Today we recieved a disturbing letter from Miss Zoya. Males of Ireem be warned:
"To my surprise I found an article in our newspaper about me, when I returned from a short journey to one of the great bazaars in our neighbouring city. /*editorial note: and it was soooo much fun to write this ! */ The subject of the article in the Chronicles is really a private matter between me and my sponsor, so you must understand that I am quite upset that it was published this week. I know I am not the source of the information. It must be brought to the reporters attention by the slave I had to use for testing or his Mistress. I should have cut his tongue! /* editorial note : phew, i am lucky that she does not ask me where I got my information from ! */
The matter is now public and I feel the need to set some facts straight and also to warn you all.
First I want it to be known that I never gave this substance to the unnamed slave or his Mistress. The secret records of the Magi tower showed that a few hours after all this happned a thief entered the tower and stole my entire stash of the blue powder. After reading your article I have reasons to believe that this thief was the slave I used or his Mistress. This slave will suffer, but more importantly I have no powder left for further finetuning of the mixture and I have to disappoint my sponsor temporarely. I assure you that I had a very unpleasant conversation with the elder knight.
/*editorial note: that reminds me: I still want to know who this knight is !! */
The powder in hands of the undead is of course a bad idea. Pranksters should not be in possession of powerful potions. This saddens me as I am a serious healer and want to be a reliable supplier of magical goods and services.
A last word of warning. I had to travel to the bazaar because I need to recreate the blue magical substance. I had to buy a few ingredients that are difficult to find in Ireem. One of them is gum arabica. I was warned by my supplier, the merchant Pfie Zerr, that the last batch of the gum was contaminated. And this contaminated gum was used in the stolen batch of the blue Viagrus. I asked the merchant what would happen with people eating the dangerous gum. He answered that some have been losing their memory suffering excrutiating pains and that others have turned into snakes for three days.
/* editorial note: eeek ! I have to burn the cake I made for my Master before he eats some of it ! He would kill me !! */You should have waited until all testing was done on cheap slaves ! Miss Zoya Zhukovsky"
Dear readers, please make sure you bring this message to everyone in Ireem because we do not know, who all does have some viagrus already ! And I saw Sir Polo on my own, he was very confused and could not answer my question about where he has been the last days ! /* editorial note: and more important: take out your comments before you bring the article ! */

Greetings, Dear Ireem!

Join us for games before the party on Saturday 26 September.

~Carpet Races~
Guys - get your girl on the carpet! Unfortunately, this is one of those contests in which the men must compete, and the women sit there looking pretty. But alas, this is the way of the world, and fortunately, there is no lack of beautiful women in Ireem. Each male contestant will bring as many females to the palace from auction as they can in ten minutes... one female at a time on the carpet.

~MMM... Mudwrestling~
Two opponents in each fight, with three rounds. Two out of three wins. The game will continue until one man (or really brawny woman) is left standing.

~Camel Race~
We would love to have the camel race, but it does depend on the lag on Saturday. Prize: $50 dinar (in the currency for the new SIM) for each final winner of each game.

Folie Luckstone, Palace Scribe

It was brought to our attention, that the Magi Zoya Zhukosky invented something very interesting ! As we all know, the Magi study everyday to improve their magical skills. I know that very well, because I often enter the tower and find it smelling strange or I see Magis with black faces, wild hair or burned clothes after a failed spell or potion !
But sometimes, they just find something new and great. So did Miss Zoya. After capturing a male prey she planed to try out someting new she was working on. Miss Zoya was approached by an unknown elder knight, who has troubles satisfiying his young wife in bed. She found a herb that might help, called taxus viagrus, and was now about to test this on her male captive.
After he agreed - and I doubt he knew what he is going to agree on - she gave him a spoonfull of the blue powder and some water and waited for some moments. And yes, we are talking of some moments, dear reader ! Planing to tease him by getting naked she turned around and already found him, well lets call it in the state she wanted him to be.
What followed now is nothing for the eyes and ears of our children, just let me sum it up: her experiment worked wonderful, the joyfull screams of the male slave, who does not want to be namend in here, were heard over the whole city ! Miss Zoya, not only excited about the good turn out of her experiment asked him gently " How do you feel, boy ? Describe it to me." He blushed and simply pointed down to his crotch mumbling " I don't feel very well Miss ! Will you please release me from my pain ?"
Zoya, as we all know her, is a gentle and nice Magi. On the one hand, his "pain" simply was a proof of her success, on the other hand she could not let him suffer that much. Telling him, this strictly would be in the name of science, she finally released him from his pain, and rumors tell, she enjoyed it very much on her own. I am not sure, but this time I heard her screaming now too. Only Allah knows what had happened in the tower !
After giving him back his clothes she let him go and disappeared in the basement to finish her work on the new potion. She smiled happily and nodded " great ! it is fullfilled ! I will simply call it Viagrus !"

Some hours later I talked to the well known undead Anneliese Wolfenhaut and she secretly showed me what she got from Miss Zoya. She told me laughing, that Palace guard Polo will have some fun soon. She gave me the information, the blue powder now was in his food and she saw him walking into his rooms with it by herself. Knowing how hungry Sir Polo always is, she assured me his wife Rana will soon scream in joy aswell. Not giving me any hint, who did this to him, she just shrugged and left me standing there alone, wondering.
Rana, who is still out on travels, for sure was not able to enjoy the new invention, but now thinking of it I recognize: Sir Polo did not leave his rooms since three days !
Dear reader, if anyone sees him , please let him know to contact me as soon as possible, as there are still some questions left !

Dear citizen, what an honor ! The Sultana herself speaks in our beloved newspaper ! I am proud and happy to share her wonderful thoughts with you, dear readers:
"It's a quiet night. There is no wind, no storms, no noise of swords ..... it seems that everyone is asleep. The Sultana wears her dark cloak and sneaks out of the palace. A few quick steps and she is in the desert. She kneels and takes a bunch of fresh sand in her hands, and a few tears fall from her eyes"I know, it's time to go. I saw the new city as in a dream. The new Ireem is beautiful and I'm sure I'll be happy !
But how can I forget this old Ireem? I was born here, grew up with her. How can I forget the people I met and loved here? How can I forget who made me smile, laugh and touched my heart ? Each and everyone gave me something, each in its own way "
And she remembers every name and every face .....
Then she collects another handful of sand, stretches out her hand and shifts the sand in a bottle and carefully takes the small bottle in her purse and whispers ” You come with me..”
Then she lies down slowly, facing the sky where many stars smile. She feels in awe of the wonder of creation.

Zanlu Heron, Sultana of Ireem "
How wonderful she describes how we all feel. Citizen of Ireem, we will miss our old land, but we will love our new one even more ! Everyone join and move together, bring the spirit of the old Ireem into the new ! And your highness, the reporters of the Chronicles are honored by your wonderful words and thank you in the name of all citizen for your generous and wise leadership !
Ireem let us bow !

Last week the Sultana held another audience again, giving her people the chance to speak. I was of course there to witness this, though my wedding was just a bit after ! Now, back from the honeymoon I will inform you, dear citizen about what had happened. Talking a bit about the knights and guards in general, the Sultana was heard saying, she would love to have a younger one, Princess Lillie got all excited and clapped her hands saying "Oh yes a younger one, a handsome good looking young man !"
Then Sir Kadar beckoned me to come forward. He asked the Sultana to honor me on my wedding day with a special congratulation, which she did. I was so excited, words cannot describe this !
After I stepped back into my corner, undead Jordina McGinnis was the next to speak. She talked about the rules of the city, stating she and her family are not very happy that the rules obviously do not count for everyone. She complained about beeing attacked everytime she enters the city unarmed. But she witnessed other entering the city armed and no one worried about this at all. Sir Kadar sighed and told her, she will not have to worry about this soon, things will change as we all know. He also promised to pass the concerns to the knights and was obviously shocked to hear of this all ! So was the Sultana and Jordi was leaving satisfied, that her wishes were heard.
Slaver Majid Axel invited the Sultana to his camp, but everyone saw his mischievous grin, so I still hope she does not give in to that !
The audience was quickly over as everyone tried to hurry home to get ready for the wedding. I hereby bow to the Sultana and the Princess " Thank you for coming and beeing part of this special moment in my life ! I will never forget this happy day !"
Oh, and we should not forget the wish from our highness: young men of Ireem ! If you are searching for a high position in Palace, if your are a smart and goodlooking man, strong and trustworthy, think about becoming a guard ! Princess Lillie would favor a single man aswell, so do not hesitate, be brave and take this chance !

Last friday our beloved Sultana was invited to visit the Magi tower and have a little chat with the Magis themselves. I witnessed this exciting moment of course, when the Sultana came with her staff Sir Polo, Lady Mirna, knight Ferax and knights leader Sir Seraf up the stairs to the tower.

Many Magi were crowded infront of the tower, waiting curiously to meet our highness. Magi leader Tim Speiser introduced his sisters one by one, not forgetting to mention their special magical subjects. Starting with Miss Dawnevea Destiny, he went on introducing Miss Zoya Zhukovsky, Miss Solsinn Franizzi, Miss Zeerya Pyrithea, Miss Lolita Nachtigall and Miss Jilsun Beverly.

After that, the Magi leader gave our highness a tour of the tower, while the Magi ladies stayed outside with me, waiting patiently. I handed out some cookies in between, knowing waiting can make you very hungry, but sadly I stole...I mean I took the wrong cookies, again ! Rumors tell, next to me three other Magi felt....sick. Of course I got the cookies that were used for spell and potion trainging! And I hereby want to apologize for handing them out *blushes*. Sir Tim explained the Sultana all different rooms and sections in the tower and what they are used for. He told her about the studies the Magi are doing to increase their magical power and the highness was very impressed.

Outide people started to entertain themselves, Solsinn was seen flirting with the knight Ferax and the knights leader Seraf was yawning several times. He obviously did not get much sleep the night before, I ask myself if this has something to do with his beloved wife Enigma ? Anyway, after Magi leader Tim showed our highness everything, they came back to the crowd infront of the tower. The Sultana answered Sir Polo's question "Interesting visit your highness?" with an excited "Oh yes, I have seen very interesting things !" and Sir Tim thanked everyone for joinging this event.

The Palace staff brought the Sultana safely back to her Palace and all Magi went on doing their normal business. After recovering from the side effects of the "poisened" cookies, I was able again to go to my wedding rehearsal and the day ended perfectly for all with new impressions, new ideas and new interesting people met. There is only one question left: What is Miss Dawnevea going to do with the strand of hair she picked up from the ground, where the Sultana was standing, putting it secretly into her pouch ?

Ireem is Dead...Long Live Ireem!

Join us in saying goodbye to the lovely old Ireem and to thank her and celebrate all she has meant to us. We have lived, loved, fought, and died, then reincarnated to do it all again, more times than most of us could begin to count. All on her beloved sands. And city streets. And ships. And musty old catacombs. Let's celebrate the joys and heartaches of the old Ireem, and say goodbye (with no regrets) to the vicious sandstorms that have tormented us all! September 26th, please join us in the Kingdom of Sand for a party!

"A party" is not a very good name for an event that represents so much to us all. We need your help with a better name. "Bye Bye Ireem"? "Last Chance Dance"? Yeah. Those suck, too. Please submit names for the party - the winner - if female - will get a wonderful prize - a beautiful necklace, heirloom of the Sultana's family! She will present it to you herself. If the winner is male, he gets something even better - a dance with our beloved Zanlu! (Send submissions to Mirna Muggins, the Sultana's personal secretary.)
And now Hiring: We are looking for entertainers for the goodbye-to-lag party: magicians, jugglers, storytellers, musicians, pets... We will need dancers, too, of course. If you are interested in applying for the job, please send your backstory to Mirna Muggins, the Sultana's personal secretary. Please note that if you are a male dancer, the Sultana herself may wish to privately interview you and make sure, first-hand, that your performance is.. well, adequate would be the best word to use here.All entertainers will be well paid, and just think of how good this will be on your resume!

Of course, we will all be meeting again in the New Ireem, which has been built with its back to the desert in such a way that we should suffer less from the terrible sandstorms which must, occasionally, afflict every desert city.
Folie Luckstone, Palace Scribe

Strange things are going on in our beloved kingdom ! After "cleaning up" the bounty boards by the law, because most of the citizen on there were already dead, travelled along or just dissapeared forever, Ireem had only a few quiet and peaceful days. This morning, when I went out on my daily rounds to search for new stories and gossip, I finally reached the above mentioned bounty boards. First just giving them a slightly bored look, my heart suddenly stopped beating, so did my breath ! Not only that every board is now signed out again ! No ! Every board is filled with amounts on the persons, that are ridiculous high ! But see for yourself:

Zanlu Heron: 100.000 K$
Damien Sack: 50.000 K$
lolita McAuley: 30.000 K$
Dinky Wingtips: 30.000 K$
Anneliese Wolfenhaut: 10.000 K$
Merlion Sabra: 2.000 K$
cowboy Boronski: 100 K$
cowboy Boronski: 100 K$

The questions here are now:

  • Who put so much money on these people and why ?
  • Who else then the Sultana has so much money ?
  • Is it a single person, are there different people or is it a group of people planing something big and evil ?
  • But if so, why this combination ?
  • What do these people have in common ?
  • Is someone trying to take over Ireem ?
Many questions to be answered here. Our beloved Sultana is in great danger, so are many others ! I just hope (and yes, especially for myself !) not to find this out so quickly ! And I hope to see some common sense among the citizen ! Don't let the money blind you to do something bad !

Today we recieved this letter from the Magi Mikael (MikeGL Undercroft):
"I am looking for test subjects that would be willing to be given a simple physical to test the differences in various effects of the desert sun on the skin.
Please send a letter (notecard) to me, Mikael , if you are interested. Payment for services can either be one magical favour, or simple cash.
While being treated as a subject you will be under Magi care, and will be allowed certain privileges. These include but are not limited to:
  • Bathing by means of magically purified water
  • Healing of any wounds or injuries
  • Protection in our luxurious basement
Also you will be given these rights:
  • No harm will befall you by Myself or my assistant.
  • You will not be thought of differently due to your faction
  • You will be treated with the utmost respect
  • You will leave with a prize!
Thankyou for your time.... all of it
From the desk of the Great Mikael"

During the last week we recieved a letter from the former slaver Raven McAuley. Reading his announcement to the citizen of Ireem, we of course got curious what happened. But read first for yourself:
"Dear Citizen!

After being captured by the djinn Naiyah, Naiyah looked into my soul and saw the trauma within. I recounted the story my father has told me as a child. My mother was a djinn, living in the Dijnn Realm. This would probably explain, why I spent so much time sneaking into their realm and eating their food. I had to learn, I am half human, half djinn. Indeed without my half Dijnn blood I could not have entered their Realm at all. Naiyah helped me to renew my feelings of honour and protection, rather than my slaver instinct of attack and capture. While still weak from my ordeal, Naiyah carried me to the knights camp, hoping that their leader will agree to take me in. Ohterwise I would have been doomed to roam the desert alone, with no home and no company other than my pet Raven, as I was no longer able to be among the slaver.
Today I belong to the knights, proud and honored to be part of them. From now on, I will put all my efford into saving the peace in Ireem, fight for the poor and weak and live after the knights codex ! Criminals, Capturer, warned !
Raven McAuley "
Yesterday we went to interview him about his letter. He repeated his story to us, revealing us he always knew, there was something special inside him. His father died when he was a little boy, all he knows are some memories of the stories he told him, when they sat together at the fireplace. He never met his mother, or at least cannot remember her at all.
After his father died, he was found by some slavers near the ocean, sitting in the sand. They took him with them, teaching him the life of a slaver. He tried his best to follow their rules, their way of living, but he never felt home.
After a huge fight with a bedouin, the djinn Naiyah found him wounded in the desert, taking him with her and caring for his wounds. When she touched him, she had a vision of his inner truth. His story revealing to her, they both made a decision. They agreed, he could never go back to the slavers. His true nature still fights against his dark side from time to time, but his heart belongs to the knights code now.
Ireem can be happy to have a man like him protecting the innocent. But only Allah knows, who will win the fight inside of him: his good nature or his dark side....

Dear World,

today I had a vision in a Dream. I was walking through darkness like always and then suddenly an annoying light came. It hunted me. I was confused and it made me aggresive. I fought against it but I never got it, so it made me more angry and I started to feel hatred. I woke up and still had this feeling. Hatred... against everyone and everything. This world is not good for a Demon like me. Every mortal makes dramatic scenes in his life, the excisting immortals are weak, fight against their nature and only excist as better humans. I thought about it very long and find a way as I told with Britt, the Djinn, why everything is bad for me. The world is a place of light and I am dark. Hatred is my shield. Intelligence is my sword. Darkness is my nature and light isn't my resort. I was hungering for so long. Didnt eat flesh and my demonic nature increases my murderous frenzy. I am a murderer, I like blood and hatred.So I made a decision: Since my pact with the City, I am not allowed to attack Citizens. Demons are like Djinns. Demons are living creatures, they don't rot and feel pain. The Djinns will make me to one of them and I will fight against the weaknesses of my old family and the mortals.

Darkness will come over you.
Loona Azazil, the Darkening.

Gain an Audience with the Sultana this Saturday, September 12th, at 1pm SLT.
Anyone of Ireem can ask to attend these... not just leaders. The Sultana wants to hear from all of her subjects.
The Sultana will hear your praise and any concerns for her kingdom THIS Saturday at 1pm SLT. This is rare chance to speak to the Beloved Sun of Ireem. You may praise her Majesty or ask for a boon, such as gold or land, or for relief of any back taxes and penalties. You may ask any questions of her that you wish, or discuss with her any reasonable subject, within the bounds of courtesy and respect. Only a limited number of audiences will be granted so make your appointment now.
IM Second Minister Kadar Jayaram or the Sultana's Secretary Lady Mirna Muggins to make an appointment.

The Muse

*Sits down in the café, inhaling the fragrant spices of the chai tea before her. Picking up her quill she pauses a moment in thought before dipping it in the ink and begins to write.*

Salaam good readers,
We have much to tell. So many things happening one never knows quite where to start. The beginning of the week, the middle, just a moment ago. It can be very confusing at times. We have Weddings, Lust Crazed Men, News from the Slavers, Proposals. It seems we, the Denizens of Ireem have been very busy.

Why just today I happened to be strolling through the Auction Square when I happened to discover it quite full. Brimming if truth be told. Everone stood in breathless anticipation as the Undead Tyr Threebeards took hold of the lovely Undead Jordina McGinnis’s hand, asking her to be his undead immortal bride. She of course said yes much to the applause of all.

But wait! There’s more! *stops to dip quill into the ink bowl.* The forthcoming weddings does not stop with the Romeo and Juliet of the Undead. It came to this Muse’s ears that the Grand Magi Tim has proposed to his beloved Dinky, owner of the Ireem Chronicles and newly appointed leader of the Citizens of Ireem. This will of course truly be a spectacular wedding to behold. I shall try my best to get a peek at the wedding list and snaggle myself an invite to the magical wedding of the year.

Weddings weddings weddings. Still another one! My my Ireem. Romance was in the air this week. I happened to be within earshot when a juicy tidbit fell right into my lap! Darkness Enyo of the Undead (fondly known as Darkii) has accepted the proposal of marriage from Cath the Slaver. If one was near enough to the catacombs you could hear the negotiations. Oddly enough they were arguing over the amount of times one could be intimate and not where the happy couple will reside.

Congratulations to all upcoming Brides and Grooms: Jordi & Tyr, Dinky & Tim, Darkness & Cath

*sits back to take a long sip of chai while thinking*

I received a bit of news this week. It seems the Slavers’ Captain Raiden has decided to retire. There comes a time in every Captain’s life when they must hand the torch to someone else, sit back enjoy the sound of the rolling waves, and a wench on his lap. Though no election at this time is pending, he has passed on the mantle of leadership to his right hand and General KITTY. Known through out Ireem for her tireless pursuits, wisdom, and generosity we feel sure the Slavers are left in good hands.
Captain Raiden *lifts quill in the manner of a fencing foil* we salute you and thank you for your services.

Now our final bit of news occurred last weekend… this was of lust crazed men scouring the sands in desperate need of women. They viewed all women as prey, even their own SISTERS! I was shocked I tell you. This Muse of course would never take part in such spectacle and hid herself away in a small dark space. I was able to observe as the men went bounding over the dunes chasing the women of Ireem. What makes this the more shocking is that the women were laughing at the men. They were seen whispering in corners and behind hands. Their eyes glinting with mischief and devious plotting, only a woman would understand. It had me pause and think. How could this be? How the men could be drawn up off silken pillows and sent to the sands. What could possibly induce such a thing? Then it came to me. The Sisterhood! Yes my lovely Ireem, it seems the mysterious Sisterhood has struck again. Who is behind this network, one can only fathom. This muse sits in anticipation for the next plot of the Ireem Sisterhood. Who knows… mayhap I shall even get a bit of info concerning it before it happens?

*stretches arms*

Well I think it is time for me to end our chat here. Remember keep those ears open, quills ready, and eyes wide.

The Muse

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