A pale, ethereal lady walks arrogantly from the north. H: 5240 (100%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.449) The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle with faltering consciousness. H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.861)(apply exothermic|sip vitality)(-1767h, 33.7%) You take out some balm and quickly rub it on your skin. A feeling of comfortable warmth spreads over you. H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.202) You take a drink from an amethyst vial. The tonic heals and soothes you. H: 4394 (83%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.535)(+921h, 17.6%) A terrible, malevolent fury overtaking her noble features, Belladona, Queen of Vampires rips into your flesh. Dark blood sprays over her upturned face and she closes her eyes, basking in the throes of your agony. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.867)(outr potash|eat potash)(-2140h, 40.8%) You may apply another salve or balm to yourself. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.201) You remove 1 potash, bringing the total in the Rift to 9690. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.536) You eat a potash crystal. You feel your health and mana replenished. H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.541)(+419h, 8.0%, +15m, 0. 4%) dua (Ashtan): Havelock says, "Hello." H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.869) The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle with faltering consciousness. H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.873)(apply exothermic)(- 1441h, 27.5%) You say in a soft, dulcet voice, "Duanathar." You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to far above the clouds. Far above the clouds (indoors). Clouds roll through the skies far below, like distant fields of pristine snow. As the clouds shift and swirl beneath, glimpses of the continent of Sapience can below be caught: here, a swatch of emerald green forest, there the dusty beige of the Mhojave desert, or the stark black line of a rock cliff bordering the deep blue sea. Some magical protection makes it easy to breathe here despite the altitude, and the temperature is quite comfortable. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest, and down. H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:49.210)dua
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(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."
A pale, ethereal lady walks arrogantly from the north. H: 5240 (100%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.449) The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle with faltering consciousness. H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.861)(apply exothermic|sip vitality)(-1767h, 33.7%) You take out some balm and quickly rub it on your skin. A feeling of comfortable warmth spreads over you. H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.202) You take a drink from an amethyst vial. The tonic heals and soothes you. H: 4394 (83%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.535)(+921h, 17.6%) A terrible, malevolent fury overtaking her noble features, Belladona, Queen of Vampires rips into your flesh. Dark blood sprays over her upturned face and she closes her eyes, basking in the throes of your agony. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.867)(outr potash|eat potash)(-2140h, 40.8%) You may apply another salve or balm to yourself. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.201) You remove 1 potash, bringing the total in the Rift to 9690. H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.536) You eat a potash crystal. You feel your health and mana replenished. H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.541)(+419h, 8.0%, +15m, 0. 4%) dua (Ashtan): Havelock says, "Hello." H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.869) The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle with faltering consciousness. H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.873)(apply exothermic)(- 1441h, 27.5%) You say in a soft, dulcet voice, "Duanathar." You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to far above the clouds. Far above the clouds (indoors). Clouds roll through the skies far below, like distant fields of pristine snow. As the clouds shift and swirl beneath, glimpses of the continent of Sapience can below be caught: here, a swatch of emerald green forest, there the dusty beige of the Mhojave desert, or the stark black line of a rock cliff bordering the deep blue sea. Some magical protection makes it easy to breathe here despite the altitude, and the temperature is quite comfortable. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest, and down. H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:49.210)dua
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Psh, you're just lucky she didnt do her damn throat-punch or slurp-slurp.
@Ruth In Mhaldor I always feel when Sartan manifests infront of the citizens, everyone is too scared to say or do anything and it becomes eerily quiet.. >>. Sartan must feel unloved
@Ruth In Mhaldor I always feel when Sartan manifests infront of the citizens, everyone is too scared to say or do anything and it becomes eerily quiet.. >>. Sartan must feel unloved
You'd need borrowed arties and some willing friends to drop campfires or anything bring up the endurance and willpower, not to mention runes all over the place, rites, and maybe to leech from another dragon to begin with...that's a hell of a lot of planning and probably no sleep right there. Scary.
It could be done a lot faster to be honest, I was working 5-6 days a week throughout. Didn't have runes or blessings for the most part (only got blessings once), as for leeching, I think I did 50% of level 76 hunting with Garrus, and maybe 2-3% later on, the rest was solo. I wasn't planning on beating the record, I just got 80 before 19, then 82 before 19... And thought it was easy and fun. The fun drained by level 95 though, and it was just a slog. It's done now though!
Haha well done! I'm still stuck at level 85 but that's because I'm lazy and spend too much time doing a million other things apart from bashing. I wish I could bash more with the three hours I have each week to play and I'm over 100 years old now The last grind to Dragon is always the hardest, apparently, much like the grind to even Logosian.
Next step for you: Beat Penwize.
Not a hope of me beating Penwize, I like my sanity too much! My next goal is house advancement - the only reason I hunted so much is because I got annoyed at my house for refusing/ignoring my requests to take my HR1 test.
Rest assured, the refusing/ignoring was not out of laziness, malice, or bad hearing capability, but based on a clever scheme to make the Mojushai house into the most powerful, dragon-heavy force on Sapience. Now that you, as our first test candidate, have proven the viability of the concept, we can start to implement it on a broader basis and ignore novices as fiercely as nobody has ever ignored novices before.
You'd need borrowed arties and some willing friends to drop campfires or anything bring up the endurance and willpower, not to mention runes all over the place, rites, and maybe to leech from another dragon to begin with...that's a hell of a lot of planning and probably no sleep right there. Scary.
It could be done a lot faster to be honest, I was working 5-6 days a week throughout. Didn't have runes or blessings for the most part (only got blessings once), as for leeching, I think I did 50% of level 76 hunting with Garrus, and maybe 2-3% later on, the rest was solo. I wasn't planning on beating the record, I just got 80 before 19, then 82 before 19... And thought it was easy and fun. The fun drained by level 95 though, and it was just a slog. It's done now though!
Haha well done! I'm still stuck at level 85 but that's because I'm lazy and spend too much time doing a million other things apart from bashing. I wish I could bash more with the three hours I have each week to play and I'm over 100 years old now The last grind to Dragon is always the hardest, apparently, much like the grind to even Logosian.
You'd need borrowed arties and some willing friends to drop campfires or anything bring up the endurance and willpower, not to mention runes all over the place, rites, and maybe to leech from another dragon to begin with...that's a hell of a lot of planning and probably no sleep right there. Scary.
It could be done a lot faster to be honest, I was working 5-6 days a week throughout. Didn't have runes or blessings for the most part (only got blessings once), as for leeching, I think I did 50% of level 76 hunting with Garrus, and maybe 2-3% later on, the rest was solo. I wasn't planning on beating the record, I just got 80 before 19, then 82 before 19... And thought it was easy and fun. The fun drained by level 95 though, and it was just a slog. It's done now though!
Haha well done! I'm still stuck at level 85 but that's because I'm lazy and spend too much time doing a million other things apart from bashing. I wish I could bash more with the three hours I have each week to play and I'm over 100 years old now The last grind to Dragon is always the hardest, apparently, much like the grind to even Logosian.
Next step for you: Beat Penwize.
You're only 97 IC years old, silly text-wife.
I am? I don't even know anymore.
"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 black crow flaps in with a raucous shriek, wild fury in its piercing eyes. It disdainfully drops a letter into your hands before wheeling to soar away.
You see that the letter contains a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, and a Shallam Slammer.
You read what is written on an elegant white letter:
The corsairs insisted you have a drink on us.
Hope you visit again soon.
This letter is made of the finest quality paper, and is rolled into a cylinder, with a red ribbon to
keep it from unfurling.
It has 10 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
An elegant white letter is holding:
"glass362246" a Shallam Slammer
"glass366958" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367738" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367817" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367861" a Shallam Slammer
You give a trillingly melodic laugh.
This after dying like 6 times, 4 of those to Ashtan's guards.
@Ruth In Mhaldor I always feel when Sartan manifests infront of the citizens, everyone is too scared to say or do anything and it becomes eerily quiet.. >>. Sartan must feel unloved
Sartan knows not love.
Sartan is love. Sartan is life.
Now that you understand, Vayne, it is high time you convert.
“There is no greater sorrow than thinking back upon a happy time in misery--”
A black crow flaps in with a raucous shriek, wild fury in its piercing eyes. It disdainfully drops a letter into your hands before wheeling to soar away.
You see that the letter contains a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, a Shallam Slammer, and a Shallam Slammer.
You read what is written on an elegant white letter:
The corsairs insisted you have a drink on us.
Hope you visit again soon.
This letter is made of the finest quality paper, and is rolled into a cylinder, with a red ribbon to
keep it from unfurling.
It has 10 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
An elegant white letter is holding:
"glass362246" a Shallam Slammer
"glass366958" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367738" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367817" a Shallam Slammer
"glass367861" a Shallam Slammer
You give a trillingly melodic laugh.
This after dying like 6 times, 4 of those to Ashtan's guards.
Comments
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
Cue EF members getting awestruck and flustered at the sudden appearance. Was not expecting!
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H: 5240 (100%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.449)
The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches
your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle
with faltering consciousness.
H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:46.861)(apply exothermic|sip
vitality)(-1767h, 33.7%)
You take out some balm and quickly rub it on your skin.
A feeling of comfortable warmth spreads over you.
H: 3473 (66%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.202)
You take a drink from an amethyst vial.
The tonic heals and soothes you.
H: 4394 (83%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.535)(+921h, 17.6%)
A terrible, malevolent fury overtaking her noble features, Belladona, Queen of Vampires rips into
your flesh. Dark blood sprays over her upturned face and she closes her eyes, basking in the throes
of your agony.
H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:47.867)(outr potash|eat
potash)(-2140h, 40.8%)
You may apply another salve or balm to yourself.
H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.201)
You remove 1 potash, bringing the total in the Rift to 9690.
H: 2254 (43%), M: 4181 (99%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.536)
You eat a potash crystal.
You feel your health and mana replenished.
H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.541)(+419h, 8.0%, +15m, 0.
4%) dua
(Ashtan): Havelock says, "Hello."
H: 2673 (51%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.869)
The aching, bitter cold of the grave settles into your bones as Belladona, Queen of Vampires catches
your arm in a vice-like grip. A wild power flashes in her eyes as she withdraws and you struggle
with faltering consciousness.
H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:48.873)(apply exothermic)(-
1441h, 27.5%)
You say in a soft, dulcet voice, "Duanathar."
You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to far
above the clouds.
Far above the clouds (indoors).
Clouds roll through the skies far below, like distant fields of pristine snow. As the clouds shift
and swirl beneath, glimpses of the continent of Sapience can below be caught: here, a swatch of
emerald green forest, there the dusty beige of the Mhojave desert, or the stark black line of a rock
cliff bordering the deep blue sea. Some magical protection makes it easy to breathe here despite the
altitude, and the temperature is quite comfortable. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular
monolith is on the ground.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest, and down.
H: 1232 (23%), M: 4196 (100%), W:100%, E:100% 61.8% ex|cdbk- nil (02:26:49.210)dua
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Sartan is love. Sartan is life.
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You bitches.
9/01/2:18 I'm not sure if she's an enemy, but Kaitali is roaming your village phased.
..he messages as he casually roams Eleusis. O__O
Do not DM on forums unless you're ok with waiting a couple months!
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
oooh this must be a reply about my application!
Message #59 Sent by Achaea
9/02/0:24 An Eleusian ivy scabbard has decayed to dust in your absence.
-.-'