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Go into all the world, and tell all people that new world is great.

Free Taverns and Pubs now!
-Welcome welcome, dears. Drink to anyone? First round is free.
Bartender pours a beer and looks around. 
- So many new faces. Have any stories to tell?

Wait! A Gate? Fate dictates mates gate at high rates. Creates such stakes!

We're out there.... somewhere

And so it begins.  A clear vision.  A solid plan.  Still, we have yet not encountered the enemy...

A new vista.   A pristine world.  I wonder what we shall make of it, when all is said and done.

Just do it!

I am the beginning, the end, the one who is many. I am the Borg.

Yeah right

So many people in one place; a bit too crowded for my liking. I'm off!

Lets-a-go!

He woke up naked in the dark. He couldn't remember who he was and where he came from, couldn't figure out where he was and what to do, and most importantly, what kind of book he was clutching to his chest. When he opened it, he was even more surprised. The glowing pages were covered with incomprehensible symbols. No images. No clues.

I wish I could fly... but I am falling from the Nexus

Let's Go

The new journey begins. I am pretty sure we will be lost soon.

Ah, yet another new world. What alliances, conquests and entanglements await? We shall see!

Looking for opportunities to earn some coins.

The first lord of the Greyloards stretched. He thought to himself that he would have assumed that death would feel different. He stretched first the left arm and moved the left hand, then the right. Then the legs. Everything seemed to be ok, he decided to get up and follow the path to the mountains. 

As nobody else did, he moved forward. And saw that another moved at same step.

But it was three by three, so maybe it would all work out ?

The priest considered.  This nowhere-place was not the apotheosis he sought.

But the gates it held?

He closed his eyes, and stepped forward.

The Elf woke up in a new world. The rumors he gathered from the locals were not good. Was he doomed to fight for ever catastrophees ?

Ishtar closes her eyes after the last spin brings her to the floor, her black hair a spreading stain on the white marble. When she looks again, the air is old and shapes are coalescing around her. The spell has worked.

And so once more the clans descend to another world.
We can't be sure how many of the clans have made it, but scouts shall be sent and a gathering will occur if any are found.
For the Clan!!!!

A new world, new opportunities, new successes, new disappointments. Also, a former ally swore to find me and defeat me in this world.

The Children of the Four Winds came forward to check the breeze in the nexus, and decide which air current would lead them to their new home. Once more, they felt the western wind call them to their favoured terrain.

From the diary of Giblet

Memory is still fuzzy. The last thing Giblet remembers is big fire because Giblet made mistake in casting enchantment magic. Giblet tried to cast re-incantation spell from spellbook to correct failed spell and put out magic fire. Giblet is sure he cast re-incantation spell correctly. Funny name for spell. The name in spellbook was blurred. Giblet is not sure that those were T-s in spell name anymore.
Giblet has no idea where he is. There is mist everywhere. His body feels strange too.
Buhuhu. Giblet knows what happened. Giblet got reincarnated. Spell turned Giblet from goblin to human. Giblet is in Nexus in the body of a boy of 16. That's how old Giblet was but human age of 16 is different from goblin age of 16.
Giblet is all alone and scared. There is no master to protect him and no other goblins to mix with. No big bush to hide under just fog and other people.
Many other people. They look smaller than usual. Is it because Giblet is human now not a small goblin? Maybe Giblet doesn't need others to defend him? Maybe he doesn't need Uthark and others to tell him what to do anymore? Maybe in new human body Giblet won't be clumsy anymore?

( ﾉ ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉ
I categorically welcome everyone!
I wish a nice game. Good luck.

Awright, hold your horses. We haven't thought of a meme so lets see what comes along. 

[Glares silently]

In a land far away there was a determined group of young adventurers with bold ambitions in their hearts. As one, they step forth towards a new journey and future.

A new game, and now that I have some idea of what I'm doing it might go a little better this time.  Anyone want a nice little vassal?

Let's see what adventure awaits.

A new world beckons, let’s hope it starts better than the last, no getting stuck or gating between tundra after tundra

where is the vodka at? hope this brand new world bring a lot of it.

Amidst the ethereal ambiance of the Atlantis Nexus, a leader stood shrouded in intrigue. This mage, known for his profound wisdom and arcane prowess, whispered tales of the Gates, portals that led to realms unknown. With an air of determination, he decided it was time to venture beyond the confines of the Nexus. With a whispered incantation, he readied himself to harness the enigmatic power of the Gates. As the arcane words left his lips, the very fabric of reality seemed to waver, and the allure of uncharted territories beckoned.

Queen XOT welcomes all. Come and share a drink or five with me.

And so it begins, good luck everyone

describe unit “carrying his pet sheep”
 Part 1
 
Notices announcing the gate opening had gone up all over the city.  One paragraph caught the eye of a desperate  young sheep:
 
19:  Those departing may take their personal pets with them, if said pets appear on the Schedule of Allowed  Pets.  Appendix available at City Hall or on-line.
 
Our sheep googled <leave nexus regulashuns pets appendixesses>
 
At this point an annoying street factor, known to everyone as Popup, tapped her on the shoulder, interrupting her:
“Did you mean: Summon Wind Cleaners to clear your
carPETsof LEAVEs?  
I know a guy…”
 
<no>
 
“Very cheap! Throw in free APPENDIX removal with your next service…”
 
<you-know-who’s been asking after you Pop.  something about 20 silver you owe him…>
 
Popup magically disappeared and she was left in peace to study:
 
APPENDIX 32
Schedule of Alllowed Pets.
Dogs.  Cats.  Mice and Hamsters and the like.  Ravens, Owls, Parrots, Canaries and other small birds. Non-poisonous Frogs, Toads, Snakes etc.  
Fish in bowls. With water.
 
ALL OTHER CREATURES WILL BE CONFISCATED AT THE GATES WITHOUT EXCEPTION.
 
“No sheep”  sighed the sheep…
 
 
 
Disclaimer.
This article is a fictional dramatisation of a sheep’s dreams in and of the Nexus. Any similarity with actual events, persons, places, factions or reality is purely coincidental. Especially if they turn out to be neighbours…

Nothing to report. Happy to make some friends.

Aftera Jehwla
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Ed celebrates the return of the sun.  The vigil of the all night fire hath once again seduced the sun to circle back to us.

Ed celebrates the life of the fire that seduced the sun to circle back to us.

Ed celebrates the life of the wood that fed the fire that seduced the sun to circle back to us.

Ed celebrates a new year.

Hello world! 

A new world is upon us. What riches or horrors will it bring. Lets explorer the new world together. 

Congratulations with the Dawn of the new Era!
May the luck be with you all!

Lord Shadow of the the Shadow Wolves takes his first steps from the safety of Nexus to the wider world. What dangers and treasures await him, only time will tell.

Great Random

Yet another story could have been started.

Et nous voilà de retour dans ces terres que nous espérons pleines de ressources pour fonder une colonie paisible.

The show has just begun!

In the world of Atlantis, where impending cosmic calamity casts its long shadow over the land, the Adeptus Mechanicus stands as a beacon of hope, innovation, and salvation. Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, the Adeptus Mechanicus emerges as a formidable force, guided by a relentless pursuit of knowledge, technology, and the preservation of Atlantis...

...atheists say there is no Holden ...pacifists say that Holden does not attack first. 
...realistic are gathering an army and going to look for Holden until he found and exhausted them.

Joke about Holden

Sooo, how long until the assassinations begin...

Too many Filras divorced! They will devour all the sand in the desert! It would be necessary to catch the extra ones and recycle them for furs.

Confucius said: Never spend more than half of what you have. And don't hire expensive leaders unless you have enough means to train and feed them.

Rumour is that rumour is spelt wrong in the land of Atlantis

Noone makes it out alive!

IMHO, it is likely the most experienced players will do well. I suspect players like Tyranny will be a most excellent leader.

There once was a High Elf so vain,
With hair like a flowing champagne.
But when battling foes,
He'd strike silly poses,
And trip over his cloak in disdain!

It is said that elves are the cause from the expected cataclysm. Their treacherous manners have offended the Gods!

The church of the Holy Deed is not Holden.  --Faction97

There have been sightings of mysterious activity in the great swamp.

The dragons are luring in the dungeons and ready to eat you all!
he-he-he...

Rumor has it that there is a cave where a blind man lives and eats his poop.

Some believe in the existence of underground crypts where forbidden knowledge is kept away from prying eyes. These vaults contain powerful artifacts and ancient scrolls that can grant their owner the power of the gods.