~The WOLF HOWL ~
A Warriors of Living Force Newsletter
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
Welcome to the Second Edition
Thank you very much for all the kind words of support for the Premier Edition of this publication. It now appears that it will be difficult if not impossible to make this a monthy publication, though I will endeavor to put a new edition out whenever I can. And as always... there is an open invitation to anyone who wishes to make a contribution to the effort in the way of a story or screenshot.
Lord Sylvr Skyfyre - Managing Editor
Hope Springs Eternal - The State of Our Guild
Emotions always run high in times of change such as these. Each of us has seen a close friend or even several... grow beyond the scope of our fine family and leave our happy home in search of their destiny. I know many of us sometimes wander old haunts and howl out our greetings... only to be met with an empty echo instead of the familiar chorus of friends who have since gone. Still more of us will depart to seek out those familiar howls.... in hopes to fill an aching void within.
As unpleasant as the feelings may be... such are the pains of growth. Just remember that friendships and family ties are not ruled by the banner one flies... but by the bonds that were forged in the union.
WoLF as a guild will continue to be.... long after the memories of its founding fade from its membership to be kept only by the annals of time. For every bond stretched to the brink.... yet another will be forged anew.
For every WoLF drawn beyond... another soul is drawn to our door in search of family and a home. Those gone are not lost. Speak their name often and tell of their deeds well. Teach the young what we ourselves have learned from those who came before. Prepare them for the path ahead.... as those before them were prepared in kind. This is and will always be the Way of WOLF. This is our legacy to the world and therein lies our destiny... and our HOPE.
Sylvr
A WoLF BBQ Report
As you may well be aware, our dear sister Aareal Seiaiwolf and her RL husband Luvyen Andollars are moving from Japan back to the good ole US of A in a short while and are planning to hold a WoLF BBQ and gathering at their new home. The proposed date for this event will be Saturday, June 29th, 2002 at Ft. Belvoir, Virginia. I am informed that this event will require all those in attendance to bring their own seating and/or alcoholic beverages if so desired.
For further information please contact Aareal Seiaiwolf or Valda Skyfyre. Check the message boards as the date approaches for any possible changes in plans.
WoLF Quests
RL Puppy
Our wayward brother Denrick has been graced with a new addition to his RL family... a son.. Devin James was born on June 11th at 9:32 AM. The stats on the wee one are WT: 7lbs 11oz, HT: 20in.
Wedding Bells Shall Toll
Over the last short while... several of our immediate and extended family have found reason to call for the tolling of wedding bells throughout our land and that of the real world. May I be amongt the many to wish Lanorra and Starcryst as well as Fellwarre and Mahgnillig the best of wishes for a happy and prosperous union.
New WoLFies
Since the re-opening of our ranks to new membership a short while ago.... we have added several new members to our ranks.
Spankiy, Unok, Kylaz, Mudain, Lydain, Ssakis, Mandidar, Rinvaran, Coper, Boldeagle, Mohr and Mohre.
Please reserve a moment from your toils and tasks to welcome these new additions into our family.
Welcome to WoLF!
May Tunare smile upon their paths!
A New Game
A simple game has been running in our message forum started by Grayeagle. It consists of consecutive posts adding only 2 words at a time to the ongoing story. As ridiculous as it sounds, here is a compilation of the entire story to date. Forgive me but I was forced to add a word in one spot to retain SOME semblance of continuity. LOL
In Butcherblock, an ogre without any shoes on fought some very cute baby dragons. The dragons got angry and started making faces at Aluamas. Then Aluamas dropped his swords and screamed "Mommy! I'm scared!". This startled those dragons so much that they left mounds on the chessboard. So many mounds that Grayeagle passed out and died. "Rezz Please!" Meanwhile the cute dragons continued to run from screaming Aluamas until the dwarven guards woke up and glared at them. "More Ale!" the hungover guards bellowed! The dragons ate the hungover guards with chilies.... then turned and saw Chilie Ppepper who blasted Aluamas with rotten tomatoes! This caused the dragons to laugh hysterically at the sight of Aluamas covered with rotten tomatoes. The dragons ate Aluamas, then spit out his tiny spiderman underoos that turned purple when tie died profusely. Meanwhile, the rabid squirrels ate some very chocolatey dragons that tasted like mooooooon pies! The wrappers made of green goo smelled like orc poo. Meanwhile, an Orc Extremist grabbed his rabid badger from inside his little codpiece and cried "Fwin!" and ran about waving his rabid badger around beating Cisten. Cisten mezzed the big rabid badger, but that didn't quite work well. So.... he whipped out his new spells and laughed maniacally at the Orc Extremist as he combed his spellbook for the best spell he could cast. Feeling constipated he then lost control. Gnomish terds pelted the immediate area, hitting Undertow. "Sorry Undertow!", Cisten says, as another round of terds flew hitting the robe of Chilie Ppepper knocking him semi unconscious. "Sorry Chilie!", Cisten says. "What the.....!", Undertow says. Fried gnomewings are good going down Undertow's pants. Cisten cowers, then plugs his nose with a plains pebble. Meanwhile, at a dwaven pub, Alaiana wants Undertow to sing some karaoke. But, Undertow can't hold his liquer and pukes up a big ball of cat chow. Suddenly Cisten shouts, "Barbarian Alcoholics!". Alaiana ponders what would happen if blueberries invade the moon. All Wolves will bite badger bums. "Ewwww gross!" Just then, a horrible thought occurred.... picturing Jonmar wearing dresses with lace and frilly pink bows. Grayeagle thought that Jonmar looked sexy. Sadly though, Jonmar is not gay but he does wear makeup and lingerie on dungeon raids. Now that he is aware that his attire affects hormone levels, he giggles quitely before hugging Grayeagle. This results in Kibri raging with badger induced, hot monkey lust. Angua said "The funny looking ghoul will join in and spank some sense into Innoruuk.". "I love going into the arena.", Eggers sighs as he queues up the spells for another chance to run willy-nilly through spam and try to increase his chances to score brownie points with Andover.