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The Dragon-Slayer's Love in General
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Member # 1793
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Wow.

I'm surprised as to how well you all have recieved this piece. I was told by many people I know in real life that it was perverted and I should be shot for writing it. I personally think that's hogwash -- It was a beautiful and tragic story and I only hinted to the naughty bits, anyway.

I might do another piece soon if something else inspires me. If I do, would you all be interested in reading it?

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
The Dragon-Slayer's Love in General
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Member # 1793
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I met her on a quest to a fortress deep in hostile lands,
She had taken home in a fortress ruined by her hands,
The doors were charred a black to demonstrate her great authority,
The last thing that she wanted was a hero coming by like me.

Warriors don’t have an easy job by any standing,
Work is often long, goes unrewarded, always quite demanding,
When you think of warriors you often think of muscles and armour,
But I am of a different breed, tall, lightly built and much smarter.

My chosen prey is dragon-kind — foul reptiles, blight of the land,
My trusty sabre at my side, we kill as many was we can,
But lately I’ve been questioning my purpose in this world,
My tales preceed me, everywhere I go I hear my stories told.

One story, however, sticks out well from the rest of mine,
A tragic tale of true love lost, the story was a sign,
Pointing me away from the path of fear and hate,
I no longer kill the dragon-kind, now I can relate.

You see, I am a warrior, my job’s to rid the world of foul pests,
When I tell this story, people look at me believing that I jest,
Impossible, they say to me, a warrior should think without a heart,
Maybe it would make more sense if I tell it from the start...

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I was out of work — a dragon terrorized a river-village,
Same as usual, the dragon makes its time in raze and pillage,
The mayor, hearing of my deeds, hires me on to rid the citizens,
Of the dragon, in a ruined fortress, over past a river’s-bend.

This job would be too easy, I’d be dumb not to accept,
And the gold he offered me was more than I had ever dreamt,
Of course there was a catch, the dragon must be dead,
I wouldn’t get a single penny if the dragon only fled.

"Shouldn’t be too difficult, you’ll catch it in its sleep,
Kill it as it slumbers and a great reward you’ll reap,"
Encouragement was offered from the mayor and locals,
And as I departed, heard a cheering symphany of vocals.

Off into the hills-a-far, to meet perhaps my doom,
Enough of this pessimism, I’d earn countless riches soon,
No doubt, bards from near and far, would tell of, once or twice,
The warrior who slaughters dragons, slaughters them like mice.

The cloudless sky above me shows the daylight wearing thin,
I make a camp in sheltered bluffs, shelters me within,
Overlooking river’s bend and not far off I see,
The ruined fortress on the river’s bend where I’ll soon be.

I make a meal of trail rations, refuse to build a fire,
Knowing if the dragon saw, my situation would be dire,
After dusk I grab my pack and grab my trusty edge,
Served me for a thousand fights, each one could be my end.

Setting down, resolved to have surprise be on my side,
Dragons are quite large and it’s difficult for them to hide,
I forrd the river past me, by cover of the trees,
Taking care not to stumble, nor to cough or sneeze.

Warriors, we never knock, we walk right in as if we own the place,
Search for evil — evil always lurks in such confined a space,
Sword in one hand and a lantern in the other guides my way,
Into darkness, beyond the doors, who knows what evil lay.

The ruined halls had not been in use for many years ago,
I watched every step I took, sure to take it slow,
I searched in a study, noting empty shelves around,
On into a dining hall, broken chairs litter the ground.

The walls all full of holes and the doors blewn off their hinges,
Table-cloths and curtains were reduced to meagre singes,
Down into the massive court-yard, sheltered from the sky,
By a dome of glass and iron lace, dizzyingly high.

I spotted what appeared to be the sleeping chamber of my prey,
Or maybe it’s the predator — complicated, who’s to say?
Most lairs were adorned with bones and wardings for their dens,
This one was much different, rather clean and lacking stench.

I even saw some works of art, this dragon has good taste,
To kill a creature civilized as this one seems like such a waste,
Then it dawned upon me, maybe this one’s much more tame,
There’s good and evil humans, maybe dragon-kind’s the same.

Evil, I sued to think, was black and white, so simple a concept,
With us or against the good — I stumble as it slept,
But there I didn’t see a demon, troll or hulking beats with glowing eyes,
Just a sleeping beauty, donned in scales and twenty feet in size.

Lying belly-up, her underside was golden in the light,
Her scales were slick and smooth, fine to touch and pleasant to the sight,
Standing on a pile of gold, enough to make me wealthier than any,
I decided then I wasn’t going to take a single penny.

It did not matter that she raided all the nearby farms,
Or that she torched and ate ten or twenty men-at-arms,
Or that this pile of gold she no-doubt stole from untold caravan,
I sheathed my sword and lantern, felt her warm scales with my hand.

Often us humans do cruel deed in desperate times,
As lonely as a dragon gets may justify these crimes,
Raiding nearby farms for food, I’m sure she needs a lot,
Maybe I could sway her to the side of law, I thought.

Dragons are lonely creatures, that you likely know,
Without friends and family, live a life of emptiness and sorrow,
So she builds her hoard, gaining more to fill the hole,
in her empty life and heal her hurting soul.

Slid my hand along her side and down her slender tail,
Her underside was smooth ans softer than her scales,
Maybe.. I dared to say that she was quite attractive a creature,
Alas, if maybe under different circumstances I could meet her.

I was surprised she was un-risen after everything,
She flicked her tail a bit, stretched her neck and flapped a wing,
Her motions graceful, though indicative that she was in unrest,
I recoiled a bit, as she lifted her head and rose her chest.

Her size was about three-fold my own and,
Magnificent her figure, as I extended my hand,
Again, I felt her slick and smooth and shining scales,
Stood back and looked her in the eyes, as she rose her legs and tail.

She spoke, "Mortal, what’s your business here, why are you in my lair?
To slaugher me and steal my gold and leave without a care?
Or maybe just to torment me and maim me if you’d try,
Pithy mortal, you have met your match and now I’ll watch you die."

Even such, the cruelest words, seemed like a privledge to my ear,
Her voice was sweeter than any dragon I could ever hear,
Of course, words are words, and their meaning was quite clear,
I’d be a charcoal briquette if I lingered around here.

My time is nigh, fight or fly, the first is not a choice,
My feet hit cold tile, as I run I hear the dragon’s voice,
"Coward mortal, you run because you cannot face my might,
You run to live life as a worm, instead of stay and fight."

"You make me chase you, ’round and ’round, through these ruined halls,
You don’t know the purpose of my pursuit at all,
You didn’t come to play around, to kill me, did you not?
And now you run from my fire, afraid to get.. a little.. Hot?"

Yes, fair dragon, that’s the reason that I came,
But now that I have seen you, my reason’s not the same,
"Fair is not a word you mortals use in presence of my kind,"
Then I slumped down against a dungeon wall, resigned.

Us mortals fear you, to be near you is a feat of bravery,
Knowing my kind has killed so many of you is so burdenous to carry,
I wish no harm on you for you’ve been tortured by us human...
"Then run, mortal, from my lair — pray I never see you again."

And with that I rose and ran some more,
Ran around until I found the fortress’ main door,
Ran and ford the river, to the woods to hide,
Made my way with haste, upon the country-side.

And so I ran across the hills, pursued by none at all,
Got up and ran again, whenever I should fall,
But reached the woods a league away, deciding I should sleep,
Not so far away, I couldn’t hear the lonely dragon weep.

Perhaps the dragon only wished to play for a while,
Not about to find out if I stay for a while,
Didn’t seem too angry when she made threats on my head,
Maybe they’re not evil, dragons, maybe they don’t want us dead.

Never the less, I was tired from the chase,
Thought I should make camp for a while before I face,
Her again and see if I can figure this big puzzle out,
But for now, I will just sleep, I thought, as I put the fire out.

I rose at dawn to hear the sound of flapping in the skies,
And heard the lonely dragon shouting sadly as she flies,
"Please show yourself, where you have hidden I can’t see,
Where is this warrior who couldn’t bear to put his sword in me?"

Why would she be seeking me out after our altercation?
The last thing that I’d expect — a dragon so impatient,
To seek out a slayer of her bretheren and her kind,
You’d think she would fly far away, if she was right of mind.

Shaking with fear, she flies to near and surely she will find,
The dragon-slaying warrior who’s put to rest so many of her kind,
Irony is not my thing, this dragon will not put me to my grave,
Warriors don’t cower like this — warriors are brave.

And so I stood and shouted, here I am come kill me if you can,
She flew over and hit the ground not twenty feet from where I stand,
"If at all, I wished you harm, why you’d be dead by now,
But see, since you ran from me, your life I will allow."

The last bit of that sentence came across a little sly,
What the hell is up with her? Hitting on a human guy?
And draw me to her lair to play, not that I’d refuse,
Attitude seems to accomplish, comes across a little lude.

And turning, "wait" she says "forget what I said yesterday,
You can return to my lair, anytime, if you may,
Such funny mortal creature, I think I would enjoy your company,"
And with that she took off, to her lair, far away from me.

Dumbfounded by the beautiful dragon’s offerings,
And the gracy in which the way she flies and moves her wings,
Stopped a moment, thought a moment, something wasn’t right,
I would find out, soon enough, when I return to her tomorrow night.

Still a little puzzled, I returned to town for ales,
The wenches, undesirable, though lacking in the scales,
The bards were spinning tall tales of a dragon slaying hero,
If only they had been there, seen what happened a few hours ago.

I watch the patrons drink like fish and drinking songs they sing,
Their voices drowned by alcohol, become an irritating ring,
The bards still spin tall tales of lairs deep and mosters to despise,
Until I pass out in an alley, waking well-long after sunrise.

I spend the day and contemplate the dragon maiden’s offer,
Is it just a trap to bring us foolish humans to her?
Then I think, if she wished, she would come and kill me where I lie,
It can’t be a trap, what fool would fall, why would she even try?

Of course, perhaps, she’s toying with her food before she eats,
Warriors, freshly cooked, falling off the bones, must be treats!
Good God! Why would you send me such difficult a choice?
My thoughts of what to do are scrambled by the city noise.

Simple, yes or no, stay or go, go and maybe be her food,
Evil used to be so simple, one or other, that was all I knew,
Maybe this one’s good despite the devious gleam in her eye,
She let me go once — push my luck — try a second try.

What if she was fully concious when I felt her skin?
A scary thought indeed, a dragon attracted to a human,
But it’s my fault, honestly, it was I who touched her first,
Felt her smooth and.. Sexy.. Forget it! I’m in for the worst.

When the mayor finds out I can’t bear to kill her off,
I’ll get no reward — worse, they’ll send someone else to do the job,
Pity on the warrior who dared to fall in love with her,
Every moment, I can’t breathe, she could be in grave danger.

The rest of the day I spent, trying to avoid the mayor,
The dragon’s laying waiting for me, I don’t see why they’d care,
A guarantee, possibly, she wouldn’t bother them again?
If we’re in love and we’re together.. She would be a friend of mortal men.

Resolved to a fate I’m not so sure of, I wander off,
Into the wilds near the lair of this curiosity — I stop,
Not a hundred feet abovce, yet again, I see her figure in flight,
Lingers above me for a moment, thne into the night.

Her actions are intruiging me and settling my mind,
Whoever thought a human’d be pursued by dragon-kind?
Off course I wouldn’t let a chance like this just slip away,
I’ll go as far as her lair, tonight, even if I do not stay.

But why would I not, a dragon would be interesting to say the least,
With that appetite, every meal would be a feast,
And appetite for another thing, I’m fairly certain,
Mmm... A naughty thought, what goes on behind the curtain.

After dusk the sun is gone, approach her lair and knock once,
Descend down the cold stone and trough a door, on a hunch,
And eye to my left, see another, see her tail to my right,
Scales and claws and golden eyes shimmer in the lantern’s light.

Almost drew my sword on instinct, to take the first strike,
But no this encounter would be friendly, or at least seem like,
For a moment, she looks curious but seems to recognize,
I reach out and feel her cheek and gaze into her eyes.

"Warrior, you have returned, even though you thought it was a trap,
Put your fears asid, if I wished you dead I wouldn’t nap,
and wait for you — see I knew you would come by,
Mortals, so predictable; every action has a reason why."

"But enough," I feel her warm tongue on me face,
"For one who loves to slay my kind you’re quite calm in such a place,"
Think not for a moment that I like my job,
To take the life of another, is worse than to pillage or to rob.

"Then your job is worse than mine, our crimes are not the same,
Yet you’re exhaulted as a hero, I am left to live in shame."
Circumstances are not fair, not fair to any degree,
And if I could, I’d be you and I’d let you be me.

A tear rolled down the dragons cheek, she sank her head and sighed,
"Hold me for a moment, mortal, hold me if you’d mind,"
So that night I held her close and rest my head on hers,
"Only the love of a mortal man could cure this dragon-curse."

I held her for a while longer, held her close with care,
Kissed her gently on the lips, shared a loving stare,
Re-assured her that she’d never be alone again,
Now that she had claimed the love of this mortal man.

That night I slept along-side her, on her bed of gold,
That night was peaceful and so quiet, until the night was old,
In the morning, held the dragon close, sleeping on her side,
Left quickly, not to wake her, and hurried on outside.

Sleeping in the same bed with a dragon’s not an easy task,
Usually are solo creatures, like to roll around and bask,
I was nearly crushed to death, once or twice last eve,
Just wondering when it would be safe for me to leave.

Don’t be mistaken, I was true and quite compassionate,
But dragons are not humans, dragons need dragon mates,
Dragon males are very cruel, the ones who met my blade,
Wait.. What have I done, what a mess I’ve made.

Poor dragon lass, must’ve think I left in fear,
Even after the night we shared, the night I held her near,
In the sky, high above me, I see her silouette,
Againts the morning sun, fratically, searching in fret.

Already, here for me, my dragon love should fly,
I shout, my dragon love and she approaches in the sky,
Much closer now, our eyes meet and tears begin to rain,
She lands upon me, pins me down then pins me down again.

"Warrior why did you leave and leave me all alone?
Why are you in this city, with these people, make my lair your home.
Listen to me closely, we share a heart and I’m not to be taken lightly,
I spared your life and limb and let you in my heart, now you belong with me."

"Return tonight, or don’t care to return at all,"
And with that, she let me go and flew as far as I could call:
My love, I’ll return to you, I long to hold you near.
Then I turn to see the peasants stare upon the scene in fear.

For a while, they just look upon in puzzlement,
Then, one man steps forth and asks me how I sent,
A dragon along on her way without so much as a scratch or,
Why a dragon slayer made no attempt to catch her.

A menace who had stolen livestock — flying in the air,
One frightened village boy runs off to tell the mayor,
unseen. And I still try to quell the villagers concerns,
But soon enough, of my encounter, the mayor learns.

After not ten minutes of questions by the local folk,
Before an armoured man pushed on through the crowd and spoke:
"Warrior, come now with me, to speak with our chansellors,"
I had no choice but to oblige, they had a greater force.

And so they took me to the hall and there before the mayor,
Him and his counsel-men, hit me with a piercing stare,
"I hear that you have failed us in the riddance of the threat,
lust and desire were the swords the dragon met."

"You are a fighter, your job is not to woo or love a
foul beast of filth and evil, you are clearly troubled.
For your own protection and until the deed is done,
You’ll be in our dungeon deep and there be seen by none."

Despite my shouts in protest, the guards they drag me down,
to a holding cell, dark and dreary, deep below the ground.
Toss me in and lock the door and stroll off down the hall,
Nobody can hear my yelling, nobody can hear me call:

My dragon love please flee, they are plotting your demise!
You must leave your fortress — of course nobody hears my cries.
I curl in a corner and watch and wait,
Swelling up with rage and anger, going mad with hate.

"My kins-men, it has fallen forth, our duty is this task,
To rid us of this foul beast, was all of the warrior we asked.
Now it falls on us to pick up where he did leave off
and when we kill his ’dragon love’, we’ll leave him in his cell to rot."

"Tonight we rest, good loyal men, the morrow we shall ride,
off to slay this dragon-witch, to kill her where she hides.
Bring on the bread and beer and foul, merriment and wine,
Tonight we shall feast, for tomorrow, the dragon’s head is mine."

The chamber dark and wet, illuminated only by torch-light,
I slump down resigned, almost ready to give up the fight,
Until I hear the footsteps of another, then I leap
And shout, who is there, can you hear me in this dungeon deep?

For a moment, there’s no answer, for a moment, I despair,
Until again I hear the footsteps — take a gasp of air.
I shout, can you hear me here, can you hear me yell?
Then the footsteps start approaching, as far as I can tell.

Perhaps this is a guard I hear, perhaps he has the key,
Perhaps he would take pity, perhaps he’d set me free.
The steps close upon the door until he finally speaks:
"Prisoner? They ain’t been prisoner ‘ere in weeks!"

Oh thank god, another person, I thought I was the only one,
"Well, soon y’will be, bloke, my shift, it’s almost done.
But I’ll stick around, ‘cause I’m bored n’ ‘ear what you’ve to say.
Say, why’d y’end up down ‘ere anyway?"

You see, I was hired on to kill a dragon in a fortress,
Instead I fell in love, the mayor was tough and did dismiss...
"Are you f’real? I’m outta ‘ear. Y’surely are an odd c’mplexity.
I’ll leave ya in th’dungeon, unda-ground, thet’s where ya outta be."

Tell me guard, before you go — ever had a love that was denied?
He stopped a minute, thought a minute, then replied:
"Fella, y’got me thea’, I ‘ad a dame back in me hometown,
I tell ya, we ‘ere quite the thing, ‘till the call ‘a duty came ‘round."

Listen to yourself, duty is not worth the loss and pain,
I might love a dragon, but if you’re here than you’re insane.
"Y’know, y’might be right. Castle walls won’t stop m’yet.
‘ow can I thank ya, I’m f’rever in your debt!"

Love and let love, those are words you should live by, my friend,
Follow your heart and let me mine and there will be a happy end.
With that the door swung open, saw my saviour face-to-face,
We shook hands and shared kind farewells, then I took up the race.

I hurried out the sleeping castle, quickly as I could,
Passing by the sleeping homes, slumbering, as they should.
The sun is rising off the eastern skies, my true love awaits,
I only hope I make it there, I only hope it’s not too late.

I hurry over golden hills, chasing the rising sun,
Fast as my legs permit me, slowing not for anyone.
On into forests deep, to make my trip much quicker,
Fall upon a fallen log — if only I was slicker.

I rise again and look around, unsure of where to run,
Was I north or was I east, if only I could see the sun.
And making matters worse, I tripped and fell on my hard head,
I’ll bet the men-at-arms have set off, I’m just barely started.

No, my dragon love was close, but now she is so distant,
If only I had stayed there yesterday and not been so hesitant.
This whole mess would be avoided, yet.
I’d be holding her, so happy, we would fly into the sunset...

Circumstance refuses me, abuses me, I stumble into a ditch,
Running randomly, trying to see the sun or see her fortress.
Eyes decieve me? Before me is a being diminutive in size,
Fairy-folk, it must be, speaking to me in my mind:

"Human, you are funny creature — dragon your should fear.
But since we work together sometimes, we will let you see her.
You are lost too deep within the realm of fairy kind,
But, get on your feet, close your eyes turn around and look behind!"

I obliged and then I saw a site for sorest eyes,
My dragon love’s fortress — imagine my surprise.
Where I looked, just a moment back and I had just seen woods,
the fairy used some magic, I would thank her if I could.

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I burst on through the broken doors and down the steps,
Into the massive chamber where me and my dragon love slept.
Her hoard of gold was all gone and I was brought to tears,
When I saw her curled, bloodied heap — the sum of all my fears.

I ran and wrapped my arms around her neck — you can’t be dead!
The groaned in pain, opened her eyes and turned her bloodied head,
She spoke so soft and painfully and let out a deep moan,
"I fear, my love, my end is nigh. At least I’m not alone..."

Her final words, I kissed her on her lips — our final touch.
She closed her eyes and let life slip away... I cried so much.
I’m only glad I got to be the last thing for her to see,
Her battered wings and torn-up scales were far too much to bear for me.

I shouted out in anger and slumped against her heavy head.
The bastard men had killed her and now my dragon love lay dead.
I have a mission now and I won’t let her go un-said.
I would save all dragon kind... Save them all.

Never again.

— Motekye

( based on a dream )

Just... Enjoy it. ; )

[ Wednesday, March 31, 2004 07:18: Message edited by: Motekye ]

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
Is it possible? in Blades of Avernum
Warrior
Member # 1793
Profile Homepage #6
Not that over powered?? I'd keep the HP the way it is, but cut the damage and AC down to two thirds that.

Don't get me started on the Armour and weapons. I'd take the damage on the halberd down to the regular halberd damage ( 3 - 30 ? ) and give it +5 at the most. Six turns is far too much, one turn is pushing it. The armour has too high of a resistance factor as well. You should lower it down to something like 4 - 24, 6 - 36 at the most. the 55% attack penalty would be appropriate for the changes I just mentioned.

These parties are going to be used in more scenerios than just yours, that kind of god modding ruins any chance of that party being used in a lower level scenerio.

Just keep that in mind before you make a scenerio like that.

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
Is it possible? in Blades of Avernum
Warrior
Member # 1793
Profile Homepage #4
That's overdoing it. Considering that parties will be transferable, there should be some kind of standard, a mutual agreement to make sure everyone's scenerios are working on the same terms.

Otherwise, it could ruin a perfectly good party.

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
Sequel Support in Blades of Avernum
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Well, why not make multiple sequels. Sure, you could tell the players to play only one of them, but they'd be able to see what would've happened if they're particularly curious.

If that fails, just make all sequels / prequels one big scenerio.

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
To Spiderwebsoftware - My Idea in Blades of Avernum
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Well, one idea would be to keep the graphics the same shape, but change the colours of certain areas to create the illusion of the sprite wearing new armour. In my opinion, considering all the different poses the sprites could be in, it makes much more sense to me than alpha transparencies.

For instance, there could be a set palette of 256 colours.. Shades of blue could be the armour colour, red, the clothing colour. Etc.. Then, there's a possibility for hundreads of combinations.

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
Couple of Questions about BoA in Blades of Avernum
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Member # 1793
Profile Homepage #22
Yes, another PSP supporter / Photoshop hater. I'm not alone it seems.

Avernum style grpahics really aren't as difficult as they look, I've found walls and floors to be a breeze. The only issue is finding good textures to use. You should start with a base tile, a seamless ( Only horizontally ) tile 23 pixels across by 30 - 34 pixels down... from there, everything else should come naturally.

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Oh ya, if you are using PSP, there's a function built right into the program for making seamless textures. Yet another advantage over Photoshop. ( Like it needs one.. variations? What is this?? I colourize my pics by RGB. PSP to life! )

[ Tuesday, March 04, 2003 01:36: Message edited by: Motekye ]

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A BoA Graphics DB in Blades of Avernum
Warrior
Member # 1793
Profile Homepage #14
Well, VM, you could do that, or you could use iFrames for Graphics displaying. {iframe src="page.htm"}{/iframe} OR {iframe src="image.gif"}{/iframe}

if you put the NAME="" property in the IFRAME, then you can have a link with a target as the iframe's name. Then, when you click on the link, the page will load in the iframe.

You could also use JavaScript if you want a more data oriented system. NAME.src = "Page".

- Note that the swirly brackets represent ordinary HTML brackets.

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Yeah, it's a shame your University has that ad policy. But if you ever need consulting, you can ask me.

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Posts: 123 | Registered: Sunday, August 25 2002 07:00
New Spells in BoA please? in Blades of Avernum
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I'd like to see a counterspell, a spell that negates the previously casted one. As it gets more powerful, perhaps it can turn the effects on the caster.

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A BoA Graphics DB in Blades of Avernum
Warrior
Member # 1793
Profile Homepage #4
Wow! Why the heck didn't I think of that first. I must say, you've outdone yourself. Anyways, I love the system, and all systems and sites should have a good website design. Motekye Development will do your website design for a mere advertisement.

I will also do your advertisement for an advertisement. And I will do both for an ad and a link to my site in your Signature. If you want make a deal, my e-mail is Motekye@hotmail.com, my AIM ID is emotekye and my ICQ number is 172690613.

If you would like to see some samples of my Ad work, tell me, I'll send you a few of my other client's ads.

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Some Other Things About BoA in Blades of Avernum
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I would like to see NPCs that are part of the party, that way I don't have to control them.

But, there should be a control panel to control their behavior. And the player should be able to access their inventories.

[ Monday, January 27, 2003 01:50: Message edited by: Motekye ]

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Some Other Things About BoA in Blades of Avernum
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Well, he seems to have proven you wrong on that one, EEP.

Anyways, I'd like to see mutiple levels of NPC hostility, rahter than just Good / Bad.

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Custom (or whatever) Sounds in Blades of Avernum
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This is why I'm a "do-it-yourself"er, and most of my motivation behind MC. That is, besides the respect and admiration of my peers. Anyways, sorry for the gross gramarical errors in my last post. I meant to say "a four and a half minute midi file." Besides, if Jeff can implement any kind of sound into the application, it wont be much more code for custom sounds.

- Motekye, who's taken a liking to Alorael's form of posting, will stop now before he feels the wrath of everything.

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Midi files are much smaller thn .Wav, .voc etc...
For instance, a four and a half Midi file is only about 320kb. That's tiny!

I want to know if BoA will have Midi support.

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Do people do singleton in this game? in Nethergate
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You have to remember, when you keep getting more skill points, eventually they become worht less and less, plus they become harder to get.

With four characters, it will take almost four times as long for them to reach that point. With a single person, it could happen before Goag Nar.

Plus, four characters divides up the enemies, and they can cast slow spells too.

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Do people do singleton in this game? in Nethergate
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Well, the thing about playing a singleton is that, no matter how far you advance one character, theres a point where you simply cannot progress any further.

This happens because as the character advances, (s)he advances at a slower and slower rate, until the player becomes too weak in comparasson to the enemies posed. This has happened in all Avernum games I try to beat with a singleton as well.

Paralasys spells don't make the situation any better either.

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Oh yeah, as for the Drake, I usually kill it by lureing it out of it's cave, then around the lower caves. All the while, I cast ice lances and slow spells on it. I make sure to clean out the lower caves of monsters before I do this too.

Slow spells were insturmantal in beating the Drake. I also found them useful when beating the big purple plant thing in Avernum 3. ( Slime caves. ) I stayed completely out of range of the thing. It couldn't move, so it never landed a hit.

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Concerning Custom Graphics and Macs... in Blades of Avernum
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Perhaps the custom graphics can be stored in the scenerios folder, and the main graphics in Data.

PC's don't require all the data to be in the same place. But some programmers do it for simplicity.

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Do people do singleton in this game? in Nethergate
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I Only play Nethergate with a singleton.

When I play as Celts, I make a completely magically oriented character with absolutely no combat skills.

This way, I have powerful attack magic early in the game. I then develop the combat skills.

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With Romans, I've tried the all magic approach, as well as no magic approach. By the time I finished the mines, I was able to kill the Drake no problem. I also took on the Goblinoid encounter outside the city, no worries.

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I've never beaten the game with a singleton though.

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Well, this might be one of those things you should be able to change in the preferences.

I'd also like to see viewing area size ( 9x9 11x11 13x13 ) changed in the preferences too, for slower machines.

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Concerning Custom Graphics and Macs... in Blades of Avernum
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Oh! I get it; the Mac can call graphics outside the actual application.

That would make scenerio creation super-easy.

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I don't understand why one could not drop items into containers, It was possible in Nethergate.

Perhaps someone should blow the dust off their old source code.

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Concerning Custom Graphics and Macs... in Blades of Avernum
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No, no, that's not what I'm talking about.

I mean, how will custom graphics be incorporated into scenerios, if the GAME ITSELF holds the graphics?

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Concerning Custom Graphics and Macs... in Blades of Avernum
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No, no, that's not what I'm talking about.

I mean, how will custom graphics be incorporated into scenerios, if the GAME ITSELF holds the graphics?

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Concerning Custom Graphics and Macs... in Blades of Avernum
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Of course it would require a source code change.

But so will a lot of things, this is something that's worth the change. Besides, I find multiple graphics easier for image sorting purposes. and as long as Macs have their RegEdit, you should get along fine enough.

What I don't understand is, how will custom graphics be incorporated into scenerios, if it's the application that you add the images to?

Would the images be included with the scenerio? Because that will brobably be the case with the PC version.

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date in Blades of Avernum
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Done, also, it was not MC that I was reffering to. I'm talking about an AV based MMORPG; Completely online.

I dropped you a line on your IRC, ( Both, UA and Luke. ) giving you the Jyst of the project.

If anyone else would like to talk to me about it, check out the thread, "Hold on there a second, fella." and you can find out there.

- Anyhoo, since we've all seen when BoA will be released now, perhaps this thread should receive a close?

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