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VOLUME SEVEN, ISSUE TWENTY-FIVE                       October 21st, 2000

                          TABLE OF CONTENTS
                          Calendar of Events

                          NEWS AND REPORTS  
                       Furniture Announcement
                       New Feature:  Areainfo

                            Clan  News
                       Clan Profile: Bahan Sopeh
                A Few Words on the Importance of Manners
                            The Lament

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[All times are system time unless otherwise specified]

                   o o o o o o o   October   o o o o o o o

      Thursday, October 19th, 7:00 pm       Q & A in the OOC Auditorium
      Saturday, October 21st, 7:00 pm       Clanbuilding Seminar
      Thursday, October 26th, 7:00 pm       Q & A in the OOC Auditorium

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                     Furniture Announcement

This is a 2 week notice.  All characters using furniture items as bags have 2
weeks from this date to get rid of those items before they become timed and
non preservable. The immortal staff will NOT be responsible for any items
lost due to these being used as bags.

From today on, all furniture will have a high rent cost (but still a low price
for buying). Any and all complaints may be directed at the players who
abused this feature.



                      New Feature: Areainfo

Chocorua has complete work on a new code feature: the areainfo command.
Areainfo is an improvement to the old 'areas' command, showing a cleaner
listing of Legend's areas. Areainfo  will give you more in-depth
information about the particular area.


                          Clanbuilding Seminar

Come to the Clanbuilding seminar tonight, Saturday Oct 21st at 7pm, held in
the OOC Auditorium. Get tips and ideas on creating, maintaining and revising
your clan, GM responsibilities and more.  The seminar will be held as a
discussion-type forum with Sandra leading the discussion.

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                              Clan News

Clan Trixie (keyword: clantixie) was formed by Herbert on October 20th and
Chicks Dig This (keyword: dig) was formed by Dude on October 15th.

For more information about these clans, type: clans 


                       Clan Profile: Bahan Sopeh

I had a chance to speak with Judah recently, and learn more about his clan --
the Bahan Sopeh. The first thing that might strike you about the Bahan Sopeh
is their strange name. Judah explained, 'It is actually two Hebrew words that
have very similar meanings. Bahan is "Watchtower" and Sopeh is "Watchman". 

Trained as Rune Knights, Judah and his comrade Keith ventured out into the
world to form an association which would watch over Legend and its
inhabitants. Together with Haley, Gorgan, and Camaris, they founded an elite
group is devoted to the assistance of any who may need them. 


A Few Words on the Importance of Manners, by Nadya LaRue

As you may or may not know, I am a woman of excellent breeding and
upbringing.  I know when to ask after a woman's health and when not to ask
after her husband's.  I know which fork goes where on the place setting for a
proper dinner party.  I realize that navy blue and black are truly not the
same and cannot be worn simultaneously.  I know that there are appropriate
times for salacious gossip and there are not.   And although good manners may
not be the current fashion, I still maintain that they are of the utmost
importance.  Flattery will get you everywhere, darling, just remember that!

But how did I ever become such a paragon of good manners and breeding?  I am
often asked this question, and I must give all the credit to my dear, dear
parents.  One just does not enter the world with such instincts, these are
learned traits.  My mother was a lovely Russian woman who moved to Paris at a
young age to begin a career as a fashion model and a society mademoiselle.
Mother ran away from home, tired of terrible vodka and oppressive
conditions.  Good things come to those who work, she always said, and she had
to work terribly hard!  Mother studied French by the moonlight and became
very proficient in the language.  She lived in a tiny apartment upstairs from
a bookstore, an apartment that truly lacked the basics in human comfort.
Mother loved Paris despite her living conditions and thrived in the shadow of
the Tour Eiffel and on the sidewalks of the Champs Elysees.

Unfortunately, Mother couldn't find work in Paris as a fashion model right
away, and had to settle for a string of jobs in seedy bistros and houses of
ill repute.  My mother worked for a certain famous Paris madam before she met
my father, a wealthy Parisian doctor.  Dr. LaRue, my father, was a member of
the upper crust of Parisian society and was able to give my mother the
friends and acquaintances she needed to fulfill her dreams.  It was
apparently love at first sight, and he insisted that she leave her madam's
business and come to live with him in a stylish flat off the left side of the
bank.  Soon after they met, my mother was dressed to the nines in Chanel and
diamonds, and loving it.

Mother's career as a fashion template was cut rather short with my birth, and
the subsequent birth of my three brothers, but she still stayed very active
in Paris society.  Madame LaRue was the very paragon of virtue and manners,
and she advised many of her society lady-friends in this area.  Father saw,
however, that she was restless with life at home and suggested that the
couple invest their considerable assets into founding a finishing school.
The famous LaRue Finishing School opened its doors that very same year.  For
the next twenty years, students came from all over Europe to learn how to be
proper members of high society.

I was a student of my mother's finishing school, along with the finest in
European society.  We learned how to dance all the latest dances, how to
dress properly, and how to conduct ourselves at proper social gatherings.
These were all very useful lessons, and I thank my mother for teaching me so
well.  But I, unlike many of my classmates, yearned to be more than a pretty
face and elegant dancer.  I wanted to learn my father's profession, so I went
from finishing school to La Sorbonne to study medicine, literature, and
whatever I could.  I am now an accomplished surgeon, as you know, and a
sometime journalist to boot.


A few unsigned pieces of verse were found in the ruins of a cathedral near
London recently.
The Lament

Now closed are the doors to the cathedral grand,
One by the altar waits, silver blade in gloved hand,
One by the altar kneels, fire pillar by him stand.

One on the floor screaming, one by the door weeping,
Full moon in starless night, and shadows creeping,
And one on altar stretched, chest bared, sleeping.

Blood red moon rides a starless night sky overhead,
A woman's voice cries out, screaming in mortal dread,
The demons grovel nearby, their hunger soon to be fed.

'This cannot be!', a challenger springs to her feet,
'This blade must not that poor child's heart meet!',
Defeated, she takes flight on sandals ever fleet.

Fire forged steel touches flesh amidst the screaming,
The demons and the imps and the spirits keening,
And the wheels of balance madly keeling.

Should you meet the boy in the streets now wailing,
Take kindly to him in your traveler's hailing,
Across the sea of death his mind is now sailing.

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