Quaestor Report

2008/08/02, 10:00 PM, Quaestor - Battleteam Primus Pilus

    **So sayeth the wise Godo **

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<font size="6">G</font>reetings once again Exar Kun!

Another week has shuffled by and there's not an awful lot to report, save of course for the 'Feud', tempting as it is to pass comment I shall refrain. Suffice to say I thank all of you for putting in a stellar effort considering the challanges you've all faced. On the plus side to all this it'll give you all a chance to warm up for the real big bang, namely the Great Jedi War. To go head to head with every Clan in the brotherhood.

Previous GJW have weighed me down with metal ie medals so it'll be a great chance for all of you. Still, that's for another day and instead I suggest you all go out and get a tan and enjoy the holidays, sith lord knows we've all earnt it. Unless you live in the UK, in which case I suggest you take an umbrella with you!

On with the show.

With the summer in full swing, kiddies out of school mugging old grannies and me torn between a rain coat and wearing shorts it's been rather quiet. Which isn't a terribly bad thing, because hopefully your all enjoying yourselves. I dare say things will really start to warm up in September.

*CLAN FEUD - 'Uneasy Alliances' *

As if there was going to be any other news? Yes, the Feud continues to stumble forward like an extra from the thriller music video. Still we don't begrudge a chance to be showered in glory. I am still waiting on exactly what's going on for the week two events, so when I know something, you lot will. Again, apologies about all this and I am sure lessons will be learned, but in the meantime try not to let it weigh you all down, just enjoy the events for what they are and who knows you might even get something nice out of it. Again, here's the link: http://diabolos.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/UNEASYALLIANCES/news.html

The events running this week, however long thats liable to be is as follows:

_**ALL CLANS: Long Fiction Event

Contact has been made with the enemy. Where were you when the klaxons sounded? How did you prepare for the conflict? All submissions must be attached in .doc format. You must also use a legible font such as arial/ times new roman size 10-12. <font color="#FF0000">There is a 3 page minimum with 6 pages maximum for all submissions</font>. **_

_**ALL CLANS: Poetry

Write 3 haiku poems describing any aspect of the war so far, preparations, reports, actual fighting, etc. Submissions will be graded on meter, conformance to haiku style, and content. All submissions must be attached in .doc format. You must also use a legible font such as arial/ times new roman size 12. There is a 1 page minimum for all submissions. **_

_**PLAGEUIS: Graphics Event

The Yuuzhan Vong close in on Clan Plageuis's forces in hiding. Draw up the scenario. All submissions must be attached in an appropriate, easily accessible image format. **_

I know the rules of the game so to speak have changed, I am awaiting confirmation on those of us who have already submitted to the week 2 events under the previous 'arrangement' and I'll also check on whether they are extending the deadline to reflect the changes in events. So when I know more, you will.

Current Competitions

Below is a list of events which House Exar Kun can take part in. The more you enter the better, not only will your leaders be REALLY impressed but who knows? You might actually win yourself a shiny!

<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td>Title: **</td> <td>Death of a Clan **</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Requested By: </td> <td>SBL Raken </td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Specifics: </td> <td>Everything ends. Nations, worlds, stars, galaxiesall will know their end in time. The cadres of dark Jedi in the Brotherhood have known existence but a few scant years. What is even their dark power compared to the inevitability of death? The universe has proven time and again that we all live at the mercy of another. Whether it is a super-power or a super nova does not matter. Nothing is forever.

  OOC: Write a story telling of the end of your clan. How does it happen? Internecine fighting? An external force? Does your clan meet its end now or in the distant future? Author your clan's demise.   

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</tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Start Date: </td> <td>7/5/2008 </td> </tr> <tr> <td>End Date: </td> <td>8/5/2008 </td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Unit in Competition: </td> <td>Entire DJB </td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Platforms: </td> <td>Word or Rich Text Format in 12pt standard font. Single-spaced. Two page minimum. </td> </tr> <tr> <td>Awards: </td> <td>2nd level Crescents for First, Second, & Third place. </td> </tr> <tr> <td>Comments: </td> <td>Email submissions to [Log in to view e-mail addresses] Please put [Fiction] in the subject line of your email. Include basic ID Line and PIN in the document file name or the submission cannot be counted. </td> </tr> </table>

<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td>Title: **</td> <td>Prophetical **</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Requested By: </td> <td>SBL Raken </td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Specifics: </td> <td>Power and knowledge. When combined by one steeped in the arts of the dark side of the Force anything becomes possible, even the foretelling of events yet to pass. For millennia, Jedi have heeded the words of ancient prophecies hoping at some chance to seize upon events unfolding in their time. Some prophecies have come to pass as originally scribed, some have realized themselves through sadistic twists of fate, and some have never been fulfilled at all.

  Prophecies will always be with us. With ones like ourselves able to peel back the fabric of time and glimpse the future there will always be cryptic words foretelling salvation and doom alike. If there is any profit to be had from these dark tidings we must strive to understand them.   



  OOC: Create a prophecy that could come to pass in the near future of the Brotherhood. What omens does it portend? When and where did it originate? Will it play out as described or is there some deeper meaning hidden within its lines? How will it impact the Brotherhood?   

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<font size="6">H</font>ere are some good links for you to visit. If there's anything you'd like to see included let me know.

ICTE web site (multi player gaming better known as Iced Tea): [

http://icte.darkjedibrotherhood.com/](http://icte.darkjedibrotherhood.com/)

Dark Brotherhood - our organisation's web site

http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/

Clan Plagueis - our clan web site

http://plagueis.darkjedibrotherhood.com

mIRC - for all our meetings and general chit chat

http://www.mirc.com/

Dark Jedi Brotherhood Wikipedia - Super sized archive with all sorts of weird and wonderful information

http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/wiki/index.php?title=Main_Page

Shadow Academy - take courses and further your understanding [<font color="#cccccc">

</font>http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/dbjedi/shadowacademy/sa/](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/dbjedi/shadowacademy/sa/)

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  **_**    <font size="1">Clearly not London, but may as well have been!</font>**

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_T_here's something a little depressing about having very warm weather mixed in with heavy rain and thunder. In effect you get the worst of both worlds, being fried alive whilst being soaked. I prefer weather you can sink your teeth into, weather where you know exactly where you stand. At the moment it's a living hell! Take last Monday, fresh from the 'curry incident' I was looking forward to get back into the flow. My boss thus instructed me to recover a car in London, and with blue sky and a warmth you could cook bread in I was more than happy to go. Of course this was just the beginning of my epic tale of misery!

The first obstacle was the train journey, remember we are talking about a hot, sunny day here. As it happens the train previous to the one I had caught to London had been cancelled and thus one train had two trains worth of passengers. This also meant that I would be standing for the two plus hours of my journey. To add insult to injury I would be going without the benefit of the trains air conditioning, it had naturally decided to give up the ghost. By the time I reached London, Euston station I was physically melting. Considering the amount of fat stuck to my body I must have looked like a melting candle!

Next challange was to navigate the tube network, no easy task. I suppose the best way to describe the sorry excuse for a map is to merge a rainbow with snakes and ladders. The effect is very much like an acid trip gone wrong. Still, I managed it though already exhausted I had to endure a very rough and uncomfortable journey by a fellow called Herman who sweats more water than niagra falls. When I finally did reach my station I felt like I had been baked in an oven, which isnt too far from the truth.

Trial number three was then using a small map to navigate to the car, I must confess my map reading skills leave a lot to be desired. If for instance you asked me to get you to the south coast, I would recommend you pack your winter clothing as odds are I'd end up taking you to Alaska. Anyway for about a mile I walked, turning the map this way and that all in the vain hope I got there. By some mirracle in the ever growing heat I did get there. The only thing, and I mean the ONLY thing that sustained me was the knowledge of getting into a car with air conditioning. At this point in the day, with the vultures circling (well, okay not vultures maybe a few deliquant pigeon) I managed to finally reach the car.

My hopes soon turned to ash however as I made the rather uncool discovery that one of the rear tyres was flat as a pancake! Confession time. I know absolutely nothing about cars, sure I know they have an enigmatic thing such as an engine and I know for instance that if you drive too fast into a brick wall your liable to get a few bruises. Any hint there's something not quite right and I go to pieces, I even dare I say it, panic! So, there I am in rediculous tempratures that would make a long distance runner feel unsettled, presented with a flat tyre. Any sensible person would walk in the opposite direction, grab a taxi and get out of dodge! Not me. Possibly due to heat stroke I came up with a mad idea, I would change the wheel myself.

Having never changed one before, it was perhaps a little optimistic to think I could do it quickly. In those Sahara temperatures and wearing a suit I proceeded to change the tyre. I did this through careful deduction, reason, the manual and frankly luck. Sure it took me the best part of an hour, sweating more than my friend Herman, in scolding heat but I did it. I succeeded, got the damn thing back to base without the wheel overtaking me on the motorway. I would like to make manly grunts and flex those few flabby muscles but I would be living a lie. I subsequently endured the remainder of the week aching from head to toe, bruised (still am in fact) and managed to ruin a brand new shirt.

Morale of the story, best not run before you can walk or in my case crawl.

_O_ne down and another countless more reports to go! Yes, that's concluded this, report number four. Incase you all get a little bored of the Feud you can always have a go at the myriad of other events. This includes, though not exclusive to: Shadow Acadamy courses, MP gaming in the Brotherhood, ACC, other competitions and nagging your Quaestor. I would say I have an open door policy but frankly I'd be lying. You all run into my office anyway, I even tried locking the door and fitting a bolt to it but you still got in.