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About Netstorm(this page is only for newbies!!!)
Know that in a time before memory the floating islands of Nimbus were one: one sphere of land, one tribe of people, and that our hearts were free of hatred, as they can never be again.
Know that under that one land, there grew an invisible darkness and storm. The Furies whose brotherhood was balanced and strong collapsed into ferocious jealousies and rage. Thunder who is powerful and proud craved the agility and speed of his brother Wind who longed, in return, for the rejuvenating powers of Rain. And the envy spiraled. And the storm under the land rumbled and grew. It was this battle, which rages still, that tattered our land, tore it into bits, and hurled the pieces in the sky: Nimbus as we know it now.
Know that the Furies have divided us. The wise ancients say that the Furies will unite us again in the end times. Until then, we must fight for the precios resources that these islands supply us. We must descend from the peaceful Serenisphere, down into the Pyrosphere where these battles rage. If we do not fight, we do not survive.
But make no mistake: survival is secondary to glory. We are fighting to rule these skies, to dominate our enemy tribes, and to unite nimbus again under one mighty hand.
Know that henceforward you are in mortal danger. Your spilled blood is precious to other Priests, as theirs will be precious to you. It is only by the release of their blood that the Furies will grant you the Knowledge of wondrous and powerful forms of warfare. Your people will need them to dominate your ravenous foes. Let your knife dig deep into the hearts of these men. Let your Altar wrench from their souls the bloody destiny of your people.
Know that this sacred Temple, these stately Workshops, and all parts of this miraculous machinery of war are now parts of yourself. And these magical bridges that weave it together are like the veins that run between your own organs. When a Workshop is destroyed it will seem that your arm is being hacked from your body. When a bridge falls down through the clouds and into the abyss, you will feel that you are falling with it. And when your Whirligigs or your Thunder Cannons score victories for your people, you will feel the glory of that victory surging toward your heart like heat.
Know that one day, you may meet your end on the Altar of your foes. If that hour should come, another will be chosen. He will suffer as you have suffered, and he will carry on your work, just as you now take up the torch of those who have come before you. Look to the vast tribute people now pay to your slain predecessor. Someday that tribute and glory will be yours.
Go forth, High Priest of Nimbus, into your destiny.
From the Book of Nimbus
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How to play
For those begginers:
Left-click to pick up and drop objects.
Right-click to see options and info, or to
rotate objects held by your cursor.
Esc to get Options menu at the top of your screen.
Scrolling: When you are playing Netstorm in full-screen mode, simply move the cursor to the edges of the screen in order to scroll in that direction. Alternatively, you can hold down the Alt key and the screen will scroll toward the cursor(in full-screen and window mode).
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