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News for Saturday, February 16th, 2019, 1:36 AM CST
Early July, BY 557


Lost Hope -- February 15, 3:33 PM
Happy Valentines Day! A Special Gift For You! -- February 14, 9:09 PM
Happy Valentine's Day! -- February 14, 5:32 AM
The Rune Carver -- February 5, 7:27 PM
Memorial for Princess Piper of YM -- February 3, 9:28 PM

Lost Hope
Great Lakes,
Submitted by UO_Herald on February 15, 2019 at 3:33 PM CST
BNN

Originally posted February 15, 2019 by UO Dev Team on the UO Herald:

The story continues in the lead up to Rising Tide and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, Lost Hope.

By EM Malachi

Many years ago

The rowboat leaked. With soggy boots, Lassorn spent each trip out to the anchored HMS Cape bailing water. They had drawn straws to see who would have to make the slog, and Lassorn now had to make eight trips across Lost Hope Bay to Minoc and back to the ship.

If the sailors orders hadnt been specific, Lassorn might have been able to deliver the cargo in fewer circuits, but the contents of the crates were too valuable to risk. Lassorn had asked his captain what was in the crates, and hed been told they were the final work of a famed artisan, a set of masterworks meant for the King himself.

A pair of guards, Madellene and Averill, escorted him from the Minoc coast to a small workshop. The door had been replaced recently, and the workshop inside was cluttered with tools, springs, gears, and other bits of metal. Piled in one corner were eight identical crates. Picking up the first one, Lassorn felt warmth and a sense of calm radiating from the container.

As Lassorn walked back to the rowboat, the locals nodded to him and shook their heads sadly. It seemed everyone in Minoc was wearing an orange-and-black ribbon. After each trip out to the Cape, the guards would meet him and take turns escorting him to the workshop and back. After a long day, the task was done.

As Lassorn went to his hammock, the evening watch weighed anchor and started the journey out of Lost Hope Bay. It was almost midnight when the HMS Cape reached the mouth of the bay, and the northern mountains blocked the moon. The ship had been moving at a good clip, when the winds suddenly stopped. The ship slowed, as if caught in a great net.

A crewman clanged the brass alarm bell, waking the captain and crew, while those on deck shined lanterns into the dark sea. The waters were filled with dozens of graceful shadows flitting back and forth. They had the elegant features of elves, but with gills and long fishtails.

Mermaids! shouted the botswain.

One of the creatures jumped aboard and pinned the sailor to the deck with a trident. We are the Nixies! You disrespect us at your peril! More armed Nixies clambered up the hull, as a large wave deposited a gangling sea witch covered in slime onto the deck. The other nixies formed a phalanx around their leader, Sycorax.

The captain stepped forward with open hands, This doesnt have to lead to violence. Our King has made peace with the remaining fae folk.

Sycorax sneered. Did your kings peace protect my sister, Noxum, when a net dragged her from the shoals off Skull Island? I claim your lives for hers.

The captain gave Lassorn a look, and the young sailor dashed to protect the cargo in the hold. Surely you know that wasnt us. We can resolve this peacefully.

The sea witch drew a blade made from broken shells and stabbed the captain in the throat. There is your peace. A pact of blood for blood.

Before the captain hit the deck, his crew had drawn their swords, and the two sides clashed. The sailors managed to force the other nixies back into the water, but Sycorax held her place. Id hoped to take some of you captive.

With her gills luminescing with strange magic, the sea witch started to sing. Every barnacle on the hull burst forth from their shells in agony. This frantic wiggling tore apart the very timbers of the ship. The chant sounded over the waters, making the dark sea churn. A maelstrom began pulling the broken ship and its crew beneath the waves.

As the ship filled with water, Lassorn desperately cut the cargo net. The crates smashed open. The carved stones inside tumbled out eight different holes in the hull. The sailor took a deep breath as the dark ocean covered him.

When the mayhem ended and the waters calmed, Sycorax smiled and sank back into the waves.



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Happy Valentines Day! A Special Gift For You!
Great Lakes,
Submitted by UO_Herald on February 14, 2019 at 9:09 PM CST
UO Community News

Originally posted February 14, 2019 by UO Dev Team on the UO Herald:

Have you ever wanted to share a romantic candlelit dinner with your special someone while also enjoying the serene company of a pond? Now you can! Whether you are a human, elf, gargoyle or a frog now you too can enjoy the warming glow of a candlelit lily pad!

Visit the Britain Commons and double click the Cupid Statue to redeem your lily pad today!

Thes Cupids are being built manually and we appreciate your patience as we place the dispenser on each shard.

See you in Britannia,
UO Team



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Happy Valentine's Day!
Great Lakes,
Submitted by DaKaren on February 14, 2019 at 5:32 AM CST

Happy Valentine's Day!

The Rune Carver
Great Lakes,
Submitted by UO_Herald on February 5, 2019 at 7:27 PM CST
BNN

Originally posted February 5, 2019 by UO Dev Team on the UO Herald:

As we approach the release of Rising Tide we invite you to sit back and enjoy the introductory tale of, The Rune Carver.

By EM Malachi

Julia set two cups of tea on the small table and pulled a second stool over from her workbench. The tinkers calloused hands brushed a few springs and gears off the table into her apron. She smiled at her friend as she heaped sugar into her cup. Mariah sipped at her own tea and looked around the room. It was far less cluttered than the mage remembered it, with only a lone stopped clock in the corner. Has work been slow?

Julia shook her head. My projects are handed off to other tinkers, smiths, and rune-carvers. Im glad the artisans I helped train are able to keep Minocs forges lit. What about you? Keeping busy?

Mariah relaxed in her chair and started telling Julia about her studies with the gargoyles and the new spells she was mastering. The story of an unfortunate Flam spell in the Lyceaum made Julia laugh and caused Mariah to casually remark, Why dont we do this anymore? She gasped when she remembered the reason.

Julia went pale, as she was the day she died. A shaking hand touched the shoulder where the trolls club had crushed her heart. Her fiery red hair dulled and faded until it was ghostly and translucent. The abandoned workshop around them showed years of cobwebs and dust. Julia gave a sad look before answering her friend, I am sorry for the pain this meeting brings, but there is a reason.

The shade of Julia floated over to the workbench where there appeared eight uncarved stones. As she ran her hand over the stones, each revealed the sigil of a Virtue. I made these for my king so he could keep watch over his shrines. So long ago. They are missing and need to be found. You and the others must find them.

The ghost of Julia returned to the table and gave Mariah a hug. It had all the warmth Mariah remembered. I miss you too, my friend, but I need to go.

Mariah woke up sobbing.



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Memorial for Princess Piper of YM
Great Lakes, Trammel
Submitted by Martyna_Zmuir on February 3, 2019 at 9:28 PM CST

From the office of Willa of the Yew-wood, Governor of Yew:

6th Ann. Trans-Britannia Derby Winners
Great Lakes, Trammel
Submitted by Martyna_Zmuir on February 1, 2019 at 9:32 PM CST

From the office of Dot Warner, Governor of Britain:

2019 Derby Winners

2019 Derby Finish Line



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Account Center taken down for Maintenance
Great Lakes,
Submitted by UO_Herald on January 29, 2019 at 7:14 PM CST
UO Customer Service

Originally posted January 29, 2019 by Bonnie "Mesanna" Armstrong on the UO Herald:

Greetings everyone,

The Account Center and the UO Store will be taken down for maintenance on Thursday, January 31st. This will take approx 5 hours and should be back up and functional by noon on the 31st.

Thank you for your patience and understanding!
UO Team



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Sixth Annual Trans-Britannia Derby
Great Lakes, Trammel
Submitted by Martyna_Zmuir on January 23, 2019 at 7:00 PM CST

From the office of Dot Warner, Governor of Britain:




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