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    i is dumb and stoopid.  wanted a pirates ring,  not the necklace,  pm mina, vixen or drifter in game if your selling.

    i missed out on the one in auction,  so who gonna sell me one?  Looking for a pirates bracelet,  socketed if possible

  please check website, i am going to update it this weekend...so if your name is not on our member list...pm me or email me or something so i kinow to put it on.   thanks guys

    my kids came home from school today screaming that the worl is gonna end on wednesday...   caused by some project that is to see what happens by throwing high speed molecules together or something..it got me top wondering. What would be the one thing you would want to do if you knew you had three days left,  AND  how do you think the world will end?  lol

   My answer is  i would like just one daty of being NORMAL and i think the polar caps will change, causing tremendous chaos on erath and not quite ending civilisation but annoying it greatly  lol,   (course thats already happened in game  lol)

wouldnt mind getting an anka on jhelom,   is kinda hard to leave if your dead?    or get your stuff...nowhere to rez on entire isl

    as i had requested a scottish song the other week and was shocked that nobody new any scotish bands..thought i would leave a little list for the next show,  lol
   Each one has a little ratings story next to it:


  Danny Wilson don't warrant a mention either, while Sheena Easton is completely ignored. What are we talking about? Well, The List, Scotland's equivalent of Time Out, has just drawn up its shortlist of the 50 best Scottish bands of all time... ever! and it's inviting its readership to decide on the best. In the past we've never shyed away from going through other people's shortlists and telling you why they're entirely wrong, so, with only our incredibly poor memory and MC Strong's Great Rock/Indie Discographies to guide us, TiaPL proudly presents - in the same sort of sense that a small child proudly presents their potty during toilet training - our look at what is apparently the cream of the tartan tunesmiths. While the list is in alphabetical order, rather than any sort of merit based system, readers are advised that the quality of the bands does decrease as we get closer to the end of the alphabet.
Altered Images // Possibly the only group of people in the world who would consider going to the Isle of Skye on their holidays to be something to get happy about. Singer Claire Grogan now makes a career out of singing "Happy Birthday" on 80's reunion tours, doing some acting and looking quite foxy, despite her age.

Arab Strap // All the misery of being accosted by a depressed drunk at a particularly down at heel bar, but without the alcohol to numb the pain of the joyless experience. Latest album "She won't Lerrus in, the Bitch" is available in drop-in centres, shop doorways and outside recycling banks as we speak.

The Associates // Billy Mackenzie released some records to critical acclaim, but with little commercial success, he eventually left the industry and dedicated himself to looking after his greyhounds before tragically committing suicide shortly after signing a new record deal. Could his life story be any more indie?

Average White Band // Not part of the "Self-Assured Naming System" scene; see The Incredible String Band and The Sensational Alex Harvey Band" for details.

Aztec Camera // We only know one of their songs off hand, but as the track in question is "Somewhere in my Heart", one of the most fantastic songs ever written, we'll support their inclusion.

Bay City Rollers // Probably Scotland's greatest contribution to the world of pop, we seemed to give up after this. Has any lyric managed to sum up the joy of being young and alive with a whole motorway of opportunities stretching out in front of you better than "We sang shang-a-lang and we ran with the gang doin' doo-op-dooby-doo-a"? We think not.

Belle and Sebastian // The socially inept weegies who, if you believe the Brit Awards - and we trust them implicitly - are better than Steps. Their latest Trevor Horn produced album has found them moving closer to them, however, in an embrace of pop sense, rather than a silver outfits and dance routine style, though that could be next. "Lazy Line Painter Jane" is probably their finest moment.

The Beta Band // Had their moments, though invariably those moments were lost amongst a load of self-indulgent twaddle.

Big Country // Played guitars that sounded like bagpipes and failed to be an influence on any other band whatsoever, quite possibly because they played guitars that sounded like bagpipes.

Bis // The first unsigned band to play Top of the Pops and, as a result of this massive publicity boost, they promptly failed to make any real impact on the average pop punter in the street, which was a shame as they were rather ace indeed, but at the time, screechy girl vocals weren't considered that appetising by the general public. Fortunately tastes have since changed since then, otherwise tATu would never have got as far as they did.

The Blue Nile // Apparently their 3 albums are, respectively, "A classic set of pop elegance", "[an album of] late night sophistication and moody atmospherics" and "A classy effort". As we've never heard anything by them, we'll take their word for it.

Boards of Canada // Showing to the world - and by world we mean a very small group people - what happens when you bugger around with the wiring of your Casio, which is always a good thing.

Bronski Beat // We hate Bronski Beat. Not because of the music, which is good in a high-NRG stylee, but because whenever a Jimmy Somerville fronted song comes up in our pub quiz, we can never remember whether it's a solo, Communards, or Bronski Beat effort.

Cocteau Twins // Not actually twins, but as Robin Guthrie produced lots of Lush stuff, we'll let them off.

Deacon Blue // "Twist and Shout" was ace, but they do have to take responsibility for the televisual career of Dougie Vipond. The only way they can absolve their sin is if they take on Dougie Donnelly, of "Tillicoultry, Near Stirling" fame, as his replacement for the newly reformed version of the band.

The Delgados // Perennial John Peel faves, but don't let this put you off, they're creators of some of the most gorgeous pieces of low-key pop that the world, or at least our record collection, has seen. We recommend you download acquire legally the kids choir version of "No Danger" and don't come back until you agree with us.

Donovan // After his original "Mellow Yellow" based career faded in the seventies, Donovan struggled to make an impact on the music scene. This all changed, however, in the late eighties, when he decided to reinvent himself, changing his image from a middle-aged Glaswegian to that of a young Australian soap-actor. Re-energised, he subsequently went on to have hits with such genre defining tracks as "Two Many Broken Hearts", "Sealed With a Kiss" and "Any Dream Will Do", all the while carrying out a clandestine relationship with everyone's favourite Australian pop princess, Kylie.

Eurythmics // Hmm. They can only really lay claim to a 50% Celtic factor, but lack of tartan-ality hasn't stopped others claiming the Scottish pound note - Rod Stewart, we're looking at you here. The Eurythmics released loads of ace singles in the eighties before splitting up, releasing various interminable solo 'works' which served mainly to get Annie Lennox a nomination for Best Female at the Brits every sodding year. They reformed in 1999 with the single "I Saved the World Today" from the album "Peace" and proved that while solo they might be rubbish, when they got back together they were just as bad as whatever spark of magic had existed between them had been extinguished long ago.

The Exploited // Once released a single with Anti-Pasti, who are as much of a mystery to us as The Exploited are.

The Fire Engines // Sure, it's catchy, and fair enough, everyone knows it, but is "Nee Naw Nee Naw" really good enough to push a bunch of vehicles into the top 50?

Franz Ferdinand // Eye-liner wearing boys with floppy fringes performing angular post punk pop with an enthusiasm and excitement that's rarely seen these days, what's not to like? Other than their sniffy attitude towards other pop bands, that is.

Goodbye, Mr Mackenzie // Presumably included because Garbage are considered too American, but they'd quite like Shirley Manson to turn up for the ceremony.

Idlewild // Edinburgh based lads who feel that because they're released a couple of decent tunes, they can churn out album after album of dull indie guitar rock and claim that because it's a bit on the noisy side they're challenging the very heart of what modern music is all about. The cocks.

The Incredible String Band // Part of the "Self Assured Naming Scene", see also The Sensational Alex Harvey Band.

The Jesus and Mary Chain // They wanted to be in a band, but felt that the actual process of creating music was far to much hassle, so instead decided to go onstage, thrash about at their instruments with all the grace and skill of a particularly uncoordinated chimpanzee and then, for a big finale, have a mass brawl with the audience. This apparently shook up the music scene in 1984, which is true enough if you consider "shook up the music scene" to mean the same as "failed to crack the top 40 until 1986".

Josef K // Influential post-punk act who spent most of their career in obscurity until a tie-up with Kellogg's led to them being the first band to inspire a breakfast cereal. They're now not only known for their music, but also for their well toned thighs and perfectly flat stomachs.

Lonnie Donnegan // Little is known about the private life of the king of skiffle, though recently discovered documents have led historians to believe that his father was a dustman, or that he at least was known to wear a dustman's hat. Claims that he also wore 'Cor Blimey' trousers and lived in a council flat have, however, been dismissed by experts as mere speculation.

Love & Money // We know the sum total of bugger all about these guys, but they did call their debut album "All You Need is...", so for that alone, we'll applaud them.

Lulu // Had some hits in the sixties, now continues her career by clinging leech like onto modern day boy bands and botoxing her forehead to oblivion in the mistaken belief that it makes her look young.

John Martyn // Was born in London, which casts considerable doubt onto his Scottish credentials, despite the fact he was raised in Glasgow from a young age. Indeed, his first album was called "London Conversation", for any true Scot, the only conversation you have about London is that of the "It's a nice place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there" vibe.

Frankie Miller // Best known for Caledonia, which was used in an ad for Tennants lager and is essentially the sort of thing that high-ranking SNP members reckon to be the best sort of music in the world ever, though they probably think it could be improved if the guitars sounded more like bagpipes.

Mogwai // Do you remember the beautiful sound that Gizmo, the Mogwai from the Gremlins films, would make when he was happy and sang? These guys sound a bit like their namesake, if you substitute the word 'beautiful' with 'godawful' and 'sound' with 'racket'.

Mull Historical Society // First album, Loss, was very ace indeed. Second album, Us, sounded very similar to the first album, only not as good. We didn't bother getting the third one.

Nazareth // Jesus Christ.

One Dove // One Dove mainly existed so that people writing about lovely voiced, but ultimately quite dull, singer Dot Allison can use the phrase "formerly of underrated dance act One Dove" in their articles, thus helping them fulfill their word count, although nowadays this has been superseded by the phrase "who is currently dating troubled Libertines frontman Pete Doherty".

Orange Juice // Former frontman Edwyn Collins now spends much of his time avoiding the limelight, mainly down to problems caused by his having an eminently punchable face, instead his days are spent swimming around in the big pool containing all his profits from "A Girl Like You", just like anthropomorphic Scottish waterfowl, Scrooge McDuck.

The Pastels // Without The Pastels, the twee Scottish indie scene would merely be the fevered imaginings of various reformed bedwetters from around the country.

Primal Scream // All students are now legally required to have a copy of Screamadelica in their record collections, although they're not required to listen to it, which is just as well, what with it being a load of badly-dated tosh, unlike their current work, which is just tosh. "Loaded" is still quite good, mind.

The Proclaimers // The true winners in this shortlist, go to any dodgy club in Scotland at closing time and watch what happens as "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)" is played, for a brief moment, the fighting stops, the broken bottles are put down, the knifes are resheathed and all in the building will put their arms around each other, punch the air slightly out of time with the rhythm and start doing the "barumba" bit at the wrong time. Of course, once the final chord is strummed, it all kicks off again, but for one moment, that song unites everyone in Scotland. Unless you're of a different religion, that is.

The Sensational Alex Harvey Band // Part of the "Self Assured Naming Scene" - see also The Incredible String Band. They reformed in the nineties and did a tour, only without the inclusion of a member who you would have considered to be quite vital, Alex Harvey himself.

The Shamen // Made headlines with the controversial - in the sense that no-one other than some tabloid editors with pages to fill cared - hymn to the evil blood-boiling mind-bending drug ecstasy, Ebeneezer Goode. Other than that, they were a bit rubbish, all things considered. We could quite happily go through the rest of our lives if we knew we'd never hear "Move any Mountain" ever again.

Simple Minds // "Don't you Forget About Me", they sang. Oh, you have? Never mind. They once soundtracked an advert encouraging you to drink more milk, but had a similar effect on the drinking habits of the public as the Shamen did on their drug-taking habits. Mind you, Simple Minds probably did have more effect on the latter.

Snow Patrol // Umm, yes. Can we say "Obvious attempt to keep the younger section of the audience interested"?

Rod Stewart // Wearing tartan does not make you Scottish, and quite why we'd want to claim this untalented and dire fool as one of our own beggars belief.

Teenage Fanclub // There is absolutely no need to own more than one Teenage Fanclub record.

Texas // Oh, for god's sake.

Trashcan Sinatras // We doubt that even the bandmembers' own mothers could say with a straight face that they deserve to be in this list.

Travis // Travis are the sort of band who not only make you embarrassed to be Scottish, but make you feel ashamed to be human, humiliated by the fact you have ears with which to hear it and finally leave you wishing the ground would swallow you up for the simple fact that you too have hands and could potentially make such ham-fisted rubbish and release it onto an unsuspecting public.

The Vaselines // Kurt Cobain liked them, this fact alone leads us to believe that they were entirely rubbish.

Wet Wet Wet // This band who can probably lay claim to the title of least essential band of all time. Frontman Marti Pellow found the shame of being the lead singer in such a rubbish band so hard to cope with that he eventually turned to heroin to numb the pain of having to belt out "Love is All Around" for an audience of middle-aged housewives every sodding night of his life.

  Long had the memories been dormant. Laying at the distant back of the mind surrounded by a vagueness reminisent of childhood memories. Strangely, Mina could not remember much of her younger days. She had grown up in Moonglow unaware of her ancestral past. The fae were just another of the learned mages within the city perimiter. That was before the darkness came and the hoardes invaded. Before she fled into the woods and learned the ways of Nature properly.
Mina had been having some sleepless nights of late. Not having dreams or nightmares, but vague visions popping up into her head..visions of vague memories that did not seem to be hers. Something must be going on she thought. Having talked to a couple of her Queen's protectors about it, all was laughed off as reading too many of them books in the library as she was akin to doing. Fae always were happiest when learning or reading a book.
She rose out of her bed, the sun once again was shining. "i think today shall be a great day" she murmered to herself. After she washed and had eaten, striding towards her faithful pony, Destiny... There came a voice in her head.
"Mina my child, The oracle seeks you out-Go forth and find him!"

A little put out to say the least she was. "Oracle? who is an oracle? why would he be seeking me out?". She was truly baffled. She went back into the great guild hall of the Felucca Warrios to study what books she could on oracles.
After many hours searching through the library she came upon a book which tickled her interests. "I never have seen this book here before" she grined.."The origin of the Fae, this will be good reading". She read the book, puled into it by tales of woe and of war, demons and heroes and historic places. "well," she sumised, "looks like i shall be travelling into my ancestral home of wind then!". She donned her finest garments and mounted Destiny to hunt out this Oracle. Galloping towards wind, the memories of the fae passed throughout her.
She aproached the stranger with caution, he was standing there in the centre of Wind. "Dia Duit Mina. Caimara tha sibh?" he said to her. "I am well "she muttered in response, not realising she had actually spoken in ancient Fae or that they were talking in a dialect though lost from the days of peace. "you are the Oracle i have been hearing about in my head?" she asked quizingly. "Nay lass" came the reply " I am the oracle you have been hearing in your heart". He went on to explain how the past had been, the war of wind...demons and the three tribes and importantly, why he had returned. The Oracle was commanded by the gods and spoke for the gods. He had been sent to re-unite the tribes and let them once again live in glory, The days of the scattering were at an end.
"Sa'luna and Xenthril have been watching over you my child. They are pleased with you" he looked deep into Mina's eyes, so deep she could feel his gaze around her soul,smothering it. " They have a given me a special request of you." Mina was bewildered. That the gods had even considered looking down upon this horror ridden land, let alone look upon her. " What do the gods request of me Great Oracle?"
The Oracle grinned a wide sheepish grin, showing emotion for the first time in their meeting, "Lady Mina-Queen of Heroes, Leader of the Felucca Warriors. I am here to re-unite the tribes and it will be your role as governed by the gods to lead the Na'du'raos tribe, as did your ancestors of old. you are to be Na'du'raos Elder" He looked intently at Mina and continued " I have yet to find the other tribes but their elders have also been called forth to meet here".

Mina thought for all of a second, then bowed her head and accepted her new role within the Fae.
The Oracle and the new Elder wandered around Wind for a while discussing various things. Mina beconed to leave and bid farewell to the Oracle.
 As she walked out of wind into the still sunny sky, she bowed her head and nodded a greating to Lord Stroem Safai, a confused looking Fae entering Wind......

   hey guys,  when ye next see Eru'Tan online,(probably tomorrow sometime) can you wish him luck.  he just passed his army tests and has now been accepted into the British Army.   Our lil boy is all growing up and ready to flee our evil grasp,  hehe

   hey guys,  am outa town for lil while and laptops not great for getting onto the game..sooo..if i cant magic it to work while i am away...can one of my faithful queen's protectors get guild together for a hunt or two and protect the lands from whatever the jester is up to   HE he hehe.....might be back for a few hours friday night..possibly..but away again saturday  ...thanx guys.

      for the fel warriors around..  website has been updated a little.

Felucca Warriors Guild Site

new page with banner for sylvan heart and downloads

   come on guys...i am voting twice a day and getting a friend to do it also...so get everyone together and have a voting frenzy..we are dropping down....

  just made a web page for uo gatway and thought...i got lil copied banner from shard website for now, but its got a code under it that you can click and copy...then  post to your my space pages for the shard.  give it a try. Might get new people in here for us to play with...hehehehe


http://www.sulexservices.com/uogateway.htm

   i cannot carry on in real life...i am worried to death...just lost connection and cant get back onto shard.....scary part is that i am standing right in front of dread pirate...noooo...lol   

  Please leave wreaths in memorial..lol

    The Felucca Warriors have recently had a little reconstruction, We have re organised our structure and Mina, Queen of Heroes has appointed a new Brigade in her army. The newly formed Queen's Protectors, Some of her finest Druids and strongest warriors.
  During the re organising, Lady Mina declared that little fel was to be from this moment on, known as Fel Town and any who chose to live within the town borders would be given the protection of the Felucca Warriors.
Visitors to town are welcome to visit the casino and browse the guild library and trophy room upstairs just past the bar.

All Felucca Warriors are requested to bring a book with their story to add to our great guild history library.

   Walk our town with the knowledge that you will be safe, for a defender of fel town will not be too far away.

 Mina, Queen of Hero's and proud leader of the Felucca Warriors led the brave hunting party on towards Skara Brae. Strange tales were rising of elements gone crazy in the town, Some had said of a strange prince claiming rule over the town....But they were all put down to crazy bantering of homeless souls and tramps. Surely no-one would be mad enough to believe such childish tales of monsters, But many a strange happening has happened of late. The recovered gateway to Felucca has  opened many possibilities for the dark and abnormal creatures that roam there. Still,  Mina decided that it had to be checked out, The people of Skara Brae may need the Felucca Warriors help.
Gathering her troops, the Queen's Protectors. A newly formed brigade of her army consisting of her finest Druids and Strongest warriors. She enrolled the help of Aador, one of the best War Generals available to the lands and onward they marched, onward to Skara.
All seemed well upon reaching the mountain pass just outside Britain. The troops were fresh and eager for battle. To wet their swords along the road they had planned to slaughter the blood wolfs on the other side of the pass. What was to happen would be a different story altogether...

The battle was swift, ferocious, all had gone to plan. The blood wolfs were destroyed. Only the blood wolf spirit was left, to roam in agony at the loss of its children. Lady Morwen warned of a strange sensation....as in expectation of impending doom or destruction. Her warning came at an opportune moment. The Queen's Protectors had cleaned their blades, tended to wounds and were ready to face any foes that challenged them.  That was the moment the deadly imp appeared, spiting its poison towards them. General Aador advanced on it, weapon drawn at the ready. He engaged in battle with the deadly imp while the queens protectors fired their heal spells and cast death spells upon the enemy. The battle raged and the fight was drawing to an end, but it was not to end there....out of the mist raged an almighty roar....a petrifying sound that shrank the soul of any warrior...a roar so load that it seemed impossible to have come from any creature known. Then it appeared before them....a strange creature that looked half dragon and half demonic abomination. A fierce dragon indeed. It spat fireballs into the meelee and warriors fell to its blasts. It charged into the fray biting at everything and spraying fire all around. The deadly imp fell as Aador plunged his sword deep through its body. But he could not dismiss the fierce dragon, The dragon bellowed more fire...hotter than a million hearths...burning the fighting warriors where they stood. Its fire was so hot that the fallen bodies were turned into rock and melded with the ground. With her troops falling all around her, Mina went to her knees and prayed to her skyguds for help, for the strength to defeat her foes.......A strange mist enveloped the battle and all fell silent.   
  Mina rubbed her eyes gently..as if waking up from a deep sleep in the realm of dreams. The fierce dragon was nowhere to be seen, Aador and her Protectors were also stirring and rising up from the ground. Before them stood two shimmering bodies, one hovering like an angel the other snarling like a devil. It was the Skyguds Acacia and Alaric. Acacia simply smiled and wished them luck in their journey, while Alaric smiled his sheppish grin and muttered "good fight, you did well". Then in an instant...they were gone.
   Everyone was standing, amazingly none had died, none were injured. The Skyguds had truly saved them and resurrected the warriors that had fallen. But there before them stood a momentous site.  All of the bodies that fell...burned into the ground by the fierce dragon were still there. Moulded into rock by the searing heat...with only the elements and time able to move them now.  Mina muttered to her fellow warriors, Here lies a memorial site now. To the memory of all who fall in these lands, and all who strive to protect those who dare pass, To the Felluca Warriors and their Brave heroes.
  With that, they continued their march on Skara to depose the foul prince that they say reigns there.
 

    just while shard is down, most of us will be here on and off checking for news...while here...go to the top of page and click the vote on top 100 link...help the shard move up a slot or two.     

   been trying since this morning to get in...is it just me or is there a problem. It keeps saying the cant connect message...grrr...just when i finaly have a day off..

   yeah,  reverted back to our proper name..too attached to it i think.   If any fel warriors are around this evening at around 6 or 7 eastern,  look me up and i'll do a lil hunt for ye all.  Been so busy with work lately that i hardly been around,  so sorry for neglecting my duties.  catch you all tonight...{friday 27 june}

   buying pirates necklace,  pm mina or drifter or Vixen Redblood  thank yuuuu

  The casino is now officially open for business...located next door to Little Fel Mall.  All are welcome to bring along a set of cards for a lil game o poker in a beautiful surrounding, Or go upstairs and use the casino bar and games room or just relax in the upstairs garden..hehe.   Dont forget to register your names for next Poker Tournament..

   enjoy