Am now using that sound clip for when people hit my totems. Ridiculous? Yes. Overzealous? Probably. Obnoxious? Almost definitely. Worth it scaring the shit out of me every god damn time? I think so.
[ Newbies (level 30 and below) currently in the realms: ] Name + Title Chan ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lorenzo, Shogakusha of the Hold ON Viridi Ambera ON Viridi Reicalou, Child of Frost ON Toura ON Nameless One, Niro ON Kilalli Verath ON Gurgoro OFF Hedge Wytch Ajiran ON Cub Jaldera ON Cub Marscontra ON Baceolus Dragora ON Dilettante Jardanna, Serendi's Bardlet ON Mischievite Risyr ON Awnya, Raven of Northreach ON Hedge Wytch Kazer ON Malefic Civios, Catechumen of the Yoke ON Jalian, Ward of Nature ON Tovo ON Mischievite Teoliss ON Eldritch Aspirant Daimok ON Viridi Giftig ON Wretch Belros ON Jeadein ON Alruin, Oubosha of the Hold ON Galandre ON Cenna ON Ghather ON Kalgery ON
I haven't seen this many newbies at once in years.
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Jaydus stands here, practicing defensive manoeuvres with a focused expression. Corporal Cazin stands guard. Maeris surveys the land, brow furrowed in thought. A stone gargoyle flies overhead on leathery, grey wings. A single grain of sand lies here.
I don't know about you guys, but Achaeans sure have the sharpest eyes in the universe, being able to pick out a single unique grain of sand from the x-tillion grains of soil, rock and other grains of sand.
Calling upon his ancient magic, Dakrol, the Swiftblade sends a wave of energy across the room.
One of your reflections has been destroyed! You have 0 left.
--------------------MEEP!!!--------------------
--------------------MEEP!!!--------------------
--------------------MEEP!!!--------------------
You have been slain by Dakrol, the Swiftblade.
The corpse of a Quisalis sentry falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Quisalis guard falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Qui'sas hunter falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Qui'sas hunter falls out of your inventory.
A stone rune falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of an Initiate of the Mark falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of an Initiate of the Mark falls out of your inventory.
All your golden sovereigns fall from your lifeless hands.
Dakrol, the Swiftblade grins slyly, reaches down, and takes a long, elegant ebony pipe from the corpse of Ada.
0h, 2798m ex- 9% (-389|0)
Some denizen attacks seem to be multiple attacks in one, so it probably destroyed one reflection and the second hit killed you. Least, that's my guess.
"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."
Some denizen attacks seem to be multiple attacks in one, so it probably destroyed one reflection and the second hit killed you. Least, that's my guess.
Gracefully flying off to the east, Baltas glows brightly once more before fading from sight.
Serenie, a little snow-white dove takes to wing, chasing after Baltas. Serenie, a little snow-white dove, flies off to the east with gentle grace.
You scoop up Serenie, a little snow-white dove. Delighted, Serenie, a little snow-white dove presses herself into your cupped hands, cooing softly.
You drop Serenie, a little snow-white dove. Serenie, a little snow-white dove starts warbling energetically at the sight of Baltas, and flies up to play with him.
Gracefully flying off to the east, Baltas glows brightly once more before fading from sight.
Serenie, a little snow-white dove takes to wing, chasing after Baltas. Serenie, a little snow-white dove, flies off to the east with gentle grace.
You scoop up Serenie, a little snow-white dove. Delighted, Serenie, a little snow-white dove presses herself into your cupped hands, cooing softly.
You drop Serenie, a little snow-white dove. Serenie, a little snow-white dove starts warbling energetically at the sight of Baltas, and flies up to play with him.
Aww :x
For all the cute little things that I might cross my arms and turn my nose up at, this is the one that makes my heart and defenses simply melt.
You pet Serenie, a little snow-white dove ingratiatingly. Serenie, a little snow-white dove presses her tiny head against your fingers, cooing in contentment and delight.
You give Serenie, a little snow-white dove a friendly cuddle. Serenie sounds off a few joyful chirps.
You inch bashfully over to Serenie, a little snow-white dove and nuzzle her tenderly. Serenie, a little snow-white dove lands upon your shoulder and nuzzles up against your ear, cooing warmly.
Flying in short circles above you, Serenie, a little snow-white dove lands and roosts atop your head importantly, preening strands of your hair.
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
That's A-Team's patented leveling method. You'll have to speak with our licensing department if you want to use it.
I don't think the A-Team is a good nickname for an Achaean combat team. Don't get me wrong, it was by far my favorite show growing up, but they'd have like a 10 minute gunfight and nobody got hit on either side. I think in all my time watching the show, Murdock got hit once, and it was in the upper arm.
tl;dr: the Achaea equivalent to the A-Team is:
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses. You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision. You miss. An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses. An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses. You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision. You miss. An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses. You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision. You miss. An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses. You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision. You miss. An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl. It misses.
Is this not Achaean combat at its most exhilarating? I think it would be cool when an arrow strikes you, you hear a voice saying in your head, "I pity da foo,'" but some things can never be.
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"Honestly, I just love that it counts limbs." - Mizik Corten
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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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Keep at it
@Sohl: Wait, wait, you mean I can get a license for free Silas kills?
details plz
Achaea is not cute.
Sohl killed me twice with rays, though.
Lol.
tl;dr: the Achaea equivalent to the A-Team is:
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.
You miss.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.
You miss.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.
You miss.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
You train your expert eye on Sohl and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.
You miss.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Sohl.
It misses.
Is this not Achaean combat at its most exhilarating? I think it would be cool when an arrow strikes you, you hear a voice saying in your head, "I pity da foo,'" but some things can never be.