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Oh, what a tangled web

May, 2004

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    Nobody Trusts a Paladin - Part IV

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    Nora felt as if she stood on the threshold of her destiny. Beyond the door was an immaculate oval chamber. The walls were cut from marble, the floor tiled with jade and ivory, and the ceiling high and arched with an elaborate mural made from colorful...
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    Nobody Trusts a Paladin

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    Nora looked down between the bars of the cage. Her blond hair hung limp from sweat due to steam rising from below. Her trousers, blouse and leather vest were torn, dirtied and damp, but nothing she wore looked more pitiful that the expression of despair...
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    Nobody Trusts a Paladin - Part III

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    The three followed Erik through the doorway, closing it as they passed. The light from Rankin’s lantern showed that the area beyond was a tunnel; the walls rough dirt braced by wood beams and expanses of natural rock. The passage was so narrow the...
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    Nobody Trusts a Paladin - PART II

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    When the three were finally out of the cage, Erik led them at a run back through the double doors. Clusters of goblins were regaining their courage in the shadows. Some were advancing slowly forward in packs of two’s and three’s, still held...
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    Groping in the Dark

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    Groping around in the dark, that’s where I am today. The lights are on, but there is not much to see. At least that’s the way it feels when I’m debugging this nasty piece of spaghetti. There’s no one to blame but myself. I rolled...
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    Late to the Fight

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    This story comes in answer to a challenge today to explain why trades via mail should be sent quickly. If you are not a collector of miniature wargame figures or an avid player of roleplaying games then you might miss some of the humor. Well, most of...
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    Late to the Fight

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    Mialee sat on a lone barrel in the corner of the ship’s hold. Her body was weary from the constant pounding of the ocean waves. She knew in her heart that elves should never travel by sea, but it was not the discomfort that plagued her, it was the...
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    First rule of Fan Club

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    Okay folks, after a lot of requests from the readers I've decided to go ahead and kick off the offiicial Wayward Fan Club. No, you don't need to buy anything or send me money. At least, not according to the new WFC by-laws. Members of the WFC will receive...
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    Second Best

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    I hit the water fins first, kicking inward as I touched down to keep myself from dropping completely below the waves. Paul was already in the water, ten or twenty yards away with his bouyancy vest fully inflated, bobbing in the shadow of a cliff wall...
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    Second Best

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    There is actually more to life than writing code. Some of us even have hobbies. It is certainly strange to take on a sport like scuba diving in Seattle, where the water is always dark and cold. It's even stranger to discover an abundance of like-minded...
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