MERCEDES-LACKEY Digest 1488

Topics covered in this issue include:

  1) Re:  Friendship Ring...and more....
	by Ambyrglow-+AT+-aol.com
  2) Re: BRAID: CHOOSING + GENETICS
	by "John E Morris" <JEATONM-+AT+-prodigy.net>
  3) Story/My part of the Story
	by "Andi WindDancer" <dancer_of_wind-+AT+-hotmail.com>
  4) Braid - RP
	by Carson Grey Bloomberg <cgb5-+AT+-cornell.edu>
  5) Re: Channeling, and focus stones
	by dprono-+AT+-planet.eon.net
  6) Re: BRAID: CHOOSING + GENETICS
	by Shadowdancer <smartin-+AT+-ultiweb.com>
  7) Friendship Ring
	by Femmy Syahrani <femmy-+AT+-melsa.net.id>
  8) Re: [mistylist] Channeling, and focus stones
	by Clare Fiander <cf-+AT+-leightons.demon.co.uk>
  9) Re: Friendship Ring
	by "Angie" <heraldtg-+AT+-mbox3.singnet.com.sg>
 10) Re: Friendship Ring/Fire Rose question
	by brianben-+AT+-worldnet.att.net
 11) Friendship Ring - Reply
	by Barbara Slater <slaterb-+AT+-smtpgw2.musc.edu>
 12) Re: The Learth/Krebain thing
	by "Arlene O'Connor" <ariana_-+AT+-hotmail.com>
 13) Re: Friendship Ring/Fire Rose question
	by Kenneth Allen Hyde <kenny-+AT+-UDel.Edu>
 14) Friendship Ring and Truth
	by "marty l. adkins" <adkinslawfirm-+AT+-mindspring.com>
 15) Re: Fire Rose question
	by Marie Bao <myre-+AT+-uclink4.berkeley.edu>
 16) unsubscribing
	by "maydela" <maydela-+AT+-u.washington.edu>
 17) Re: On-going story list (Fluff)
	by "Fallenangel" <rlweidem-+AT+-alpha.delta.edu>

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Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 22:41:28 EST
From: Ambyrglow-+AT+-aol.com
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re:  Friendship Ring...and more....
Message-ID: <607d7352.34e11dea-+AT+-aol.com>

((Bout time I entered this, I guess.))
Seashimmer entered the hall, or rather palace, since it seemed to contain more
rooms than she'd ever seen, even in House Sovyn.  There were also more people
here than she'd ever seen before.  Wondering where she was, she began weaving
though the crowd, looking for something.  At last her search payed off, as she
approached the refreshment stand.  She poured herself a glass of wine,
admiring the color, and selected a truffle from the plate- chocolate, of
course.  A small bite proved that it was flavored with mint.  She wandered off
again, following the sound of music, until she found the dance floor.  She
choose a chair, shaded with potted plants, and sat down to watch the dancing
and ponder how she had come here.

^*^Claire
A member of the PWRTWABSSFTHA, and
Seashimmer Cowrie, 
visiting from Elanthia

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Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 23:12:27 -0500
From: "John E Morris" <JEATONM-+AT+-prodigy.net>
To: <mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk>
Subject: Re: BRAID: CHOOSING + GENETICS
Message-ID: <01bd36a3$439d66c0$72109cd1-+AT+-default>


>Q3: Companions all chose the same sort of people, those who are level
headed, have committed no crime and who are patient and self-sacrificing (

Hey hey, Committed no crime?  So where did Skiff get all of those illicit
skills of his, hmmm?

JM


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Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 20:24:10 PST
From: "Andi WindDancer" <dancer_of_wind-+AT+-hotmail.com>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Story/My part of the Story
Message-ID: <19980211042410.3997.qmail-+AT+-hotmail.com>

Heyla guys...
   Well, I love the story idea, and I have all the ones that have been 
posted... I think... I almost never delete mail...
    I love the rollplaying idea ( <raises hand, points to self> one of 
the paltry few who have been interested but never done it) , but I am 
not sure whether it should be rollplaying in Velgarth.  Seems like 
something the almighty lawers of MIST might not approve of. <bows to 
said lawyers>  MY humble opinion is to keep this confined to the halls 
of MIST which contains a sort of portal that one can look through but 
not go through to Velgarth.  <happy lawyers, happy lawyers...>

BIG QUESTION->  Can anyone let me know what the spinoffs of this list 
are?  Someone (a councellor, i think) mentioned them and they sound very 
interesting.  Please, please, please let me know!!!  <opens her closet, 
fluff comes pouring out>  I love fluff!!!  (e-mail me privately if you 
need to)  dancer_of_wind-+AT+-hotmail.com

Here I go, adding my part to the next segment of the story...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The small fairy wakes up from her peaceful doze, sending her sheep to 
frolic in the garden nearby.  She walks into the crowd, usually 
unnoticed because of her size (she stands chest-tall to most normal 
sized people), and makes her way over to the food table.  She dodges 
many wolves and other animals trying to get to the meat, and she reaches 
up for a piece of steak for a hungry-looking wolf who cannot reach the 
table.  The wolf grabs it and looks grateful as she smilingly shoos it 
away.  She reaches for the blocks of chocolate laid out on the table, 
and takes it in her hand (of course it doesnt melt...this is the Hall of 
Mist after all!!! ).  She closes her eyes and the silver spirals on her 
gown begin to shimmer.  The block of Chocolate is transformed into a 
delicately formed rose (fully edible, of course).  She offers this as 
her own gift to all who are in the room, various Lords and Ladys, 
Goddesses of Music , Minstrels, Gracious Councellors, Patrons of Fluff, 
Warriors, Trolls, Mages, Healers, Wolves, Bondanimals, even the Lurkers 
in the shadows (those who are anonymous and known).  (If I forgot 
anyone, please feel free to hit me over the head with a 2x4 <g>).  After 
this display of subtle magic she sits down to munch on her Sushi to 
replentish her energy. (I love sushi. I'm having sushi, sushi, sushi, 
spam, sushi...) 
Just as she was finishing, she noticed a small commotion in the center 
of the room...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Well, keep me posted on the status of what ever happens with the story 
thing, I really enjoy reading them!!!!      
   
      Wind to thy wings and chocolate roses to everyone,

      Andi
Nature is not mute. It eternally repeats the same notes which reach us from afar, muffeled, with neither harmony or melody...It is up to us to strike the chords, to write the score, to bring forth the symphony, to give the sounds a form that, without us, they would not have.
-Francois Jacob "The Statue Within"

Rosencrantz: Because even though the four points of the compass
             There is only one direction
             And time is it's only measure...
-Tom Stoppard "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead"
______________________________________________________
Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com

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Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 23:30:23 -0500
From: Carson Grey Bloomberg <cgb5-+AT+-cornell.edu>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Braid - RP
Message-ID: <v03102806b106b3ba199a-+AT+-[132.236.121.176]>

Rainbow writes:
>What is the difference between Roleplaying, and what we are doing
>already? please can SOMEONE explain this,

Okay, there has already been a response to this, but here's my two bits:
Well, role-playing is a more real-time activity, as opposed to what we're
doing which kinda feels like writing our own fan-fiction story, or closer
to fanfic than real-time RP is. Instead of each person just doing page-long
posts of stuff they do, real-time RP goes more along the lines of this
(please indulge me as my RP lust goes hog-wild for a moment):

Isobelle enters into the hall, her long gown of pure blue silk shimmering
and floating all about her like water as she blends in to mingle with some
of her friends.

"Oh, Issy!" A shrill, high-pitched, feminine, and incredibly annoying voice
calls out above the low murmur of the crowds as a very round woman dressed
in a loud neon pink dress (cut just a wee bit too tight for her ample
figure) squirms through the people in front of her towars the general
direction of the lady in blue, jostling an unfortunate waiter carrying a
tray of h'ordeurves.

Isobelle tries really hard to ignore the Countess Twinkie Fluffenutter,
staying just out of reach.

Countess Fluffenutter steps in front of Isobelle. "Well, hey there, honey,
where you goin' off to so fast? I've got a *fabulous* gentleman I want to
introduce you to. Wilbur? Wilbur? Now where did that boy run off to?" The
Countess links arms with Jancine, dragging her off around the hall.

Isobelle smiles very faintly, already dreading the evening to come...

*****

Okay, so that's just my opinion and my view of it. More interactive. Now,
admittedly, I bet Vanyel would throw a fit if we all just post two-line
poses, waiting for replies from other players before posting more, so in
this form I guess it's more common to pose long poses at once (not too
difficult for me - my trouble is being concise, as you can tell with the
size of this post...). Somebody please email me and let me know if I start
getting too preachy/overstepping my bounds... And I just want to say that I
concur with Cennydd in what he said about not posing stuff other people do
without checking with them. It's a common complaint among some players in
real-time RP, at least.

>and also what were 'the mage
>wars' that got thrown off that Cenndyn is talking about?

The Mage Wars, from what I found out on the web page, is an RP-based list,
where everyone has characters and basically the majority is like what goes
on with this Friendship Ring plotline we've got going. Check out this link:
http://www.sidwell.edu/~rholsen/magewar/archives.html
It's the archives and there's an FAQ there, as well.

Aerden writes:
>I fell into the trap myself--mentioned Aerden's
>firelizard.  I won't do that again.

Well, but firelizards are Pernese, and Anne McCaffrey allows lots of
role-playing games centered around Pern. I don't see why she wouldn't allow
fanfic if she allows MOOs, MUDs, MUSHs, etc. Ooooh...Can I bring my dragon
on the list? ;> Naw, it's not Misty-ish at all, really.

<<But, but, I wanna play, too!>>
>>Sorry, Xya, you're going to have to stay on HT.<<
<<Aw...>>
>>Besides, you're how big? 32 meters?<<
<<Yup! *big draconic grin*>>
>>I don't think you'd fit.<<
<<Aw... :( But I wanna play!>>
>>You're not a Companion, you're a lazy lump of dragonflesh.<<
<<I'm a bondbird!>>
>>*snort*<<

Danielle writes:
>Since we are allowed to get Herald, Talaydras, Healer, and Bard persona's
>via Queen's own, complete with a companion/bondbird, why would we be able
>to use those on the list within our own world?

I got the impression that only those with characters through Queen's Own
could play them on the list, and they still can't play them in Velgarth...

folkie-+AT+-usa.net writes:
>Well...that depends...we *could* set up an online, realtime location on
>the internet to roleplay if this gets big enough...and about the
>copywright issues...I have no idea...

My only fear with this is that, well, most of us don't really get on at the
same time, and with people from California to London, we're all in
different time zones and we'd never get together to actually play. And the
copyright issues have been dicussed in other posts by people with more
knowledge in that area than I, so I'll just nod, smile, and agree with
them. :)

Okay, time for Carson to go write that paper on language in 1984 and its
importance to the government that I've been putting off for a couple hours.
I swear, this list is fun, but it takes up so much of my time to write
replies.

<<You spent your time writing and rewriting Isobelle and Countess Twinkie...>>
>>Well, yeah, but, but, that's important, for the sake of example! Really!<<
<<You're spending even long just translating for me...>>
>>*sigh* Fine, then. Oooh, look! More posts!<<
<<No, wait until the weekend!>>
>>Pleeeeaaaasse?<<
<<Not until that paper is at least started!>>
>>Oh, okay.<< *Pbthththth!*
<<I heard that.>>
>>Good. ;)<<
<<Twit.>>
>>Lump.<<

Okay, sorry about the length of this. I get carried away quite often...
<<No kidding...>>
>>Hush!<<

-Carson, minstrel/CS.geek and Sylke, rider of brown-lump Xyalanth
ska Silence de Cherbourg, Trouvere



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Date: 	Tue, 10 Feb 1998 21:54:57
From: dprono-+AT+-planet.eon.net
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: Channeling, and focus stones
Message-ID: <3.0.3.16.19980210215457.0847a752-+AT+-planet.eon.net>

Heyla!!
	Once again, the Lady of the Water-Borne dares to enter the never ending
fray. Hold on to your bathing caps!! ;)

>   sorry just had to unlurk myself...im a pending Herald-Mage right now
>and am filing for rights to use my characters...how's that? 

	*Gets out her bucket and drenches Jeanne Riverwolf with a well placed
toss.* Humm... I seem to be getting rather good at this... ;) Welcome to
the List Jeanne! Please tell all about getting onto QO; I'll apply too once
the Canadian $ gets a bit worthier. Would you like a towel? *Looks innocent*
Lani wrote:

>both of 
>these authors talk about energy channels in the body that
>seem to parallel the structure of the central nervous system,
>but are used to carry something that seems to be other than
>neurobiochemical energy packets.  It also seems to be similar
>the Chinese concept of 'chi', with the energyflow being routed
>along certain meridians of the body 

	This also sounds quite a bit like the concept of Reiki. This may be 'chi'
too - I am painfully ignorant in some areas. While I am not a Reiki
'do-er', I have had it done to me many a time. It's sort of an 'electric
feild' around your body - hard to discribe to those that haven't had the
experiance. It's strongest around your chest and head, and for ME (I dunno
about others) my hands and feet. When you are sore or have pulled a muscle
(as a dancer, I have done that many a time too!) your energy feild gets
'stronger' in that area. I sense it as an increase in heat or 'pingles'
where the Reiki person's hands are. But I don't think that that was quite
what you were trying to say. I'm going along more the lines of an aura
here, I guess. Sort of a mini-envelope of heat/energy that folds around you.

>Whoa...neat stuff, huh?

	You betcha!! I love this stuff, even if I dont understand 1\2 of it. But
then again, live and learn, eh? ;) Thios also applies to the genetics stuff
- I still don't understand a good half, but hey! I'm trying to learn.

<snip>
>Maybe the genetics of magic influence which colors 
>of magic you can see and use?

	IIRC, Misty often discribes Healer's magic as a 'golden green tide' and
although I don't have any LHM books (YET) IIRC he is discribed by Jisa as
sort of a 'bluey green'

>Here's another question - what is the purpose of 
>the focus stones mentioned in LHM? IIRC, Van
>and Sayvil talk, at one point, about their focus 
>stones and how they each use something different.

	Focus stones are used to help a person slip into a trance by narrowing
their awareness, sort of like hypnotism. (you can hypnotise people with
just about anything, if you know how) They also, IIRC, (I see to be saying
that alot today...) help to focus and concintrate magical energy - *bites
her lip and slaps her forehead lightly to hopefully jog her memory. didn't
work* er.... the heroine in Elvenbane\Elvenblood. She taught the students
at the.... underground colligum to use the focus stones from that previous
dragon's hoard , and thereby either concintrated their magic (like
concintrating light through a magnifying glass) or to increase their magic.
I really have to re-read that. Anyone with a better memory than mine care
to take a stab at that?? 


	Yvonne Shadowshape, bonded to Chiti, Chosen by Korla
	Goddess of Kelpies, Selkies, and the other Water-Borne
	Knight of Fluff

*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&* 

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
	"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad.
You're mad."
	"How do you know that I'm mad?" said Alice.
	"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

			-Lewis Carroll 'Alice in Wonderland'



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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 00:07:36 -0500
From: Shadowdancer <smartin-+AT+-ultiweb.com>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: BRAID: CHOOSING + GENETICS
Message-ID: <199802110510.AAA28178-+AT+-piedmont.net>

John E Morris Wrote:
>
>>Q3: Companions all chose the same sort of people, those who are level
>headed, have committed no crime and who are patient and self-sacrificing (
>
>Hey hey, Committed no crime?  So where did Skiff get all of those illicit
>skills of his, hmmm?
>
>JM
> 


Let's not forget Donni.  She was an apprentice theif before she was chosen.
(See LHM  Magics Pawn)


       Wind to thy Wings 
               & 
Never give up on the Dance of Life 

          Shadowdancer

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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 14:12:26 +0700
From: Femmy Syahrani <femmy-+AT+-melsa.net.id>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Friendship Ring
Message-ID: <3.0.1.32.19980211141226.00699eec-+AT+-mail.melsa.net.id>

With sword in hand, the Warrior enters the Hall of MIST quietly.  She
manages to slip in without anyone notices. In the center of the Hall, the
Mage of Green Silences is starting a speech. Suddenly he gestures and a
ring appears before him. The Warrior almost gasps in surprise. She has
heard the magic in this land is different from where she comes from, but
conjuring things seemingly from thin air is just breathtaking. *I wonder if
I could get someone to teach me this magic.*

The Mage presents the Ring to Lady Niki received the Ring. By the look of
her face and the glow in her eyes, the Warrior concludes that the magic in
the Ring is working.

*A very nice gesture*, she thinks to herself.  She hopes that one day she
would receive the ring and then she can pass it to someone else.

After the ceremony, people start to drift and converse among themselves.
The Warrior thinks, maybe she should join them, but she's shy. She has
spoken up a few times, but she is not ready yet to open herself to this group.

Suddenly bubbles float in the hall, one bubble for every one of them. The
Warrior heightens her magic senses to determine if the bubble approaching
her carries good or bad intent. She finds it only brings goodness so she
lets it drift to her lips and when it touches them, she can taste something
that she doesn't recognize. Sweet and gooey. She loves it!

Looking around, everybody seems to taste different things, and they all
look to be having fun. She can feel the warmth and friendship among them.

Yes, she's going to like it here.

*********************************

Just my two cents ... 80 rupiahs!

Haven't found a name for the Warrior yet.

Femmy


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Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 21:46:42 +0000
From: Clare Fiander <cf-+AT+-leightons.demon.co.uk>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: [mistylist] Channeling, and focus stones
Message-ID: <5mXMnFACrM40IwVc-+AT+-leightons.demon.co.uk>

>Does it seem to y'all as if the different channels Misty
>talks about with regards to mindmagic and realmagic
>sound like the different colors of a rainbow, each 
>capable of carrying a different 'frequency' of magic?
>Maybe the genetics of magic influence which colors 
>of magic you can see and use?
>
>Here's another question - what is the purpose of 
>the focus stones mentioned in LHM? IIRC, Van
>and Sayvil talk, at one point, about their focus 
>stones and how they each use something different.
>
>Now, I don't remember reading anything about
>Ma'ar or Urtho using focus stones, and Hulda
>and Kethry seem to be able to function quite
>adequately as Adepts without them. So...
>where do the focus stones come in?
>
I like the frequency idea - it COULD be right...as I said before
Darkwind's channels were REOPENED by Need in WoFate, so maybe the
connection came loose....
The focus stones aplify the mages natural power, Van thanked Stefen
because it meant that he didn't have to use as much effort when using
his gifts...

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Uh...English please if Possible.....

Oh yes Sayvil was the re-incarnation of SAVIL, Van never knew SaYvil....

I love these stories....but can we move into the dining room....
________________________________________________________________________
Rainbow & Stareagle Jarc & Tigerhawk Maa'rok

'And still the forest of the North guards Valdemar from harm-
For Vanyel's dying curse is stronger far than mortal arm.
And every year the Chosen come, despite the old advice-
"All those who would be Magic's Pride must then pay Magic's Price" '
 
~Magic's Price Written by Stefen
Magic's Price

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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 19:52:23 +0800
From: "Angie" <heraldtg-+AT+-mbox3.singnet.com.sg>
To: <mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk>
Subject: Re: Friendship Ring
Message-ID: <01bd36e3$83a44960$0100007f-+AT+-localhost>

On with the Story.... ;)
*********

Shadowblade finally spots a friend or two in the dancing crowd. Stepping
forward with a swirl of her black robe and a "clink" of her blade knocking
off her mail (as in chain) under her full robes, she began making her way
towards Sorana.
Giggle bubbles swirled around the air, slowly popping as people bit into the
bubbles. Slight giggles fill the room as the bubbles take effect. She smiles
to herself. _Better blow more..._ Lifting her palm, she blew on it and
glowing bubbles floated around the hall.
_An odd property of bubbles. They take on any flavour_ Blade remembers the
first time she tasted one..._hmm, It reminded me of peppermint..._
More giggles erupted around her, just as a small fairy stepped up to her and
offered her an edible rose. Blade willingly took the Rose but refused to eat
it. Casting a preservation spell on the Rose, Blade kept the Rose as a
"souvenir". The Fairy smiled and moved away. Blade yelled her thanx...
She joined the dancing crowd. Looking for the DJ of the place she finds that
there is not a single DJ booth anywhere. _Hmm, a touch of modernization?_
Conjuring up a hi fi-set, and two amps, Blade settled in and blasted "I'll
be there for you" by Solid Harmonie into the (so far) formal setting. Giggle
bubbles glow with coloured lights (that are entirely edible). _Hope they
don't mind some music..._ Blade looks around for the Goddess of Song and
Music, who so long ago presented her with the magic arrows that are still on
her person, hoping that the Goddess will not be offended.

       ( )         Wind to thy Wings
       ) (         Shadowblade mindmate to Raul
<====+====>  Elven Archer-Mage of Fairgrove >>~~~~~>
       |  |         High Priestess of the Goddess of the Elves and Avatar of
OOPS,
       |  |         NoIsE ApPrENticE!!!!!
       |  |         Grand Dame of The Order of Namers
       |  |         Check out my homepage at ~>
       |  |         http://members.tripod.com/~Shadowblade
       |  |         (self-advertising, gotta hate it! ;))
        \/



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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 10:52:08 -0500
From: brianben-+AT+-worldnet.att.net
To: <mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk>
Subject: Re: Friendship Ring/Fire Rose question
Message-ID: <19980211155326.AAA14032-+AT+-brianben>

I have really enjoyed everyone's contribution to the friendship ring thread
and couldn't resist writing a little of the story myself.

"Finally...I found you!", said the fair haired page as he searches his
pockets for something.  His search was eventually rewarded and he produced
a message written on sea green parchment.  The burnt cinnamon colored
letters proclaimed the invitation "For ShadowWolf".  ShadowWolf recognized
the stationery immediately as belonging  to  the Mage of Green Silences and
thought "What is the Mage up to now?" The page clears his throat reminding
ShadowWolf that he is still standing there.  ShadowWolf tells the boy "It's
good that you found me when you did. I was about to leave the tavern and go
hunting again.  You would have never found me in the woods."  The master
thief buys the boy a  small bag of the sheep shaped novelties that the
tavern-owner has for sale and sends the page on his way. 

ShadowWolf then proceeds to read the message inviting him to the Hall of
Mist for something special.  As he reads the message ShadowWolf wonders at
the perfect calligraphy of the invitation. "Has Cennyyd started using
mechanical means to produce his messages?" ShadowWolf muses. "Not that I
blame him, it would be a daunting task to write invitations to each person
individually on the list."  

<Later at the Hall of Mists>

ShadowWolf arrives a few minutes ahead of the appointed time at the Hall of
Mists. Already there is quite a crowd gathering.  There sitting with the
other councilors of Mist he sees Eleonora and remembers her fondly as one
of the first people to make him feel welcome at these gatherings when he
was still very much a newbie.

And over there by the punch bowl he sees Shadow Blade.  The new High
Priestess of OOPS looks splendid in her formal robes.  Then he sees that
person that's been splashing salt water all over the place. Good...it looks
like Yvonne left her bucket at home today. There are so many friends here
it is hard to think of all their names.

While ShadowWolf is trying to remember names, All attention turns toward
the main entrance. Cennyyd strides into the hall gracefully looking very
regal. Cennyyd announces that he has created a ring of Friendship to bring
all of us closer together.  Then he proceeds to present the ring to Lady
Nikki and places the ring on her finger.  Thunderous applause errupts from
the gathered listsibs and merry-making continues well into the morning
hours.

And now for something completely different...

In the Fire Rose Jason Cameron is partners with Leland Stanford and some
other men in the railroad business.  Leland Stanford was an actual
historical person (founder of Stanford University). IIRC one of the rail
barons in the old west was a recluse.  Was Jason Cameron based on this
person?

ShadowWolf, God of Stupid Chess Moves
Founder of OOPS
Bonded with Wesak -- Tawny Eagle --
"My mind is going...I can feel it" --HAL--

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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 11:51:41 -0500
From: Barbara Slater <slaterb-+AT+-smtpgw2.musc.edu>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Friendship Ring - Reply
Message-ID: <s4e1962a.022-+AT+-smtpgw2.musc.edu>

Quietly, a caped and hooded figure steps into the Halls of Mist.
Pausing inside the ornately carved doors, she sheds her navy-blue
cape off, and hangs it on one of the handy pegs over the drip trays.
'Now *that's* handy!' she thinks. 'Something like that will be 
perfect for my front hall...' She tugs off her low boots and replaces
them with soft dancing slippers pulled from a pocket of her 
burgundy-and-silver gown. She fingerfluffs her short 
mist-curled brown hair, and starts to follow the sound of music 
further into the Hall. A lovely trumpet voluntary catches her 
attention.

Along with many others, she murmurs appreciatively at the 
delectable picture presented by the scrumptious Mage of 
Green Silences as he gifts the elegant Lady Niki with the 
marvelous Friendship Ring. 

Iridescent bubbles slowly float by on idle air currents, 
and when one touches her lips, it tastes like ... one of her 
great-grandmother's honey cookies ... Her neighbor catches
one too, and chuckles. "Peppermint!" 

'There are so many marvelous people here.' she thinks. 'Some
of them I've met before - I wonder if they remember me?'

Lani Hunter
LotPW, LadyKnight of Fairgrove


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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 09:46:14 PST
From: "Arlene O'Connor" <ariana_-+AT+-hotmail.com>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: The Learth/Krebain thing
Message-ID: <19980211174616.2742.qmail-+AT+-hotmail.com>



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>To: jeatonm-+AT+-prodigy.net <jeatonm-+AT+-prodigy.net>
>Date: Friday, February 06, 1998 2:49 AM
>Subject: Leareth vs Van
>
>
>>Heyla!  This is just a quick question that I hope some knowledgeable
>>person can clear up for me...
>>         Did anyone really understand the Leareth thing?  I got the
>>impression that the conflict between Leareth and Van wasnt the real
>>focus of MPrice. I still love the book (it has been well loved and 
well
>>read) but I felt that Leareth wasnt developed enough. I  can 
understand
>>that Misty needed a villian, but we had little to no backround on him
>>except for Van's dreams.  Which brings me to another point...was there
>>any sort of relationship between Leareth and Krebain?
>>If anyone has textevd, or is just a totally super person and can 
explain
>>this to me, I would be much oblidged and would have to send them many
>>chocolate-covered things!
>
>
>    I don't think any relationship was implied between Learth and 
Krebain.
>We know, through numerous references, that blood adepts don't really
>associate with other blood adepts.  If they need a little lovin' they 
find
>someone weaker and dominate his or her mind, turning that person into a
>(forgive the cliche) love-slave.  The apprentice relationship is also 
out.
>It was said somewhere (I forget where -- any ideas?)  that there are 
two
>outcomes to a blood-mage apprenticeship.  Either the master eventually
>drains the apprentices mage energy, killing him, or the apprentice 
rebels
>against the master and kills him.  There don't seem to be any amiable
>partings between blood-mages.
>    So, given that during the course of the MP novels, both Learth and
>Krebain were alive and well, I would guess that no relationship between 
the
>two of them existed.
>
>JM
>
>In my opinion, Learth was a villian that was brought up first in 
Magic's Pawn...with Van's Ice dreams...you're lead to believe that 
they're dreams of lonelyness...but...if you read Magic's Price...he has 
the same dream again..and THEN sees Learth...so they are connected...
  Krebain was a incidental villian...who brought forth those dragon 
things...*sorry...can't remember names*...which Van killed...and then 
was hunted by Krebain for doing so...of course Van killed him too

AO


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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 13:02:33 -0500 (EST)
From: Kenneth Allen Hyde <kenny-+AT+-UDel.Edu>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: Friendship Ring/Fire Rose question
Message-ID: <Pine.SOL.3.96.980211125003.14952A-100000-+AT+-copland.udel.edu>

On Wed, 11 Feb 1998 brianben-+AT+-worldnet.att.net wrote:

> ShadowWolf then proceeds to read the message inviting him to the Hall of
> Mist for something special.  As he reads the message ShadowWolf wonders at
> the perfect calligraphy of the invitation. "Has Cennyyd started using
> mechanical means to produce his messages?" ShadowWolf muses. "Not that I
> blame him, it would be a daunting task to write invitations to each person
> individually on the list."  

I most certainly have not! =)  However, my devoted fairy servant and
secretary, Mustardseed, has excellent calligraphy and is always eager to
show it off.  =) 

ObMisty:  This is a much belated response to a response to my suggestion
that the Companion Bond may be magical in nature and therefore may be
changeable.  What I meant was not that the Companion bond wasn't "real" or
meaningful.  Rather, that because it is created with magic/divine power,
it may not be subject to the same patterns of behavior as normal emotional
ties.  So, if the MOC Chose a previously bonded Herald, the Herald's
former Companion might be able to "un-bond" without causing a huge trauma
(perhaps leaving the Herald with the sense of a loving friend who would
always care for them, but who is no longer a huge part of their life) 
while the MOC's bond would take hold and replace the previous one. 

Having re-read Talia's Choosing on a number of occasions, I must say that
her bonding doesn't sound anything like a natural emotional response. 
Rather it sounds as if it is an artificial (but very real and valid) bond
created by Rolan (or perhaps the deity(s) that created the Companions).
If that is the case, then I certainly don't see why it shouldn't function
under slightly different patterns than we might normally expect from a
natural bond.  This would explain the references to the MOC Choosing a
bonded Herald (re: Vanyel's worry that he might be Chosen or Teren's
statement that the Chosen of the MOC is usually already a Herald): the
former Companion would release the bond and the MOC would Choose the
Herald instead.

Anyway, it's a thought.

May the seas be your solace and the forests a refuge for your spirit,

Cennydd
Councilor of Mist

Kenneth Allen Hyde     |  No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife
Univ. of Delaware      |  between the shoulder blades will seriously
Dept. of Linguistics   |  cramp his style  -- Old Jhereg proverb
kenny-+AT+-Udel.Edu         |  A mind is a terrible toy to waste! -- Me

//www.ling.udel.edu/hyde/prof/ken.html



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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 13:37:53 -0500
From: "marty l. adkins" <adkinslawfirm-+AT+-mindspring.com>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Friendship Ring and Truth
Message-ID: <3.0.1.32.19980211133753.0069a4c0-+AT+-pop.mindspring.com>

I look at the door; it looms back, even larger than most usually are to me.
 "Well?" I ask, in a level, one-brow-raised tone [not having mastered
Mother's trick, I have to rely on tone to convey the expression my face
cannot].  "Are you going to open, or not?"

The door seems to hesitate a moment, during which I notice the exquisite
symmetry of the arch surrounding it.  *Nice stonework, that, close,
evenly-spaced...*  As the door slowly swings open, I seem to see vague,
fluffy silhouettes on its polished surface.  Striding through, feigning a
confidence I do not feel, I turn and bow to the door closing sheepishly
behind me.  "Thank you," I say very politely, because, after all, one never
knows.

Passing from what seems to be some sort of side foyer, I emerge into a main
passage, from which lead many other corridors and doors.  As I cross the
floor, I take in the full details of its intricate beauty.  I see many
surfaces--wood, tile, stone, carpet--a variety of colors, textures, and
moods.  Yet underneath it all, I sense the underlying unity of an organic
whole.  *All this, and level, comfortable, non-slippery surfaces too.*
Being closer to the ground than most, I tend to notice such things.  [Those
few months working in construction didn't hurt either.]

Not pausing to examine any in detail, I pass through a variety of rooms,
designed for several purposes:  conference and council chambers, music
studios, trysting areas, places to sit and think, places to sit and
dream...and I begin to suspect where I must be.

Not that it's so hard, really.  After all, I can't be dead; I haven't done
anything like enough to deserve such a place as this.  It's not enough to
eschew evil in one's life; one must also a-choose great good.  [Bless you.]
 I couldn't be delirious; my fever wasn't high enough.  Nor could I be
insane, for the same reason which eliminated delirium:  this place simply
couldn't have come from me.  I can appreciate its many intricacies and
delights, but not spontaneously create them all.  I've spent enough time in
my own mind to know what comes from there and what doesn't.  Since I'm not
in my own mind, it's natural to wonder if I'm in someone else's.

It's after this thought that I begin to see the others moving about within
this place, meeting, merging, parting, an ever-shifting pattern of
fellowship.  Although most do not, some of them see me.  These smile and
nod, being friendly without forcing a premature intimacy.  

As I wander about, watching, listening, sampling flavors of music,
conversation, and ambiance, I begin to feel more at ease, particularly
after deftly dodging some of the more rampageous [albeit, mercifully,
housebroken] sheep with which this domain abounds.  I find the most
delightful little waterfall off a side corridor and through two or three
pleasure-gardens.  

I even begin to learn the language a bit.  I find that the word "newbie"
means "please POUNCE and drench me."  Although the POUNCE part looks
agreeable enough, occurring as it always seems to on thick, warm rugs with
large, friendly beings, still the drenching part is somewhat daunting, so I
preserve my silence for the most part and consider limiting my visits to
the delightful waterfall, just in case.

Suddenly all voices are stilled, and all music ceases.  A stir moves
through and around us, as if the building itself were breathing.  As if at
some signal understood by them [although not by me], everyone begins moving
towards what seems some sort of main hall.  I am carried along by the crowd
and my own curiosity.  Even curiosity doesn't stifle prudence, however, so
I let myself drift to the edge of the crowd, wary.

The crowd is large, but the hall is larger still, so I am in no real
danger.  I'm safe enough, but clueless about what's causing the stir.  So I
follow along the wall until coming to some large, friendly bookshelves, up
which I haul myself with the ease of old custom.  Some of the smaller folk
who have them are hovering on wings; the rest of us have to do as best we
can.  Although there are many in the middle of the chamber, there are
greater numbers who, like me, prefer to remain on the side and watch.  *My,
we _are_ a good-lurking bunch, aren't we?*

With a sigh, the crowd parts like ripples before *a most impressive young
man.  Looks as if he knows it, too.*  He speaks eloquently of friendships
that bind hearts together and then produces a wondrous Ring.  This he
presents to a shy-but-delighted young woman with a certain fey grace of her
own.  

A wave of feeling sweeps the room, into which I'm caught up.  Fair words
and even wondrous displays might be tricks or traps, but such a feeling can
never be feigned.  It is genuine, enduring, _real_, as this place itself.
And I know whereof I speak, I who have spent my life searching for the
enduring meaning behind/beyond events themselves.  It is the ideas and
ideals we choose that shape us, give us meaning.

There is a smell in the air, a feeling of tension, as just before lightning
strikes.  It is the feeling of a trained horse just before the beginning of
a major race, or a Vedrayn right before a booksale: taut, planning ahead,
ready for action.  

The others seem unaware of it, as, laughing, talking, marveling, they pass
into the dining chambers just beyond.  But I have smelled it on the air,
and I know:  there are stories here, treasures to be gathered and hoarded,
cherished, and shared.  I will trade knowledge for knowledge and skill for
skill as is the way of my people, and I will trade friendship for
friendship, as is the way of these new listsibs.

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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 11:32:47 -0800
From: Marie Bao <myre-+AT+-uclink4.berkeley.edu>
To: mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk
Subject: Re: Fire Rose question
Message-ID: <34E1FCDC.CA2BCCD4-+AT+-uclink4.berkeley.edu>

brianben-+AT+-worldnet.att.net wrote:

> In the Fire Rose Jason Cameron is partners with Leland Stanford and
> some
> other men in the railroad business.  Leland Stanford was an actual
> historical person (founder of Stanford University). IIRC one of the
> rail
> barons in the old west was a recluse.  Was Jason Cameron based on this
>
> person?
>

You are probably right.  From an interview with Misty (after she wrote
Fire Rose) that I read somewhere on the web a while ago (does anyone
know the web addy?  It might have been Baen books), she mentioned that
she found the time period and the railroad baron situation (?)  a
perfect world to set and weave her story  so I assume that she did some
research and based Jasom Cameron on a railroad baron (or simply inserted
him into the time period...)  Hope that helped.  :-)

---Marie

..


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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 11:46:27 -0800
From: "maydela" <maydela-+AT+-u.washington.edu>
To: <mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk>
Subject: unsubscribing
Message-ID: <199802111946.LAA89586-+AT+-bp10.u.washington.edu>

Could someone tell me how to unsubscribe please?
thanks
maydela -:)

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Date: Wed, 11 Feb 1998 15:06:11 -0000
From: "Fallenangel" <rlweidem-+AT+-alpha.delta.edu>
To: <mercedes-lackey-+AT+-herald.co.uk>
Subject: Re: On-going story list (Fluff)
Message-ID: <006101bd36fe$97dedc40$538185a1-+AT+-skkohnkedelta.edu>

So far everyone on the list to do an on-going story off-list is:

Karen Chan kkchan-+AT+-ozemail.com.au
Shadowdancer smartin-+AT+-ultiweb.com
Chantal AERDEN-+AT+-delphi.com
Samantha SamanthaMS-+AT+-aol.com
Andi WindDancer dancer_of_wind-+AT+-hotmail.com
Carson cgb5-+AT+-cornell.edu
Femmy femmy-+AT+-melsa.net.id
And me rlweidem-+AT+-alpha.delta.edu

I'll be sending y'all the info soon, so thanks for your interest! *smiles
all around*

Fallenangel

rlweidem-+AT+-alpha.delta.edu
http://www.geocitiies.com/Area51/Lair/9421


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