Memorable quotes

Seldin

Daeir said:

You've got some real spine saying that

Oh wait

He really should learn to back up the things he does.

Xenomorph

(Mhaldor): You say, "Grunt Zhijuvkya, report to Red Square at once."

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The gallows.

A decrepit wooden gallows stands imposingly here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A

sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.

You see a single exit leading southwest (open door).

You have recovered your wind and are breathing normally once again.

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Rakon tells you in Mhaldorian, "Tyrannus, that Grunt is my protege. What is going on?"

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Entrance to the red square.

A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular

monolith is on the ground. The Mhaldorian executioner, Theoren, awaits his order.

You see exits leading north (open door), northeast (open door), east (open door), west, and

northwest (open door).

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You tell Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord, "Doing what I do best, he must pay."

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The gallows.

A decrepit wooden gallows stands imposingly here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A

sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.

You see a single exit leading southwest (open door).

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Entrance to the red square.

A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular

monolith is on the ground. The Mhaldorian executioner, Theoren, awaits his order. A stone gargoyle

flies overhead on leathery, grey wings.

You see exits leading north (open door), northeast (open door), east (open door), west, and

northwest (open door).

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

Rakon.

You see that Rakon is at Entrance to the red square.

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Rakon tells you in Mhaldorian, "It's a she, I believe."

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You have recovered equilibrium.

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You narrow your eyes and blink rapidly, enhancing your vision to seek out sources of lifeforce in

others.

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You have recovered equilibrium.

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You tell Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord, "Heh, you know how I am. I'm wrong half the time."

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Rakon tells you in Mhaldorian, "And delusional the other half."

You tell Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord, "I –am- the guy that kissed Nizaris's hand."

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You tell Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord, "Hah."

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Rakon tells you in Mhaldorian, "Like I said..."

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A great weight seems to have been lifted from Rakon.

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Rakon takes some balm from a vial and rubs it on his skin.

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You put a crisp, chain-bound letter into a wyrmskin pack.

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Xenomorph

You take an elegant white letter from a wyrmskin pack.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

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Zhijuvkya arrives from the west.

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Entrance to the red square.

A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular

monolith is on the ground. The Mhaldorian executioner, Theoren, awaits his order. A stone gargoyle

flies overhead on leathery, grey wings. Standing still as a statue, a blood steed has fixed its

fiery red eyes on some movement in the distance. Grunt Zhijuvkya is here, shrouded. Her face is

partially concealed beneath a raised hood. She wields a shining steel longsword in each hand. Sir

Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord is here, shrouded. He wields a Scimitar of Falcons in each hand.

You see exits leading north (open door), northeast (open door), east (open door), west, and

northwest (open door).

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Zhijuvkya gives Rakon a respectful salute.

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Zhijuvkya gives you a respectful salute.

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Rakon gives Zhijuvkya a respectful salute.

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Proudly bringing your blackened hand to your forehead, you formally salute Zhijuvkya.

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You say in a gruff voice, "Grunt, do you know what this area is?"

Grunt Zhijuvkya says, "I am familiar with the area, but not its purpose."

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Zhijuvkya tilts her head and listens intently to you.

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You say to Zhijuvkya in a gruff voice, "Is Sir Rakon your mentor?"

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Grunt Zhijuvkya says to you, "Sir Rakon is my mentor yes."

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Xenomorph

You say to Rakon in a gruff voice, "Sir Rakon, how about you explain to the Grunt what exactly this area is for."<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

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Zhijuvkya tilts her head and listens intently to Rakon.

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Zhijuvkya takes a drink from a fractured steel vial.

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Rakon gestures to the various paths out of the square.

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Rakon takes a drink from a fractured steel vial.

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Rakon says in Mhaldorian in a harsh, reptilian voice, "This location, is that of penance and punishment."

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Rakon says in Mhaldorian in a harsh, reptilian voice, "Gallows...guillotine, stake."

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Rakon says in Mhaldorian in a harsh, reptilian voice, "Those who break the law or disobey orders."

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You say to Zhijuvkya in a gruff voice, "And do you know why I've called -you- here today?"

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You read what is written on an elegant white letter:

xxXxXxXXxXLetter contentsXXXxxxXxXXxXXxXxxX

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Grunt Zhijuvkya says to you, "No Lord, I do not know."

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Rakon tells you in Mhaldorian, "Even -I- don't know that... pretty sure Zhijuvkya hasn't done anything wrong though, she's been doing very well."

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You nod your head emphatically.

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You are far too selfish to throw anything away like that.

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A feeling of generosity spreads throughout you.

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You have recovered equilibrium.

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You have recovered equilibrium.

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You drop an elegant white letter.

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You say in a gruff voice, "I found some trash on the ground here, but you were the only Grunt around, sorry. Could you help me keep Mhaldor clean by picking up trash as you see it?"

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You say in a gruff voice, "I'd really appreciate it."

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Entrance to the red square.

A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular

monolith is on the ground. The Mhaldorian executioner, Theoren, awaits his order. A stone gargoyle

flies overhead on leathery, grey wings. Standing still as a statue, a blood steed has fixed its

fiery red eyes on some movement in the distance. An elegant white letter is in danger of being

soiled here. Sir Rakon Rurrowind, Bladelord is here, shrouded. He wields a Scimitar of Falcons in

each hand. Grunt Zhijuvkya is here, shrouded. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood.

She wields a shining steel longsword in each hand.

You see exits leading north (open door), northeast (open door), east (open door), west, and

northwest (open door).

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You thank Zhijuvkya profusely.

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Proudly bringing your blackened hand to your forehead, you formally salute Zhijuvkya.

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Proudly bringing your blackened hand to your forehead, you formally salute Rakon.

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Moving out to the west, you saunter off into the sunset.

Tesha

lol! That is really funny. But... why do you have almost 12k health and 8k mana?! Good lord Jhui would choke you for more than my max health.

Garao

120%

Skye

Skye said:

(Eleusis): Juhi says, "Hi."
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(Eleusis): Danna says, "Hello Jhui."
4230h, 4029m, 19720e, 18460w cexkdb-23:23:19:448honours juhi
Cub Juhi (male Xoran).
He is 18 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.

HOW SUSPICIOUS

The sequel:

- 2013/03/11 15:20:10 - Juhi says, "What happened to Jhui."
- 2013/03/11 15:20:18 - Logistics says, "He became weak."
- 2013/03/11 15:20:21 - Athorem says, "He went with the Nihilists."
- 2013/03/11 15:20:35 - Juhi says, "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."
- 2013/03/11 15:20:37 - Logistics says, "Standing for something can be tiring and he succumbed to weakness."
- 2013/03/11 15:20:44 - Juhi says, "WHY JHUI WHY."

*a little while later*

- 2013/03/11 15:22:17 - Juhi says, "Jhui!!!!!!!"
- 2013/03/11 15:22:22 - Juhi says, "I have no will to live."

Athorem

Juhi (male Xoran).

He is 21 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 Plebeian in Ashtan.

He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.

Prythe

But wait, there's more!

- 2013/03/11 15:31:11 - Juhi says, "How do I leave Eleusis."
- 2013/03/11 15:31:29 - Logistics says, "QUIT ELEUSIS would likely work." 

2013/03/11 15:31:40 - Juhi quit the city. 

Triak

He made the right choice.

Vaehl

Likely succumbed to Oblivion when pushed to his limits. Seeing your hero leave can do that to you.

Katzchen

Vaehl said:

Likely succumbed to Oblivion when pushed to his limits. Seeing your hero leave can do that to you.

Or your stalking target.

Iocun

Or your main!

Tesha

(Halos ninjaed me on the next page. )

Halos

You shake your head.

Her flesh grotesquely melted from the bones, Yen has fallen beneath the dark figure of Ulgase, the 

lich crone.

You bid your guardian angel to seek out the lifeforce of Yen Jaydde-Stormcrow, Grace Serene.

Your guardian angel senses Yen Jaydde-Stormcrow, Grace Serene at Approaching a junction of corridors, on a health of 4617 and a mana of 7407. (Azdun Catacombs) 

She has no companions.

Your current clan will now be the 'Refugees of Shallam' clan.

(Refugees of Shallam): You say, "Yen burst."

(Refugees of Shallam): Yen says, "Verily."

(Refugees of Shallam): Tesha says, "Attacking you?"

(Refugees of Shallam): Niks says, "She killed yen."

(Refugees of Shallam): Yen says, "... the word, not the person."

(The Dawnguard): Tesha says, "Locate verily."

(The Dawnguard): Silas says, "Verily (5363hp, 4367mp) is at Founders' Monument - alone."

(The Dawnguard): Niks says, "Verily (5363hp, 4367mp) is at Founders' Monument - alone."

(Refugees of Shallam): Tesha says, "Oh."

(Refugees of Shallam): Niks says, "Oh."

(Refugees of Shallam): Niks says, "Verily was about to get it."

This conversation took about 4 seconds and nearly turned into this

I'm so proud

EDIT: so thats how you post images 

Tesha

We love Yen.

Synbios

Tesha said:

We love Yen.

And her misunderstanding-causing wordplay.

Wysteria

Mydoin says, "No, you WILL use a bookmark and NOT dog ear the corners of the pages!"

Or something to that effect.

Vaehl

Just walking by the gates.

The gates of Mhaldor.

A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. Some graffiti has been 

scrawled here. It reads, "Know ye that there is no truth greater than Evil." A runic totem is 

planted solidly in the ground. A countless number of contorted faces, twisted limbs, and surging 

torsos have been captured here in a massive bloodsteel shrine dedicated to Sartan. An enormous slab 

of volcanic obsidian towers over this area, the regulations of Mhaldor etched upon its face. An 

occupied iron gibbet, suspended from a wooden gallows, creaks ominously in the breeze. A ladder of 

long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. An enormous slab of volcanic 

obsidian towers over this area, the laws of Mhaldor etched upon its face. An obsidian eye sigil is 

here. Hands clenched before himself in a ready stance, a monk of the Tanjinn appraises the area with 

a focused gaze. There are 2 knights of the Maldaathi here. There are 2 ominous liches here. A sigil 

in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.  A huge statue of the Scimitar of 

Yen-Sorte stands here, thrusting skywards. Dreadlord Carmain, Sartai Reaper is here. He wields an 

orb sigil in his left hand and a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in his right. Sir Rakon Rurrowind, 

Bladelord is riding on a stone gargoyle. He wields a Scimitar of Falcons in each hand.

You see exits leading east, south, west, and up.

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Through your helm of telepathy you hear:

Laila tells Rakon: Hah, you're an idiot. You can also try and kill me a thousand times, your fat

ass won't catch me. You're retarded brain is too slow to keep up.

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A guardhouse.

There are 2 ominous liches here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 2 knights 

of the Maldaathi here. Hands clenched before himself in a ready stance, a monk of the Tanjinn 

appraises the area with a focused gaze. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on 

the ground. A stone gargoyle flies overhead on leathery, grey wings. Eyes flickering briefly from 

out of a bone hilt, this daegger appears to be alive and hovers close to its master's side. A giant 

tortoise sits here like a rock.  Jaryn Tiarell is riding on a giant tortoise. He wields a gleaming 

scimitar in his left hand. Deacon Dontarion Dracrotalus, Sartai Nightmare is here, shrouded. He 

wields a Velocity Bow in both hands.

You see a single exit leading east.

Woaaaah. Damn. My favourite part: "You're retarded brain is too slow to keep up."

Delphinus

What she meant was, "You're [a] retarded brain [who] is too slow to keep up."



Now Rakon will leave Mhaldor for no raisin.

Vaehl

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You begin to blend your mind with that of the daegger, suppressing your disgust as its alien 

thoughts come into contact with yours.[Paving]: PAUSING THE SYSTEM YARR19:08:29:321[P]

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Caladbolg's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.

Fists clenched, Caladbolg focuses on you with a deadly look in his eyes.

WATCH OUT HE IS AIMING FOR YOUR HEAD (but thankfully not your penis)

WATCH OUT HE IS AIMING FOR YOUR HEAD (but thankfully not your penis)

WATCH OUT HE IS AIMING FOR YOUR HEAD (but thankfully not your penis)

WATCH OUT HE IS AIMING FOR YOUR HEAD (but thankfully not your penis)

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The daemonite flies at Caladbolg, poking and jabbing at him.

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You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.

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---------------RECOVERED EQUILIBRIUM---------------

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Ryldagh leaves to the southwest.

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With your daegger guiding your hand, you start to close in on Caladbolg.

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Leaping forwards with lightning speed, Caladbolg strikes you in the chest with a single, powerful 

blow. Its rhythm interrupted by his precise attack, your heartbeat begins to fluctuate erratically, 

a painful pressure building in your arteries.

Okay since you are still in the room at this point I assume you want to die, but if you really want 

to escape, now would be a good time, though by the time you have finished reading this you are 

probably dead so you should leave before you reach here oh wait nevermind

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The blade on the daegger separates into a semblance of teeth as you prepare for the final strike.

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(Federation of Asshole Gamers): Carmain says, "Lmao."

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Completing his assault, Caladbolg thrusts at a vulnerable point of your jugular with a penetrative, 

spearhand strike. Something ruptures, but the pain does not abate, and as the warm, metallic taste 

of blood fills your mouth, you realise the blow was fatal. Lightheaded, you fall, darkness 

enveloping your senses before you meet the ground.

As you feel the last remnants of strength ebb from your tormented body, you close your eyes and let 

darkness embrace you. Suddenly, you feel your consciousness wrenched from its pitiful mortal frame 

and your soul is free. You feel your form shifting, warping and changing as you whirl and spiral 

outward, ever outward. A jolt of sensation awakens you, and you open your eyes tentatively to find 

yourself trapped within a physical body once more.

North of New Thera (road).

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A polished wooden sign is 

nailed to a small tree here. A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the 

ground. Shifting to magnetic pulls, a pinch of iron filings twitches here. A dyed black poster 

bearing the title "Ravens on the Wing" has been hung here. A pike with the decapitated head of 

Carmain has been erected, bearing the arms of Jack. A countless number of contorted faces, twisted 

limbs, and surging torsos have been captured here in a massive bloodsteel shrine dedicated to Sartan.

 A pike with the decapitated head of Carmain has been erected, bearing the city arms of Eleusis. A 

Baalzadeen demon towers over you, filling you with dread. Dripping with blood, an inverted pentagram 

floats in mid-air. Hovering on two scarlet leathery wings, this daemonite seems to have a vicious 

glint to its eyes.  Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Malefic Agravain, 

Catechumen of the Yoke is here. Caladbolg Van Helsing is here.

You see exits leading north, southeast, south, southwest, and northwest.

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The daemonite flies at Caladbolg, poking and jabbing at him.

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Your daegger plunges its serrated blade into Caladbolg's chest. As the daegger slowly withdraws from 

the jagged wound, his still-beating heart comes with it.

You have slain Caladbolg.

[Paving]: get corpse to be done on balance

[Paving]: get corpse to be done on balance

A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Caladbolg in red light.

A group of 5 ferrum flakes falls from Caladbolg's person.

A group of 10 magnesium chips falls from Caladbolg's person.

A potash crystal falls from Caladbolg's person.

A potash crystal falls from Caladbolg's person.

A potash crystal falls from Caladbolg's person.

A potash crystal falls from Caladbolg's person.

A group of 5 goldenseal roots falls from Caladbolg's person.

A group of 10 bloodroot leaves falls from Caladbolg's person.

Some prickly ash bark falls from Caladbolg's person.

A group of 5 pieces of kelp falls from Caladbolg's person.

A group of 5 ginseng roots falls from Caladbolg's person.

A kola nut falls from Caladbolg's person.

A potash crystal falls from Caladbolg's person.

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Owned, -.

Mishgul

lmao

Lukan

You Carmain'd him.

Synbios

M-M-M-M-MUTUAL KILL. DOUBLE SUICIDE! 

Vaehl

M-m-m-more like I just caged and he died.

Kresslack

Logistics has been slain by the might of General Earionduil Moliuvia.

Riya has been slain by the might of General Earionduil Moliuvia.

Ayoxele has been slain by the might of General Earionduil Moliuvia.

Reihaneh has been slain by the might of General Earionduil Moliuvia.

Tyndaryn has been slain by the might of General Earionduil Moliuvia.

Tesha

http://pastebin.com/ZPwqHk64

I love Greys.

Berenene

I was ready Aztecia's quote site for some laughs.  Here's a couple of my favourites:

(Order): Aegis says, "Now, now, what have I told you about beating on cripples, soldiers?"

(Order): Geraint says, "Do it?"

(Order): You say, "Aim for the legs?"

(Order): Khensu says, "That it's fun?"

(Order): Aegis says, "Well, yes, but..."

(Order): Aegis says, "Aim for the legs...I knew you had cruelty in you."

(Order): You say, "*pride*."

@Sarapis, the Logos stands here quietly in the background. He wields a sign that reads: HANDS OFF THE SHEEP in His left hand.

Vaehl

Tesha said:

http://pastebin.com/ZPwqHk64

I love Greys.

Weaaak. Like 2 days ago our entire team of Mhaldorian raiders got DCed during LoS wars. We had no idea why, and Dontarion looked back. Turned out Saibel looped breathing about 100 times a second (we have it gagged) so we all spontaneously disconnected. Didn't end -too- badly, I logged back in, went north, beckoned my team who then relogged and managed to escape soon after, while I got ganked.

Ada

Tesha said:

http://pastebin.com/ZPwqHk64

I love Greys.