The constant fog that hangs over the lake makes visibility difficult, and this is its greatest gift: the blindless of not seeing the horrors of its deepest waters and its blackest skies. This has also flummoxed exploration, and you'll find some maps with islands, some maps without, and some maps with a big burn mark where the [[Religious Right]] scorched the demonia away. [[Criminals]] and the stripeless aliens like it here. Normal folks do not. Well, except for the fishermen... but they imported themselves from [[Shepenor]] in -445 [[EC]], actually ''preferring'' the taste of fish from the [[Qestarius River|Qestarius]] and tired and sick of the grief they earned because of it.
+Lake Crimin, on the outskirts of said [[Dulalian Empire|Empire]], is a ten [[lele]] wide beast which orders its stripeless hordes to commit atrocities unimagined. The constant fog that hangs over the lake makes visibility difficult, and this is its greatest gift: the blindness of not seeing the horrors of its deepest waters and its blackest skies. This has also flummoxed exploration, and you'll find some maps with islands, some maps without, and some maps with a big burn mark where the [[Religious Right]] scorched the demonia away. [[Criminals]] and the stripeless aliens like it here. Normal folks do not. Well, except for the fishermen... but they imported themselves from [[Shepenor]] in -445 [[EC]], actually ''preferring'' the taste of fish from the [[Qestarius River|Qestarius]] and tired and sick of the grief they earned because of it.
 '''Citations''': [[Dendel's Stripes]], [[Dulalian Empire]], [[Religious Right]].

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 '''Lake Crimin''', many days walk southeast of the Principality of Jurra, is where ''they'' come from. They, them, those, that! I don't like ''them''. I don't like how they make me ''feel'', them being all shifty and detrimental makes ''me'' all shifty and detrimental. It's certainly not my fault, so it must be ''theirs'', and I don't like that, no, not... one... bit.
-The ones without [[Dendel's stripes|stripes]]. No stripes! Don't like 'em. But I'm here anyways. Not because I want to, but because I ''have'' to - my obsession with the brown fluid has become nothing less than a life mission, and its answers important enough to merit a larger 'a'. With my access to [[Dulalian Empire|Dulalia]] restricted, I've had to enlist the help of [[criminals]]. I don't like it and they don't like ''me''. Except for that other guy. With the big hands.
+The ones without [[Dendel's Stripes|stripes]]. No stripes! Don't like 'em. But I'm here anyways. Not because I want to, but because I ''have'' to - my obsession with the brown fluid has become nothing less than a life mission, and its answers important enough to merit a larger 'a'. With my access to [[Dulalian Empire|Dulalia]] restricted, I've had to enlist the help of [[criminals]]. I don't like it and they don't like ''me''. Except for that other guy. With the big hands.
 Lake Crimin, on the outskirts of said [[Dulalian Empire|Empire]], is a ten [[lele]] wide beast which orders its stripeless hordes to commit atrocities unimagined. The constant fog that hangs over the lake makes visibility difficult, and this is its greatest gift: the blindless of not seeing the horrors of its deepest waters and its blackest skies. This has also flummoxed exploration, and you'll find some maps with islands, some maps without, and some maps with a big burn mark where the [[Religious Right]] scorched the demonia away. [[Criminals]] and the stripeless aliens like it here. Normal folks do not. Well, except for the fishermen... but they imported themselves from [[Shepenor]] in -445 [[EC]], actually ''preferring'' the taste of fish from the [[Qestarius River|Qestarius]] and tired and sick of the grief they earned because of it.
-'''Citations''': [[Dendel's stripes]], [[Dulalian Empire]], [[Religious Right]].
+'''Citations''': [[Dendel's Stripes]], [[Dulalian Empire]], [[Religious Right]].
 --[[User:Morbus Iff|Morbus Iff]] 14:53, 12 Aug 2005 (EDT)
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-Dibs, for i arr teh Geography-minimalist. --[[User:Morbus Iff|Morbus Iff]] 16:19, 6 Aug 2005 (EDT)
+'''Lake Crimin''', many days walk southeast of the Principality of Jurra, is where ''they'' come from. They, them, those, that! I don't like ''them''. I don't like how they make me ''feel'', them being all shifty and detrimental makes ''me'' all shifty and detrimental. It's certainly not my fault, so it must be ''theirs'', and I don't like that, no, not... one... bit.
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+The ones without [[Dendel's stripes|stripes]]. No stripes! Don't like 'em. But I'm here anyways. Not because I want to, but because I ''have'' to - my obsession with the brown fluid has become nothing less than a life mission, and its answers important enough to merit a larger 'a'. With my access to [[Dulalian Empire|Dulalia]] restricted, I've had to enlist the help of [[criminals]]. I don't like it and they don't like ''me''. Except for that other guy. With the big hands.
-Oh, yippie.  Minimal geography.  I can't wait until someone starts using maximal geography around here.  We could use it.  There's a bit of mountain behind Folktown, I believe, which could do with a name.  :: Snicker ::  --[[User:Undrhil|Trousle Undrhil]] 23:51, 7 Aug 2005 (EDT)
+Lake Crimin, on the outskirts of said [[Dulalian Empire|Empire]], is a ten [[lele]] wide beast which orders its stripeless hordes to commit atrocities unimagined. The constant fog that hangs over the lake makes visibility difficult, and this is its greatest gift: the blindless of not seeing the horrors of its deepest waters and its blackest skies. This has also flummoxed exploration, and you'll find some maps with islands, some maps without, and some maps with a big burn mark where the [[Religious Right]] scorched the demonia away. [[Criminals]] and the stripeless aliens like it here. Normal folks do not. Well, except for the fishermen... but they imported themselves from [[Shepenor]] in -445 [[EC]], actually ''preferring'' the taste of fish from the [[Qestarius River|Qestarius]] and tired and sick of the grief they earned because of it.

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		+	Oh, yippie. Minimal geography. I can't wait until someone starts using maximal geography around here. We could use it. There's a bit of mountain behind Folktown, I believe, which could do with a name. :: Snicker :: --[[User:Undrhil\|Trousle Undrhil]] 23:51, 7 Aug 2005 (EDT)