It's happening to all of us, just sit still, don't look and rock quietly until it's over.
The sweltering heat of the forge spills out across the land as the rumbling voice of Phaestus booms, "I want you to know, the Garden reaction to that one is: What?" The voice of Melantha, Goddess of the Seasons, echoes amid the rustle of leaves, "That's the censored version."
He is followed
by an elegant obsidian giraffe, a woolly lamb, a curious pangolin, a
zebra mule, a diminutive fawn, a dusky black fawn, a snowy white fawn, a
skittish piebald deer, a great white stag, an ebony pegasus, a mahogany
swallow, a Sangrean sheepdog puppy, an arctic fox, a haughty,
auburn-furred sheepdog, a silvered reindeer, a brilliant rainbow skink, a
reticulated giraffe, an inquisitive bear cub, a spirited cremello
stallion, a Mhojave falcon, a sleek and powerful russet-hued war horse,
an ancient fog tortoise, a marble dove, and a sleek black otter.
That was...an interesting moment, when the sidebar of the HTML5 client was instantly full. I thought it was a raiding party or something.
He is followed
by an elegant obsidian giraffe, a woolly lamb, a curious pangolin, a
zebra mule, a diminutive fawn, a dusky black fawn, a snowy white fawn, a
skittish piebald deer, a great white stag, an ebony pegasus, a mahogany
swallow, a Sangrean sheepdog puppy, an arctic fox, a haughty,
auburn-furred sheepdog, a silvered reindeer, a brilliant rainbow skink, a
reticulated giraffe, an inquisitive bear cub, a spirited cremello
stallion, a Mhojave falcon, a sleek and powerful russet-hued war horse,
an ancient fog tortoise, a marble dove, and a sleek black otter.
That was...an interesting moment, when the sidebar of the HTML5 client was instantly full. I thought it was a raiding party or something.
Who said it wasn't? If you happen to sell pet food, you're about to be ganked.
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10?!!!
"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."
Every time @Mishgul responds with "Yes", I just think of this fellow:
"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."
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr says in a soft and raspy voice, "I wonder what happened to my simple leather hiking boots with a silver buckle."
You say, "They must of wandered off while you were not looking."
You say, "Eager for dustier trails."
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr says in a soft and raspy voice, "What?!? Me?!?"
Melodie gazes at the guardian angel thoughtfully.
You say, "No. Your boots."
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr exclaims in a soft and raspy voice, "I'm always attentive!"
You say conspiratorially to Melodie, "I remember watching him watch the skies dreamily during the last raid."
You bow your head and pray for the deliverance of Bouff.
Halos Vorondil, Caefir Priest arrives in answer to the summons.
Bouff draws a deep, measured breath.
Bouff takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.
Lady Melodie Le'Murzen, Arcthyos says amusedly with a flowing, cultured accent, "Miraculously."
Bouff says, "Thanks."
Bouff takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.
You blink confoundedly before quietly uttering, "What."
Halos Vorondil, Caefir Priest departs in answer to a faraway call from Danith.
(Targossas): Danith says, "Got."
You say, "Did you--."
You ask, "Did you just see that?"
(Targossas): Bouff says, "Thanks, and Thanks."
You have emoted: Halos stares at his hands in amazement.
You ask, "Did I just deliver myself?"
Lady Melodie Le'Murzen, Arcthyos looks thoughtful and says with a flowing, cultured accent, "I saw you deliver Bouff."
You say, "Oh."
Lady Melodie Le'Murzen, Arcthyos says with a flowing, cultured accent, "And then... get called by... Danith."
Lady Melodie Le'Murzen, Arcthyos says with a flowing, cultured accent, "But you're still... here."
You say, "Well, maybe he just ---."
Melodie squints suspiciously at you.
You have emoted: Halos stares at guardian angel suspiciously.
Bahtell's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
Bahtell bows his head in prayer.
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr departs in answer to a faraway call from Bahtell.
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr arrives in answer to the summons.
You blink incredulously at Bahtell.
Bahtell blinks.
You say, "How did you ---."
You bow your head and pray for the deliverance of Halos Vorondil, Caefir Priest.
You feel your blessed soul drawn toward Halos as you are delivered out of harm's way.
Centre of Silverbright Square.
A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. Situated upon Brighthold Isle, the city centre of Targossas is broad and spacious, able to accommodate thousands of citizens before feeling crowded. Elegantly scrolling patterns of indigo and silver sprawl over the pristine white stone that paves the entirety of the square, creating an intricate rosette when viewed from above. Spaced in a wide ring at the heart of the square are dozens of immense stone basins, all brimming with flowering ivy and white roses.
Lady Melodie Le'Murzen, Arcthyos is here. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. Bouff is here. He wields an ornate steel rapier in each hand. Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr is here. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand and an Auroran Mace in his right.
wat. :-?
A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
Deacon Bahtell Muk'tar, Rasul of the Aarash Kheyr says in a soft and raspy voice, "I wonder what happened to my simple leather hiking boots with a silver buckle."
Yes, lovely! I should start peddling weed to Cyrenians to widen this rift and then soon there will be no more of this Cyrenians defending Targossas and vice versa nonsense.
All the things we could fight over about over Devotion - fraternization, different ideals, supremacy in the fact you're in the chosen city, arguments of zealtroy, intrigue, riots of faithful against faithful, righteous outrage, and we're doing it instead... for... weed?
...
:-<
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
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The voice of Melantha, Goddess of the Seasons, echoes amid the rustle of leaves, "That's the censored version."
i'm a rebel
He is followed by an elegant obsidian giraffe, a woolly lamb, a curious pangolin, a zebra mule, a diminutive fawn, a dusky black fawn, a snowy white fawn, a skittish piebald deer, a great white stag, an ebony pegasus, a mahogany swallow, a Sangrean sheepdog puppy, an arctic fox, a haughty, auburn-furred sheepdog, a silvered reindeer, a brilliant rainbow skink, a reticulated giraffe, an inquisitive bear cub, a spirited cremello stallion, a Mhojave falcon, a sleek and powerful russet-hued war horse, an ancient fog tortoise, a marble dove, and a sleek black otter.
That was...an interesting moment, when the sidebar of the HTML5 client was instantly full. I thought it was a raiding party or something.
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."
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
We're going to war over weed
Party right, party hard,
Sing and dance, perfect bard.
Prefarar loop, accentato whore,Buy a new rapier, get nerfed some more.
We're going to war... over weed?
All the things we could fight over about over Devotion - fraternization, different ideals, supremacy in the fact you're in the chosen city, arguments of zealtroy, intrigue, riots of faithful against faithful, righteous outrage, and we're doing it instead... for... weed?
...
:-<
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby