“In darkness we do what we can, in daylight we’re oblivion…”

~Dougie Maclean, Turning Away

Welcome to the first week of the Competition: Chaos in Marka Ragnos. This competition gives everyone involved a chance at a Battle Team Leader position. Currently, my only submissions have been from the current Battle Team Leaders, which I'm pleased to see, although I would like to see other entries as well.

For all of the newest recruits, welcome to the Dark Brotherhood.

I look forward to seeing you all get active and have fun, making CNS a better place, and showing you the power of the dark side of the force. In your service ~ Kat
d

Medals:

DC to Maol Nor Lexu

StA to Eldrad Sin

StA to Phantom

Legion of the Scholar (LS) awarded to KP Kat Pridemore

Nice work everyone!

Promotions & People Moving:

Fresh blood.. um… new recruits. smirks Make certain you welcome the newbies.

Malak promoted to ACO

Tsingtao promoted to NOV

If I missed your promotion, I apologize. Just email me, and we will include it in the next report. I will be checking all APP, NOV, and ACO ranks on the 12th, and those who have not completed the requirements for their last promotion within a two week period, will be moved back to rogues. If you need help, either check www.nagasadow.org or email me at [Log in to view e-mail addresses]

Shadow Academy Courses:

Sith Flight Studies II: ESET Passed: Maol Nor Lexu

Sith Core Passed: Malak

Alchemy Basics Passed: Maximus Raidoner

Lightsaber Basics Passed: Maximus Raidoner

IRC Basics Passed: Tsingtao

Conflict Mediation Passed: Maol Nor Lexu

Test of Wisdom Passed: Imperial

Dark Jedi Meditation Passed: Imperial

Lots of graduations this week! Good work!

If I'm not on IRC, try me by email [Log in to view e-mail addresses] if you need anything.

Priestess Kat Pridemore

Quaestor of House Marka Ragnos

_ Tendrils of mist rise off the loch as the morning sun blinds his eyes,

The reds in the sky reflect the anguish of the soul,

His heart is not at rest, as the warrior tries to drown the screams from centuries past...

Though the calm countenance may deceive, the sea of hurt roils beneath the surface.

When will peace begin?

Thoughts of death offer no solace - the machine grinds up the soul and revives the pain again.

A warrior born for battle, trained for war...

A gentle touch cannot always sooth, a momentary distraction does not fade the pain...

_