@Hhaos Aurora did not seem happy about you taunting us there (and the lolol on the ooc clan makes me question your reasoning of coming there), so I see your log, and I raise you...
You bow your head and, in a gesture of righteous indignation, utter a holy curse upon Hhaos's name.
A satisfied smile creeps over your face as Hhaos's head is thrown back, screaming in futile defiance
as sacred flames engulf his body. The holy inferno dies as quickly as it came, leaving behind only a
gruesome, charred reminder of the heretic that once stood there.
You have slain Hhaos.
You lower your head respectfully before the corpse of Hhaos.
You declare a pilgrimage, crossing the land in a single step.
A warmly lit hall.
You mumble incoherently.
You say angrily in a demure, mellifluous voice, "I do not bloody hide."
You offer up the corpse of Hhaos to Aurora, the Lightbringer.
The dryad holds the mistletoe aloft, examining the dark leaves.
A youthful dryad carefully rests a bowl upon the ground, the mixture within infused with a gentle glow.
Taking a deep breath, the dryad steps forward and casually tosses the mistletoe into the bowl. As the dark plant falls, faint motes of emerald light trail in its wake, lingering on as the jagged leaves sink beneath the gleaming mixture.
A youthful dryad ponders for a brief moment, before taking a step forward.
A youthful dryad says, "Now, as you were when we first met..."
A youthful dryad says, "Form a circle around me, if you would?"
[About 30 people forming a circle]
A youthful dryad says, "Ah, devotees of Nature... How selfless you have been..."
A youthful dryad says, "In the aftermath of such destruction, such misery... You persist."
A youthful dryad says, "The true ideals of Nature live within you; a continuous stream of vigour that flows through your very veins."
A youthful dryad smiles softly.
A youthful dryad says, "Through your efforts I was summoned, through your continuous efforts I remain..."
With determined resolve, the dryad carefully steps into the bowl, her feet submerged beneath the dim glow of the mixture.
A youthful dryad says, "... and through your faith, shall you be blessed."
Blinding light surges from where the dryad stands, illuminating the surrounding forest with an eerie effulgence. Great arcs of amber streak from the luminous column and, with a seething eruption of power, encase the shimmering radiance in a solid, glistening shell.
IH: chunk429466 a glistening amber sphere
p chunk: Rich amber, flickering with deposits of blood-red and honeyed gold, curves into a large sphere. A gleaming light suspends within the heart of the translucent resin, obscured by the gem's swirling hues.
With an ear-splitting screech, a deep crack courses across the surface of a glistening sphere of amber.
p chunk: Rich amber, flickering with deposits of blood-red and honeyed gold, curves into a large sphere. A gleaming light suspends within the heart of the translucent mineral, obscured by the gem's swirling hues. A deep crack streaks across the amber, delving into the core. It weighs about 150 pounds.
The block of amber begins to thrum, the deep crack splintering across the surface and fracturing the sphere to the very core. The vibration strengthens, increasing in intensity until, as the sphere begins to quake, the mineral shatters. Thousands of glistening shards surge outward, dissipating into mere trails of glittering dust as they shudder through the air.
The great clouds of dust flicker and twitch, before twisting into writhing tendrils that move with an eerie sentience. Suddenly pluming, the amberous tendrils conjoin, petrifying into the perennial form of Gaia, Goddess of Nature.
[Cue mass kneel spam!]
look Gaia:
She is a radiant immortal, Her statuesque form infused with an august air of wild regality. Across a waxen complexion creep dense clusters of bark and slender veins of hushed, winding green, the alabaster flesh imbued with the evanescent kiss of morning dew. Molten with timeless divinity, eyes of rich, golden amber penetrate an imperturbable visage, outlined by the twilit pollen of wood squill. Thick, autumnal tresses crown Her countenance and twist into a loose knot, the brassy curls tangled with fresh sprigs of flora. Suffused with the essence of Nature, a faint nimbus permeates Her manifestation. She is wearing: a verdurous gown of living moss, a crown of thistles, and a few sprigs of wildflower woven through Her hair
Consumed in the raging conflagration of Deucalion's wrath, naught but ashes remain of Cain.
Consumed in the raging conflagration of Deucalion's wrath, naught but ashes remain of Cain.
The firmament burns with white-hot fire as the pure, baritone voice of Deucalion calls out, "A gift to You, Wildwood Queen, though he's a little charred now. May you reign long over the green and growing things."
Stirring the undergrowth, the hushed cadence of the Wildwood Queen resonates, "My thanks, Lord of the Righteous Fire. Such a gift is welcomed, if not cherished."
Slowly over time I have come to love fortune cookies. This one is the first to make me laugh out loud in a long time.
You pick up a cookie with a slip of paper inside. 8861h, 6381m, 37600e, 29950w cexkdb-eat cookie You break a crunchy cookie in half and pull out a tiny slip of paper from inside. You pop the cookie into your mouth, and only then do you look at the fortune. "Perhaps this is not the best possible time to make a journey to Shallam," you read aloud. 8861h, 6381m, 37630e, 29962w cexkdb-
The agitated baboon grabs hold of the branches of a nearby tree and swings herself up, barking loudly. A moment later, you are showered with a disgusting rain of fresh dung.
You put a cookie in your mouth, whole, and bite the centre. You chew and swallow it before spitting the fortune into your hand and reading aloud, "Lust has destroyed stronger souls than you, just ask Tanris."
le'Me: Okay so I'm standing here with vibes. They're totally going to try and kill me first.
You are jolted violently northeastwards by powers unseen. Tukio stops you from moving that way.
le'Me: see I knew it.
...*a few seconds later* Maybe I should m-
You touch the tattoo and a nearly invisible magical shield forms around you. [Omnipave]: No longer shielding
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:46:527 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-[east - Ayoxele, Xer (2)] 12:56:46:901 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:47:296 The radiant sunlight surrounding Swadryt fades away. 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-[east - Rakon (1)] 12:56:47:712 Swadryt's aura of weapons rebounding disappears. As Swadryt points his quarterstaff at himself, a deluge of sunlight pours forth from its tip. 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:097 A Mhojave falcon hurls itself against your shield in a futile attempt to harm you. 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:507 You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Alyssea. 4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:515 You are jolted violently eastwards by powers unseen.
I will admit I thought that like 3 times in a few raids. But nothing tops poor Cooper's killsteal story when Wyverex came in with a 500 damage dsl for the kill.
I normally don't care too much but like 5 minutes before that Rakon walked me into Hashan defendable, instead of Mhaldor. I was yanked into guards and got the typical 4-5 'owned'/'noob down' tells from random friends which bruised my ego. Also some unintelligible all caps tell from Cooper that I forget.
I normally don't care too much but like 5 minutes before that Rakon walked me into Hashan defendable, instead of Mhaldor. I was yanked into guards and got the typical 4-5 'owned'/'noob down' tells from random friends which bruised my ego. Also some unintelligible all caps tell from Cooper that I forget.
How could you forget?
You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
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You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
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You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
5315h, 6022m, 22760e, 25880w cexkdb-
You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
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You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
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You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "OWNED NOOB OOC."
Ayoxele tells you in Mhaldorian, "Children."
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Ayoxele tells you in Mhaldorian, "Children."
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Ayoxele tells you in Mhaldorian, "Children."
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Ayoxele tells you in Mhaldorian, "Dedication."
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You tell the soul of Ayoxele, "SPEAK ACHAEAN NOOB."
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Ayoxele tells you, "I say go to Hashan rakon takes me to eleusis."
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Ayoxele tells you, "I say go to Hashan rakon takes me to eleusis."
5315h, 6022m, 22760e, 25880w cexkdb-
Ayoxele tells you, "I say go to Hashan rakon takes me to eleusis."
(The Midnight Crew): Delphinus says, "Define 'grew up,' though."
(The Midnight Crew): Mycen says, "He's 18 this year."
(The Midnight Crew): Delphinus says, "I was still a kid, but not like, a grub."
(The Midnight Crew): Delphinus says, "Ah, okay."
(The Midnight Crew): Kaevan says, "... a grub?"
(The Midnight Crew): Melodie says, "Delph was hatched."
(The Midnight Crew): Delphinus says, "Yes. That stage before preteen."
(The Midnight Crew): Zephyros says, "Lol grub."
(The Midnight Crew): Zephyros says, "Delph was a tadpole."
(The Midnight Crew): Kaevan says, "Adolescent?"
(The Midnight Crew): Delphinus says, "Any children below the age of 11 or 12 are slimy worm-
creatures with pinchers for mouths."
So it's rugrat > grub > preteen > tween > teen / emo > young adult > 5 years of emptiness > adult / office pigeon > geriatric / old codger ?
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
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i'm a rebel
Dato, Ramzi, Aldair, Kii, Heinrich, Sanaki, Sable, Kaevan, Marra, Kelli, Taeli, Ariettie, Tesha,
Sophy, Mina, Daslin, Peak, Ghand, Afritt, Kazuya, Tatsutsuki, Rhidan, Darklyre, Kaiu, Xer, Amanu,
Shunsui, Lala, Payne, Luastara, Jack, Anthoon, Iocun, Swadryt, Lacertix, Prysala, Arabeth, Caneloc,
Kresslack, Alaudo, Grandue, Kohilo, Miazma, Gaia, Lilian, Ragazzo, Rom, Jhui, Isis, Texel, Manifest,
Laila, Hanley, Grinidon, Shahai, Melodie, Verily, Zenui, Dunn, Mathonwy, Gwendra, Aeden, Este, Alves,
Twil, Mariya, Alestro, Velyse, Adet, Atla, Shadizar, Noristae, Amranu, Fitz, Shekal, Hong, Ceer,
Kondar, Brekhira, Amunet, Roshana, Reshara, Alaric, Aruha, Gier, Grondson, Razeal, Sheltan, Erikka,
Cooper, Namino, Klochild, Mephaos, Rivalen, Alarke, Amalie, Sanek, Indilwen, Eld, Pansotta, Duval,
Yae, Trevize, Aviette, Suture, Maryn, Tael, Zagron, Rangor, Brundi, Giulia, Dragonseyes, Kybrae,
Xith, Wyverex, Pax, Rispok, Samakhulis, Manix, Lianca, Ecclesias, Xion, Kazu, Lycienne, Voc, Saibel,
Gelendil, Cynlael, Marze, Sohl, Valkyria, Madelyne, Valera, Andrios, Lisara, Jacobi, Torrent, Cain,
Inara.
Plus another 53 whose presence you cannot fully sense.
Well, hello there.
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
A youthful dryad carefully rests a bowl upon the ground, the mixture within infused with a gentle glow.
Taking a deep breath, the dryad steps forward and casually tosses the mistletoe into the bowl. As the dark plant falls, faint motes of emerald light trail in its wake, lingering on as the jagged leaves sink beneath the gleaming mixture.
A youthful dryad ponders for a brief moment, before taking a step forward.
A youthful dryad says, "Now, as you were when we first met..."
A youthful dryad says, "Form a circle around me, if you would?"
[About 30 people forming a circle]
A youthful dryad says, "Ah, devotees of Nature... How selfless you have been..."
A youthful dryad says, "In the aftermath of such destruction, such misery... You persist."
A youthful dryad says, "The true ideals of Nature live within you; a continuous stream of vigour that flows through your very veins."
A youthful dryad smiles softly.
A youthful dryad says, "Through your efforts I was summoned, through your continuous efforts I remain..."
With determined resolve, the dryad carefully steps into the bowl, her feet submerged beneath the dim glow of the mixture.
A youthful dryad says, "... and through your faith, shall you be blessed."
Blinding light surges from where the dryad stands, illuminating the surrounding forest with an eerie effulgence. Great arcs of amber streak from the luminous column and, with a seething eruption of power, encase the shimmering radiance in a solid, glistening shell.
IH:
chunk429466 a glistening amber sphere
p chunk:
Rich amber, flickering with deposits of blood-red and honeyed gold, curves into a large sphere. A gleaming light suspends within the heart of the translucent resin, obscured by the gem's swirling hues.
With an ear-splitting screech, a deep crack courses across the surface of a glistening sphere of amber.
p chunk:
Rich amber, flickering with deposits of blood-red and honeyed gold, curves into a large sphere. A gleaming light suspends within the heart of the translucent mineral, obscured by the gem's swirling hues. A deep crack streaks across the amber, delving into the core.
It weighs about 150 pounds.
The block of amber begins to thrum, the deep crack splintering across the surface and fracturing the sphere to the very core. The vibration strengthens, increasing in intensity until, as the sphere begins to quake, the mineral shatters. Thousands of glistening shards surge outward, dissipating into mere trails of glittering dust as they shudder through the air.
The great clouds of dust flicker and twitch, before twisting into writhing tendrils that move with an eerie sentience. Suddenly pluming, the amberous tendrils conjoin, petrifying into the perennial form of Gaia, Goddess of Nature.
[Cue mass kneel spam!]
look Gaia:
She is a radiant immortal, Her statuesque form infused with an august air of wild regality. Across a waxen complexion creep dense clusters of bark and slender veins of hushed, winding green, the alabaster flesh imbued with the evanescent kiss of morning dew. Molten with timeless divinity, eyes
of rich, golden amber penetrate an imperturbable visage, outlined by the twilit pollen of wood squill. Thick, autumnal tresses crown Her countenance and twist into a loose knot, the brassy curls tangled with fresh sprigs of flora. Suffused with the essence of Nature, a faint nimbus permeates Her manifestation.
She is wearing:
a verdurous gown of living moss,
a crown of thistles, and
a few sprigs of wildflower woven through Her hair
Consumed in the raging conflagration of Deucalion's wrath, naught but ashes remain of Cain.
Consumed in the raging conflagration of Deucalion's wrath, naught but ashes remain of Cain.
The firmament burns with white-hot fire as the pure, baritone voice of Deucalion calls out, "A gift to You, Wildwood Queen, though he's a little charred now. May you reign long over the green and growing things."
Stirring the undergrowth, the hushed cadence of the Wildwood Queen resonates, "My thanks, Lord of the Righteous Fire. Such a gift is welcomed, if not cherished."
/fan
//<3 Lord Deucalion
Sartan, the Malevolent (male Immortal).
He is unranked in Achaea.
He was born before time was counted.
(Exciting times, good luck to Eleusis!)
You pick up a cookie with a slip of paper inside.
8861h, 6381m, 37600e, 29950w cexkdb-eat cookie
You break a crunchy cookie in half and pull out a tiny slip of paper from inside. You pop the cookie
into your mouth, and only then do you look at the fortune. "Perhaps this is not the best possible
time to make a journey to Shallam," you read aloud.
8861h, 6381m, 37630e, 29962w cexkdb-
Oh fortune cookie! You're a dick!
loudly. A moment later, you are showered with a disgusting rain of fresh dung.
Welcome to New Hope.
You are jolted violently northeastwards by powers unseen.
Tukio stops you from moving that way.
le'Me: see I knew it.
...*a few seconds later* Maybe I should m-
You touch the tattoo and a nearly invisible magical shield forms around you.
[Omnipave]: No longer shielding
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:46:527
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-[east - Ayoxele, Xer (2)]
12:56:46:901
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:47:296
The radiant sunlight surrounding Swadryt fades away.
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-[east - Rakon (1)]
12:56:47:712
Swadryt's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
As Swadryt points his quarterstaff at himself, a deluge of sunlight pours forth
from its tip.
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:097
A Mhojave falcon hurls itself against your shield in a futile attempt to harm
you.
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:507
You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Alyssea.
4288h, 3914m, 19426e, 18446w cxkdb-12:56:48:515
You are jolted violently eastwards by powers unseen.
OH SHI-
You have been slain by Rakon.
Rakon stop taking my damn kills
i'm a rebel
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Next time you die.