So I log for the first time on a Saturday day time and four mins in this pretty much happens.
[spoiler] A simple woven tray of sushi comes falling down from above to land with a 'THUMP.'
Ellodin narrows his eyes and stares upwards.
You say, "Err."
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "You want it?"
You say, "Em. No thank you. I'm not a fan of raining fish."
Ellodin picks up a simple woven tray of sushi.
Ellodin's eyes gleam with generosity.
Ellodin begins to wield a simple woven tray of sushi in his left hand.
All of Ellodin's reflections wink out of existence! Ellodin cocks back his arm and throws a simple woven tray of sushi northeast.
Ellodin rubs his hands together greedily.
You chuckle long and heartily.
Upon the Oaken Way. The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Suffused with the power of Nature, a veiled dryad lingers in the shadows. Handaxes at the ready, a woodland ranger stands quietly. There are 2 Briar Knights here. With silent vigil, a gnarled treekin roots to the treetop vantage. Aarashi Shamshir Ada Young is here. Aisling Vallah is here. She wields a Shield of Absorption in her right hand. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. You see exits leading southeast and southwest.
A simple woven tray of sushi comes lofting in to you from the northeast, and you catch it nimbly.
You sway back and forth.
A feeling of generosity spreads throughout you.
You have recovered equilibrium. (0.479s)
You rub your hands together greedily.
You have recovered equilibrium. (0.412s)
You cease to wield a vine-wreathed sylvanic quarterstaff.
You begin to wield a simple woven tray of sushi in your right hand.
Ellodin snaps his fingers in front of you. <-- my SVO was broken so HAH You are far too selfish to throw that away.
You loft a simple woven tray of sushi northeast to Aisling.
You have recovered balance on all limbs. (1.944s)
A simple woven tray of sushi comes lofting in, from the northeast, to Ellodin, who catches it nimbly.
Ellodin begins to wield a garland of periwinkles in his left hand.
Ellodin's eyes gleam with generosity.
Ellodin lofts a garland of periwinkles northeast.
Ellodin begins to wield a garland of periwinkles in his left hand.
Ellodin lofts a garland of periwinkles northeast.
Ellodin rubs his hands together greedily.
Seifur arrives, following Aisling. Ada arrives, following Aisling. Aisling arrives from the northeast.
Ada raises her hand in greeting and says "Hi!"
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "I'm not eating this."
You say, "Other people play bal, we play sushi!"
Aisling Vallah looks surprised and says, "No one likes sushi."
Seifur begins making an entry in a black leather journal, disappearing from sight.
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "I didn't get a good look at him."
You say, "Oi someone dropped it from the sky earlier."
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "Did he shave his beard yet?"
Aisling Vallah looks surprised and says, "Five second rule." [/spoiler]
This is what goes on when I'm not around? I miss out.
"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."
Man, there should be a *fliptable* type option so you can quickly quit multiple orgs at once. It's an incredible pain in the arse when you've been in leadership or whatever and you have so damn many clans and everything and you have to quit/agree through the lot
Man, there should be a *fliptable* type option so you can quickly quit multiple orgs at once. It's an incredible pain in the arse when you've been in leadership or whatever and you have so damn many clans and everything and you have to quit/agree through the lot
What's more awkward is when your character's partner jabs you with double delph, and you're asleep for all of three seconds, and you have that dream...
The ship "The Ophelia" finally slides below the surface of the deep, broken and defeated.
So fitting >.>
(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."
Kind of made me laugh because I've done this plenty of times myself, but never at such a bad time:
Iocun, riding a white camel, flies up from the ground, carried by a pair of atavian wings that flare with power. A grey-brown rattlesnake enters from the ether. [here - Iocun (1)] 6790h, 4945m, 28725e, 17699w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0 (-69m, 1.4%) Iocun, riding a white camel, gallops off to the down. A grey-brown rattlesnake slithers off to the ether. 6790h, 4945m, 28725e, 17699w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0 sq d Treacherous mountain path (road). A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. A lithe black panther prowls here restlessly, wings carefully folded. A fierce xabat impatiently swings his tail back and forth. Nearly indiscernible in the shadows, a majestic peryton stands stoically here. Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Sir Tirac Savril, Champion of the Blade is here. He wields a colossal stygian fang in his left hand and a spiked iron shield in his right. Treacherous mountain path (road). A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. There are 2 comical jack- in-the-boxes here. A vicious death adder is here, hood flared in warning. A delicate tunic of spun spiderwebs lies on the ground. A pearly white spindle lies here. A light smudge of green indicates a pinch of malachite dusts the ground here. Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Before two towering mountains (road). A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. An occupied iron gibbet, suspended from a wooden gallows, creaks ominously in the breeze. A decaying corpse has been impaled here upon a fifteen foot stake. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A brightly coloured jack-in-the-box rests quietly on the ground. A vicious death adder is here, hood flared in warning. A white camel is here, ruminant. A small grey-brown rattlesnake is coiled here, rattling menacingly. Minion Joleni, Disciple of Jemba is here. Iocun is here, sleeping soundly. Droch Shirszae Nynniaw is here. She wields an ornate steel rapier in her left hand and a bard's harp in her right. Mycen Rousseau, Mistress of Torment is here, hidden. She wields a barbed frost bow in both hands. You can see no further. 6790h, 4863m, 28725e, 17704w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0 Iocun dies, features contorted from the poison delivered by Arcitena Saibel Aristata. 6790h, 4863m, 28725e, 17704w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0
...
Iocun dies, features contorted from the poison delivered by Mycen Rousseau, Mistress of Torment.
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
You tell Iocun in Mhaldorian, "Whistle Mistle Missle Arrow Bow Tow."
Iocun tells you in Cyrenese, "Late leadership."
You tell Iocun in Mhaldorian, "Indeed your leadership tends to be late for it's deadlines."
Iocun tells you in Cyrenese, "Later oppression prince waste version landmark different breaking date two herself rise god possibly: foolish text."
You tell Iocun in Mhaldorian, "Prince Waste will be oppress when deemed fit regardless of which different version their landmarking is. The foolishs text containing the breaking date shall not be turned over to the risen god herself."
Iocun tells you in Cyrenese, "Usual msg it's four moved rock lead!? possess strength Mhaldor peace some!!"
You tell Iocun in Mhaldorian, "The usual message shall be used to relay our communications. Four movement and we shall be as stable as a lead rock. May you too possess the strength of Mhaldor and something about peace."
Iocun tells you in Cyrenese, "Draw."
I think I am making headway on an alliance with Cyrene.
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*They didn't really do it together *hides*
[spoiler]
A simple woven tray of sushi comes falling down from above to land with a 'THUMP.'
Ellodin narrows his eyes and stares upwards.
You say, "Err."
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "You want it?"
You say, "Em. No thank you. I'm not a fan of raining fish."
Ellodin picks up a simple woven tray of sushi.
Ellodin's eyes gleam with generosity.
Ellodin begins to wield a simple woven tray of sushi in his left hand.
All of Ellodin's reflections wink out of existence!
Ellodin cocks back his arm and throws a simple woven tray of sushi northeast.
Ellodin rubs his hands together greedily.
You chuckle long and heartily.
Upon the Oaken Way.
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground.
Suffused with the power of Nature, a veiled dryad lingers in the shadows. Handaxes at the
ready, a woodland ranger stands quietly. There are 2 Briar Knights here. With silent vigil,
a gnarled treekin roots to the treetop vantage. Aarashi Shamshir Ada Young is here.
Aisling Vallah is here. She wields a Shield of Absorption in her right hand. She is
surrounded by one reflection of herself.
You see exits leading southeast and southwest.
A simple woven tray of sushi comes lofting in to you from the northeast, and you catch it
nimbly.
You sway back and forth.
A feeling of generosity spreads throughout you.
You have recovered equilibrium. (0.479s)
You rub your hands together greedily.
You have recovered equilibrium. (0.412s)
You cease to wield a vine-wreathed sylvanic quarterstaff.
You begin to wield a simple woven tray of sushi in your right hand.
Ellodin snaps his fingers in front of you. <-- my SVO was broken so HAH
You are far too selfish to throw that away.
You loft a simple woven tray of sushi northeast to Aisling.
You have recovered balance on all limbs. (1.944s)
A simple woven tray of sushi comes lofting in, from the northeast, to Ellodin, who catches
it nimbly.
Ellodin begins to wield a garland of periwinkles in his left hand.
Ellodin's eyes gleam with generosity.
Ellodin lofts a garland of periwinkles northeast.
Ellodin begins to wield a garland of periwinkles in his left hand.
Ellodin lofts a garland of periwinkles northeast.
Ellodin rubs his hands together greedily.
Seifur arrives, following Aisling.
Ada arrives, following Aisling.
Aisling arrives from the northeast.
Ada raises her hand in greeting and says "Hi!"
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "I'm not eating
this."
You say, "Other people play bal, we play sushi!"
Aisling Vallah looks surprised and says, "No one likes sushi."
Seifur begins making an entry in a black leather journal, disappearing from sight.
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "I didn't get a good look at him."
You say, "Oi someone dropped it from the sky earlier."
Ellodin Longshanks, Magistrar of Battle says in a quiet but clear voice, "Did he shave his beard yet?"
Aisling Vallah looks surprised and says, "Five second rule."
[/spoiler]
This is what goes on when I'm not around? I miss out.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
remort as ent cavalier confirm
..I'm guessing birthing a baby gave me power. Am I doing my part in populating Mhaldor, @Bonko?!
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
So fitting >.>
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onager###### Ship bow A star-shot Major N/A Yes
ballista###### Ship bow Not loaded None N/A Yes
thrower###### Ship bow Not loaded Low N/A Yes
Yeowch.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Iocun, riding a white camel, flies up from the ground, carried by a pair of atavian wings that flare
with power.
A grey-brown rattlesnake enters from the ether.
[here - Iocun (1)]
6790h, 4945m, 28725e, 17699w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0 (-69m, 1.4%)
Iocun, riding a white camel, gallops off to the down.
A grey-brown rattlesnake slithers off to the ether.
6790h, 4945m, 28725e, 17699w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0 sq d
Treacherous mountain path (road).
A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. A lithe black panther
prowls here restlessly, wings carefully folded. A fierce xabat impatiently swings his tail back and
forth. Nearly indiscernible in the shadows, a majestic peryton stands stoically here. Hands of
rotting flesh and white bone push up from the ground. Sir Tirac Savril, Champion of the Blade is
here. He wields a colossal stygian fang in his left hand and a spiked iron shield in his right.
Treacherous mountain path (road).
A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. There are 2 comical jack-
in-the-boxes here. A vicious death adder is here, hood flared in warning. A delicate tunic of spun
spiderwebs lies on the ground. A pearly white spindle lies here. A light smudge of green indicates a
pinch of malachite dusts the ground here. Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the
ground.
Before two towering mountains (road).
A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. An occupied iron gibbet,
suspended from a wooden gallows, creaks ominously in the breeze. A decaying corpse has been impaled
here upon a fifteen foot stake. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A brightly coloured
jack-in-the-box rests quietly on the ground. A vicious death adder is here, hood flared in warning.
A white camel is here, ruminant. A small grey-brown rattlesnake is coiled here, rattling menacingly.
Minion Joleni, Disciple of Jemba is here. Iocun is here, sleeping soundly. Droch Shirszae Nynniaw
is here. She wields an ornate steel rapier in her left hand and a bard's harp in her right. Mycen
Rousseau, Mistress of Torment is here, hidden. She wields a barbed frost bow in both hands.
You can see no further.
6790h, 4863m, 28725e, 17704w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0
Iocun dies, features contorted from the poison delivered by Arcitena Saibel Aristata.
6790h, 4863m, 28725e, 17704w ex|cdbk Rakerurn nothing [0|0|0|0|0|0] - 0
...
Iocun dies, features contorted from the poison delivered by Mycen Rousseau, Mistress of Torment.
Results of disembowel testing | Knight limb counter | GMCP AB files
Or if you dare him like I did.
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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I think I am making headway on an alliance with Cyrene.
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