(Market): Fawne says, "Can't be bothered with romance? Nagging won't end because you're not 'thoughtful'? Poet for hire." You tell Marketer Fawne, "How about writing prank poems? Sounding dead serious is fine, just signing it with someone else's name." Fawne tells you, "I can definitely do that." You tell Marketer Fawne, "What's your fee?" Fawne tells you, "Depends on the length. Anywhere between 1000 and 5000 gold." You tell Marketer Fawne, "That is nothing, very well. Write something to Sir Arador from Lord Xenomorph. Emphasise man-love if possible." Fawne tells you, "Indeed. Do you prefer letter format?" You tell Marketer Fawne, "Yes, if you pass it to me when you're done, I can mail it from Mhaldor."
Dearest Knight of nights I seek your touch No simple words will do. Another month, I cannot wait Sweet whispers all from you.
I saw you once atop the Spire Stygian falcon at your side. Something stirred from deep within My beating heart aside.
I suffer now in anticipation Of when we'll steal away Pillow talk just won't do Tomorrow - ropes and gags
Even if your heart does not beat with mine An impale or two would be divine Tomorrow, please, if you love me too. The Baelgrim Fortress - just me and you.
"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."
You are surrounded by utter darkness, and can see nothing. The smell of minerals and dirt fills your nostrils. Aiyanna is here, sitting on a stone bench. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. You see some loose soil to the north and up.
You are surrounded by utter darkness, and can see nothing. The smell of minerals and dirt fills your nostrils. Aiyanna is here, sitting on a stone bench. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. You see some loose soil to the north and up.
uhhh
alright
Reminds me of those cartoon skits where the character would burrow underground or hide in a cave. All black, only his eyes visible to the audience. And all of a sudden, another pair of eyes appears onscreen. A hand lighting a match. See his underground partner. Hilarity.
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "This fine Neonate was with his loofa when a dark shadow emerged from the waters."
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "An evil and malevolent being had been set upon him, tearing at his feet with a raspy tongue laced with Voyria."
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "For this killer had used the most devilish tool of murder ever known, a trained swimming sheep with a voyria-laced tongue!"
Assessing that you are a newcomer to the postal delivery services of Achaea, the postal clerk hands you your first blank letter free of charge. *** Congratulations! You have completed the Achaea Orientation task "Use a post office to request a letter." (HELP TASKS) *** [Orientation Task Reminder]: Now that you have obtained a letter from a post office, you can write on it and mail it to whomever you would like. See HELP MAIL.
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Highleap+brokenstar is one of my favorite things.
You tell Marketer Fawne, "How about writing prank poems? Sounding dead serious is fine, just signing it with someone else's name."
Fawne tells you, "I can definitely do that."
You tell Marketer Fawne, "What's your fee?"
Fawne tells you, "Depends on the length. Anywhere between 1000 and 5000 gold."
You tell Marketer Fawne, "That is nothing, very well. Write something to Sir Arador from Lord Xenomorph. Emphasise man-love if possible."
Fawne tells you, "Indeed. Do you prefer letter format?"
You tell Marketer Fawne, "Yes, if you pass it to me when you're done, I can mail it from Mhaldor."
Dearest Knight of nights I seek your touch
No simple words will do.
Another month, I cannot wait
Sweet whispers all from you.
I saw you once atop the Spire
Stygian falcon at your side.
Something stirred from deep within
My beating heart aside.
I suffer now in anticipation
Of when we'll steal away
Pillow talk just won't do
Tomorrow - ropes and gags
Even if your heart does not beat with mine
An impale or two would be divine
Tomorrow, please, if you love me too.
The Baelgrim Fortress - just me and you.
In hungry anticipation,
Lord Xenomorph
He didn't buy it. Still funny. :P
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
So...@Scarlatti...what say you about this one?
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
i'm a rebel
You see some loose soil to the north and up.
uhhh
alright
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "This fine Neonate was with his loofa when a dark shadow emerged from the waters."
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "An evil and malevolent being had been set upon him, tearing at his feet with a raspy tongue laced with Voyria."
Page Finchy Ithilien says, "For this killer had used the most devilish tool of murder ever known, a trained swimming sheep with a voyria-laced tongue!"
Party right, party hard,
Sing and dance, perfect bard.
Prefarar loop, accentato whore,Buy a new rapier, get nerfed some more.
you your first blank letter free of charge.
*** Congratulations! You have completed the Achaea Orientation task "Use a post office to request a
letter." (HELP TASKS) ***
[Orientation Task Reminder]: Now that you have obtained a letter from a post office, you can write
on it and mail it to whomever you would like. See HELP MAIL.
Svof
Mudlet Discord join up
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Lack of totem, or at least a prepared group =
Should've said something about covering up that black eye with renewal >_>