Retech

Taking Naples will result in Dusty pummeling you into the ground. :)

Well if he's okay with using a credit card online or paypal, Direct2Drive has it for only six dollars (both the EU3:Complete and HTTT expansion). Personally, just waiting for my dad to respond, because my mom doesn't like using her credit card online. EDIT: Gosh darnit, sale went away.

Okay, throwing caution to the wind, I'll take the one province minor of Tyrone Or Munster. Whenever I get the game sent. For Ireland!

Which one is better, Denmark or Sweden? I don't really want to be the only Muslim power and get crusaded when Germany, Spain, Italy, Great Britain, and France are formed. :thumbup:

Fukushu sounds pretty cool.

Dungeonal, Dusty recommended Ottoman Empire, so I'll try it out and see how it goes, when I get my game. Then I might switch.

Since Dusty is switching to Milan and wants to (will) annex all of Italy, I'll go ahead and switch to Castille.

*Volunteers to join AI research team* My name shall be GLADOS. EDIT: GLaDOS

Heh, the funny thing was that I tried to reinstall EU3: Complete and HTTT, but after I uninstalled them, I realised that I had lost my EU3: Complete CD. :) So basically just waiting for Dad to respond to my email.

Yah, there was some issue with downloading the 4.1 patch though, since my game wouldn't start after that.

Ross

I asked my Dad to get purchase a download of EU3:Complete from Direct Download, to be compatible with HTTT, so hopefully he will get around to that. :thumbup:

Why are you sad? Do you have to do a math puzzle? You could give me a link. :P

Saturday seems to be the consensus so far. :thumbup:

Tries to say the word "Adalgor", but instead the word "Scion" comes out. This is after getting her mind messed up, losing 6 levels of random stats and getting 8 levels in one skill (chose ice magic). It could be getting new knowledge or it could be just getting her mind screwed up. Time will tell. Level - Skill - Experience 0 - Illusion magic - 90 4 - Air magic - 70 6 - Water magic - 54 19 - Ice magic - 20 1 - Light magic - 0 0 - Bludgeoning - 70 0 - Healing magic - 20 0 - Necromancy -20 0 - Force magic - 20 0 - Fire magic - 67 0 - Engineering - 74 0 - Alchemy - 30 0 - Foraging - 30 Inventory: Calming blue robes Recreating bear tooth amulet Decorated Quarterstaff 425 Gold Thick Fur Coat Property: Igloo near Hallowsdale Physiology: Missing two legs and left arm and eye (from frostbite caused by drowning at the bottom of the ocean) Arcgold legs and left arm replacement Metal plate over one eye Accomplishments: Reached the bottom of the ocean and did not die Knowledge: Geography of Serapova Bestiary of Serapova Intricacies of Golem making Machinery and Tools History and Geography of Adalgor Basics of Polearms Botany

It's actually a true story. You can ask Geoffrey and maybe Allison to confirm the story (though the timing might've been off. I just decided Halloween because it fit). You have to agree that it was ninja.

This is my beastly personal narrative that I wrote in an hour. I think it's decent for the time invested. Nex and Earth might recognize a character in the story. :P [hide] Hiding Behind a Smile The first day of school is usually the most memorable day of the school year, especially at a new school. Countless stories have been told about meeting a wacky teacher, throwing up, or talking to a new friend. Some of these experiences are humorous and others are horribly traumatic. The first day can sometimes be misleading. The older students have not started school and the teachers ferry the new students around, trying to give a positive first impression. To get a real feel of the school, I knew I had to wait for a while until the teachers lost their façade and began to lose their hope that we would be less stressful to handle than the waves of children that came before us. It was a cold morning in October when my mom dropped me off at Boynton Middle School, almost one month after the school year began. I was bundled in several heavy layers and a winter coat. Halloween was only a month away, and I already made my plans to hide inside my bedroom on Halloween night to read. I heard the bell, signaling that I had to rush to my first class. I scurried along inside the building, tee-tottering my way through the overwhelming masses of bull-headed eighth graders. I didn’t have much time to go to my locker, so I hauled my clothes around until lunch, when I finally had time to stow them away. The day had already started badly; could the day get any worse? Since I moved to Cayuga Heights last year (Before then, I was supposed to go to Dewitt), I didn’t really know anyone at Boynton. That day, I had to undergo the humiliating experience of having a teacher try to seat me with the other children. I didn’t have the will to tell them that I was fine without eating while crammed in such a tiny space, so I snuck off once the teacher left to deal with a food fight at the other end of the cafeteria. After lunch and a terribly boring art class, I arrived in Ms. Mangino’s sixth grade accelerated math room. She liked to open the windows and augment her dimly lighted room with natural sunlight, but the clouds had rolled in and the room was dark. The room was still half-empty and the teacher was not around, so I sat down at my desk and began to take out my notebooks. Our desks were arranged with no spaces in between them, so I tried to move my notebooks onto the edges of the adjacent desks so they gave me space when the other students came. After I finished unpacking, I went to pick up a math textbook from the shelf at the corner of the room. As I was navigating my way through the narrow gap between the rows of desks, I realized that there was someone in front of me. I vaguely knew him as Geoffrey, the blond haired boy that loomed at least half a head over me. I made a gesture to ask him to momentarily back up and let me through, because he could had space to merely stand aside, while I would have to return all the way down the row of desks. He wouldn’t budge. The day had already gotten worse. He tried to move me aside with a gust of smelly breath, which was undoubtedly more effective because my nose was around the same height as his mouth. Only a month into middle school, I had already earned the reputation as mild-mannered, so he probably expected me to move aside. On an ordinary day, I would’ve moved aside, but today was not a very ordinary day. Instead, in a movement faster than the speed of sight, I brought my hand (which had been dangling at my side) up to eye-level, and poked him near both eyes simultaneously. He began to tumble backwards, almost comically, onto the tiled floor behind him, covering his eyes. I stepped deftly around him and quickly grabbed a math textbook. No one else had noticed the incident, so I ran back to my desk and began to nonchalantly push my notebooks around in a pathetic attempt to act innocent. Word of the event began to trickle around the room and many people began to chatter excitedly. I was definitely concerned that I would get in trouble for the first time in my life, even though I thought that a careful examination of the facts would show that I was entirely justified. The teacher came into the room and asked what was going on, because she had heard the noise from the hallways. The room went silent instantly. When no one spoke up, Geoffrey leapt out of his chair and began to explain the situation in a series of long-winded tirades against me. The teacher looked at me, and I smiled innocently. I had also acquired the reputation for smiling often, so a simple smile could not reveal my thoughts accurately. The teacher looked around the room at the rest of the children, but none of them would support Geoffrey’s story. She remarked to herself that it was impossible for me to do anything like that, laughed a little, and went to the front of the room to teach the class. Geoffrey was fuming, but I was beaming until the very end of the day. For another person, the incident could have resulted in a punishment or a trip down to the principal’s office, but when I needed it most, I could count on my reputation as a friendly and mild-mannered person. I learned that being good pays off in the end. Perhaps the only reason that I could not pull this stunt off today is because my teacher already knows this story and now, so do you. [/hide]

Oh yah, it's great when each person in a war sends a new PM for every battle. :)

I was referring to this part. :P

God no, it's the multiplayer built into HTTT.

Can I get a confirmation that the latest update/patch is 4.1?

If Dusty decides to counter-balance anyone, they're probaly screwed. Well, maybe not for the pros (don't know who those are). Should we install 4.1 patch? It doesn't seem to be working for me.

Okay, I just discovered how screwed Sicily is in HTTT, from Dusty and my five minutes of experience. So I will be again, Naples. :P

Isn't that just in EU3 and Napolean's Ambition? Under "In Nomine", it says that it can form Italy.

But it says that it can. :) http://www.paradoxian.org/eu3wiki/Forming_Italy