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★SimTitle0
★Toss in Air
★Stand
★Try for Baby
★SimFirstName0's household has too many Sims for her to become pregnant right now.
★Read Scroll of Wartime Orders
★Wait
★Talk to SimFirstName0
★Wait Outside
★Wait
★Wake Up
★Wake Up
★Pray for a Miracle
★Dance to the Lute
★Watch Magic Show
★Watch Chess Match
★Whet Blade
★Whittle
★WooHoo
★Read Advertisement Aloud
★Ask to be Best Man
★Ask to be Maid of Honor
★Your Sim's Bladder is too full to do that right now.
★Yes, SimTitle0, I will get you some food right away!
★SimFirstName0 cannot nap because she is Buzzed.
★SimFirstName0 cannot sleep while SimFirstName1 is crying.
★SimFirstName0 can't possibly sleep while she's feeling buzzed!
★SimFirstName0 just can't fall asleep right now!
★Check In
★SimName0 cannot read this book because she is not old enough to understand it.
★Wait for timeout.
★Convince to Elope
★Declare Marriage
★Your Sim is too tired to do that right now.
★Your Sim is too stressed to do that right now.
★Give Wedding Items
★SimFirstName0 is in too good of a mood to do this right now.
★Your Sim is too hungry to do that right now.
★Your Sim needs to be Home to perform this interaction.
★Your Sim is too heavy with child to do that right now!
★SimFirstName0 is too unfocused to do this right now.
★Food is already being prepared.
★This Sim is not home right now.
★Your Sim's spouse is not currently at your Sim's location.
★SimFirstName0 is too unfocused to do this right now.
★This interaction cannot be performed by a pregnant Sim.
★The servant is not currently at your Sim's location.
★Shoo Away
★Your Sim is too lonely to do that right now.
★This interaction cannot be performed by a pregnant Sim.
★This Sim is not home right now.
★Focus is too low!
★Ask to Leave Home
★Ask to Leave Room
★Warn
★It's SimFirstName0's Birthday!
★String0\n\nString1
★Happy Birthday!
★Due to her difficult upbringing, you will not be allowed to choose a trait for SimFirstName0. SimFirstName0 has developed the String1 trait.
★It's SimFirstName0's birthday!  Today she embarks on the next stage of Life's great adventure. Why not buy her a birthday cake and throw a party?
★It's SimFirstName0's Birthday!
★It will be SimFirstName0's birthday in a few days! Why not buy her a birthday cake and throw a party?
★It's almost SimFirstName0's Birthday!
★During her modest early development, you will not be allowed to choose a trait for SimFirstName0. SimFirstName0 has developed the String1 trait.
★Due to your excellent parenting skills, you may now choose a trait for SimFirstName0 to develop.
★You can't save while someone is having a birthday.
★Be Angry
★Take Babies Out Of Basket
★Laugh at SimFirstName0
★Pass Out
★Pass Out from Insomnia
★Throw Up
★Be Given Baby Food
★Drink
★Be Given Special Baby Food
★Be Picked Up
★Be Put Down
★Be Put in Crib
★Snuggle
★Be Taken from Crib
★Be Tickled
★Be Tossed in Air
★Blow Out Candles
★Your Sim doesn't know this Sim's family well enough.
★Change Clothes
★Chat
★Cry About Stolen Candy
★Cry After Being Scared
★Cry After Falling Down
★Have Candy Stolen
★Have Diaper Changed
★Let SimFirstName0 Out
★Let SimFirstName0 Out
★Stay Here
★Pick Up SimFirstName0
★Pick Up SimFirstName0
★Put Down SimFirstName0
★Put Down SimFirstName0 Here
★Put Down SimFirstName0 Here
★Put Down SimFirstName0
★Put in Crib
★Put in Crib...
★Put SimFirstName0 in Crib
★Put SimFirstName0 to Bed
★Put SimFirstName0 to Bed
★Sit Down
★Stand Up
★Take Bottle
★Oh no!  Some young Sims may be left behind because there weren't enough other Sims to carry them.
★Walking
★Put Down
★Pick up baby
★The baby is coming! Make sure SimFirstName0 is at home so she can have a safe and comfortable birth!
★SimFirstName0 is now the father of a new baby boy! SimFirstName1 just gave birth to a baby boy named SimFirstName2.
★SimFirstName0 is now the father of a new baby girl! SimFirstName1 just gave birth to a baby girl named SimFirstName2.
★SimFirstName0 is now the father of triplets! SimFirstName1 just gave birth to babies named SimFirstName2, SimFirstName3, and SimFirstName4.
★SimFirstName0 is now the father of twins! SimFirstName1 just gave birth to babies named SimFirstName2 and SimFirstName3.
★You cannot save the game during the birth of a Sim.
★Be Repulsed
★Retch
★React To Smelly Object
★Reject
★Be Rejected
★Freak Out
★Clean House
★Burn Something Nearby
★Stolen Object
★Be Fatigued
★KT
★HeadKT
★KT
★boneNoseTestA
★Bridge Depth
★Bridge Width
★Brow Curve
★Brow Height
★Brow Rotation
★Cheek Bone Height
★Cheek Bone Shape
★Cheek Fullness
★Cheek Bone Lessen
★Nasolabial Crease
★Chin Cleft
★Chin Depth
★Chin Height
★Chin Scale
★Chin Width
★Ears Scale
★Ears Pointy
★Ears Rotate
★Ears Size
★efeef
★Eye Corner Height
★Eye Depth
★Eye Distance
★Eye Height
★Eye Inner Corner Height
★Eyelash Length
★Eyelash Thickness
★Eyelid Height
★Rotate Eyes
★Eye Apex
★EyesBr
★EyesBrod
★Brow Forward
★Brow Inner Width
★EyesBrowsBr
★EyesBrowsBrod
★Brow Thickness
★Brow Width
★Eye Scale
★EyesDroop
★Eye Shape
★Eye Whites
★Eyes Lower Lid Height
★Eyes Lower Lid Height
★Lower Lid Fullness
★Eye Socket Height
★EyesTestSlider
★eyesTestSliderA
★eyesTestSliderB
★Eyes Upper Lid Shape
★Eyes Upper Lid Fold
★Eyes Upper Lid Height
★Upper Lid Shape
★Face Height
★Face Profile
★Head Width
★Cheeks Back
★Cheek Bone Decrease
★JawCheeksLesser
★Cheek Lower Fullness
★JawCheeksLs
★Cheek width
★Cheek width
★Chin Cleft
★Chin Scale
★Chin Shape
★Chin Tall
★Chin Width
★Jaw Depth
★Jaw Height
★Jaw Protrude
★Jaw Shape
★Jaw Angle
★Jaw Width
★KT
★Lower Lip ThicknessC
★Lower Lip Width
★Lip Thickness
★Upper Lip Thickness
★Lower Lip Flatness
★Lower Lip Shape
★Lower Lip Thickness
★Lower Lip Width
★Mouth Center
★Mouth Corner Depth
★Mouth Corners Rotate
★Mouth Curve
★Mouth Definition
★Mouth Depth
★MouthFulllipsA
★Mouth Height
★Lower Lip Back
★Lower Lip Tilt Forward
★Lips tilt
★Upper Lip Arch
★Upper Lip Tilt Forward
★Upper Lip Width
★MouthMedlipsA
★MouthTestSlider
★mouthTestSliderA
★MouthThinlipsA
★Mouth Width
★NoseBoneTest
★Bridge Height
★Nose Bridge Profile
★Bridge Rotate
★Bridge Roundness
★Bridge Width
★Nose Definition
★NoseEthnicity
★Nose Height
★NoseLargeA
★Nose Length
★NoseLs
★NoseLs
★Nose Mass
★Nostril Angle
★Nostril Arch
★Nostril Definition
★Nostril Thickness
★Nostril Height
★Nostril Height C
★Nostril Height
★Nostril Height B
★Nostril Open
★Nostril Open
★Nostril Open C
★Nostril Open
★Nostril Open
★Nostril Open D
★Nostril Scale
★Nostril Scale SAS
★Nostril Scale
★Nostril Scale B
★Nostril Soften
★Nostril Thickness
★Nostril Fullness
★Nostril Width
★Nostril Fullness
★Nose Profile
★Nose Protrude
★Nose Rotate
★Nose Rotate
★Nose Scale
★NoseSkinny
★NoseSkinnyA
★NoseSmallA
★nostTestSliderC
★Nose Tip Back
★Nose Tip Height
★Tip Length
★Tip Position
★Nose Tip Rotate
★Tip Rotate Down
★Nose Tip Scale
★Nose Tip Shape
★Nose Tip Width
★Nose Nostril Volume
★NoseWideA
★Nose Width
★Nostril Height
★Test Slider
★Test SliderA
★Test SliderB
★testNoseVerticalPosition
★TestSliderB
★Upper Lip Curl
★UpperLipFullness
★Upper Lip Shape
★Upper Lip Thickness
★Upper Lip Width
★HeadKT
★Congratulations on a new baby girl! A happy mother and a smooth pregnancy makes for a happy baby. Since SimFirstName0's pregnancy went so well you will be able to choose two traits for her to start out life with. What would you like to name her?
★Congratulations on a new baby girl! SimFirstName0's pregnancy went well, and she and the baby made it through smoothly. The baby has been born with the String1 trait, and you will get to choose her second trait. What would you like to name her?
★Congratulations on a new baby girl! What would you like to name her?
★Congratulations on a new baby girl! What would you like to name her?
★Congratulations on a new baby girl! What would you like to name her?
★Congratulations!
★What would you like to name the newly adopted kid?
★Invalid household placement
★Household
★No
★Yes
★The String0 household already lives on this lot but can accommodate more Sims. Should the two households be merged?
★The String0 family already lives on this lot and doesn't have room to accommodate any more Sims!
★Cannot place household on World lot.
★No
★Should the new household and its members have no home lot?
★Yes
★Out of the breadbasket and into the oven! Congratulations, SimFirstName0 has grown up into a lovely lass!
★SimFirstName0 is about to grow up!
★Grab a Bowl
★Bill - Amount 10000
★Uh oh, there's only one day left to pay the bill in the amount of 10000.
★Bill Due
★Insufficient household funds to pay this bill
★Insufficient household funds to pay all the bills
★More than one Sim holds bills in their inventories. They should be paying the bills.
★SimName0 holds the bills in her inventory. She should pay the bill.
★Pay All Bills (10000)
★Pay Bills Now
★Pay Bills (10000)
★Looks like your household bills have gone unpaid for too long. The repoman is on his way to repossess your objects in order to cover your debt.
★Repoman
★Throw Away Junk Mail
★Build on this Lot
★Selecting an in-use object resets the object and any Sims using the object. When moving an object that is being used by a Sim, be aware that the Sim will be transported to a nearby safe area.
★A Sim has been reset. When moving an object onto a Sim, the Sim will be reset and transported to a nearby safe area.
★Buy on this Lot
★Move Camera to Location
★Move Camera
★Move Camera To Sim
★Add to Active Family
★Baby Sitter
★Burglar
★Change Appearance
★Electric Rock...
★Force All Events
★Force Event
★Force NPC...
★Force Opportunity
★Force Visitor
★Grim Reaper
★Which side of a chicken has the most feathers? The outside... duh.
★When do doctors make house calls? Only when your house is really sick!
★Why don't ghosts ever get arrested? It's hard to pin anything on them!
★Psychiatrists say that 1 out of every 4 people is mentally ill. Check 3 friends - if they're okay, you're it!
★What's a foot long and slippery? A slipper!
★Did you hear about that new pirate movie? It's rated Aaarrrrrrrr!
★What do you call a fish with no eyes? Fsh.
★What did the number 0 say to the number 8? Nice belt.
★What time is it when an elephant sits on your fence? Time to get a new fence.
★What did the finger say to the thumb? I'm in glove with you.
★Llamas disabled.
★Llamas enabled.
★Magician
★Maid
★Mail Carrier
★Make All Happy
★Make Friends For Me
★Make Me Know Everyone
★Make Needs Dynamic
★Make Needs Static
★Modify Traits for Active Sim
★Plan Outfit
★Repoman
★Set Career...
★This sim does not age.
★Teleport Me Here
★Trigger Age Transition
★Have Marriage at String0
★Look At
★Shop
★Garden
★Grounds for the Dead
★Community Lot
★Park
★Shop
★Residental Lot
★Furnish
★Go Home
★I need to go home now. Bye!
★Looks like it's time to leave. See you!
★I've gotta go. Bye!
★Go Inside
★Go Out
★Go to Outside World
★Go to Yard
★Go to Garden
★Go to Location
★Go to Location
★Go to Repossesing Lot
★Go And Repossess
★Have Baby
★Go to Front Door
★Seek Divine Presence
★Stay Home
★Limp Home in Disguise
★Visit Community Lot
★Go on Date
★Wait By Front Door
★Some of your Sim's belongings needed to be moved around when you went to Edit Town. You can find them in the Household Inventory!
★Donate to Charity
★Donate 10000
★Donate to Undermine String0...
★Donate to String0
★Donate to String0...
★SimFirstName0 doesn't have enough money to pay for this donation. The balance will be added to the household's unpaid bills!
★Deliver Mail
★Return Stolen Item...
★Move
★Swipe Something
★Summon Artifact
★Vanish
★Create Townie Maker Object
★Gather Insult Inspiration
★Choose Bait
★Meet Up
★Gather Inspiration
★Gather Inspiration for Village
★Gather Inspiration from Stars
★Go Here With...
★Location is inaccessible
★Go Here
★Jog
★Run
★Run to your Destination
★Walk
★Walk to your Destination
★Search for Clues
★Search for Clues
★Go Here Alone
★Gather More Goo
★Search for Clues
★Search for Clues
★Go Here With...
★Go Here With SimFirstName0
★Go Extreme Jogging
★Go Jogging
★Go Here With...
★Inspect Water
★Extreme Jog Here
★Location is inaccessible.
★Jog Here
★SimFirstName0 is too fatigued to jog there!
★Go Here With
★Clean Floor
★Mop Up Puddle
★Follow Goblin Footprints Here
★Look for Bottle Here
★Look for Seashell Here
★Look for Seashell Here
★Look for Seashell Here
★Location is inaccessible.
★Sneak Here
★Stock Pond
★Teleport Here
★Toggle Lot Lock
★Visit Beach
★Visit Park
★Visit Fishing Venue
★Visit Graveyard
★Visit Lot
★Visit Small Park
★Visit String0
★Visit String0 with...
★Visit Beach with...
★Visit Park with...
★Visit Fishing Spot with...
★Visit Graveyard with...
★Visit Lot with...
★Visit Park with...
★and SimFirstName0
★Enter
★Thanks for having me over. I've got to go now. Farewell!
★Farewell, I'm heading home because I'm not feeling so great.
★I need to go to work... Perhaps it's time to leave?
★SimFirstName0, you've been misbehaving! It's time to leave!
★SimFirstName0 is behaving inappropriately! If she continues, I will have to ask her to leave.
★There's nobody home right now...
★There are no children here to play with
★Nobody lives here
★SimFirstName0 is out visiting the graveyard.
★SimFirstName0 is out at the park.
★SimFirstName0 is out at the moment.
★Knock on Door
★Thanks for having me over. I've got to go now. Farewell!
★It's getting pretty late... Perhaps it's time to leave?
★It is too late to visit anyone now.
★Visit SimFirstName0
★Visit household
★Visit Lot
★Visit SimTitle0
★SimFirstName0 didn't enjoy that date very much at all...
★SimFirstName0 thought the date went ok...
★SimFirstName0 had an awesome time on the date!
★SimFirstName0 is nearly ready for bed
★SimFirstName0 is feeling absolutely terrible, so is leaving the date early.
★SimFirstName0 is going to leave soon
★Unfortunately, SimFirstName0 isn't coming on the date because of a family emergency. SimFirstName0 wanted to be there though. Ask again soon!
★SimFirstName0 is rather upset to be stood-up!
★String0: \n\n String1
★Welcome, Watcher, to the newly founded kingdom of TownName! Please understand that this ambition is different from all others. It can never be completed and provides the additional freedom of playing free time quests at any time. This freedom does come at a price though, for no achievement can be satisfied in this Kingdom.
★Welcome, Watcher, to the newly founded kingdom of TownName! After the throne room's construction there were enough materials to continue. Place 1000 extra buildings and fill them with Heroes.
★Welcome, Watcher, to the newly founded kingdom of TownName! After the throne room's construction there were enough materials to continue. Choose a building and give it a Hero.
★The intrepid heroes braved the rugged mountain paths, putting their supply of rope and stakes to great effect. Despite the dangers, the thought of the ruins ahead kept them trekking steadily forward.
★Somewhere beneath the layers of earth, untold treasures practically shouted for their release.
★Combining the resourcefulness of SimTitle1 and the vast knowledge of SimTitle0, the heroes labored amongst the skeletons of a fallen civilization when they suddenly uncovered a dusty stone tablet inlaid with runes of precious metal.
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★As the crystal clouded, SimTitle0 tried to piece together the images she'd witnessed: a glorious palace, a crumbled tower, a brilliant light, a stone tablet... The importance of this discovery cannot be denied. This link to the ancient past surely will brighten our future,  murmured SimTitle0.
★And so SimTitle0 successfully dispatched the imposter monarch.
★SimFirstName0 saved the kingdom's treasure.
★And the townsfolk cheered for her, their new hero!
★SimTitle0 searched the darkest recesses of the cavern until she found the hidden passage...
★SimTitle0 snuck into the throne. I'll put so much poison in the Imposter's food that she'll die, go to the afterlife, then die again,  she vowed.
★SimFirstName0 did the deed, then slipped out unnoticed.
★SimFirstName0 found the grave. It radiated the warmth of freshly decomposing bodies. SimFirstName0 began to dig&
★And dig&
★SimFirstName0 found two skeletons pocked with knife marks, and a muddy locket.
★The winds shifted, carrying the sound of the royal guard's approach. SimFirstName0 swallowed the locket!
★You're so BRAVE for listening to this!
★This music is so HAPPY I could cry.
★I wonder if every line of text is as HUMOROUS as this one. (we're in trouble if it is)
★Are you awesome? Or most awesome ever? It's a MYSTERY.
★Um...MYSTICAL. Nothing clever to say here.
★I am so SAD everything in the game isn't as good as this soundtrack.
★You didn't even have to play the game to enjoy all this audio goodness.  So SNEAKY of you!
★You've made it to the end. You're TRIUMPHANT!
★"And there I was: standing before the lair of the wild beast, watching it gorge itself on truffles. I knew it was the time to strike."
★Swiftly and silently the cave was emptied of every truffle in sight. The treats were gathered into a large sack. The wild boar continued to sleep in spite of the presence of an intruder in its home. Clearly, the creature was utterly incapacitated from its recent truffle binge.
★"We spotted each other simultaneously and charged fearlessly at one another. With one swift plunge I drove a sharpened spear into the heart of the monster, vanquishing it once and for all."
★Hopefully the creature would find another kingdom to inhabit after waking to find its grotto emptied of savory snacks.
★As SimTitle0 stumbled into the clearing, she could already feel the warmth of the fire on her face.Many books were there and they were all ablaze. SimFirstName0 stared in wonder at the people assembled, and wondered how they could be so cheerful, so united in their hatred of the written word.As the fire began to burn out and the peasants began to return to town, SimTitle0 followed them, eager to accost them and demand to know why they were doing this.
★SimTitle0 walked into the forest clearing to find that the peasants had already gathered and that her student was eagerly teaching the basics.SimFirstName0 smiled and handed out a few books. Soon, each peasant had a book and was attempting to follow along as SimFirstName0 read them stories of knights and dragons.
★SimTitle0 walked into the forest clearing to find that the peasants had already gathered and that the teacher was eagerly handing out lesson books to the students.SimFirstName0 smiled and introduced the teacher to the peasants and the lesson began in earnest. Soon, everyone was sounding out new sounds and words and seemed to be having a good time.
★There were a number of peasants gathered in the forest starting a new bonfire as SimTitle0 approached."Here," she said, "toss this one on the fire as well."
★Suddenly, from the fire, a voice erupted. It was the voice of SimTitle1, ringing clearly and eerily from the flames.The peasants turned and fled, many screaming in horror. "I'll never burn books again!" shouted one, while another simply hid behind a nearby tree and sobbed.
★As the ship landed on the shore of the new land, SimTitle0 took her first steps off onto the fresh soil. She motioned for her crew to begin unloading the supplies and setting up the castle-in-a-box.This land was ripe with opportunity. She would build a new kingdom here - a great kingdom.
★There was no point in creating buildings to house and train the military if they were to be completely vulnerable to attack. Thus, thick stone city walls were erected along with these structures to defend against the mishmash of rabble-rousers, barbarians, bandits, thieves, and deadly chinchillas.
★"Ah, my favorite constellation: The Watcher's Eye. It humbles even these peasants."
★"What is this!? The Watcher's Eye has vanished! It must be a sign!"
★The requests had been fulfilled. It was time for SimTitle0 and the Crab Bandit to finalize the alliance between TownName and the underground Crab kingdom.
★The Crab Bandit gave a slight nod towards SimTitle0. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his crabby mouth.One of the smaller crabs scuttled forward and handed SimTitle0 a magnificent moustache, modeled after the Crab Bandit's own fanciful whiskers. The alliance was secured.
★SimTitle0 neatly bundled up the fat clothes and left them in the cave. What the Crab Bandit would really do with them, she would never know.
★"I can't believe I'm actually inside a cave looking for a 'Crab Bandit'. I'm as nutty as that inventor of the 'flying machine.'"
★Simultaneously, SimTitle0 met the Crab Bandit and realized that this whole adventure had been a terrible idea."CRAB BANDIT!!" she screamed, and quickly retreated from the cave.
★SimTitle0 thought about her choices in food preparation. "What if they're pescatarians?" she thought, "Oh well.".
★SimTitle0 snuck quietly back into the Crab's den and spied from afar. "What a peculiar beast", she thought, "though its moustache is quite magnificent." When the crab-thing had passed, SimFirstName0 slipped further into cave until she found another of the creature's cast-off shells.
★This time, the Crab Hammer neatly cleaved the shell into manageable chunks. As SimTitle0 collected the pieces, a telltale scuttling sound began to echo from a nearby chamber. SimFirstName0 grabbed up the last chunk and quickly escaped to the surface.
★SimTitle0 ventured deep into the cave. After some time, she came across a large deposit of the rare mineral. She had to hand it to SimTitle1, it did indeed look like some kind of giant crab.
★SimTitle0 took out her pickaxe and began attacking the mineral. No matter how she swung, not a single piece could be chipped from its surface. As she peered closely at the mineral, attempting to find a tiny crack or seam, a massive claw suddenly exploded up through the rock and shattered it completely!SimTitle0 jumped back, narrowly avoiding the razor-sharp debris.
★A horrible creature rose up before SimTitle0. The blacksmith slowly backed away, stepping over cracked chunks from the mineral deposit. With horror, she realized that the deposits were not rock at all, but crab shells shed by the beast! The wretched thing was making them! SimTitle0 turned and scrambled back through the cave as fast as she could.
★"Listen to his three demands," SimTitle0 thought, "...does the Crab Bandit even speak?"
★She carefully approached the Crab Bandit. "Um, hello," she said to the beast, "I'm here about the, uh... the tokens? Gratitude tokens? Something like that?"
★The Crab Bandit gestured towards his clothing, a tattered cloth around his waist and a sash across his chest. The Crab Bandit grunted loudly.
★The Crab Bandit tapped his walking stick loudly upon the cave floor. Crabs skittered from the back of the cave, and looked up expectantly. The Crab Bandit looked at SimTitle0, knowingly.
★Finally, the Crab Bandit lifted his claw to his face, gently stroking his magnificent moustache. A single tear rolled down his crabby cheek. The requests... were complete.
★SimTitle0 stumbled through the cave until she found a small cage. Tiny skittering noises could be heard from within. The child sent in as a ward was nowhere to be seen.
★This time, SimTitle0 had difficulty finding the Crab Bandit's lair. She was turned around in the endless identical caverns. Finally, however, she stumbled across a small altar cut into the rock, complete with indentations that perfectly held the bottle of wax. How could the Crab Bandit have known?
★SimTitle0 declared victory. She annihilated the modern culture that threatened the Jacoban religion, attendance went up, and the folk of TownName were oddly kind.
★Moral of the story? Destroy all that is in your way, and the path to salvation shall reveal itself.
★And silently, The Watcher looked down upon them all&
★SimTitle0 looked around at all the townsfolk she'd previously denounced, and they smiled back.
★ I see now,  said SimFirstName0, that kindness and acceptance are the true path to salvation. You have shown me this. Thank you. "Let us share our culture," she said.
★The townsfolk nodded.And silently, The Watcher looked down upon them all&
★The townsfolk loved SimTitle0's new style and approach to sermons. The Peteran church had been strengthened, and faith had returned to TownName!
★With no delay, SimTitle0 began earnestly working on the relic. With every bang of the hammer, the masterpiece was one step closer to finished. This Orb of Knowledge would benefit the entire kingdom!
★The Orb was quickly shown off to the masses. Even though they weren't able to touch it or directly access its power, just knowing that such a powerful relic existed and belonged to their homeland brought feelings of hope and happiness.
★After dealing with the bandit predicament, SimTitle0 quickly headed into the thick of the forest. The dense vegetation made progress slow and painful, but also ensured that her cover would not be blown.The silence was a heavy blanket across the woods. SimFirstName0 hardly dared breathe lest the forest creatures (or worse) became disturbed and riled.
★After many miles of walking, the foreign landscape came into view as SimTitle0 crested a large hill. Tredony had finally been reached!
★Wasting no time, SimTitle0 slipped into the town and pulled out the Monarch's map. She began systematically checking the hotspots where the relic might be located. Working quickly, SimFirstName0 hoped that her luck would hold and she would not encounter any guards.
★Following the guard's directions, SimTitle0 stumbled across the mostly uncovered relic. Quickly scanning the writing, SimFirstName0 realized how consequential this find really was. The Monarch was smart to hide this away from the populace. It could radically shift the ideals of the Kingdom and was therefore dangerous.Working quickly, the tablet was worked loose from the ground and covered with a bit of tunic. Safely hidden, SimFirstName0 deftly worked her way homewards...
★Upon exiting the canopy of the trees, the sun's rays shone down brightly and clearly. SimTitle0 took this as a sign of The Watcher's approval and quickly headed back to the Monarch to deliver the relic.It was either expertly hidden or carefully destroyed, because the tablet was never seen by human eyes again.
★Of course, SimTitle0's luck had run out at that exact moment as a patrolling guard spotted her and rushed!Surprised, SimFirstName0 was caught in the guard's attack and a mortal blow from his sword was barely missed. Sheer training alone allowed SimFirstName0 to remain cool-headed and react with a well-placed Combustion Cordial.Before the guard had a moment to react, SimFirstName0 rendered him unconscious with a smart blow to the head. Upon waking, the guard found himself bound and being forced to swallow a bitter tasting Truth Tonic. Within minutes, SimFirstName0 knew the exact location of the mysterious relic.
★The ship, bristling with hired mercenaries and important delegates, promptly set sail for Tredony's southern coast. If anyone knew about the newly found relic, they certainly didn't say anything about it.
★Before long, the foreign coastline came into view as a tiny speck along the horizon. Ah, Tredony!As the ship pulled into port, the passengers crowded the deck, eager to debark.
★Wasting no time, SimTitle0 slipped out of rank and pulled out the Monarch's map. The information proved invaluable as she was able to locate the dig site in mere minutes.It appeared empty - everyone must have been focused on the ship's arrival and were all working to unload its cargo. If ever there was a perfect time for SimFirstName0 to find the relic, this was it!
★Following signs of recent activity, SimTitle0 stumbled across the mostly uncovered relic. Quickly scanning the writing, SimFirstName0 realized how consequential this find really was. The Monarch was smart to hide this away from the populace. It could radically shift the ideals of the Kingdom and was therefore dangerous.Working quickly, the tablet was worked loose from the ground and covered with a bit of tunic. Safely hidden, SimFirstName0 deftly worked her way homewards...
★Upon stepping back onto dry land, the sun's rays shone down brightly and clearly. SimTitle0 took this as a sign of The Watcher's approval and quickly headed back to the Monarch to deliver the relic.It was either expertly hidden or carefully destroyed, because the tablet was never seen by human eyes again.
★As SimTitle0 set off towards the village, a giant wolf leapt from a nearby bush with a hungry look in its eyes. SimTitle0 screamed as the wolf pounced!
★To this day, if a child shows too much interest in books and learning, the tale of SimTitle0 is used to scare them straight.It is said that if you open a book during a full moon, you can hear her screams...
★SimTitle0 set off towards the village and soon regretted her final words to SimTitle1 as a giant wolf leapt from a nearby bush with a hungry look in its eyes.The last time anybody saw SimTitle0 was as she ran away screaming with the wolf close behind.
★The traveler spun a terrible tale of the horrors TownName was faced with."The dead shall rise from the grave!"
★"A vast and terrible army of spirit warriors will ravage the land!"
★"And fire shall rain from the sky, leaving only burning embers and charred corpses behind!""Heed my warnings, people of TownName, the end times approach!"
★Suddenly, where moments before the sky had been clear and blue, a mass of dark and foreboding clouds swirled overhead. Villagers gazed upward in awe and confusion.The clouds condensed and sparks of lightning began to emanate from the darkening vortex.
★Confusion turned to panic as huge fireballs began to rain down, destroying homes and incinerating anyone nearby.
★People scrambled to find shelter amid the screams and chaos, but the barrage was too great and too powerful, leaving the village completely destroyed within minutes.
★Meanwhile, the people of TownName looked on from a distance at the destruction raining down upon the island town to the east.The wizard's spell worked! The disaster was deflected!"We're alive!" someone yelled, and the crowd burst into cheers.
★The initial assault had been easy; their disguises had gotten them through the city and into the High Temple. But now Jacob's Sword was onto them. It was time to put their arms to the test. SimTitle0 raised her flaming sword and lead her men to battle.
★When the votes were finally tallied, Candidate SimFirstName0 emerged the winner. SimFirstName0, once a humble peasant of TownName, had been declared the Jacoban Proxy of Yacothia.
★SimTitle0 knew things had been going too well. The materials had been easy to plant on the Proxy Candidates, but somehow the guards had noticed her. Oh well, there wasn't a guard alive who could catch her.
★...Meanwhile, High Priest Luther was sweating profusely. Where HAD those undergarments come from?
★...and High Priest Septimus' last meal was trying to escape the way it had come. He was a known glutton, but he hadn't eaten THAT much, had he?
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★Immediately flames showered all around SimFirstName0, but she remained unharmed. When the flames subsided, she whipped out her lute and let a chord reverberate in the chamber.
★It was to be the finest performance of her career. Others would have praised SimFirstName0's incredible poise, tone, and clarity of voice. But the dragon was entranced, and that was enough.
★"Well spoken," rumbled the dragon."So you folk are good for something other than eating. I have an offer for you. Perform for me once a month, and I promise not to eat any more of your kind. Do we have a deal?"
★Immediately, SimFirstName0 was showered with flames, but they cascaded harmlessly from her clothing. Now she would show the dragon power of her own.
★SimFirstName0's first spell flung the dragon into the air. As it flailed its wings, struggling to regain control, SimFirstName0's lightning spell struck. Thunder resounded through the cave, and lightning pierced every inch of the dragon's hide. When the smoke cleared, the beast was dead.
★When the flames subsided, SimFirstName0 shouted, "Wait, noble creature. I have a gift for you."She gently placed the crown on the ground and backed away slowly. The dragon cocked its head and reached forward with one enormous claw.
★"A most intriguing gift, wizard," the dragon rumbled. SimTitle0 smiled and began her next spell. "But what do y--  ARRRGHH!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MEEeee?" The dragon's voice fell and took on a more pleasant tone."Greetings, master. What is your will?"
★With a glad heart, SimTitle0 set forth for Andorwal. She had always been curious about their reclusive storm mages, who so rarely spoke to outsiders.
★After days of smooth sailing, the seas suddenly turned dark and stormy. Rain lashed the ship, and a bolt of lightning ripped a hole in one of the sails.A great voice boomed down from the darkened sky, "Turn back now, foolish mortals, and know that you have already what you seek."
★What did that mean? SimTitle0 raged at the skies, knowing how close she had come, only to be turned away.But with a torn sail, and in such weather, the captain had no choice. The ship turned around and limped towards TownName.
★SimTitle0 approached the cave cautiously. She had dreamt of seeing a real dragon since childhood, and couldn't resist getting a glimpse...
★But perhaps SimFirstName0 hadn't been cautious enough. She stumbled on something unseen in the dark. What was that? SimFirstName0 looked up just in time to see...
★... a blast of fire roaring down the tunnel at her. She ran for her life, and barely avoided immolation.Clearly she would need some sort of protection against the dragon's fiery breath.
★SimTitle0 approached the dragon's lair cautiously. Would her flame-resistance enable her to withstand the dragon's fiery breath? There was only way to find out. She took a step into the cave...
★The dragon's breath washed over SimFirstName0 again, and she immediately knew her fire protection wouldn't hold up. She would have to run for it...
★With a lump in her throat, SimTitle0 approached the dragon's cave. Dragons were notoriously ill-tempered and difficult to get along with.
★The conversation was pleasant enough at first. "And of course," said SimFirstName0, "The Watcher sees all people, and guides our actions in times of great need.""But what of dragons?" thundered the dragon."Dragons?" asked SimFirstName0."Yes, does The Watcher watch dragons?""Umm... well, that is to say..."
★SimFirstName0 knew she had stumbled, badly. The dragon roused itself and unleashed a blast of fire in her direction.
★SimTitle0 approached the dragon's lair. Her heart pounded in her chest. This would be the biggest test of her career, she was fully prepared. She took a step forward...
★The dragon's fire exploded all around SimTitle0, but her shield scattered it harmlessly across the cave. The shield had done its job, now it was time to strike. she leapt forward and aimed a thrust with Wyrmslayer...
★The blow landed home. The dragon bellowed in pain and flailed its wings, claws, and tail, buffeting SimFirstName0 in its rage. SimFirstName0 nearly dropped Wyrmslayer, but there was more work to be done. A few more well-placed blows dispatched the beast.
★Laden with gifts, SimTitle0 approached the dragon's cave. Her heart was pounding; dragons were notoriously picky about the gifts they accepted.
★As she placed the gifts on the cave floor, she knew she had made a mistake."What is this? Meat? MEAT?" screamed the dragon.SimFirstName0 ran for her life. Apparently some dragons were vegetarians.
★Poor Griselda! Full of metal, the great pit beast of TownName had been brought to her knees by sickness. Er, brought to her tentacles by sickness? Whatever.The important thing was that a hero arose to remedy the situation (and Griselda's stomach) . A hero with knowledge. A hero with bravery. A hero with... cinnamon?
★SimTitle0 jumped directly into the heart of the pit, pausing only slightly to pinch her nose frimly closed to protect it from the cinnamon dust. The courageous hero seemed more worried about that than Griselda's iron grip and razor teeth.Villagers jumped back in terror, expecting the usual flurry of claws, tentacles, and tufts of hair/bone/flesh followed by the inevitable screams of pain.
★Several tense moments passed as TownName waited with bated breath. But instead of screams, it was unusual metallic clangs emanating from the pit that rang in their ears.The peasants worried for naught. SimTitle0 knew exactly what she was doing. Within minutes she climbed victoriously (albeit covered in Griselda's spittle) out of the pit.
★Pounds of metal clanged on the ground. Did that all come out of the Beast's stomach? That poor girl.One thing was certain; SimTitle0 had made a new friend out of the pit beast. Sure, Griselda probably still wouldn't hesitate to eat her if given the chance, but she would at least feel bad about it.Maybe.
★Poor Griselda! The great pit beast of TownName had been brought to her knees by sickness. Er, brought to her tentacles by sickness? Whatever.The point is that she wasn't doing well at all. And this was a big problem for TownName; especially with the influx of... um... walking meals being sent to the pit.
★Using quick thinking and employing considerable skill, SimTitle0 was able to diagnose and craft a cure for Griselda. Science happened with incredible tenacity!
★Not only did the fast thinking of SimTitle0 save poor Griselda, it was done in such a way that the flow of victims to the pit wouldn't even be slowed!
★The crew sharpened their blades and set sail towards the last-known whereabouts of Admiral Mandrake.
★After some time, they spotted Admiral Mandrake's ship and circled in. With knives clenched in their teeth and grappling hooks spinning on the end of boarding ropes, the pirates prepared to storm the Tredonian ship and capture the Admiral.
★With a splintering of wood and the clashing of swords, the two ships met in combat!The Admiral's crew fought hard, but were outmatched by the swashbuckling pirates.Admiral Mandrake did not surrender until he lay bound and gagged on the deck of TownName's ship.
★The combined forces of the pirates and TownName surged into the Tredonian capital.The Guild Consortium's defenders were no match for the cunning pirates and were soon scattered and broken, fleeing amongst the burning buildings.Despite the victory over the Guild, there was no sign of Guild Lord Landegraab."Let him flee," Dread Captain Darktide laughed, "The Guild is broken. He is no threat to us anymore."
★SimTitle0 followed the map Admiral Mandrake had given her to an unremarkable stretch of the ocean where most maps showed only water.As they neared the coordinates marked on the map, a dense fog appeared on the horizon and loomed ever larger as the ship drew near.
★Peering through the Golden Spyglass, SimTitle0's eye penetrated through the fog to a small island surrounded by whitecaps and swirling currents, the telltale signs of a dangerous reef."Slow and steady ahead," she called to the crew. "The Jeweled Compass will show us the way through the reef."
★As they came ashore, SimTitle0 spotted a small hut at the edge of the sand where the beach met vegetation as the island turned to jungle.Inside the hut, a treasure chest spilled over with coins and gems.SimTitle0 pocketed a glowing blue bottle which caught her eye and ordered the crew to load the rest of the treasure onto the ship.
★As they sailed back to TownName, dark clouds filled the sky and soon the ship was caught in a storm the likes of which SimTitle0 had never seen, tossed between monsterous waves like a child's toy.The ship was broadsided by a wall of water and the treasure flew over the rail into the frothing sea.One of the crew dove in after the loot and as his body disappeared beneath the crushing swells, SimFirstName0 knew there was no hope of recovering the crewman or the treasure. She had the glowing bottle, but the gold was gone for good.
★Not long after setting sail, SimTitle0 and her crew came upon a thick fog."Slow and steady ahead. Keep a swift eye for any debris."The fog enveloped the ship, and all eyes were on the water as the cold fog dampened all sense of direction in a muffling blanket of mist."Wreckage sighted off the starboard bow!"
★A gruesome visage emerged from the mist: sharkbitten bodies clung to the scattering of debris which marked the watery grave of the Bright Destiny."There are no survivors here, m'Lady. Let us set sail back to TownName."The wind started to pick up and the fog began to clear as they turned to head back to the dock.
★Suddenly, a cannon shot rang out and a giant splash erupted from the water right next to SimFirstName0's ship."Enemy ship approaches! Full sail ahead, ready the cannons in case she tries to pursue."After another cannon blast and near miss, the enemy ship dropped its sails and remained hidden in the fog. SimTitle0 and crew returned to TownName wondering who the mysterious ship belonged to.
★With the sullen Tredonian nobility in tow, SimTitle0's party turned south, traveling through the perilous mountains passes towards the harbor capital of Aarbyville.
★Reaching the great port city, two members of the infamous Tribunal met the troupe from TownName at the gates with open hostility at the sight of their merchant rivals.After much arguing and threats of global reprisal, the pirate leaders bitterly agreed to make the journey back to the kingdom to represent Aarbyville in the war court, but only if their own ships could be used to avoid traveling with the hated Tredonians.
★Reeling from the recent drama at the war court and bent by the combined will of the world, the remaining leaders of Aarbyville and Tredony joined SimTitle0 in the castle to ratify the Treaty of Ongoing Peace.
★After tenuous negotiations and forced compromises, an accord was reached.The weathered Ship-Master and the decadent Guild-Lord stood before the throne of TownName, and with the rest of the world watching, ended the war and made history with a formal handshake.
★Word spread quickly from the castle, over TownName, and then across the land: the long and devastating war had ended impossibly, with a treaty between Tredony and Aarbyville. The celebrations soon followed in every corner of the world, and it was a long time before things settled down into a welcomed and enduring peace.
★SimTitle0 and her retinue made good time through the vast wilds of the forest towards the neighboring land of Tredony.
★Arriving at the trade capital, SimTitle0 was granted immediate audience with the great Guild Consortium. Speaking fervently and brandishing the peace treaty, she was able to threaten and coax the merchant elite to return to TownName for arbitration.
★It was official! SimTitle0 was a newly recruited member of the Pirate fleet! She couldn't wait to go out and gather all the booty she could carry!
★The Pirate title also carries with it some fantastic perks. Besides long walks along the plank anytime SimTitle0 desires and the gorgeous swimming conditions off the Pirate ships, SimFirstName0 could now:-Go on Raids from the ship!-Perform the secret handshake with other Pirates!-Wear new clothing fit for a scoundrel!-Change their official title through their newly issued Pirate Certificate of Title! (found in inventory)
★It was true that the Guild Consortium had never really trusted SimTitle0. In fact, they went so far as to consider her an enemy of the Guild.
★But no longer! SimTitle0 proved herself to be fair and honest. Without her help, the true actions of the Guild leaders would never have been uncovered and rectified.From this day forward, SimTitle0 would no longer be a sworn enemy of the Tredonian Guild Consortium.
★Up to this point, SimTitle0 had been considered a Guild Enemy. Her normal relations with the Consortium was considered icy at best. The Tredonian Guild members adhered to the rule of SimTitle0 over TownName, but did so grudgingly and were always looking for legal ways to undermine SimFirstName0's authority.
★But after the day's events it became crystal clear to the Guild just how fair and just SimTitle0's rule really was. Deciding to let bygones by bygones, the Guild decided to no longer consider the Queen as an enemy to their guild. A new dawn of Tredony-TownName relations was breaking over the horizon.
★It was official! SimTitle0 was a newly recruited member of the Guild Consortium! She couldn't wait to go out and gloat to anyone willing to listen!
★The Guild title also carries with it some fantastic perks. SimTitle0 simply couldn't wait to check out all the new wares and discounts the Consortium offered its members in the Village Shoppe. SimFirstName0 could now:-Go to the Village Shoppe for special deals and discounts!-Wear new clothing fit for a Guildsman!-Change their official title through the Consortium Certificate of Title (found in inventory)
★SimTitle0 followed Misty's parrot deep into the woods.Soon, she came upon a small camp where Dacian and Misty sat by a fire, surprised by the unexpected visitor.The parrot fluttered down next to Misty, who frowned and said, "So you've found us. Let us return to TownName and speak of how we wish to proceed."
★SimTitle0's ship followed Misty's parrot to a small island where they found Dacian held prisoner in a crude, wooden cage.He called out to them, "My captors are away gathering supplies. Quickly, release me before they return!"
★Dacian was freed from the cage just as his captor, Misty Darktide, returned from gathering supplies.It was a mad dash to the beach with Misty right on their heels as they escaped into a rowboat to return to the ship.
★It wasn't too difficult for SimTitle0 to slyly convince the highborn class that even more luxorious treats awaited them. They quickly discarded their remaining bon bons in favor of the new flavor of the week.The peasants, of course, were quickly on the scene to retrieve and share the delicious snacks amongst themselves.
★The ruling class of TownName LOVED bon bons! At least, they loved them until they saw the lowly peasants stuffing their faces full of the once-elitist treat.Suddenly, the nobility wasn't so sure they liked them anymore. After all, if low-class mutts could appreciate the flavor of a bon bon, it obviously wasn't refined enough for the likes of the highborne class.
★The plan worked perfectly. The Pirate lackeys, not fully understanding what they were getting themselves into, quickly accepted the 'free' simoles and promptly wasted them on unnecessary luxuries.
★But when it was time to pay back the loan, it quickly became clear to the Pirates what they had actually lost. The moral of the story: don't be a dumb Pirate and always read the fine print!
★With the sullen Tredonian nobility in tow, SimTitle0's party turned south, traveling through the perilous mountain passes towards the harbor capital of Aarbyville.
★SimTitle0 watched as her royal advisor boarded the ship carrying the volatile bottle of potent Royale Crowne, wincing with every shaky step up the gangplank.
★When the bottle and advisor had disappeared below decks, SimTitle0 quickly burst into action: loading and turning the small bow cannon back towards the deck, and striking the ready fuse to life before diving from the railing into the cold water.
★SimTitle0 swam as fast as her heavy garments would allow, scrambling up on the beach just as the cannon fired a heavy pellet straight into the hold. A single startled yelp preceded a deafening roar as the ship tore itself asunder in a magnificent display of flaming destruction.
★With the advisor no longer able to interfere, SimTitle0 spent the next few days completing her purge of TownName. Anyone and everyone who posed a threat to the kingdom were rounded up to face righteous, royal retribution.
★SimTitle0 and her retinue made good time through the vast wilds of the forest towards the neighboring land of Tredony.
★Arriving at the capital, SimTitle0 was granted immediate audience with the great Guild Consortium. Speaking fervently and brandishing the peace treaty, she was able to threaten and coax the merchant elite to return to TownName for arbitration.
★SimTitle1 strolled importantly into the clearing accompanied on his left by his son, SimTitle2, who wore the bored look of a well-to-do noble with no interest in his father's business.Behind them was SimTitle3, leader of the Tredonian Navy. His face was grim and his eyes hard as the Guild Lord called to SimTitle0...
★The pirates were coming ashore as SimTitle0 arrived.In front was SimTitle1, leader of the Red Fleet. Her daughter, SimTitle2 followed behind.To her left was SimTitle3, leader of the Black Fleet and newest member of the Pirate Tribunal.Dread Captain SimLastName1 called out as SimTitle0 approached...
★The Blacksail and Admiral exchanged gifts:"On behalf of the combined fleets of Aarbyville, I, SimTitle0, present the Golden Spyglass of Clarity. Its lens can see through even the thickest fog.""On behalf of the Guild Consortium and Royal Tredonian Navy, I, SimTitle1 present the Jeweled Compass. Its needle will always point away from danger."
★The Pirates stared at SimName0 in absolute terror. She had mowed down their friends and comrades without pause or remorse.The choice was simple: sign up or die! Knights sure have a knack of making messages clear!
★The Pirates stared at SimTitle0 with equal amounts of amusement and surprise. Never in a million years would they have guessed that such a devout follower of the Watcher would be so inclined to steal and bully.And yet here she was, enjoying all the favorite Pirate activities without a single warning from the Constable.By the Watcher, if SimTitle0 was vouching for the Guild Consortium, then these Pirates were signing up right away!
★Welcome to The Sims Medieval"!: Pirates & Nobles!You'll find the new quests in your quests book are marked with a cross-swords symbol.  Take the Ominous Tides quest to begin the epic story of Pirates and Nobles.
★In Furnish Mode, you'll find a huge array of new pirate and noble decor items, along with new clothes in Create-A-Sim. The new items are marked with a special icon.
★Try your hand at treasure hunting. Just buy a map and a shovel from the Village Shoppe and you are off to discover riches.
★You'll also find new achievements, a new ambition, and new unlocks. Be sure to check your achievement book.We hope you enjoy The Sims Medieval"!: Pirates & Nobles!
★SimTitle0 and his battle council gathered intently around the tactical map to determine the best target to unleash their only devastating chance to break the fierce siege.
★Holding the coordinates just delivered from the castle, the kingdom Overseer stood in the center of the town square and calibrated the cannon carefully, launching several test volleys of junk ore pellets towards the encroaching foreign army.
★Calibrated and ready, the heavy gun was carefully packed with a mortar filled with powerful Boom Dust. Moments after the cannon belched its deadly contents into the smoke-filled sky, the weary defenders of TownName witnessed a blinding explosion of heat as several pirate flag ships were vaporized in a firestorm.The rest of the fleet scattered; the siege had been broken!
★A lurking silence hung over the great forest of TownName, thick as the black smoke that drifted amongst the trees.With their defenses set, the valiant and out-numbered kingdom forces could only wait anxiously for the appearance of their unseen foe.
★Suddenly emerging from the gloom into the forest clearing, the Tredonian troops marched with practiced formation and grim purpose, sunlight glinting off their burnished armor and unsheathed blades.The awaiting soldiers of TownName met the merchant forces with desperate resolve, denying their entrance to the besieged kingdom.
★Off the coast of TownName was a dark mass of warships, heavily-laden and circling relentlessly like vultures around the kingdom's vulnerable harbor.Smaller row boats could be seen launching from the galleys to spill grim-faced raiders onto the beach.
★Wielding cruel blades and howling curses, the wild pirate forces assaulted the outnumbered defenders of TownName in a battle frenzy.Only through desperate resolve and practiced coordination were the kingdom forces able to meet the furious onslaught.
★While the Baron attended to the transfer of title for his unused beach property in the study, SimTitle0 climbed to the highest tower of the manor-house to check to see how the faulty Golem was getting along as a metallic sitter&
★ More tea, Rusty? AFFIRMATIVE& .SUPPLEMENT: TWO LUMPS. COMPLEMENT: THIS IS A WELL-FORMED HELMET, MISTRESS.
★ You're very welcome, Rusty. I'm glad you like it. Tomorrow we'll find you a pretty dress to go with it. PREFERENCE: LIGHT GARMENT CONTAINING BOWS.
★SimTitle0 boarded the ship, clutching the property deed that would become the trade of her lifetime. Once on the high seas the Kingdom envoy rendezvoused with their pirate escort, and set course for the secluded cove described in the lease SimTitle0 proudly carried.
★Navigating turbulent waters and hidden reefs, the two ships dropped anchor in a concealed inlet. Representatives from both territories met aboard TownName's vessel to make the exchange, while the pirate crew began setting up their new haven.
★With a flourish of her quill, the deed was transferred to the Aarbyvillian captain, who called for two brutish raiders to bring forth a sturdy lockbox.Reaching inside SimTitle0 withdrew a nondescript clam shell, which opened to reveal a glowing pearl that bathed the cabin in a warm golden glow.
★The attacking chinchilla bit into the armor, looked confused, and went in for another bite.Then, as if a cloud had parted in the chinchilla's mind and a forgotten memory had suddenly resurfaced, the chinchilla sat back on its haunches and began grooming itself.Others emerged from the shadows and attacked the armored chinchilla. Soon, the entire herd was simply sitting there, calmly looking at SimTitle0.She smiled and, unexpectedly and sweetly, the chinchillas smiled back.
★SimTitle0 walked into the clearing with the wriggling box and set it down onto the ground. There was much hope in her heart.Hope that the armor she had crafted was solid enough, hope that the blessing of SimFirstName1 was powerful enough, hope that the wild chinchillas would not tear through this creature like they had the last one.As the door opened, the calm chinchilla toddled out to the center of the clearing and, almost immediately, another chinchilla had leapt onto it, hissing with its teeth bared.
★SimTitle1 opened the small cage and coaxed the chinchilla out. The critter crept slowly and calmly out into the forest. SimFirstName1 gave it a bit more encouragement and it seemed to gain some confidence.It wandered out into the center of the clearing and looked about, as if it was about to deliver a great chinchillese oration to the masses, teaching its kindred of the error of their ways......and was promptly eaten, quite savagely, by the thoroughly unimpressed mob of chinchillas. SimTitle1 yelped and ran from the clearing, before the chinchillas could turn on her.
★SimTitle0 stepped into the forest clearing and was instantly aware of the many pairs of eyes watching her every move.The chinchillas were here, waiting.SimFirstName0 took a deep breath, pulled the amplifier out of her pocket and began the imbuement. Her body surged with energy as the Peace of The Watcher spread from her heart outward, in a wave of divine love. And as it passed over the creatures, their bared teeth were sheathed and their killer instinct quelled.The docile chinchillas roamed out into the sunlight, calm and serene. SimTitle0 smiled at them, and they - like old friends - smiled back.
★SimTitle0 wandered into the clearing with SimTitle1's words ringing in her ears.Almost immediately, she was set upon by the chinchillas. SimTitle0 swung her sword quickly and bravely, but as SimTitle1 had foretold, it was useless.It glanced off the hides of the creatures and SimTitle0 was forced to beat a quick retreat.
★SimTitle0 was right, the spell was a success. Too much so, in fact. The village's river quickly filled and flooded the nearby farms, washing away everything in its path.
★The skies grew stormy and the seas rough as soon as SimTitle0's ship left port. She knew this would be a perilous journey one way or another. But days passed without sign of the whale, and SimFirstName0 was beginning to regret trusting SimTitle1...
★Suddenly a great whale splashed into view. The massive creature was barreling straight for the starboard bow, and would crush the ship, unless...SimTitle0 leapt into action. She raced to the railing, took aim with her harpoon, and readied the throw...
★"What will you build, Highness?"
★There was always adventure waiting to be found in the forest. The wood was collected and the kingdom would soon prosper from it!
★SimTitle0 had been fishing for several minutes, but nothing was biting.
★It was beginning to look like SimFirstName0 would never win the fishing competition. But wait, was that...?
★Perhaps SimFirstName0 had a shot after all...
★With great fan-fare SimTitle0 regained her throne, ending the short and frivolous reign of SimTitle1.Opting for benevolence, Her Majesty pardoned the over-zealous fool, retaining her services as an unrivaled entertainer and advisory voice in a court full of supplicants.Never again would SimTitle0 yearn for care-free days, forsaking the rule of TownName.
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★The forest gloom gave way to a bright clearing ringed by ancient trees. In the center of the glade, amid soft grass and wildflowers, stood an ancient fountain, bubbling with sparkling clear water.As SimTitle0 gazed in awe, a familiar ethereal voice echoed throughout the meadow: You have passed the first trial in finding me, SimTitle0. However, that is something anyone with enough determination or a map can accomplish.  Before you can be remade, your devotion and need must be tested. Take a small portion of my essence with you. Add it to the water of TownName and listen for your next trial.
★A soft breeze gusted through the grove carrying the faint crescendo of harp music and the soothing smells of home. The light playing off the fountain threw rainbow prisms across every surface, growing in intensity until SimTitle0's eye watered with the beauty of it. A surge of energy coursed through every fiber of SimTitle0's being purging all vice and sin with legendary virtue.
★Frgo sat on the throne and smiled.  It was creepy.
★ Excellent,  said Frgo. Now I will tell you a secret&
★ My legion of followers survives as well, also as frogs. We are over fifty strong, and will one day overthrow your evil monarch!
★ As thanks, take this frog, a traitor from my legion.
★Deep in the cave, a dark tunnel yawned before SimTitle0. She ventured in, and felt around in the pitch dark.Amidst a pile of human bones, she found the Frogga Hat!
★Thousands of leagues from any land, SimFirstName0 felt like she was in the right spot. Drop anchor!  she yelled. Guess I'll just dive right in&
★SimFirstName0 gently picked up Frgo, and wiped a tear from Frgo's green cheek.
★SimFirstName0 delicately kissed Frgo on the frog-lips.  A gentle breeze rustled the trees&
★A fantastic light swelled, and when SimFirstName0 opened her eyes, she was kissing a beautiful, now-human king!
★SimTitle0 faced off against the merciless frog legion.
★ You're mine, frog fiends!  SimFirstName0 yelled.  She fought with honor as the battle raged on&
★Frgo grabbed the Ancient Frog's Tear and quickly hid it, then hopped back.
★Frgo looked at SimFirstName0 and said, Hey, toots. Thanks for the giant sapphire!
★ You know, I'm the one that started those rumors about needing it to find me. And it worked! Now I'm rich!
★ By the way, you look idiotic in that hat. Hee hee! Did you believe that rumor, too?
★ Okay, thanks, bye!
★SimFirstName0 placed the Ancient Frog's Tear on the grotto brook's shore.
★The frog noticed it, then hopped over and looked up at SimFirstName0. Slowly, the frog's sniffles stopped.Then it chuckled and said, Ha ha! You look ridiculous in that hat! I needed a good laugh.
★ Yes, I'm Frgo. I was king of Tredony, until&  *sigh*. Here's a scroll with my story on it, if you're interested.
★ Anyway, I NEED A KISS to transform back. But alas, the last person that tried to kiss me&  died. Here are her bones.
★ These other people tried to kiss me, too.
★ Can you help?
★Frgo nodded and said, Thank you for the warning, silly-hatted-one. My legs would have been meaty and delicious. (I work out.)
★ Now I will share a secret with you.  But first, you must bring me another gift. Something fit for a frog king."
★By the Watcher! These Chinchillas are most Dire!
★The Dire Chinchillas were too much! Defeat was assured!
★The Dire Chinchillas had been defeated, and the city was safe once more.
★The hunters had met a fitting end and the Chinchillas were nowhere to be found. Success had occurred!!!
★SimTitle0 imagined a wondrous scene full of the world's most stunning delicacies. Yes,  she said, this will serve as the perfect inspiration for me!
★The pot brewed with a magic so potent that all the world's mouths suddenly watered in unison! It would be a fantastic feast indeed&  the illusion would be unforgettable.
★TownName's banquet hall slowly began to fill with culinary dignitaries from around the world, including many a Gastronaut. The air swelled with magic, and the diners' stomachs swelled with imaginary food.
★The hungriest of the hungry were especially delighted! ...And eventually satiated.
★Gastro-Fest was a huge success, thanks to SimTitle0 and SimTitle1, and the leaders of Gastrobury were forever in TownName's debt. Everyone rejoiced!
★ Yaaaaarrr!  said the Sea Captain.   I'll take this here Terror Doll' on me next voyage, and I'll cast it into the Great Kraken's maw at the arctic peak sea funnel.
★It was a glorious victory for all, especially for the Jacoban Church! Well, all except for the wretched Peterans used to plug up the goblin portal...Eh, no big loss.
★ The world is a better place,  SimFirstName0 thought.
★SimTitle0 sealed the goblin portal with divine prayer while the Peteran Underground eradicated the goblin forces.  TownName is saved!
★It was a glorious victory for all, especially for the Jacoban Church!
★TownName celebrated the wonderful success!
★SimTitle0 ventured deep into the cave. She ripped every last goblin to tatters with the help of her recruits!
★The starved townsfolk satiated their hunger with a great feast on goblin giblets for days and days. Delicious!
★It was a glorious victory for all, especially for the Peteran Church! Well, all except for the wretched Jacobans used to plug up the goblin portal...Eh, no big loss.
★ The world is a better place,  SimFirstName0 thought.
★SimTitle0 sealed the goblin portal with divine prayer while the Jacobans eradicated the goblin forces.  TownName is saved!
★It was a glorious victory for all, especially for the Peteran Church!
★SimTitle0 ventured deep into the cave...
★She cast the goblin portal into the Pit of Judgement. The Beast, addicted to goblin gizzards, tore every last goblin in twain to rip out their tasty gizzards.
★The starved townsfolk feasted on goblin giblets dredged up from The Beast's lair.  Delicious!
★And thus, SimTitle0 ventured into the deepest depths of the cave to locate the hidden Goblin Portal.
★The goblins vomited acrid bile on her and swiped at her hair.  But SimTitle0 dredged up a spell that changed the very fabric of space in the cave&
★Success! The portal swallowed the remainder of the goblins, and TownName was saved!
★Showing no mercy toward the mirthful Golems of Ticktop, the disguised volunteers caught them by surprise and launched a vicious assault. Golem parts littered the battlefield, and none were spared. A grim ending to the Golem crisis of Ticktop...
★Rather than destroy the wild golems with brute force, the army of volunteers disguised as Golems joined their Golem brothers in a wild dance party!! Nobody could explain how it happened, there was just this groove and everyone got on board. This bizarre event seemed to be the perfect outlet for the Golems' exuberance.
★And thus, SimTitle0 got her heir to the throne. TownName rejoiced!
★But much more than that, SimFirstName0 learned the meaning of many virtues and was touched by the magic of having a child of one's own.
★And so the fertility ritual began&
★Not even the silent wind knew what the future would hold for the couple&
★SimTitle0 stepped into the forest, lifted her arms, and cast the conflagration spell. Flames erupted from a nearby tree and jumped almost immediately to the entire grove.The forest went up in flames. Animals burst from their many hiding places and scattered. SimFirstName0 looked around, seeing a single figure emerge from the edge of the fire and stagger toward the clearing near TownName.That brigand would do. SimTitle0 stepped carefully around the smoldering branches that had fallen around her, and followed the brigand out of the forest.
★The merchant began her tale: "We were heading towards TownName on a routine caravan. They attacked us suddenly, and without warning.It was over within a matter of minutes. Most of us died. I managed to escape, but not before overhearing that the goods they captured from us would make attacking TownName easier.I fear these brigands are headed here and will kill anyone who stands in their way."
★"And what do you want, little lady?" growled SimTitle1."Your informant is dead, your entire attack plan known, and your secret dalliance with Lady Lovelock of Smortlee no longer a real secret," replied SimTitle0 coolly."I suggest we shake hands, part ways, and never speak of this again." SimFirstName0 stuck out her hand as SimFirstName1's eyes widened. Almost immediately, SimFirstName0 found SimTitle1's hand in hers.
★SimTitle1 looked at SimTitle0, their hands locked in the sudden pact they had made. To his brigands, he bellowed, "Time to leave! No goods to be plundered here, boys!"As the brigands began to walk away, SimFirstName1 turned one last time. "We have an agreement - no word to anyone about me and Lovelock?" SimFirstName0 smiled, bit her lip, and shook her head.
★The brigand's camp was easy to find, especially with the amount of foot traffic happening over the past few days.SimTitle0 walked out into the clearing, signaling that she came in peace. She held the orders above her head and, instantly, all eyes in the brigand's camp were on it.Slowly, politely, SimFirstName0 turned to the leader of the brigands and handed the orders over.
★SimTitle1 read over the orders carefully, examined the seal, and stuffed them into her pockets with a sigh.She let out a yell to the assembled brigands. Several began tearing down tents and packing bags. Others simply began to walk into the woods, away from TownName.It was over. The brigands were leaving and TownName was safe once more.
★The clang of the swords floated through the air of TownName.Mothers hurried their children indoors. Windows closed and doors slammed as the fight raged at the entrance. The brigands were ferocious - no doubt - but they had not counted on the leadership of SimTitle0 and the ingenuity of SimTitle1.As the hot oil covered the invaders, SimTitle2 let out a roar and ordered his men to retreat. They were bruised and battered, and vowed to return to TownName one day...in the distant future.
★"You really think that little potion is going to stop us?" SimTitle1 scoffed. He laughed as he commanded his brigands to march into TownName and tear it to the ground. A rain of arrows emerged from nowhere and showered down upon the brigands. Shields were raised, but the brigands continued their advance. Suddenly, the sky was filled with ghostly soldiers. They flowed from the cave like a rushing stream, bursting onto the surprised and terrified brigands. Those that chose to stand and fight were struck down immediately. Many simply turned and ran.
★As the ship sailed off into the distance, SimTitle0 sighed contentedly.She was off on the trip of a lifetime! Jacob's holy birthplace awaited her and she looked forward to both the journey there and the spiritual renewal that awaited.What could possibly go wrong?
★SimTitle0 made a small noise in her throat as she finished her closing statement.SimTitle1 stared at her intently for a second, then gestured that she should join the other Jacobans from the ship that had assembled in the makeshift trial area.SimFirstName0 stepped in the middle of the group with trembling hands, ready for the end. There was a flurry of activity from the Jacobans, a bright light, and SimFirstName0 felt something that was a bit like...bliss?The Jacobans had...absolved her and were now shaking her hand. Talk of forgiveness was exchanged all around and the Jacobans headed back to their ship.
★SimTitle2 growled furiously at SimFirstName0."This isn't over! You haven't won!"He tried to escape from the grasp of SimTitle1, but the constable held him securely and began forcing him onto the ship that had brought him and the other Jacobans here.Odd, thought SimTitle0. Because it felt like it was over and she had won.
★SimTitle0 waved as the Justicer's ship pushed off from the TownName docks.It had been a bit of a hassle for SimFirstName0, but she would have done it all over again if she had to. The people of TownName were safe, the Jacobans were leaving, and life could finally go back to normal.
★SimTitle0 looked over at SimTitle1. The golem nodded, understanding.It stood and moved to the Justicer and stood silently as the Jacobans wrapped it in chains. The Jacobans seemed relatively happy that they had a culprit - even a golem culprit - in custody. SimTitle0 was happy that no one from TownName - save a golem - was going to have to suffer.
★SimTitle0 turned away as the newly accused culprit was shackled and led away by the Jacobans.She wasn't proud of her sudden fear that had led to this turn of events, but she wasn't terribly sorry either.Who knows what would have happened? It was better this way, SimFirstName0 kept telling herself.
★SimTitle0 checked the door of the small shack, making sure it was secure. She didn't want any nosy hunters or other wanderers to walk in on this.The parts of the golem were on the table, attached securely to each other. SimFirstName0 took a breath, poured the elixir in its bowl, and stepped over to the lever.With a jerk, SimFirstName0 pulled the lever, dropping the elixir on the intended parts. There was a moment of silence, then a deep rumbling and grunting as the golem surged to life.He would do. He would do nicely indeed.
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★The Jacoban pilgrim looked at the Mask of Jacob and took in a breath. It was beautiful. The trip had been a whirlwind of activity and culture, and this was sure to be the pinnacle of the entire voyage. The pilgrim leaned forward to get a closer look at the mask.
★Was it a strong wind from the doorway? An unintentional knock of the pedestal by the Jacoban's hip? A spiteful tap of The Watcher?Regardless of how it happened, it had happened. There lay the Mask of Jacob on the ground, shattered and broken!The Jacoban looked around. A few of the guards in the place had heard the noise and were coming this way.
★A great shout rang through the hall as the guards' eyes fell upon the broken mask.The offender took off, feet moving as quickly as they ever had, dashing out the door and never looking back.As the ship came into sight, the pilgrim shouted to the crew to set sail immediately. Perhaps they could still outrun these Jacobans, if they were extremely lucky.
★jacobansDayOut2_Intro_a1
★kingForADay_GolemBob_1
★ You see,  said SimFirstName0, my new husband and I have been great! We kiss all the time and it's wonderful&  but&
★ & but no matter how much we kiss, the stork won't drop off a baby for us.
★ What are we doing wrong?
★ Hi, I'm SimFirstName0,  she said. I saw how you helped SimTitle2.
★ I may be crazy to trust you, but&  here goes&
★ I broke up with someone I really loved.  SimFirstName0 shut her eyes and let a storm of feelings escape amidst sobs.
★ Tell me, SimFirstName1, will I ever get over him?
★SimTitle0 and SimTitle1 tried a variety of approaches to remove the chastity belt.
★They tried smashing it off with hammers, they tried tearing it off with The Rack, they tried jamming a sharp sword in the keyhole.
★Nothing worked&
★SimFirstName0 handed the key to SimFirstName1. She inserted it into the lock and turned it& It unlocked!
★SimFirstName1 sat down and began to relate her story to SimTitle0.
★ I'm not married,  she said. In fact, I don't like this baby's father. He doesn't respect me.
★ But it's improper to have a baby like this. Should I marry him even though I don't like him?
★"The Rat Kings, Queens of Heart, and Guards have burst into battle! But who will come out victorious?!"
★As SimTitle2 and SimTitle0 looked on with mute interest, SimTitle1 closed her eyes beneath the wide brim of her pointy hat. With a deep breath and a scratch of her bulbous nose, SimTitle1 began to chant quietly.
★Soon she began to gesture her arms wildly about, before suddenly shouting a strange word while pointing at the clinic. SimTitle1 risked a side-long glance at SimTitle0 and saw her breath a sigh of relief. A curse, real or fake, would no longer trouble the clinic's staff.
★SimTitle0 peered at the body she had assembled. It wasn't the prettiest, but it would do. In fact, it reminded SimFirstName0 somewhat of her long-lost brother, Abner. No matter, there was work to be done.
★Everything was ready. SimFirstName0 applied her carefully crafted potion to the body. She would see the effects soon...
★Suddenly, the creature lurched upright! He was alive! SimFirstName0 had done it! But what would the creature be like?
★"It has a name: Animuslaver. And it is no ordinary sword that I seek to destroy. It consumes those that wield it and leaves destruction in its wake.
★ The fisherman, SimFirstName0, is its current slave, and he is nearly spent.
★ Craft Sword Breaker and with it we will end Animus' reign of destruction!"
★SimTitle0 held the bundled sword close during the journey to the Chargers Funnel. As they approached, she unwrapped the sword, took Animus by the hilt one last time and with a heave, launched the blade into the whirlpool's edge.Animus separated from its sheath on its flight into the icy water, and in that moment SimTitle0 felt a sting, as if she had thrown herself overboard into the churning waters.
★SimTitle0 was awoken by the sudden impact of the ship's deck to her backside and the sun beating down upon her face.The captain stood over her, offering his hand. I wouldna be thinkin' o' swimmin' at a time like this one, m'lady.  Ye hafta be careful if ye wish to be climbin' up top o' the sides in these waters.  Ye never know when a ripple be waitin' to take ye overboard." Thank you, Captain,  SimFirstName0 closed her eyes and exhaled, let us go home.
★Animuslaver version two, if anyone were to give it even a halfway decent inspection, would quickly reveal that it was not the real thing.Besides, it did not give off that evil  vibe the original did. But from afar it was a good knock off. Enough to fool the average eye, at least.
★With a great strike of the Legendary Sword Breaker, Animuslaver chipped, just a little bit, near the tip.SimTitle0 reeled back and swung again, and then again.  The blade fought against every strike of the hammer, until finally& Animuslaver cracked across its face and lay broken in two pieces.  The release of energy from the split nearly knocked SimFirstName0 onto her back It was done.
★With a great strike of the Legendary Sword Breaker, Animuslaver  broke in two, spraying slivers of metal across the smith's shop.SimTitle0 tried to hide her embarrassment, realizing only after that she should not have swung the hammer so hard upon the fake. Um, it&  is done.
★That evening, SimTitle0 had a nightmare:Animus had a new shell of a man it had enslaved.  And through him, it brought an army to lay waste to TownName.This was not the last she would dream of Animus.
★Each day she would inquire of SimTitle1, How fares the journey, has the messenger delivered Animus?  Is it destroyed? Days passed into weeks and still no word of Animus' demise, but SimTitle0 continued to inquire without fail.
★Finally, a day came and went with no inquiry.  And another.  And a third with no questions from SimTitle0.  Animus had been destroyed; its influence was gone.
★The icy waters of the northern sea were often storm-ridden, and this journey proved no exception. SimTitle0 kept herself distracted from the churn, choosing instead to focus upon what lay ahead in Elendale.
★Arrival at Elendale's harbor drew a portrait of a dead kingdom, ravaged by what must have been a horrible war. The land was scorched, and few buildings remained upright. The villagers that came to greet SimTitle0s arrival pointed the way to the keep.The Keep of Elendale lay smoldering still.
★The ship arrived home, but SimTitle0 did not yet disembark.  She sat with her thoughts, fiddling with a locket she found in the Keep's ruins. What has happened here?  she had asked the locals."'Twas the king, m'lady.  He bore destruction upon us all.
★SimTitle0 was distracted during her hunt by the blade within her grasp. She found it difficult to take her eyes from it.Without warning, a wolf jumped upon her, its teeth barred and hungry. In an instant, Animus swung and buried itself into the wolf's side. The beast had no time to howl as it fell limp upon the forest floor.A feeling of euphoria washed over SimTitle0 as she knelt beside the beast, taking what she could to make a meal of.
★The fake was on a journey to Yacothia. SimFirstName0 hoped its arrival would not be ill met, but it was better Animus lay broken in her scrap metal bin than wielded as a tool of the church.She had plans to make a nice door knocker from it, after melting it down.
★A week later, she heard word via her trade contacts that a courier for the Jacob' Sword had attempted to pawn a crudely crafted knock-off as some sort of legendary sword of fear to the Merchants guild in Crafthole.They were unable to negotiate a price.
★Next week was the season's first harvest. A small festival had started to form around it, bringing folks in from the surrounding areas to trade and barter their goods and services.
★The evenings would be spent eating and drinking, singing songs and generally being merry.
★And the mornings would be spent nursing the aftermath of the previous evening's celebrations. SimTitle0 would awake to news of Animus' arrival to Yacothia, and all would be well.
★Sadly, none of that was true. SimTitle0 had just received word that the ship that carried Animuslaver had been attacked by pirates. All aboard were lost.She could only hope that Animus now lay at the bottom of the ocean and not within the hold of a pirate ship.
★The cemetery's residents seemed displeased as SimTitle0 placed the shovel within the dirt, beginning the unveiling.It was unlikely the corpse would prove recognizable to the locket's portrait, but luck was on SimFirstName0's side. There was a wedding ring still upon her finger, which she took.SimFirstName0 apologized to Emily as she lay her back within the ground, covering her once again in its dark blanket.
★Pg 1The Tale of Eric, the rise and fall of the well-intentioned monarch.
★Pg 3...Eric, Prince of Melni, vanquisher of the hordes from the North, brought forth the blade Animuslaver from its sheath and held it before his people. Animus, the blade of souls. Animus, savior to Melni!
★Pg 21...'Twere many years past that Prince Eric, the slave to Animus, knelt before the graves of his wife and children and wept. All was now gone. The kingdom, the people, his family&  all taken by Animus. Only spirits remained.
★Kullervo looked to be a town arising anew from the ashes. Its people smiled readily enough, but when asked, spoke of dark days past.
★They spoke in hushed voices of disappearances and referred to it as an evil stalking them. The guardsman chalked it up to bandits and wolves.
★As SimTitle0 sailed homeward, she focused her thoughts on SimTitle1.Folks had recalled that he was new to their lands, there less than a few months. None said it outright, but SimFirstName0 felt it. It was more than a coincidence that spirits began to rise after SimFirstName1's departure.
★SimTitle0 listened to SimTitle1, unable to comprehend everything she was telling her.Her memories remained clouded as SimTitle1 attempted to shed light upon them.
★ &  and then you drank the potion. A flash of light blinded SimTitle0, her memories returned.  As quick as that, it all refocused.  SimTitle0 recalled everything, about Animus, about the investigation, about&
★"Oh no, I& " It was not you SimTitle0,  SimFirstName1 tried to comfort her. I let that man die. And now you have a chance to make things right. Give me the sword, I will see that it is destroyed.
★ Timothy?  SimTitle0 said as she pushed aside the door. A boy jumped from his place on the floor and scrambled atop the bed. He curled up and buried his head into his chest, while his legs shook uncontrollably.SimFirstName0 sat on the edge of the bed, doing her best to be non-threatening. I am SimTitle0. I have some questions."But Timothy spoke not at all in response to the questions.
★SimTitle0 pressed her questioning until she eventually broke the child's silence.Timothy described a demonic figure... "It ate them, ma'am; them beggars at the harbor.  When my uncle sailed in, I jumped aboard... I'm not ever goin' home! You can't send me back to Kullervo! I won't go!"The boy pulled the covers over his head and trembled beneath. Further questions were met with silence.
★TownName was largely unaffected by the arrival of Animuslaver to its shores.SimTitle0 returned to her duties at the smithy, SimTitle1 to her tasks at the church and by the large, people were unaware that a threat had ever touched upon them.
★Not everyone shared in the same ignorance, but for those, at least there could be peace in knowing others would not share their loss.
★SimTitle0's thoughts filled with visions of war, destruction, and conquest!
★One image above all others stood out...she floated above the churning water. The dead piled upon the ocean floor and she alone held life at her fingertips!
★SimTitle0 could not decide if this was a vision of torment or glory, but a sudden hatred filled her mind. Animus shall free you!  flashed across her mind's eye.
★With a firm hand, SimTitle0 swiftly put down the peasant revolt. SimTitle1 was relieved that most of the peasants were unharmed, and were able to return to their fields.  The town returned to business as usual.
★"It was a dark and stormy night in TownName..."
★ But the peasants didn't know their place, and angry noble-spirits rose from their graves&
★ & and transformed into a demon that ate all the unruly peasants!
★ And from that day forward, the peasant bone-mound served as a reminder to all peasants to do their work without complaint.
★ But then a ship full of unruly peasants exploded!
★ The only unruly peasant that remained was this boy in a cage.
★ But don't worry, he died too. He deserved it.
★"It was a peaceful day in the countryside of TownName."
★"It was just merry business as usual."
★ But then a terrible storm killed all the livestock. What would the unruly peasants do? They'd already squandered their emergency supply of food!
★ They were driven to eat frogs.
★ And they had to devour forest animals for the rest of their days.
★ But the peasants were disrupting the order of the kingdom, and The Watcher rained a furious plague upon them.
★ The corpses of the unruly peasants were removed. Even dead unruly peasants had no home in TownName.
★ The nobles and royalty were finally able to return to their normal lives, satisfied that there would be no more unruly peasants.
★ The Watcher was furious at the unruly peasants, and threatened to destroy any who overstepped their boundaries in the future.
★In the end, the peasants decided they were quite pleased with the soap, even if some weren't quite sure what to do with it.
★At last the work was complete. The stone was ready. SimTitle1 raised her hammer to crack the stone...
★The hammer came down. The stone cracked, and a glowing ooze seeped out. "Quickly now," SimTitle0 said. "I must harness its power!"
★The infected grain quickly flared up into a raging bonfire. Soon it was destroyed, and so was the virus that had thrived in it. SimTitle1 had saved the village!
★As the renown of TownName grew, its political standing amongst the various foreign territories also rose. Before long, TownName found itself in dire need of grand accommodations to house the ever-increasing flow of visiting foreign dignitaries.So with a flurry of activity and peasant groaning, the grand Reception Hall was finally unveiled!
★The people in town were easily swayed to fall under the thumb of the monarchy. They simply couldn't resist the charm and social integrity on display.
★The speech was a resounding success. The townsfolk listened in sublime awe. They were eating right out of the Monarch's hands now, and would follow the castle's laws without question.
★The Bandit was defeated and SimTitle0 returned to town triumphantly. Everyone looked up with awe and wonderment. This much was clear - SimTitle0 had certainly accomplished her goal of winning over the hearts and minds of the locals.
★As SimTitle0 used the Holy Water to bless the Cathedral, the atmosphere started to feel lighter, as if the air were somehow fresher, the light from the stained glass a little brighter.
★The more SimTitle0 used the blessed water, the more a feeling of lightness overcame her. She could swear that she heard music coming from somewhere nearby... a sweet and calming melody, yet reverent at the same time.
★As SimTitle0 used the last of the Holy Water, she could not help smiling and exclaimed, "The church feels more holy than ever before! Also, a bit moist."
★Suddenly SimTitle0 stumbled into the clearing. Marble columns covered in ivy loomed overhead. She had found the secret Jacoban forest vault. What she sought lay within.
★SimTitle0 felt her body transported to a distant land where a lonely tower loomed oppressively over the landscape.
★Inside the very top of the tower, she saw a wizard scrying and noticed a peculiar necklace around his neck.
★SimTitle0 ventured into the labyrinthine depths of the cave to search for the Omnibus Amulet.Time was running out, and the fate of the kingdom depended on her.
★War! Malus the Vile, an evil sorcerer, has amassed an enormous army and is ravaging the land without mercy.
★Malus commands his army from afar, safe in the upper spire of his tower as his minions spread fear and destruction throughout the land.
★Multiple kingdoms have united against him, and TownName has been sending soldiers to the front lines against his fearsome spirit army which moves closer every day. If Malus is not stopped, he will spare no one from his cruelty.
★SimTitle0 is gathering an army which he will use to ravage the land.He is casting a curse of demonic possession on the people of TownName which will turn them into evil warriors for his army.
★As more and more people fall prey to SimFirstName0's evil magic, his demonic army grows stronger.The heroes of the land must find a way to stop him before it is too late.
★SimTitle0 gazed into her scrying crystal, searching for the source of the mind control magic.Just as she was on the verge of finding the source, a powerful energy blocked her vision. "If I can't find the source, perhaps I can find something else being influenced by the mind control magic," SimFirstName0 thought out loud as she shifted the gaze of her third eye.
★The image of a vast army of spirit warriors materialized before her.SimFirstName0 gasped as she sensed that they were all acting under one consciousness. Someone had an entire spirit army under their control!Worse yet, the army was moving to attack TownName and was not far off. The source of the magic would still need to be discovered, but first someone would need to be warned about the spirit army!
★SimTitle0 went to fight the evil spirit army!
★Suddenly, the demon grew larger as it transformed into its true form. SimTitle0 stepped back, afraid the monster might attack, but her fears did not last long.The demon roared in pain as white beams of light erupted from its chest; its roar turned to a horrible wailing scream as blinding light consumed it completely.When the light faded, the demon was gone.
★A strange sensation came over SimTitle0, similar to how she felt after trying on the pendant earlier. But where the previous experience was malevolent, this was calm and reassuring.It felt as if she were both awake and asleep at the same time; aware of her surroundings, yet slightly detached from them as if they could not quite be counted on to remain solid.
★SimTitle0 felt her body start to fall toward the floor as visions of an otherworldly realm closed in all around her.
★Just as the visions were about to completely engulf her, SimTitle0 felt a strong presence pulling her back into the real world.The Watcher had answered her plea!
★SimTitle0 strode through the forest flinging torches hither and yon. Bushes ignited and flames licked up the trees, racing through the canopy.
★Within hours, the forests were bare. Leafy trees and shrubs were reduced to charred sticks.The squirrels would find no more shelter in the forests of Burdley.
★SimTitle0 strode through the forest, flinging bolts of fire hither and yon. Flames raced away from the points of impact, spreading quickly from branch to branch, tree to tree.
★As soon as the cages were opened, SimTitle0 fled. There was no point in joining the squirrels in their furry, toothy fate.
★It was slow and painstaking work. SimTitle0 and her militia had to creep cautiously through the brush to avoid startling the squirrels before they could launch an attack. Although they did slay a few of the rodents, most were able to evade justice and continued to molest the trees of Burdley.It was clear that swords were of no more use here.
★After placing the last of the seeds, SimTitle0 left the forest.The changes began to occur more swiftly than she could have imagined.
★By the time she had arrived back in TownName, the forests of Burdley had returned to their previous pristine state. No trace of the forest fire remained.
★SimTitle0 crept through the forest, careful to avoid being spotted by Burdleyite rangers. If she was seen, someone might draw an admittedly correct conclusion about who had started the fire in the first place.The seeds glowed softly in SimFirstName0's hand. Would they work? There was only one way to find out. She began sprinkling them here and there.
★You've arrived at the Pirate's point of entry into TownName.
★There has been serious tensions between the Pirates of Aarbyville and the Guild Consortium of Tredony.
★The Pirates came from the far off land of Aarbyville.
★Welcome to the forest outskirts. This is the main entry point for the Guild Consortium of Tredony to enter TownName.
★Here is just a random sampling of the alternate image awesome-ness you'll experience on the various War Quests...
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★And a good time was had by all!
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★VeryBazaar_Pirate_1
★VeryBazaar_Pirate_2
★While the Baron attended to the transfer of title for his unused beach property in the study, SimTitle0 climbed to the highest tower of the manor-house to check to see how the faulty Golem was getting along as a metallic sitter&
★SimTitle0 reached the forest path and hesitated, listening to the drone of the insects. Something about it all seemed very uninviting. Come now,  she chided herself, What's the worst I could find?  She stepped over a twisted root and pushed on into the woods.
★Deep in the belly of the woods, SimTitle0 discovered the prophet's camp. Her eye was immediately drawn to a crude cage in the back of the camp. Next to it was a simple cooking pot over the remains of a fire and some grayish rocks  smooth, grayish rocks. Oh no&  she said.
★ This is abominable!  SimTitle0 cried. Was this where the path ended for the prophet's followers?Her mind raced. Someone must be told! Something must be done!Hurriedly, SimFirstName0 wrapped a small bone in a handful of leaves and tucked it into a pocket. Then she ran until the prophet's camp was far behind her.
★But what would SimTitle0 find in the forest? Something sinful? Or just a few doe-eyed wanderers trying to appreciate nature?
★Deep in the belly of the woods, SimTitle0 discovered the prophet's camp. "Something doesn't seem right here..."Suddenly a voice cried out. SimFirstName0 drew her sword, ears focusing on the sound. It was a child, crying nearby.SimFirstName0 broke into a run.
★One look told the entire, gruesome tale. The boy in the cage. The cooking pot. The pile of bones&  human bones.SimTitle0 didn't want to believe it, but the look of terror in the boy's eyes destroyed all doubt. "Help! Please help me!"SimFirstName0 raised her sword, eyeing the lock on the cage...
★It took but one blow to reduce the lock to splinters. The door to the cage swung open.
★The boy flew from the cage, wrapping his tiny arms around SimTitle0's neck. They squeezed so hard that SimFirstName0 felt tears spring up in her eyes. Okay,  SimFirstName0 said, patting the boy gently. It's okay now. To herself, SimFirstName0 thought, I must tell SimTitle1 of this immediately.
★The prophet drew in a long breath as he slowly raised his hands, palms up, to the sky. His face showed intense focus, and soon SimTitle0 began to feel the hairs tingle on the back of her neck. There was a crackling hum in the air, and the wind began to swirl around the prophet's feet and tug at the hem of his robes. Veins stood out on the prophet's neck as two bright lights started glowing over his hands.People backed away nervously and the prophet began to scream. "Power of Nature!" he cried, "Give me domain over life and death, control of the Everything and the Nothing!"The wind was stronger now, and the prophet had to shout over it just to be heard. "And now, from Nothingness itself, shall I call forward one of Nature's mightiest servants!"
★There was a small popping sound, and a squirrel appeared in the prophet's hand.
★"Um, er, ...BEHOLD!" shouted SimTitle1, with something that was less than total confidence. Half-hearted applause was heard from the assembled villagers.
★Now it was SimTitle0's turn. She held her hands in front of her and began to pray."O, Watcher," she thought, "show these people Your power. Bring forth something bigger than a squirrel, better than a squirrel."Light began to shine from SimFirstName0's outstretched hands. She repeated the thought over and over like a mantra: "Bigger than a squirrel, better than a squirrel."
★There was a loud popping sound, and the empty space in front of the prophet suddenly became an eighty-foot-tall undead scourge wyrm. It saw the trembling man before it and unleashed a horrific roar.The squirrel leaped from SimTitle1's hand in terror as the prophet fell back onto the dusty ground. For a long, terrible second the scourge wyrm stared down at him and nobody made a sound.
★Then the crowd burst into thunderous applause. Assuming naively that SimTitle0 must be in complete control of the beast, they suppressed every survival instinct in their bodies and continued to cheer.SimTitle0 dropped her hands to her sides, and the monster dematerialized seconds before it could annihilate half the crowd with a surge of spectral un-fire."Oh..." SimFirstName0 said simply. The prophet just lay in the dirt, eyes wide, body twitching.
★The two combatants squared off in menacing silence for a single moment before the stillness was broken by furious combat. Sparks flew as their swords met in a flurry of deadly sword-play, and the crowd's breath was stolen by the struggle.
★WarGames_BlackKnight_Defeat_2
★Heaving with exertion, SimTitle0 barely parried a vicious slash, and saw a rare opening in SimTitle1's defenses. Acting reflexively, SimTitle0 struck hard and fast, her trusty blade slipping through the black plates and biting the flesh underneath.SimTitle1's sword arm fell, dropping his evil blade. Thus SimTitle0's second strike met with no resistance, and drove him to the dirt, as the awe-struck crowd finally roared with the victory.
★WarGames_BlackKnight_Defeat_4
★WarGames_BlackKnight_Wins_1
★WarGames_BlackKnight_Wins_2
★As SimTitle0 blocked a powerful overhand strike, SimTitle1's armored boot cannoned into the suddenly exposed gut of SimTitle0, knocking the wind from her lungs. A series of blows followed, and SimTitle0 suddenly found herself dazed and on the ground, facing the victorious black knight and his poised blade. You lose&  echoed a voice from deep within the black helm.
★As SimTitle0 entered the village shoppe, she immediately noticed a gleaming suit of armor in the corner of the show room. Surely this was SimTitle1's gift for the games.
★"Here comes the retaliation!"
★"Hah! It worked!"
★"Horrible magics are pouring out of this woman. Look at all the bodies!"
★TestScrollNameFour
★TestScrollNameThree
★The Watcher is Somewhere
★Strengthening the Walls of Faith
★Be a Watcher in Thine Own Head
★With Hands Held High
★On Becoming Peteran
★In Praise of the Folly of Jacobans
★Peteran's Progress
★The Sense of the Common Peteran
★The Origin of The Watcher
★Thus Spoke The Watcher
★The Wealth of Prayer
★Look Up, Peterans!
★The Tale of The Watcher and the Whale
★Who Watches The Watcher?
★Humble Actions, Great Rewards
★Let In the Light
★Pray Not in Fear
★Let Love Be Thy Guide
★The Watcher's Embrace
★The Watcher in All of Us
★A Hazy Shade Of Nightshade
★Away With Thee, Golem, Away
★Ballad Of Sir Geoffrey
★Chartreusesleeves
★Chinchilla Chanson
★Crafthole My Home 'Tis Thee!
★Gettin' Medieval
★Lament For Mortimer
★Ne'er To Woohoo Again
★Round The Kingball Court We Go
★See How The Splines Reticulate!
★Shall We Tramp To The Stocks?
★Take Unto Me The Hunter
★The Jig Of Gentleman Jim
★Wherefore Hast Thou Gone Plumbob?
★Winsome Whale Hearken To My Call
★Commoner
★Knight
★Noble
★Critters beware, it's now open season! Always a popular theme, the commonfolk love it when stories begin with the King having a hunting "accident".
★Animals and Hunting Theme
★Art for art's sake is a worthy aspiration and adds a touch of class to any play or poem.
★Art Theme
★A story is always more fun when it involves people behaving badly.
★Crime Theme
★Everyone likes food, even skinny people! Better yet, everyone likes drinks even more!
★Food and Drink Theme
★Add a touch of exotic flavour to any poem or play with tales of faraway lands.
★Foreign Lands Theme
★Royal families are always a source of fascination and intrigue, since their actions and decisions affect the lives of  everyone in the kingdom.
★Kingdom and Royalty Theme
★Let's face it, writers would be out of a job if it wasn't for Love and all its many splendours, pitfalls, and intrigue.
★Love Theme
★Every once in awhile a writer needs to explain to the audience how something totally crazy and unexpected happened in the story. "It's magic." Enough said.
★Magic Theme
★While money may be the root of all evil, it's also the answer to a lot of people's prayers. People often have money on their minds, and large amounts of it is always a good attention-getter.
★Money Theme
★Sure, Nature is often touted to represent all that is green and good in this world, but remember, it's also trying to kill you. With big pointy teeth.
★Nature Theme
★Some people avoid sickness and death like the- ...well, the Plague. But not writers! We love this stuff. Besides, most writers reach the peak of their careers posthumously.
★Sickness and Death Theme
★There's a reason people look to the sky and stars for guidance and inspiration: they're pretty to look at. This theme will put the Pretty into any poem or play.
★Sky and Stars Theme
★Everyone loves a Kingball story about a scrappy underdog beating the odds and going home with the trophy. Especially when that trophy is a damsel or princess.
★Sport Theme
★War! What is it good for? Absolutely everything when it comes to writing thrilling plays and poems.
★War Theme
★The Watcher sees all, including every poem and play ever made. He can be a tough critic, so it's a good idea for a writer to pay homage to Him, just to be safe.
★Watcher Theme
★Black Parrot
★Blue Falcon
★Blue Falcons are rare birds, highly prized by falconers. They are said to have magical properties and are often favored by Wizards seeking a strong link to the arcane.
★Spix Macaw
★The Spix Macaw is very rare and highly sought-after. They are believed to bring luck during hard times and are prized by those lucky enough to own one.
★Red Tailed Hawk
★The Red-Tailed Hawk is a master of soaring on air currents with slow and deliberate wing beats. Some believe the distinctive red tail feathers hold mystical energy.
★Cassius
★Scarred Falcon
★This old bird looks to have seen many battles in its day. Now its ownership is in question, as two foreign refugees both claim to be its master.
★This proud, regal falcon has a beak as sharp as any sword, talons that rip through armor, and the ability to whistle a sweet melody. Farrah is a gorgeous bird and she knows it.
★Consortium Mascot Farrah the Falcon
★Peregrine Falcon
★The Peregrine Falcon is renowned for its speed. It is highly sought-after by experienced falconers.
★This falcon is injured and being nursed back to health. Who does it belong to?
★Injured Falcon
★This parrot is injured and being nursed back to health. Who does it belong to?
★Injured Parrot
★A sleek and mean-tempered bird owned by Jimmy Two-Times
★Dex
★Stormy the Black
★Black parrots are very rare and highly sought-after for their menacing appearance.
★Petey loves salty air, saltier talk, and a good shoulder to lean on. All Petey really wants is a cracker.
★Mascot Petey the Parrot
★Sunset Macaw
★The Sunset Macaw is a popular pet because of its vivid colors and vocal capabilities. It can be just what's needed to complete one's flamboyant pirate outfit.
★Skeletal Parrot
★An undead parrot re-animated by the powers of a necravian vessel. Undead parrots have uncanny strength and a knack for finding valuable treasures.
★Mechanical Falcon
★Mechanical Falcons, originally invented in Ticktop, are revered by the merchants of Tredony as the ultimate hunters and pets. They have enormous strength and are capable of killing and returning with extraordinarily large animals.
★Gyrfalcon
★The Gyrfalcon makes its home in snowy mountain peaks, looking down on the world from its high perch. It is considered a royal bird and is rarely found on the fist of a commoner.
★White Cockatoo
★White Cockatoos are naturally acrobatic and have a high level of intelligence. They are very affectionate and like to cuddle with their owners.
★Amazon Parrot
★Amazon Parrots are known for their playfulness and ability to imitate speech. They make fine companions for staving off boredom during long voyages at sea.
★String0 gobbles up the medicine-soaked meat.
★String0 hungrily gobbles the meat out of SimName1's fingers.
★String0 gobbles up the cracker and squawks appreciatively at SimFirstName1.
★This is Falcon Hunting result 1.
★This is Falcon Hunting result 2.
★This is Falcon Hunting reslut 3.
★String0 has returned with a large animal. What an impressive Falcon!
★String0 has returned with some fish.
★String0 has returned with some meat.
★String0 has returned with a gift!
★String0 has returned with a whole baby unicorn!
★String0 has returned with a small whale!
★String0 flutters down and lands gingerly on SimFirstName1's arm.
★String0 returned with some gold for SimTitle1!
★String0 returned with some treasure for SimTitle1!
★String0 brought SimTitle1 a Doomsword! Holy cow!
★String0 has returned with a snack.
★String0 returned with some gold!
★String0 has returned with a gift!
★Ancient Insults
★Ancient Insults
★Ancient Insults
★Archmage Incedroff
★Baron von Richter
★Brewmaster Gragas
★Brewmaster Penbrook
★Cap'n Seward
★Chef Gregor of Smortlee
★Consortium Crawl
★ConsortiumCrawlUnknown
★Guild Consortium Business Ledger
★Demons, Devils and Other Children's Fables
★Disciple Broome
★The Doctrine of Deeds: Realm Law
★A History of Dukes and Duchesses of the Kingdom and Outlying Territories
★Either Udo Or Udon't
★Lord Eromiral
★Esma
★E'er Seaward
★Fabulously Foolish Fables
★Faith Baste: How to Smother Yourself in the New Peteran Faith
★Your Local Peteran Leader
★Flowers For Morcubus
★Kurt
★Brother Dibs
★Commodus the Scribe
★Abbot Scott
★Jester Joe
★Eugene the Hun
★Vincent Vandal III
★Team Jacob
★Team Peter
★Tim the Enchanter
★Lord High Executioner Flores
★Mad Monk Marcus
★Mad Monk Marcus Jr.
★Mad Monk Marcus III
★Mad Monk Marcus IV
★Mad Monk Marcus V
★Mad Monk Marcus VI
★Mad Monk Marcus VII
★The Family Feudal
★Anatomy Of A Chinchilla
★Chamberpots: An Illustrated History
★Lesse Is Moore, More Or Less
★Torches: Not Just For Juggling
★Barbarian Invasions: A Survival Guide
★Goths, Visigoths, And Ostrogoths: Know The Difference!
★Peterans In The Pantry
★Jacobans On The Loose!
★The Wild Wild World of Wizardry
★George, George, George Of The Judgement Pit
★Medieval Madness, vol. 1
★Medieval Madness, vol. 2
★Medieval Madness, vol. 3
★Medieval Madness, vol. 4
★I Call Dibs, You Call Gibs
★Medieval Madness, vol. 6
★Avoiding The Plague Like The Plague
★Hamratos Crytum
★Heroic Tales of Daring Do
★History
★TownName: A History of the Kingdom
★Botanist Bradley
★On the Hunt for Hungeroot
★Inquisitor Isadore
★Inscription Inception
★The Jacoban Anti-Culture Manifesto
★Head of the Jacoban Church
★Jacob's Journey
★Jesters Jests
★Kaiser Bryan Mord
★Kendrick Wiseau
★King Shawn
★Kurt
★Landazar the Bold
★Legend Of The Leaf Cutter
★Life Is Feudale
★More Than Just Ale
★The Grapes of Luffenting
★Magic of the Flame Lords
★Mace Moon
★Master Smith Volcam
★Mucus Operandi
★No More Burnings
★Oh, For Tuna!
★Past, Present, & Future
★Peace, Love, Happiness: Not Going to Happen!
★Notebook of Unreleased Plays
★The Most Popular Bard in the Land (me!)
★Ancient Peterick Book
★Dragons, Drakes, and Wyverns, Oh My!
★Fireproof Folio
★Golem Information Manual
★The Search for an Heir to the Throne:  An Epic Tale
★History of the Pit Beast
★Tentacled Terrors: Exploring the Monster Psyche
★Magical Trinkets and Cursed Idols
★My Royal Journal (by the Monarch)
★The Truth About Boars
★The Watcher Within
★Manual of Blacksmithing: The Legendary Angel's Talon
★M. Angelo
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Captain's Cutlass
★Manual of Blacksmithing: The Cursed Doomsword
★RecipeDoomswordAuthor
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Dread Pike
★Potions and Poltergeists: An Alchemist's Handbook
★My Favorite Feast Ale Recipes
★Brewmaster Gragas
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Gilded Rapier
★The Alchemist's Cookbook: Vial of Kraken's Discharge
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Mithral Shovel
★Sweet Book of Sweets
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Sword of the Chinchilla
★RecipeSwordofTheChinchillaAuthor
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Tooth of Jacob
★RecipeToothofJacobAuthor
★Manual of Blacksmithing: Watcher's Blade
★RecipeWatchersBladeAuthor
★Rise and Fall of the Tyrants
★Sage Nerevar
★Samual F Scribe
★Secret Note
★Guild Exploits vol. 1
★seniorExploits01Unknown
★Guild Exploits vol. 2
★seniorExploits02Unknown
★Guild Exploits vol. 3
★seniorExploits03Unknown
★Smith Smythe of Smortlee
★Taking Care of Stew
★Forging Swords the Smortlee Way
★Sweet Book of Sweets
★The Legendary Sword Breaker: A How To
★The Calm Before The Forge
★The Final Campaign
★The Great Hypocrates
★The Jokester
★The Monarch
★The Prince And The Proxy
★The Watcher Is In The Rain
★Tredony Jones Junior
★Tredony Ambassador
★Unknown
★Various Authors
★War Crimes Docket
★The Watcher's Tower
★The Watcher's Vision
★Watcher's Vision
★A Watchful Word
★Adrenaline Rush
★An Adrenaline Rush will keep this Sim pumped and running around everywhere for some time to come!
★Adrenalized
★Nothing adds zest to your day like a good shot of frog adrenaline!
★Afraid of the Dark
★Heading inside or finding a bit of sunlight will take care of this cowardly affliction.
★Stale Ale
★Blech! A stale ale.
★Clean Ale
★That's a clean-tasting ale!
★Crisp Ale
★Like a clear, sunny day in late autumn...
★Full-Bodied Ale
★That's a full-bodied ale.
★Alluring
★A bit of magical sparkle makes everything look shiny and new, even you.
★Amazing Meal
★That meal was awesome!  The explosion of flavor will be hard to forget.
★Among Friends
★Friends give Sims that warm and fuzzy feeling
★Entertained
★SimFirstName0 is having quite a good time and is keeping stress down.
★Ancient Sea Strength
★The fury and power of the sea courses through SimFirstName0's veins.
★Strength of Jacob
★The ancient power within Angelsguard imbues its wearer with extreme focus.
★Strength of Peter
★The ancient power within Angelstalon imbues its user with extreme focus.
★Animus' Grace
★You feel a surge of peace wash over you, as all of your thoughts become clear.
★Animus' Contempt
★Visions of hate cloud your focus.
★Appalled
★SimFirstName0 is horrified over what she just witnessed!
★Aromatic
★The Lordleaf is seeping out of SimFirstName0's pores.
★Attractive
★When a Sim looks this good, it's difficult for others not to notice. Wowza!
★Awesome
★THAT WAS AWESOME!
★Awesome Party
★Party plus Party Animal usually equals Awesome Party. It's simple math!
★Baby Is Coming!
★Uh oh! The water has broken, contractions have started, and the baby is on its way!
★Aching Back
★Carrying an extra Sim around sure is hard on the back!
★Bad Friend Advice
★Bad friend advice means relationships won't be built very quickly, or at all. Avoid any Sims that aren't quite close!
★Bad Entertainment Advice
★Stress will only build with poor entertainment advice looming. Things just won't be as fun!
★Bad Night's Sleep
★Sleeping on a cheap bed would make any Sim grumpy.
★Bad Romantic Advice
★Ooo, that's some icky romantic advice. Be careful when applying "the moves" to others.
★Bad Support Advice
★With advice like this, Sims tend to fall, and fall hard, when they say the wrong thing.
★Bad Taste
★Eating or drinking something that's not quite right leaves a bad taste.
★The Ol' Ball and Chain
★Help! My marriage is like a medieval imprisonment device!
★Beacon of Hope
★Powerful arcane magics have given SimFirstName0 a reprieve of all responsibilities.
★Grievously Mauled
★While it may be culturally sensitive to accept a hug from a grizzly bear - as this is their standard form of greeting - this practice is not, however, conducive to a long and maul-free life.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Majorly Mauled
★Why did The Watcher have to give bears teeth and claws and... such an angry disposition?Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Minorly Mauled
★It's just a scratch, really. I've had worse.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Moderately Mauled
★Hmmm...maybe I really shouldn't be playing 'Tag' with a half-ton bear.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Lost a Fistfight
★Being on the losing end of a fistfight has a way of wrecking your mood. Just maybe.
★Beautiful Garden
★This garden is lovely and the fertilizer doesn't stink!
★Beautifully Decorated
★Rooms adorned with the most expensive sculptures and paintings improve life dramatically.
★Beautiful View
★Would you look at that view!
★Beautiful Vista
★This... house... is... incredible! Somebody really knows how to live.
★Befuddled
★SimFirstName0 is suffering from a lack of edumacation.
★Betrayed
★Being cheated on is tough to move past. Talking it out with the other Sim would speed the healing process.
★Very Unfocused
★SimFirstName0's extremely low Focus is having a terrible impact on Quest Performance!
★Very Focused
★SimFirstName0's high Focus is having great effect on Quest Performance!
★Bit o' Luck
★Everyone could use a little bit o' luck now an' then.
★Grievous Bite
★Any deeper, and this bite would have killed SimTitle0.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Major Bite
★It turns out that the creature's bite was much worse than its bark.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Minor Bite
★More of a scratch than a bite, really.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Moderate Bite
★That animal bite left quite a mark on SimTitle0.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Blinded by Hubris
★I am the greatest! The best around!
★Blinded By Spit
★So you think you can blind me and spit in my eye??
★Blinded By The Watcher
★Revved up like a Deus, another Watcher in the night.
★Blisters
★Don't poke at them!
★Bloodthirst Quenched
★Bloodthirsty Sims love a fight!
★Grievously Gored
★Anyone get the license tag on that boar that just ran over me?Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Majorly Gored
★Massive puncture wounds really should be avoided.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Slightly Gored
★Sometimes the bacon bites back...Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Moderately Gored
★They say to take all things in moderation, even wild boar-wrestling.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Boring Conversation
★Yawn! Will they ever stop talking?
★Brightened Day
★Good Sims know exactly what to say to make someone's day better.
★Burning Loins
★SimFirstName0 is suffering from Burning Loins. Canst thou quench the fire in thine own nether regions?Treat by visiting the Physician or drinking curative tonics.
★Buzz Crashed
★Caffeine buzzes wear off eventually, leaving a sad Sim. Walk it off or have another cup!
★Buzzed
★SimFirstName0 is feeling quite giddy after a few drinks. Let the mirth and frivolity commence!
★Calmed Down
★Sometimes all an Angry Sim needs is an understanding voice to help them get through a bad mood.
★Can't Sleep
★Ugh, I just can't sleep no matter how hard I try.
★Can't Stand Art
★Can't Stand Art
★One Sim's art is another Sim's garbage. Some Sims just don't appreciate the finer things in life.
★One Sim's art is another Sim's garbage. Some Sims just don't appreciate the finer things in life.
★Captivated
★A magic spell is holding SimFirstName0 captivated!
★Disgusted
★Revolting sights and smells will have this effect on Sims, so it's best to move them away.
★Caught After Curfew!
★It's so unfair! Why don't parents understand?
★Celebrated Birthday
★Birthday parties are the best!
★Celebrity
★Sims love being recognized by their fans. Celebrity status is so cool!
★Charitable
★It feels great to help out other Sims, especially when they are in need.
★Savor the Char
★Food really does taste better cooked. Especially when it's SUPPOSED to be cooked.
★Cheered Up
★Gobs of sobs are stopped by the kind words of others.
★Chinchilla Killer!
★Time for some Furry Justice!
★Chinchilla Mind
★The mind of a chinchilla is complex and full of twisted passages. But not to you!
★The Chosen One
★Behold, for SimTitle0 has been Chosen! All shall love her and despair!
★Churdle Pain!
★Curse you, Churdle! SimFirstName0 feels rot and decay spreading through her body!
★Churdle Power!
★Churdle was RIGHT! SimFirstName0 is feeling incredible, with overflowing power!
★Clairvoyant
★SimFirstName0 has been gifted with a spell of clairvoyance, enhancing her senses to near psychic proportions.
★Grievous Bird Goring
★These lacerations must be vengeance for the poultry roast SimFirstName0 hosted last week. Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Major Bird Gouge
★This must be what it feels like to be hunted by raptors. Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Minor Bird Scratch
★SimFirstName0 had a minor run-in with an angry avian adversary. Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Moderate Bird Claw
★Note to self: Don't mess with bird claws. They are quite capable of injury. Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Clean
★It feels good being less dirty and smelly than normal.
★Cloaked in Shadow
★SimFirstName0 is shadowy and hard to see. Especially effective when nobody is looking at her.
★Bitten by Cockatrice
★Cockatrice bites are nasty. A single bite causes the flesh to harden - multiple bites can quickly turn a living creature entirely into stone. Sounds like fun.
★Combat Ready
★SimFirstName0 is ready for combat!
★Grievously Wounded
★Wow. Who would have thought that gaping wounds, massive blunt force trauma, and losing half your blood would put a damper on your spirits? Huh.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Major Laceration
★Looks like SimFirstName0 came out on the losing side after that latest round of "intense negotiations."Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Minor Scratch
★Tis merely a flesh wound. I've had worse!Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Moderate Injury
★SimFirstName0 got a bit roughed up after that last fight.Treat by visiting the Physician or applying health salves.
★Comforted
★A quick cry on the shoulder helps the sadness go away.
★Comfy
★Nothing beats a good seat or soft bed for comfort except perhaps a better one.
★Compelling Sermon
★SimFirstName0 has watched a compelling sermon and now is a believer!
★Confused
★Consternation! A voice rang out from the well right after SimTitle0 shouted into it.Is someone stuck in the well? What's going on?
★Consecrated
★Drinking water consecrated by the Watcher fills the soul to the brim with spiritual fervor.
★Cozy Fire
★Sims enjoy the warm cheery glow of their fireplaces... poke them for extra warmth!
★Crab Musked!
★The smell of not-so-fresh crab lingers in the air. Crabtastic!
★Crafthole Crash
★The Crafthole Energy Potion has worn off, but not the lingering effects of the 'crash'.
★Bit o' Energy
★The Crafthole Energy Potion: guaranteed to keep you awake for just a bit longer!
★Crafthole Treat
★A delectable recipe from Crafthole! Filling, but not too dense.
★Crafty
★SimFirstName0 is feeling pretty clever, hehehe.
★Craziness
★Wow that was crazy!
★Creeped Out
★Ewww! That was so creepy!
★Creepy Graveyard
★Graveyards are terrifying places filled with dead bodies, the ghosts of the bodies, and fear.
★Crying
★Crying Baby
★If the baby can't be quieted, it's best to get as far away as possible.
★Sometimes you just gotta let it all out...
★Cuddle Time
★Teddy bears make excellent sleeping companions.
★Cured
★SimFirstName0 has been cured! It's great to be on the mend.
★Cursed
★SimFirstName0 woke up on the cursed side of the bed this morning. Don't expect things to go well today!
★Dazzled
★Something has clearly made an impression on SimFirstName0!
★Decorated
★Sims enjoy well-furnished homes. By the looks of things, this place isn't so bad!
★Defeat!
★The agony of defeat can really bring a Sim down.
★Delicious!
★Yummy food always hits the spot!
★Having a Blast
★SimFirstName0 is having so much fun it's almost criminal.
★Demoralized
★SimFirstName0 is demoralized from not fulfilling her responsibility.
★Desolate
★When Sims get really, really lonely, they need to talk to somebody. Anybody.
★If your Sim doesn't chat with some other Sims soon, the furniture may start talking back...
★Dirty Joke
★SimFirstName0 is feeling quite naughty after relaying all the titillating details of that last joke.
★Dirty Surroundings
★Garbage, filth, and grime do not improve one's surroundings.
★Disappointed
★Some Sims just hate it when they blow a chance to impress others.
★Disdains Dessert
★Sugary sweets are best consumed by more appreciating Sims.
★Disguised
★SimFirstName0 is in disguise. Let's see what she can get away with!
★Disguised as a Guard
★The nondescript livery of the Kingdom Watch can hide any hero in plain sight, and cuts a fine figure for the lasses.
★Disgusted
★Disgusted by Premises
★This place needs to be classed up.
★Revolting sights and smells will have this effect on Sims, so it's best to move them away.
★Dislikes Children
★Some Sims just don't find children to be adorable bundles of joy.
★Disoriented
★Things are not looking so good. Actually, things are not looking at all.
★Divine Meal
★SimFirstName0 has experienced a meal so exquisite, so divine, that it defies description.
★Dizzy
★A magic spell has left SimFirstName0 feeling disoriented and off-balance.
★Doomed
★The curse of the Doomsword is such that its wielder feels the weight of the world and all that is wrong with it upon them.
★Vexed
★Failing my responsibility and duty leaves me terribly vexed.
★Drowning
★Sims breathe air. Anything else gets a little... suffocating.
★Drowsy
★Nothing like a mild herbal tea to prepare for a good snooze.
★Drunk
★Mean Drunk
★Drinking too much has put SimFirstName0 in a bad mood. Better stay out of her way!
★Feeling dizzy? Slightly warm? Everyone look attractive to you? Congratulations, you're drunk!
★Happy Drunk
★Drinking too much has put SimFirstName0 in a merry mood. A little too merry...
★Drunk-Me-Not
★A few sips of a magical Drunk-Me-Not potion are all a Sim needs to handle any alcohol-related problem. And it tastes great to boot!
★Sad Drunk