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Newtown Chronicle
Job Done! PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kingdom Scribe   
Saturday, 27 December 2008 11:39
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The freshly refurbished Merchant Row at Newtown, Jenn Kellon, is now open for business. The project organised by Niobe of Newtown owes many thanks to the players who put their time into making this project a reality, showing once again the very special place that is Wurm.

Special thanks go to:

Becket, Asidecay, Redempsyn, Spellcast, Urman, Ethario, Saroman, Rotab, Woodywurm, Shalonda, Ripeq, Yupps, Wollschaf, Jesterab, Dannyiron, Dethklok, Colch and Brycarnia - your names will be remembered in the annals of Newtown.

So come shopping in the bright, new Merchant Row. Any merchants wishing to rent a shop should contact Niobe. Rates will be posted soon in the Jenn Kellon site.

 
What is Happening at Newtown PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kingdom Scribe   
Thursday, 13 November 2008 22:37

News just in! Merchant buildings vanish! Walls are coming down!

Through an early morning mist Newtown, a lighter version of Newtown greeted this reporters gaze. A major redesign is in motion it appears - watch this space to find out more!

 
Battle of the Arachnids PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kingdom Scribe   
Wednesday, 23 July 2008 13:13

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02:45 am on Luck Day, week 4 of the Bear’s Starfall. 990

A gentle murmuring of voices flowed between two campfires lit on a paved area North West of Mystery Glade. “There are not enough of us,” said one voice, tense, expectant. “More will come,” said another, his voice betraying more hope than confidence. In the north, the sky reddened slightly, as the sun yawned. I kept to the shadows. They had enough to think about without being pestered by a reporter.

waiting-tb.jpgJust a short walk from this huddled group laid the object of this meet. Within a slabbed entrance to a mine, legs writhed and squirmed, their owners trapped for the moment by a flimsy wooden gate. For months the spiders have been breeding here. Spider upon spider, piled high, bathing in their own foul stench, waiting for liberation, for the chance to battle their captors.

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