Elode, an Arcadian maiden twirls about, laughing gaily. Elode, an Arcadian maiden exclaims, "Oh, I love Fak'trar so much!"
Elode survived the catastrophic destruction of her adopted homeland. She works in a shop called 'Combat Scriptures' in the military district of the holy city of Targossas. She's been through a lot.
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Elode, an Arcadian shield maiden says gruffly, "Welcome to Combat Scriptures."
Elode, an Arcadian shield maiden twirls a steel blade in the air sharply then rapidly resheathes it.
Elode, an Arcadian shield maiden whispers, "Fak'trar, I will avenge you, my darling."
Elode, an Arcadian shield maiden murmurs a fervent prayer before turning to organise a shelf of books nearby.
A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
Never been more terrified while playing this game. First experiment with phase on my Serpent. I was somewhere I shouldn't have been. He was one second from seeing me.
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And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
Never been more terrified while playing this game. First experiment with phase on my Serpent. I was somewhere I shouldn't have been. He was one second from seeing me.
Hitting and running: Fiery pain burns through your chest as a one-eyed freshwater alligator lunges from the water and clamps his teeth down on your torso, splintering ribs. 2690h, 4070m cexkb-00:36:10:643(-1520 Health) You take a drink from a cedarwood vial. The tonic heals and soothes you. 3391h, 4070m cexkb-00:36:10:766(+701 Health) You grab hold of a nearby branch and swing nimbly up into the treetops.
A one-eyed freshwater alligator clambers up from the ground below.
Tinelle - KILLED: cloven by Blade Aspirant Vicious, Ward of Red Squadron. (Text Terrorists): You say, "Wtf dude." (Text Terrorists): You say, "You part of like a star wars squadron?" (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Ikr." (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Red Leader reporting in." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "That's what I thought the whole time they started those." (Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Red 2 reporting in." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "Been waiting on a Death Star to show up." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Stay on target..." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "And hover over Mhaldor." (Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Oh not a star wars joke...:(." (Text Terrorists): You say, "THEY CAME FROM BEHIND." (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So, if Mhaldor is the Rebels. Does that make Targ the Imperials?" (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So Shallam was the first Death Star." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Lol." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Does that make silas the emperor?"
(Text Terrorists): You say, "THEY CAME FROM BEHIND." (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So, if Mhaldor is the Rebels. Does that make Targ the Imperials?" (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So Shallam was the first Death Star." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Lol." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Does that make Silas the Emperor?"
Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Much like every raid, Ashtan and Mhaldor showed up and everyone else fled to a boat, with some random cityless hobo getting in the way."
Tinelle - KILLED: cloven by Blade Aspirant Vicious, Ward of Red Squadron. (Text Terrorists): You say, "Wtf dude." (Text Terrorists): You say, "You part of like a star wars squadron?" (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Ikr." (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Red Leader reporting in." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "That's what I thought the whole time they started those." (Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Red 2 reporting in." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "Been waiting on a Death Star to show up." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Stay on target..." (Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "And hover over Mhaldor." (Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Oh not a star wars joke...:(." (Text Terrorists): You say, "THEY CAME FROM BEHIND." (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So, if Mhaldor is the Rebels. Does that make Targ the Imperials?" (Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So Shallam was the first Death Star." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Lol." (Text Terrorists): You say, "Does that make silas the emperor?"
Come on. No "its a trap" jokes? I'm disappointed.
Janeway: Tuvok! *clapclap* Release my hounds!
Krenim: Hounds? How cliche.
Janeway: Tuvok! *clapclap* Release my rape gorilla!
- 2013/06/15 14:45:27 - Synbios dies screaming under the assault of Droch Proficy's fire and flame.
Normally, dying due to unfortunate circumstances(combination of lag, nasty Magi damage, and worse - that burning need to help out my bashing partner even though I'm more of a hindrance, sry @Antonius) hardly elicits a 'meh' from me, but not today. Turns out that playing Dragonforce makes that meeting with Thoth all the more awesome.
You say, "I wonder, if a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he
still wrong?"
Synbios slaps you.
Kalvon slaps you.
You hear a whistling noise and notice a narrow beam of yellow energy arcing through the heavens and
striking your body. Pain envelopes you as golden fire surrounds and engulfs you in a paroxysm of suffering before it departs, leaving your body charred and smoking. You realise that this was but a warning.
The Divine voice of Aurora echoes in your head, "There is always a Woman around to hear, Shunsui."
You say, "I wonder, if a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he
still wrong?"
Synbios slaps you.
Kalvon slaps you.
You hear a whistling noise and notice a narrow beam of yellow energy arcing through the heavens and
striking your body. Pain envelopes you as golden fire surrounds and engulfs you in a paroxysm of suffering before it departs, leaving your body charred and smoking. You realise that this was but a warning.
The Divine voice of Aurora echoes in your head, "There is always a Woman around to hear, Shunsui."
That has to be one of the best warning shots I've seen. Sadly I've seen quite a few.
So Aerek popped in for the first time in a month, and during the course of the conversation...
You say with a flowing, cultured accent, "You never did like to sit idle. That's wonderful, though. I've enough to purchase your bookcase and the stove easily."
Sir Aerek Ancyrion says, "And there's enough in the Vota to pay for the library token."
Sir Aerek Ancyrion asks, "Do I assume by "my" bookcase, you're referring to the exorbitantly-priced one that you don't necessarily approve of?"
Aerek's eyes sparkle with amusement.
You smile impishly and say with a flowing, cultured accent, "Maybe."
You say with a flowing, cultured accent, "I have about one million, seven hundred and fifty thousand, so either way, I'm able to cover it."
Sir Aerek Ancyrion says, "It might come out cheaper, I've switched some priorities."
Sir Aerek Ancyrion says, "Good lord."
Sir Aerek Ancyrion asks, "What have you been doing while I'm away?"
You glance around with shifty eyes, revelling in indecent thoughts.
Sir Aerek Ancyrion asks, "Turning tricks?"
You look surprised and say with a flowing, cultured accent, "Aerek!"
You say with a flowing, cultured accent, "The only tricks I turn is spinning my mace as I'm slaughtering whatever creature is in front of me at that moment."
Aerek lets slip a sly smile.
Sir Aerek Ancyrion says, "You always were the gentle, sentimental sort."
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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And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
- Limb Counter - Fracture Relapsing -
"Honestly, I just love that it counts limbs." - Mizik Corten
(Text Terrorists): You say, "Wtf dude."
(Text Terrorists): You say, "You part of like a star wars squadron?"
(Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Ikr."
(Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "Red Leader reporting in."
(Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "That's what I thought the whole time they started those."
(Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Red 2 reporting in."
(Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "Been waiting on a Death Star to show up."
(Text Terrorists): You say, "Stay on target..."
(Text Terrorists): Mycen says, "And hover over Mhaldor."
(Text Terrorists): Vicious says, "Oh not a star wars joke...:(."
(Text Terrorists): You say, "THEY CAME FROM BEHIND."
(Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So, if Mhaldor is the Rebels. Does that make Targ the Imperials?"
(Text Terrorists): Dragonknight says, "So Shallam was the first Death Star."
(Text Terrorists): You say, "Lol."
(Text Terrorists): You say, "Does that make silas the emperor?"
i'm a rebel
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
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Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Much like every raid, Ashtan and Mhaldor
showed up and everyone else fled to a boat, with some random cityless hobo
getting in the way."
That has to be one of the best warning shots I've seen. Sadly I've seen quite a few.
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
Party right, party hard,
Sing and dance, perfect bard.
Prefarar loop, accentato whore,Buy a new rapier, get nerfed some more.
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
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.