Kaatya

Jose .... Cuervo. You are a friend of mine. I like to drink you With a little salt and lime. Warning to Hudson: You try to make anything of that and yer dead meat!!!

*dances around the house in happy anticipation* Some days, it just doesn't take much to get me wound up. Kudos to the Creators for coming up with some very nice gifts for us this year. Too bad that Hudson has been so naughty, though .... sticks, no coal, for him!

Welcome back, Hadrian! I look forward to meeting you. Tis good news to hear of a Guardian returning to us. The Kaatya gals stand ready to be of whatever help we can be to you. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Please, please, please .... don't anyone tell him how to post pictures! Unfortunately, I have plans for tonight and won't be able to make the hunt. Ya'll have fun, tho!!! Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

I am sorry to hear of your departure, Kal'lason. You served the empire well during your tenure and we will miss you. I especially was glad to have endured the Codex testing, performed the Knights' quest, and received a Phalynx cloak with you. We shall carry on here in your absence, while remaining ready to welcome you home should your footsteps lead you back to us, brother. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

I wholeheartedly agree with you, Ser. Thank you so much for posting those inspiring lyrics; I feel uplifted. Just wish I knew the melody so that I could hum it to myself. The "Carry On" message, the call for perseverance, the bonds between guildmates, the awareness of the Guardian history, determination and integrity ..... what a marvelous family we have here! Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Alasse (mage bard) has a luck suit of about 600, I think. Will that be sufficent? I plan to participate in tonight's hunt, just not sure which Guardian from my family will show up. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Argh! The frustration! Rico was wracked and spasming, and my bandages had no effect. Though Rico did display a most entertaining twitch, it was quite distressing to see the life seep from him. Twould seem advanced study in the Healing arts is in order for me. My thanks to all who came and to Tasslehoff for organizing the trek to Ilshenar. I enjoyed it greatly! Happy Birthday! Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Count me in, Akroma, and very much looking forward to it. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

It is good to see you again, Nenia! Welcome to your new home, a guild of HONOR with many fantastic members. Unfortunately, with the hours I work, our paths probably won't cross until the weekend. But send me a Q whenever you're on (#42755612) and we'll kick up some dust together. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya (aka Rin'Seorsa)

*smiles to herself* Tass, we seem to be battling the same demon. I hope I did not offend you with my post --- I was just trying to let you know that I'd very much like to participate in this. It did concern me when you mentioned "blues", tho. But now that I read back over both of your posts, I do see that your intention was not for Guardians to attack the innocent. My apologies to you. What type of character would you recommend for the initial stages of PVP training? A mage? A warrior? An archer? A dang fine stealther? Ever stumbling over her words, Kaatya

I'll hunt murderers with you; I'll spar with you; I'll sit in a tavern and listen to your war stories, buying a round or two of brew. But, I believe that killing innocent "blues" is contrary to our credo, whether our characters display their PGoH colors or not. The thrill of PVP has escaped me for the many years I've been here. Heh, I spent my first several months in Sosaria dodging reds and avoiding notos. But you are right; if we are expected to venture into Felucca to fulfill quests and such, we'd best perfect our skills and tactics. I would be grateful for any teachings you can impart. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Well, I know I'm hundreds of miles away from you, but if I can be of any help, please let me know .... even if it's just for moral support or an understanding listener. You two are such neat people. I wish life would quit chunking cow patties at you. *hugs them both* Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Bishop, It has been a long, steamy summer for the sheep. To ease their discomfort, my gals have taken the time to stop and shear each fluffy sheep they encounter. Consequently, we have several hundred piles of wool stuffed into a large barrel at Sanctuary. You are welcome to use this resource to aid you in your Tailoring studies. A spinning wheel and loom are in close proximity to the barrel which can be used if you do not wish to haul the wool to your home. This method will cost your time but not your gold pieces. If you tire of the wheel, fear not. You will soon be gathering leather from thousands of creatures. Many Tailors of advanced talent assemble at Stratics and write volumes on their achievements and methods upon the message board there. I found them to be most helpful in training Ethan, our tailor, to his legendary status. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya

Guardians! Let us assemble on the morrow when the sun is at its peak at my home, Sanctuary, for the purpose of sharing information, thoughts and ideas to formulate a plan to secure the release of our Emperor and brother Rico. Sanctuary lies at the northern border of Novitus Sanctum along the shoreline of the lake. Strength and HONOR! Kaatya (That's 12 noon EST on Saturday, October 18. Time can be adjusted to accomodate the majority.)

Stumbled upon this article at MarkeeDragon, a site which I consider reliable. MarkeeDragon Home Apparently, when you change your UO account password, you now receive an E-mail from EA that contains both your account name and your new password. Folks are in a tizzy because of the lack of encryption used by E-mail from EA. Someone from OSI posted to the Stratics boards that they are looking into this and acknowledged it as a security issue. But until it is resolved, it might be a good idea for us to leave our passwords as they are.

OK. Thought I'd start this thread so that the other thread can be devoted to the actual ongoing scenario. I have copied the various comments related to this topic. Perhaps they can be removed from the "Stories", if the board administration deems it appropriate to do so. There is a nice way to ask for something, and there is a blunt way too. Last night I chose the latter. I regret doing this because the intent of my message was lost in the approach I took to deliver it. Would it have been more like me to have written "Could you please provide translations in parentheses after your foreign language entries."? Probably. But I'm not politically correct ALL the time; sometimes, I just speak my mind and hit that ENTER key. I have two gals that have been in an elf RP guild for well over a year now. I certainly am able to appreciate the flavor that language can add to character interactions. We weren't super-focused on speaking the elven tongue exclusively, but some of the guild members excelled at the language. Many were the times we'd have to ask, usually in Party, for translations ..... SO THAT WE UNDERSTOOD WHAT WAS GOING ON. Beyond a frown, a quizzical look, or an arched eyebrow, interaction is quite limited if I cannot make heads or tails out of what you are saying. The situation is reduced to one player RP'ing with himself/herself, which is fine if that is what turns you on. I shall leave you to it. Don't know where you got the idea that I expect another race to act the way I wish. I don't. But what I do expect is to be able to establish my own RP. So please don't portray one of my gals as feeling like a failure when she doesn't. Call her a failure if you like, but please don't take it upon yourself to determine her feelings unless and until she has displayed them. It is not my intention to stop anyone from posting in whatever language they wish to use, sans profanity. If you want your target audience to understand what you are saying, I would hope you would provide a translation. That much is under your control. If you expect us to seek out a translator, that much is under our control.

KAATYA: (OOC: Is all this drow language on the boards truly necessary? Having to refer to the Translator is a pain. If you are the least bit interested in actually conveying your message, I would suggest it either be done in a language WE understand or the translation provided in parentheses after your statements. In my opinion, it does not enhance RP to regurgitate words from a Translator, it only eats up the time that I can use to enjoy the game.) MORGANNA: ( OOC: Forgive me Kaatya...I was merely following the lead of your Senator...I shall not insult your time again, however do keep in mind...we have our own language...as do you, thinking that another race will act the way you wish is not realistic in rp.) KODOZ: (OOC: If asked to use drow by any ranking officer please do, but it would be very nice if you had a translation either below the main message or immediately after your Drow sentence. If this takes your time we are sorry, but the storyline is part of our roleplaying and it helps many to get into character by using their language. Thanks!)

Translation to English, as best I can determine: Yes humans you fools you have fallen into my trap. Take blame on yourselves. Discover the turmoil within and let it destroy you. You were weak the white haired one that we hold. That fool, Isabelle, and her comrade, that elf, they played right into my hands without even knowing they were being controlled. Yes and now they blame themselves for their failure. It would seem Praetorian Prefect that you failed. Our mercy will not favor you another day. (OOC: Comments moved to another thread under UO Discussions.)

Way to go, Humphries!!!

A brittle twig snaps as a soft-booted foot trods upon it, breaking the utter silence of the moonlit night. Kaatya freezes and curses under her breath. She listens intently and sweeps the surrounding area with her keen gaze for long minutes. Satisfied that she has not revealed her presence, she resumes her patrol. The desolation of the once verdant countryside offers little cover and no comfort. Kaatya is on her third lap of the outskirts of Trinsic, travelling in ever-widening circles. Nothing out of the ordinary has been sighted, not by her or her eagles. Every ne'er-do-well, every innocent, has been scrutinized. She strengthens her resolve and fights off the desperation that tugs at her already saddened heart. "Look towards the leafless trees of Trinsic, There, you shall find what you seek, in the appointed hour." The sound of his voice plays over and over in Kaatya's mind as she continues her vigil.

Alasse swatted at the wrinkled hand firmly wrapped around her elbow, tugging her along at a pace that made it difficult for her to keep her feet. "Settle down, old man. Settle down!" She gave Hudson her sternest look, but his agitation was so great, her reprimand had no effect. "You must come, you must see, you must tell me what it says." Hudson beseeched her. "Kaatya tried, but she could not make out the meaning of the words." With that, the normally gentle bard shoved Alasse until she was eye-level with a fresh parchment bearing the mark of the Senator of War. "What does it say? WHAT DOES IT SAY?" Alasse's lips moved as she silently read the words of the common tongue. Aloud, she translated for Hudson the words he could not understand, the drow language. Her mood was flippant and sarcastic as she began, but as she progressed, a great sadness overtook her and she had to fight to continue, at a whisper. Your soul is mine. A sacrifice must be offered and paid, in full. You must pay a price, a sacrifice, or suffer my wrath. You must pay your dues. Be it you or them, it must be paid. You are wasting time, human. Come to me now. Your brethren's life hangs in the balance, fool. The time has come for your choice, Guardian. My poison grows ever stronger in you, mortal. Now is the time, you have a choice, Guardian. Give yourself or those you know and love shall fall and wither. Mortal eyes were not meant to gaze on the gods. You have a choice to make, Guardian. You can aid in saving those whom you have lost, but the toll is a high one. Your spirit is protected from me. Even now 'consort, my poison works it way through your body. You must give yourself to me totally and without reserve. Your body I can seize, but your spirit is what I seek. You understand the consequences of what will happen if you do not agree, yes? Foolish mortal, I promise nothing other than to simply remove my influence and aid from the events to come. Your Guardians will have to deal with what's left of that situation themselves. I will have what I seek. I now have what I seek. Neither one moved, nor spoke. Her prized lute left Alasse's limp hand and clanked onto the cobblestones, unnoticed by either Guardian. She knew the pain would come, soon. But for now she was numb, uncomfortably numb. Her eyes stared into nothingness, her heart heavy. She slumped against the wall and slowly dissolved into a heap. The music was gone from her world.

The toxin is strengthened when metal is present. Remove all armor and weapons from the afflicted. Gather IN THIS ORDER: a pinch of Bloodspawn; twenty zoogi fungus carried only by the red solen queens; eight pieces of fresh fertile dirt; four healthy leaves from the Novitus yew tree; twelve bones of the undead. Use the bone of a daemon to grind these ingredients together upon two different scales of the dragon. Keep these ground resources in a leather bag. Do not let forged metal contaminate them. Fill this medicine bottle with water from the Ilshenar pixie pond, being sure to harm no creature nor being. Dip these dried onions four times into the water and heat it with the breath of a dragon. Pour into the bottle the ingredients from the leather bag. Swirl, do not shake, the bottle. Swathe the wound with bandages spun from virgin wool. Soak the bandages with the bottle's contents. Be certain that the healer wears no metal. The afflicted must remain immobile and mute until the antidote has been completely absorbed and the bandages are dry.

No sooner had the words left Lord Logan's mouth than Kaatya was astride her mount. With a parting look of concern toward the ailing Steel, she set her path north toward Vesper, calling back over her shoulder "It shall be done, sire!" She eschewed the wooded areas in favor of the speed afforded by the well-worn roads. Stopping only momentarily at the Britain stables for a fresh mount, she continued with all dispatch toward the peaceful area which was home to a band of wood elves including Rin'Seorsa, the mother of Alasse Re'Uth. Many times had Kaatya been welcomed here even though her heritage was only half-elven. Rin instantly sensed that things were amiss. After hearing Kaatya's report, she asked only one question. "Has his speech also been affected?" The Guardian promptly responded with "Yes, he is slurring his words." Rin rushed from Infirmary, her home, and returned minutes later with a druid of great healing talent and knowledge. "It is as I feared, Kaatya. If an antidote is not applied soon, the toxin will not bring death but will take his sight, speech, and eventually render him motionless!" "We have scribed this scroll with the resources that must be gathered and the manner in which they must be combined. Time is of the essence, Kaatya! Do not let the sun set upon your ailing Guardian lest it be the last he ever sees." The moon shone down softly upon the road as Kaatya set out for Olympus, the scroll tucked safely inside her tunic. She donned her hooded shroud and kept to the forest shadows. Ever mindful of the increased drow pestilence, she hastily forged ahead, beseeching Mars' guidance. Within a few hours, the scroll was placed before the Emperor.

Goodness gracious! I am truly flattered. Thank you for your compliments. I am most willing to help with the Treasury. But, be forewarned .... I usually tend to rearrange things several times before I am satisfied with the outcome. I would require the assistance of some large, burly citizens to do the heavy work. I would also solicit suggestions from the Guardians in this endeavor. Thank you, Kaatya