A massive tongue erupts from the earth and covers you in a sticky, wet mucus. A massive tongue retreats beneath the ground.
I'm getting waaaayyy too many people sending me messages about this bloody tongue in Eastern Ithmia over the past month. I'm pretty sure it's always from the one room too.
Great! Now for my next patrol report I can advise that we're being raided by gigantic mushrooms >_>
I was thinking this, given the description:
I may or may not study mushrooms as a hobby.
"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."
"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."
A massive tongue erupts from the earth and covers you in a sticky, wet mucus. A massive tongue retreats beneath the ground.
I'm getting waaaayyy too many people sending me messages about this bloody tongue in Eastern Ithmia over the past month. I'm pretty sure it's always from the one room too.
If that's true, then goddammit, it's in my Grove. You think you have it bad?
A massive tongue erupts from the earth and covers you in a sticky, wet mucus. A massive tongue retreats beneath the ground.
I'm getting waaaayyy too many people sending me messages about this bloody tongue in Eastern Ithmia over the past month. I'm pretty sure it's always from the one room too.
If that's true, then goddammit, it's in my Grove. You think you have it bad?
Got reports of four different people in their own groves with that tongue. You in EI? If it's an Eastern Ithmia thing I'll have to go all IC news posty about it
"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."
A dark overcoat and matching trousers cover the stout form of this burly watchman, his portly frame belying the musculature hidden beneath. An iron lantern is firmly grasped in one hand, a healthy flame nestled securely inside the sooty glass walls. His face is a study of alertness, his eyes gleaming as they sweep back and forth across his surrounds, constantly ready to spot any signs of trouble. The fingers of his other hand grasp securely around a thick bludgeon. Designed to ward off intruders, the weapon is a lengthy affair, polished to a high shine but still pitted with flecks of aging blood. A Brighthold watchman has an air of extreme strength. He weighs about 220 pounds. He is loyal to The City of Targossas. You see nothing in it.
'Allo! Wot's all this hullaballoo?
Also, I'm concerned at the watchman's club - he doesn't do proper maintenance. That blood's going to ruin the varnish, I tell you!
A dark overcoat and matching trousers cover the stout form of this burly watchman, his portly frame belying the musculature hidden beneath. An iron lantern is firmly grasped in one hand, a healthy flame nestled securely inside the sooty glass walls. His face is a study of alertness, his eyes gleaming as they sweep back and forth across his surrounds, constantly ready to spot any signs of trouble. The fingers of his other hand grasp securely around a thick bludgeon. Designed to ward off intruders, the weapon is a lengthy affair, polished to a high shine but still pitted with flecks of aging blood. A Brighthold watchman has an air of extreme strength. He weighs about 220 pounds. He is loyal to The City of Targossas. You see nothing in it.
'Allo! Wot's all this hullaballoo?
Also, I'm concerned at the watchman's club - he doesn't do proper maintenance. That blood's going to ruin the varnish, I tell you!
I actually have a couple of Nagants that have blood pitting/staining. Blood is some corrosive stuff!
Got a buddy playing Achaea next to me and I'm not logged in and am not really paying attention when he asks me, "Hey, can I kill Alda?" to which I distractedly reply, "Yeah, sure, go ahead" thinking it was some Kobold denizen or something. Needless to say, he got obliterated and called me an asshole. Can't leave novices unattended. Now he knows to Probe!
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I was thinking this, given the description:
I may or may not study mushrooms as a hobby.
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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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Right after:
(The Achaean Heraldry Association): Silas says, "Good heavens."
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belying the musculature hidden beneath. An iron lantern is firmly grasped in one hand, a healthy
flame nestled securely inside the sooty glass walls. His face is a study of alertness, his eyes
gleaming as they sweep back and forth across his surrounds, constantly ready to spot any signs of
trouble. The fingers of his other hand grasp securely around a thick bludgeon. Designed to ward off
intruders, the weapon is a lengthy affair, polished to a high shine but still pitted with flecks of
aging blood.
A Brighthold watchman has an air of extreme strength.
He weighs about 220 pounds.
He is loyal to The City of Targossas.
You see nothing in it.
I actually have a couple of Nagants that have blood pitting/staining. Blood is some corrosive stuff!
Also that's hilarious.