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Message no. 1
From: vocenoctum@****.com vocenoctum@****.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2000 19:55:22 -0400
On Fri, 15 Sep 2000 17:14:50 +1000 "Simon and Fiona"
<sfuller@******.com.au> writes:
> >Hell, yes. But speaking of Cyberpirates, that raises
> >the question - who's Orange Queen? Hestaby? Definitely
> >a dragon, almost certainly a great.
> Just in case it isn't obvious, Orange Queen probably refers to some
> counter-faction in Tir NanOg (Unseelie?)
>

she's a dragon, maybe Hestaby, though that's based more on the idea that
she's the onoyl confirmed female dragon that's important :-) (and, not
accounted for)


> >Btw, there's also BrightLight, who's only mentioned,
> >not seen. I've heard it voiced that he could be
> >Leonardo. Personally, I strongly doubt that, for the
> >same reason I don't think Hecate and Aina are the same
> >person - personality. Leonardo is a megalomaniac,
> >although in a "good" way. He seems to see himself and
> >his work as above anything/anyone else (classic mad
> >scientist). That definitely doesn't jibe with a) him
> >working for Dunkelzahn, and b) the way everyone talks
> >about him.
> >
>
>
> Again, I have nothing to back it up, but Brightlight seems to be a
> religious
> figure, maybe a powerful free spirit in the form of an angel or
> something.
> Then again, can you imagine dragons and elves casually talking about
> what
> their old friend Jesus is doing right now?

Or, teh megolmaniacal elf Leonardo.
"Please say he's really dead now"

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Message no. 2
From: .stefan stefan@*****.org
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2000 03:42:18 +0200
>Or, teh megolmaniacal elf Leonardo.
>"Please say he's really dead now"

i think he survived good ol' lofwyrs breath. so he should still be kickin'
it at an undisclosed location.

.stefan


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Message no. 3
From: vocenoctum@****.com vocenoctum@****.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2000 22:53:45 -0400
On Sat, 16 Sep 2000 03:42:18 +0200 ".stefan" <stefan@*****.org> writes:
>
> >Or, teh megolmaniacal elf Leonardo.
> >"Please say he's really dead now"
>
> i think he survived good ol' lofwyrs breath. so he should still be
> kickin'
> it at an undisclosed location.

Yeah, Steve Kenson said he was to leave it open.
Either way though, he should be in Lofwyr's custody, dead or alive.

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Message no. 4
From: vocenoctum@****.com vocenoctum@****.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2000 20:21:29 -0400
On Sun, 17 Sep 2000 22:21:14 -0700 (PDT) Rand
Ratinac?<docwagon101@*****.com> writes:
> Point two - no, Brightlight isn't Leonardo. The
> personalities are all wrong. Sorry, but that's the way
> it is. :)
>

"Why do elves have pointed ears?"
"there has to be some point to elves"

I don't see how the personalities differ, especially given the lack of
any concrete info on Brightlight. The religious conatations (yeah, throw
your dictionary at THAT!) are there. The ego was there. The mention of
the Italian cities like someone else mentioned...


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Message no. 5
From: Nexx nexx@********.net
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2000 20:24:27 -0500
----- Original Message -----
From: <vocenoctum@****.com>
>
> "Why do elves have pointed ears?"
> "there has to be some point to elves"

LOL! That's hilarious!
Message no. 6
From: vocenoctum@****.com vocenoctum@****.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2000 22:40:55 -0400
On Mon, 18 Sep 2000 20:24:27 -0500 "Nexx" <nexx@********.net> writes:
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: <vocenoctum@****.com>
> >
> > "Why do elves have pointed ears?"
> > "there has to be some point to elves"
>
> LOL! That's hilarious!
>
>
>

It's actually from a D&D/Ravenloft adventure of all things :-)


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Message no. 7
From: Mister Incognito misterincognito@*******.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2000 11:38:32 GMT
>Nah, to my knowledge he is only her tutor and from what i gather she
>doesn't even know that Ehran is her father. From what i gather that is
>keept a secret from her god knows why but it is. Perhaps it's vengance >for
>the ear incident.

It's secret for a number of reasons. First. Harley though that Ehran didn't
know he was Jane Fosters dad. In this way he was helping to teach a new
immortal and it was a big secret joke/fuck you to Ehran as his arch rival is
teaching his daughter *his* way of doing stuff. Ehran does know but leaves
it alone for reasons explained below in another short story from Tom Dowd.
It's mainly about Dunk's death but touches on Frosty. The main reasons were
so that she could be her own person and not turn out a spoilt little
rich/immortal kid like Glasgian- son of a prince of TT. Comes up in the
novel 'Never Trust an Elf' IIRC.


Post Mortem
by Tom Dowd

They sit for a few minutes in uneasy silence. Around them the lives of those
who’d chosen to visit the park this day unfold, all but oblivious to the two
on the bench. Any other reaction would be a shock to both as neither appears
to the unschooled as they actually are. Today they appear as two of the
homeless, an ork and a dwarf, which is almost as far from the truth as one
can get and still retain a degree of sanity.

The ork, aged and dark skinned, finally turns his head slightly and regards
the other through what seems to be the misty gray of partial cataracts. The
dwarf, light skinned and long unshaven, does not move from staring at the
stagnant pond they face.

“So,” the ork finally says, his tone low and careful, “did you kill him?”

The dwarf shifts his gaze to meet the other’s. He shakes his head. “No. Did
you?”

“No.” The dark ork sighs.

The other nods. “I could not convince myself one way or the other as to your
guilt.”

“Me either.”

The dwarf raises a bushy eyebrow. “As usual, I do not follow your drift.”

The other nods again. “Exactly so.” he replies. “I meant that there were
times where I had to consciously think about whether or not I had killed him
myself or arranged to have it done. I hadn’t, but could have, and perhaps
should have, hence my confusion.”

“Many believe you had a hand in it.”

“Of course they do. Let them.” The ork says. “It is a dark and terrible
thing I have done.” he adds, chuckling.

“Then who?”

There is a long silence between them.

“Blood and tears,” the ork says finally, “the list is disquietingly short.”

The other nods. “The years slip behind us like a soft breeze, carrying away
friend and foe alike, leaving us only the rumor of their passing.”

The ork snorts, looks away and stares at the pond. “You’re in a better place
to know; anyone else show up?”

Shaking his head, the dwarf says: “No. Of course, we always hear rumors.
None have proven true.”

“I sometimes get odd sensations that there are others out there, but this is
the first Awakening I’ve seen. It could be normal.” the ork tells him.

“Perhaps.” The dwarf pauses a moment, then decides. “Lofwyr all but outright
said that he believes there to be another dragon.”

The ork tilts his head slightly. “Really? Any clue?”

“No. He could have been speaking of the resurrected Alamais, but somehow I
doubt it.”

The ork nods again.

“I’d have thought it more likely that many of the others who’d survived
would have talked to you before any of the Courts,” the dwarf says.

The ork shrugs. “Maybe.”

“So you are saying that you do not know of any others that I do not.”

The ork turns his head and raises an eyebrow slightly. “How the frag can I
say that? But, since we are being up front I will say that to the best of my
knowledge I do not know of anyone else that you don’t also know about.”

Looking away, the dwarf nods and then falls silent for a moment.

“So, since we are here,” the dwarf finally asks, keeping his tone as neutral
as he can, “how is my daughter?”

The appearance of the dark skinned ork shifts without warning, slipping into
a smear of color and shape as his eyes widen slightly in surprise. He turns
his head very slowly as he regains his composure. “Excuse me?”

A slight grin appears barely visible beneath the other’s matted white hair.
“Of course I knew, you twit. I am not as completely self absorbed as you
like to believe.”

“No, I suppose you couldn’t be...”

“How is she? I presume you are training her? Is she a quick study?” There is
a surprising eagerness in his eyes.

“Yes, yes she is. I wasn’t sure at first, but she catches on quickly.” the
other tells him. “She has an intriguing perspective that at times is a gross
hindrance but at other times is damn practical.”

“Good.” There is another long pause. “Does she know?”

“Know what?” the ork asks as innocently as he can.

“You know exactly what I mean you caustic goat!”

This time the ork smiles. “No. She doesn’t.”

“Good.”

“Good? Good? Not too long ago you’d have tried to force me to eat bone worms
for less!”

“True, but she needs to find her own way.” the dwarf says. “Though she is of
me, she is not me. Keeping her close by would only force her to be something
she is not.”

“Yea,” the ork says, “Glasgian really is a shit, isn’t he?”

“I said nothing of the kind.” the dwarf retorts. “But yes, he is a proof of
my point.”

The ork nods again. “Still, I have to say I’m surprised that you’re not more
pissed off at me. I wasn’t sure if your asking for this face to face was
about daughter or dragon.”

“Which concerned you more?”

“Daughter.” The ork tells him after a moment. “You were never particularly
fond of the dragon.”

“I never had any quarrel with the dragon. It was the motion of his mouth I
thought we could all do without.”

“I’m with you there.”

“As for my daughter,” the dwarf says slowly, “you and I have not seen eye to
eye in quite some time. Nor do I suspect we will truly ever.”

“We agree about the dragon.”

“Point. And if you’ll let me continue, though we do not agree, and though I
have and will continue to describe you as an irrational, inconsiderate,
unaccomodating, argumentative, slacker—”

“Slacker?”

“—Be quiet. It was the only word I could think of— who conveniently hides
behind an all-too-literal mask, I, unlike many, have a long memory.”

The ork looks away again.

“I have no concerns for the well-being of my daughter under your tutelage or
care.” the dwarf finishes, and then lets the moment hang. “Getting back to
the dragon: Have you found Excalibur yet?” he continues.

Snorting, the ork turns back toward him. “You know better than I that there
ain’t no such thing.”

“Literally, no. But as the years pass such literalness becomes less and less
relevant. And we both know what he truly meant.”

The ork nods again. “The armor still fits.”

This time the dwarf chuckles. “I’m shocked.” he says, and then stands. “I
have to go. There is a Council meeting tonight I cannot miss.”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll deal you in whenever you get there.”

The dwarf snorts and turns to begin walking away.

“But you know,” the ork says, and the other pauses to listen, “we didn’t
decide who did kill the dragon.”

The dwarf nods. “No, we didn’t,” he says. “And if you can remember how, I
would suggest you pray that it was someone, or something, we know.” He
turns, steps, and begins to fade away as if engulfed by fog. “Because if it
is not...” And he is gone.

The ork sits on the bench as the overcast light slowly fades from the park.
Every once in a while he drinks from the amber bottle wrapped in brown paper
he keeps in his coat pocket. Its taste is bitter.

Everyone ignores him. He knows it will not last.

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>I may be talking out of my ass here, but I could've sworn I read
> >somewhere that Harlequin is rather erm.... intimate with Ehran's
> >daughter? That would (hopefully) indicate that they are not blood
> >related, and may be a major contributor to the animosity between >them.

The quotes from the novel 'Beyond the Pale' IIRC. Harlequin has to answer
three questions that Dunk left so that he can claim Richard the Lionhearts
armour. One of them was along the lines of 'who's daugher have you taken as
a student, or should that be concubine.' Dunk's basically just taking the
piss from beyond the grave.
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Message no. 8
From: vocenoctum@****.com vocenoctum@****.com
Subject: Aztlan Shadowtalk
Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2000 17:20:17 -0400
On Wed, 20 Sep 2000 15:43:10 -0500 "NeoJudas"
<neojudas@******************.com> writes:
> That's all nice and wonderful there VN except I don't actually
> remember the
> "Leo" and "Otaku" tags in the message at all. Sure, it may have
> made sense,
> but is basically just wandering in circles.

um, I put those tags there to show DGhost how I saw the conversation
going. He felt one way, I was showing him the way I saw it....
that's kind of what the topic is, discussing possibilities....

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