[Elizabeth 'Pickles' Martin]

This squad is in shambles, while the rest of the Army seems to be reforming and recovering nicely, we are yet to establish a base form of the Arcanist Squad. I know there are more of you hiding out there in the woodwork, or have your noses stuck in books! It's time to leave those dusty old tomes on their shelves and get back into action!

All those squaded and non-squaded Arcanists out there, make your mark below, include your name, rank, contact information, and current status, Active/Inactive/Retired, ect. As so:

Elizabeth 'Pickles' Martin - Regular Arcanist, Active.
Pigeon Cage: Discord, Pickles#1930

For all those non-squaded Arcanists, interested, or generally curious, please leave your information as well. Those at Junior and above, whom seem to fit well in the Squad may be issued Trials upon request. I shall be handling the background running, and reformation of the Squad, issuing trials, ect. Until such time a suitable Officer is found. Please feel free to forward any questions or concerns to me.

*Signed*
Elizabeth 'Pickles' Martin
Regular Arcanist.

[Arcanist Roster.]

-Ting, ting, ting.- Rattled through the night, the light jingle jangle of an overly colorful, omnipresent, Jester hat announced the movement's of Cove's brightest and happiest Arcanist. A cool wind rustled through the trees, on an already dank, rainy night, it wasn't a pleasant addition. A shiver of the spine, minuscule hairs standing on end on the back of the woman's neck. Something was telling her to turn. Turn left? Why would she turn left? She wasn't heading toward Altmere. There was nothing left on the coast but the old Arcanist tower.

But she did as her gut demanded, she turned left, following her way up the coast line until she saw the sad 'structure' of the long abandoned Arcanist Tower. It was a sad sight, almost unbearable. The foundation crumbling, wood rotting, vines creeping over every surface. Termites having a feast upon the floor boards. Mother nature was reclaiming it's land, day by day, the legacy of Covian Magic, and untold knowledge rotting into mulch.

The Shadow clad woman marched forward, Mud brown boots splashing into murky puddles. A hesitant step upwards, climbing the step up toward the front door of what she once called home. -Creeeeaaaakkk!- The straining timbers barely holding the weight of the lithe woman. A shaky hand took hold of the handle at the front door. -Tug, Tug, Yank!- The off kilter door, half wedged in it's frame finally broke free. The final, rusty nail holding hinges to rotten wood breaking free. The weight of the door nearly dragging the little woman off her feet. "Bugger me!" came the angered squeal of the green haired lady.

Stepping inside was no better than then inspection from the exterior. The fetid smell of mold, and rotting wood ravishes her senses, nearly bringing the woman to a coughing fit. Tying a bandanna around her nose and mouth she ventured forth. Coming to her old desk, she paused a moment. Was it truly hers anymore? Was it Bersi's Was it Ilyana's? A heavy sigh rumbled through her chest as she circled around the dusty desk, settling into a waterlogged chair. It too groaned under her meager weight. The dampness seeping into her kilt.

Her brow furrowed as she propped her elbow against the desk, using it as a stand for her chin. "I thought Abigail saved this place.. vanished it, using the Blackrock." She clucked her tongue lightly and gave a little shake of her head. "It would take three, at least, for that spell to have a permanence. It probably dissipated after a few years..." The ex-officer commented to herself.

A tome lay in front of her, water logged and rotten. A shaky hand reaching out and slowly opening it. The first half of the tome's pages fused together in a pulpy mess. It opened to the center, a page reading: Arcanist Roster. That same shaky hand reaches up and pulled her omnipresent jester hat off. -Ting, gling, ting!- It rattled, as she used it to scrub her face before tossing it across the acrid room.  The following page read:

Ilyana - Deceased.
Bersi - Missing in action, presumed dead.
Celuvian Haap - Missing in action, presumed dead.
Kas Valentine - Missing in action, presumed dead.
Jack Sinist - Missing in action, presumed dead.
Mercy - Active.
Abigail Keres - Active.
Thomas Aylamer - Active.

New water stains began to appear on the page below her. It wasn't the missing shingles blown off from the hurricane, it was from her. Teardrop raining down on the all ready water soaked page. "I failed them, I abandoned them!' The woman exclaimed to no one. A fierce swipe of the hand sent tomes, scrolls, and herbs flying. Her head crashed down to the stone table, her shoulder slumping. A quiet sob rang out for a mere moment. She lifted her head, snatched her Jester hat up and bellowed to the wilds "Never again!"

I work Tuesday-Saturday, mornings/days. Generally I miss Primetime by about an hour. Sundays and Mondays work best for me.

Tom Servo!

Erh, I mean, Pickles.

I'm on the Discord.

Attempting account recovery... Apparently my 15 year old email address is no longer accessible. Inconceivable!

Happy (belated) St. Valentine's day, my true loves. Btw. I'm the last post on the forums.

Huh, cool. Go for it.

I just got the unfortunate news that our friend Kal Shadowhand passed away last Thursday. I haven't got many details, but there is talk about a memorial service IG. I hope that BoC can show some support for him once those details are set.

More details, and information about a possible memorial service can be found here:
http://www.uoforums.com/topic/53891-europa-have-lost-another-good-roleplayer/

For those who would like to show up to the memorial but don't have an active account, a trial can be easily set up here:
https://accounts.eamythic.com/uo/trial

All our love and support go out to Kal and his family.

-Pickles

So, looks like Lord British is working on a new sandbox RPG, and has most of the funding needed from kickstarter, ect. Look like it is suppose to be as close to Ultima Online that it can be, without breaking any copyright laws. Beta is expected around Decemeber 2013. From what I've dug up, it looks very promising.

https://www.shroudoftheavatar.com/

When you sign up for the EA account make sure you use the email account that you used for your UO account. Then, when you go to Link Account it should automatically come up with a list of accounts used with that email. and you can activate from there.

I saw Disturbed, KoRn, Sevendust, and In This Moment live! Best show ever. <3

[Religious Pilgrimage]

Religious Pilgrimage

Led By:
Thomas Harwick - Templar

Attending:
Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin - Officer Cadet
Sergio Jarret - Regular Scout
Cal'ain - Watchman
Marcus Kobra - Wandering Meatshield

After complete his Mass concerning the origins of the Orcs, Father Harwick led us on a pilgrimage to the Ankh Dungeon to pray for guidance to The Higher Being. We met light resistance as we travelled from the Humility Gate to the dungeon. Once inside we were attacked by hordes of undead, but we were able to quickly dispatch them and reach the center room, where we defended the Templar from a constant brrage of Skeletal Knights, and Lich while he made his desperate call to The Higher Being, asking for guidance and assistance with our constat struggle with the Orc population in Cove.



After completing his prayer, we quickly returned to Cove and disbanded. We can only hope that The Higher Being heard our call and will answer in ou desperate time.

*Signed*
Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin
Officer Cadet

What do you do when you log into the middle of a house plot?!

That is insanely cute. Almost made me cry

[Leading]

Leading
Ilyana Drachen - Arcanist Corporal (donated 2000)

Attending:
Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin - Officer Cadet (donated 2000)
Jassi Cowin - Junior Guardsman (donated 2000)
Atrus - Watchman (donated 2000)

Corporal Drachen decided to try and find herself some more trophies so we went off to the Blood Dungeon in Ilshenar. We were quickly gathered at Spirituality, but we were attacked by hordes of Bane aligned army members, with powerful hell hounds. After a bit of struggling and fighting we were able to rally again and pass the warriors.

When we finally made it into the dungeon, we ran into a Barlon rather quickly, but we were not as prepared as we expected, Atrus, Jasi and I all fell but, Ilyana was able to take down the first Barlon and get us to our feet. After a bit of a speach about teamwork and skirmishing we faced another seven or more Balrons, expecting to see a Golden one, but one never showed. We all fell once or twice throughout the battling, but we all survived to the end, thanks to teamwork when it really matters. I am thinking we need a little more work on skirmishing, and a little closer and faster healing, but other then that, we did a good job.

*Signed*
Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin
Officer Cadet