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| Text = | | Text = In his cave among the northern mountains and forests of Osteth, Harlune was doing something that he had rarely done in all the years that humans had occupied Dereth. He was cleaning.<br><br>The Yalaini mage, ancient of days but still strong and energetic, bustled about his domicile with a broom and dustpan. A kettle heated up over a cookfire, and carefully prepared snacks had been laid out on a table in which Harlune, the self-titled Misanthrope, had entertained very few visitors during his long years in this isolated location.<br><br>His visitor arrived a few moments earlier than expected, trodding quietly into the larger cavern from the tunnels. When confronted with the sight of Dereth’s most famously misanthropic wizard on his hands and knees in a dirty robe, scooping up dust in one of the far corners of his cave, Ben Ten could not stifle a surprisingly girlish-sounding giggle.<br><br>The noise startled Harlune, who leaped into the air and landed in a defensive position, left hand crackling with arcane energy and right hand wielding a short broom in a most threatening manner. The realization quickly came to Harlune that he was not the target of an attack, and that he was brandishing his broom like a staff of arcane power. <br><br>Ben Ten laughed again and held out her hands in a gesture of mock surrender. “I mean no harm! I am but a humble old woman, come to seek the wisdom of mighty Harlune!”<br><br>Harlune dropped the broom and kicked it behind him. With an embarrassed grunt, he muttered a quick spell, summoning enough a handful of fist-sized tornadoes to blow the remaining dust piles into the edges of the room.<br><br>“Don’t mind the mess, m’lady,” Harlune muttered as Ben Ten stepped all the way into the room. “Caught me a few minutes early, is all. Forgot how much trouble it is to clean this cave.”<br><br>Ben Ten bowed. “I am honored that my visit occasions such effort, Master Harlune.”<br><br>Harlune waved his hand dismissively, as if ashamed to have been caught expending effort. “It was the least I could do, since you are such a gracious hostess when I come visit your cottage.” He looked around the room and hustled to the fire to take the kettle off the heat.<br><br>“Please, have a seat,” he said, motioning to a low table and stools that he had dragged out of storage for the occasion. He poured hot water from the kettle into a teapot and returned the kettle to its space by the fire. “I’ve made tea, and have prepared some snacks of my own. Not as nice as those sweet bean buns you make, but I think they’re pretty tasty.” He poured tea from the pot into two elegant ceramic cups, which seemed new and a little out of place with the rest of the cave’s décor.<br><br>Ben Ten moved to sit by the table. She ignored the stool that had been set out for her and sat cross-legged on the floor opposite Harlune, evidently taking great pleasure in being waited upon. “Very fine tea, Master Harlune,” she complimented him after sniffing the cup he set in front of her. Her attention then drifted to the food on a platter in the center of the table. “What delicacies have you prepared?”<br><br>Harlune pushed the plate forward. “Some of my favorites from local cuisine… These are minced Mite-meat and potato pies, and the sandwiches are made with jellied Ursuin livers and forest greens.”<br><br>Ben Ten, a disciplined warrior who had faced down untold numbers of the most horrific beasts Dereth had ever seen, blanched slightly. She gingerly took one of the meat pies and took a delicate bite. “Mmmm… Quite… well seasoned.” She chewed quickly and swallowed, then set the pie aside and took a big gulp of hot, near-boiling tea to conceal the expression on her mouth.<br><br>“Well, the tea and crumpets are on the table, so I suppose it’s time to get to business,” Harlune said, oblivious to Ben Ten’s reaction to the food.<br><br>“Yes, that would be most welcome.” Wasting no more time, Ben Ten drew a sheaf of papers from her pack and set them on the table. “We have numerous scout reports to review. Once we have decided upon a course of action for each matter, I will send out our dispatches.”<br><br>Harlune nodded knowingly as he took a big bite out of one of the Ursuin liver sandwiches. “What’s the first order of business? I know you wanted to talk about those bandits holing up near Baishi, since that land is near and dear to your heart. Or should we discuss what the Apostates are up to? They’ve been too quiet lately…”<br><br>Ben Ten shook her head. “I am concerned about bandit activity, but I am not sure the matter will require our full attention. And yes, we should discuss the Apostates. There is some strange activity in the Mhoire graveyard as well. But perhaps the most interesting matter concerns an old friend of ours…”<br><br>As Ben Ten spoke, Harlune finished off a sandwich and picked up a meat pie next. He was chewing on a large bite of it when Ben Ten continued. “Lady Aerfalle has apparently finally found a way to access the ley line that runs beneath her keep on Aerlinthe.”<br><br>Harlune almost jumped again. “ ‘Struth!” he exclaimed, food spraying from his mouth.<br><br>Ben Ten discreetly picked a piece of chewed up Mite mincemeat out of her teacup and set the report down on the table between them. “Yes…” she said slowly, staring at her teacup. “It’s a great shock to us all.” | ||
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Old Ghosts
In his cave among the northern mountains and forests of Osteth, Harlune was doing something that he had rarely done in all the years that humans had occupied Dereth. He was cleaning.
The Yalaini mage, ancient of days but still strong and energetic, bustled about his domicile with a broom and dustpan. A kettle heated up over a cookfire, and carefully prepared snacks had been laid out on a table in which Harlune, the self-titled Misanthrope, had entertained very few visitors during his long years in this isolated location.
His visitor arrived a few moments earlier than expected, trodding quietly into the larger cavern from the tunnels. When confronted with the sight of Dereth’s most famously misanthropic wizard on his hands and knees in a dirty robe, scooping up dust in one of the far corners of his cave, Ben Ten could not stifle a surprisingly girlish-sounding giggle.
The noise startled Harlune, who leaped into the air and landed in a defensive position, left hand crackling with arcane energy and right hand wielding a short broom in a most threatening manner. The realization quickly came to Harlune that he was not the target of an attack, and that he was brandishing his broom like a staff of arcane power.
Ben Ten laughed again and held out her hands in a gesture of mock surrender. “I mean no harm! I am but a humble old woman, come to seek the wisdom of mighty Harlune!”
Harlune dropped the broom and kicked it behind him. With an embarrassed grunt, he muttered a quick spell, summoning enough a handful of fist-sized tornadoes to blow the remaining dust piles into the edges of the room.
“Don’t mind the mess, m’lady,” Harlune muttered as Ben Ten stepped all the way into the room. “Caught me a few minutes early, is all. Forgot how much trouble it is to clean this cave.”
Ben Ten bowed. “I am honored that my visit occasions such effort, Master Harlune.”
Harlune waved his hand dismissively, as if ashamed to have been caught expending effort. “It was the least I could do, since you are such a gracious hostess when I come visit your cottage.” He looked around the room and hustled to the fire to take the kettle off the heat.
“Please, have a seat,” he said, motioning to a low table and stools that he had dragged out of storage for the occasion. He poured hot water from the kettle into a teapot and returned the kettle to its space by the fire. “I’ve made tea, and have prepared some snacks of my own. Not as nice as those sweet bean buns you make, but I think they’re pretty tasty.” He poured tea from the pot into two elegant ceramic cups, which seemed new and a little out of place with the rest of the cave’s décor.
Ben Ten moved to sit by the table. She ignored the stool that had been set out for her and sat cross-legged on the floor opposite Harlune, evidently taking great pleasure in being waited upon. “Very fine tea, Master Harlune,” she complimented him after sniffing the cup he set in front of her. Her attention then drifted to the food on a platter in the center of the table. “What delicacies have you prepared?”
Harlune pushed the plate forward. “Some of my favorites from local cuisine… These are minced Mite-meat and potato pies, and the sandwiches are made with jellied Ursuin livers and forest greens.”
Ben Ten, a disciplined warrior who had faced down untold numbers of the most horrific beasts Dereth had ever seen, blanched slightly. She gingerly took one of the meat pies and took a delicate bite. “Mmmm… Quite… well seasoned.” She chewed quickly and swallowed, then set the pie aside and took a big gulp of hot, near-boiling tea to conceal the expression on her mouth.
“Well, the tea and crumpets are on the table, so I suppose it’s time to get to business,” Harlune said, oblivious to Ben Ten’s reaction to the food.
“Yes, that would be most welcome.” Wasting no more time, Ben Ten drew a sheaf of papers from her pack and set them on the table. “We have numerous scout reports to review. Once we have decided upon a course of action for each matter, I will send out our dispatches.”
Harlune nodded knowingly as he took a big bite out of one of the Ursuin liver sandwiches. “What’s the first order of business? I know you wanted to talk about those bandits holing up near Baishi, since that land is near and dear to your heart. Or should we discuss what the Apostates are up to? They’ve been too quiet lately…”
Ben Ten shook her head. “I am concerned about bandit activity, but I am not sure the matter will require our full attention. And yes, we should discuss the Apostates. There is some strange activity in the Mhoire graveyard as well. But perhaps the most interesting matter concerns an old friend of ours…”
As Ben Ten spoke, Harlune finished off a sandwich and picked up a meat pie next. He was chewing on a large bite of it when Ben Ten continued. “Lady Aerfalle has apparently finally found a way to access the ley line that runs beneath her keep on Aerlinthe.”
Harlune almost jumped again. “ ‘Struth!” he exclaimed, food spraying from his mouth.
Ben Ten discreetly picked a piece of chewed up Mite mincemeat out of her teacup and set the report down on the table between them. “Yes…” she said slowly, staring at her teacup. “It’s a great shock to us all.”
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June 2009 Release Notes
Hello there and welcome to the June 2009 edition of the Release Notes. This month brings the much anticipated changes to the highest tier of loot. Also, one of the all time favorite quest in Asheron’s Call has received a bit of a facelift. Make sure you check it out. Lest see what else in new and exciting in Asheron’s Call this month!
- The higher tier of loot now drops from creatures on Moarsman Isle, Freebooter Isle, Graveyard and Dark Isle.
- Hiltable Daggers and Swords now drop from creatures on Moarsman Isle, Freebooter Isle, Graveyard and Dark Isle.
- Banes will show up less often on armors in the highest tier of loot.
- Staff damage Variance in the new loot has been corrected.
- Rank requirements should no longer show up in Mana Forge Chests or on the Creatures dropping the high tier of loot.
- Olthoi Shields should now mutate correctly.
- Several Spell stacking issues have been resolved.
- The Nexus Crawler’s Mask can have Ivory applied to it.
- The PvP Arena statue will now reward players for holding the dungeon.
- The Aerlinthe quest has been updated to include a 150+ version As well as a set of revamped rewards.
- Silk is now a free tinker with no chance to fail.
- A mysterious woman has appeared at the Graveyard and is asking for help.
- The Crystalline Crag has expanded once again. Something interesting is definitely going on there.
- Keep an eye out after the event goes live, Baishi seems to have been having some trouble with Bandits lately.
- The Save the Deru Quest has been updated to allow players to reset the quest if they lose the fetish.
- The Monthly Kill task has been updated.
- The Monthly explorer task has been updated.
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