@Mizik okay, lie time over, I kinda freaked out. Saw you ping on mindnet, and decided, it's time to run.
That he didn't chase you doesn't mean they aren't hard to run from. The difficulty is in keeping yourself away from them, not just leaving the room itself. That's a nice website.
Wouldn't call it a strategy. Akin to you coming in and spamming bashing combo. If I didn't think you were gonna run or shield I would have just done two more for the win.
Should see it when I melee rush with choke team behind me. Balance slash > hold breath.
It wasn't supposed to kill, it was supposed to rack up a Huge amount of bleed.
Bleeding from multislash isn't huge enough to make it worthwhile for that purpose 1v1, I don't think. The "premature multislash" comment seems to imply that it was meant as a kill shot.
I Infused Ice because I'm willing to bet cold is your lowest resistance, with cutting being by far your highest, followed by Fire. You're more likely to have a Chargeshield or Galvanism than a Frost Spiritshield
It wasn't supposed to kill, it was supposed to rack up a Huge amount of bleed.
Bleeding from multislash isn't huge enough to make it worthwhile for that purpose 1v1, I don't think. The "premature multislash" comment seems to imply that it was meant as a kill shot.
Tirac, riding an ashen peryton, flies up from the ground, carried by a pair of eagle's wings that flare with power. <Tirac> in. Tirac's eyes uncloud as a wunjo rune heals his blindness. Tirac's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune. Tirac's limbs lock up as his eyes meet an inguz rune on a totem. Tirac's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.537 Gyrth ceases to prop up a tall totem pole. Gyrth ceases to wield a runic totem. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.769 Gyrth begins to wield an ornate steel rapier in his left hand. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.774 Gyrth begins to wield an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks in his right hand. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.779 Gyrth's knuckles grow momentarily white as he strengthens his grip. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.783 (Party): Jhui says, "Tirac in." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.791 (Party): Narcos says, "PRONE on Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.795 (Party): Narcos says, "Tirac in." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.797 Tirac awakens with a start. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:15.210 (The Midnight Crew): Iocun says, "Man, I hate how my ship always gets drydocked." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:15.629 (Party): Nemutaur says, "TARGET Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.201 Nemutaur's aura of weapons rebounding disappears. Nemutaur raises his arms above his head, and a strange blue light begins to emanate from between his palms. Nemutaur throws his palms forward, releasing a stream of deadly blue light to cripple Tirac. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.714 (Party): Dunn says, "TARGET Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.960 (Party): Nemutaur says, "CRIPPLED Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:17.210 Nemutaur takes a long drag off his pipe. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19976w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:17.213(-28 Mana, 0.4%) Narcos's aura of weapons rebounding disappears. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.474 (Party): Narcos says, "Impatience on Tirac." --- got aff impatience --- H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.480 Narcos takes a long drag off his pipe. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.485 Darklyre crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.726 (Party): Darklyre says, "Tirac CHOKED." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.975 Dunn appears, a look of love in his eyes. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.227 (Party): Jhui says, "TARGET Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.478 Yiwen reaches out and clenches a fist before Tirac, who screams and doubles over in agony as his skin suddenly bubbles with gangrenous growths. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.611 Your face contorted in a twisted grimace, you clench your fists to crush the life out of Tirac. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. Tirac collapses to the ground, his life snuffed out like a candle. You have slain Tirac. A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Tirac in red light. A goldenseal root falls from Tirac's person. A jet-black falcon falls from Tirac's person. An aurum flake falls from Tirac's person. A goldenseal root falls from Tirac's person. A skullcap flower falls from Tirac's person. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.883 H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.886 A look of extreme focus crosses the face of Tirac. [FOCUSED] --- lost aff impatience --- H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.891 Tirac eats a black cohosh root. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.893 Tirac rubs his hands together greedily. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.950 Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.953 Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.956 Tirac eats a kola nut. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.958 Tirac takes a long drag off his oaken pipe. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.961 [Limb]: Tirac probably applied mass. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.963 Tirac eats a potash crystal. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.966 (Party): You say, "Tirac CHOKED." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.001 Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.007 Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.009 Tirac eats a hawthorn berry. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.202 Tirac eats a hawthorn berry. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.210 Narcos begins to wield a Shield of Absorption in his left hand. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.217 Narcos crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.224 Tirac takes a drink from an elemental ice vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.424 Nemutaur crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.629 Tirac easily vaults onto the back of an ashen peryton. --- lost aff paralyse --- H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.633 (Party): Narcos says, "Choke on Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.636 Eld has been slain by the might of Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.881 (Party): Nemutaur says, "CHOKED Tirac." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.125 Dunn's aura of weapons rebounding disappears. As Dunn draws Waning Fates from its scabbard, he drives the pommel into Tirac's chin. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.132 Dunn takes a long drag off his pipe. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.370 Dunn darts to the flank of Tirac's mount with a rapid dash. Grabbing his ankle from the stirrup, Dunn executes a precise twist, sending him tumbling from the saddle. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.377
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.844 Tirac eats some bayberry bark. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.849 Tirac easily vaults onto the back of an ashen peryton. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.092 Darklyre crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.097 You have recovered equilibrium. (2.537s) H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.422 (Party): Darklyre says, "Tirac CHOKED." H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.426 Rulf takes a drink from a cedarwood vial. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.430 As Dunn draws Waning Fates from its scabbard, he drives the pommel into Tirac's chin. H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.533 Your face contorted in a twisted grimace, you clench your fists to crush the life out of Tirac. Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him. Tirac collapses to the ground, his life snuffed out like a candle. You have slain Tirac.
This was the best part of that raid for me, even though I still died in the end because @Jarrod + lag (though would have died much earlier without @Tirac):
The Anthem shifts, protecting from physical blunt damage.
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A wisp of flame glimmers in mid-air, radiating a massive wave of heat before flickering out. (Party): Xer says, "11/12." (Party): Xer says, "Spark tick in 5 seconds - Summon the spark now!" ---> 21:04:53.490
Xer says in a monotone voice, "Ride Home." You follow Apostle Xer east to A massive gatehouse. You cease your efforts to unleash destruction upon your enemies. ---> 21:04:54.391
High Lord Vadimuses Xanatov says in Mhaldorian, "Gah." High Lord Vadimuses Xanatov says in Mhaldorian, "Go back."
@Jurixe - Nothing more satisfying that seeing the icewall form, hitting snipe one more time out of anger, and the RNG Gods making the arrow hit without aim for the kill.
Then I was a professional and forgot mass gg @Tirac
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
I remember that - that's when I finally highlighted Shadowstrike XD
Also, not a Shaman combat log, not really a combat log, but me fulfilling a contract. Took a while to finally get the proper chance to do it.
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You strain to hold a tall totem pole in an upright position for your enemies to see.
(Party): You say, "Totem PROPPED."
Dontarion mutters words of death and decay, and suddenly the ground breaks open all around as hands of rotting flesh and white bone push out of the ground.
(Party): You say, "Beckon."
Ascending Ivy's Reach.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Deacon Dontarion Dracrotalus, Sartai Nightmare is here, shrouded. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand.
(Party): Dontarion says, "He's gone."
(Party): Dontarion says, "What the hell."
Path off the Oaken Way.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sense of balmy languor blankets the area surrounding a large shrine to Valnurana, composed of four statues supporting a dome of softly sparkling crystal. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby. Light glints off the golden eyes of a black gryphon, his sleekly muscled body shadowed beneath wings of resplendent silver. Shimmering lightly, a magma pangolin waddles about. Scouring the ground for food, a small armadillo noses around. A large barracks is here providing the city's forces with rest and refuge.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sense of balmy languor blankets the area surrounding a large shrine to Valnurana, composed of four statues supporting a dome of softly sparkling crystal. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby. Light glints off the golden eyes of a black gryphon, his sleekly muscled body shadowed beneath wings of resplendent silver. Shimmering lightly, a magma pangolin waddles about. Scouring the ground for food, a small armadillo noses around. A large barracks is here providing the city's forces with rest and refuge. General Jack Moonflair, Mischief's Samurai is here.
You see exits leading west and northwest.
(Party): Dontarion says, "Hes back."
You start to wield a runic totem in your hands.
You strain to hold a tall totem pole in an upright position for your enemies to see.
(Party): You say, "Totem PROPPED."
Jack wanders in, beckoned by the power of the Baalzadeen.
Jack's limbs lock up as his eyes meet an inguz rune on a totem.
========== JACK TRANSFIXED BY NAIRAT! ==========
========== JACK TRANSFIXED BY NAIRAT! ==========
Jack's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
========= JACK IS NOW SLEEPING! =========
You cease to prop up a tall totem pole.
(Party): You say, "Totem DOWN."
You cease to wield a runic totem.
You start to wield a Delosian bastard sword in your hands.
You raise your bastard sword over your head and begin to swing it in a wide circle, gaining speed as you go.
(Dontarion Deadeyes + Behead spam)
A surge of elation rushes through you as you realise that Jack's fate is sealed. With a roar of triumph, you whip your bastard sword at Jack's neck, slicing his head from his shoulders in a veritable fountain of dark red blood.
You have slain Jack.
You have fulfilled the contract on Jack on behalf of Aepas, and have received 1 gold.
Comments
Should see it when I melee rush with choke team behind me. Balance slash > hold breath.
Bleeding from multislash isn't huge enough to make it worthwhile for that purpose 1v1, I don't think. The "premature multislash" comment seems to imply that it was meant as a kill shot.
Results of disembowel testing | Knight limb counter | GMCP AB files
Tirac, riding an ashen peryton, flies up from the ground, carried by a pair of eagle's wings that
flare with power.
<Tirac> in.
Tirac's eyes uncloud as a wunjo rune heals his blindness.
Tirac's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune.
Tirac's limbs lock up as his eyes meet an inguz rune on a totem.
Tirac's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.537
Gyrth ceases to prop up a tall totem pole.
Gyrth ceases to wield a runic totem.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.769
Gyrth begins to wield an ornate steel rapier in his left hand.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.774
Gyrth begins to wield an ornate steel rapier marred with char marks in his right hand.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.779
Gyrth's knuckles grow momentarily white as he strengthens his grip.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.783
(Party): Jhui says, "Tirac in."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.791
(Party): Narcos says, "PRONE on Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.795
(Party): Narcos says, "Tirac in."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:14.797
Tirac awakens with a start.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:15.210
(The Midnight Crew): Iocun says, "Man, I hate how my ship always gets drydocked."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:15.629
(Party): Nemutaur says, "TARGET Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.201
Nemutaur's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
Nemutaur raises his arms above his head, and a strange blue light begins to emanate from between his
palms.
Nemutaur throws his palms forward, releasing a stream of deadly blue light to cripple Tirac.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.714
(Party): Dunn says, "TARGET Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:16.960
(Party): Nemutaur says, "CRIPPLED Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7425 (100%) 19984w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:17.210
Nemutaur takes a long drag off his pipe.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19976w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 80 22:09:17.213(-28 Mana, 0.4%)
Narcos's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.474
(Party): Narcos says, "Impatience on Tirac."
--- got aff impatience ---
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.480
Narcos takes a long drag off his pipe.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.485
Darklyre crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.726
(Party): Darklyre says, "Tirac CHOKED."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:17.975
Dunn appears, a look of love in his eyes.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.227
(Party): Jhui says, "TARGET Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.478
Yiwen reaches out and clenches a fist before Tirac, who screams and doubles over in agony as his
skin suddenly bubbles with gangrenous growths.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.5% ex|cdbkh- 86 22:09:18.611
Your face contorted in a twisted grimace, you clench your fists to crush the life out of Tirac.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
Tirac collapses to the ground, his life snuffed out like a candle.
You have slain Tirac.
A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Tirac in red light.
A goldenseal root falls from Tirac's person.
A jet-black falcon falls from Tirac's person.
An aurum flake falls from Tirac's person.
A goldenseal root falls from Tirac's person.
A skullcap flower falls from Tirac's person.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.883
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.886
A look of extreme focus crosses the face of Tirac.
[FOCUSED]
--- lost aff impatience ---
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.891
Tirac eats a black cohosh root.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.893
Tirac rubs his hands together greedily.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.950
Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.953
Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.956
Tirac eats a kola nut.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.958
Tirac takes a long drag off his oaken pipe.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.961
[Limb]: Tirac probably applied mass.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.963
Tirac eats a potash crystal.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:18.966
(Party): You say, "Tirac CHOKED."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.001
Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.007
Tirac takes a drink from an oaken vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.009
Tirac eats a hawthorn berry.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.202
Tirac eats a hawthorn berry.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.210
Narcos begins to wield a Shield of Absorption in his left hand.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.217
Narcos crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.224
Tirac takes a drink from an elemental ice vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.424
Nemutaur crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.629
Tirac easily vaults onto the back of an ashen peryton.
--- lost aff paralyse ---
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.633
(Party): Narcos says, "Choke on Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.636
Eld has been slain by the might of Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:19.881
(Party): Nemutaur says, "CHOKED Tirac."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.125
Dunn's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
As Dunn draws Waning Fates from its scabbard, he drives the pommel into Tirac's chin.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.132
Dunn takes a long drag off his pipe.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 76 22:09:20.370
Dunn darts to the flank of Tirac's mount with a rapid dash. Grabbing his ankle from the stirrup,
Dunn executes a precise twist, sending him tumbling from the saddle.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.377
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.844
Tirac eats some bayberry bark.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:20.849
Tirac easily vaults onto the back of an ashen peryton.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.092
Darklyre crushes the air with his fists, a contorted grimace dominating his features.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7397 (99%) 19988w, 29980e 56.6% x|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.097
You have recovered equilibrium. (2.537s)
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.422
(Party): Darklyre says, "Tirac CHOKED."
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.426
Rulf takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.430
As Dunn draws Waning Fates from its scabbard, he drives the pommel into Tirac's chin.
H: 7102 (100%), M: 7369 (99%) 19992w, 29980e 56.6% ex|cdbk- 78 22:09:21.533
Your face contorted in a twisted grimace, you clench your fists to crush the life out of Tirac.
Tirac gasps and stumbles as an unseen force crushes the life breath out of him.
Tirac collapses to the ground, his life snuffed out like a candle.
You have slain Tirac.
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A wisp of flame glimmers in mid-air, radiating a massive wave of heat before flickering out.
(Party): Xer says, "11/12."
(Party): Xer says, "Spark tick in 5 seconds - Summon the spark now!"
---> 21:04:53.490
Xer says in a monotone voice, "Ride Home."
You follow Apostle Xer east to A massive gatehouse.
You cease your efforts to unleash destruction upon your enemies.
---> 21:04:54.391
High Lord Vadimuses Xanatov says in Mhaldorian, "Gah."
High Lord Vadimuses Xanatov says in Mhaldorian, "Go back."
edit: Not really a combat log, I guess.
Then I was a professional and forgot mass gg @Tirac
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
You strain to hold a tall totem pole in an upright position for your enemies to see.
(Party): You say, "Totem PROPPED."
Dontarion mutters words of death and decay, and suddenly the ground breaks open all around as hands of rotting flesh and white bone push out of the ground.
(Party): You say, "Beckon."
Ascending Ivy's Reach.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Deacon Dontarion Dracrotalus, Sartai Nightmare is here, shrouded. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand.
(Party): Dontarion says, "He's gone."
(Party): Dontarion says, "What the hell."
Path off the Oaken Way.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sense of balmy languor blankets the area surrounding a large shrine to Valnurana, composed of four statues supporting a dome of softly sparkling crystal. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby. Light glints off the golden eyes of a black gryphon, his sleekly muscled body shadowed beneath wings of resplendent silver. Shimmering lightly, a magma pangolin waddles about. Scouring the ground for food, a small armadillo noses around. A large barracks is here providing the city's forces with rest and refuge.
You see exits leading west and northwest.
(Party): You say, "Totem DOWN."
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1. ) Jack : Hidden or not in the realms
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(Party): You say, "Qqed out."
(Party): You say, "WOW."
(Party): You say, "Get out."
(Party): Dontarion says, "NO."
(Party): Dontarion says, "NO."
(Party): Dontarion says, "NO."
(Party): Dontarion says, "NO."
(Party): Dontarion says, "NO."
Path off the Oaken Way.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sense of balmy languor blankets the area surrounding a large shrine to Valnurana, composed of four statues supporting a dome of softly sparkling crystal. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby. Light glints off the golden eyes of a black gryphon, his sleekly muscled body shadowed beneath wings of resplendent silver. Shimmering lightly, a magma pangolin waddles about. Scouring the ground for food, a small armadillo noses around. A large barracks is here providing the city's forces with rest and refuge. General Jack Moonflair, Mischief's Samurai is here.
You see exits leading west and northwest.
(Party): Dontarion says, "Hes back."
You start to wield a runic totem in your hands.
You strain to hold a tall totem pole in an upright position for your enemies to see.
(Party): You say, "Totem PROPPED."
Jack wanders in, beckoned by the power of the Baalzadeen.
Jack's limbs lock up as his eyes meet an inguz rune on a totem.
========== JACK TRANSFIXED BY NAIRAT! ==========
========== JACK TRANSFIXED BY NAIRAT! ==========
Jack's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
========= JACK IS NOW SLEEPING! =========
You cease to prop up a tall totem pole.
(Party): You say, "Totem DOWN."
You cease to wield a runic totem.
You start to wield a Delosian bastard sword in your hands.
You raise your bastard sword over your head and begin to swing it in a wide circle, gaining speed as you go.
(Dontarion Deadeyes + Behead spam)
A surge of elation rushes through you as you realise that Jack's fate is sealed. With a roar of triumph, you whip your bastard sword at Jack's neck, slicing his head from his shoulders in a veritable fountain of dark red blood.
You have slain Jack.
You have fulfilled the contract on Jack on behalf of Aepas, and have received 1 gold.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important