{"id":790,"date":"2000-06-11T03:32:16","date_gmt":"2000-06-11T10:32:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar\/?p=790"},"modified":"2000-06-11T03:32:16","modified_gmt":"2000-06-11T10:32:16","slug":"elf-auction-dunilsar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/2000\/06\/elf-auction-dunilsar\/","title":{"rendered":"ELF Auction &amp; Dun&#039;ilsar"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\n<font>Day 52, Year 538 of the Ascendancy<\/font><\/p>\n<p>\n<font>Dreadfully early on the 52nd day of Winter, a<br \/>\ncrowd gathered in a small hut to the west of Puddleby. What drew these<br \/>\nexiles, like flies to a burning flame, was none other than E&#8217;las<br \/>\nLoth&#8217;mon Ferindril&#8217;s auction. It went off pretty normal as auctions go,<br \/>\nbut people weren&#8217;t as generous as they normally were with donations.<br \/>\nPerhaps the exiles were all strapped for cash, but I&#8217;m rather under the<br \/>\nimpression that they were just plain grouchy, as I was, that the<br \/>\nauction had to be held at three in the morning. Time passed slowly, and<br \/>\neventually the auction was over, and the clan had made a little over<br \/>\n2800 coins. The auction was definately a learning experience, for many<br \/>\nitems that traditionally held high values did not sell for much,<br \/>\nincluding spores, metal, and the elusive brambleberries.(Check out a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar-files\/files\/auction.sit\"> Vision Stone<\/a> of the auction)<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><font><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar-files\/img\/auction.gif\" alt=\"ELF Auction\" width=\"360\"><\/font><\/p>\n<p>\n<font>I was a little disgruntled that my cigar had only<br \/>\ngone for fifty coins, and everybody was tired, but we could note rest<br \/>\nyet; our Dun&#8217;ilsar against the Order of the White Elephant(OWE) was<br \/>\nonly twenty minutes away. We all assembled in the park, and found that<br \/>\nwe were going to be hopelessly out numbered by OWE. We only had a total<br \/>\nof nine members: four fighters, 3 mystics, and only 2 healers. To make<br \/>\nmatters worse, our heavy hitter Viper fell unconscious, and suddenly we<br \/>\nwere the proverbial chicken with it&#8217;s head cut off; we were hopelessly<br \/>\nconfused and unorganized. This was mainly due to the fact that our Clan<br \/>\nLord Fleming was not present. Things looked bleak, but luckily, Viper<br \/>\nwoke up in time for the contest. We all paddled our way reluctantly to<br \/>\nDal&#8217;Noth Isle, to meet our competitors.<\/font><\/p>\n<p>\n<font>OWE had been waiting for some time now on the<br \/>\ncursed isle, but they greeted us cordially, and a brief review of the<br \/>\nrules was made. Then came something we had not counted on: OWE and ELF<br \/>\nwere to wind themselves up to the Dal&#8217;Noth Town, to sew the fallens for<br \/>\nthe rescue safely. This gave us time for more of our healers to arrive,<br \/>\nand by the start of the challenge, our numbers had increased greatly.<br \/>\nBoth clans boarded their boats, and stood before the beach of Dal&#8217;Noth<br \/>\nIsle. Fuzz of The People gave the count down: &#8220;On your marks. 3, 2, 1,<br \/>\nGO!&#8221; and we were off.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><font><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar-files\/img\/boats.gif\" alt=\"At the starting line\" width=\"217\"><\/font><\/p>\n<p>\n<font>I quickly hopped off my boat, and made my way to<br \/>\nDal&#8217;Noth Town. I met little opposition, except for the occaisional<br \/>\nDal&#8217;Noth, and I was at the Town in no time. However, upon reaching the<br \/>\ntown, members of OWE swiftly ran past me with their fallen. I quickly<br \/>\nran into town to see how our fallen were doing, and to my dismay, they<br \/>\nhad not even been raised yet! Our healers quickly saw to it that they<br \/>\nwere back on their feet, and the desperate race for town was begun.<br \/>\nCharlos of OWE had reached the altar in town in no time, and things<br \/>\nlooked hopeless for us. However, the other fallen member of OWE fell on<br \/>\nthe way to his boat, and members of ELF blocked one of the narrow<br \/>\npassage on Dal&#8217;Noth to prevent his passage. That sealed the fate of<br \/>\nOWE; our two fallen, Entil&#8217;Zha and Zephyr, were able to make it to the<br \/>\naltar in no time. We had defended our title as Dun&#8217;ilsar! Tav&#8217;riel<br \/>\nFerindril! For the glory of all clans!<br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Day 52, Year 538 of the Ascendancy Dreadfully early on the 52nd day of Winter, a crowd gathered in a small hut to the west of Puddleby. What drew these exiles, like flies to a burning flame, was none other than E&#8217;las Loth&#8217;mon Ferindril&#8217;s auction. 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