Volume 3: Issue 5

Sometimes I see how the brave new world arrives and I see how it thrives ~ ABBA (Happy New Year)

Headlines

Resurrection
by Piper Kin

Dazadi Dacre's attempts to resurrect her dead lifemate, Arkadios Rhea, also known as Kade, were stunningly successful. After a trip to Xanth's Temple fraught with danger and tension, the pair learned from the Book of Days that in order to regain Kade's own body, they would need to dig it out of his grave and summon Xanth.

Neither prospect was particularly appealing but because Kade was still trapped in Suka Matali's body - that of an Anyeli - he could not accompany Dazadi to Paris, forcing her to perform the emotional deed alone. Returning to him with his coffin, they finally managed to summon Xanth through her imp dragon, Faroah. Unfortunately, Xanth was not in the mood to resurrect Kade without certain conditions and it seems now that he has lost all ability to wield his axe, a favoured weapon.

Is this the last step towards a happy ending for the Aide and her lifemate? "They were arguig pretty loud," said a fledgling passing by Dazadi's quarters. "So I doubt it."

Neither Dazadi nor Mister Rhea were available for comment.

Sanctuaries in Need
by Piper Kin

For the last few months, sanctuaries have seemed pretty empty and dead. Xanth is calling on Elysians for ideas and input on how to encourage activity - not just in sanctuaries but other areas too! One idea has been to open up the Cloud Palace to non-Anyeli as an in character ploy to gain the cash needed to renovate. But this attempt has had little success yet. It remains to be seen whether or not it will work at all.

If you have any ideas or suggestions, why not post them? Xanth's eager to here them. ;)

The Snowflake Ball
by Tom Caye

There's been some hot activity going on up in the alps recently, and it's not global warming.

The Snowflake ball, hosted by vampire leader Scarlett Caye and her friends Amber and Faith, has been taking place over the festive period. The three lovely ladies planned the gathering to perfection; The music was heavenly and the drinks were delicious. With the crisp white snow as a backdrop, a large number of Elysians gathered to partake in the festive fun. A formal dress code was in place though, no sneakers here thank you! The gentle yet tuneful musicians provided cover for any awkward silences and everyone seemed mellowed by the flowing drinks and sweet sounds. Of course, this led to dancing, how could it not? Scarlett and Niles set the trend with a steamy slow dance, could this be leading elsewhere? Either way, this reporter declares the ball a success.

Editorial

To Xanth: Have you ever had that "special someone" in your life or don't you look for true love, being a Goddess and all that?
The concept of 'someone special' varies. Perhaps you should elaborate. As for love, one should never actively search for love. The universe is built in such a fashion that it generally finds you all by itself.

Weekly Feature

Dimitri's Demise
by Piper Kin

Dimitri Koraceb smirked at the goddess even as he dabbed at his bloodied nose. He didn't bother to hide his gloating smile as he watched her. He'd made her angry enough to lash out physically, no one else had ever done that.

"You are wrong, Dimitri," she scolded, her face a mask of dismay. Dimitri scowled. The one thing that had always thwarted his flawless plans was her ability and willingness to read his mind. "You are far from the first I have beaten this way."

She stepped away from him toward one of the burning bowls of oil that stood either side of the dais, and despite himself, Dimitri winced. He knew what was coming. The red hot brand resting in the oil told him as much.

"Since you are such a barbarian, Dimitri, I will brand you as such. You have failed me."

"Oh come, Xanth, we both know that's not why you're p-" Before he could finish, she whipped around, the brand ripping through the air toward him, her hiss masking the sound he made.

"You are right, Dimitri. This brand is so all of Elysia will know how you turned against them." She tossed the steaming metal aside and stood back, staring down at him. If she'd been angry, he would have laughed in her face, but just then all he could see was disappointment.

Scowling, he lunged to his feet, almost considered going for her throat, but dismissed the idea as ludicrous. She wasn't the world's best fighter, but she didn't need to be when she had the power of the universe at her fingertips.

"I'll be back, Xanth. Your little kingdom will fall."

She had looked away when he stood. Now her eyes lifted, her gaze meeting his, full of fire and brimstone. Dimitri quivered despite himself, despite the many years he had served as her Aide.

He had been greedy. Becoming a demigod had not been enough for him - he wanted it all. But in all the time he had served her, advised her, worked with her, he had never seen her like this.

And he never would again, or anything else for that matter.

"You will not get the chance, Dimitri."

Employment Agency

Public Relations

Help spread the word about Elysia by travelling the world wide web in search of roleplay sites just like ours. Read their rules and follow ours as you give them a link to EF and one of our buttons, and pass on their details so we can link to them.

You'll be paid $50 per week with a bonus of $50 for every successful affiliation.

Please send applications to Xanth's Secretary.

Assistant Editor

The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.

Responsibilities

+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers

Salary

$100 per week to be paid by Chenoan.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.

Volume 3: Issue 4

I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~ Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, "Identity Crisis," M*A*S*H

Headlines

The Christmas Ball
by Piper Kin

For days anticipation has run hot throughout Elysia ever since the invitations to the Snowflake Ball organised by Scarlett Caye, Alieh Kae and Faith went out. Hosted in a winter wonderland of a cave in the lower Alps, the ball requires formal dress and even the Imps are in attendance - as elves!

Some of the best Elysian musicians have arrived to help partygoers get into the swing of things. We hear the cave is a bit chilly though, so make sure you take a jacket that matches your party best. ^__~

(Art by Alieh Kae, aka AmberRose)

Daoine's Dinner
by Piper Kin

The Cosy Cafe is already the busiest eatery in the marketplace and the hotspot for gossip. It's also been visited by a few of the A-List in the past - Kiril and even Xanth once stopped there for lunch (though we hear there was a bit of a kerfuffle about that).

This Christmas, Daoine is hosting a lovely feast for Elysians who don't want the hassle of cooking for themselves. With the menu available now, who can resist?

Don't forget to RSVP!

The Quest for an Aide Continues
by Tom Caye

The questers representing Nymphs, humans and Dragons now face their toughest challenge yet - the less-than-pleasant portal gatekeeper and Nymph, Evadne. Her looks are ravishing, her raven black hair is to die for and her eyes sparkle in such a way that even the toughest warrior could melt under her gaze. However, do not let the beauty of her exterior fool you - it has been discovered that the obstacles the questers have faced were the work of the Nymph. The presence of the quest party has thoroughly irritated the wench, causing her to crash trees down in their path and generally make their task as difficult as possible. Despite the hate-fuelled woman's intentions, this reporter thoroughly believes the questers can pass her and enter the Acanthan dimension - surely they didn't come this far to fail?

The Haunting of Dazadi
by Piper Kin

Two hundred years ago, as a previous feature told, the Aide Dazadi's partner, Kade, was killed on a mission that haunts Dazadi to this very day. When she faced the Hind, all those memories boiled to the surface, leaving the already unhinged Aide more than a little crazy. It wasn't until Dazadi was rescued, however, that events took a rather unexpected turn when she accidentally used her Anyeli/Aide powers to download her entire life into the mind of Suka Matali.

As readers of the Chronicles will already know, Suka has since become a menace to Elysian society - particularly its women. As more and more of Dazadi's memories attacked him, Suka became almost as unhinged as Dazadi herself until finally it seems that his body is being taken over by the very Dragon - Kade - who died two hundred years ago.

While Kade attempts to regain his own body with Dazadi's help, Suka slips away into oblivion leaving his own girlfriend to wait in terror that he'll never come back. Can Kade get his own body back or is Suka doomed?

Weekly Feature

Kaida's Revenge
by Kaida Tanili

Before I could take another step, I heard a loud thud behind me, and swung around. Just at my eyes focused on the hunter, a loud crack rang through the air, followed by an exploding pain in my shoulder. Turning my head, I looked down at my arm, and saw what had happened. The bullet from his gun had gone clean through, and the pain it caused was immense. Turning my head slowly, I looked at the hunter before me. Although I was in pain, and I know I was, my brain refused to register it. My soul didn’t care. All reason had left me, and I was stuck with the shell of a monster. I was going to kill him, and I was going to enjoy it.

Either the hunter saw the killer in my eyes, or he had no more bullets to shoot, he ran off as quickly as he could muster. I only took a few steps, my motions flawless. It was like I was following a pre laid out plan, and nothing could go wrong. My confidence in my ability was so stunning, if he’d of shot me full of bullets I don’t think I would have wavered. Taking the knife in my hand, I pulled it back then launched it with a roar at the hunter. It flung quickly through the air, sticking directly into his spine. He fell forward with a hard crash, nearly collapsing into the tree beside him.

I made my way to his weeping body and stood over him, one foot on each side of his body. Picking up his body by his hair, I pulled him off the ground just enough to get a good look at his face. There was no doubt in my mind; this was the hunter who’d beheaded my mother. Throwing him down to the ground, I took my knife by the handle and yanked it out of his back. He let loose a scream even I looked away from. Closing my eyes and clenching my jaw, my fist griped the knife with a fury that had only intensified since the killing began. With one smooth motion, I bent down and garroted him. Moving to the side, I placed my foot on his shoulder and kicked him onto his back.

As I stood there watching him die, my knife still gripped tight in my hand, images of my mothers life flashed before my eyes. Her wonderful life and our time together all flooded my memories. Then her death entered my mind again. Vision after vision, I saw her die over and over and over. And then, I saw her being scavenged. Scavenged. Letting loose a scream of pain, I held my knife above my head and sunk to the floor, plunging it into the hunters heart. His body shook from the sudden motion, just before becoming still completely. The mess around me was immense, but my soul was shut off to it. My body wrenched in sobs once more for my departed mother.

Finally I released my hold on my knife and pushed my body back falling to the ground. Scrambling to get up, I looked away from the murderer’s body and stumbled in the opposite direction. My senses were beginning to catch up to me, and my body ached from the wound I’d been given. My muscles were sore from the exertion they’d been put through, and my heart accepted its broken fate. Closing my eyes, I slowly made my way home, needing to get away from all I’d seen, and all I’d done. As I walked away from the massacre behind me, I heard the low howls of prey, coming to claim her kills.

The End.

Employment Agency

Public Relations

Help spread the word about Elysia by travelling the world wide web in search of roleplay sites just like ours. Read their rules and follow ours as you give them a link to EF and one of our buttons, and pass on their details so we can link to them.

You'll be paid $50 per week with a bonus of $50 for every successful affiliation.

Please send applications to Xanth's Secretary.

Assistant Editor

The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.

Responsibilities

+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers

Salary

$100 per week to be paid by Chenoan.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.

Volume 3: Issue 3

It's only when you look at an ant through a magnifying glass on a sunny day that you realise how often they burst into flames. ~ Harry Hill

Headlines

Success!
by Piper Kin

In the last week or so, there have been two notable changes in Elysia - the advent of Character Journals and the release of the new default skin called Grey Fields.

Both have apparently been welcomed with excitement and the Journals board is already filling up with threads that can chart a character's life as deeply or shallowly as they like.

"It's nice to have our hard work pay off," stated one of the members responsible for the journals. "But it wouldn't have happened if it weren't for the suggestion of one of our members."

This just goes to show that it's worth the effort of passing your ideas on. "Even if we can't use them straight away, or as a whole, we'll definitely try to use them in whatever capacity we can."

Invitation to Apply
by Chenoan Cirocco

As Elysia grows, so does the need for money. With the opening of widely publicized journals the need has lessened slightly, but it's still there. We here at the chronicles post all open jobs in the paper each week. Sadly we rarely get any applicants.

So consider this an open invitation to apply for an Elysian job. From Writers to Artists there's definitely something for almost anyone. So what're you waiting for?

Editorial

None for this week!

Weekly Feature

Kaida's Revenge, Part 3
by Kaida Tanili

I followed my own sent back to their camp. Without chasing anyone, the run back seemed longer. I was actually able to feel the burn in my side by the time I got back. I had no doubt in my mind that the other two would wonder about their friend, and probably disappear looking for him. When I found that they hadn’t, I felt my eyes harden even more. These hunters seemed to be heartless in every aspect. Clenching my jaw again, I waited patiently, trying my hardest not to look at the prize they'd gathered from my mother. At this point, I was lost. They had guns, traps, and most of all; there was two of them. I didn’t stand a chance, especially not as a bear cub. As I lay there thinking, I shook my head. I had only one chance. And if I wasn’t successful, then my mother had died in vain. She died to protect our secret, and I was about to openly show it.

Sucking in my breath, I let it out shakily. Erupting in a roar, I burst through the brush and into the small clearing. My actions startled one hunter backwards off his chair, and the other flung for his gun, picking it up and aiming it at me. I stood perfectly still in that moment. I stared at the ground, and willed my ears to pick every little sound up. The rustling of the chair, the hunter peaking up from lying on his back, a finger clicking down on the trigger, then releasing it, his arm coming down, bringing the gun along with it. They looked at me, and they saw a small bear cub. I was a prize, a trophy. If they kept me alive, they could sell me, just like my father. I, I was their ticket to getting rich quickly. If only they knew. But, I guess they were about to.

Shifting as quickly as I could, my body morphed into that of a human woman. It didn’t take long as I was still chalk full of adrenaline. The shock from what he'd seen made the hunter with the gun stumble back, while the other one got enough sense to realize what was going on. He began to scramble to his feet as the other one lifted his gun once again, aiming at me. With a motion I’d never felt before, I quickly reached behind myself, pulling out my spear any my knife. In an underhand motion I flung my knife as hard as I could directly at the gunned hunter’s leg. Just as it pierced his flesh, making him rip loose in a blood curdling scream, I lifted my spear and turned towards the other hunter. His shock over not just what he’d seen me do, but from his buddies scream had him standing paralyzed. If I had been any other person… if I had seen anything other than what I’d seen, I might have spared him. But I didn’t. Pulling back my upper body, I braced myself and shot forward my spear aiming directly for his heart. Its swiftness was just as it glided through the air and hit its mark. I watched as it sunk into his chest and shot out the other side. His hand went up to hold the wooden pole, clutching at it falling to his knees. He looked up at me in his dying moments, and I met his gaze, not once flinching, or feeling any bit of remorse. It didn’t take long until he fell over, gasping for his last breath.

Turning around to find the other hunter, I found the place he stood was empty. The coward had seen what I had done to his friend, though why he didn’t just shoot me I’ll never know. I wasn’t in my animal form any longer, and his sent was lost. But I could taste his fear in air. Pulling out yet another knife, I began to slowly look around for him. In his state of mind, even as a human I’d be able to hear him running. And other than the crack of forest beneath my feet, I heard nothing. Pressing my hand to a nearby tree, I stopped and peered. The dark of the night was intense, and being a human, a distressed one at that, wasn’t helping at all. Pushing myself away from the tree I moved forward, gazing in every direction. He was not going to get away with murdering my mother. Even if I had to devote my life to hunting him down.

Employment Agency

Public Relations

Help spread the word about Elysia by travelling the world wide web in search of roleplay sites just like ours. Read their rules and follow ours as you give them a link to EF and one of our buttons, and pass on their details so we can link to them.

Responsibilities

+Advertising the Elysian Fields

Salary

You'll be paid $20 per week with a bonus of $50 for every successful affiliation.

How to Apply

Please send applications to Xanth's Secretary.

Calling all artists!

Wouldn't it be great if we could actually see Xanth's Temple? Or the Fae Tree, or the marketplace? Wouldn't it be amazing to see what an imp really looks like, or how big the Scorpion King was?

As much as the Elysian Fields is based off our members imaginations, it would be really cool if we could create a visual aspect for the site. And that's where you come in.

We're looking for:
+ landscapes, including city and rural scapes
+ humanoid beings
+ non-humanoid creatures for the bestiary
+ miscellaneous items and scenes

If you sign up, you'll be given a description to work from and the rest is up to you. ^__^

Salary

Further details to be given to the artists hired. Payment to be arranged per piece. Please be aware that we do have requirements and you'll need to be able to take instruction. ^__~

How to Apply

If you think you can help, please send examples of your art (minimum of three pieces) to Xanth's Secretary and wait to hear from us. ^^

Assistant Editor

The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.

Responsibilities

+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers

This is an out of character job for the most part so we will be hiring based on the following factors:

+ Good English
+ Ability to work in a team or alone
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia

Salary

$100 per week to be paid by Chenoan.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (minimum of three, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoanthank you.

Feature Artist & Journalist

The Chronicles is also looking for new writers and artists for the weekly features section.

Responsibilities

+ Submit at least one feature per month
+ Adhere to any deadlines
+ Follow the editors' guidance
+ Check all facts before writing
+ Check links and sources
+ Write at least one headline story per week

Skills

+ Good English or Art
+ Ability to proof your own work
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia
+ Ability to take constructive criticism

Salary

Feature staff are paid $50 per feature submission by Chenoan and $15 per submitted headline story.

How to Apply

In your application please include a portfolio (minimum of two features, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.

Classifieds

Oh so empty...

Volume 3: Issue 2

Caution: Do not use while sleeping. ~ Packaging label from a Sears Hair Dryer

Headlines

Quest for a Forgotten Aide
by Kaida Tanili

After receiving instructions from Xanth, Maximus Mills is well on his way to starting out on his quest. So far he's been able to gather a pretty strong group and with the task at hand it looks like he'll need it. First to be asked, and the first to join, was the Nymph Matriarch Castalia. Soon after, Red Dragon Zephyr Cairbre came into Max's hospital wing with weapon supplies and joined the quest. Then on a trip to the Cozy Cafe, Max was able to talk with Gold Dragon Daoine Sidheanta who, after Max discreetly mentioned all he could at the time, was able to visit Max in his hospital wing and soon after she agreed to join as well. Gathering the only other human Max deemed worthy a fighter, Elise Theiroe, he also got his fifth and final quester, Nymphadora Makani. All in all it seems like a decent sized group. Although the Nymphs wont be able to leave the dimension, the two humans and two dragons will venture into the unknown to do Xanth's bidding. Only time can tell whether or not they will be successful in this mission.

Everyone's a Journalist
by Chenoan Cirocco

The new introduction of Elysian Journals has taken Elysia by storm. With the offer of rather large sums of money as well as the opportunity to lay out all your thoughts and feelings, who wouldn't want one? Sanura Chandler was one of the first to make a journal entry. Soon after, many prominent Elysians started to follow the trend and get their thoughts all down on paper.

The journals consist of a map with all of your past and present locations, a friend/enemy tracker so you can jot down all those names of people you've met, and a time line so you can record important dates in your life, such as the day you beat the Scorpion King or when you opened your very first store.

So what're you waiting for? Go make one and start writing!

Editorial

To Chenoan: If you had to choose between being an Aide or being with Dora, what would it be?
Dora hands down. She doesn't blackmail me, force me to quit jobs I love, to do ones I hate, punish me for things that I couldn't help, or lie to me. Not to mention the fact that I love her.

Weekly Feature

Kaida's Revenge, Part 2
by Kaida Tanili

My thoughts were so far gone; my actions became nothing more that basic instinct. Without realizing, I began to tread through a deep mud, the chunks clung to my body. My pure white coat was now almost completely covered in the thick, disgusting, brown gunck, save for a few patches on my back. Struggling to break free from the sinking mud, I fell through to the other side, and pushed myself even harder to find them. Suddenly, I heard it. The rustling of bushes; the breaking of twigs. Only a human could be that loud. Only a human could find a way to attract that much attention to themselves.

Crouching low to the ground, I snuck as close as I could get. Through the dense brush, I could clearly see the three hunters. They’d decided to stop, and set up camp. One began working on the fire, the other… My voice nearly brroke the silence of the forest as my choked sob nearly tore free from my mouth. Not more than a few yards in front of me, I found myself staring into my own mother’s eyes. Her white coat, one she’d always spent so much time keeping clean, making sure I did the same, was hanging beside, stained. A hunter began tending to her, and I had to look away. My eyes welled up, and I felt the sting of tears about to break free, but in the distance was the third hunter. He had made his way away from the group, probably to fetch water. Hardening my heart yet again, I turned from the others, and slowly began to stalk him.

He was easy to follow. Loud; clumsy. I would barely even consider him a threat, but this wasn’t about danger. This… This was about revenge. And like they always say… revenge is best served cold. As he made his way toward the stream, the very stream my mother and I frequented, I followed. But unlike before, I followed… noisily. I wanted to be heard. I wanted his heart to pound so hard in his chest; he’d die from a heart attack before I could even get to him. Purposefully stepping on a rather large stick with my paw, it made a loud crack.

“Who’s there?” I heard him call out.

Digging as deep as I could, a low growl erupted from my throat. Its vibrations bounced off every tree, making me seem bigger than what I was in actuality. His posture clearly showed he’d heard it when his breathing grew more intense and his footing faltered. Sprawling to the ground, I saw him reach for his waist. Apparently, he’d forgotten his weapon, whatever it may have been. As he lay on the ground, trying to scramble to his feet, I erupted into a loud roar; flinging myself into the nearest tree in an attempt to make it shake. If it worked, I didn’t pay attention, because whatever had occurred had scared the hunter onto his feet. Of course, like the idiot humans are, he ran away from camp and further into the woods.

As I followed him my breathing increased with every step I took. Soon I came to realize that my paws wouldn’t get a chance to cause damage. Seeing the cliff up ahead, the hunter slowed to a stop. He looked around him, spinning in each direction, trying to see not only where I was coming from, but where he could go. I slowed my running to a stop, and climbed a nearby fallen tree. Approaching him from above, sharp snorts of breath came from my nose, and the sound of my claws digging into the wood filled the air. The hunter in front of me stared wide eyed into the darkness of the thick forest. He’d backed up to the edge of the cliff, the rushing water of the river beside him cascading down to the valley below. Without hesitation, I let loose a loud roar, mixed with a human scream, and flung myself from the tree to the hunter. His shock and freight displayed on his face bore into my eyes as he flung himself backward, falling to his death beside the raging falls. I edged my way to the ledge, and watched him fall; his screams drowned out buy the rushing water. It took mere seconds, but it seemed like forever, probably more so to him. Finally, his body hit the rocks below. When the water beside him changed color, I turned away. There were still two left.

Employment Agency

Public Relations

Help spread the word about Elysia by travelling the world wide web in search of roleplay sites just like ours. Read their rules and follow ours as you give them a link to EF and one of our buttons, and pass on their details so we can link to them.

Responsibilities

+Advertising the Elysian Fields

Salary

You'll be paid $20 per week with a bonus of $50 for every successful affiliation.

How to Apply

Please send applications to Xanth's Secretary.

Calling all artists!

Wouldn't it be great if we could actually see Xanth's Temple? Or the Fae Tree, or the marketplace? Wouldn't it be amazing to see what an imp really looks like, or how big the Scorpion King was?

As much as the Elysian Fields is based off our members imaginations, it would be really cool if we could create a visual aspect for the site. And that's where you come in.

We're looking for:
+ landscapes, including city and rural scapes
+ humanoid beings
+ non-humanoid creatures for the bestiary
+ miscellaneous items and scenes

If you sign up, you'll be given a description to work from and the rest is up to you. ^__^

Salary

Further details to be given to the artists hired. Payment to be arranged per piece. Please be aware that we do have requirements and you'll need to be able to take instruction. ^__~

How to Apply

If you think you can help, please send examples of your art (minimum of three pieces) to Xanth's Secretary and wait to hear from us. ^^

Assistant Editor

The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.

Responsibilities

+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers

This is an out of character job for the most part so we will be hiring based on the following factors:

+ Good English
+ Ability to work in a team or alone
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia

Salary

$100 per week to be paid by Chenoan.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (minimum of three, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoanthank you.

Feature Artist & Journalist

The Chronicles is also looking for new writers and artists for the weekly features section.

Responsibilities
+ Submit at least one feature per month
+ Adhere to any deadlines
+ Follow the editors' guidance
+ Check all facts before writing
+ Check links and sources
+ Write at least one headline story per week

Skills

+ Good English or Art
+ Ability to proof your own work
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia
+ Ability to take constructive criticism

Salary

Feature staff are paid $50 per feature submission by Chenoan and $15 per submitted headline story.

How to Apply

In your application please include a portfolio (minimum of two features, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.

Volume 3: Issue 1

A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
The poor man's heart through half the year. ~ Walter Scott

Headlines

Sanctuary news to come!
by Chenoan Cirocco

With the newly allowed access for reading of sanctuaries, the Elysian Chronicles staff has plans for doing articles on the ins and outs of these newly opened areas. But we're going to need even more tips than before! To commemmorate these new stories the tip payment for all tips will be DOUBLED for the next month! That means you'll get $10 for just suggesting it and $20 for writing out the full article! Payment will only be given if it's used, but with the amount this high why not simply send it in?

Tips to be sent to Chenoan.

Monthly Awards
by the Aides

For ensuring that our staff are paid on a weekly basis and collecting health insurance, even though real life has reclaimed her, Aithe receives the Staff Member of the Month award. Thank you for your help, without which Elysia could not run. ^_^

For exceptional roleplay (even if it is a little warm here all of a sudden!), Castalia receives the Member of the Month award. Thank you for always making sure to spellcheck! ^__~

Mahesa's Return
by Kaida Tanili

As many of you know the quest for the Hydra Venom finally came to a close. Upon Zephyr Cairbre's request, Kaida Tanili left her dinner at the Cozy Cafe to return to the questers and see what the hold-up was. When she saw the head of the Hydra still laying where it fell, she herself hauled it back to Suka Matali's wing in the Hospital. Upon arriving at the hospital during the course of an investigation, Nymphadora Makani took the syringe given to her by Suka and injected it into the human in an attempt to revive her. Unable to stay, both Kaida and Nymphadora left the wing, one leaving for home, the other to inform Zephyr of the goings-on. Not long after, Mahesa awoke to Ryou's calls, and the two left the wing for her home. Mahesa had seen the note but did the drug given to her wipe out her memory? How long will it be before Zephyr finds out what really happened?

Dazadi's Instability
by Piper Kin

Ever since dumping over five hundred years' worth of her memories into the mind of Suka Matali, Dazadi Dacre has been crazier than ever. Sources in the Cloud Palace have told us that she's holed herself up inside her quarters and won't have anything to do with the Anyeli administration, leaving the faction leaders (the very same Suka Matali and his sworn enemy, Kaethe Raesean) to do her work for her.

Dazadi has only been spotted outside the palace twice since her rescue and both times it seems that she's caused more harm than good. We here at the Chronicles have to wonder if she's fit for duty, and give you a fair warning: If you see Dazadi as you wander Elysia, try not to make her mad. That seems to bring out the beast in her. ^__~

Belle's Turning
by Kaida Tanili

One month ago, in the midst of a full-on Halloween Extravaganza, Belle Daae was assaulted by a rogue vampire. Apparently in his kindness, he decided to turn her, rather than see her dead. Upon hearing the scuffle, Aithe Keahi - the host of the party - along with many others rushed to the humans side. After being flown off by Chenoan Cirocco along with Maximus Mills and Aithe, Belle was taken to the hospital for treatment. The police officer on the scene, Nymphadora Makani, found she was too busy and soon passed the investigation on to Aiden Roy who gladly took over. So far, nothing has come up and no news of Belle's health has surfaced. So the question this reporter is asking, "Do we have a new vampire in Elysia or not?"

Tolerance in Elysia
by Kaida Tanili

Elysia is chock full of different species and creatures. Although all are accepted as "Others", it seems discrimination and stereotypes still live on. One species in particular seems to struggle with this reality. High in the Alps, taking refuge in a small cabin cafe, three Others randomly meet and enjoy a chat. The topic soon leads to Vampire tolerance, and the realization that stereotypes should be ignored, and that Vampires should embrace their species with openness. The two Shapeshifters, Aiden Roy and Sanura Chandler, discuss it in further detail with Vampiress Scarlett. Maybe with this acceptance from Others, Vampires might not be so scarce here in Elysia.

Design a Creature
by Piper Kin

In October, Xanth gave you a chance to design an Elysian beastie purely from scratch. Jade won that competition with the Vlareon, a Grim Reaper-esque creature that my fellow writer, Kaida Tanili, featured in last week's issue.

Now, the Aides are giving you another chance to create a non-player creature, except this time, it doesn't have to be original. So, have a beast you'd like to see around Elysia? A banshee, perhaps, or a celpie? Well, get those entries sent in by the 20th, and who knows? You could earn yourself a trophy and a place in Elysia's history books as the person who discovered the gnomes. ^__~

Weekly Feature

Kaida's Revenge, Part 1
by Kaida Tanili

As I sat there, holding her lifeless body in my arms, my tears fell. They’d taken her coat, her claws. Worst of all, they’d even beheaded her. If I hadn’t seen it all happen with my own two eyes, I never would have known this was my own mother. Her beautiful life had been taken from her. Her family; me; thrown into the cruel world with nothing more than a name. And it was all for money. It was all for luxurious fur, and whatever else they took from her. Those hunters didn’t think twice about who they were hurting. I can’t even imagine the pain she must have been in. If only she’d have shifted. If only she’d shown them that it was a human being they were murdering.

I closed my eyes tight, my body wrenching with sobs as I clutched at my mother's body. My entire front was drenched, dirt and snow as well. I knew what I needed to do. I knew what I should do. But try as I might, I couldn’t tear myself away from her lifeless form. She was my mother. But I hadn’t the strength to lift her. I hadn’t the energy to bury her. I hadn’t the heart to let her go.

Minutes passed, and my sobs soon faded. The cold steel of hatred began to wash over my body. It urged me to get up. Get up; and find who did this. I would find them and show them the same kindness they’d shown my mother. Lifting her paw, I closed my eyes, a final tear rolling down my cheek, and kissed her goodbye. Without a second glance, for fear my heart couldn’t harden any more, I picked up my weapons from the ground and followed the well-distinguished path that the hunters had laid out for me. They didn’t know it but they’d just signed their own death warrants.

Shifting into my polar bear cub form, my weapons still strapped to my back, I set myself at a full-on run. My nose began picking up every stench they'd left for me. I could even smell traces of my mother. Clenching my jaw, I nearly bit off my tongue with the thought of them having my mother's parts. My eyes glazed over with as much hatred as I’ve ever felt before in my life. I felt as if I was walking blind, but every smell, every sound, every sight, was crystal clear. My pace surprisingly increased as my heart thuded from the adrenaline. They were near. I could smell them.

Employment Agency

Assistant Editor

The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.

Responsibilities

+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers

This is an out of character job for the most part so we will be hiring based on the following factors:

+ Good English
+ Ability to work in a team or alone
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia

Salary

$80 per week to be paid by Chenoan.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (minimum of three, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.

Feature Artist & Journalist

The Chronicles is also looking for new writers and artists for the weekly features section.

Responsibilities

+ Submit at least one feature per month
+ Adhere to any deadlines
+ Follow the editors' guidance
+ Check all facts before writing
+ Check links and sources
+ Write at least one headline story per week

Skills

+ Good English or Art
+ Ability to proof your own work
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia
+ Ability to take constructive criticism

Salary

Feature staff are paid $50 per feature submission by Chenoan and $15 per submitted headline story.

How to Apply

In your application please include the following:

Please include a portfolio (minimum of two features, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).

Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.