It's been a while. The current version I use looks like this:
 

I simply turned the background red if they are highlighted. I never got to draw new pictures for the buttons...

If anyone is interested, just tell me. I am too lazy to upload the files at the moment

The Dermorian abruptly turned his head around. He carefully scanned the direction where he had heard the sound of breaking branches. The two Ylians turned to that direction as well, even though they rather instinctively felt than heard the sound and trusted the ears of their companion. “That wasn't an animal”, mumbled the Dermorian and walked in that direction, carefully, trying not to make a sound. The other two followed him. After a while he stopped and motioned them to look around and search for anything suspicious. They nodded slightly and went off to do as asked. Lelleniel liked to work with those brothers. They were skilled enough to follow his instructions quickly without doing mayor mistakes. That was one of the reasons why he always tried to take them with him on scoutings. And that was advantageous. They nearly didn't need any words to communicate. He smiled slightly and went off to search as well. He carefully scanned his surroundings, looking for anything out of place. But he saw nothing special. Suddenly the sound of a click with a tongue reached his ears. One of the brothers seems to have found something. He carefully walked to the sound, still scanning for enemies. But it didn't seem to be a trap. He heard the small sound of a stream before he reached the Ylian. Both were excited. He knew it just by looking at them. They tried to look through the copses. Blend smiled at him, as he noticed him and pointed at a copse. So he found it. Lelleniel nodded at him and stepped closer to the copse to take a look. He had difficulties trying to hide his surprise. There was an Enkidukai lying in there. The marks were that of an Akkaio. He smiled pleased and kicked the Enki slightly. There was no reaction. He frowns and kicked again, this time harder. A slight wince was the answer. So that Akkaio was still alive. He stepped back and instructed the younger brother to take the find with him. He turned around and followed a small animal path. He heard a small surprised sound behind him, but didn't turn around. He would know fast enough what surprised Tedlin so much to make a sound. They had to go back now. He led them over different animal paths to a lighter part of the woods. There he left them and walked, making detours to a glade. A stream parted it and stored some water in a little pond before continuing its way Was that the same stream as the one they found the Enkidukai at? They had to be more careful then. He waited till the other reached him and walked over to the three small houses. They were plain houses. Only made of wood, already bended and had been repaired a few times already. The hunters used to come here cycle for cycle when the hunting season started. But that was in the past. Before the vendetta started. Lelleniel got sad as he remembered that. Those times had been good times. The fight is already continuing for around thirty cycles now. No one knew exactly why it started. The only thing everyone was sure about, was that this vendetta wouldn't end, before one of the groups surrendered or were destroyed. And none of them would surrender. Not anymore. They reached the first house and were welcomed by an Nolthridir woman. “Where are the other?”, greeted Lelleniel her. She bowed respectfully. “Hunting.” Lelleniel nodded and stepped in. Blend and Tedlin followed him. The woman looked at the Enki and screamed in surprise. Lelleniel looked at her strictly. She shrugged and said: “That is a girl.” Tedlin dropped the Fenki on one of the furs, which covered the ground. The elf stepped beside him and looked at her. He noticed her damaged and dirty clothes, which could have been normal trousers and shirt before. Now their color couldn't be defined anymore. Dirt and blood made it impossible. She was small. It was not possible to guess her age. But she had already reached the beginning of adulthood. How could he have missed her feminine curves before? She had scratches all over her body. Were the other group that desperate to use girls and even in that condition? The wounds looked natural. But it was possible that they were intentionally made. He turned away. “Bind her.” He grabbed a chair and pulled it close to the fire. There he took off his boots and put them close to it to dry. He stretched his wet feet to warm them.

With the warmth slowly drying her fur, her survival instinct came back. Jilata moved a bit and noticed something stopping her movement. She growled lowly, displeased, because someone took her freedom and opened her eyes. She was in an unknown room. It seemed to have only practical use. A few furs marked the sleeping place. Two Ylians sat at a table with some wooden chairs around and looked at her not really friendly. They looked a bit like each other. They were probably brothers. She kept looking around and saw a Dermorian sitting in front of a fire. He turned his head and starred at her. Sad and hating at the same time. She would have been probably better off if she still had been alone in the woods. She groaned lowly as this thought led her to remember why she had been there. It wasn't important that she was here now. In a house full with strangers, looking at her as if they would hate her. To forget. Why can't she forget? She closed her eyes and slowly went back to sleep. To forget. She only wanted to forget.

Lelleniel sighed slightly as the Fenki closed her eyes again. He turned his gaze back to the fire. He had some concerns earlier. But those indifferent, dead eyes. He knew them too well. His face hardened. Nejale's eyes had been looking like them as she suddenly stood before him in a battle. He thought that she had been dead. Burned in the house they used to live in. He had lost the sight of her during the fight. And as he found her again, she had been too wounded to save. But even then she didn't recognize him. She had drawn a knife, wounding his leg. He shook his head to to get rid of the past and concentrate on the present.

aww... poor Jilata is going to be heartbroken again 

I hope I will see you again soon. 

I am playing for around 2 month now and I have to say the newspaper Raikana made was really good. And I still like it. And I don't get it why someone would ask OOC not to be in the news. Well your reputation might drop a bit when the other reads it and it wasn't something good. But see it like this. This is the chance for some more interesting RP....

Really I don't get why there are even people complaining about that. Yeah it might happen that I get drunk and destroy the tavern or something worse. And it might happen that it is in the next newspaper and people start talking about it. But that is life.. and I think this is what makes PS more realistic. There aren't people who don't have any fault in real live as well..

And one more thing. The news helped me especially in the beginning to get started. Because you get to know the most important things which happened. Things the people talk about. But when you don't know anyone, you can't really get to know those events. Well I am not sure how to explain it properly but maybe you get what I mean...

@Raikana I don't want to see you leave. If there is anything I could do for you, just tell me.

Jilata

Chat box with buttons at the left side

I like it this way even better. Still some buttons need a new image, cause it is hard to tell if they are highlighted or not.

Here is the current version:

http://www.mediafire.com/?7w73wbvfavlocus
http://www.mediafire.com/?bdcwsovaorxx2cz

Just copy them in installation_file_path\data\gui

No they change the colour. Or to be more exact: When there is a new post or when they are selected they look like the selected buttons of the eleves main menu. If they are not selected they have that grey look