Holiday Schedule???-Game 220

And here we of the DS just thought that our Christmas gift was going to be all the free characters we plan to kill. We are preparing all of our favorite holiday traditions! Halflings roasting on an open fire. Elf Nog. Caroling through North Gondor with torches. Heres a little hint. If something comes flying in on Christmas night, those aren't reindeer. That's Saint Ji, and he's got an EXTRA special gift for you naughty free peoples.

Ho Ho Ho!
Adunaphel-220

P.S. I know when you are sleeping, and I know when you're awake!

OOC: Winn Keathley

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Clint:

Just got my turnsheet for Game 220.
The next turn is due on December 11, 2001.
More importantly, the following turn is due... drum roll please...
Christmas Day.
So...

Are you running game turns during the holidays?

In other words, what are your plans for the holidays?

Any chance that you would consider giving all the players a
Christmas / Boxer Day gift (umm... how about a free turn or two)?!?
<wink>

Chris M.
NG & SG Game 220
Dog Game 22

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A Middle Earth seasonal tradition...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Gondor,
Not a commander was stirring, not even Boromir's whore,
The proud banners were hung by the city walls with care,
In hopes that St. Ji soon would be there.
The Free armies were nestled all snug in their bed,
While visions of elf fairies danced in their heads,
And Ecthelion II in his armor, and Finduilas in his lap,
Had just settled the attack plans on their Mordor map...
When out on the Minas Tirith walls there arose such a clatter,
Ecthelion II sprang from the throne to see what was the matter.
Away to the window the Steward flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon shone on the breast of the Dúnedains' steel armor
Gave the luster to the soldier's swords reacting to the clamor,
When, his wondering eyes saw the Anduin River full of corks,
Loaded with one very nasty Nazgul, and eight hundred orcs,
With a smell like that, so putrid like pee,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Ji.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Lairathim, now, Errenis, now Gulthum and Araudagul
On, Shoglic! on Uthlug! on Zaken and Ashdurgnul!
To the top of the tower! to the top of the wall!
Now slash away! slash away! slash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they cut down their foes, with a war cry,
So slashing away up to the wall the orcs they flew,
With their eyes full of evil and St. Ji too.
And then, in a twinkling, Ecthelion II heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each winged Nazgul's little hoof.
As the Steward drew his sword, and turned around,
Down the chimney St. Ji came with a bound.
He was covered in blood, from his head to his foot,
And his smell filled the throne room and will forever stay put,
A bundle of severed heads he had flung on his back,
And he looked like an assassin preparing his attack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his sunken face how scary!
His cheeks looked like crap, his nose was all hairy!
His drool rolled from his little mouth as he drew back his bow,
And the beard of his chin was full of chunks of his own blow.
The blade of a dagger he held tight in his teeth,
And the limbs of his victims encircled his head like a wreath.
He had an ugly face covered with hair that left off an awful smell,
That quivered when he breathed as all near let out a little yell.
He was quite thin and stealthy, a right evil old Nazgul,
And Ecthelion II peed his pants when he saw him, nearly filling his
wool.
A wink of St. Ji's eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave Ecthelion II knew he had plenty to dread.
St. Ji spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And killed Ecthelion II and his guards; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his cork, to his orcs gave a whistle,
And away they floated down the river as fast as a missile.
But Finduilas heard him exclaim, ere he paddled out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and I'll come for you next night!"

Chris
NG & SG 220

--- In mepbmlist@y..., "Winn Keathley" <Gnaeus@h...> wrote:

And here we of the DS just thought that our Christmas gift was

going to be

all the free characters we plan to kill. We are preparing all of

our

favorite holiday traditions! Halflings roasting on an open fire.

Elf Nog.

Caroling through North Gondor with torches. Heres a little hint. If
something comes flying in on Christmas night, those aren't

reindeer. That's

Saint Ji, and he's got an EXTRA special gift for you naughty free

peoples.

Ho Ho Ho!
Adunaphel-220

P.S. I know when you are sleeping, and I know when you're awake!

OOC: Winn Keathley
>Clint:
>
>Just got my turnsheet for Game 220.
>The next turn is due on December 11, 2001.
>More importantly, the following turn is due... drum roll please...
>Christmas Day.
>So...
>
>Are you running game turns during the holidays?
>
>In other words, what are your plans for the holidays?
>
>Any chance that you would consider giving all the players a
>Christmas / Boxer Day gift (umm... how about a free turn or two)?!?
><wink>
>
>Chris M.
>NG & SG Game 220
>Dog Game 22
>

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--- Christopher <montgomery9535@yahoo.com> wrote:

A Middle Earth seasonal tradition...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through
Gondor,
Not a commander was stirring, not even Boromir's
whore,
The proud banners were hung by the city walls with
care,
In hopes that St. Ji soon would be there.
The Free armies were nestled all snug in their bed,
While visions of elf fairies danced in their heads,
And Ecthelion II in his armor, and Finduilas in his
lap,
Had just settled the attack plans on their Mordor
map...
When out on the Minas Tirith walls there arose such
a clatter,
Ecthelion II sprang from the throne to see what was
the matter.
Away to the window the Steward flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon shone on the breast of the D�nedains' steel
armor
Gave the luster to the soldier's swords reacting to
the clamor,
When, his wondering eyes saw the Anduin River full
of corks,
Loaded with one very nasty Nazgul, and eight hundred
orcs,
With a smell like that, so putrid like pee,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Ji.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by
name:
"Now, Lairathim, now, Errenis, now Gulthum and
Araudagul
On, Shoglic! on Uthlug! on Zaken and Ashdurgnul!
To the top of the tower! to the top of the wall!
Now slash away! slash away! slash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they cut down their foes, with a war cry,
So slashing away up to the wall the orcs they flew,
With their eyes full of evil and St. Ji too.
And then, in a twinkling, Ecthelion II heard on the
roof
The prancing and pawing of each winged Nazgul's
little hoof.
As the Steward drew his sword, and turned around,
Down the chimney St. Ji came with a bound.
He was covered in blood, from his head to his foot,
And his smell filled the throne room and will
forever stay put,
A bundle of severed heads he had flung on his back,
And he looked like an assassin preparing his attack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his sunken face how
scary!
His cheeks looked like crap, his nose was all hairy!
His drool rolled from his little mouth as he drew
back his bow,
And the beard of his chin was full of chunks of his
own blow.
The blade of a dagger he held tight in his teeth,
And the limbs of his victims encircled his head like
a wreath.
He had an ugly face covered with hair that left off
an awful smell,
That quivered when he breathed as all near let out a
little yell.
He was quite thin and stealthy, a right evil old
Nazgul,
And Ecthelion II peed his pants when he saw him,
nearly filling his
wool.
A wink of St. Ji's eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave Ecthelion II knew he had plenty to dread.
St. Ji spoke not a word, but went straight to his
work,
And killed Ecthelion II and his guards; then turned
with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his cork, to his orcs gave a whistle,
And away they floated down the river as fast as a
missile.
But Finduilas heard him exclaim, ere he paddled out
of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and I'll come for you next
night!"

Chris
NG & SG 220

--- In mepbmlist@y..., "Winn Keathley" <Gnaeus@h...>
wrote:
>
>
> And here we of the DS just thought that our
Christmas gift was
going to be
> all the free characters we plan to kill. We are
preparing all of
our
> favorite holiday traditions! Halflings roasting on
an open fire.
Elf Nog.
> Caroling through North Gondor with torches. Heres
a little hint. If
> something comes flying in on Christmas night,
those aren't
reindeer. That's
> Saint Ji, and he's got an EXTRA special gift for
you naughty free
peoples.
>
> Ho Ho Ho!
> Adunaphel-220
>
> P.S. I know when you are sleeping, and I know when
you're awake!
>
> OOC: Winn Keathley
> >Clint:
> >
> >Just got my turnsheet for Game 220.
> >The next turn is due on December 11, 2001.
> >More importantly, the following turn is due...
drum roll please...
> >Christmas Day.
> >So...
> >
> >Are you running game turns during the holidays?
> >
> >In other words, what are your plans for the
holidays?
> >
> >Any chance that you would consider giving all the
players a
> >Christmas / Boxer Day gift (umm... how about a
free turn or two)?!?
> ><wink>
> >
> >Chris M.
> >NG & SG Game 220
> >Dog Game 22
> >
>
>
>

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--- Christopher <montgomery9535@yahoo.com> wrote:

A Middle Earth seasonal tradition...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through
Gondor,
Not a commander was stirring, not even Boromir's
whore,
The proud banners were hung by the city walls with
care,
In hopes that St. Ji soon would be there.
The Free armies were nestled all snug in their bed,
While visions of elf fairies danced in their heads,
And Ecthelion II in his armor, and Finduilas in his
lap,
Had just settled the attack plans on their Mordor
map...
When out on the Minas Tirith walls there arose such
a clatter,
Ecthelion II sprang from the throne to see what was
the matter.
Away to the window the Steward flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon shone on the breast of the D�nedains' steel
armor
Gave the luster to the soldier's swords reacting to
the clamor,
When, his wondering eyes saw the Anduin River full
of corks,
Loaded with one very nasty Nazgul, and eight hundred
orcs,
With a smell like that, so putrid like pee,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Ji.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by
name:
"Now, Lairathim, now, Errenis, now Gulthum and
Araudagul
On, Shoglic! on Uthlug! on Zaken and Ashdurgnul!
To the top of the tower! to the top of the wall!
Now slash away! slash away! slash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they cut down their foes, with a war cry,
So slashing away up to the wall the orcs they flew,
With their eyes full of evil and St. Ji too.
And then, in a twinkling, Ecthelion II heard on the
roof
The prancing and pawing of each winged Nazgul's
little hoof.
As the Steward drew his sword, and turned around,
Down the chimney St. Ji came with a bound.
He was covered in blood, from his head to his foot,
And his smell filled the throne room and will
forever stay put,
A bundle of severed heads he had flung on his back,
And he looked like an assassin preparing his attack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his sunken face how
scary!
His cheeks looked like crap, his nose was all hairy!
His drool rolled from his little mouth as he drew
back his bow,
And the beard of his chin was full of chunks of his
own blow.
The blade of a dagger he held tight in his teeth,
And the limbs of his victims encircled his head like
a wreath.
He had an ugly face covered with hair that left off
an awful smell,
That quivered when he breathed as all near let out a
little yell.
He was quite thin and stealthy, a right evil old
Nazgul,
And Ecthelion II peed his pants when he saw him,
nearly filling his
wool.
A wink of St. Ji's eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave Ecthelion II knew he had plenty to dread.
St. Ji spoke not a word, but went straight to his
work,
And killed Ecthelion II and his guards; then turned
with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his cork, to his orcs gave a whistle,
And away they floated down the river as fast as a
missile.
But Finduilas heard him exclaim, ere he paddled out
of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and I'll come for you next
night!"

Chris
NG & SG 220

--- In mepbmlist@y..., "Winn Keathley" <Gnaeus@h...>
wrote:
>
>
> And here we of the DS just thought that our
Christmas gift was
going to be
> all the free characters we plan to kill. We are
preparing all of
our
> favorite holiday traditions! Halflings roasting on
an open fire.
Elf Nog.
> Caroling through North Gondor with torches. Heres
a little hint. If
> something comes flying in on Christmas night,
those aren't
reindeer. That's
> Saint Ji, and he's got an EXTRA special gift for
you naughty free
peoples.
>
> Ho Ho Ho!
> Adunaphel-220
>
> P.S. I know when you are sleeping, and I know when
you're awake!
>
> OOC: Winn Keathley
> >Clint:
> >
> >Just got my turnsheet for Game 220.
> >The next turn is due on December 11, 2001.
> >More importantly, the following turn is due...
drum roll please...
> >Christmas Day.
> >So...
> >
> >Are you running game turns during the holidays?
> >
> >In other words, what are your plans for the
holidays?
> >
> >Any chance that you would consider giving all the
players a
> >Christmas / Boxer Day gift (umm... how about a
free turn or two)?!?
> ><wink>
> >
> >Chris M.
> >NG & SG Game 220
> >Dog Game 22
> >
>
>
>

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A Middle Earth seasonal tradition...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Gondor,
Not a commander was stirring, not even Boromir's whore,
The proud banners were hung by the city walls with care,
In hopes that St. Ji soon would be there.
The Free armies were nestled all snug in their bed,
While visions of elf fairies danced in their heads,
And Ecthelion II in his armor, and Finduilas in his lap,
Had just settled the attack plans on their Mordor map...
When out on the Minas Tirith walls there arose such a clatter,
Ecthelion II sprang from the throne to see what was the matter.
Away to the window the Steward flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon shone on the breast of the D�nedains' steel armor
Gave the luster to the soldier's swords reacting to the clamor,
When, his wondering eyes saw the Anduin River full of corks,
Loaded with one very nasty Nazgul, and eight hundred orcs,
With a smell like that, so putrid like pee,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Ji.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Lairathim, now, Errenis, now Gulthum and Araudagul
On, Shoglic! on Uthlug! on Zaken and Ashdurgnul!
To the top of the tower! to the top of the wall!
Now slash away! slash away! slash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they cut down their foes, with a war cry,
So slashing away up to the wall the orcs they flew,
With their eyes full of evil and St. Ji too.
And then, in a twinkling, Ecthelion II heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each winged Nazgul's little hoof.
As the Steward drew his sword, and turned around,
Down the chimney St. Ji came with a bound.
He was covered in blood, from his head to his foot,
And his smell filled the throne room and will forever stay put,
A bundle of severed heads he had flung on his back,
And he looked like an assassin preparing his attack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his sunken face how scary!
His cheeks looked like crap, his nose was all hairy!
His drool rolled from his little mouth as he drew back his bow,
And the beard of his chin was full of chunks of his own blow.
The blade of a dagger he held tight in his teeth,
And the limbs of his victims encircled his head like a wreath.
He had an ugly face covered with hair that left off an awful smell,
That quivered when he breathed as all near let out a little yell.
He was quite thin and stealthy, a right evil old Nazgul,
And Ecthelion II peed his pants when he saw him, nearly filling his
wool.
A wink of St. Ji's eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave Ecthelion II knew he had plenty to dread.
St. Ji spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And killed Ecthelion II and his guards; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his cork, to his orcs gave a whistle,
And away they floated down the river as fast as a missile.
But Finduilas heard him exclaim, ere he paddled out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and I'll come for you next night!"

Chris
NG & SG 220

RD:

Great stuff Chris! You won't make a bard,
But at least you're trying pretty hard
To show you have a sense of humour
Contrary to hostile rumour!
Let's see more folks make a rhyme
And gi' us a laugh at Yule - time!

Richard.

--- In mepbmlist@y..., "Winn Keathley" <Gnaeus@h...> wrote:

And here we of the DS just thought that our Christmas gift was

going to be

all the free characters we plan to kill. We are preparing all of

our

favorite holiday traditions! Halflings roasting on an open fire.

Elf Nog.

Caroling through North Gondor with torches. Heres a little hint. If
something comes flying in on Christmas night, those aren't

reindeer. That's

Saint Ji, and he's got an EXTRA special gift for you naughty free

peoples.

Ho Ho Ho!
Adunaphel-220

P.S. I know when you are sleeping, and I know when you're awake!

OOC: Winn Keathley
>Clint:
>
>Just got my turnsheet for Game 220.
>The next turn is due on December 11, 2001.
>More importantly, the following turn is due... drum roll please...
>Christmas Day.
>So...
>
>Are you running game turns during the holidays?
>
>In other words, what are your plans for the holidays?
>
>Any chance that you would consider giving all the players a
>Christmas / Boxer Day gift (umm... how about a free turn or two)?!?
><wink>
>
>Chris M.
>NG & SG Game 220
>Dog Game 22
>

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----- Original Message -----
From: Christopher <montgomery9535@yahoo.com>
To: <mepbmlist@yahoogroups.com>
Sent: Wednesday, November 28, 2001 9:59 PM
Subject: [mepbmlist] Game 220 - St. JI and the Night Before Christmas