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  • VayneVayne Rhode Island
    Spring Lane. (New Thera)
    A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. Some graffiti has been scrawled here. It reads, "Hashan, the only place in the world that makes fart smell good." Balancing on the balls of his feet, a little Theran boy is here, wielding a beautiful practice rapier.

    Spring Lane. (New Thera)
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Some graffiti has been scrawled here. It reads, "Hashan, destroying forests since birth."

    Town centre of New Thera. (New Thera)
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Some graffiti has been scrawled here. It reads, "Hashan touched my puppy." Awash in a constant array of blossom petals, an amber-gold metal and marble statue of Ariel, the former mayor of Thera, sits here. A marble fountain sculpted into a lifelike blossom tree within a basin sits at the centrepoint of the plaza. A small wooden lottery box stands here. There are 2 burly Theran guards here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.  You may ENTER the WILDERNESS map from here.

    LOL Hashan
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  • 5k says it was Bonko.
  • edited February 2013
    No, I can guess who. Starts with a K and rhymes with why. Either that or rhymes with hay.
  • JurixeJurixe Where you least expect it
    edited February 2013
    Mhaldor Road.
    --- Area 121: Mhaldor -------
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             [S]-[@]-[S]
                                 
                 [+]
                                 
             [ ]-[^]-[ ]
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    --- Mhaldor Road - 0:-5:1 ---
    A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. Twisting sharply as it 
    ascends the mountainside, the desolate road moves along the edge of a steep ravine carved into the 
    rocky terrain. Viscous stalagmites surge up from both sides of the path, upon which errant slaves 
    are impaled. The wicked barbs of the rocks glisten menacingly with the blood of slaves which drips 
    steadily to the ground below, gathering in a shallow puddle by the roadside. Iron poles are thrust 
    into the side of the mountain, from which Mhaldor's heraldic pennons proudly fly. Some graffiti has 
    been scrawled here. It reads, "Through Evil shall we conquer." A runic totem is planted solidly in 
    the ground. There are 5 Naga assassins here. A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy 
    Weaver's Fern along the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the 
    ground. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. Miniature hands clasped patiently, a diminutive 
    homunculus stands here, its features bearing an uncanny resemblance to Kaevan.  Archfiend Kaevan 
    Lichlord, Apothecary is here. He wields an ashen scroll entitled, "The Haruspex" in his left hand 
    and a long quill of hollowed bone in his right.
    You see exits leading up and down.
    4119h, 4199m, 20640e, 17999w cexkdb-00:26:53:950(-8)

    Kaevan ceases to wield an ashen scroll entitled, "The Haruspex" in his left hand.
    4119h, 4163m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:12:409(-36)

    Kaevan begins to wield a scroll of handmade paper in his left hand.
    4119h, 4163m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:17:385

    A slight scratching is heard as Kaevan presses the tip of a long quill of hollowed bone onto 
    parchment, leaving thin strokes of ink in its wake.
    4119h, 4163m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:21:218

    Carbine has been slain in The Stadia Coronae by Disciple Carbine Sar'vet, of the First Order.
    4119h, 4159m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:23:971(-4)

    Juhi arrives from the up.
    4119h, 4155m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:42:516(-4)

    Juhi leaves to the down.
    4119h, 4155m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:44:258honours juhi
    Cub Juhi (male Xoran).
    He is 19 years old, having been born on the 18th of Sarapin, 599 years after the fall of the 
    Seleucarian Empire.
    He is unranked in Achaea.
    He is an extremely credible character.
    He is not known for acts of infamy.
    He is a Freeman in Eleusis.
    He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.
    4119h, 4155m, 20640e, 18000w cexkdb-00:29:47:550cw

    I see right through you @Jhui
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    Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2 

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  • VayneVayne Rhode Island
    Tvistor said:
    5k says it was Bonko.
    I know exactly who it was.
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    Hoi.
    "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."

  • RuthRuth Singapore
    Sherazad said:
    Tvistor said:
    I was ready for everyone except tiny Kaevan.
    Sure D:
    No one expects Kaevan. That's why I brought him along. He's so genteel. :D
    "Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"

     

  • I'm gonna sit here refreshing the page until Cain pulls his hand out of his laptop monitor and locates another computer. Dis gon b gud.
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  • Vaehl said:
    No, I can guess who. Starts with a K and rhymes with why. Either that or rhymes with hay.
    Rhymes with why? @Skye !!!

    Rhymes with hay? @Ruth !!
    :-B
  • Yue leaving Mhaldor, biggest loss of the previous page.
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    Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."

  • edited February 2013

    Just wondering what others think of this. I can't believe some people play a roleplaying game and cannot do such......

    You are level 69 (Stellar) and 5% of the way to the next level.

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Mind a spar?"

    Cynlael tells you, "Why do you ask me that every. single. god. damn. month? - I didn't answer you the first 5 times, what makes you think that'll change on a 6th?"

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Hold your tongue when speaking to me, filth. A simple no would suffice."

    Cynlael tells you, "You're the filth, silly Mhaldorian."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "And your head will be mine and your essence my Lord's."

    Cynlael tells you, "That sounds like a threat to me."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "It is indeed."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "And it will soon be reality."

    Cynlael tells you, "Unprovoked threats. Oh how I do enjoy dealing with young newbies."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Learn to speak correctly fool, it is provoked you insult me and now you will pay the price."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Now accept that fact and cease speaking to me."

    Cynlael tells you, "Welp I'll give you your gift now."

    Cynlael tells you, "Anywho, considering you want to be a clueless little novice, and batter me with silly insults. Here you go."

    A contract has been put on your life by Cynlael and accepted by Manifest. Please note that this is for informational purposes only. It does not alter anything in regards to your PK or issue rights on Cynlael until an actual attack is made upon you.

    Cynlael tells you, "Good day."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "You shall die thrice now, coward."

    Cynlael tells you, "And I'll contract you 6 more times. I have more than enough gold to cover it."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Enjoy."

    Cynlael tells you, "Or I can take it OOCly and issue you for continuous, unprovoked threats."

    Cynlael tells you, "Your choice."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "I have cause."

    Cynlael tells you, "Nope. You don't, sorry."

    Cynlael tells you, "I'll be sure to take this up with your house leader when he comes into the realms, aswell."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Please, do."

    Cynlael tells you, "Good day, novice filth."

    Cynlael tells you, "I know the rules, friend. You don't, however."

    You tell Manifest Shiva, "I shall await you at NnoT if you would like to duel me now as per your contract."

    Manifest Shiva (male Xoran).

    He is 321 years old, having been born on the 12th of Phaestian, 296 years after the fall of the

    Seleucarian Empire.

    He is ranked 68th in Achaea.

    He is an extremely credible character.

    He is not known for acts of infamy.

    He is a member of the Quisalis Mark.

    He is a Plebeian in Ashtan.

    He is considered to be approximately 690% of your might.

    He is a mentor and able to take on proteges.

    He has been divorced once.

    See HONOURS DEEDS MANIFEST to view his 7 special honours.

    Manifest tells you, "Splendid."

    Cynlael tells you, "-1. There must be a justifiable role-play reason for every attack and death. -

    First rule, you're not following it. So killing me opens up to a free issue against you. Your move,

    buddy."

    Cynlael tells you, "You insulted me first, sorry. Your cause is nul and void."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "This is false."

    Cynlael tells you, "Jibrix tells you, "Hold your tongue when speaking to me, filth. A simple no

    would suffice.""

    Cynlael tells you, "Truth."

    Cynlael tells you, "Good."

    Cynlael tells you, "Day."

    Cynlael tells you, "Sir."

    Cynlael tells you, "I await your head from Manifest, which I shall promptly mail to you. Attack me without further provocation, and I'll be sure you receive a full stack of your own heads."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Death is nothing."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Contract on me as much as you like I shall enjoy it and enjoy slaying you."

    Cynlael tells you, "In which case ISSUE will be used perfectly well, you have zero reason. Take the contract like a true Knight will."

    Cynlael tells you, "You will fail to kill me, and that will only give me further cause. So feel free, friend."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Mark my words, you shall die."

    Cynlael tells you, "You keep saying that, but I'm not seeing it."

    Cynlael tells you, "Man up and do it already."

    You close your eyes momentarily and extend the range of your vision, seeking out the presence of Cynlael.

    You see that Cynlael is at The Eleusian Gatehouse.  (6739)  (Eleusis)

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "You hide in Eleusis."

    Manifest tells you, "I am quite busy, I'm sure you understand."

    Cynlael tells you, "Come and get me, show me that you can kill me instead of hiding behind words."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "If you meet me outside of Eleusis after I duel Manifest I shall."

    Cynlael tells you, "I pity the fool that can't back up his own words."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "I despise the weak, and you are such."

    Cynlael tells you, "Continue insulting me, friend. See how far it gets you."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "I am only speaking the truth. Keep hiring on me and see how far it gets you."

    (Got my booty handed to me by Manifest, with tells off so Cynlael could not flood me with tells. Lost like 14%)

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Now will you come out and face me??"

    Cynlael tells you, "Why would I do that. I have no reason to, I got my cause fulfilled. You still have none, so I have no need."

    Cynlael tells you, "Enjoy."

    You tell Cloudwalker Cynlael Du'Vantae, Sapient Tempest, "Haha indeed."

    Cynlael tells you, "Glad we both agree, then. Good luck getting your experience back, hopefully you've learnt.

    You are level 68 (Invincible) and 91% of the way to the next level.


  • just so everyone knows I edited the log to bold the part I thought was the funniest
  • Victory.
    Let me hire again so I can get the last 2% I need for level 85 pls kkthx

  • edited February 2013
    Cynlael said:
    Victory.
    Let me hire again so I can get the last 2% I need for level 85 pls kkthx
    Haha you'll for sure get 2% after Jibrix kills you randomly and knocks you back down 8-10% :) funfunfun now I know why Cynlael wont duel Jibrix
  • It may be best to avoid Cynlael rather than trying to draw this out into an chain of hunting him/hiring on you. Neither of you seems to be interested in interaction with the other, so why bother? I will spar you if you like. :)

     i'm a rebel

  • What is this cause you guys speak of?
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    basically cause is when someone can't handle kevin bacon

    -

    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • Mishgul said:

    basically cause is when someone can't handle kevin bacon

    The world makes sense now..

  • edited February 2013
    Big man, smack talk over the forums. So tough yo, man up already. See you soon sweet cheeks.

    edit: 1% loss kthx. You won't kill me though so all is k.
    (@^_^)====@ K.O! - Thanks again for the exp, babe.

  • No one would avoid you Vaehl, you're a pretty cool guy.

  • I think now is a great time to talk about how large my ego is.
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    it's almost as large as your non existant wpm

    -

    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
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