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Lem: Corrected autospell errors

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	"I'll keep that in mind next time I go out on patrol." I watched as he deftly strung the powerful weapon all the while he said		"I'll keep that in mind next time I go out on patrol." I watched as he deftly strung the powerful weapon all the while he said

	"You have to be ready for anything when you're out ~~along~~. We Longs are usually a long way from safety."		"You have to be ready for anything when you're out alone. We Longs are usually a long way from safety."

	"Yes, but I don't tend to carry everything I need for a long scouting mission around with me when I'm home. Next time I go out on patrol I plan on packing a little heavier that I normally do. By the way is there some kind of food that will keep this cave of stomach full when I'm out there."		"Yes, but I don't tend to carry everything I need for a long scouting mission around with me when I'm home. Next time I go out on patrol I plan on packing a little heavier that I normally do. By the way is there some kind of food that will keep this cave of stomach full when I'm out there."
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	Malisa Hassan, Prime Minister of The Northern Midlands'''''		Malisa Hassan, Prime Minister of The Northern Midlands'''''

	I shook my head, I had always hated official business but I guess that there was no way for me to get around this case. After all not only was I the one responsible for the arrest of the defendant, but I was also one of his victims. Tomorrow when I reported to George, the patrol master, I would have to show him this letter so that I would be detached from patrol duty for the ~~during~~ the trial, not that I was looking forward to it. After looking at the note I placed it on my desk with my journal and took off all of my heavy equipment before I went into my forge room to do some work on the bow that I was creating. The piece of steel that I had left to cool the last time that I had been here was now quite cool and as flexible as I had intended it to be. I carefully trimmed the size of the piece before I picked up a small double handled knife and began to work on the yew stave. The first thing I did was trim the piece down to roughly five feet long, this bow wasn’t something that I personally intended to use, before I got down to the real work of getting the bow to the right shape and proportions that I needed for it to be considered a proper long-bow. When I had roughed out the shape of the bow, I looked over at my other bow, the one that I had been using for years as a template for this new weapon, though this weapon would be far more finely crafted than that weapon.		I shook my head, I had always hated official business but I guess that there was no way for me to get around this case. After all not only was I the one responsible for the arrest of the defendant, but I was also one of his victims. Tomorrow when I reported to George, the patrol master, I would have to show him this letter so that I would be detached from patrol duty for the duration of the trial, not that I was looking forward to it. After looking at the note I placed it on my desk with my journal and took off all of my heavy equipment before I went into my forge room to do some work on the bow that I was creating. The piece of steel that I had left to cool the last time that I had been here was now quite cool and as flexible as I had intended it to be. I carefully trimmed the size of the piece before I picked up a small double handled knife and began to work on the yew stave. The first thing I did was trim the piece down to roughly five feet long, this bow wasn’t something that I personally intended to use, before I got down to the real work of getting the bow to the right shape and proportions that I needed for it to be considered a proper long-bow. When I had roughed out the shape of the bow, I looked over at my other bow, the one that I had been using for years as a template for this new weapon, though this weapon would be far more finely crafted than that weapon.

	Some time later when I had finished the most vital part of the creation of a Kelmar weapon, the incising of the the God Runes that gave the weapon is potency, I looked up and found that it was getting dark out. It was then that I remembered the fact that I still had to go talk to Drift about the sign that I had ripped out of the wall five days ago in a fit of frustration. I wasn’t looking forward to the meeting, but then again I guess that I deserved whatever came my way. I quickly threw on my favorite black cloak and made my way down to his forge where it looked like he was just closing up for the day. He looked up and saw me and smiled		Some time later when I had finished the most vital part of the creation of a Kelmar weapon, the incising of the the God Runes that gave the weapon is potency, I looked up and found that it was getting dark out. It was then that I remembered the fact that I still had to go talk to Drift about the sign that I had ripped out of the wall five days ago in a fit of frustration. I wasn’t looking forward to the meeting, but then again I guess that I deserved whatever came my way. I quickly threw on my favorite black cloak and made my way down to his forge where it looked like he was just closing up for the day. He looked up and saw me and smiled

ShadowWolf: add {{universe}}

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	By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]		By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]

Oberon at 16:58, 9 October 2007

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	{{author note\|These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.}}

	By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]		By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]

Bryan: linking series together

2007-10-04T05:43:07Z

linking series together

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	I spent the next half an hour going through forms before I sheathed my swords, collected my archery equipment and headed back to my room where I left all of my archery equipment behind before I went shopping for the things that I would need to make arrows. The sun was beginning to go down when I finally got back to my room with the last of several barrels that contained all that I would need to make arrows. Tomorrow I would be able to go out and do something which I was trained and experienced at doing, for the first time since my unauthorized mission back more than a month ago. That would truly be interesting. I just hoped that the new officer that he had assigned me to was everything that George said he was. With those thoughts on my mind I went to bed, a very tired cat.		I spent the next half an hour going through forms before I sheathed my swords, collected my archery equipment and headed back to my room where I left all of my archery equipment behind before I went shopping for the things that I would need to make arrows. The sun was beginning to go down when I finally got back to my room with the last of several barrels that contained all that I would need to make arrows. Tomorrow I would be able to go out and do something which I was trained and experienced at doing, for the first time since my unauthorized mission back more than a month ago. That would truly be interesting. I just hoped that the new officer that he had assigned me to was everything that George said he was. With those thoughts on my mind I went to bed, a very tired cat.

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Oberon at 23:03, 3 October 2007

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	~~'''~~These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.~~'''~~		{{author note\|These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.}}

			By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]

	This morning I had to deal with two different issues. The first was the fact that my incompetent patrol commander was trying to get rid of me because I hadn’t followed her order to the T even though those orders would probably get me killed. The second issue was the fact that the last time I had left for patrol I had, in a fit of frustration, ripped the Snow’s Tinsmithy sign from the wall on my way to where I normally ate breakfast. Now I would have to deal with an irate Samoyed because of that action. Some days it just didn’t pay to get out of bed. I slowly climbed out of bed and stretched out feeling all of the muscles in my body as I did so. I yawned hugely exposing all of my teeth to the air before I finally stood up. By the bed there was something new that I had never seen before. It was tall post of wood that stretched from the ceiling to the floor. At first I wasn’t really all that sure of what it was meant for and then I looked at my hands and I remembered something about the cat that I had owned for twelve years back home. Like most well to do Kelmar youths I had been able to afford to have a real version of my spirit guide. That snow tiger was what my current form was based on. When I had owned him one thing that I had been forced to do was to alway have a post of wood, available for him to stretch his muscles and sharpen his claws on. I reached up to the ceiling with my hands and extended all ten of my hand claws, hooked them into the wood post and pulled down. I don’t know what it was about doing that but for some reason that really made me feel good. With all of of my little things taken care of I quickly got dressed, since I wasn’t going out today I could dress in lighter more casual clothing, not that there was a big difference in what I wore. Once I was dressed I made my way to my usual mess facility that I ate at. As I sat down I noticed a lithe tawny black spotted form moving through the tables to sit down by the door. The grace with which he moved was something that I quite easily recognized. The form which this person had been graced with was definitely feline, though his form was much smaller than my own. Then again the rat knight Sir Saulius was definitely an indication that even a small warrior could be very dangerous under the right circumstances. I continued to eat my meal while just watching what the other people in the room were doing. When I was finished my meal I put my dishes on the counter where they were supposed go and then headed towards the door. As I passed the door the cat, a cheetah I now recognized said		This morning I had to deal with two different issues. The first was the fact that my incompetent patrol commander was trying to get rid of me because I hadn’t followed her order to the T even though those orders would probably get me killed. The second issue was the fact that the last time I had left for patrol I had, in a fit of frustration, ripped the Snow’s Tinsmithy sign from the wall on my way to where I normally ate breakfast. Now I would have to deal with an irate Samoyed because of that action. Some days it just didn’t pay to get out of bed. I slowly climbed out of bed and stretched out feeling all of the muscles in my body as I did so. I yawned hugely exposing all of my teeth to the air before I finally stood up. By the bed there was something new that I had never seen before. It was tall post of wood that stretched from the ceiling to the floor. At first I wasn’t really all that sure of what it was meant for and then I looked at my hands and I remembered something about the cat that I had owned for twelve years back home. Like most well to do Kelmar youths I had been able to afford to have a real version of my spirit guide. That snow tiger was what my current form was based on. When I had owned him one thing that I had been forced to do was to alway have a post of wood, available for him to stretch his muscles and sharpen his claws on. I reached up to the ceiling with my hands and extended all ten of my hand claws, hooked them into the wood post and pulled down. I don’t know what it was about doing that but for some reason that really made me feel good. With all of of my little things taken care of I quickly got dressed, since I wasn’t going out today I could dress in lighter more casual clothing, not that there was a big difference in what I wore. Once I was dressed I made my way to my usual mess facility that I ate at. As I sat down I noticed a lithe tawny black spotted form moving through the tables to sit down by the door. The grace with which he moved was something that I quite easily recognized. The form which this person had been graced with was definitely feline, though his form was much smaller than my own. Then again the rat knight Sir Saulius was definitely an indication that even a small warrior could be very dangerous under the right circumstances. I continued to eat my meal while just watching what the other people in the room were doing. When I was finished my meal I put my dishes on the counter where they were supposed go and then headed towards the door. As I passed the door the cat, a cheetah I now recognized said

Oberon at 22:08, 3 October 2007

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			'''These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.'''

	This morning I had to deal with two different issues. The first was the fact that my incompetent patrol commander was trying to get rid of me because I hadn’t followed her order to the T even though those orders would probably get me killed. The second issue was the fact that the last time I had left for patrol I had, in a fit of frustration, ripped the Snow’s Tinsmithy sign from the wall on my way to where I normally ate breakfast. Now I would have to deal with an irate Samoyed because of that action. Some days it just didn’t pay to get out of bed. I slowly climbed out of bed and stretched out feeling all of the muscles in my body as I did so. I yawned hugely exposing all of my teeth to the air before I finally stood up. By the bed there was something new that I had never seen before. It was tall post of wood that stretched from the ceiling to the floor. At first I wasn’t really all that sure of what it was meant for and then I looked at my hands and I remembered something about the cat that I had owned for twelve years back home. Like most well to do Kelmar youths I had been able to afford to have a real version of my spirit guide. That snow tiger was what my current form was based on. When I had owned him one thing that I had been forced to do was to alway have a post of wood, available for him to stretch his muscles and sharpen his claws on. I reached up to the ceiling with my hands and extended all ten of my hand claws, hooked them into the wood post and pulled down. I don’t know what it was about doing that but for some reason that really made me feel good. With all of of my little things taken care of I quickly got dressed, since I wasn’t going out today I could dress in lighter more casual clothing, not that there was a big difference in what I wore. Once I was dressed I made my way to my usual mess facility that I ate at. As I sat down I noticed a lithe tawny black spotted form moving through the tables to sit down by the door. The grace with which he moved was something that I quite easily recognized. The form which this person had been graced with was definitely feline, though his form was much smaller than my own. Then again the rat knight Sir Saulius was definitely an indication that even a small warrior could be very dangerous under the right circumstances. I continued to eat my meal while just watching what the other people in the room were doing. When I was finished my meal I put my dishes on the counter where they were supposed go and then headed towards the door. As I passed the door the cat, a cheetah I now recognized said		This morning I had to deal with two different issues. The first was the fact that my incompetent patrol commander was trying to get rid of me because I hadn’t followed her order to the T even though those orders would probably get me killed. The second issue was the fact that the last time I had left for patrol I had, in a fit of frustration, ripped the Snow’s Tinsmithy sign from the wall on my way to where I normally ate breakfast. Now I would have to deal with an irate Samoyed because of that action. Some days it just didn’t pay to get out of bed. I slowly climbed out of bed and stretched out feeling all of the muscles in my body as I did so. I yawned hugely exposing all of my teeth to the air before I finally stood up. By the bed there was something new that I had never seen before. It was tall post of wood that stretched from the ceiling to the floor. At first I wasn’t really all that sure of what it was meant for and then I looked at my hands and I remembered something about the cat that I had owned for twelve years back home. Like most well to do Kelmar youths I had been able to afford to have a real version of my spirit guide. That snow tiger was what my current form was based on. When I had owned him one thing that I had been forced to do was to alway have a post of wood, available for him to stretch his muscles and sharpen his claws on. I reached up to the ceiling with my hands and extended all ten of my hand claws, hooked them into the wood post and pulled down. I don’t know what it was about doing that but for some reason that really made me feel good. With all of of my little things taken care of I quickly got dressed, since I wasn’t going out today I could dress in lighter more casual clothing, not that there was a big difference in what I wore. Once I was dressed I made my way to my usual mess facility that I ate at. As I sat down I noticed a lithe tawny black spotted form moving through the tables to sit down by the door. The grace with which he moved was something that I quite easily recognized. The form which this person had been graced with was definitely feline, though his form was much smaller than my own. Then again the rat knight Sir Saulius was definitely an indication that even a small warrior could be very dangerous under the right circumstances. I continued to eat my meal while just watching what the other people in the room were doing. When I was finished my meal I put my dishes on the counter where they were supposed go and then headed towards the door. As I passed the door the cat, a cheetah I now recognized said
	~~“Good morning newcomer I haven’t seen you around here before.” I looked over at him before I managed a reply~~
	~~“I usually have my breakfast a little earlier. But, this morning I had some things that I needed to take care of.” He nodded before he held out a hand-paw and said~~		“Good morning newcomer I haven’t seen you around here before.” I looked over at him before I managed a reply
	~~“My name is Sir Edmund Delacot of the Order of the Protectors.” I glanced at his shirt and noted the small gold cross that was stitched in just above his heart.~~
	~~“I am Adòn Naharél of the Sundering Stone Clan from the Kelmar Clanlands.” His eyes registered some puzzlement before he finally managed to ask~~		“I usually have my breakfast a little earlier. But, this morning I had some things that I needed to take care of.” He nodded before he held out a hand-paw and said
	~~“Can you tell me where that is?”~~
	“It would be hard for me to explain sir, but suffice it to say that it is a long way from here, or for that matter any place that you would recognize.” He nodded before I asked him, politely if I could be on my way, I had things to do and people to see. He nodded his head before I wished him a good day and headed back to my apartment where I got dressed for my meeting with the Patrol Master. The last thing I put on was the two shoulder medallions that identified me as		“My name is Sir Edmund Delacot of the Order of the Protectors.” I glanced at his shirt and noted the small gold cross that was stitched in just above his heart.

			“I am Adòn Naharél of the Sundering Stone Clan from the Kelmar Clanlands.” His eyes registered some puzzlement before he finally managed to ask

			“Can you tell me where that is?”

			“It would be hard for me to explain sir, but suffice it to say that it is a long way from here, or for that matter any place that you would recognize.” He nodded before I asked him, politely if I could be on my way, I had things to do and people to see. He nodded his head before I wished him a good day and headed back to my apartment where I got dressed for my meeting with the Patrol Master. The last thing I put on was the two shoulder medallions that identified me as a bladelord of the bronze, these medallions were made of polished bronze with the engraving of a crossed hammer and sword below a circle of four stars surrounded by a wreath of oak leaves. As soon as I was properly dressed I headed towards the George’s office. When I got there I recognized the figures of both George, the jackal morph and of Barbara the female soldier. I stepped to one side placed my arm across my chest and bowed my head in respect. Barbara quickly took a position in front of George before she said

			“Sir this man is disrupting my patrol, he’s insubordinate, negligent in his duties, and reckless on the field in combat.”

			“What did he do Barbara?” George quietly asked the woman “Give me the details.”

			“He charged an enemy force against my orders to the contrary. I was forced to bring the rest of the squad in to follow him so that we could ensure his safety. At the end of the fight we had to recover him because he had collapsed for some unknown reason.” At that point I had to speak up before she sullied my name too much

			“Sir we were under fire from a well positioned enemy

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2007-10-03T19:04:13Z

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