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written Wednesday, November 23 2005 18:28
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You should put up your answers before reading the rest of the thread. The poll itself is adequate spoiler space. Mao Ze Dong is the only one I'm certain of. Unless there was another Cultural Revolution I didn't know about. A preamble is like a prologue, usually featured in constitutions and similar legal documents. The only meaning I could think of for preambulate was in relation to speech, which suggested the telephone. No clue about the moose, though I chose Bullwinkle. Is it a cartoon figure of some kind? Similar to the marriage thing. No patience to research. My colds have without exception begun on a Friday. The only times they start on Thursday is when the Friday is a free day. Based on the premise that Israel is the only middle eastern power that the US has consistently supported, it follows that Palestine is the only power the US has consistently been on more or less unfriendly terms with. Following that, it is likely Arafat supported Saddam Hussein. Although Middle Eastern politics and the US interference therein has never made much sense. Ask yourself this question: How widespread is obesity among Americans? Obese Americans - excepting those born with the tendency - are likely to project their eating habits on their dogs. Some Americans will have a dog who is more obese than them. Thus, obesity is probably more widespread among American dogs than Americans themselves. Wikipedia says Jack Benny was famous for his carefully timed pauses. Two words that fill a carefully timed silence are "Umm..." and "Well...", and "Umm..." sounds dumb. A jet liner is going at the greatest speeds when landing or taking off, of the three. When taking off, the updraft of the wings should reduce the pressure and friction of the tyres. When landing, the plane breaks by pressing against the ground, increasing the friction of the tyres. It would follow that landing puts the most stress on the tyres. Last one is guessed at random, although I know Bush was never in the navy. Eisenhower? -- Searches on Wikipedia: 2, 1 successful. [ Wednesday, November 23, 2005 18:28: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, November 23 2005 17:56
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No Nephilim writing. The signs - if we're referring to the same signs - were made by humans, but were defaced by Nephilim. In fact, I'm not sure if the Nephilim of Avernum even spoke a language other than the human one... -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, November 23 2005 16:10
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Two out of those four, and they're the first and last of them when listed alphabetically. More clues? :) I can't think of any others right now, although if you count Douglas Adams and Pratchett, for their respective genres, than I'd list those as well. Edit: There are actually a lot more authors I like, but listing them all right now would take time that I don't have. [ Wednesday, November 23, 2005 16:11: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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By the way, can I ask what your signature means? I get that it is a pun on the relations of actions and those who perform the actions in French, but I can't actually understand it all... quote: [ Wednesday, November 23, 2005 16:05: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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Also, you can express much larger number before running out of words. An octillion is 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. Unless I miscounted. In the American system, it is only 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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Is there any canon stuff on the language of the Nephilim? Established vocabulary, or even the name of the language? I know there's some stuff on Sliths that's not as developed as Novah, but I've never seen anything on Nephilim speech... -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
My Nanowrimo Novel - Vahnatai stuff! in Blades of Avernum | |
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written Wednesday, November 23 2005 13:22
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quote:Well, in case you don't like it any more. It'll grow out... eventually. :P I have yet to start tonight's block. I'm doing this in huge chunks of 2500-3000 each, disconnecting the net, getting some coffee, and listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons over and over. And Brahms, and the LotR and Riven soundtracks. -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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quote:In the same way that feet make more sense than meters? :P -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
bahssikava in Blades of Avernum | |
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written Wednesday, November 23 2005 03:01
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Do the levers also replace destroyed beamers and so on? Regardless, resetting it all gets rid of the hassle involved in remembering where I was at what point. I can more easily memorize a full sequence of actions than I can keep track of what I've already done... [ Wednesday, November 23, 2005 03:03: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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That can happen when you're busy or surrounded by a lot of chatterboxes. In your defense, I was only online for two minutes and didn't have time to message you again. -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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quote:Indeed. The church is only used for the Sunday Services (every Tuesday when the casual Saturday evening service is not held, and every third Wednesday on the other weeks, not counting the weeks in which it is held on Tuesday), and for Special Occasions, these being Richard White's birth- and deathdays, each of which will have been on a different day tomorrow than they might have willan on-been yesterday as seen from today. It therefore follows that the Special Occasions service fluctuates throughout the year, but it is never held more than once. Today it was held on the first of August, but yesterday it was going to be held today. I am expecting it to have been held yesterday tomorrow, but there is really no way to know. [ Wednesday, November 23, 2005 01:56: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
bahssikava in Blades of Avernum | |
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I solved the mirror puzzle with no problems whatsoever. Of course it takes time, and I had to reset it at least 5-6 times by leaving the level and returning. As Thralni said, if you're not feeling the need to go on as quickly as you can, you won't feel the need to consult a walkthrough. For me, Bahssikava was the greatest BoA scenario I ever played. I enjoyed every second of it - why should I hurry the end? :) -- I did have trouble with the other puzzles. In the ghost-spawning level I actually looked through the scripts and in the editor to see where to go next, because I kept getting swamped by the critters when exploring the level. That was probably because of my inability to hurry up. :P -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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quote:Aside from the fact that I don't recognize the language (C?), if that is meant to write out the numbers, it gets a LOT more complicated. Here's one of the programs - in Java: Note that while I changed it somewhat to make it return the correct values (and translated the variable names to English), at heart it is code I not only didn't write, but wouldn't want to be caught dead writing. Especially not without comments. [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 23:51: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 22:25
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They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! the hobbits the hobbits the hobbits the hobbits to Isengard! to Isengard! to Isengard! to Isengard! the hobbits the hobbits the hobbits the hobbits to Isengard! to Isengard! to Isengard! to Isengard! They're taking the hobbits to Isengard! :cool: [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 22:26: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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Chapter VI continued. It turned out longer than I anticipated (alread the longest chapter by far), and it's not done yet - perhaps I'll split it up later. 31747 words, meaning that although I am still far, far behind (about 5000 words), I'm less behind that I was yesterday, and far less behind than I was the day before, and the day before. Making good progress. Perhaps it's the fact that I no longer sleep at night, but instead drink a cup of coffee around midnight and start writing till 4 AM, trusting my frail body to stand up to the strain for this last week. Here. *** The Claw turned out to be the name of the clan that had rescued Tam. Their members numbered in the hundreds, and though they had a less central position in the inter-tribal relations of the Nephilim, their prowess in the arts of warfare, as well as the reputation of their hunters, were renowned. Relative to the Nephilim lands, the clan of the Claw dwelled literally on the edge to the wilderness. It was this which had given them their reputation at least in part; for the beasts in the forests were ferocious predators - even those that they hunted for their meat - and there were other, more dangerous monsters nearby. From Mh'repha, Tam learned that there was a tribe of vicious ogres nearby, half-sentient brutes twice as tall as any Nephil, wielding gigantic clubs with a brutal strength and eating any meat that they could get, making no distinction between rat and tiger and Nephil. Thrice now they had attacked the village this year, for resources and spoils or for sport, and the ill-prepared Nephilim had taken great casualties in the beginning, despite the prowess and strength of their warriors. The Claw were still rebuilding the lost dwellings and training its hunters and warriors to ready a counter strike against the violent tribe. * * * On the third day since he had first woken up, Tam finally got around to a question he had meant to pose much earlier. "What are the bars for, Mh'repha?" He had already ceased to stumble over the name. "Surely, you do not expect your patients to escape, so why is the window barred with iron as if to lock them in?" She looked at him in surprise for a moment, then laughed. "For their safety of course! A lack of caution could well end in grief. You do not want to fall out, do you?" "Fall out?" he cried, stunned. "Fall out of what? What do you mean - where are we?" He rose in his bed to look out of the window. His back ached with the strain of bending after the long time of disuse, but he managed to raise his head so he could look out of the window and see something besides the sky from below. He recoiled in shock at the sight. The ground was missing! He searched with his eyes, but only a few seconds later he had adjusted and seen the horizon - miles and miles away, and the ground stretched out for a long distance in all directions, and far beneath the window - many hundred paces at least, if not more. They were tremendously high up. "Now do you see? Our village is carved into the edge of the mountain - every little room and chamber opens outward from the cliff face, and there are a thousand windows carved through the rock! None who have travelled here forget the time they first beheld the city by night from far off, for they say that a thousand lights shine out from the mountain in a glittering splendour, and the sight can be seen from a hundred leagues around." "It must look impressive. I regret to have missed it." He chuckled, thinking of the state he had been in when they had carried his unconscious body into the mountain village. And yet, even as he marvelled at the view he had from the window, and at Mh'repha's description, he could not help feeling dizzy and even mildly nauseated. The Vahnatai built into the ground, not up from it - where he hailed from, only the ground floor had windows. The idea of having slept literally just inside the cliff side for three weeks caused him to shudder involuntarily. The shudder was enough to throw off his fragile balance, and after swaying a bit before the window, he fell backwards onto his bed with a muffled crash. Mh'repha was beside him in an instant to make certain he had sustained no harm, but could not help grinning. "See, if you had fallen out of the window this way, you would not have landed so softly. That is what the iron bars are for!" He turned slightly green at the thought, and she immediately stopped teasing him. "You should probably remain in your bed for a few more days, and after that you will need to practice walking again." It sounded like a joke, but she added, "You might not believe it, but you have likely grown unused to having your own legs support you, let alone move unaided. You will flop around a lot in the first few days out of that bed." Leaving him with the bowl-like cup of strength draught that she had brought when she came in earlier, she left the room again. Tam eyed the cup with distaste. It was a well-known fact among his People as well that the more beneficial a potion was, the more gruesome it tasted to the pitiable drinker; it was even said that many of the most lethal poisons had a pleasant, sweet smell. The potions of the Nephilim seemed to obey the same rule, and by its taste, the brew that Mh'repha was making him drink must be the very nectar of immortality itself. Repressing a shudder, Tam reached for the cup and choked down the bitter green liquid in a few large, hasty gulps - he had heard that things drunk in this way were tasted less intensively. The intensity of the taste, however, was quite enough for him; he reached for the cup of fresh water that she had prudently deposited next to the potion, and washed the taste down as best as he could. The potion was oily and not easily washed away by water, but it helped somewhat. By now, the third time he had drunk it, he had almost gotten used to the taste, and no longer sputtered and gagged as he had on the first day that he had forced it down. That had been after she had introduced herself, and before leaving him alone in the torch-lit darkness again. * * * He was able to shorten the time by reading. The bookshelf that had been nearly the first thing that caught his eye upon waking up was small, smaller even than the one he had had in his room back at Oriath, but the wealth of books it contained was astounding, as was the fact that he turned out to be able to read them. They were almost all written in Novah - he was not immediately sure if this was because they had deliberately brought volumes in this language into his chamber, or whether in fact the majority of them read and wrote in this language. Even those books that were not written in Novah used some form of writing that looked remotely similar to the phonetic script, undoubtedly a derived script that shared common roots with the Novah one. Just a few years ago, he would have expressed this differently, believing the Nephilim version to be a debased form of the Novah language, but what he had since learned, he was no longer so sure. Even though the culture of the cat race appeared to value physical strength and aptitude over learning, and they seemed to lack the magical power and knowledge that was inherent in the Vahnatai, there could be no doubt that they were an advanced civilization. Their herb lore and alchemy was another indicator for this. Mh'repha had proudly noted the skill with the longbow as the most defining of her people's traits, but Tam found his interest was rather drawn to their amazing ability to extract various juices from the most common to the most exotic plants, and mix them to produce any effect between healing, sleep and death, even brief enhancements of the mind and body. While he could decipher the books written in the modified Novah script with little difficulty, the language itself remained barred to him. He could distinguish the sounds, words and sentences - it was a light, flowing language with almost the same frequency of vowels as Novah had, and a notable propensity for non-explosive sounds, the sound of R and PH foremost among them - except for the sound of L, which they seemed to be unable to make. "Saph remh'rya araphnemh'ron mh'shrunathr ashephraya"... he let the words flow over his lips as he read aloud from one of the books; the language sounded beautiful to him even though he could not translate it. His pronunciation was probably wrong as well, for when he spoke the language, he sounded distinctly different from the way the hunters and Mh'repha had addressed him earlier. He resolved to ask her about it when she returned; his mind was still burning with a fiery curiosity. (Curiosity. There was a nagging feeling that there was more about that trait and what it meant to him, that he had forgotten, but it soon passed again.) He was gripped by a sudden desire to learn their language: Partly out of curiosity and partly out of the realization of its necessity if he wished to talk to the rest of the Claw, and partly - he struggled with admitting this to himself, but found he could not deny it - to impress Mh'repha. To no small part, in fact. Closing the green book that was bound in some scaly hide which he could not immediately identify - some lizard creature, probably - and imprinted with the stylised image of a four-pointed star on the front, he slid it back into the shelf, reaching out with his arm without rising from the bed. The works which he could read were mostly books of lore, concerned with various subjects of nature: Geography, several treatises on biology, and a long, painstakingly handwritten travel report by a Vahnatai elder named Zadal-Ihrno. Astonishingly, even a single volume about trigonometry - one of the most important fields of Vahnatai mathematics - had made it into the collection of the Nephilim. There were a few novels as well, many of whom Tam remembered reading many years ago, in countless hours of the night during which he had been reading rather than sleeping - my other downfall, he remembered that the sleep deprivation had resulted in an ability to sleep at any moment at any time, an ability that was largely responsible for his so ignoble expulsion from the Oriath academy. Only this time, he felt neither rage nor grief. All that seemed so distant and petty now that he felt like laughing. In spite of the welcome distance, re-reading the same old novels that he had enjoyed so much before - The Legend of the Twin Towers, The Valley of Thunder, and The Mountain of Shadows, to name just a few* - gave him a sensation of familiarity that he had not had for a long time, and he felt a little bit more at home than he had before. The collection of Novah books was eclectic** in the extreme, but not jumbled or disordered. The seemingly random assortment of books - as well as the odd concentration of natural sciences and novels among them - seemed to suggest that the works had been found or salvaged from various places. Perhaps other travellers had left them here, the Vahnatai who Mh'repha said had visited the Nephilim lands long before her grandparents' lives? The books did not seem ancient, but then the Nephilim did not live long; scarcely more than sixty or seventy years. In spite of the oddness of the collection, the books seemed to have been frequently read, dispelling any doubts whether Novah was a language commonly known at least to the learned ones of the clan. Tam's interest, besides the novels, was caught especially by the travel report - not only because he had never read the book before, but because he had never even heard the name of this author: Apparently, he had never achieved sufficient fame among his own People that his book would be widely copied and read. Or perhaps he never returned to publish his book, Tam idly theorized, until a chilling realization came to him: If he had never published, then there was no other copy. The book, in spite of the spidery handwriting, did not look like it had been compiled on the road - but then, this Zadal-Ihrno would have had enough time to copy his own journal in a neater form if he had stayed here and shared the hospitality of the Nephilim, as the journal stated. He weighed the dark-red volume in his hand excitedly, suddenly realizing its significance if it was the only copy of its kind and it had never made it back to the Vahnatai. He had read only part of it, so far. The writer appeared to have set out from Khelnai - a town Tam had never heard of, either because it was so far from the lands he was familiar with, or because the book was old enough that the town had ceased to exist long before he was born, though that was unlikely given the lifespan of the Vahnatai - travelled the length and breadth of the lands, climbed the great mountains of Rathmor, traversed the Swamps of Gloom, even circled the whole continent by ship, and met many races and many beasts that he could converse with. Flipping on to the final part of the journal***, Tam came upon the entries where Zadal described his encounter with the Nephilim, and his time among them. The text had stunningly vivid and accurate descriptions of the appearance and culture of the cat race - including a richness in illustration that betrayed the curious traveller as at least as much an artist as a sage - even as it had of the earlier creatures Zadal had encountered. Some of the knowledge that Zadal imparted, Tam could already confirm, but his complete isolation from any of the Nephilim save for Mh'repha had restricted him from learning many things, such that the book proved very informative. Given that Zadal had evidently written this among the Nephilim, and in a language they could read, it was almost certain to be correct to the finest detail. However, the entries ceased soon after that - a total time period of perhaps three years among the Nephilim race were documented, and the text ended with many blank pages left over. This strengthened Tam in his suspicion that the book had never made it back to the Vahnatai - surely a later copy, bound according to length - would not leave blank pages at the end. He shuddering briefly with the implication: One of the few, possibly the only Vahnatai who had yet met the Nephilim had been unable to publish his discoveries. What if it had turned out another way? If Zadal had returned home to tell the tale, would the races now know of each other's existence? What would the consequences have been - would they now be living in peace and brotherhood, trading goods and knowledge? Would either of the races have been unable to overcome its natural feelings of superiority, resulting in long, bitter warfare? And what of Zadal-Ihrno himself: As Tam considered the possibilities of an encounter of the two civilizations, he wondered if Zadal had had the same reservations. Had he deliberately not brought his journal home to publicize it - or had he even declined to return home at all? Tam had the feeling that Mh'repha could not answer these questions if he asked her; perhaps none of the Nephilim could. Closing the book, he put it back into the shelf, next to the green one in the Nephilim tongue that he had removed a while earlier. Yawning wildly, he noticed that his reading had tired him out once again, and he sank back in the comfort of his bed, sleeping within seconds. * * * Notes: *Hahaha. **assorted, diverse. I like smart words. ***If I lack words and plot any time soon, I'll just write a few sample entries to be quoted in there... ^_^ -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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quote:That's a desperate line of defense, really. -- Personally, I liked all of the Exile/Avernum games, and before I bought BoE, I never thought that they could be surpassed by the works of fans. As a note, I am 18, started playing the games at 12-13, and they were the second RPG of their kind that I ever played (the first one remains Albion). I didn't have much to compare to. As a matter of fact, I started playing them long before I read the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings, and actually got to know the genre "Fantasy". I didn't have much to compare to. -- Something that simultaneously irritates and attracts me about the games is the dearth of background about the world. Like Alorael I put a lot of importance on this "world" stuff, and the fact that it is so difficult to find out more about the world through the game gives it an almost Myst-like appeal. Still, the BoE scenarios rock. Exile is a rich world, but it only comes to life once you start playing the fan-made games. It's like suddenly straying off the beaten path in a world and discover a whole new aspect about its history, its geography, and so on. -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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They were asked at least twice, technically. Once when the FAQ was compiled, and again when it was reposted here. -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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quote:LotR has mithril, unless I'm tired out of my skull. :P It's derived from one of those languages (Quenya or Sindarin) where mith means silver and ril means bright. I think. Unfortunately I don't have the book on hand. But my copy of the Hobbit has mithril, at least, and Tolkien is pretty consistent with names. I think. Edit: Forgot I have an electronic version. quote:Actually, this is probably the writing style I should go for in the Nano novel. I'll have completed the wordcount limit in no time at all. [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 13:10: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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It is not. In the Exile games, the metal is consistently called mithral, and that's why I called it that. I am so tired that I slipped to the LotR spelling a few times, probably. There are some worse errors in there, probably. Watch the weather and the season for consistency, I tend to slip with that a lot. In fact, you will notice I tend to recap the time frame very often, repeating how many weeks and days have passed since everything. That's not to bloat the wordcount; it's to remind myself so I don't forget. :P [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 12:36: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia • Archives • Members • RSS [Topic / Forum] • Blog • Polaris • NaNoWriMo Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. I have a love of woodwind instruments. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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Yes, apparently so. Ironically, the for loop is perfectly suited for this situation. It's the five if-clauses instead of the single "dostuff(i)" that make the whole thing so ridiculous. -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 11:51
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Wasn't the Hubble telescope built with a design error because of the billion/million thing? Or was it a conversion error from centimeters to inches? quote:Milliard in place of a million? Here it's used for a thousand millions, or a billion. Apparently, you really are better off with arabic numerals at that point. Unfortunately, the idea was to program a Java function that takes any number up to 9999 and write it out in words, in German and English. A homework assigned to the first year students in the Java course. Don't ask why it's such a senseless thing, I don't assign the homework, I just help correct it. You don't really know pain and confusion until you have tried to make sense of a beginner's coding efforts. >_< Thus, pause in wonder at this masterpiece - simplified, it was a bit more complex, but roughly similar in concept: [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 11:54: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 10:05
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I believe Thin Air is referring to a larger time scale of, say, a few centuries give or take. Since languages evolve pretty much at random, and this process has only been slowed, but not halted, by the invention of printing, "thou wouldst" probably see a lot of differences in the English of several centuries ago as opposed to now. :P -- The only time I learned English according to precise rules was in sixth grade, and that was British English. Since then, I've learnt it mostly by using/reading it, especially on the internet, which is known for its high population of illiterates. And other people who've learnt English the same way as I have, and write accordingly. :P -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 08:30
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Need a bit of help with writing out numbers. Or rather, I need to confirm some assumptions I'm making while correcting someone's use of English, meaning that not only do I run the risk of using something wrongly, but I also run the risk of claiming something to be wrong where no rule actually exists. 1. English being non-agglutinative, it follows that while "one hundred" is correct, "onehundred" is not. Right? 2. "One hundred and one". Is the "and" essential? I've seen "one hundred one" and "one hundred and one" being used equally often, but I'm more used to seeing the latter. Are there any circumstances under which the "and" is actually incorrect - say, "one thousand and two hundred"? 3. Can "hundred" (and other such words) be used without an indefinite article ("a hundred") or a number word ("one hundred")? Under what circumstances can the indefinite article be used - can you say "a thousand two hundred", or is it "one thousand two hundred"? One thousand five hundred sixty-two thanks! :) [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 08:30: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 07:14
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quote:The means are so evil they almost justify the ends all by themselves. Delicious irony. :P [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 07:15: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, November 22 2005 07:02
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Ouch. It appears that with Falling Stars, I'm far outside my knowledge of the scenario canon. It's neither set in Ermarian, nor is it part of *i's Arc. An Alcritas work, rather. I really had it mixed up with At the Gallows. Gah, I really should play BoE some more. [ Tuesday, November 22, 2005 07:03: Message edited by: NaNoWriMo ] -------------------- Encyclopaedia Ermariana • Forum Archives • Forum Statistics • RSS [Topic / Forum] My Blog • Polaris • I eat novels for breakfast. Polaris is dead, long live Polaris. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair. Posts: 8752 | Registered: Wednesday, May 14 2003 07:00 |