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  • Point/Counterpoint: Magic Cards as an Investment

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    Point

    My Premium Jace, the Mind Sculptor Will Only Appreciate

    by Stu Wexler

    Sure, it may have come with an exorbitant price tag, but it is certain to pay handsome dividends both by its direct utility and as an investment. In all probability, it will remain ubiquitous throughout its tenure in standard due to its irreplaceable functionality and incomparable performance.

    Moreover, Jace, the Mind Sculptor should gain comparable traction in the modified extended format. This universal applicability combined with its excessive artificial privation, and the degradation of existing supplies could drive its value even higher.


    Counterpoint

    Nice Rainbow Wizard, Pussy

    by Brock Templeton

    Lemme see what you got there, dork! Some kind of sparkly princess sticker? Oh, my bad, it’s like a baseball card of a guy in a dress.

    Maybe when you grow up, you can be like this drag queen magician you love so much.

    Aw he wants it back. Wait, it’s worth how much? I bet you had to beg your mommy to get you one for weeks. You’d sure be in trouble if something happened to it.

    Aw, is the little baby gonna cry? Cheer up, I’m not so good at division, but each piece should still be worth about 20 bucks, right?

  • I Have Wings, Yet Cannot Fly

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    “I Have Wings, Yet Cannot Fly”

    by Whippoorwill

    I have wings, yet cannot fly;
    No faerie or angel am I.
    I live on through the hurricane;
    Stand fearless ‘gainst the needle rain.

    I have wings, yet cannot soar;
    Your river boa is no more.
    I cut through this insipid fog
    Who needs a Bojuka Bog?

    I have wings, yet cannot glide;
    These en-Kor I will not abide.
    Flinging damage ’round the field
    Now their own Kor fates are sealed.

    I have wings, yet cannot fly;
    No dragon, sphinx or djinn am I.
    Yet I wish I could reach the sky
    When ground tremors, and I die.

  • Is Loot Making Our Prisons Less Safe?

    This article is part of the Rise of the Eldrazi Alliance. Wizards of the Coast is working with Good Gamery, among other fan web sites, to help drum up excitement for the upcoming set. Watch for new ROE-related articles and ‘chops, and check back on midnight this Sunday night (March 14/15 midnight) for 6 ROE card spoilers.



    As you know, all those giant octohedral obelisks flying across the Zendikari sky aren’t just there to impress the local crab population. They’re part of an intricate prison that spans the whole of Zendikar. While they’re the most important piece of that system, they’re far from the only piece. There are also a multitude of traps, runes, seals, barriers, and guard monsters.

    But it’s the final piece of the puzzle that’s led some to question the prison’s design, namely, the loot. Loot has long been included in the design and consruction of every magical dungeon, tomb, and palace of the Mysterious Imprisoners, inc., and has been featured heavily in several of their broom closets. Zendikar is no exception. Although the project budget has not been publically released, experts estimate that loot accounts for between 32 and 44 perecent of the total materials costs. Among the known valuables stored in this prison are various jewels, alchemical reagents, several enchanted weapons and pieces of armor, and even that unimaginative old standby: large piles of non-descript gold. All this treasure is difficult to recover in case of a financial emergency, and many middle-class citizens find it distasteful that the incarcerated are technically wealthier than they are.

    The outcry isn’t just about the cost though. The greater concern for many is how the loot affects Zendikar Prison’s security. Since its construction, a constant stream of adventurers have been pouring in, massively compromising Zendikar’s security measures in the process. Rogues have disarmed its arrow traps and pressure plates to plunder its magic daggers. Wizards have disabled its runes of warding and alarm to gather its amulets of power. And bards have really ruined its ambiance with all the dreadful sonnets they keep reciting about its beautiful gems.

    The opposition has grown loud enough that the prison’s lead designer, Zmriron the Inescapable, has issued the following response:

    Stocking unlikely locations with vast amounts of easily transportable riches is a proud tradition of our culture going back millenia. I for one believe it is worth respecting, but even if you don’t share that belief, the alternative — mazes, monsters and traps without any treasure at all — will not solve the problem.



    We never told any adventurers there was any wealth to be had on Zendikar. We didn’t even tell them it was a prison. But because of our history, the adventuring mind has come to associate all of these pitfalls and warnings with great reward.

    An adventuring party doesn’t think like you and I do. Where we take a wall of unexstinguishable flame as a suggestion to leave, they see it as an opportunity for a better life if they can just survive running straight through it. And once inside the defenses, while we would take the apparent absence of valuables to mean no valuables were present, that would not be their conclusion. They would simply believe the magic items were extremely well-hidden, and furthermore if someone bothered to hide them so well even after all those traps and monsters, they must be incredibly powerful indeed.

    This is not mere theory. I once went over budget when constructing a labyrinth to contain an evil gorgon and betrayed my principles by including no extraneous items of value. When I returned to check on it a week later, no two stones were left standing on one another, the prisoner was nowhere to be found, and I had enough money in statuary to fund an entire mansion full of broom closets.

    Zmriron the Inescapable


    Lead Designer, Zendikar Prison






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  • Habbardis the Fierce Gives Pep Talk

    This article is part of the Rise of the Eldrazi Alliance. Wizards of the Coast is working with Good Gamery, among other fan web sites, to help drum up excitement for the upcoming set. Watch for new ROE-related articles and ‘chops, and check back on midnight this Sunday night (March 14/15 midnight) for 6 ROE card spoilers.



    The sunlight dimmed, and a vast shadow enveloped the plain. Towering above the horizon, the Eldrazi terror had finally arrived at Gom Norro valley. Waiting to meet the colossus was a hearty number of warriors, the last line of defense for the people of Gom Norro, in which each of the races of Zendikar was represented.

    The renowned heroes looked up at the Eldrazi’s facehole in fear. They felt their knees grow weak and their hearts begin to race. They needed someone to help them summon up their courage, to give them the fortitude they needed to face this monstrous creature. They needed a speech, a collection of powerful words to rouse their spirits and elevate their morale.

    Their leader, Habbardis the Fierce, stepped forward and turned to face them.

    He gripped the hilt of his sword, unsheathing it, and held it aloft.

    He then swung his mighty blade around, pointing it directly at the Eldrazi foe, and spoke.

    “Alright, you guys go first,” he said.

    After a few uncomfortable seconds, Habbardis turned back around to face his army, seeming confused that nobody charged past him.

    “I don’t think you need me on this one, guys,” Habbardis explained.

    “You got this!” he added.

    The warriors began grumbling to one another and lowering their weapons.

    “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,” shouted Habbardis. “Wait. Wait. Just wait. Wait. Stop.”

    “Remember when we first started this expedition?” he continued. “Grommo, you couldn’t even properly tie on your pauldrons!”

    Grommo smiled and nodded, blushing.

    “And Klissta,” Habbardis said, gesturing toward a female elf, “Remember all the trouble you used to have with spear combat? You’ve all come so far!

    Murmurs of approval began to swell among the warriors’ ranks.

    “I’m so proud of each and every one of you,” said Habbardis, his voice cracking. “After all this time, I really think you’re ready to handle a battle, all on your own. I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t believe it.

    “So whaddya say?” Habbardis shouted. “Are you ready to kick some Eldrazi butt!?

    The warriors cheered. Their morale was elevated. Their spirits were roused. Their hearts began pumping steadily and their knees grew strong. They looked up at the Eldrazi’s facehole with determination. Holding their weapons high, they charged down the plain.

    Except for Habbardis, who fled.




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  • Hello, Gamers.

    Hello, gamers. Look at your creature.

    Now back to me. Now back at your creature. Now back to me.

    Sadly, he isn’t me. But if he stopped wearing a goth dog collar and switched to a Basilisk Collar, he could attack like he’s me.

    Look down, back up. Where are you? You’re in the red zone with a creature your creature could attack like.

    What’s in your hand? Back at me. I have it. It’s a binder with four copies of that card you love. Look again, the cards are now Mox Diamonds.

    Anything is possible when your creature attacks like a Basilisk and not like a puppy. I’m on a ledge.

  • Wizard’s School Bans Students From Wearing Basilisk Collars

    ‘Staple Of Student Fashion’ Prohibited; Violators Suspended

    Tolarian Academy

    The Wizard’s School

    Pendrell Vale, TOLARIA — The Basilisk Collar, a fashion staple of student libraries, has landed on a lists of prohibited equipment in several Tolarian schools.

    Some schools have restricted or even banned the unusual collars, citing safety concerns.

    They say that it’s easy for things like sticks and wands to become snagged in the collars, causing disruptions in their school work. School officials also note that bulky jewelry like basilisk collars increase the risk of a student accidentally tipping over a flask of acid, or cracking the fragile casing on a potion of unmaking. What’s more, adept scofflaws can use the collars to kill at a touch, or to gain life by striking other students.

    Basilisk Collar

    A Dangerous Fashion Statement

    At the Tolarian Academy in the Eastern Domain’s isle of Tolaria, wizard student Ertai was told on the first day of school that his basilisk collar was not allowed. He left it in his energy chamber, he told The Press of the Central Planes for Friday’s editions.

    Fads in equipment “designed to attract attention to the individual or to disrupt the orderly conduct of the classroom or campus is not permitted,” the policy states.

    In its Codex, the district states its rules are in place because “students who dress and groom themselves neatly, and in an acceptable and appropriate manner, are more likely to become constructive wizards of the society in which we live.”

    Hapless Researcher

    Wizards Engage in Risky Behavior

    Several violators have already been punished for wearing the controversial collars, which some researchers claim is an indicator for risk-taking behavior.

    “I got my basilisk collar as a present from my father, but when I showed up to class I was exiled with 5 time counters”, explained Jhoira of the Ghitu, a student whose suspension ended during a recent turn. “They removed one time counter at the beginning of each upkeep”, she added.

    Bans on fashion articles are not new to Dominaria. In 2004, a type of headwear known as a Skullclamp became popular, drawing concern from school officials. It was eventually banned after a series of first-year students were each placed in the graveyard as a state-based effect after wearing one of the artifacts.

    Academy Researchers

    Wizard Collars: Are They All Dangerous?

  • Allied Expedition Faces Inquiry

    As of this writing, the Ally Party’s latest expedition is three million mana over budget and 53 turns behind schedule. Although the quest committee blames unforeseen difficulties and inclement weather, an ongoing investigation has uncovered the wasteful and corrupt inclusion of an alarmingly large number of Ally Party members and their associates on the quest payroll.

    Initially, the committee countered this accusation by pointing out that the roster was not all fellow Allies. They said the mission was in fact incredibly diverse, featuring among others a mercenary, a rebel, a ninja, a sliver, and a kami. On further inspection though, these were all found to be pseudopods of one colossal shapeshifter.

    The first irregularity that watchdogs noticed was the now-iconic inclusion of a librarian on this dangerous, combat-driven wilderness mission. Sadly, several other unqualified members have been uncovered since. Their number includes holy men of several irreconcilable faiths, a four-piece band, and two rogues convicted of a combined 7 counts of armed robbery. The most shameless though is undoubtedly that Chancellor Krynal approved an exuberant 40-mana retainer for “Mr McWhiskers” who we now know is not even a person, but rather a house cat for whom he set up a fake ID and bank account.

    The proposed motivation for these alleged acts of graft is a plethora of kickbacks. Evidence points to committee members having received hundreds of life, cards, and mana and over 1200 +1/+1 counters in return for these appointments.

    Even in the seemingly unlikely event that their names are cleared, outraged land-taxpayers are questioning whether these ruins were worth exploring in the first place. Many have rallied around opposing pundit Rava Marn’s observation that “It’s not as though we found anything great with the first three expeditions we sent there.”

    We sent a correspondent to get the Party’s side of the story, but while on that assignment, he suffered a fatal camera explosion. The case’s medical examiner notes that the blast caused him an amount of damage suspiciously similar to the number of allies he was about to interview.

  • To my Fellow Archivists

    Koron the Scribe indexing a book. I’ve held my tongue this long because I didn’t want to jeopardize my position here at the Encyclopedia Dominaria, but I cannot look the other way any longer. Someone has to stand up and say what we’re all thinking: our editor is abusing his power to spread his bigotry. People count on our work for objective information; they rely on us to accurately report on how tough a cerodon is, and how much mana and of which types it takes to issue a cryptic command. That said, at first I welcomed the introduction of subjective “flavor” pieces in its entries. Our editor Vorlus promised they would be excerpts of poetry, local sayings, and pithy quotes that would humanize our otherwise-technical list of facts and figures.

    But with each edition and supplement it becomes more clear that they are just an excuse for him to insert his anti-goblin bias into the work. It was ambiguous at first; when he called the Mercadian Guild “Home to the multiverse’s smartest goblins (and fastest quadriplegics)“ I took no notice. When he said of Toggo’s war club “Crude but ineffective, much like its owner,” I wrote it off as a harmless joke, or at worst an insult to one man. But after he said of the Zendikari tribes, “They’d lose track of their own mouths if their breath didn’t smell so foul,” I knew I could not let him continue.

    My friends, we must collectively stand up against this policy. Not only because it is the right thing to do, but for the future of ourselves and our beloved publication. For if a goblin takes offense at these comments, we could be liable for a large settlement. Granted, the chances of a goblin reading anything are pretty low because… well… let’s just say that their language has over 70 words for illiteracy.

         — Koron the Scribe