Roleplay Logs!

Vayne

@Illyose is a boon to Hashan, truth.

Hhaos

Vayne said:

@Illyose is a boon to Hashan, truth.

I love the kid so much, he's forcing awesome rp on me, I just wish a lot of the things we've done so far have been logged, much love @Illyose, making me a better roleplayer every day.

Valden

The moment I was about to leave Hashan because I couldn't engage with people and develop character through RP, @Illyose comes along and blindsides me with a RP bat to the head.

Tanaar

How much for an RP bat? I'd definitely shell out for one of those.

Hhaos

Tanaar said:

How much for an RP bat? I'd definitely shell out for one of those.

Join Hashan, TELL ILLYOSE GREETINGS DISCIPLE ILLYOSE, bat comes free!

Tanaar

Alternatively, stay Targossian and TELL ILLYOSE GREETINGS, UNWASHED HERETIC. HAVE YOU ACCEPTED DEUCALION AS YOUR PERSONAL SAVIOUR YET?

Kyrra

Is that why everyone raids from rivers and streams these days?

Valden

Kyrra said:

Is that why everyone raids from rivers and streams these days?

Because someone forgot that I can't prop totems in water, also we half drown ourselves to avoid getting beckoned.

Kyrra

Valden said:

Kyrra said:

Is that why everyone raids from rivers and streams these days?

Because someone forgot that I can't prop totems in water, also we half drown ourselves to avoid getting beckoned.


Oh.. So it's not a communal bath to avoid hygiene issues

Vayne

Kyrra said:

Kyrra said:

Is that why everyone raids from rivers and streams these days?

Because someone forgot that I can't prop totems in water, also we half drown ourselves to avoid getting beckoned.

Oh.. So it's not a communal bath to avoid hygiene issues

Baptismal pool, obviously.

Illyose

Tanaar said:

Alternatively, stay Targossian and TELL ILLYOSE GREETINGS, UNWASHED HERETIC. HAVE YOU ACCEPTED DEUCALION AS YOUR PERSONAL SAVIOUR YET?

True fact! Working on my rebuttals for why you are so misguided. And my fur is always well groomed! You all can thank @Tesha for driving me towards finding a way to say you're wrong other than "Rawr don't bad mouth the Senescal!" that Convo Tesha

Vayne

Illyose said:

Alternatively, stay Targossian and TELL ILLYOSE GREETINGS, UNWASHED HERETIC. HAVE YOU ACCEPTED DEUCALION AS YOUR PERSONAL SAVIOUR YET?

True fact! Working on my rebuttals for why you are so misguided. And my fur is always well groomed! You all can thank @Tesha for driving me towards finding a way to say you're wrong other than "Rawr don't bad mouth the Senescal!" that Convo Tesha

Gotcha covered Bro:
Tell Tesha The Seneschal is handsome and debonaire, and anything bad you say about him is stupid and wrong, and you should feel bad about yourself for even thinking it.

But seriously, the conflicted Illyose that came to Vayne was probably one of the most realistic(and unexpected) situations Vayne has been put in, and it really had an impact on him!

Tesha

I should have just given Illyose a link to Aurora's painting. That would have been a better conversion attempt than any conversation.

Kakotas

*This one joined just as shallam fell and has been waiting almost 2 rl months just for a novice graduation. We finally got enough together to do something about it. (This is post test) It's not much but it is a ceremony that is quite close to the original and at least makes a novice feel special when they are having to wait such long times.

Kakotas carefully sizes up Lukaus from head to toe inspecting his fitness for duty within the legion.

Kakotas looks Lukaus in the eyes with a soul piercing gaze.

You say with a southern dwarven accent, "It is fitting that such a ceremony would take place here. In the Halls of Valour those who stand against darkness, chaos, and evil would be welcomed. And as
you have acquited yourself well at this I judge you worthy to take the oath and join the Legion more formally."

Elysian chapel.
 Squire Jinna, Protege of Lady Ferrous is here. She wields a shining steel longsword in each hand.
Page Lukaus Percussor, Protege of Sir Synbios is here. His face is partially concealed beneath a
raised hood. He wields a shining steel longsword in each hand. Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity
is here. The Green Dragon Ferrous' imposing form looms.
You see a single exit leading south.

Lukaus bows his head reverently.

Synbios raises his head, as though from a trance.

Kakotas nods his head at Sir Synbios.

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "Page, hear my words and repeat this oath after me. Are
you ready?"

Lukaus nods his head emphatically.

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I do swear to wholly believe and support the teachings
of the Templar Legion. If any concern arises as to the validity of the teachings, I shall work to
address the problem in a respectful and productive manner with what is in the best interests of Good,
 Light and Order as my primary concern."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I do swear to wholly believe and support the teachings
of the Templar Legion. If any concern arises as to the validity of the teachings, I shall work to
address the problem in a respectful and productive manner with what is in the best interests of Good,
 Light, and Order as my primary concern."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I shall uphold the teachings of the Edica in my every
word, thought and deed. If I falter, I shall willingly submit to whatever punishment is warranted
for the action and I understand this may include expulsion from the Legion even enemying or
excommunication.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I shall uphold the teachings of the Edica in my every
word, thought, and deed. If I falter, I shall willingly submit to whatever punishment is warrented
for the action and I understand this may include expulsion from the Legion even enemying or
excommunication."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I swear to dedicate myself fully to the Light and shall
willingly take on whatever task is necessary to further the goals of the Legion for Good and for
creation.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I swear to dedicate myself fully to the Light and shall
willingly take on whatever task is necessary to further the goals of the Legion, for Good, and for
Creation."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I shall defend the Templar Legion from those who would
malign its name, or seek to harm it in any way.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I shall defend the Templar Legion from those who would
malign its name, or seek to harm it in any way."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I shall not misrepresent the position of the Legion
either in my personal dealings or in any public forum."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I shall not misrepresent the potition of the Legion
either in my personal dealings or in any public forum."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I understand and agree that Chaos, Evil, and Darkness
are forces that are dangerous and as a Knight in training I must work against these forces and never
grow lax in my vigilance against their machinations."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I understand that Chaos, Evil, and Darkness are forces
that are dangerous and as a Knight in training I must work against these three forces and never grow
lax in my vigilance against their machinations."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I swear this with a clear mind and full understanding
that I will be held to these words.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I swear this with a clear mind and full understanding
that I will be held to these words."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I swear to dedicate myself fully to the Light and shall
willingly take on whatever task is necessary to further the goals of the Legion, for Good, and for
Creation."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I shall defend the Templar Legion from those who would
malign its name, or seek to harm it in any way.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I shall defend the Templar Legion from those who would
malign its name, or seek to harm it in any way."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I shall not misrepresent the position of the Legion
either in my personal dealings or in any public forum."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I shall not misrepresent the potition of the Legion
either in my personal dealings or in any public forum."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I understand and agree that Chaos, Evil, and Darkness
are forces that are dangerous and as a Knight in training I must work against these forces and never
grow lax in my vigilance against their machinations."

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I understand that Chaos, Evil, and Darkness are forces
that are dangerous and as a Knight in training I must work against these three forces and never grow
lax in my vigilance against their machinations."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "I swear this with a clear mind and full understanding
that I will be held to these words.""

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "I swear this with a clear mind and full understanding
that I will be held to these words."

Synbios nods at Lukaus.

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says grimly, "Lukaus, you have presented yourself here today,
passionate, idealistic, hopeful, and determined. You have impressed me with your thoughtfulness and
your willingness to serve and I have faith that you will do your best to live up to all that is
right, good, and true. Therefore by the power vested in me as a Knight of the Templars, I find you
worthy."

Ferrous swings her arm up and high fives Lukaus enthusiastically.

Lukaus's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Synbios shakes Lukaus's hand firmly.

Jinna beams broadly at Lukaus.

You say with a southern dwarven accent, "As a symbol of this your mentor has a new glove for you."

Lukaus gives Synbios a respectful salute.

Synbios gives a leather falconry glove to Lukaus.

You say with a southern dwarven accent, "We shall deal with your rank as soon as we are able to."

Lukaus nods his head emphatically.

It is now the 4th of Aeguary, 619 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.

Lukaus says with a faint accent, "Thank you."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "As a Chevalier, you now have earned the right to summon your ally in combat, the falcon."

Sir Synbios Hagane, Blade Singularity says, "Come."

You nod your head emphatically.

(Templar Legion): Kakotas says, "Everyone please congratulate Lukaus on his field promotion to Chevalier."

Illyose

You follow Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan in to Ground Floor of Black Rose Keep.

Hhaos closes the door leading out.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "It seems I will be sleeping for a bit of time."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "It may be a decade or longer until I'm awake."

You crease your brow in a frown.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "That is a long time Da."

Hhaos takes an ornate steel rapier from a bag of stasis.

Hhaos's eyes gleam with generosity.

Hhaos gives an ornate steel rapier to you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Use that for hunting."

Illyose eyes widen in surprise as he takes the blade from you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "There is no other rapier like it."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Wield it with pride."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "I had plans for it but it seems they will not come to fruition."

Hhaos's face twists into a sad half smile.

 Illyose nods solemnly, eyes wide in disbelief while his lips have a soft frown.

You ask with a substantially lilting accent, "You will come back though wont you?"

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "I will be back."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Though I cannot tell you when for sure."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "Such is how fate weaves some times."

Hhaos nods his head at you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Indeed."

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "Then I will uphold the family name in your abscence."

You begin to wield an ornate steel rapier in your left hand.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "You had best, I am entrusting you with a lot."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "But I am sure you will not disappoint."

 Illyose swallows thickly, and stands straighter.

Illyose his tail flicks emotionally, his eyes shining with pride and sorrow.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "I wont let you down Da."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Good."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Now do an old man proud."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Come on one last hunt with me."

Illyose takes the time to sketch the three runes needed for empowerment Lagul, Lagua, and Laguz.

With the tip of an ornate steel rapier's blade, you lightly inscribe a circle upon the ground around where you stand, turning slowly as you do so. Hands firmly clasped one over the other on the hilt, you raise the blade high above the centre of the circle, fixing your gaze and your concentration on the runes sketched upon it.

When you feel that your concentration is perfect and complete, in a fluid motion you bend down on one knee and drive your weapon's blade straight down into the earth. The circle inscribed around you blazes into white flames, echoed by the brilliant glow of the runes upon your weapon as the powers of the earth course through the blade and through you.

As the flames fade, you slowly rise to your feet and see your runeblade aglow, its empowerment complete.

The blazing light of the sun passes briefly behind the triune rings of Achaea, speckling the sky first in obsidian, then silver, then pearly white.

Hhaos's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

 Illyose flourishes the blade proudly, spinning it about himself. His tail and eyes display his wonderment at the power behind the blade.

 Illyose after a moment, he turns to Hhaos, planting the blade in the earth again and kneeling before him.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "I swear on your blade, our name, and the black rose of the Thorngages, that the Crown will stay safe while you are away, and that I will do all in my power to see the Lotus flourish."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Knight of Hashan says, "Very well then, I leave it your more then capable hands, my only regret is not being here to see it with mine own eyes."

Hhaos places his hand on your shoulder and nods his head in acceptance.

 Illyose stands, drawing the blade before him and resting his hands on it's hilt.

So much love for Hashan, my Text family, and the massive amount of RP going on. Come back soon @hhaos

Garao

I'll cry if you waste that rapier >.<

Hhaos

Garao said:

I'll cry if you waste that rapier >.<

>.< it wasn't my OMFG fast one, it was my "no that's a scimitar there's no way in - WTF HOW IS THIS A RAPIER?" rapier

Illyose

Hhaos arrives from the southwest.

You bow respectfully to Hhaos.

Hhaos crosses his blades across his chest, turns to face you and bows deeply at the waist.

Valden gives Hhaos a respectful salute.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Illyose, my son."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "Yes Da."

Hhaos ponders an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks with a contemplative expression.

Arcturus arrives from the southwest.

Arcturus twiddles his thumbs.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "This sword has served me well, for night going on two decades."

Drawing his blade across his mouth, Hhaos licks the blood from the edge of his razor sharp blade as a glint of hubris flashes in his foggy eyes and a half smirk crosses his lips.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "This blade, helped compile the armour I bound with my death magicks when I was not much older then you are now."

 Illyose nods, his eyes widening in comprehension of the magnitude of that task.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "It has slain raiders, defended our home, and defended my own personal honour, since before your birth."

Hhaos sucks in a deep breath, a sad smile crossing his face.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "It has been used, abused, sharpened, honed, dulled, and sharpened again, countless times."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "I fear, it is near the end of its 

usefulness, and I cannot see it through to the end of its services to me."

With a sibilant 'shhhiiiinnngggt!', Hhaos smoothly sheathes an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks.

Hhaos removes a sleek bloodsteel scabbard hung from a spiked chain belt.

Hhaos holds the scabbard holding the old, faithful blade that made the Black Rose Knight, out 

towards you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Take it, wield it wisely, use it until you can no longer draw upon it no longer."

Accepting the sheathe reverantly Illyose's eyes widen at Hhaos's gift.

 Illyose looks down at the sheathe, measuring himself against the great weight and 

power of the blade.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "I would have it stay in this family for the end of its days. I forged this blade with mine own hands. My sweat and blood have become almost as one with the blade."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Wield it well."

Hhaos gives a sleek bloodsteel scabbard hung from a spiked chain belt to you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Aftering being with me for so long, do not expect it to show its own true potential to you at once."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Treat it with pride, look after the edge, and it will serve you well for several more years."

Illyose nods a little numbly, seemingly overwhelmed with the responsability, and sudden very real object of his families legacy.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "I.... I will not fail you Da."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "That blade, I made here at this very forge in which you yourself toil."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Examine it, learn its curves, the way the steel folds, the balance forward design."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "One day I expect such a blade to come from your own hands and serve you just as well."

Illyose nods his head firmly.

You take an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks from a sleek bloodsteel scabbard hung from a spiked chain belt.

 Illyose looks over the blade carefully, noting the exquisit craftsmanship. He wraps his hand around the hilt, before crying out in agony.

The blade clattering to the floor Illyose recoils, dark energy lashing from his palm and slamming him back against the wall.

Keeping his feet Illyose pants eyes still locked on the fallen blade, the whole of it glowing with dark runes.

The corners of Hhaos's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "And you... you wield this..."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says to you, "I do believe I warned you, it had a mind of its own."

Illyose takes a step forward, his leg almost giving out under neath him. Frowning 

he continues forward, footing shakey until he returns to the blade. Carefully, he lifts it, and 

returns it to the scabbard, wrapping the chain carefully over the hilt securing it tightly.

You put an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks into a sleek bloodsteel scabbard hung from a spiked chain belt.

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "I will have to work hard to be worthy of such a blade."

You say with a substantially lilting accent, "It will rest by Thunderous Phantoms in my home until such time as I am."

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Very good."

Hhaos flashes you a joyous smile.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "Now..."

You nod your head emphatically.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "As for Disciple Valden..."

Valden tilts his head curiously at Hhaos.

Hhaos turns to examine Valden with his cold eyes.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says to Valden, "You had best keep a good eye on this one."

Hhaos points accusingly at you.

Grand Master Hhaos Thorngage, Lunar Knight of Hashan says, "He is my own flesh and blood, should be slip I expect you to put him into place as if I myself were here."

Valden says in a smooth, velvety voice, "Easier Sir, now that he cannot evade me."

Illyose attempts to stiffle his chuckles, with little success.

Hhaos nods his head at Valden.

Valden moves in to engage you.

You ponder the situation.

@Hhaos and @Valden, for awesome knightly rp. Cause.... damn it family leaving! 

Tahquil

And now for something completely different :

Hand over foot, the sniffling figure of Tahquil clambors out of the cupola to sit on the edging, facing the southwest, her back to the ocean as she gazes bleary-eyes from under her hood.

You pick up a Siroccian fighting kitten.

Tahquil sniffles again as she pulls her legs closer to herself as she cuddles a Sirrocian kitten to her chest, albeit somewhat to hard judging by the yallowing object voiced from the animal.

The yallowing eventually seems to gain Tahquil's attention as she pulls the kitten away from her chest. After a brief moment of narrow-eyed study she snaps the complaining animal's neck and proceeds to cuddle the limp body to her chest.

Melodie

I don't even.

What.

I am sorry, despite quality of roleplay, I simply cannot like it on principle.

Tanaar

That suggests a really, deeply screwed up personality from Tahquil.

Love it.

(This approval in no way condones or promotes the murder of actual kittens. Unless they're my girlfriend's cat, who scratched me almost four weeks ago, and the three inch laceration hasn't faded yet. Oh, fine. Not even then.)

Tvistor

Flashback to all those kittens being fed to piranhas. Oh god.

Mael

Just got to participate in a little event in Tomacula! Lisbethae, Melodie and I (and some others!) got to have a little bit of fun running around the village and Savannah helping out the villagers. Enjoy!

http://pastebin.com/UWnDkSQH

p.s. thanks to whoever had Shote approach me! I haven't had fun like that in a while.

Melodie

That was utterly random and very fun. It's nice to enjoy some of the more lighthearted side of roleplay, after so much of the serious bits lately.

Aepas

All my RP is underhanded and dirty. People don't like being seen with a mhaldorian, or discussing Mhaldorian culture or beliefs. They assume I am just converting everything, or they are being subject to conversion. It's not always true.. but for those that read this, thanks for all the RP! you know who you lot are.

Halos

The Vizierial Chamber.

A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Broad desks of clear glass are positioned to form a circle in this chamber, serving as a workspace for the viziers of the Citadel. Piles of paper are amassed on some surfaces with weapons and strategy maps on others. Parchment lines the walls of this crystal office, set out in neat rows for inspection and use of its inhabitants. Several lanterns are suspended by silver chains from the roof, casting a constantly moving light around the room. A small, polished gold plaque is mounted upon the wall here. A bronze floor brazier stands here, with a rich golden haze pouring forth from within. A young acolyte stands here in a white cloak, the cowl draped to cover most of his face. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Three narrow pegs keep five colourful wooden rings in neat stacks upon a polished oak base. A miniature mouse statuette stands poised as if to flee. A wicker basket is here. A bronze-plated cabinet is here. There are 5 tables here.  You may ENTER SUBDIVISION from here.

You see exits leading southeast and south.

The air resounds with the sinister crackle of long, low thunder, its bass notes resounding from the slopes of the Pillars of Heaven.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra sighs deeply.

You nod your head at an acolyte of the Te'Serra.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "I'm sorry Father, I didn't mean to disrupt your meditations."

You shake your head.

You ask with an eastern accent, "How are you holding up?"

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "I wonder what will become of me? Of us?"

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "I am afraid."

You say chidingly with an eastern accent, "Fear is a necessary precursor to valour, acolyte."

You say with an eastern accent, "When the time comes we will fight, and defend what is holy … until the last.

You say with an eastern accent, "I do not know if you will fight with us."

You have emoted: Halos tilts his head to one side expectantly.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "I'm not much good with a weapon, but I will do what I can."

You have emoted: Halos smiles gently.

You say with an eastern accent, "You have served Them for a long time."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "And now They are all gone. I never thought I'd outlive the Gods, Father."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra exclaims, "It's not the sort of thing they teach us about!"

You pause a moment to gather your thoughts.

You say with an eastern accent, "Nor I."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "I know all of these blessings and prayers... but I guess they are not worth reciting when there is no one to listen for them."

Dark, oppressive clouds swirl in the skies above, occluding the lights of the firmament and casting gloom across the earth.

Xorot arrives from the south.

Xorot taps the border of his hood with the tip of his bow, making a short nod as sign of greeting.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra bows respectfully to Xorot.

You nod your head at Xorot.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "And months of these terrible storms."

Xorot leaves to the south.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "Could this be the end, Father? If it is I will accept it..."

You ask with an eastern accent, "If it is the end, then we have nothing to lose, do we?"

Halos

Xorot arrives from the south.

Xorot nods his head emphatically.

You ask with an eastern accent, "Does the power of Devotion yet still thrum within your soul?"

Xorani Xorot says with a Xorani accent, "Only forgot to set the silver price."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "Yes, it does."

You ask with an eastern accent, "And Spirit still respond to your call?"

An acolyte of the Te'Serra nods.

You have emoted: Halos nods.

You say with an eastern accent, "The great Light which was within Them..."

You say with an eastern accent, "... it is also within us."

You say with an eastern accent, "In all of us."

You crease your brow in a frown.

You say with an eastern accent, "I believe it is this which we must grasp and rely on."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "Teach people to believe in themselves just as they did the Gods."

You say with an eastern accent, "Yes, you have it precisely."

An acolyte of the Te'Serra says, "Thank you, Father."

You say quietly with an eastern accent, "Until another comes..."

The earth shakes with an all-consuming crash of thunder, dwarfing mundane sounds for

a brief moment in its tide of supernatural fury.

An acolyte of the Te'Serra exhales slowly.

You murmur softly to yourself.

I forgot about this guy. I have no idea if he was actually still in the Citadel when it was destroyed.

I'm a horrible person. :-< 

EDIT: font change.  

Melodie

All of the roleplay from Shallam right about then just breaks my heart. Hope he got out okay.

Talonia

In a world where everyone's default roleplay in reaction to adversity is bravado, it is very refreshing to see that kind of uncertainty and fear playing out and influencing these characters. Many of the logs I've seen from around the fall of Shallam are excellent because they begin to chart this rarely-explored territory. 

Aepas

Actually they are just suffering. Hail Apollyon.

But really, I think it is a great change of pace and props to everyone that sticks through it.