<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045</id><updated>2012-01-18T14:40:37.051Z</updated><category term='As pessoas'/><category term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><category term='Coisas de blogs'/><category term='Eu'/><category term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'>O retiro do pensador</title><subtitle type='html'>Onde eu sou livre para pensar...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-2262173922873004484</id><published>2010-05-07T12:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:31:44.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A DESCOBERTA DE SUFRANONDeixando Sarak ao seu descanso, Sufranon desloca-se até à câmara onde o Livro Negro é guardado."Quem vem lá?" - Sufranon poisa no ombro da nervosa sentinela de lança em riste e graceja - "É bom saber que os nossos irmãos soldados estão sempre vigilantes para que possamos descansar...relaxa irmão, eu vim em paz!" - antes de entrar na câmara guiado pelo jovem guarda."Preciso</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/2262173922873004484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=2262173922873004484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/2262173922873004484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/2262173922873004484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2010/05/descoberta-de-sufranon-deixando-sarak.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-8432042871596013224</id><published>2009-05-30T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:41:50.567+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A LEI DOS MAIS FORTESSentado numa câmara imersa em escuridão, Hyraktar permanece imóvel como que a escutar, perscrutando entre os silêncios.De repente abre os olhos e num esgar de ódio ergue-se e estilhaça o espelho que se encontrava diante dele só com o olhar - "Eu já te subestimei demasiado, irei esmagar-te como se esmaga um insecto!" e dirige-se intempestivamente para o pátio.Nayka e Aschka </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/8432042871596013224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=8432042871596013224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8432042871596013224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8432042871596013224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2009/05/lei-dos-mais-fortes-sentado-numa-camara.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-1350256966052036969</id><published>2009-03-21T14:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PALAVRAS DIGNAS DE UM REIEnquanto descem as escadas da torre, Athertyssen vira-se para os seus companheiros com um ar incompleto, - "Eu sinto que tenho de falar para o povo, mas escapam-se-me as palavras, o meu pai decerto teria algo para dizer..." - Sarak coloca-se a seu lado, pondo-lhe a mão no ombro - "Eu lembro-me da primeira vez que ele falou comigo, eu tinha uma mensagem do meu mestre e ele</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/1350256966052036969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=1350256966052036969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/1350256966052036969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/1350256966052036969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2009/03/palavras-dignas-de-um-rei-enquanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-8745932283663951439</id><published>2008-06-15T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOB UM SOL NEGROSubitamente uma sombra cobre a terra, o sol tornou-se negro, e o terror apodera-se das expressões de todos."Depressa, venham todos ver! Isto não pode ser nada de bom!" - As pessoas empurram-se e erguem as mãos para cima como que a pedirem misericórdia. Bulkur mete-se no meio para acalmá-los enquanto Ash e Athertyssen procuram desesperadamente por Sarak, encontram-no na torre de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/8745932283663951439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=8745932283663951439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8745932283663951439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8745932283663951439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2008/06/sob-um-sol-negro-subitamente-uma-sombra.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-8388685713125385229</id><published>2007-10-26T15:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALGO JÁ ANTES SENTIDOOs primeiros raios de sol surgem, e todos se levantam para as tarefas usuais do dia-a-dia. Excepto Sarak e Sufranon que estão no cimo das muralhas a observar o horizonte, ambos permanecem em silêncio, mas estão a pensar na mesma coisa. Os seus olhos conseguem ver mais além do que a vista normal alcança, percorrem cada rio, cada bosque, cada caminho, cada comportamento dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/8388685713125385229/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=8388685713125385229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8388685713125385229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8388685713125385229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/10/algo-j-antes-sentido-os-primeiros-raios.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-8618010023318933968</id><published>2007-09-03T13:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AMOR E MORTESophya levanta-se do seu leito sem dirigir a palavra a nenhum dos presentes, ficando Athertyssen sentado e com um ar complexo, mas também ele não diz nada. Sarak faz um sinal discreto a Hilla para ir averiguar o que se passou com Sophya, e este por sua vez também sai calmamente com Sufranon pousado no seu ombro, enquanto Bulkur é o único que permanece na divisão em frente de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/8618010023318933968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=8618010023318933968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8618010023318933968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8618010023318933968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-medo-da-morte-sophya-levanta-se-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-7139311940743189911</id><published>2007-05-22T18:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O FEITIÇO VIRA-SE CONTRA O FEITICEIROAthertyssen está quase a ceder ao poder hipnótico da falsa Sophya que ao mesmo tempo o aperta cada vez com mais força entre as suas pernas, até que de repente uma voz irritada surge, - "Oh tu aí... olha para mim!" - Sophya aponta com frieza a sua besta no momento em que a sua réplica larga Athertyssen e solta um grito sibilante aterrador, mas depressa fica </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/7139311940743189911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=7139311940743189911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/7139311940743189911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/7139311940743189911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-feitio-vira-se-contra-o-feiticeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-8800660299274870151</id><published>2007-05-01T03:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:09:52.000+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coisas de blogs'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7Aceitei o desafio das 7 coisas, por parte da Lélé e aqui vai:7 coisas que faço bem:- sonhar acordado- ouvir os outros- dormir- observar- ser paciente- ver filmes de terror asiáticos- passar horas e horas a ouvir música7 coisas que não faço bem ou não sei fazer:- fazer fretes(a justificação de que apreciam a minha presença não é suficiente)- cantar(eu gosto de mais dos artistas que ouço para lhes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/8800660299274870151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=8800660299274870151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8800660299274870151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/8800660299274870151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/05/7-aceitei-o-desafio-das-7-coisas-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-2480797963001292809</id><published>2007-04-27T03:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>USURPADORESSufranon voa em círculos pela câmara até encontrar um poiso e daí observa as expressões agitadas do rosto de cada um, visivelmente preocupado e ansioso com a recuperação de Sarak - "É preciso que ele recupere as forças rapidamente, temos de as impedir de conseguirem o pior!".Completamente afastados do que se passa naquela câmara estão Ash, Sophya e Athertyssen, que estão a ser </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/2480797963001292809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=2480797963001292809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/2480797963001292809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/2480797963001292809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/04/usurpadores-sufranon-voa-em-crculos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-4677223095156637136</id><published>2007-03-04T20:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRESOS NOS PESADELOSEntram na câmara brandindo as armas mas rapidamente ficam petrificados de pavor quando vêm os seus corpos suspensos no ar. "Que se passa aqui?!" - questiona Bulkur que olha para todos os lados, enquanto Thy-Sorak olha para os seus corpos suspensos e vira-se para Mankor, - "Mankor, é imperativo que Sufranon esteja aqui o mais rapidamente possível... eu não posso precisar ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/4677223095156637136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=4677223095156637136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/4677223095156637136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/4677223095156637136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/03/presos-nos-pesadelos-entram-na-cmara.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-7590518135072266591</id><published>2007-02-24T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PESADELOSDe repente estão numa floresta os três, mas cada um encontra-se sozinho e procura pelos outros.Ash cambaleia, tropeça nas raízes, e rasteja ofegante mas sempre com a vista nos céus, como se o terror lá habitasse. Sussuros sem corpo percorrem a floresta, acossando cada um deles , que se viram com a arma em punho e com um olhar esgazeado."Aaaaash... vem a miiiiiim...." - Ash larga as suas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/7590518135072266591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=7590518135072266591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/7590518135072266591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/7590518135072266591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/02/pesadelos-de-repente-esto-numa-floresta.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-1939126027925012407</id><published>2007-02-16T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RECEIOS ...No mesmo instante em que sentiram o turbilhão, o turbilhão desaparece, eles estão já no acampamento dos Hodrakons.Ash cai de joelhos e cheira o solo, com um ar mais aliviado, - "Finalmente estamos livres daquele sítio maldito, sinto como se sufocasse lá dentro!" - que é também partilhado pelos outros, especialmente Sarak - "O que tu dizes faz bastante sentido, Ash... aquele sítio é um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/1939126027925012407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=1939126027925012407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/1939126027925012407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/1939126027925012407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2007/02/misso-cumprida-mas-com-alguns-receios.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-116508507286564769</id><published>2006-12-02T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A ESPANTOSA FUGARapidamente procuram libertar Sarak das correntes que o prendem, enquanto Ash fica a vigiar o corredor, - "Agora temos de pensar numa forma subtil de sairmos daqui. Pronto, já está solto... Athertyssen, ajuda-o a levantar-se." - Sophya recua para dar espaço a Athertyssen e vai pensando num plano de fuga. Sarak ainda está atordoado pelo acontecimento, -"Foi uma loucura...tu és </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/116508507286564769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=116508507286564769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/116508507286564769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/116508507286564769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2006/12/espantosa-fuga-rapidamente-procuram.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-116475364015533837</id><published>2006-11-28T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SARAK ESTÁ VIVO!Atento também aos ruídos vindos do corredor, o Atroz mantém a guarda fitando Sophya, Ash e Athertyssen, que ainda está atordoado devido ao poderoso murro que levou. O Atroz solta um riso doentio enquanto cospe a carne que ainda estava a mastigar e pega em outro machado e esboça movimentos de defesa e ataque, mas sem avançar para os três."Alto! Que se passa aqui?!" - o capitão da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/116475364015533837/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=116475364015533837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/116475364015533837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/116475364015533837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2006/11/sarak-est-vivo-atento-tambm-aos-rudos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-115647034180841365</id><published>2006-08-25T01:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O ATROZRapidamente recuperam a presença de espírito quando ouvem ruídos de passos para lá da porta de ferro ao fundo da masmorra. Athertyssen repara na expressão de receio de alguns dos prisioneiros e aproxima-se de uma das celas para falar com o ancião, cujas mãos tremem sem parar - "Diz-me, meu amigo...quem é esse atroz?" - o velhote treme ainda mais perante o olhar surpreso de Athertyssen - "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/115647034180841365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=115647034180841365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/115647034180841365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/115647034180841365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-atroz-rapidamente-recuperam-presena.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-114386189269975684</id><published>2006-04-01T04:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A MASMORRA SECRETARapidamente percorrem o corredor sabendo que mais cedo ou mais tarde irá ser descoberto o caminho que tomaram. Na sala de sacrifícios, Hyraktar questiona-se sobre os recentes prisioneiros e ao olhar para a parede oposta repara numa tira de tecido presa pendurada. Aproxima-se e retira-a da brecha na parede, cheira o tecido e os seus olhos esbugalham-se e vira-se para os soldados </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/114386189269975684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=114386189269975684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/114386189269975684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/114386189269975684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2006/04/masmorra-secreta-rapidamente-percorrem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-113072007888519944</id><published>2005-10-31T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A ÍNTIMA LIGAÇÃO DO SEXO COM A MORTENuma cela estão Ash, Athertyssen e Sophya, ambos estão pensativos e ansiosos com a conclusão da sua ingrata tarefa. Não muito longe do sítio onde estão, Aschka, Karunka, Nayka e Ripaka estão empenhadas no ritual de sangue, ouvem-se os gemidos de prazer delas e os gritos horripilantes de dor das suas vítimas. "Quero dizer que foi uma má idéia termos aceitado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/113072007888519944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=113072007888519944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113072007888519944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113072007888519944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/10/ntima-ligao-do-sexo-com-morte-numa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-113071997687021551</id><published>2005-10-31T00:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VIAJAR COM O VENTOFeitos os preparativos, Athertyssen, Ash e Sophya estão já vestidos de camponeses - "Sinto-me despido sem as minhas duas espadas...este punhal terá de servir..." - suspira Ash, enquanto Zar-Iruk convoca mais três guerreiros para formarem os pontos cardeais, com eles pelo meio, - "Zar-Iruk..que fazem? Não vamos viajar até lá?" - "Silêncio, bravos guerreiros...deixem-nos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/113071997687021551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=113071997687021551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071997687021551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071997687021551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/10/viajar-com-o-vento-feitos-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-113071984234896566</id><published>2005-10-31T00:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A MISSÃO SUICIDAÀ medida que entram na floresta, apercebem-se do silêncio esmagador, mas sentem-se todos observados excepto os seus guias que olham para trás e riem-se. "Eu chamo-me Zar-Iruk, e estes são os meus companheiros de patrulha: Thy-Sorak, Lyt-Karun e Var-Takyr. Vou agora explicar como não nos conseguiste sentir, Mestre Sufranon...Os Valgorns ensinaram-nos a sentir a energia dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/113071984234896566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=113071984234896566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071984234896566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071984234896566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/10/misso-suicida-medida-que-entram-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-113071961256712127</id><published>2005-10-31T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O SONHO DE SARAKSarak mais uma vez envolto na escuridão da sua cela e inconsciente mergulha num sonho perturbador. Ele encontra-se numa planície coberta pelas trevas, ele corre desalmadamente,procura os seus companheiros, procura alertá-los, mas sem se aperceber pisa o vazio e cai. Ele não viu que estava à beira de um precípicio e está quase a esmagar-se contra o solo quando consegue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/113071961256712127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=113071961256712127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071961256712127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/113071961256712127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-sonho-de-sarak-sarak-mais-uma-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-112786487449263842</id><published>2005-09-27T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O ENCONTRO DE SARAK E HYRAKTARNuma cela imersa na escuridão, Sarak acorda de um sono agitado murmurando os nomes dos seus companheiros, eles estão em apuros, disso não duvida ele. Mas rapidamente recupera a presença de espírito e silencia a sua preocupação, pois não sabe quem poderá estar a escutar.Desde o dia em que foi surpreendido por Aschka e trazido para as masmorras da fortaleza de Hyraktar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/112786487449263842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=112786487449263842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/112786487449263842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/112786487449263842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-encontro-de-sarak-e-hyraktar-numa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-112542266051276286</id><published>2005-08-30T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OS GUERREIROS NÓMADASTodos seguem tranquilamente por entre as colinas até avistarem ao longe uma densa vegetação, e todos notam algo de estranho. Sufranon olha em redor e move-se inquieto no ombro de Sel-Haczak - "Não se ouve ruído algum naquela floresta, os meus olhos já perscrutaram o sítio de alto a baixo, mas não encontro nada nem ninguém...nem o vento ouço, é um silêncio de morte, no entanto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/112542266051276286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=112542266051276286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/112542266051276286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/112542266051276286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/08/os-guerreiros-nmadas-todos-seguem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-111869272928187322</id><published>2005-06-13T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UMA AJUDA INESPERADAEnquanto o lacaio de Hyraktar permanece boquiaberto, todos se viram para trás e Ash resmunga iludido pelo acontecimento -"Como se não bastasse isto, ainda vem aí mais alguém para nos alegrar o dia! Mas não faz mal...eu sabia que não iria viver para sempre!" - até que se vira também e num ápice passa de conformado a surpreendido-"Ora esta...se não é aquele que me imita! Nunca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/111869272928187322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=111869272928187322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111869272928187322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111869272928187322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/06/uma-ajuda-inesperada-enquanto-o-lacaio.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-111558263670323033</id><published>2005-05-08T19:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UMA PERDA DESCOMUNALAo ver as tropas de Hyraktar a aproximarem-se cada vez mais, Sarak vira-se para Athertyssen e entrega-lhe o livro negro - "Rapaz, tu saberás o que fazer pois Sufranon estará contigo na altura certa e tens o conhecimento que te transmiti, eu sinto que esta ameaça será ultrapassada mas também que vai exigir algo de mim..." - Athertyssen confuso, guarda o livro com relutância na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/111558263670323033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=111558263670323033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111558263670323033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111558263670323033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/05/uma-perda-descomunal-ao-ver-as-tropas.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-111056943689351353</id><published>2005-03-11T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A QUEDA DE UM GUERREIRODimuk-Sayr reflecte por um bocado enquanto todos se entreolham e aguardam que ele volte a falar, Sarak nota um ar desmorecido e desgostoso na expressão do velho guerreiro enquanto este ainda se encontra num transe profundo, e de repente ele fala -"A nossa raça expulsou o demónio das sombras há muito tempo, nós eramos sem dúvida, poderosos, mas naquela noite, eu ouvi aquela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/111056943689351353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=111056943689351353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111056943689351353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/111056943689351353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/03/queda-de-um-guerreiro-dimuk-sayr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-110936206517745140</id><published>2005-02-25T19:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ENCONTRO COM A MORTEEnquanto a besta hedionda se aproximava, Sophya dispara uma flecha da sua besta que aloja-se na cabeça da criatura, que lentamente se transformava num gigante - "Mas...ele parece que nem sentiu! Sarak está atento! Ele vai atacar!" - nesse momento o gigante lança-se sobre eles e desfere um murro no solo que abre uma fenda forçando-os a saltar para não caírem. Eis que Sophya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/110936206517745140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=110936206517745140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110936206517745140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110936206517745140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/02/encontro-com-morte-enquanto-besta.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-110462639955145993</id><published>2005-01-01T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:49:52.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O ÚLTIMO VALGORNSeguindo cautelosamente o misterioso ser que se desloca rapidamente, o grupo organiza-se de forma a prevenirem uma emboscada ficando Sarak, Mankor e Sophya na retaguarda virados de costas para Ash, Athertyssen que seguem em frente, enquanto isso Sufranon continua no ombro de Sarak olhando para todo o lado."Eu sinto uma estranha presença...é um mas ao mesmo tempo são uma legião</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/110462639955145993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=110462639955145993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110462639955145993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110462639955145993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-ltimo-valgorn-seguindo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-110373487909954216</id><published>2004-12-22T15:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A MORTE ESPREITAAo penetrarem na imensa escuridão em fila, todos sentem um mau pressentimento. "Isto é silencioso como um túmulo..." - murmura Ash tentando vislumbrar o caminho, e mantendo uma mão no punho de uma das suas espadas e a tocha na outra. De repente ouvem-se uns ruídos de pedras a cair atrás deles e quando todos se viram a enorme porta de pedra fecha-se com um estrondo que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/110373487909954216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=110373487909954216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110373487909954216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/110373487909954216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/12/morte-espreita-ao-penetrarem-na-imensa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109944861698959782</id><published>2004-11-03T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A MISTERIOSA MONTANHAAntes de surgirem os primeiros raios de sol, todos estão acordados e retomam o caminho mas desta vez com mais vigor, pois já estão perto do seu destino. Deparam com a mística montanha de Faya-Syr, e numa das paredes da montanha encontram um estranho símbolo com inscrições por debaixo. Sophya procura por uma entrada secreta enquanto Ash e Mankor perscrutam a região que os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109944861698959782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109944861698959782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109944861698959782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109944861698959782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/11/misteriosa-montanha-antes-de-surgirem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109667445837864966</id><published>2004-10-01T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OS NOBRES GUERREIROSTodos dormem excepto Athertyssen e Sufranon, estando o primeiro a fitar o fogo compenetradamente. Sufranon esvoaça para um galho de uma árvore e interpõe-se entre o luar e Athertyssen e olha para ele - "O que te incomoda, meu jovem príncipe? Vejo muitas perguntas na tua mente..." - Athertyssen levanta o olhar serenamente e esboça um ar inquiridor - "Eu não fazia idéia de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109667445837864966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109667445837864966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109667445837864966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109667445837864966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/10/os-nobres-guerreiros-todos-dormem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109535040044546083</id><published>2004-09-16T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A LONGA VIAGEMDepois de todos estarem reunidos, Athertyssen e os seus companheiros de viagem metem-se ao caminho antes de aparecerem os primeiros raios de sol. Todos seguem em silêncio, Sophya e Mankor vão na rectaguarda para poderem observar algo que tenha escapado aos companheiros da frente, à frente segue Ash a bater o território desconhecido, mas não muito distante do resto do grupo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109535040044546083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109535040044546083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109535040044546083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109535040044546083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/09/longa-viagem-depois-de-todos-estarem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109354068107578836</id><published>2004-08-26T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UMA MISSÃO ESPINHOSADepois da inesperada visita de Sel-Haczak, Sarak folheia o livro com Sufranon poisado no seu ombro - "Sabes... meu rapaz, que depois disto não poderemos voltar atrás, e fugir não será uma opção, por isso pensa bem antes de decidires o que fazer..." - Sarak concorda, pois sabe que ao usar os conhecimentos contidos no livro, as emanações místicas irão denunciá-lo e Hyraktar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109354068107578836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109354068107578836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109354068107578836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109354068107578836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/08/uma-misso-espinhosa-depois-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109157120634594111</id><published>2004-08-03T22:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM ALIADO DE PESOO ambiente fora das divisões onde se encontram Sarak, Sel-Haczak, Sophya, Athertyssen e Hilla, está fortemente tenso, apesar da estranha serenidade que Sel-Haczak demonstra sentado frente a frente com os outros. Athertyssen olha para Sophya com um ar confuso, e esta responde com um ar ainda mais baralhado, até que Sel-Haczak quebra o silêncio depois de os observar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109157120634594111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109157120634594111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109157120634594111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109157120634594111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/08/um-aliado-de-peso-o-ambiente-fora-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109111575878437694</id><published>2004-07-29T15:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM ACONTECIMENTO INESPERADOHyraktar caminha pelas muralhas da sua fortaleza e sente um baque que mais parece uma punhalada, e fica com um ar surpreendido e ao mesmo tempo enraivecido, para surpresa de Aschka que o acompanha - "Que foi, meu pai?" - Hyraktar pára e procura concentrar-se - "Eu sinto algo estranho, eu oiço risos de chacota, sinto-me atraiçoado...não sei o que é isto!" - Aschka olha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109111575878437694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109111575878437694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109111575878437694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109111575878437694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/07/um-acontecimento-inesperado-hyraktar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-109002111456974145</id><published>2004-07-16T23:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O LIVRO NEGRO DAS ALMASDepois de informados sobre o livro que vão roubar, Athertyssen, Sophya e um pequeno grupo de ladrões partem rumo ao objectivo, a guarnição de Sel-Haczak.No entanto, Arakta-Zun está em transe e de repente abre os olhos e fica perplexa e sai da sua tenda apressada até encontrar Sel-Haczak que está pensativo a olhar para o horizonte e a vislumbrar a fortaleza onde se encontra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/109002111456974145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=109002111456974145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109002111456974145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/109002111456974145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/07/o-livro-negro-das-almas-depois-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108943078484651005</id><published>2004-07-10T03:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A REVELAÇÃO MALDITASentado no seu trono, e contemplando a paisagem, um cenário frio e cinzento, Hyraktar caminha pela sala vazia e chama por Tygramir. - "Eu sinto algo de estranho, algo que se vai atravessar no nosso caminho...tu não tens sentido nada? Eu sinto-o, mas não sei onde está, há algo que me bloqueia quando perscruto com a segunda visão... a única pessoa que o conseguiria fazer eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108943078484651005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108943078484651005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108943078484651005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108943078484651005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/07/revelao-maldita-sentado-no-seu-trono-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108880921532102590</id><published>2004-07-02T22:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A INICIAÇÃO DE ATHERTYSSENOs três companheiros desmontam e aproximam-se do grupo - "Saudações, Mankor, que novidades nos trazes?" - Sophya assume o lugar de porta-voz do grupo e olha algo desconfiada para Athertyssen, Sarak e Hilla - "Hmm, não és um bocado novo para andares longe de casa? E não é um bocado perigoso andares a cavalo com essa espada tão grande? Aposto que nem a sabes usar!" -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108880921532102590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108880921532102590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108880921532102590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108880921532102590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/07/iniciao-de-athertyssen-os-trs.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108864818514420279</id><published>2004-07-01T02:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OS TRÊS MAGNÍFICOSDepois do sol nascer já o grupo está a caminho do seu destino, que está cada vez mais próximo. Sarak aproxima-se de Mankor, e pede-lhe que o elucide acerca dos seus preparativos - "Lord Sarak, dispomos de  um exército modesto, mas temos conseguido mais pessoas dispostas a lutar pela nossa causa, e tenho três pessoas que têm sabido orientar as pessoas, são os nossos três </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108864818514420279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108864818514420279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108864818514420279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108864818514420279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/07/os-trs-magnficos-depois-do-sol-nascer.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108830451263676594</id><published>2004-06-27T02:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A ESPERANÇA RENASCEO grupo segue calmamente pelo vale, estando a alguns dias de alcançarem o seu destino, no meio do silêncio ensurdecedor Sarak pressente que algo de estranho se passa - "Esta zona ultimamente não tem sido patrulhada pelos lacaios de Tygramir, podemos pernoitar aqui , faremos turnos de vigia, eu e Athertyssen somos os primeiros..." - Hilla e Mankor concordam, e em breve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108830451263676594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108830451263676594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108830451263676594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108830451263676594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/esperana-renasce-o-grupo-segue.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108810357775616450</id><published>2004-06-24T18:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O CHAMAMENTO DO GUERREIROO ambiente é de festa, e Athertyssen insiste em que o seu adversário mais o seu misterioso amigo se sentem ao lado dele na festa, no entanto surge o pai de Athertyssen que saúda o filho e ao virar-se para o amigo do seu rival, fica mudo e surpreso, e pede ao filho para falarem a sós. Athertyssen segue-o até à casa onde vivem e o velho senhor vai buscar uma pesada arca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108810357775616450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108810357775616450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108810357775616450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108810357775616450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/o-chamamento-do-guerreiro-o-ambiente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108809974415626732</id><published>2004-06-24T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ATHERTYSSENDepois de reunir o conselho da sua tribo, e com a mágoa da perda do seu fiel companheiro, Sel-Haczak decide então que irão ser fiéis a Tygramir e Hyraktar, embora não fale sequer na profecia da sua vidente. Os anos passaram, e num sítio distante, encontra-se uma povoação humana, que vive despreocupadamente, livres dos Hodrakons e das patrulhas de Nayka, Karunka e Ripaka, as três </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108809974415626732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108809974415626732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108809974415626732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108809974415626732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/athertyssen-depois-de-reunir-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108760728911621998</id><published>2004-06-19T01:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UMA REVELAÇÃO INESPERADA"Arakta-Zun, a Sibila pede para ser ouvida..." - Sel-Haczak faz sinal para lhe permitirem a passagem, e faz-lhe sinal para falar - "Atravessamos um período de trevas, mas as minhas orações indicaram-me algo que nos poderá ser favorável para continuarmos a ser o que somos,isolados do mundo...surgirá um salvador que escapou à ira de Hyraktar, e terá em ti um aliado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108760728911621998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108760728911621998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108760728911621998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108760728911621998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/uma-revelao-inesperada-arakta-zun.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108760367024587504</id><published>2004-06-19T00:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SEL-HACZAKApós ter-se estabelecido com o seu clã num local que lhe proporcionasse uma defesa razoável, Sel-Haczak convocou todos os seus conselheiros, incluindo o seu velho capitão Vygra-Tar que mantinha uma forte expectativa desde o campo de batalha, no que respeitava ao que o seu jovem líder ia dizer perante a assembleia."Eu não aprovo o que vi hoje, Tygramir está a desrespeitar a nossa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108760367024587504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108760367024587504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108760367024587504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108760367024587504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/sel-haczak-aps-ter-se-estabelecido-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108619591540916459</id><published>2004-06-02T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O REINO DAS TREVASAthertyssen e Sarak seguiram caminhos separados, mas irão eles juntar-se de novo?O pérfido Hyraktar ao eliminar Sufranon, acabou com a resistência do povo de Sarttar, que foram todos escravizados para servirem o novo senhor e as suas quatro filhas, embora algumas pessoas tivessem conseguido escapar...Cada uma das jovens ocupava uma posição de destaque em Sarttar no ponto de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108619591540916459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108619591540916459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108619591540916459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108619591540916459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/06/o-reino-das-trevas-athertyssen-e-sarak.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108562148091140424</id><published>2004-05-27T01:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A ASCENSÃO DE HYRAKTARHyraktar fecha os olhos e quando os volta abrir, vê apenas as cinzas do seu antigo mestre, e ergue-se lentamente, com um sorriso de vitória. No entanto, Aschka e as suas irmãs meditam em silêncio perscrutando tudo à sua volta, e nessa mesma altura Hyraktar recorda o seu longo período de exílio - "Andei a vaguear na escuridão do Nada, a minha alma foi violentada por demónios,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108562148091140424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108562148091140424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108562148091140424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108562148091140424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/05/ascenso-de-hyraktar-hyraktar-fecha-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108403514668821576</id><published>2004-05-08T17:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O FIM DE SUFRANON"Velho tonto! Pensavas mesmo que acabavas comigo???" - diz Hyraktar num tom sereno, mas ao mesmo tempo maléfico - "Infelizmente não te vou deixar viver...já olhaste para as minhas quatro filhas? Elas são belas não são? E bastante cruéis  também...e estão desejosas de te sangrarem só para te ouvirem gritar...mas tu és meu!"Sufranon engole em seco e olha Hyraktar nos olhos - "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108403514668821576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108403514668821576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/05/o-fim-de-sufranon-velho-tonto-pensavas.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108325698586218588</id><published>2004-04-29T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A QUEDA DA ESPERANÇAObservando Hyraktar e as quatro raparigas inertes no chão, Sufranon suspira - "Acabou...no entanto, só o poder que senti da sua presença era demasiado intenso..." - Alleria e as suas companheiras também estão de pé atrás, e de súbito os corpos das quatro raparigas evaporam-se do chão - "Vocês viram aquilo? Hilla, foge daqui, tu sabes onde deves ir!" - Alleria pressentiu a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108325698586218588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108325698586218588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/04/queda-da-esperana-observando-hyraktar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108276259179798716</id><published>2004-04-24T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O PODER DA LUZ"Alleria...desde quando te tornaste uma aliada da Luz? Tu podias muito bem ser a Rainha das Trevas...mas preferiste juntar-te a estes seres miseráveis e patéticos!" - profere Hyraktar com um olhar de ódio desprezivo - "Eu modifiquei-me porque conheci  o poder do amor, que é uma palavra que tu desconheces, e aprendi que todo o mal é passageiro, basta acreditarmos, e ele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/108276259179798716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=108276259179798716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108276259179798716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108276259179798716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-poder-da-luz-alleria.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-108145973781340386</id><published>2004-04-08T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AS TREVAS CONTRA A LUZFaz-se um silêncio esmagador, Tygramir contempla o céu e avista as quatro feiticeiras que ao pousarem as hazyas vão reunir-se com Hyraktar que as aguardava no campo de batalha, e juntos avançam confiantes para a fortaleza de Etharmark.Sufranon sente mais estas quatro presenças e fica aterrorizado - " Pela Runa Sagrada! Elas são tão poderosas como Sarak...isto eu não </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108145973781340386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/108145973781340386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/04/as-trevas-contra-luz-faz-se-um-silncio.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107989160333492293</id><published>2004-03-21T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A FUGA DE ATHERTYSSENDentro do templo da Irmandade da Runa Sagrada, Sufranon receia o pior, Zyr-Epak sente os seus receios - "Sufranon, não fiques aqui, tu tens de orientar o teu pupilo, ambos sabemos que ele é a única esperança para pôr  Athertyssen a salvo e derrotar o Renegado, mas tudo a seu tempo...eu envio-te para o castelo e tratarei também de enviar o nosso fragmento da Runa Sagrada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107989160333492293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107989160333492293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107989160333492293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107989160333492293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/03/fuga-de-athertyssen-dentro-do-templo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107957185110976699</id><published>2004-03-18T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:37.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A QUEDA DE ETHARMARKAo olhar para o céu, Hyraktar gritou bem alto: "Caiam perante o poder da escuridão! Vermes peçonhentos e miseráveis! Morram todos!" e  perante isto, as tropas de Etharmark ficaram aterrorizadas e entraram em pânico, ao que Etharmark ripostou: " Catapultas, arqueiros! Fogo!", uma chuva de aço e fogo precipitou-se sobre as legiões das trevas mas ao chegarem a um, dois metros</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107957185110976699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107957185110976699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107957185110976699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107957185110976699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/03/queda-de-etharmark-ao-olhar-para-o-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107920582114683859</id><published>2004-03-13T19:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O REGRESSO DO RENEGADOQuanto todos menos esperavam surgiram do nada as legiões do terror...Uma enorme massa negra de ódio precipita-se pelos campos, marchando com disciplina, lideradas por quatro horríveis criaturas aladas, as hazyas, guiadas por quatro raparigas gémeas trajadas de negro,  e no solo duas pessoas destacam-se do numeroso exército, eles são Marakhtyr e Hyraktar!"O outrora </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107920582114683859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107920582114683859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107920582114683859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107920582114683859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/03/o-regresso-do-renegado-quanto-todos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107803476638697955</id><published>2004-02-29T06:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O TERROR APROXIMA-SEAo romper da aurora ouviu-se um estrondo que se fez ouvir em todo o mundo de Sarttar, algo como um trovão. Sufranon levantou-se da sua cama em sobressalto e convocou todos os magos e acólitos e montaram todos vigília, ao passo que não encontrava Sarak - "Mas aonde se meteu aquele rapaz?!" - mas mais preocupado com a origem de tais estrondos dirigiu-se à Runa Sagrada e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107803476638697955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107803476638697955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107803476638697955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107803476638697955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/o-terror-aproxima-se-ao-romper-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107756050999180109</id><published>2004-02-23T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A REVELAÇÃOAlleria caminha pelo jardim do palácio, ajeitando o agasalho do seu filho, e senta-se num banco de jardim, e convida o jovem Sarak a sentar-se a seu lado, ao que o jovem acede. Alleria não deixa de notar que Sarak não está à vontade - "Que se passa, temes a tua rainha, asseguro-te que estás em segurança comigo, aliás tu sabes disso não sabes?" - Sarak respira fundo e acena </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107756050999180109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107756050999180109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107756050999180109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107756050999180109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/revelao-alleria-caminha-pelo-jardim-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107721814780857194</id><published>2004-02-19T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM JOVEM PRODIGIOSOSarak entrou pelos portões do palácio em grande alvoroço e quase estatela-se aos pés do seu rei que o fita espantado. "Eu sou o Acólito Sarak e trago uma mensagem de Lord Sufranon, o Sumo-Sacerdote da Irmandade da Runa Sagrada! Saúdo-vos meu rei, minha rainha e meu príncipe!" - Etharmark volta-se para Alleria com um ar incrédulo, ao que Alleria responde com um encolher de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107721814780857194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107721814780857194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/um-jovem-prodigioso-sarak-entrou-pelos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107704211515294550</id><published>2004-02-17T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O NASCIMENTO DE ATHERTYSSENNo castelo de Etharmark está tudo tranquilo, excepto ele próprio.Um homem alto e bem constituído com uma barba rija que amedrontaria qualquer exército só com a sua voz, apresenta um olhar aflito, que nunca se viu em Etharmark, diga-se de passagem. A dado instante ele ergue a cabeça e pára...ele está a ouvir algo, a sua expressão de aflição passa a ser de uma alegria</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107704211515294550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107704211515294550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/o-nascimento-de-athertyssen-no-castelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107633164389440538</id><published>2004-02-09T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM MAU PRESSÁGIOO dia nasce tranquilo, as pessoas de Sarttar fazem a sua vida habitual, mas em certa parte de Sarttar tal harmonia não se faz sentir. No topo da Montanha Escarlate onde está o Templo da Irmandade da Runa Sagrada, um homem caminha pelo átrio, absorvido pelos seus pensamentos, o seu rosto maduro denota preocupação, ao alcançar a varanda os seus olhos cor de cinza perscrutam tudo o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107633164389440538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107633164389440538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/um-mau-pressgio-o-dia-nasce-tranquilo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107578003187422889</id><published>2004-02-03T03:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:56.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarttar'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O MUNDO DE SARTTARAinda me lembro do tempo em que a paz reinava no mundo de Sarttar. O soberano do grande continente de Sar-Tanis tinha conseguido unir todos os reinos em prol da harmonia entre todos os povos e alargou também a sua soberania e diplomacia aos outros dois continentes Sar-Maranos e Sar-Terak.Etharmark era um grande guerreiro, mas também tinha o dom da palavra, pelo que era conhecido</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107578003187422889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107578003187422889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107578003187422889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107578003187422889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/o-filho-de-etharmark-introduo-ainda-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107561229197542265</id><published>2004-02-01T05:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:58:08.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>         CITAÇÕES"Conservemo-nos castos para amar melhor"- Jules Bois (note-se que o autor é de "bois"...)"Considero a televisão muito educativa. Cada vez que alguém na sala liga o aparelho eu vou para o quarto ler um livro" - Groucho Marx (realmente...)"Ser estúpido, egoísta e ter boa saúde, eis as condições ideais para se ser feliz. Mas, se a primeira vos falta, está tudo perdido." - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107561229197542265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107561229197542265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107561229197542265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107561229197542265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/02/citaes-conservemo-nos-castos-para-amar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107533876058358808</id><published>2004-01-29T01:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Este poema eu escrevi há algum tempo a pensar numa pessoa que me diz muito, e esta é a minha forma de lhe dizer que a adoro muito, e que este sentimento dure para sempre...         ANJOSeja eu o teu anjo protectorProcurarei nunca te faltar.Para te proteger da tristeza e da dorE também para te ensinar a amar.Mas eu não sou um anjo, sou apenas um mortalMas quem me dera ter angelical poder</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107533876058358808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107533876058358808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107533876058358808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107533876058358808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/este-poema-eu-escrevi-h-algum-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107522739912842745</id><published>2004-01-27T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pois...não me ocorre nada de jeito cá vai mais um resultado de um quizz! &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;???What Kind Of Angel R You???&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;( Anime Pics ) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107522739912842745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107522739912842745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107522739912842745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107522739912842745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/pois.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107509263544325967</id><published>2004-01-26T04:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais um...ora aqui está uma coisa que sempre me perguntei: para onde iria quando deixasse de pertencer a este mundo? E a resposta é aquilo que eu sempre imaginava...Ghost or spirit: You are a lost soul. Very calm andsweet, you are often the one who asks: What if?With a clever mind, you want to explore theworld on a different level. Without theanswers, you aren't ready to move on. You aremost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107509263544325967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107509263544325967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107509263544325967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107509263544325967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/mais-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107509209630726732</id><published>2004-01-26T04:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm este tem a ver comigo realmente...in every words!Estranha coincidência? talvez não...Your wings are BROKEN and tattered. You arean angelic spirit who has fallen from grace forone reason or another - possibly, you made onetragic mistake that cost you everything. Ormaybe you were blamed for a crime you didn'tcommit. In any case, you are faithless andjoyless. You find no happiness, love, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107509209630726732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107509209630726732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/hmm-este-tem-ver-comigo-realmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107496736504995586</id><published>2004-01-24T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:58:08.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mandaram-me este mail engraçado: SUGESTÕES PARA UMA IDA AO HIPER-MERCADO O que se pode fazer de divertido no hipermercado enquanto os nossos pais/amigos/namoradas(os),etc estão a gastar tempo a fazer compras: 1. Vão buscar muitas caixas de preservativos e deixem uma em cada carrinho por onde passarem, enquanto o respectivo dono está distraído. 2. Marquem os alarmes de todos os rádios para</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107496736504995586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107496736504995586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107496736504995586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107496736504995586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/mandaram-me-este-mail-engraado.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107489379174369790</id><published>2004-01-23T21:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porcaria do projecto...e dizia eu que já tinha saudades de passar dias na escola às cabeçadas a um projecto...pois é... é como dizem :"Careful for what you wish...careful for what you say...careful for what you wish you may regret it... careful for what you wish you just might get it!!!" enfim...Não é o projecto em si que me irrita...é o empenhar-me em algo que não avança, é isso que me deixa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107489379174369790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107489379174369790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107489379174369790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107489379174369790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/porcaria-do-projecto.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107474081705240614</id><published>2004-01-22T03:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:58:08.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje vi uma notícia na televisão que me deixou pasmado: duas raparigas que vivem juntas numa casa e que foram corridas de suas casas quando assumiram a sua homossexualidade, uma delas foi mesmo agredida...Tive conhecimento também que durante a entrevista não mostraram a cara porque os patrões eram moralistas e temiam ser despedidas...Estas coisas entristecem-me, cada um tem direito de escolher </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107474081705240614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107474081705240614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107474081705240614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107474081705240614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/hoje-vi-uma-notcia-na-televiso-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107464864625526692</id><published>2004-01-21T01:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porra: é a única palavra que me sai da boca no que respeita ao dia anterior...Bear Spirit Calls To You ~Bear is spirit keeper of the West, the place ofdarkness, maturity and good harvest. Bears areactive during the night and day.  Thissymbolizes its connection with solar energy,that of strength and power, and lunar energy,that of intuition. The bear holds the teachingsof introspection. When it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107464864625526692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107464864625526692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/porra-nica-palavra-que-me-sai-da-boca.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107439179319878973</id><published>2004-01-18T02:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah pois é...o que querem que eu faça??You're a Mystical. You don't fit in in any way andmost people just find you weird, but you are ina group. You are respected by everyone, eventhough you're just really different.  What kind of group person are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107439179319878973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107439179319878973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107439179319878973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107439179319878973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/ah-pois.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107428370736857818</id><published>2004-01-16T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais um...hoje estou a ficar viciado nisto...depois de andar às cabeçadas com um projecto de sistemas digitais e exercícios de matemática aplicada...é do melhor...You are guided by darkness. Chances are you aredepressed, or you just always see things in anegative point of view. You sit back and takeeverything in. You are the gentle giant. Butone day you will snap. (Rate my test) What force is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107428370736857818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107428370736857818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107428370736857818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107428370736857818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/mais-um_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107426266724654042</id><published>2004-01-16T14:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Impressionante...por mais vezes que repita este quizz o resultado é sempre o mesmo...must mean something...whateverProtector The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107426266724654042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107426266724654042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107426266724654042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107426266724654042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/impressionante.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107426130812558892</id><published>2004-01-16T13:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais um dia de projecto e marranço...na escola...quando já não há aulas...mas em casa sei que não faço nada...para desanuviar fiz mais um quizz... e se calhar ainda vou fazer mais...estou mesmo a desatinar com isto...Dark magician. You love the dark because of it'sbeauty and just the life that no-one else sees.Mysterious, calm, quiet... But that doesn'tmean you're not friendly! please rate ^^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107426130812558892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107426130812558892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107426130812558892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107426130812558892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/mais-um-dia-de-projecto-e-marrano.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107388480795989806</id><published>2004-01-12T05:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:00:55.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e os quizzes...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Está engraçado este quizz que fiz...aliás deve ser dos poucos que o resultado tem a ver comigo 100%I am Nothing!Which Enemy of the Christian Church Are You?Take More of Robert &amp; Tim's QuizzesWatch Robert &amp; Tim's Cartoons</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107388480795989806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107388480795989806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107388480795989806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107388480795989806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2004/01/est-engraado-este-quizz-que-fiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107201287871408019</id><published>2003-12-21T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:58:08.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ora bem eu julgava que já não iria escrever no meu espaço pelo menos até 2004,mas hoje li uma notícia que me deixou de boca aberta de espanto,realmente,ao que a paranóia chegou! Li isto hoje no site www.portugaldiario.iol.pt :(Uma página portuguesa na Internet com histórias para crianças atingiu tanto sucesso além fronteiras que as autoridades militares norte-americanas foram investigar que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107201287871408019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107201287871408019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107201287871408019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107201287871408019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/ora-bem-eu-julgava-que-j-no-iria.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107194389259665851</id><published>2003-12-20T18:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.241+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Férias...para fazer o projecto,pois pois...Mas não há-de ser nada, e ao menos não fico lá sozinho a olhar para aquilo,pois há mais colegas do meu curso na mesma situaçã que eu,para ser engenheiro há que aguentar...Deixo aqui esta letra e despeço-me por hoje,se não voltar aqui  neste perídodo desejo a todos os que visitam o meu cantinho um feliz natal e uma entrada em grande no ano de 2004</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107194389259665851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107194389259665851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107194389259665851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107194389259665851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/frias.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107162456218185464</id><published>2003-12-17T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.241+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exactamente como eu suspeitava...realmente estou mais à vontade a Electrónica II que ao resto das cadeiras que me faltam este semestre, pois tive 12,8 na 1ª frequência e a Matemática Aplicada tive 4,8(bela nota...já bati o meu recorde da nota mais baixa nesta cadeira), mas neste curso a maior parte das cadeiras foram feitas por exame...porque hei-de estar surpreendido? O dia hoje foi um bocadinho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107162456218185464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107162456218185464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107162456218185464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107162456218185464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/exactamente-como-eu-suspeitava.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107133760887708997</id><published>2003-12-13T17:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:56:07.241+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finalmente a gripe está quase sarada e o abcesso começou a baixar, já não era sem tempo....Entretanto fui sair um pouco...nunca vi tanta azáfama por causa do natal...e só tinha ido ao AKI para buscar umas coisitas para fazer o presépio de natal...mas não percebo porque é que as pessoas têm de ser consumistas nesta época, é do tipo sentirem-se na obrigação de comprar presentes uns aos outros...eu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107133760887708997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107133760887708997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107133760887708997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107133760887708997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/finalmente-gripe-est-quase-sarada-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107109806438088700</id><published>2003-12-10T23:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:20.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não tenho cá vindo porque uma gripe espetou comigo na cama, e ainda tenho um abcesso,que mais posso eu querer?(é melhor estar calado...),anteontem as coisas estavam mesmo feias e quase tinha de estar atado para parar de tremer...Mas já estou a melhorar...e de qualquer das formas tenho de aproveitar que até ao natal não tenho mais testes...e agora é a altura ideal para atacar o projecto de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107109806438088700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107109806438088700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107109806438088700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107109806438088700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/no-tenho-c-vindo-porque-uma-gripe.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107092734797410857</id><published>2003-12-08T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:20.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem fiz 26 anos,como o tempo passa...o dia foi passado de uma forma bastante original...com uma bruta gripe em cima e ao fim do dia depois de ter soprado as velas,partir o bolo,etc fui directo para a cama cheio de arrepios de frio...hoje fui à consulta no posto médico porque já não podia ouvir a minha mãe, por mim nem metia lá os pés, e receitaram-me uns comprimidos para a febre só...daqui a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107092734797410857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-107072955121772142</id><published>2003-12-06T16:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:20.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje tive uma frequência a electrónica 2 e pelos vistos parece que é a única coisa que estou a "pescar" este semestre...estou tramado!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/107072955121772142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=107072955121772142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107072955121772142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/107072955121772142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/12/hoje-tive-uma-frequncia-electrnica-2-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-106997964712248491</id><published>2003-11-28T00:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:03:41.509+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje deixo apenas a letra de uma canção:IRON MAIDEN - REMEMBER TOMORROWUnchain the colours before my eyes,Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,I shall return from out of fire.Tears for remembrance, and tears for joy,Tears for somebody and this lonely boy.Out in the madness, the all seeing eye,Flickers above us, to light up the sky.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/106997964712248491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=106997964712248491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106997964712248491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106997964712248491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/11/hoje-deixo-apenas-letra-de-uma-cano.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-106970521646575681</id><published>2003-11-24T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:20.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O dia de hoje não foi muito especial...choveu e fez frio...uma coisa pouco vulgar na zona onde vivo...porque quando chove não faz frio ou vice-versa.Tenho dormido muito pouco ultimamente, tenho andado muito pensativo sobre várias situações pessoais...e para quem entrava hoje às 8.30 e sai às 16.30 é  espectacular!já no fim das aulas eu estava a fazer um esforço titânico para manter os olhos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/106970521646575681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=106970521646575681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106970521646575681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106970521646575681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/11/o-dia-de-hoje-no-foi-muito-especial.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-106960840085549707</id><published>2003-11-23T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:04:37.108+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Há dias testemunhei um caso bizarro na sala da internet na minha escola. Eu e um colega fomos fazer uma pesquisa no google de modo a obtermos material para um relatório, mas assim que vamos para escrever no campo de busca, um de nós carrega por engano na tecla 'down' do cursor e aparecem todas as buscas que foram ali feitas, num momento de curiosidade quisemos ver o que o jovem universitário </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/106960840085549707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=106960840085549707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106960840085549707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106960840085549707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/11/h-dias-testemunhei-um-caso-bizarro-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-106953930435931184</id><published>2003-11-22T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:02:55.633+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As pessoas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bem...o dia de hoje foi engraçado...tive um teste de Matemática Aplicada..."A Besta"!Ainda por cima tinha-me esquecido de me inscrever, o que até não foi muito grave porque este ano não fizeram a tal chamada aos inscritos. Quanto ao teste , foi um bico de obra, eu saí dali com uma bruta dor de cabeça, até fiz algumas coisitas...mas vamos lá ver o que sai dali.De volta a casa, fui um bocado </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106953930435931184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106953930435931184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/11/bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117045.post-106953762484594633</id><published>2003-11-22T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:05:10.938+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eis que surgiu do nada o espaço do Sindicato...vamos ver o que vai sair daqui...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/feeds/106953762484594633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117045&amp;postID=106953762484594633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106953762484594633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117045/posts/default/106953762484594633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindicatoips.blogspot.com/2003/11/eis-que-surgiu-do-nada-o-espao-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Templar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00833613902228168754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqAhdmeqOs/TxbZmqO-sqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a-zuEZPkU6w/s220/wolf_poster_bearb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
