HLK Aedile Report 9/8/05

Hello My Brethren. Congratulations to HLK as the First House of Sadow.

I appreciate all your hard work. bows As our esteemed Quaestor Bob has covered the statistics nicely, I won't address that here. However, Sanjuro has requested the right to begin his Knight trials. Woot!

The Obelisk Rite of supremacy is upon us all. Naga Sadow is

not dominating yet as we should be, so we must all get busy. Those of you who cannot play MP games, may write a fiction piece. I did. Now get busy. Note that you may be dropped to Rogue status if you don't contribute somehow, as HLK and CNS are not places for idlers. Don't make me get my interrogation droids out.

If you have any needs or concerns, I am here to help lighten Bob's workload in regards to the everyday stuff. If you need to add someone to your battleteam, wish to get in or out of one, or need help or information I am here for you. Contact me via email or catch me on IRC.You may also contact Malisane, our Asssistant HLK Envoy as well and he can help you out too.

He's a good dude.

Also, check your signatures on the MB please. The guidelines are set at:

"Signature guidelines were set at either seven lines of text, or a signature image with one line of text; image size limit on that is 500 (width) x 100 (height)."

If it's too big fix it.

As you may notice, I have changed my last name. This is due to the offer of Family status with my Master, an honor which I did not think I could have. I stand corrected. In regards to those of you who bear my surname Goura, I still consider you family and you may retain it if you wish as I am an adopted Keibatsu.

And finally. If someone goads you on IRC, politely ignore them please. Thank you.

Other than that, I am pretty pleased with all the BT leaders right now. Thanks to Dessan for stepping up to the plate and taking control of Iron Fist.

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Aedile fiction:

“Yes, My Master,” spoke Macron as he bowed. He had just returned from another foray into the depths of space, this time to the tomb world of Korriban itself. The ancient runes he had perused and copied hinted at a magnum of power within the manipulation of genetics and life. His last experiment had been a rousing success, allowing him to create his first Sith spawn mutation. The Knight sought ancient knowledge like some people sought drugs.

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“Sure,” the Quaestor said as he drew his Kunisaida blade with a singing note of sharp steel. “Give me your hand, Macron” He slashed a cut across the outstretched palm of the Knight as Macron bit his lip. It was so sharp that he didn’t feel the pain immediately.

He wondered what the hell was going on here.

Manji then stroked the blade across his own palm, and reached out to clasp the hand of the Sith in a crushing grip. “You have no Keibatsu blood of your own. Now you do. I adopt you, as my son in the name of Keibatsu. You shall be called…. Mononoke.

A Mononoke is an evil spirit that lives in things such as tools and places. It enjoys causing mischief and suffering, as well as death. That suits you well, alchemist.

Since you are adopted, you must retain your own last name as well as adding mine. Now get to work Warrior.”

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SW Mononoke "Macron" Keibatsu-Goura

Aedile of House Ludo Kressh

Envoy of House Ludo Kressh

Instructor, Dark Jedi Meditation

Sith Alchemist

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