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|DM Heterocephalus
In the years since, Razmiran, as the theocracy came to be called, has expanded its borders five times at the expense of various River Kingdoms and Ustalav. Threatened the Outlaw Council made up of rulers of all the kingdoms predominated by Daggermark, Gralton, Lambreth, Mivon, Pitax, the Protectorate of the Black Marquis, Sevenarches, Tymon and Uringen met up and discussed the growing powers of Razmiran.
In order to appease the living god Razmir, the Outlaw Council agreed and signed a pact to recognize the divinity of Razmir. As a show of their declaration of Faith, they have agreed to send their finest warriors every year to Thronestep to take part in the arena games. To keep these warriors in check, the Priest administered a highly addictive drug, the Tears of Razmir which is a combination of narcotics and hallucinogens which was created by Razmir.
The winner of these games will be given a choice to either ascend Priesthood by traveling to the Exalted Wood for training and acting in league with the faith despite any previous misgivings. In return, the kingdoms of these warriors will be given amnesty from Razmiran and even tribute and military might for the next 3 years.
It is called The Immortal Games.
The preparations are in place your Holiness
A gold masked priest wearing with the the symbol "α", the first of the Visions bowed before a Living God.
A council of high-ranking priests known as the Visions. The goldmasked priests carry out Razmir's erratic mandates, each in a unique way. While some Visions are gifted sorcerers, and others still use honeyed words and bribes to accomplish their goals, a significant portion is skilled at martial combat from the winners of the Immortal Games.
The Revelations is made up of 5 priest among the Visions. They are the most blessed and Razmir closest council.
"α"- Alpha
"ε"- Epsilon
"Ĩ"- Iota
"Ω"- Omega
"Ψ"- Psi
A divine being clothed in bright shimmering robes that captures the bright sunlight beaming above him through a glass ceiling atop and reflecting the beams all around the throne room. Looking at him, you would believe his divinity as he looks like an Archangel that descended unto this world. He wears an ornate Ivory Mask of a Serene Visage as he looks down at his council upon a 31-stepped mithril throne, in reference to the steps he supposedly took to achieve divinity.
Release Omega to Tymon...Alpha..
It has been done my Lord...
Chapter 1: The Sacrilege
The city-state of Tymon lies southwest of Daggermark on the very western borders of the River Kingdoms, next to the kingdom of Razmiran. It is renowned for its gladiators, as Tymon boasts both a huge arena and many prestigious gladiator colleges. Tymon's history of gladiatorial excellence goes back to its founder,Maldar Tymon, who was a renowned Taldan gladiator and hero of one of Taldor's Fifth Army of Exploration. Unfortunately, this proud heritage has made Tymon a visible target, and the living god Razmir greedily eyes the city with conquest on his mind. the current ruler of Tymon is Ullorth Ungin.
A dark shadow cast upon the town as a floating ship powered by Arcane Magic flew past the Colosseum where Gladiators are fighting each other to the death. The loud cheering of the bloodthirsty crowd drifted off into silence....A gladiator lifting to bring his huge axe downwards to crush the head of a prone defeated gladiator paused as he place his axe down and relaxes his grip as they cast their sights upon the engineering marvel.
Turning around he offers a hand to the fallen gladiator as he pulled him to his feet. It is unspoken but it means.
Tomorrow we will be opponents once more. Today...we are brothers.
The floating ship caused commotion where its shadow passed as the crowds started following the ship. The destination castle Stone Rock of
Ullorth Ungin. Loud trumpet can be heard as it bellows within the town signalling the gladiators college, townsfolk and nobles to gather in the town's square. The king of Tymon walked out and formed the welcome envoy as the ship maneuvered to land in the town's square. It's ship hull brushed upon one of the buildings as the flag bearing the symbol of Tymon crushed under the weight of the ship and fell into the town's square.
How the mighty have fallen...
Ullorth Ungin looked at the fallen flag and thought its appropriateness of Tymon's shame. The enforcer of that shame walked out as a set of 31 steps slide down from an opening of the ship.
Gold plated Razmiran soldiers rushed out and formed a formation around the king as a being of impressive proportion walked down the 31 steps. His huge form was concealed under a heavy silk white cloak. he wears a golden mask with the symbol "Ω" imprinted on the forehead.
Tymon welcomes the will and divinity of Razmir!! We prepare and present ourselves for the Immortal games.
Omega looks impassively at the King before responding in a booming deep voice.
Glory to Razmir...
He walked towards a platform made of steel ignoring Ullorth Ungin. Clenching his fist, the king is visibly burning with fury as he calmed himself and followed after Omega as they ascended the stairs to the platform.
Facing the gathering crowd, a large golden chest was carried by a 4 Tymon guard and placed at the feet of a weasel looking man as he stuck his hands into the chest scrambling the hundreds of golden ingots bearing the names of the various gladiators names.
We will now choose the representative for the Immortal Games! May they bring honor to Tymon!!
Alright, You may start as doing something in the town or arena and then saw the floating ship before heading to the towns square. You may indicate your feelings perceptions emotions as you stand in the crowd looking at all this. Your names is written on one of the golden ingots in the chest. Your thoughts can be an inner conflict to be picked or not to be picked.
|Ariella Moiraine
Ariella had been in the training yard of her college when the airship flew over Tymon. The steady thunk, thunking of her arrows into the center of the target thirty paces away had lulled her into a sort of trance that wasn't immediately broken by the commotion. It took the shadow of the great lumbering craft falling over her target to break her concentration. Looking up she saw the ship, and knew what it meant. It is time, all that I have worked for is upon us. Quickly gathering up her things, she jogged out of the college and down the many streets and alleys of the city-state, following the Razmirans' progress. She arrived at the square just in time to see Omega ascending the steps and brushing off the King. Good, that arrogant bastard deserves all the disrespect he gets. Scanning the crowd, she sees her father near the dias, looking furious and uncomfortable at the same time. A wicked grin makes its way onto her face. Lovely. Unable to see well through the mass of people, she leaps off a couple of stacked crates and up to the low gutter of a nearby building, taking a seat on the edge. She watches the weasel man anxiously, awaiting her fate to be decided.
|The Drunken Snake
Sprawled over his prized keg of ale, the drunken snake-man awoke when the massive shadow of the ship momentarily interrupted the warm rays of the sun that he enjoyed. Looking up, he realized that it was once again time. Just as he had each year for the past several years, he turned his keg on its side and stood upon it, taking backward steps to propel himself forward while his to-and-fro and general ale stench let people know to get out of his way or he might run them over. "Keg" being a particularly slow method of travel, especially with people in the way, the drunken snake-man arrived well after the commotion that the landing made. He took his place as many others now did, waiting to see if his name was called.
|Garris aka "Dragon"
The Dragon sat and meditated as he had done every day this month and contemplated if this would be his year. He had invested so much and waited so long to be chosen. He has seen every game, but it has only been the last 10 that he himself has been eligible for and passed over. It seems fate has not smiled upon him yet. Surely this will be the year. With the armies at our borders and our only hope as a kingdom is to win the games I must be, no will be chosen. I will perform as my master so many years before me. We will be victorious.
As these thoughts run through his head the dragon feels a break in the sunlight as the massive shadow of the ship comes over the garden.
Ah the time is here. He stands gathers up his few things and heads to the town center.
Riggar was just finishing training with his teacher with Crane Style. His teacher taught him a valuable lesson, 'if one cannot get hit one cannot feel pain'. It was these words that stuck with him, which is why Riggar trained extensively on neutralizing his opponents through various take-down maneuvers trip/grapple/sever. After taking a quick break to catch his breath and absorb his teachers wisdom, the sky turned dark.
Looking above him, Riggar saw a massive ship flying overhead. Riggar wondered to himself Aye wonder who gonna be chosen for these Immortal Games tis year? If it me, so be it. I be happy to show those Razmiran thugs a thing or too about humility and honor. They be thinkin twice about conquest and all that nonsense.
Riggar gets up quietly and makes his way to the town square, to join the ruckus and see who get's to represent Tymon in this year's gladiator games.
The Half-Orc has spent the last month almost purely in the Temple of Pharasma. Usually, a hulking barbarian in a temple like this would normally cause some tension, but not this. A strong follower of the Goddess of Death and Fate, Jhock prays during this time, not for help during the upcoming challenges, but for the souls he'll be sending to his Lady of Death, including his own. When the huge ship blots out the sky and causes commotions outside, he stands, and walks out of the church. "So the time has come my lady." He simply says, before walking away from the church, with a few of the priests blessing him in his goals. He heads to the town square, and awaits for what is to come.
The temple of Gorum was abuzz with activity. This was a big day. One man in simple robes and rope sandals is carrying a tray of simple food when he pauses in the hall seeing a co-worker and brighten with hope. You tell him the ship has beeb spotted and will be here soon. he pleads to another acolyte, trying to push the tray towards him. I had too wake him yesterday and he struck me for it. That one is not right. A new bruise had risen on his cheek and was developing some nice color. Not likely. the other, who was carrying water to fill the cistern at the temple, responds. Your duty. Not mine. Besides he struck you because you spilled his breakfast. That was stupid of you. He has never hit me. And its a waste of time anyway. Its his first year to have his name in the draw. I don't believe all that destiny trash. Its strait odds and odds are against him, angel or no.
When the servant enters to wake Azrael he is already awake, sitting in his lotus position deep in meditation wearing only a loin cloth. Eyelids open at the soft sound of sandal on tile and golden orbs take in the room. The space is spartan and efficient. A sleeping mat. I wash stand. An armor rack holding the golden plate armor, spikes and all. A great sword of black metal standing near. No fire warmed the chilly room. And if Azrael felt the chill he did not show it. He never had. It is time. he said. You shall help me dress.
Emerging a short time later is the warrior priest Azrael in full plumed splendor. A halo hovers over his yellow hair and his armor has been shined so that it reflects the sun in golden sprays as he moves. Priest flank him as an honor guard as he walks to the drawing, to his sentencing. ...the will of Gorum... one is heard to say as they walk past people gathering in the street. Some point at him, recognizing him as a new gladiator with a few successful bouts to his name. Most do not. That will change.
|Diablo Rojo
The RUMBLING of the airship outside…
Chips of loose stone crumble from the ceiling of a stark cell.
Strobes of sun-light streak through the bars of a cell window revealing…
brooding in the corner. His red eyes follow a falling chip as it impacts on the floor. He glances up at the tiny window and then back forward. A deadpan stare.
Two guards approach his cell. One of them fiddles with the lock with a set of keys. The cell door CLANGS open.
"Out," he motions.
The tiefling takes his time standing up. He trudges forward slowly emerging from the shadows. His sense of balance not impeded by the shackles around his wrists and ankles.
He trudges out into
with several attendants. In the center of it, on a stand, a full set of hellknight armor ornately decorated - the one he would've proudly worn had he exercised a bit more discretion in a prior life.
"Front and center, slave!" The guard nudges him forward, while the other closes the door behind them.
As the tiefling steps front and center, two attendants remove his shackles.
A MYSTERIOUS FIGURE suddenly appears on the veranda overlooking the ground floor. He speaks in a commanding voice.
"They say a man never really knows himself…"
"Until his freedom has been taken away."
"I wonder. How well do you know yourself?"
"Egorian convict 666:"
Each attendant begin to take a piece of armor from the rack and step off to the sides.
"But as you soon will learn…Even freedom has its price."
A wave of his hand and the attendants begin to assemble the Hellknight armor around the tiefling piece by piece. Leather/chainmail sublayer. Breastplate. Hipguards. Gauntlets. Vambraces. Spiked Pauldrons.
As the final piece is secured, the attendants step away.
"You can carry your prison with you in the Immortal Games. Your former trappings will be your new cell in the arena."
"Make no mistake. War is coming. With all it's glory and all it's horror."
"Hellknight Diablo, your freedom awaits."
An evil smile creaks across the tiefling's face as he growls:
"By the Nine Hells...It's about time."
He slams down his visor. Red eyes gleam through the faceplate, as...
The double doors into the colliseum fly open.
|Breunnor Kegbreaker
Clanging away at the anvil of the gladitorial arena a room littered with various weapons in various states of repair. some new some battered and broken but all bearing the dwarven rune the rune of a "Kegbreaker"
As the airship flew overhead Breunnor stopped his work and headed to the window of the forge glancing skyward.
Blasted skyship, Of all da days ta be comin' ah well best be headin' ta the square. Breunnor mumbles to himself
its been may years he has avoided the picks but he couldn't avoid it any longer his time had finally come and Breunnor could feel it.
grabbing his cutom crafted weapon and his old arena armor, armor he hasen't worn for many years Blast hope it still fits
with a bit of tugging and stretching the armor finds just right fit . Breunnor heads out
Time ta be facin me fate
|DM Heterocephalus
Omega nods to the weasel man.
He digs his scrawny hands into the chest as he draw out a gold ingot.
Aerin Manis, gladiator of East College proceed forward!
The crowd started murmuring as they looked around for someone to respond to that.
A well built man in his 40s raised his hands as he stood beside his wife. His wife cupped her mouth in a silent scream as she shakes her head in denial and sobbed.
Noo!! Not my Aerin!!
Razmiran guards rushed down and separated them as the woman screamed loudly and Aerin put up a struggle.
Bring them both up!!
Omega boomed with an authoritative voice. His voice silencing the crowd as the guards escorted the man and his wife up the platform.
Reaching out his hands, he pulled the sobbing quivering woman to his side. His height overpowering the tiny woman. He wiped her tears away as he gazed at her through his gold faced mask as the woman looked around confusingly at what is happening.
No!! Get away from her your monster!!!
Aerin struggled as 3 guards held him in place.
Trailing her neckline, Omega suddenly shifted into a choke hold and started choking the life out of the woman. There was a loud snap as her neck broke.
Aerin punched the gold plated guards in their face as he draw the sword of the stunned guard. Lifting his weapon he charged towards the gold masked priest.
Razmiran guards rushed forward but Omega lifted his hands to stop them in their tracks. Aerin did a 3 footstep twist with a somersault bringing his sword towards Omega's chest.
At the absolute last moment, Omegae side stepped and thrust his palms upwards onto the chin of Aerin. There was a loud crack as the blow disoriented him while Omega grabbed his sword arm and thrusted another attack at his elbow joint upwards disjointed it in an awkward position before disarming him plunging the sword upwards into his ribcage piercing his lungs.
Aerin wheezed and spluttered before sliding off the gold plated armor collapsing unto the feet of Omega. Throwing the bloodstained sword on the ground, Omegae turned towards the shocked crowd in his now blood stained white silk cloak.
Do not mistaken the kindness of Razmir for leniency!! Let this be a lesson for you Tymon!! I am Omega, Wrath of God!!
As Omega stared down the furious king. Ullorth Ungin clenched his fist as veins popped out on his reddening neck flushed with blood brought on by his anger. After what feels like an eternity as the guards all tensed ready to draw their swords and defend their Lordship, Ullorth looked away and spits onto the ground.
Omega nods.
The weasel man scampers and started digging into the chest once more drawing the name of the next unfortunate soul.
You guys may continue to post if you want while waiting for all to check in. BTW Diablo, great intro but you need to make your way to the town square while they call your name.
|Diablo Rojo
Donned in his new prison, Diablo arrives in town square just in time to see the altercation.
His red eyes peer through the faceplate, entertained as Aerin and his wife are dispatched by omega gold-mask. He snickers.
"These Razmiran shure know how to put on a good pre-show entertainment! Hah!"
Azrael watches on impassively. Wrath of god is he? What god? Not mine. Perhaps one day I will get to fight him. Not yet though. My power still grows.
Riggar arrives just has Omega thrusts his sword into the woman. His fists clench and he thinks to himself, no man should have to see their loved one suffer like that! I would love the chance to make this Ramir "God" suffer like he makes others suffer. I must continue training in my teacher's way to give myself the best possible advantage possible should I get my chance.
|Ariella Moiraine
|Alicarus Vorasik, "The Mantis"
The man in the Red Mantis garb watches this all impassively, as if it it something he is used to. Death is our way, he thinks behind the alien mask, arms folded, hands resting on the hilts of his sabres. Blood to our Lord, the highest gift. Fight in its name, exacting its toll.
Alicarus looks at the man, Aerin, disdainfully behind his mask, though no one can see his expression. Strong, trained for battle, and yet a coward. Pitiful. Alic returns his gaze to the priest, Omega, on the ship, waiting for his name to be called. Of course, the ingots and cauldron were all a show, at least as far as the Mantis were concerned--after all, they had already assured that Alic would have a place in the combat.
He was merely waiting his turn.
|The Witch Queen
A commanding drow female laughs out loud and claps excitedly before getting a shrewd look in her red eyes. Looking down at the man before her, she takes back the gold she'd just given him, dropping her wager chit in his palm.
"How charming!" She thought, "This little godling has all the sublety of a child, but it's a vast improvement over what I've seen in the past week. Maybe I should get to know the gold masked one better for when this gets boring."
Ghilanna Daevon'lyr moves through the crowd giggling in excitement. When she reaches the crowd's edge nearest the man in the gilded mask, she stops expectantly, hoping he will continue.
|Breunnor Kegbreaker
Breeunnor arrives as the show ends.
Hmmm, funny thing about mortal gods, they eventually die One just needs to have patience Breunnor mutters to himself definately not loud enough for anyone up there to hear.
I will wait until the time is right
lets get on with this I got orders ta fill today
|DM Heterocephalus
The weasel looking man digs in and pulls out a gold Ingots as he held up in sunlight glimmering off it as he squint his eyes before shouting out.
Breunnor Kegbreaker, gladiator blacksmith!
After which he continues to dig up more gold Ingots and reading it out loud.
Alicarius Vorasik, gladiator!
Jhock, gladiator!
Riggar, gladiator!
Drunken Snake, gladiator!
Ghilanna, gladiator!
Azrael, Battle priest!
Garris, gladiator!
Diablo Rojo, gladiator!
The weasel looking man took out the last ingot looks at the name and hesitated for a moment before looking at Omega's deathly gaze. Licking his lips he shouts out.
Ariella Morraine, noble!
The last proclamation send a wave of chatter among the crowd.
A noble??
Alright make your way to the stage Feel free to describe the crowds reaction to your arrival etc, your emotions thoughts or any protest or family friends that you may come across on your walk up.
Golden orbs turn upward at the calling of the name Azrael. Destiny fulfilled. intones one or the priests of Gorum serving as his escort. The angelic man shakes off the hands of the priests and stands at his full height, golden armor and helm catching the sun and reflecting it in many directions as he turns to the stage. From here I walk alone. he tells his escort who only nod their acceptance and back away into the crowd.
Walking as if called by his father, Azrael quickly makes his way through the crowd. A few onlookers point and say his name, but most have never seen this new contestant. As he reaches the edge of the stage and before ascending it he removes his helm and all the crowd can see his halo; a nimbus of illumination encircling his head slightly above his hair. He is a handsome creature; many women, and even a few men, upon seeing him thinks lustful thoughts.
He takes the steps like he is walking the stairs to his home. Ignoring the weasel looking man he first bows to Omega, paying the respect due to his office and power, and then salutes his king. I, Azral, Warior Priest of Gorum, and son of this city accept this call and my duty to you and my fellow citizens. I shall fight for Tymon with all my ability and with my fellows win you a victory the bard will sing about for an eon. He then turns back to Omega and takes his place as a contestant.
Perform Oratory: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21
|The Drunken Snake
the drunken snake looks to be smiling, at least slightly more than usual (for those familiar with snake man facial expressions). He takes a deep swig of what is assuredly not water from his waterskin. In a manner that would seem clumsy to most, he rolls his barrel up to the stage.
On the way to the front he meets Jimnas and his wife, bartender and bookkeeper of the bar he most commonly frequented. "We will be sad to lose your business, but we wish you the best, Nis'sk," said the woman before Jimnas shared a parting drink with the snake. He took the drink, and nodded in a rare solemn moment before rolling the rest of the way to where the other contestants were gathering.
|Ariella Moiraine
Ariella hops nimbly down from the roof, and begins walking towards the stage. Her battle-gear, aquiline looks and grim manner make it obvious to the people in the square that she must be one of those called. As a path clears for her, she keeps her gaze locked squarely on Omega, trusting the common people to clear out of her way. Mounting the stage, she pointedly ignores the King and her father. She gives Omega a curt nod, and then turns to face the crowd. She simply stares grimly off at nothing in particular, her brow furrowed in determination.
Riggar, hearing his name stiffens slightly. Knowing that the moment of truth has come, to take all his training and put it to good use. To gain victory for his nation of Tymon, but more importantly honor for his teacher. He gives his teacher a final bow and says his final goodbyes to his fellow students he had trained with over the last few years.
He turns and walks toward the stage and takes his place amongst the other gladiators called to participate in the games along his side. He gives Omega a slight nod, but otherwise stares blankly into the space in front of him, preparing his mind and spirit for the bloody journey ahead.
|Diablo Rojo
Upon hearing the first part of his name, Diablo has already taken the first step.
He lumbers to the front in his ornate hellknight armor. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.
Stops to scare a kid. "BOO!"
Intimidate 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (1) + 19 = 20
Continues on. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.
Takes his place by Omega. Stands stoic and says nothing. Only his glowing red eyes betray his thoughts - gleeful antipication to kick some asses and take names.
|Garris aka "Dragon"
As the Dragon hears his name he pulls back the white hood and takes off his gi revealing his tattoos a few people around him gasp. It's him. DRAGON!... We are saved; the student of Grand Master Karek has been called. The man in the crowd slowly starts to chant. Dragon, Dragon, Dragon...
Garris continues making his way to the platform, sizing up the others, formulating strategies with those that have been chosen. By the time he reaches the stage the crowd has grown to a low roar with the chant of Dragon.
Garris stands at the front of the stage arms out stretched to his sides basking in the admiration of the people. People of Tymon, the time has come once again. The Immortal games will be won this year. Go home love your families and know the Dragon makes you safe. The chant changes to cheers
|Alicarus Vorasik, "The Mantis"
The Mantis walks forward, striding purposefully toward the stage, the armor softly clinking as it moves toward Omega and the other gladiators. Alic knew this was coming, had prepared for it and expected it, but he still felt his heart pounding a little faster and stronger at the thought of the impending combats and bloodshed.
"For my Master," he says with a nod to those onstage as he steps up. The Mantis takes its place and waits, still and silent, hands loosely gripping the hilts of its sabres.
The half-orc moves up towards the stage upon hearing his name, not looking the least bit suprised of his name being called, like he expected to this happen, like it was fated to happen. The crowd quiets as he moves past them, eyes wide like they are staring at death itself. He is death, death for those who defy their own fate. He gets up on stage, quiet, his large, very well kept scythe strapped to his back. "Fate comes for all...Even to the gods themselves." He says, to nobody specific.
|The Witch Queen
Ghillana watches each fighter approach the steps before moving. She appraises each carefully, giggling twice and only breaking into actual laughter when Azrael takes the stage.
Shaking her head, she saunters out from the crowd, her hips swaying sensually. She pauses, crouched beside the two bodies before looking up at Omega with a beaming smile. Rising, she continues to the stage, aimed for Ariella. Mounting the steps, she gives the young noblewoman a wink and blows her a kiss before sliding into place beside her.
|Ariella Moiraine
|DM Heterocephalus
Omega looks at the contestants disapprovingly.
Despair and know that come next spring every single one of them you see here will be dead!
Do not worry however, for you will all join them soon!
The Razmiran guards surrounded the gladiators and pushed them to indicate for them to board the flying ship.
As the gladiators walked up the stairs, a certain Tymon guard ran in and pushed a piece of note into Areilla's hand and whispered.
Read this only when you are alone.
The Razmiran guards pushed the Tymon guard aside as they flanked the gladiators.
Stepping inside the ship, it seems they entered into another world as magical devices hummed softly in the background with Razmiran guards dressed in cloth robes scrambled to pull levers, switches and draw navigation on a floating map.
The gladiators are then passed to a priest with long black flowing hair wearing a iron mask of Razmir. He wears a a long black robe revealing his broad chest. Behind him, a few more priest wearing the iron mask surrounded and then ushered them into a small room with chains and shackles attached to the wall.
After shackling the gladiators, the priest left the room and locked them behind a large solid iron door as it slams shut. Moments later, the ship started to shake and tremble as it whirled to life. It started to tilt sideways before the gladiators sense the ship is in movement as the force of the forward thrust forces the gladiator against the wall momentarily.
Alright you guys may RP a bit to get to know each other while on the way to Thronestep.
|The Witch Queen
Ghilanna glares as they bind shackles around her wrists.
"I seem to spend half my time on the surface in shackles." Looking to Azrael, she gripes, "This Razmir is supposed to be a deity. Is this the best surface deities have to offer - steel shackles?"
She clinks her chains together, testing their length to see if she has room to lay down or relax.
She continues, muttering mainly to herself, "There is supposed to be a certain artistry to these things. A delicate horror as you realize that the freedom you once thought you possessed has been stolen and you are nothing but a rat caught in a maze. Instead, I get some half-dressed Numerian reject."
Looking to Snake on her left and Alicarus on her right, she rests one heel on the wall behind her, her knee jutting out.
"I wonder how many of them died trying to get Col'Argath aboard this flying monstrosity."
|Ariella Moiraine
Ariella stays quiet for now, hoping to learn about her new companions by listening to them. She assumes the most comfortable position afforded by the shackles and tries to maintain a passive expression though waves of varying emotions sweep over her. She can't help but let her eyes wander over the drow's athletic body. Wonder if she was serious about that kiss, or if she's just a b#%%&?
|The Drunken Snake
|Diablo Rojo
Azrael tests his bonds, Strength Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 but when the ship begins to maneuver he thinks better of it, realizing that these chains might serve to hold him safe if the trip gets rough.
My god is Gorum, god of Battle, dark one. Some say Rasmir is a false god. But that is a foolish thing to say as surely all can see he holds significant power. And what is a god but power?
He takes in his new comrades, studying each in turn. Shall we fight each other? Or shall we fight others from other cities? And if the latter, will it always be one-on-one, or will there be teams? he asks no one in particular.
Riggar isn't used to being shackled or forced into a such a position. He wonders to himself if he will get the chance to put the "god-like" Razmir in such a forced position. Teach him some honor and humility.
Aye aint a big 'ol fan of da bonds, but I even a lesser fan 'o bein in the air. If Dwarf were meant to be flying creatures, aye we woulda had wings then, Riggar takes a couple deep breathes as not to vomit on anyone.
|Garris aka "Dragon"
I have watched all 20 of the games over the years. You can be assured they are always a bit different. Usually we will be a team. I have waited and trained for these games to win them as my master did before me. He received a mortal wound in these games but made sure his team one. I am here for Tymon and I offer each of you this pledge as well. Tymon will be victorious.
|The Drunken Snake
"I, too, have hoped to be chosen for the games. I seek to perfect and grow my art through combat, but have no desire to run afoul of the law or wander around in musty dungeons and tombs to do so."
|Alicarus Vorasik, "The Mantis"
"Speak not of falsity in Razmir," Alic says to the Gorumite and the drow. "It matters not if is he is a god--he is the ruler. He has power, and therefore I will not see him dead."
The Mantis doesn't bother straining against his bonds, although he prefers freedom. "We are here to fight--what more do you want? Are we not all of us gladiators--excepting the noblewoman, there."
|Ariella Moiraine
Jhock glares at the pitiful shackles, but shrugs his shoulders under his robes. He looks around at the others, examining them all, sizing them up, including any guards or priests that are left in the same room with them. The flying doesn't seem to bother the half-orc, his eyes closed as he relaxes. "The Living God, Razmir He snorts, and murmurs a prayer "All who live must face her judgment."
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Ghilanna laughs with Diablo Rojo, appreciating his nerve while overlooking the insult. "I'm going to have to see what's beneath that armor before you get your chance to try, human. I'll need to see whether yours are as big as mine before hanging them with the others."
Turning from the devil to the angel, Ghillana listens to his thoughts on the gods while snickering. As Riggar begins to speak, she intones, "The Divine Word is brought to the heathen drow..." And then in a brighter voice, "Destiny fulfilled!"
Looking around the room, she sees that everyone is now paying attention to Dragon and so sinks down to her haunches, bored. The words of the snake and the noble girl seem reasonable enough and for a fleeting moment she wonders if she might be in the company of kindred spirits.
Her sigh of disappointment after listening to the bug and the deadhead however, speaks volumes.
|Diablo Rojo
Diablo laughs some more at her quip, his low resounding chuckle harmonizing with her light feminine laugh.
He takes a gander to the others. So serious!
He looks back at the elf and studies her. She looks bored.
"Hey Elf, don't be so sad. I'm gonna win this thing so I can request you as my cell mate. Then I can show you mine if you show me yours, hehehe. And don't worry about comfort..."
With a quick snap of his neck, Diablo whips his visor upwards, revealing...
A very human visage. Red scaly skin, deep set pupil-less eyes with the infernal glow of a blood ruby and a maw full with overgrown canines.
"Once you go 'Red'...you won't need the bed."
His maw curls into a grin.
|Garris aka "Dragon"
|Ariella Moiraine
|DM Heterocephalus
The metal door clanks open interrupting the gladiators conversation as the Priest with the long black flowing hair and an iron mask stormed in with 7 more other priest in iron mask and black robe.
He carries a black scimitar as the priest each carried a wooden clubs impaled with sharp nails throughout.
Stand Infidels! My name is Lanusha Xylea, personal aide to our lord Omega the one whom has attained the 25th steps of divinity. I myself have attained the 14th step. Now for refreshment, a gift from our God the one whom attained 31 steps.
The priests surrounding the gladiators each produce a vial of milky white substance.
According to the memorandum signed by the Outlaw Council, section 14 says the Tears of Razmir will be administered to the chosen representatives of the Immortal Games. Failure to do so will result in a breach of contract, amounting to a blasphemous proportion to our Lord Razmir. The consequences of such acts warrants a punishment of death and an invasion of their home nation.
Now drink!
Loving the raunchy theme here lol ...should I name the campaign as The Immoral Games instead?
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But others who were there on Nov. 10 say the locked courtroom door was a simple matter of security and no one was either locked out of the room or assaulted.
Erskin Hill, a representative of All People for Justice, said he was in Beeville to witness a hearing for David Eugene Rentz, a William G. McConnell Unit inmate serving a 65-year prison sentence for an armed robbery conviction resulting from an incident that occurred on Jan. 8, 2001. He had been convicted of that offense in May of the following year in DeWitt County.
The Nov. 10 hearing before District Judge Ronald Yeager was for pretrial motions related to an indictment on a charge of possession of a prohibited item in a correctional facility.
According to the indictment, Rentz had a cellular phone in his possession on July 1, 2008, while serving a sentence at the McConnell Unit.
The offense was enhanced to a third degree felony, meaning Rentz could be sentenced to an additional 10 years in prison, if convicted.
In a related indictment, a county grand jury also indicted Tracy Richardson, also known as Tracy L. Isenhart, on a charge of providing a cellular phone to Rentz on July 1, 2008.
Richardson, who was apparently visiting Rentz from Colorado at the McConnell Unit when the alleged offense took place, also faces a possible 10-year prison sentence and a $10,000 fine.
Richardson has turned down a plea bargain offer and has offered an "open plea" to the court.
That means that a district judge will decide her fate at a hearing on Jan. 18, 2011, when the presiding judge will review a pre-sentencing investigation related to her case.
Hill said he and two men were in town with Rentz's mother, Helen Wilson, to offer support for Rentz. He said he had been told that state prosecutors had been trying to get Rentz to turn state's evidence against corrupt correctional officers and wardens working within the Texas Department of Criminal Justice who have been providing cellular phones to inmates.
Hill said the practice is big business within the Texas prison system because correctional officers can get anywhere from $800 to $1,000 for each cell phone they get into the state's prisons.
Hill said Rentz has a right to refuse to testify against TDCJ employees suspected of smuggling cell phones into prisons. He said Rentz has already had his life threatened in the event that he does provide information about the smuggling of cell phones.
However, Mark Edwards, a Bee County assistant district attorney working as a special prosecutor for the state, denies that there has been any attempt to get Rentz to testify against anyone.
"Not once have I ever spoken to Rentz's attorney (state's counsel) about him testifying against anyone else," Edward said Monday.
But Hill believes that was exactly what was happening when he and two members of his organization walked into Yeager's courtroom a week ago.
"I've been doing this (protecting defendants' rights) for over 25 years," Hill said. "We're not going to do anything out of line."
Hill claimed he got up, walked out of the courtroom to go to the restroom, was confronted by bailiff and courthouse security officer Bill Lazenby and was told he could not go back into the courtroom.
Hill claimed that Lazenby had locked the door to the courtroom and then said he had done so for security purposes.
Hill also said that Lazenby pushed one of his members, Brother Kenneth, and told Kenneth that it was his courtroom and he could do anything he wants.
Hill described Kenneth as the head of security for his organization.
Kenneth confirmed that Lazenby had put his hand on him and had pushed him.
Mrs. Wilson said that her son had told her that his life had been threatened over the cell phone charge.
"He was scared," Wilson said. Hill then said that Rentz's father had been killed in prison.
Wilson said her son had been held in both administrative segregation and solitary confinement at McConnell for his protection after the cell phone charge was filed.
Courthouse employees have a different version of the events on Nov. 10 and at a previous hearing regarding the charge against Richardson.
Employees in the office of District Clerk Anna Marie Silvas said Hill and others from his organization have been to the courthouse several times in recent weeks, always interested in the Rentz and Richardson cases.
Jay Brionez, an investigator for Edwards' office, said he witnessed one of the alleged assault incidents in which Lazenby was supposed to have put his hand on one of the APFJ members. He said the man actually walked into Lazenby's hand after the bailiff raised his hand to stop the man at the door to the courtroom, Brionez said there was no assault.
Brionez said each of the incidents took place during pre-trial hearings in which several prison inmates were in the courthouse. He said it is rare that anyone is ever in the courtroom during those hearings.
The investigator said Hill and the other two men kept getting up and walking in and out of the courtroom, a claim that Hill denied.
During one of the hearings, local attorney Rick Vestal, who was representing Richardson, complained that members of APFJ were talking to his client and interfering with his ability to confer with her.
Edwards said that the presiding judge in that hearing, Joel Johnson, ordered the activity to stop.
"Johnson sets the tone up there," Edwards said. It is his court.
Lazenby said he never locked the courtroom door on Nov. 10. The door was locked by a TDCJ correctional officer who was standing inside the courtroom near the door when Hill tried to re-enter the courtroom.
Hill had left the courtroom during Rentz's hearing to go to the restroom. But Lazenby told him he would have to go to the restroom downstairs because the facilities on the second floor of the building had been secured because inmates were using them.
There were 11 inmates on the second floor at the time, Lazenby explained, and each one was being kept in a different area of that floor. Nine correctional officers were there to assist Lazenby and bailiff Clifford Bagwell.
The inmates were all security risks, many of whom are serving long prison sentences. The inmates are also shackled while they are in the courthouse and are unable to defend themselves. Lazenby said the correctional officers and bailiffs have to assure their safety.
The bailiff said Hill objected to having to go to the first floor to use the restroom. Then he walked toward the small courtroom on the second floor where an inmate was being held and he was stopped by a correctional officer.
Then Hill approached a witness room where another inmate was being held and he was stopped again.
"To be honest, I was trying to avoid a confrontation," Lazenby said. He said he approached Hill and said, "Sir, you need to go back into the courtroom and sit down."
The bailiff said Hill raised his voice at that point and that prompted the correctional officer inside the courtroom door to lock it.
"Those were his orders," Lazenby said of the officer who locked the door. Any time there is a disturbance outside the courtroom, the door must be locked immediately.
"Nobody was forbidden entrance to the courtroom," Lazenby said. He added that once the commotion outside the door settled down, he (Lazenby) unlocked the door and told Hill he could re-enter the courtroom. But Hill refused.
Lazenby said Rent's initial hearing took no more than 15-20 minutes and half that time Hill was inside the courtroom.
Hill apparently left the courthouse, Lazenby said, and when he returned he opened the courtroom door and looked inside. But Hill did not go inside. He apparently turned around and left the courthouse at that time.
Hill still claimed that he was kept out of the courtroom and that Kenneth was assaulted by the bailiff. He said he plans to have assault charges filed against Lazenby.


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After all... tomorrow is another day!
The people who want it to get a kick in the ass don't want more characters we don't know injected into the mix they want to see Colleen and Santo have sex already or Colleen die or both so we can get on with things.
And yes it would absolutely ruin what they have told us so far because it would mean that this girl is not the inexperienced and sheltered and pious and innocent thing Colleen has been made out to be so far. And it would cheapen the romance of the story of this innocent girl who finds to her chagrin she just can't resist the allure of the worldy older experienced irreverent man. It would make her a phony slut pretty much and it wouldn't make any sense for Santo to care about her so much to spark decades of war against the Bradys to avenge her if she was sleeping around.
But I'm not going to argue with this any more Phoenix because I know this is a typo so it's not really worth it.
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Five minutes with Christiane Celle
Last spring, upon parting ways with the new owners of Calypso, the fashion empire she founded with a single boutique in St. Barths in 1995 and grew into a $60 million operation, Christiane Celle wasn't exactly ready for life as a Caribbean beach bum. Instead, she opened Clic, a photography and art bookstore in New York's SoHo this past October. A month later, she debuted a second location in St. Barths, and in the time since, has opened two new SoHo gallery spaces and (most recently) a location in East Hampton.
What made you decide to open Clic?
When I sold Calypso, I decided that I wanted to do something very different. My husband [Antoine Verglas] is a photographer and I've been collecting books and photographs for years so this felt natural to me.
It's a difficult time for bookstores, with even Barnes & Noble shutting some of their locations. Does this concern you?
At somewhere like Barnes & Noble, there is always a section of photography books but you get a bit lost. I thought there was a need for a small, family-owned business for just photo and art books. Some of the books I carry you can find on Amazon.com but with art books and coffee table books I think people want to touch the them and see them in person.
What book will you be bringing as a hostess gift when you visit friends this summer?
One of my favorites is called Yard Sale by Adam Bartos. It's a great book full of all the weird things you see at summer yard sales. He's a great photographer.
Running a bookstore, you probably meet some interesting people.
The other day a man came with a book he had done when Andy Warhol died. He photographed the funeral and everyone who attended and he said, "You don't have my book. You should carry it!"
How is running a bookstore more challenging than running a fashion boutique?
At Calypso, we would just put a dress in the window and then 100 women would come in for the dress.
Do these books ever inspire you to want to design clothes again?
Yes, like when I got books about Chanel and Valentino into the store. I do miss fashion. I miss the traveling. I used to go to India. I used to go to Morocco. I know right now I can't do any fashion because I have a three-year non-compete clause with Calypso but I still go shopping and get excited when I meet new designers.
Have you met any great new designers?
I just met a girl who has a wonderful line called Harvey Faircloth. I recommended her to a friend of mine, who is going to carry the collection at her store. So yes, I'm still keeping an eye out.
What's your next big project?
We have a show opening July 13 at our 255 Centre Street gallery that features prints from a book by Karla and James Murrary called Storefront: The Disappearing Face of New York. It features about 400 images of small stores in New York shot over ten years. Almost half of them have already closed. It just shows that New York needs more family owned stores like ours.


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I have a stable full of these and they are impressive trucks. I have one, my father has one, my son has one, and my daughter does as well. We are racers only, I have been nothing but pleased with these trucks. Really solid starting point for a racer. The only difference between the trucks are the cosmetics of the body, so there is no advantage to getting the monster energy edition vs. the pro comp one, etc. under the body shell they are all exactly the same. The racespec editions are definitely worth the up charge from the standard sc10, including a powerful brushless motor with esc and a hex wheel front and rear. It also has some other minor touches like a race worthy battery strap. Really easy to drive right out of the box. TON of aftermarket support to customize and tune your truck. Very easy and straight forward to work on. Very durable. Some things to note are as follows. The ball cups on the rear have a habit of popping off, especially if you race on a hard packed clay track and come down off a jump sideways. This causes the dog bone drive shaft to fling out of your truck. Make sure when you have a crash like this you check for that driveshaft on the ground somewhere nearby. The best fix for this is to convert the rear turnbuckles to captured ball ends like what is found on the sc10 4x4. The diff comes packed with black grease, a much better option is to fill the diff with silicone diff fluid, and this also allows you to tune the diff as well with different weight oils. A big weak point that should be addressed before you even drive this truck is that the rear axles use a rolled steel pin to transfer energy to the drive hub from the drive axle. Ditch these immediately and upgrade to the factory team ones, they are only a couple of dollars and I have yet to break one as they are solid steel instead of a rolled pin. I have broken the stock ones several times. Solid truck and a fantastic way to get into racing!
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Kirkwood was established as Kirkwood Technical Publications in 1973, when founder Kirk Krikorian bought a used one-color press, rented space in Burlington, MA and began printing documentation and technical manuals for a small group of software and high-tech clients. During the Boston technology boom that followed, Kirkwood added equipment, expanded to offer full-color printing and moved to larger quarters in Wilmington, MA, all to service the growing demand of these core accounts. Many printing companies in New England followed this business model. Most of those companies failed when the 70's tech boom fizzled. What allowed Kirkwood to thrive was the establishment of a culture of quality that permitted Kirkwood to pursue work beyond the technology sector. Through the eighties and nineties, Kirkwood added loyal clients in the financial services, education, medical products, consumer goods and
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He may be retired from baseball but he is clearly not retired from the dating scene. Taylor Higgins (photos below) is one of the luckiest baseball WAGs alive as Chipper Jones' girlfriend. You may know her naughty side as Lexi Ray, Playboy cam girl who has posed for nude photos on countless occasions for the academic interest of intellectual men everywhere.
As usual this new relationship was busted open by a blog specializing in the dating habits of professional athletes and ex-jocks who we are all interested in. Clearly Chipper's love life has been of interest to all sports fans who like the juicy torrid details. His first two marriages fell apart after cheating scandals with, as we can best recall, Hooters waitresses and other women coveted by men for all of the best qualities below the neck.
Biography: Lexi Ray was indeed born Taylor Higgins and currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia. According to her official Playboy profile, she is originally from San Diego. Ah yes, the sun and fun of southern California just seems appropriate for this bronzed beauty. She has a fabulous body weighing only 105 pounds and standing a peewee 5'3″ tall. Lexi's measurements are 34C-25-35.
As you can imagine Lexi Ray nude photos are in hot demand as we all want to see what Chipper sees in bed each night. Alas we are a high-quality family site so look them up yourself or follow the links below to a more blissful existence. You can see a Lexi Ray Playboy video below for your amusement, however it is just a wild Playboy house party on YouTube and therefore quite safe for work.
You can read about their relationship here. Apparently Lexi aka Taylor Higgins has decided a life in the limelight is no longer her cup of tea. Her Twitter page was recently deactivated but you can find a cached copy here. Her Facebook page was facebook.com/LexiRayTaylor but that seems to be gone as well. Alas!


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Billing with the GW Modifier
When a patient elects hospice coverage, he/she waives all right to Medicare Part B payment for professional services related to the treatment and management of he/she terminal illness during the hospice election period. However, the Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services (CMS) Internet Only Manual (IOM) Publication 100-04, Chapter 11, Section 50 states that Medicare may make payment for services not related to the terminal illness.
Physician offices can determine whether the patient is in a hospice by conversations with the patient, a representative, the hospice, or through the CMS Secure Net Access Portal (C-SNAP). It is the responsibility of the physician office to determine the relationship of the patient encounter to the terminal illness. If the reason for the encounter is related to the terminal illness, then the physician must submit claims for his/her services to the hospice for reimbursement. Medicare does not make separate payment for these claims. (There is an exception for the attending physician - please see our Attending Physician for Patients Who Elect Hospice Coverage article.)
If the reason for the encounter is not related to the terminal illness, then the physician office would append modifier GW - "service not related to the hospice patient's terminal condition" to the service. Contractors may conduct prepayment development or post payment reviews to validate the appropriate use of the modifier.
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by Cathy Chapman, Ph.D.
HOUSTON, TX--As a therapist I've heard strange things. So strange, that if I was a traditional therapist I might refer them to a psychiatrist for medication. Since I'm a therapist working from an energetic and spiritual paradigm, I look first for the unusual. In my area of expertise, sometimes the simplest answer is one unfathomable to your traditional "talk-it-out" therapist.
When clients come in talking about thoughts invading their head, or cravings for foods and drugs, or feelings of sadness, anger and depression coming out of nowhere, I start looking around them. When I say "around them," I mean in the energy field which surrounds them. I am looking for earthbound spirits who may be attached to them.
An earthbound spirit, for those who never watched the Ghost Whisperer, is the spirit of someone whose physical body has died, but the real them—the spiritual part—continues to hang around. There are a number of reasons why a spirit does not cross over when the physical body dies.
Some of the most common reasons spirits are earthbound and haven't gone into the light are:
Sudden Death
How could anyone possibly not realize they are dead?
If I were sitting with you, chatting, and suddenly keeled over dead, you would know instantly something was wrong. I however, would not. I just step out of my body. I might be confused and wonder why you were so upset, but things wouldn't seem that different to me.
This happens with sudden death. There is no time to know you are getting ready to leave your body. You just depart. The experience could be dramatic for those watching, but not necessarily for those who have left this life.
Yes, you hear reports from those who have had near death experiences, but the majority of people who clinically died don't report the tunnel and white light.
Evidently, because there are so many souls wandering this earth after their bodies die, not everyone sees the light beckoning them home … as I like to call it.
My experience with those who are unaware they no longer have bodies, has often been filled with a conversation attempting to "prove" to them they no longer possess bodies. I always keep a small mirror handy in my office. I show the being my reflection, and when they fail to see their own, they usually grasp reality.
Sometimes, if the soul has no connection to the person or place they're attached to, they will leave instantaneously. Other times I need to direct the soul to look in a particular direction where I sense the light … or someone who is waiting for them.
When the soul continues shows a reluctance to leave, I ask Spirit for someone who knows him or her to come and escort them to the light.
Many believe taking one's own life is always wrong. But, is it? My experience—which of course is limited to what I know and experience in my body—has shown me otherwise.
Suicide basically results from someone's emotional pain and suffering, or from physical pain, suffering and deterioration. As with many things in life, intent is crucial.
The earthbound souls of those who commit suicide are usually the ones who made a choice to leave due to emotional pain and suffering. They took the easy way out because they didn't want to face their failures and work through them. Many times they couldn't face their families because of something they had done—lost a business, something embarrassing become public, or some other personal shame was involved.
Then there are those who take their lives due to unbearable physical pain for which there is no hope of relief. They are frequently the elderly or terminally ill whose lives would have ended "naturally" 100 years ago before all of the advances in "modern" medicine.
Those who commit suicide due to emotional pain or lack of courage are often earthbound. The very reason that caused them to end their life is the one that keeps them anchored to the earth. The problem is that they are still in pain. They are still in need of healing. They are even more lost now than they were in the physical.
When it comes to addition, it doesn't seem to matter what keeps the soul earthbound. It could be a substance, a person, sex, or even their work. With addiction, life is focused on one "thing." When the body dies the mind is still focused on that substance.
One of the reasons drug and alcohol addicts have such a tough time kicking their addiction is because earthbound spirits, addicted in their previous lives, attach themselves to the aura of the "living" addict. They do this to experience the same high they had when they were alive. Since the spirits want to get their "high," they are encouraging the addict still in the physical to drink and to use. (By the way, often these "addicted" spirits do not know their physical body is gone.)
When treating addiction, one of the most difficult things to overcome is the craving for the substance. There is both a physical and mental craving. I believe the mental craving comes from the "addict" spirits who are attached to the one attempting to recover from their addiction. These spirits keep sending messages to their host body to continue to use drugs and to drink alcohol.
When someone passes on with deep regret in their life, they can remain earthbound. The soul finds it difficult to leave without bringing closure to something or someone in their lives.
Fear of Hell
There are those who leave their bodies and know they are dead, but are scared out of their minds about what consequences they are going to face when they do die. They know they did something terrible and don't want to move on because they are terrified of eternal damnation.
Working with earthbound spirits is fascinating. The process can also be very moving. When one of my clients has an earthbound spirit attached to him or her, the spirit also becomes a client. Freeing someone trapped in a "no-man's land" is sacred work in that the client who physically came to my office experiences tremendous freedom … and the spirits get to go home.
In my next article, I'll tell you about this past Father's Day, 2010, when I assisted in releasing a number of spirits from a place of business. There is even a photo!
If you are interested in commenting on this article, please email Cathy Chapman, PhD


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Fishing West Fork Illionis Bayon, AR on 12/8/2016 will be best from 11:49PM through 1:49AM, and from 12:24PM to 2:24PM. If those times won't work for you, 6:12AM to 8:12AM looks promising. Remember to adjust these times based on barometric pressure, and weather changes.


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The return home didn't do the Boston Celtics' offense much good, as they dropped Game 3 to the New York Knicks on Friday night, 90-76.
Even a game at the fired-up TD Garden couldn't cure the Celtics' offensive woes. They shot just 40 percent from the field and surrendered 17 turnovers. They now face a 3-0 hole going into Game 4 against the rolling Knicks.
New York's defense again was solid, and their offense continues to hit tough shots and strenuous situations.
Carmelo Anthony put up 26 points and Raymond Felton ran the offense like a well-oiled machine. Felton posted 15 points and 10 assists.
Jeff Green performed well for the Celtics, going for 21 points and nine rebounds, but his teammates were unable to get things going.
The two teams return to Boston on Sunday for Game 4, which could be the end of the Boston Celtics' season.
Let's hit the Bleacher Report classroom to see how everyone graded out in the Knicks' big Game 3 win.


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This isn't necessarily Springfield related, no its more WORLD related. SOPA is the act that is in progress that aims to be able to blacklist entire websites for having copyright materials. That means websites like YouTube could be shut down simply for someone else posting a music video or similar content. Forums like this could be shut down forever because of this bill. This bill simply takes away our freedom of speech and sadly a lot of people don't even know about it. People who already own copyrights have more than a fair share of power dealing with their materials. Those videos on youtube can be deleted, accounts can be removed.. lets not give them the power to shut entire blocks of the internet down. Let keep the power where it belongs.. with the people.
Please take the time to watch these videos below to learn more about the bill and educate yourself. After that, take the time to call or write to congress and tell them you do not support taking away our freedoms.
This isnt the first time old media wanted to destroy a new technology.
VHS: "I say to you that the VCR is to the American film producer and the American public as the Boston strangler is to the woman home alone." -Jack Valenti
This was also the case with the MP3 Player, the Theaters Film, broadcast radio and the cassette tape.


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by Anton Shilov
Lenovo Group, one of the world's largest PC makers, is in talks with NEC Corp., which wants to sell its money-losing division to an investor. Lenovo and NEC already supply personal computers to Japan under NEC brand-name, hence, the deal will hardly be completely unexpected.
NEC has until now said its mobile business is an important part of its overall operations. But after two years of losses the company is shedding assets to bolster profitability, reports Reuters news-agency.
Lenovo is known for taking over rivals in order to expand market share, therefore, the news should not be considered as a complete surprise.
NEC does not sell a lot of mobile phones; back in October the company cut sales target of NEC Mobiling to 4.3 million units per quarter from 5 million units. Moreover, the mobile business unit is losing money, based on media reports.
The acquisition of NEC's mobile phone business unit will help Lenovo to boost is smartphone market share in Asia. The latter might help the company to enter global smartphone market, something that Lenovo not only wants, but clearly needs in order to create an eco-system capable to compete against Apple's.
"Amid the rapidly changing market we are considering a number of ways to bolster the competitiveness of our mobile phone business, but nothing has been decided," NEC said in a statement through the Tokyo Stock Exchange on Friday in response to the media reports, Reuters notes.
Separately, a report recently emerged that Lenovo is boosting its chips design team to 100 engineers, who are supposed to design unique chips for Lenovo's smartphones and media tablets. With a chip development team boost and NEC's mobile unit acquisition, Lenovo may become a major player on the market of smartphones in Japan, which could be a jumping-off place to expand in Asia and then worldwide.
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With its grand scale, this handsome pillar holder adds a natural sculptural presence in a room.
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Black Walnut Cookies
|4 Ounce, melted (1 Stick)
|Granulated sugar
|1⁄2 Cup (8 tbs)
|Firmly packed brown sugar
|1⁄2 Cup (8 tbs)
|Vanilla extract
|1 Teaspoon
|2 1⁄4 Cup (36 tbs)
|Baking soda
|1⁄2 Teaspoon
|1⁄4 Teaspoon
|Chopped black walnuts
|1⁄2 Cup (8 tbs)
1. In a large bowl, beat butter, granulated sugar, and brown sugar with an electric mixer on medium speed until well blended. Beat in egg and vanilla until light and fluffy.
2. Beat in flour mixed with baking soda and salt until dough is well blended, scraping down side of bowl frequently with a rubber spatula. Fold in black walnuts.
3. Divide dough into 2 pieces. With palms of hands, roll each dough piece to make a 2-inch-thick roll. Wrap and refrigerate at least 3 hours or up to 3 days (or freeze for up to 6 months).
4. When ready to bake cookies, preheat oven to 350°F. Thinly slice dough roll crosswise to make 1/8-inch-thick cookies. Place cookies 2 inches apart on lightly greased cookie sheets. Bake 8 to 10 minutes, or until firm and very lightly browned on edges. Remove cookies to a rack and let cool completely. Store in a tightly covered container.
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Nutrition Facts
Serving size
Calories 530 Calories from Fat 208
% Daily Value*
Total Fat 24 g36.3%
Saturated Fat 10.6 g53%
Trans Fat 0 g
Cholesterol 75.9 mg25.3%
Sodium 214.8 mg8.9%
Total Carbohydrates 72 g24.1%
Dietary Fiber 2.4 g9.5%
Sugars 35.2 g
Protein 8 g15.8%
Vitamin A 10.3% Vitamin C
Calcium 3.9% Iron 15.8%
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If the line tangent to the graph of function f at the point (1,7) passes through the point (-2,-2), then f '(1) is: A)-5 B)1 C)3 D)7 E)undefined
I know that the slope of the tangent line is 3 using (y-y)/(x-x)
Also, I'm thinking that I have to use the mean value theorem but i'm not sure how to apply it to this problem
"y-y" also equals zero (0).
"x-x" also equals zero (0).
Why are you trying to do calculus if you don't remember how to calculate a slope? You have two points, simply calculate the slope and be done with it.
These are equivalent concepts:
1) Slope of the Tangent to the curve at x = c
2) Value of the derivative of the function evaluated at x = c.
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MySQL upgrade to 5.1.56
I have been trying to upgrade by hand to the latest MySQL release of 5.1.56 of the MySQL appliance but crash and burn each time. I have the 11.1 appliance that is running 5.1.41-3ubuntu12.8.
I really need to get up to 5.1.43 so that I can do partitioning on a timestamp column.
Any help appreciated.
What have you tried? Where are you getting stuck?
Jeremy Davis - Sat, 2011/04/02 - 00:38.
I just had a quick look online and assume that you are trying this using the 32-bit binary tarball from here. Is that right?
Perhaps detail the exact steps you have tried and what problems you are having (eg specific error messages etc) and I can help you troubleshoot.


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From East to West Egg, you'll look smashing in this brilliant blue tee by Out of Print. Clad with a vintage cover design stunning in its simplicity, this look proves as engrossing as its classic literary inspiration. Capture the elegance of the 1920s by donning this top with a jeweled headband and tailored blazer, or maintain your decorum by wearing it with denim jeans and a simple fedora. Each piece sold sends a book to a community in need, so add this shirt to your well-read wardrobe today!
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The only real difference is that I have a new mailing address which, unjustifiably, makes many people uncomfortable.Josh Hasten
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Awash with excitement for your return home, you've been counting down the days until your trip and spending your free moments dreaming about how you'll spend your time there. You've even picked out the perfect frock for the occasion, choosing this comely navy number as just the thing to wear to dinner the evening of your arrival. You can't help but think that its gorgeous print of wide-eyed owls interspersed with ornate trees of green and gold will capture the fancy of everyone in your family, from your little sister to your grandmother, and the simple cut, complete with spaghetti straps, an elasticized waist, and a ruffle that encircles the dress' top, is sure to score plenty of compliments when everyone is gathered around the table to eat. Paired with a charming cropped cardigan, pink tights, and suede booties, this sweet dress will make your lovely form even more of a welcomed sight from the moment you walk through the door.
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The first theatrical trailer has been released for the musical Burlesque, that features Christina Aguilera opposite some pretty heavy hitters. There's Oscar winner Cher and Oscar nominee Stanley Tucci on the veteran side and Kristen Bell and Cam Gigandet on the newbie side. Are you ready to see what happens when you mix Showgirls with Dreamgirls, and a whole lot of overacting? Check out the trailer to Burlesque…
This film doesn't look interesting to me at all. It's the same format of a small town girl moving to the big city to make it in entertainment. Bell's character is Aguilera's competition in the film, Cher's the tough as nails club owner, and Tucci is her right hand man. Gigandet appears to be a bartender who'll also serve as her love interest, that is if Eric Dane's character doesn't get to her first.
This movie could be enticing if maybe, just maybe Aguilera didn't do what she always does with that wonderful voice — go all over the place. Sitting in a theater watching her wail from left to right doesn't sound appealing. Hit a note, hold it, and then maybe you'll have something.
Burlesque hits theaters on November 24th, just in time for Thanksgiving.
What do you think of the first trailer for Burlesque?


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Chamber to host Career Day at Philip Barbour
The Barbour County Chamber of Commerce's annual Career Day at Philip Barbour High School will be March 27.
Career Day is a joint project of the Chamber and the school's Future Business Leaders of America Club.
Chamber members sponsor Philip Barbour students and faculty at a luncheon starting at 11:30 a.m. in Mrs. Shannon's cooking classroom, where students will prepare and serve a hot meal. Students and faculty members are assigned to their business sponsors according to their career interests.
This year's speaker is a very special guest from the West Virginia Department of Education. Dr. Sherri Nash, director of Career & Technical Education, will address the group about preparing high school graduates for the future labor market. Nash will be available to answer questions from the audience before meeting with Philip Barbour's student body during an afternoon presentation in the school auditorium.
Chamber members are directed to the parking area at the Barbour County Vocational School, where they are to sign in, and to not go to the main entrance of the Philip Barbour
Reservations must be made with the Chamber office and checks made out to the Future Business Leaders of America Club.


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IT-focused Israeli investment firm StageOne Ventures is eyeing up to $100m for its second fundraise, AltAssets has learned.
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