The Ireem Chronicles

You will never believe what happened in the past few days!
Even now, looking back I find it all so hard to imagine its almost as if I have dreamed it all.

From the skies, or so it seemed, these strange Monks appeared and they were killing people in numbers never before seen.

Six or seven times, I lost count, I tried valiantly to attack but in second found myself laying in the warm desert sand mortally wounded.. Seemed that nothing you used against them, by any race, would do any damage.

Despair rushed through Ireem as people ran back and forth to the physicians office to be healed. All the food stalls seemed to empty in the snap of a finger and people were wandering around dazed, confused and starving.

I thought surely this was the end of the new world myself and Hunter had come to, the place that was to be are refuge from the hell we had escaped from.

Then an amazing thing started to happen. Right before my eyes I saw those of different races coming together to talk about a way to save, not just their own race, but all races.

From this came a plan and suddenly when the Monks showed up there were archers and shooters up high trying to take them down while people down below drew their weapons and went in to attack. We were working together  for the first time and the strength of races united was something to behold.

A priest called us to the Eternal Fire to bow our head in prayer for some and quiet contemplation for others. He spoke about us, the monks and blessed us all and gave us strength to go on with our united front.

Then the leaders of the races found relics that were special and treasured to their own race and decided to enter the portal where these strange Monks kept coming through.

Inside we all stood around wondering what we could do and then the Princess found a hint and another came up with a combination that opened a book with yet further information.

It was determined that we would all lovingly lay our relics on a table and each and every race signed an ancient scroll.

With this being done we left the portal and within minutes we all rejoiced. They were gone..they were defeated not by one, or two but by Ireem as a whole, putting aside race and creed and saving the land we so dearly love.

Will they be back? I don't know for sure. The door to the portal was sealed shut again but there is nothing to say that one day , perhaps in the far distant future, the portal will once again open and then I can only hope those still alive will remember the past and how Ireem was saved by all.

~ written by Dez The Yipper

Are you tired of the group/clan/race that you are in?

Are you looking to make a change with this new year?

Well then check out a new Pirate/Slaver clan that I have started we would love to have you join us.

Get in on the bottom floor, learn everything or share everything you know about KOS with us.

We will always be Pirates and all of the other Pirate Slavers are our brothers and sisters and when they call for help or raid we will be there.

At the moment we are also part of "The Alliance" that exists but one never knows in this wild and crazy world how long that will last.

All Rules of Combat here in KOS are to be observed as well as SL TOS.

Training will be provided for those that are new. We'll deal with everything from breaking Treasure Pots to combat.

So if you have always wanted to be a Pirate now is the time to make the move to The Bounty.

We are new and in need of members to make us "official" so if you want to experience the pirate way of life just go up to the Game Room and there you will see the Clan Book, look for #860, The Bounty and join us today.

Just go up to the Game Room in the sky and there you will

The Bounty

Dez  ( SL Avatar Name: Dianne Davies)

Strange creatures seen wandering the walls of the Dark Knight Headquarters! Is this an Infestation or has the Dark Knight' little pram been turned into a funny farm? Or Maybe the Magi finally started to do everyone a favor by turning Dark Knights into the true animals we all know there are? No, I fear this little tale is far less grand.

  There have been a few odd reports of Dark Knights doing away with blood dolls in favor of animals. Rumors are have poured in about them feeding on everything from unicorns to common house rats! Other stories tell of their blood dolls leaving for darker and dare I say more stable domain.

  But, at the heart of the tales is the main story that the Dark Knights are turning animals into humans. Why? Are they so ashame to be an animal blood suckers that they would forced train those poor beast to walk in human form? Although one might question a race that is lead by a naked woman floating in midair and co-lead by another semi naked who packed with an invisible punch of death, would not be so worry or feel shameful about silly things like sucking blood from animal (And no, the Chronicles would not like to received letters or pictures on how they suck blood from those animal, so stop drawing those picture right now!)

  Surely this goes against some code of conduct? But this writer thought differently since Dark Knights don't follow such a thing. Expecting anything good from a Dark Knight is like expect Am to turn down a quick capture, or Aizen to turn down a fiddle.

  Another question arose... what if the Undead start to follow the Dark Knights? Where will all the blood dolls go? Sadly this writer cannot answer those questions. But ask the Dark Knights. They have now gone from Sandcastle to Funny Farm. For all of those who read a previous article it should make sense. Their leader, the Floating Queen of the Funny farm.... where life may not be so beautiful all the time.  Though, having said all that, one must admire the genius of this.

  After all, it's free to feed those animals where they suck the blood from. Certainly cheaper than buy meats or fishes. No wonder there is not many butchers working in Ireem nowadays.

  Let's celebrate this new enterprise spirit of the desert!

Animal in human form! Who said Dark Knight are not magical?

~ written by Kitten Evil Invisible Claw of Death

A curious incident happened recently when a pirate slaver was seen taking some palace residents. Here is his account of the event:

============================================================

“The security of the palace seems to be failing as of late, making it possible for a slaver to break into the palace and snatch one of the harem ladies, bringing her to the block. To pull of something like that, you would think this slaver would be strong, skilled in fighting, or one that collects slaves and tries about everything to get his hands on it. So, was it Am? No ... Cow then, a very skilled fighter? Oh no ... then maybe a more reckless guy like Jordan? No, not even him. It was a young slaver, hardly able to hold on to his own sword that was able to bring this lady to the blocks, penetrating the palace. It turned out the guards were 'away'.

Another slaver bought her and though you might think that he had bad plans with her ... did he rape her? No ... did he tried to disguise her and use her for his own purposes or try to sell her again? Not even that.... This is what actually happened: he dressed her, fed her, gave her some water to drink, secured her and looked around for one of the guards. Now, you would think this slaver is crazy, but of course he was keen enough to expect a fee for his good work. This is Ireem, nothing comes for free.

The guard he found though, not liking this slaver, had something different in mind. She started to threaten him, didn't want to pay not even his expenses, while it was the guards fault in the first place. More so, do you think she asked who kidnapped the lady? I think it didn't even come up in her mind, and of course I wouldn't have told her. But instead she tried to push full responsibility on the messenger, threatening him with trials and torture.

Turns out she didn't have the means, not even to buy the lady from the block would she have been there.

I have released the lady, and though she might have some imprints from bindings, I didn't harm her otherwise. But now, one of the palace-guards owes me. Stupid that I let her go? Maybe but if the palace can't afford to protect the ones they should, there is no money in it for me.

Next time I might like to do something different with a lady from the palace, or not bother at all about her ... let the men of Ireem have her! Those ladies seem to be seen as a catch once placed on the block, there was enough interest in buying her. I only can rejoice in a young pirate taking his chances when he sees them and getting well paid for it.

Oh, and then this man passed by, while we were negotiating ... literally, passed by, he was obviously a palace-guard, even called 'the commander' by the other guard ... he didn't talk to me, nor did he tried to fight me. Actually, he didn't seem to care about the guard nor about one of the residents of the palace that was in his care. Giving the moneylender a good bottle of rum I found out this 'commander' is a rich man. I didn't want to spend more good rum to get to know how much ... I already spent enough.

I'm certainly not the one that is going to hide behind being a guard or even a commander, I'm a slaver, I do jobs for money, my name is Taureck Ryker"

A curious message was delivered to one of the Chronicles' resident kitten this morning. Upon the discovery, the editing staff decided that to share with everyone the content.

********************************************************

Hear ye, hear ye, people and denizens of Ireem!

    Her Majesty, Malley, Queen of the Vorgoth, has received a tribute of surrender today from the Djinn, Undead, and Merfolk factions.  This tribute was in no small part due to the consistent and flourishing raids by the Vorgoth (dark knight) faction.  Under their continuous assaults and unrelenting lust for battle they have finally brow beaten these three factions into subservience.  Vorgoth's superiority, if not outright sheer determination, has shown these factions that they shall not be taken likely and are a force to be reckoned with.

      The Vorgoth, upon the turning of this New Year, began a ceaseless campaign of bloodshed and trials upon Ireem’s sands.  All factions faced serious casualties under the sheer bewildering numbers of the Vorgoth faction.  Their fortitude, stamina, and sheer will of valor allowed them to tirelessly work towards taking back what was truly theirs.  Shortly before this campaign the Vorgoth reached a stagnant period in their growth and suffered from a great many losses.  

    Like vultures, the other factions of Ireem jumped at the weakened faction, and banded together against them.  Nearly, if not all, factions of Ireem formed a coalition with the sole intent of eradicating the Vorgoth from the sands.  The Vorgoth Queen, Malley, was Ireem’s “Public Enemy Number One”.  This did not deter the valiant queen from taking up arms and marching into battle gallantly with her troops.

    Her warriors, like a rabid horde of demons, mutants, and abominations that are the stuff of nightmares stood like stalwart reapers behind their queen.  With every blow they received during this campaign they grew stronger, braver, and more deadly.  In hopes of destroying the beings of the Vorgoth the factions of Ireem in all fact created something more powerful than they could possibly comprehend.  

    When reached for comment the Vorgoth Queen stated, “We are ever so pleased to accept this great tribute of surrender from our enemy's and their acknowledgment of  the Vorgoth superiority. We look forward to this period of if one could call it such, uneasy peace, and have chosen to decrease our raids slightly.... in honor of acknowledgment of the Vorgoth superiority. We look forward to this period of if one could call it such, uneasy peace, and have chosen to decrease our raids slightly.... in honor of such a gracious tribute.”

******************************************************************

Obviously we don't know if the crystal was indeed a tribute of surrender. According to our ever active and ever watchful Chronicles kittens, they have spotted a number of warriors from undead, merfolk and djinn delivering a crystal each to the Dark Knight headquarter. Of course we cannot rule out the possibility of those warriors happen to got lost in the desert and mistakenly drop their crystal to the Dark Knight's home. For most of the onlookers though, it hard to argue against this act anything but a peace offering.

What becometh to our true to the core pirate with a tireless passion for taking slaves to auction, who was put on trial and found guilty?!  But of course he would spring back to life the next day, business as usual and profit, his voice ringing through the sands "Beautiful slave girl on auction! Come bid!"

Am at trial

A lusty young pirate called AM,
Notorious in the Kingdom of Sands,
Set off the day with the usual Plan,
"Ahoy! Mam!"  It was fine then.
She wined him and dined him,
They had much fun over night,
With all that rum, he could not run nor fight,
And found himself caged and in binds.
The People held a trial,
The lawyers present a huge file,
It took a while,
Yet he sat with a smile.
The ladies scowl,
comments were vile,
They brought him away,
But the next day,
AM is back,
Swaggering boist'rously,
A loud laugh and a bold
"Beautiful Girl on auction!"
You'd know he is not done,
And laugh to see you run!

Salutes Am,

"Yar har, fiddle de dee, ..Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free! You are a PIRATE!"

~ written by Munira

It seems a mysterious ship as crashed along the shore. The passengers mysteriously died of something. Wreckage it's self reaked of rotting flesh! Only live things seen "escape" were a nasty little hoard of rats. Yes, that is right Ireem! This is another plague warning!

  Please look out for the following plague symptoms:

- A nasty cough with bright green mucus.

- The urge to cough on others.

- Urge to run around nude.

- Fierce muscle cramps.

- Increased hunger for wine, drugs... and sex

- Gangrene... just watch your toes, fingers, lips and tip of the nose... they could rot and fall off, hopefully not while having sex.

- Sudden cold sensations throughout your body.

- General ill feeling, like you toss two days worth of food.

- And lastly.... well you might drop to the ground and start to spazz!

- And lastly death.

  Do your part Ireem! Seek out a friendly Alchemist for a reasonably priced It will last you 30 days once taken.  I will personal do my part by offering antidote for 5g... heh, if you can find me and if my supplies hold out.

Written by Sayuri.... who also adds: for the love of cheese stop calling her Liang!

Hi Citizens!

Want to have someone new in the game? Think it might be fun to have some new blood running a business here? Someone who likes to shake things up a bit?

If so..then VOTE for me , Dianna Davies (aka Dez Al Sharifa) for the owner of the Blue Lagoon Cafe.

I'd love to be able to run the cafe, get some events going to get some more traffic on both KOS and KOS2. Would be great seeing folks wandering around over by the cafe enjoying the entertainment and getting to know each other a little better.

My slave boy will be serving and he does have just the cutest butt *laughing*.


Thanks for your support!

A stranger in town

Some of you may have noticed a stranger character hobbling around the town, dressed in black and frequently stopping for a rest.  A wizened old man, stooped over his walking stick he seems quite polite and friendly.  But who is he?

  His name is Philodemus and he has only recently arrived.  He is very old and seems at death's door, indeed, he has been heard to say that Ireem will be his final home.  He is a Magi but professes little interest in the fighting and politics of town and palace.  When watching the bickering and fighting he sighs and sadly turns away . . . .

  He becomes more animated if you ask him about the deeper mysteries of life.  His eyes will gleam and he sounds almost youthful in his speech and he will happily speak, if he deems the listener ready,  of what he has learned over a very very long life.  Because he is grateful to be in Ireem for his final days, he has created a Meditation room that all can visit.  It is a pleasant place for just sitting quietly, or, for practicing Meditation and can be found near the Lawyers Office.  There are helpful notes on the walls.

  But who is he, where is he from?  He does not talk much but it seems he was originally a Ceasarian who nearly died when a nearby volcano killed all his family.  He was nursed back to health by a passing Shaman and then followed her, learning her craft.  He traveled many years in the desert with the Bedu and seems comfortable talking to any folk but does not like to see others being cruel or contemptuous.

Once again, I had managed to fall asleep in the Chronicles office.  But instead of lurking the office, I decided to take a walk. My random travel through the city soon took me to one of my favourite spots. Nothing special, just the small balcony over the city gates. I was then approached by the dark knight Eve (or was it Blair now?  Not sure, since she keeps changing her name to aviod being arrest), and given a small bit of rum to give to the editor, specifically suggesting him to drink it.  She also handed me a scroll containing information of a strange virus.

  "A new enemy has risen in the lands of Samhara,
a creation of pale skinned Dark Knight hands,
 one who cant be fought with blades,
  one who cant be seen or heard,
  one so small, yet strong enough to kill the mightiest fighter
  sneaky as an assassin, faster than the best horse
  flowing with the wind over the sands to conquer them
   beware citizens and creatures, you'll be next.

  Once the seed is planted in one's body it will spread, contagious filling Ireem and the sands with madness and pain.

  The symptoms vary, most seen is fury and rage to attack anything in sight, lose of eyesight, red and black dots on the skin and feeling of coldness.

  The antidote is to most people unknown, though randoms occur the dark knight have it in their possession."


  I viewed this act with slight suspicion. After all, Dark Knights have been upset with the merfolk sinse the alliance fell. Then there were the random attacks on the merfok... and the list of reasons why this all seemed fishy grows from there.  Yet, I decided to take the bottle back to the office. Perhaps Kito could hire a magi to test?

  As I turned away from the bottom for a moment, the quiet peace of the office was broken by back the sound of shattering glass! I quickly looked and it seemed one of the office cats had knocked over the bottle or rum! But, before I could wipe up the mess... one of those freakishly large guard rats jumped out from the donation till.  The little hungry creature quickly licked the floor clean!

  "Oh no! Kito's going to be upset with me! I know how much he enjoys a good rum"  I muttered.

  That is when I noticed something odd. The rat started to display a few odd symptoms. First, it was floating in the air like a piece of fish.... not the first rat like creature that perform this trick in the city, of course.  It then suddenly attacked the leg of the chair with it's claws! I avoided its odd rage by moving toward the nearby bookshelf with the office cats!  The rat's brown fur began to fall off in chunks, and skin turned an odd sickly pale shade. Just then, some idiot tried to steal from the till. Before I could warn the thief, the engaged rat suddenly hovered in the air, let out a loud cat like hiss before biting the thief's neck!

  The thief fled, but the rat stayed behind. I finally remembered the dagger I had on my person... jumped down from the case. I took aim at the creatures belly... cutting it open.

  "Oh gods! That thief is now a carrier! Heh... I will need to take this rat to the alchemist to have an antidote made. But.... will it be in time to save the city?!"

  Looks like there is a nasty bug running around Ireem. Might be best to avoid all thieves or any strange people who try to give you free rum!

~ written by Sayuri (Edited by the annoyed Editor who have to clean up the broken glasses on the floor)

The day found me... doing what I do best, napping on the the office over one of Kito's books. I suddenly awoke to the sound of these words shouted across the city "Anyone with the palace will die!" Greatly confused I soon rushed out of the office... to the sound of more shouting!

 "... I will... put the captives in a barrel of acid sending them to the 2nd death without enough of anything to bring them back so you need to stop this attack. Return the prisoners or you know I will do it ... Return also Ironhides body" called the voice of the irate princess.

" How about we just feast from your flesh instead and make the sultana['s blood?] our bath water" called the voice of someone I did not recognize. There were mentions of certain people being held for ransom. Yet much of what was said only made me feel more confussed. Was this something between the palace and the Undead? Or was it Merfolk again the palace? Could there be more groups or races involved? 

It soon turned into a shouting match between Gavi and Page.

 "you make no sense you who sit in judgement over me who has never raised her weapon against a Mer but has sought out to protect the mer you young one who knows little of what has happened in the Mers own past here"

 "...Page, you know little of the real mer past, you are too clouded by this past leader Sun, who lead the mer's completely wrong treating them as victims...we will be strong! Sun is a false leader Iani and myself are the true mer leads!"

Once the shouting died down, I headed to the mer temple to see if I could find the truth about what started this madness. It turns out it all started when a gift from the mer people... a comb, was burned. Taking this as an insult, the mer-folk turned to their true allies...

 "Chan and I were accepted into the palace for a good will meeting, I brought her a gift, a mermaid comb made of gold and blessed by Lalita. Then the sultana and princess page attacked us verbally, insulting our choice of allies and asking why we wouldn't throw in with the palace." explains Gavriella.

 "I found our true allies...  together with the Dark Knights, Djinn and some Bedu we stormed the palace taking a knight, Ponzio and a pirate woman captive as they cowered in the palace like the cowards they are! ...The palace has paid us great insult! That is what happened, our allies rose up against them to defend our honor...and i'm sure there were some other motives in there!" said the current co mer leader, Gavriella.

It seems the city will be plunged into another war. Yet, mention of a past mer, who was never an official mer leader ones prove how out of touch the palace is with the current mer clans.  As a former palace lady I don't have much to say in way of the palace's defense. Yet, I was truly saddened by some of Princess Page's comments shouted oh so carelessly through Ireem.

- reported by Sayuri