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Come to our "sleepover" at the PaxLair Campsite !! Date :February 16th, 2018 at 10pm NBT ~ Central Time (US) Location: PaxLair Castle grounds ~ Arrive at dock, go to sign post choose Boundry #1 ~ Head down hill and make hard right ~ follow road lot is on left across from Tavern Building.   Dance music by Avatars Radio DJ Prizes for best "sleepover" attire ! Be creative and ready to show off your style!   Gather round the campfire......     The persons judged with with the best campfire stories will win prizes!! All stories should come in book form which we will want a copy of at the time to store for historic purposes. Please make sure your name is on them!   For further information please contact @Sean Silverfoot ~ PaxLair Town Manager

Torin Silverfoot - Adoris- Sequanna Square - Cousin of Sean Silverfoot - Reagent Hunter NPC background (optional): Wanted to leave PaxLair and travel the world to be free to do as he pleased.
Area: Ardoris (Ardoris) Loc: (43.3, 53.0, -108.6)
Ethan Silverfoot -  Estgard - Town Center  - Cousin of Sean Silverfoot - Knight of Norgard, guard in Estgard
NPC background (optional): Travelled from the hamlet of Tenakill to follow Courage. A virtue he's heard of from tales told in Tenakill. His dream of being a Knight of Norgard is now realized and Estgard is know his home
Area: Estgard (Novia_R10_City_Estgard/Brekken Bay) Loc: (65.2, 38.0, 144.2)
 
Sean Archer -  Kiln - Campgrounds - distant relative of the Silverfoots
NPC background: Is searching the world, looking to free jhis inner avatar.

Sean's Speech at the SOTA event for PaxLair's 20th Anniversary:
 
It started with my journey from a small vale outside Yew called Tenakill, home of TFS, The Fellowship, traveling down the main road from Yew to Britain. My intent was to attend a gathering at a place called Luigi's Pizzeria in a town called PaxLair. I enjoyed an evening of readings and song and helped defend when a raid of bandits, killers known for their red status happened.
That single journey started the me on a long road of adventure and commadrie with the citizens of PaxLair. I watched as this city developed into a place where orcs, red hued killers and regular citizens came to gather and unite, care for each other, extend helping hands. I watched as the events of PaxLair drew many people and gave  them a unique perspective of what the world of Sosaria could be.
Since those early days I've spent the last 2 decades enjoying this experience becoming so close with some it was impossible to not let them be part of my life on Earth, the so called real world, which has it's own versions of Reds, Demons & Satyrs. Winfield, Winmere, Phoenix, Nanoc and others became family. They've been with me trhough my childrens graduations, weddings and the birth of my grandchildren. 
They have supported me with the sickness of my greatest love, my wife and thru my own battles. We have cried together with the passing of very close friends especially Ozog (Mike) who's work developing the goblins of Pitmuck inspired us all to see how we could really change roles and enjoy our aethral worlds more.
 Some worlds don't last they fade with time, it's amazing that Sosaria itself has broken thru and endured so long. Winfield, in his wisdom, searched for a world where we could continue that journey knowing ti would always be possible for the old world to fade. And he found New Britannia, a place being developed by the same folks who founded Sosaria! And it was here we settled on the mouth of the Briasch River and started to rebuild PaxLair for our brothers and sisters to follow, eventually, if Sosaria ever faded.
There are those who nay say aethreal friends not treating them with the same respect and civility they would others they meet in person. My experience with PaxLair has taught me differently. I have met a lot of this folks and they have become just as important as my own family. I respect them, I learn from them I honor our friendship and I love them all. They have given me great joy over decades. What more could one ask of true friends, no matter the realm.
Pax et Fortitudo, Pax et Veritas, Pax et Amor....may the Light continue to shine on PaxLair.
~ Sean 

Winfield's Speech in SOTA:
 
PaxLair SotA Speech today:

It is SO GREAT to see so many friends here today!
I have a short speech for everyone. I hope you have a moment to listen.

Hail everyone! I am Winfield, the Governor of PaxLair.
I'm an old man and fisherman.

I'd like to tell you a little about PaxLair of old and new.

20 years ago today, a guild called The Band found an open meadow on Chesapeake in Ultima Online.
This Old Britannian Guild members built houses as the land was plentiful; first a Saloon and a Forge.
In this New Britannia here, it is a bit like we've done over the past few years ... settlers first.

In Old Britannia, many friends and enemies heard about our little encampment; they came to live there or kill us.
It was a ruthless time in our history. One that needed strength and diplomacy so early in that Realm.
The little meadow became a quick hot-spot of activity with more than 300 people, so it needed a name.
Thelorn, The Band Leader named it "PaxLair" for "Peace Place".
PaxLair quickly became known as a place to expect an open hand and a place to rest
as long as one came in peace.

Notice that PaxLair is not a guild, and never has been. We maintained The Band guild, even as we started a town.
PaxLair is a town, later a Statehood of towns, and always a community of people 
from many guilds, alliances, and individuals who come to PaxLair.

Our success with PaxLair in Old Britannia drew the interest of the leader of our realm.
Lord British himself visited our Mage tower in 1998 and honored us with a plaque above the Mage tower door.
It is still there today as a reminder of what we can achieve together.

Over the years, we grew to connect with additional towns in UO and PaxLair became a Statehood.
Key cities of the Statehood and the Alliance are PaxLair City, Dragons Watch, Port Baldmor, 
Nidaros, PaxLane, PaxOku, Pitmuck, Gyldenfeld, Aryslan, and Casandreal. 
Not all cities have survived to this day yet their history lives on within us.

20 years is a long time to keep anything going and it is not the result of one or two people.
It is the result of starting and continuing an idea that works. 
In this case, for people to fully participate in a community that fosters and inspires 
respect, camaraderie, compassion, fun, and a sense of worthiness.
PaxLair people are true friends inside and outside the Realm
and a shining example of how people can work and play together with trust and dignity.

Outside this realm our friendship and dedication to each other is very strong.
We rejoice when someone achieves and care when someone is in need.

We also grieve together when the unthinkable happens, and it does happen.
Two years ago we lost our wonderful friend Ozog Giantfart. We still miss him today.
Yet Pitmuck lives on strongly without him. Why? 
Because Ozog inspired people to be silly, have fun, relax, and care for each other.
The Pitmuck Effect touches us all. We thank Ozog for helping create the Pitmuck Effect.
To Ozog!!

Also close to home, we recently had another event ... one much more joyous.
We rejoice that NANOC and Phoenix were legally married outside the Realm 
by His Majesty Lord British himself at the UO 20th Anniversary event.
Many of us witnessed that historic day and ceremony realizing that we are not just friends...
We are all family.
This perhaps is the PaxLair Effect that all of us enjoy and feel,
that we support, share, and encourage each other every day without question.
To NANOC, Phoenix, and our enduring family!

Our lives here continue on past this 20 year mark with strength and spirit.
PaxLair in Old Britannia continues to adventure, meet new people, and remain the basis of PaxLair.

PaxLair in New Britannia is emerging along a new path as well.
We entered New Britannia via a small town called Valemark several years ago. Many of you remember those days.
Now, we have a large town here and several other towns connected to make up PaxLair in total.
Thus again, PaxLair is not a guild, we are a community of towns, people, guilds.
We reside in this area near the quiet Brisach River.

I can assure you we bring many of our values from Old Britannia with us to New Britannia.
Peace, Neutrality, Roleplaying are our tenants with Respect as our number one rule.
We celebrate 20 years of these values and I thank you all for joining us today.

May the Fish be with Us, and Dragonspeed to Us All!
*bows*

Winfield's speech in UO at the 20th Anniversary Dinner Jan 19, 2018
 
It is SO GREAT to see so many friends here today!
In fact, some of you have I have not seen for a few years, not by your absence,
but typically by mine.
So we perhaps have some catching up to do tonight! I certainly hope we can!

Now I have a speech for everyone. I hope you have a moment to listen.

Hail everyone! I am Winfield, the Governor of PaxLair.
I'm an old man.

Today is an historic day. Well every day here makes new history, yet today is something special.
PaxLair had a beginning ... yet it seems it has no end!! Huzzah!

20 years ago today, a guild called The Band found this open meadow where we stand today.
Guild members built houses here as the land was plentiful; first the Saloon and a Forge - what else!?
Many friends and enemies heard about our little encampment; they came to live here or kill us.
It was a ruthless time in our history. One that needed strength and diplomacy so early in this Realm.
This little meadow became a quick hot-spot of activity with more than 300 people, so it needed a name.
Thelorn, The Band Leader named it "PaxLair" for "Peace Place".
PaxLair quickly became known as a place to expect an open hand and a place to rest
as long as one came in peace.

Our success with PaxLair drew the interest of the leader of our realm.
Lord British himself visited our Mage tower in 1998 and honored us with a plaque above the Mage tower door.
It is still there today as a reminder of what we can achieve together.

Over the years, we grew to connect with additional towns and PaxLair became a Statehood.
Key cities of the Statehood and the Alliance are PaxLair City, Dragons Watch, Port Baldmor, 
Nidaros, PaxLane, PaxOku, Pitmuck, Gyldenfeld, Aryslan, and Casandreal. 
Not all cities have survived to this day yet their history lives on within us.

There are two boxes near the statue atop the Necromancer tower here.
Look in there and see many pumpkins with names of old friends, allies, and companions.
Those pumpkins are a reminder that our PaxLair touched many people and their lives.

20 years is a long time to keep anything going and it is not the result of one or two people.
It is the result of starting and continuing an idea that works. 
In this case, for people to fully participate in a community that fosters and inspires 
respect, camaraderie, compassion, fun, and a sense of worthiness.
PaxLair people are true friends inside and outside the Realm
and a shining example of how people can work and play together with trust and dignity.

Even now, as people of Old Chesapeake return to this shard or we find new guilds looking for adventure,
we bring them into our Alliance with trust and friendship.
Each day here in Britannia we see our friends, old and new, enjoying a dungeon run or a simple game.

Outside this realm our friendship and dedication to each other is very strong.
We rejoice when someone achieves and care when someone is in need.

We also grieve together when the unthinkable happens, and it does happen.
Two years ago we lost our wonderful friend Ozog Giantfart. We still miss him today.
Yet Pitmuck lives on strongly without him. Why? 
Because Ozog inspired people to be silly, have fun, relax, and care for each other.
The Pitmuck Effect touches us all. We thank Ozog for helping create the Pitmuck Effect.
To Ozog!!

Also close to home, we recently had another event ... one much more joyous.
We rejoice that NANOC and Phoenix were legally married outside the Realm 
by His Majesty Lord British himself at the UO 20th Anniversary event.
Many of us witnessed that historic day and ceremony realizing that we are not just friends...
We are all family.
This perhaps is the PaxLair Effect that all of us enjoy and feel,
that we support, share, and encourage each other every day without question.
To NANOC, Phoenix, and our enduring family!

Our lives here continue on past this 20 year mark with strength and spirit.
As we continue our towns, guilds, and alliance, we make new history and enjoy more of life.
As we find more people returning to this Realm, we embrace them and show them opportunities.
As we explore more avenues to adventure, we stay connected to this Realm and all people here.
As our PaxLair grows in many ways, we remember our early days and why we endure year after year.

My friends, my companions, my family...
I am so grateful to be with you all these years and look forward to many more.

May the Fish be with Us, and Dragonspeed to Us All!
*bows*

PaxLair 20th Anniversary details for Ultima Online & Shroud Of The Avatar


The 20th Anniversary is almost upon us! This is two decades - quite a run.
Soon enough we'll be able to express it in generation.

This Anniversary will run from Jan 15th thru Jan 19th (actual anniversary date) and on Jan 20th in SOTA

All events will start by gathering at Tea House in PaxOku, Chesapeake, Ultima Online

January 15th Monday
8:00 PM - PaxLair Anniversary kickoff speech by Governor Winfield @ PaxLair Mage Tower. (Teleport tile from PaxOku Tea House)
9:00 PMish - Corgul Run/s - NANOC, Dragons Watch

January 16th Tuesday
8:30PM - Ashlynn[PaxR]
9:30PM - Ice House Race - Violet Darkthorn[Cah], Nidaros

January 17th Wednesday
7:00PM - Ice House Race - Violet Darkthorn[Cah], Nidaros
9:00PM - Let's Make A Deal - Violet Darkthorn[Cah], Nidaros

January 18th Thursday
8:00PM - Sleeping Dragon Spawn Run - Pameleigha[CAT], Casandreal
9:00PM - Chutes & Ladders - Phoenix[DWxC], Dragons Watch

January 19th Friday
8:00 PM - PaxLair Anniversary Black Tie Dinner.@ PaxLair Mage Tower. (Teleport tile from PaxOku Tea House)

https://zoom.us/j/3995307038 - this is NBNN’s ZOOM service – you can test anytime, even screen sharing.


This may again be edited for any new events when added.


January 20th Saturday in SOTA

10 AM CT/NBT at the PaxLair Tavern

Informal dance party ~ Words from some folks ~ Music by Avatars Radio's @Amber Raine ~ Streaming by @Lazarus Long ~ Church Service to follow

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Any questions or comments please get in touch with me @Sean Silverfoot 
 

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Slash Commands
A list of chat / commands (also known as “slash commands”) and their functionality follows. To use a chat command, type in the command followed by any input required (denoted in the below list by a pair of <>) and the ENTER key to execute it. Note that some of these commands are for testing purposes and may be removed in the future.
 
/leave: leaves your active party.
/friend <playername>: add player to friend list.
/unfriend <playername>: remove player from friend list.
/block <playername>: add player to blocked list.
/unblock <playername>: remove player from blocked list.
/w <playername>, <text>: send a private message to a player.
/r <text>: reply to the last private whisper you received.
/p <text>: switch to party chat text entry mode.
/l <text>: switch to local chat text entry mode.
/orb <text>: switch to noble’s chat channel. (With appropriate backer reward item)
/n <text>: switch to noble’s chat channel. (With appropriate backer reward item)
/loc: print the player location in world coordinates.
/loctrack: toggles location coordinates on the screen. (Great for bug report screenshots.)
/bug <text>: copy a bug small bug report to the clipboard.
/stuck: reset the Avatar’s position
/follow: follow the targeted Avatar
/AFK: Enter AFK mode.
/<emote>: the emotes from the emote list may be entered as a chat command. 
Emotes can also be triggered by typing %emote% as part of a sentence. “Look! Behind you! %point%”
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/visible: hides the Avatar model from view. (Useful for screenshots.)
/leaveguild: Leaves the current guild
/reportplayer <playername>, <text>: report inappropriate behavior, abuse, or harassment.
/reportcontent: File a report on inappropriate player content, bugs, etc...
/assist: Targets your current target’s target.
/assist <NAME>: Target's <Name> target.
/who: Displays a list of nearby Avatars. Avatars not in your party or guild will appear as “?” until you get close enough to confirm their identity. This command does not work in PvP scenes.
/z <text>: switch to scene chat.
 

Story 1: the-exodus-by-themo-lock-narrated-by-asclepius/   Story 2: occupation-by-themo-lock-narrated-by-asclepius/

*as the brown haired man dismounts his steed his eyes scan his surroundings and he sighs wistfully* Hail old friends, it is good to see you all well. Much time has past, many things have changed and yet here still remains the best community of all time, the great and wonderful PaxLair. I must admit, I deeply miss you all. I do hope there remain paladins teaching Truth, Love, and Courage through both their words AND actions. *Elijah sighs deeply as he mounts his steed once more and with a heavy heart he continues* My mind oft goes back and thinks of you all. While I cannot ever return to the realm, I do my best to try to look in from time to time when the powers that be grant me thus. *He raises a hand as his eyes begin to water* Farewell my friends. Go with the Virtues! *He rides off, slowly at first wanting to look back. After a brief pause he bends down, speaks to his steed and a moment later he is carried away with great speed into the distance*

Hello Se'an,
I finally registered here. "Rielle Peddler" is living in her Wizard's Tower in the southwest of PaxLair building Stone Circles to jump on from the balcony. Wanna try?
Intended use could be "Deep Forest Survey".

Greetings Citizens of Paxlair!
We will be running a raffle competition between August 29th and September 4th, the winner will receive a Water.org Cloak.
The competition is limited to Paxlair community members only.

To enter, simply gather Pine Wood, Maple Wood, Or Wood Scraps (or a combination of these materials) over the next week and hand them to
Cambria Stormlin at 13:30 UTC on September 4th at the castle lot in Paxlair (during the Sunday Paxlair Meeting)
The winner will be selected by random, but the more wood you donate, the more chance you have to win:
1 Wood = 1 Chance to win
5 Wood Scrap = 2 Chances to win
(Wood scrap will be rounded down to the nearest number divisible by 5)
Donated materials will be used to decorate the PaxLair Castle Basement, which will benefit the community as a whole.

Boris awoke to an empty tavern.  As his vision cleared he found a plate of food and drink had been left for him,  a blanket thrown over him and the fireplace had been left burning.  He slowly got up and realized there were no visible injuries so he ate the food left for him which though cold was just what his ravenous appetite needed.  The ale or what seemed like ale tasted horrible yet he was thirsty and drank it quickly.  He also located his backpack and upon opening it saw that fresh provisions consisting of fruits, dry cooked meat, a knife and a bottle of what he assumed was more ale had been placed there.  He also noticed a small piece of parchment with some handwriting which he took over to the fireplace in order to read it and it said:"We do not know who you are or how you stumbled into our private event last night yet inspected you and found you had no life threatening injuries so we have left you to recuperate in the warmth of the inn and have prepared provisions for you as we assume that you must be passing through.  We wish you safe travels in your future endeavors".  Boris smiled to himself as he could envision the image of a salt-water drenched man falling into an inn and dropping unconcious in the middle of a private event was not what these folks expected nor wanted therefore he knew his first impression would not warrant any further hospitality here at this town.  He found a quill and some ink near the bar and wrote slowly a reply of gratitude;  "I apologize for interrupting your event last night and appreciate the meal, provisions and warm fire that kept me alive.  For this you will have my eternal gratitude as I was thrust into this world and this town by fate.  Mayhaps one day in the future I may return to repay you yet there is a purpose to my visit here in this unknown land that I must complete.  Fair winds and Following Seas to all.  Boris Mondragon.
 
OOC; Time to move on to leave my mark on this new land and soon form a pirate guild.  Thanks for the hospitality.

There was a loud knock on the door and the two guards who entered approached Boris who had been waiting for the sun to set.  "Captain Mondragon, please come with us as Lady Laura awaits by the beach".  It had been a short walk from the village shack were Boris was resting to a large crop of brush that hid an entrance to a cave where all three men entered and from which they exited into a secluded beach area.  The area was quite large and several small huts were visible along with plenty of activity.  One thing that caught Boris' eye was a small ship that was docked there well camouflaged from eyesight.  There was also a large hut were Boris was being led and yet this place looked somewhat familiar as if from a distant time that Boris could not piece together.  He knocked on the door of the large hut and the voice of a woman called from within with soft words "Lord Mondragon come in and welcome back home".  Those words "welcome back home" did confuse him a bit as he studied the layout of the hut.  It was simple and a large cauldron with sticks and a large skull was in the back of the hut.  Next to it were two straw mats where Laura sat and motioned Boris to sit in front of her.  There were four braziers that were lit and on which Laura sprinkled some herbs that she produced from a small pouch.  The smell of these burning herbs was peculiar yet familiar as well and the hut was filled with this fragrance that Boris found intoxicating yet producing a feeling of euphoria.
Laura saw the look on his face and smiled at Boris uttering a few initial words to set him at ease: "Lord Mondragon do not fear the sensations produced by the sacred plant.  We used this at your birth in this same hut 30 years ago today to allow your mother ease in childbirth.  Today you will know many things about your present and future and what the great spirit has prepared for you".Laura produced another pouch with cowry shells she used for divination and approached the cauldron to speak a few words of incantation as part of the preparations.  As both Boris and Laura faced each other sitting in the straw mats, she gathered the shells in her cupped hands and placed them on Boris' forehead speaking out loud "May the blessings of the great spirit, our forefathers and the sea goddess bless us with clarity and give us the insight to understand the messages".  She dropped the cowry shells several times and noticed the number that had the open end in the up position taking notes on the number combinations then she moved them to the side and began to speak:
"Lord Mondragon, your fate is confirmed now as it was set when I read these shells to your mother on the day of your birth.  It was the reason she had you taken to the great city and that orphanage for you to be safe from danger and to learn skills that now make you able to set things right as we are all facing a grave danger that you and others like you must destroy in a far away land or it will consume us all slowly.  You see that cauldron to our right? this is great older magic of which few are allowed to learn and use and it chooses who will wield it.  Your father Camilo Mondragon was one of those chosen to battle this evil and unfortunately from what my shells tell me he is held captive by one whose name I do not know yet that evil being has taken the magic to animate the dead for his wishes and for his goal of ultimate domination using those departed to do his bidding. You must stop this being from succeeding and hopefully bring your father out of there alive.  You must learn to use more than just your wits and blades to prepare for this mission and it is the elements of Earth, Wind and Fire that will help you succeed.  You must also learn to move along the shadows as that evil being knows of you and our plans, fortunately he cannot reach us here.  Your mother Alana has sacrificed in many ways from your childbirth as she made a pact with the Sea Goddess and the Great Spirit in order to keep us safe here and to ensure you could make it back here this day to learn your future.  She will appear to you tonight and give you her blessing and that of the Sea Goddess.  I will expect your return in the future so you can instruct me on locking the magic so we may never have another one like the evil one use it again.  Take these herbs with you as these may save you and many others you will meet if used at the right moments with this coconut paste.  Simmer both together and either ingest them or place them as a salve to any serious injuries.  May the great spirit guide you always Boris".  Laura stood and helped Boris to his feet guiding him to the beach as nightfall had falled completely yet the moonlight cast a luminous eerieness there.
Boris tried to remember all that was told to him by Laura yet felt himself still engulfed by the euphoria of the herbs and slowly focused on the ripple in the sea not more than 10 feet from shore.  That is when he saw her coming towards him.  Alana was a beautiful woman with solid white hair, caramel skin and large green eyes yet the one thing that stood out was the warm smile on her face as she approached him and held her hands out to him.  "Son, I am sure you know your heritage now and what the great spirit has in store for you.  I can only remain in this form for a few hours before I must change again to the form that allows me to keep this island safe from Pirates and other beings that would have destroyed us all shortly after your birth".  Come with me into the sea so I may bless you in front of the Sea Goddess".  As both Boris and Alana stepped into waist deep water they were joined by several female creatures that the pirates had called "Sirenes"  who sprinkled water upon Boris chanting words in an unknown language.  Boris thought this was all a dream until Alana laughingly shooed the playful Sirenes away.  She looked at Boris again and spoke once more: "Son you have my blessings and the blessing of the Sea Goddess as she has sent these young "Ladies" on her behalf.  They will guide you to the vortex tomorrow night for you to enter the realm where you fate guides you. I will await your return and hopefully that of your father as well."  There was a final hug and just like she appeared Alana dove under the water to re-emerge as a silver dragon circling Boris twice before disappearing into the night.

I just had a thought and because I am not sure about what recipes will still be in my book after final wipe.
I figured I better write them down.
 

It took over a month to arrive at Buc's Den after a stopover in Skara Brae where Boris had his ship renamed to what was now called "The Dragon" and painted all black as well as its sails.  The crew had also had new uniforms in black leather with the silver dragon outline sown on the chest piece.  They had also undergone intensive training in archery to add a new dimension to ship warfare and all was going along with the plan to make this ship a fast moving lethal fortress.  The ship arrived at nightfall in Buc's den and only two ships were visible in the harbor at the time of arrival, A quick glance through the spyglass revealed neither ship was ready for battle nor would pose much of a problem yet a small welcoming committee approached the "Dragon" on a small rowboat asking to see the Captain immediately.  A very fat and scruffy individual was allowed to board the ship and talk to Boris and he introduced himself as Treasurer Smythe, assistant to Lord Savarth who was the self-proclaimed ruler of Buc's Den.  With a smile on his face this scruffy so called "Treasurer" asked Boris to pay 1000 gold pieces to allow his ship to dock.  Laughter erupted from Carlos Bane the first officer of the "Dragon" as Boris looked at the "Treasurer" with amusement.  Boris clapped his hands at which point twenty of his crew pointed bows at the "Treasurer and his small entourage.  He then had that annoying group strip naked and get back aboard their small rowboat with a message for Lord Savarth to leave the island before sunrise and leave all belongings and gold behind.
Boris knew there would be resistance and the battle did not last long as many men ran towards the two moored ships in the harbor yet it was to no avail as the "Dragon" was already in position by the time the two ships raised their anchors and the first one took direct cannon fire rendering it useless.  Boris allowed the other one to leave guessing Lord Savarth and his retinue would be on it.  He allowed that second ship to pass near the "Dragon" before ordering his men to light arrows and spray their sails with them.  That ship would not go anywhere very fast which had also been calculated to allow Boris and his crew to dock and install themselves as the new rulers of Buc's Den.  His plan was to take whatever gold was there and distribute it amongst the island residents.  Boris sensed something else was in the plans as he felt that whisper in the wind call to him "Prepare quickly as we move on to Isle of Fire"  In two days the "Dragon was re-stocked with provisions and the crew had been allowed to entertain themselves in the local tavern.  Boris noticed that Feluccan moon full and knew it was time to set sail.
It was on the second day of the full moon that Boris had the dream of what was to happen on Isle of FIre and though vague in nature he knew there was a woman he would seek there named Laura who would give him further advice.  The seas had been relatively calm and the travel to Fire Island had been uneventful.  They had docked and saw a small village where a woman approached them. She looked at him and spoke softly: "Captain Mondragon, I saw you in my dreams and must speak to you at nightfall by the beach.  It will be then that your future will be told".
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The Briasch Maple Forest, Part of Grunvald is just up river from Lockbrier. Have to cross the bridge from PaxLair to Lockbrier, then turn sout following the river to the entry point.
This is a 4 skull area. Large Timber wolves, brown spiders, large brown spiders, humanoid fighters. Maple trees are plentiful

R17 static layout
 

R17  dev view of PaxLair  as of April 10, 2015

Boris Mondragon grew up in the main Orphanage in Britain, a town in a far away land called Brittania.  In his earliest recollection from his childhood he remembered learning carpentry and tailoring as the orphanage trained all their children to prepare for their sixteenth birthday when they would go out into the world.  The orphanage allowed those over age 12 to help the City in different manners and Boris took the opportunity to help in the docks repairing sails and decks of various ships.  It was a small sleek ship called a sloop that caught Boris' attention and where he spent several years working as a volunteer.  He gathered much knowledge of ships and the crew taught him of the ways of sailors which helped Boris in obtaining a scholarship to the Brittain Shipping academy.  At age sixteen he entered the academy and spent the next two years learning all sciences required to become an officer.  Boris was a serious student who earned many accolades from the staff at the academy and also much envy from the other academy candidates.  This is where his problems began as his fellow candidates who for the most part came from rich families with known pedigrees could not fathom an orphan who was the top candidate in academics, leadership and swordfighting.  It did not help either than Boris caught the eye of the Commanding Officer's daughter named Erica who took every opportunity to visit the academy and start conversations with him. It was on graduation day that the scandal erupted and Boris was not allowed to graduate for "integrity issues" as the Commanding Officer assumed that unallowed fraternization had occured between Boris and a his daughter.  Boris was escorted out of the academy in the middle of laughs and jeers from his fellow candidates and thrown out in the middle of Britain.  He looked at that academy vowing they would pay for their wrongdoing and the dark label placed on the orphanage he came from.  Boris was fortunate to land a job as crewmember on that sleek sloop called the "Phantom" he first fell in love with and worked on prior to the academy and this is where the adventure begins.
 

On OCCASION!!!  Humph!
I got an OCCASION for you! 
IT'S 5 O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE!!!! 

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On OCCASION!!!  Humph!
I got an OCCASION for you! 
IT'S 5 O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE!!!! 

Spending a lot of time gathering materials to construct walls and learning new recipes.  Made a couple of new gate sections and a wall section with a tower.
I have lot sites available and can place plots anywhere.