Memorable quotes

Arditi

Kresslack said:

You turn the handle once clockwise, and a curious ticking sound begins to issue from inside of a steel-encased strongchest.

= Sl Furl - hp 99%,Hl: 99%,CEnd 100%,Wd SE@27kts,Cr/Sp N@0,Sea Rough

Magister Dragonknight Lichlord says in a soft, raspy voice, "TICK TICK MOTHERFUCKER."

What was in it?

Saeva

Samuel L Jackson!!! Pulp Fiction!

Arditi

Alison Brie and I want to know.



How can you deny that excitement?

Kresslack

Arditi said:

Alison Brie and I want to know.



How can you deny that excitement?

I'm sorry....what was the questi....

Ruth

Dragonspire Mount.
A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground.  The Red Dragon
Silas' imposing form looms.
You see a single exit leading down.
7448h, 6482m|90%m, 100%e, 99%w,  kai, ex, 13.8%, cdbk- 12:35:46.824goto aalen 1
A heavy burden descends upon your soul as Silas lays the ancient Dragoncurse upon you.
You look about yourself, frenzied and wild-eyed.
Terror descends upon you and your head swims - you must find shelter!
The idea of eating or drinking is repulsive to you.
You gasp as your fine-tuned reflexes disappear into a haze of confusion.
7448h, 6482m|90%m, 100%e, 99%w,  kai, ex, 13.8%, cdbk- 12:35:49.596(focus|diag)
(mapper): Ended up off the path, recalculating a new path...
(mapper): Starting speedwalk from 26672 to 1856: (29 - <script>)
A Peaceful Courtyard (indoors).
Glowing with a soft light, a silvery cat o'nine tails whip lies here, its lashes splayed across the
ground.  The Red Dragon Silas' imposing form looms.
You see exits leading up and down.
7448h, 6482m|90%m, 99%e, 99%w,  kai, ex, 13.8%, cdbk- 12:35:51.122
You focus your mind intently on curing your mental maladies.
Your fear of heights subsides.

Gdi, Silas!

Halos

Sparkling crystal has been formed into a wondrous display from which drinks can be served. Shaped 

like a pyramid with half a sphere resting on top, it is able to contain two separate kinds of drinks.

 Delicate golden lettering on the upper bowl portion indicates that it is sanguine punch, while the 

lower vessel is labeled as alcoholic bloodsworn sangria. Sparkling engravings of pyres and phoenixes 

encircle the rim, the delicate craftsmanship a joy to behold. The lower vessel looks to be about 

half full.

You look at the elegant drink display, and try to decide if you want to PULL on the SPIGOT for some 

alcoholic sangria, or the LADLE for some regular sanguine punch.

You pull on the spigot to dispense some bloodsworn sangria, but find the reservoir is empty!

You look for the goblets to take a serving of punch, but find that the punch bowl is empty and there 

are no goblets to be found!

You greedy people. 

:-w

Kresslack

Never pass up good booze at an open bar.

Lala

we drank so so much at the ball, good times.

Orzaansyn

Lala said:

we drank so so much at the ball, good times.

And I was not invited.

Edit: Better image.

Carmell

Lala said:

we drank so so much at the ball, good times.

I don't know Lala,  the drinking had me laughing so hard.  Someone had to go and kill themselves on alcohol.  Then told me he could dance but never actually danced with me.

Hasar

Looking through my letters, and I don't even...uh..

You read what is written on an elegant white letter:

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

Hasar!

Hasar.

This is merely a greeting from afar.

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

Alcinae

Hasar said:

Looking through my letters, and I don't even...uh..

You read what is written on an elegant white letter:

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

Hasar!

Hasar.

This is merely a greeting from afar.

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

At least you get letters!

Kresslack

Probably from @Melodie.

Melodie

Why I never! [-(

Though, I do have an idea who it might be...

Ruth

HASAR, WHY DO YOU GET LOVE LETTERS AND I DON'T.


(actually, I will probably send you anonymous love letters too.)

Lala

Carmell said:

Lala said:

we drank so so much at the ball, good times.

I don't know Lala,  the drinking had me laughing so hard.  Someone had to go and kill themselves on alcohol.  Then told me he could dance but never actually danced with me.

Micaelis was killing me I was laughing so hard. I was waiting for him to die. So sad that he didn't dance with you we need to beat him up for that.

Carmell

Lala said:

Carmell said:

Lala said:

we drank so so much at the ball, good times.

I don't know Lala,  the drinking had me laughing so hard.  Someone had to go and kill themselves on alcohol.  Then told me he could dance but never actually danced with me.

Micaelis was killing me I was laughing so hard. I was waiting for him to die. So sad that he didn't dance with you we need to beat him up for that.

He blamed me for him dying.  I was supposed to stop him from drinking so much that he died.  I mean really?  I told him to stop.  What that man does I can't stop him.  I mean it's not like I'm his true love or anything.

Mishgul

I get hate mail. I recently got one saying i was underweight.

Eld

Mishgul said:

I get hate mail. I recently got one saying i was underweight.

Wouldn't that be weight mail?

Jurixe

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "Oh, I have noticed one thing that needs work in Baelgrim, Jurixe."

Jurixe tilts her dark head slightly, curious.

You say in Mhaldorian in a low, silken voice, "And what is that?"

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "Not to overstep my boundries, 'course, but the only Dwarven female I've seen about the place could use some more stubble, possibly a beard, but something. They just ain't much attractive without one."

Jurixe laughs despite herself, the high, clear sound echoing in the large chamber.

You say amusedly in Mhaldorian in a low, silken voice, "I would be wary of propositioning Mhaldorian women, if I were you."

You say amusedly in Mhaldorian in a low, silken voice, "They are just as likely to...dismember you...as they are to succumb."

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "Aye, she wasn't much of a looker, so there's no way in Sartan's Inferno that I would. I said something about it to your Archbishop, and he assured me that it'd be taken care of."

Jurixe rubs two fingers against her nose to somewhat unsuccessfully obscure a smile, though telltale amusement glimmers in her eyes.

You say in Mhaldorian in a low, silken voice, "I am unsure if even the Archbishop can grow whiskers on a Dwarven woman on command, but that must be an interesting conversation."

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "Aye, I'll raise my battleaxe to that. Best left to him."

[so me thinking he's talking about some random denizen, and then later...]

You tell Grimden, a Blackrock scout in Mhaldorian, "The Apocrypha?"

You tell Grimden, a Blackrock scout in Mhaldorian, "There is a copy at the crossroads."

Nadria curtseys respectfully before Grimden, a Blackrock scout.

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "My thanks, Messiah. A good custom to follow."

Nadria says to Grimden, a Blackrock scout in a veiled, shady voice, "Grew the beard out for you, Scout."

She is a stout dwarf and she has a small body. Delicate ebony hair cascades around her face about shoulder-length. Her eyes are black and haunting like a nightmare of sinful desire. She has a thin, aquiline nose. Tantalizing scarlet is the color of her luscious lips. She has a small black, braided beard with white flame charms hanging off of it. Her body shape is somewhat tall and slender like an hourglass. Porcelain white is the color of her magnificent body. The faint shape of an ebony rose wrapped in thorns has been etched onto her elbow. On one of her muscular legs, she bears a tattoo of a succulent succubus wrapped in translucent crimson silk.

She is wearing:

 a bag of stasis,

 knee length silver combat boots,

 a glittering ring of vitality,

 a Mayan ring,

 a suit of ring mail,

 a canvas backpack, and

 a set of alchemical robes

Grimden, a Blackrock scout blinks.

Comprehension flickers in Jurixe's grey eyes, and she turns away quickly.

(clan): Dragonknight says, "...Nads are you trying to sex the dwarf."

Nadria says to Grimden, a Blackrock scout in a veiled, shady voice, "As you suggested."

Grimden, a Blackrock scout says, "Aye, well I'll be! A good one at that, too."

Jurixe tilts her head up to the ceiling, pressing her lips together tightly in an 

effort to hide a smile.

(clan): Nadria says, "No he said I wasnt bad looking could just do with a wee bit of a 

beard or stubble."

Dragonknight chuckles long and heartily.

Nagaraja Arditi Nithilar, Eye of the Silver Arrow says to you in Mhaldorian, "Do remind me to ensure there are proper grooming standards within my House, Naga."

Xer chuckles quietly.

You say to Arditi in Mhaldorian in a low, silken voice, "Well, different standards of attractiveness."

Kresslack says in Mhaldorian in a deep, strong voice, "A good beard is a good thing to have."

Nadria says in a veiled, shady voice, "Especially for a dwarven woman."

Xer's lips twitch upwards.

Grimden, a Blackrock scout exclaims, "Aye, I'll raise my battleaxe to that!"

Nadria performs a graceful curtsey.

Nadria leaves to the northwest.

A diminutive homunculus resembling Nadria gives an abrupt jerk and lurches off to the northwest.

Despite herself, Jurixe chuckles softly, the sound low and melodic.

Made my day.

Florentino

A contract has been put on your life by Inara and accepted by Denex. Please 

note that this is for informational purposes only. It does not alter anything 

in regards to your PK or issue rights on Inara until an actual attack is made 

upon you.

A contract has been put on your life by Inara and accepted by Denex. Please 

note that this is for informational purposes only. It does not alter anything 

in regards to your PK or issue rights on Inara until an actual attack is made 

upon you.

A contract has been put on your life by Inara and accepted by Denex. Please 

note that this is for informational purposes only. It does not alter anything 

in regards to your PK or issue rights on Inara until an actual attack is made 

upon you.

You tell Ambassador Inara Le'Dominae, "I'll make you a deal. Cancel those, and 

I won't try to rob Cyrenians again for a bit. Keep them active, and I'll try 

doubly hard."

Inara tells you, "You're aware that if I agree to this and you rob a Cyrenian 

again, I can issue you for fraud, correct?"

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Yes, dear, that's exactly how the *pkrules work

Santar

What kind of sissy ass Mhaldorian are you?

"Please no kill me sir! I stop robbing! Promise!"

Florentino

If I kept every promise I ever made I'd be a goat herder in Kazakhstan right now

Kresslack

A sharp crack of thunder rings out as a searing bolt of lightning discharges from a raging dervish 

and slams into you.

A sharp crack of thunder rings out as a searing bolt of lightning discharges from a raging dervish 

and slams into you.(sip vitality|outr potash|eat potash) (-2884h, 82.4%) 

You have recovered balance on all limbs.BALANCE = YES  (2.885s)

Synbios

Jurixe said:

Kresslack says in Mhaldorian in a deep, strong voice, "A good beard is a good thing to have."

Nadria says in a veiled, shady voice, "Especially for a dwarven woman."

Xer's lips twitch upwards.

Grimden, a Blackrock scout exclaims, "Aye, I'll raise my battleaxe to that!"

Yes, I'm sure, Grimden.

Kyrra

Speaking of letters...

You see that the letter contains a runic totem.
You read what is written on an elegant white letter:
Kyrra,

I can no longer use this, so I deliver it onto you for safekeeping.

Regards,

Your favourite Mhaldorian


p.s. Try not to use this on me in the future, as a bludgen or otherwise.

:x

Yae

Descending in a graceful arc, a woodland kestrel pecks at its binding and drops a letter into your hands before winging away in a flurry of dun-hued colour.

You see that the letter contains a portrait of Yae.
You read what is written on an elegant white letter:
Druidess Yae,

I am so sorry! I have no idea what happened with this frightening tree
in the portrait, I don't even remember painting it! I can only imagine
it is some aspect of Mayaween toying with my portraits. I hope, despite
it, that this is still to your satisfaction.

Regards,

Taurelasse

You take a portrait of Yae from an elegant white letter.

Painted in the centre of this portrait is a petite atavian maiden. She is a contrast to the darkened forest
behind her, white dress and white wings standing out prominently in the night, though the black leggings and
slippers nearly blend in to the background, giving the rest of the body an ethereal quality. A slight smile
rests on her lips as light brown eyes gaze upon the surrounding foliage, one hand brushing through cascading
silver hair, showing a henna tattoo of flowers and swirls, the other reaching upwards towards one of the trees
displaying a thistle scar across the palm. In direct opposition of the rest of the painting, this particular
tree is gnarled and blackened. A horrific face with eyes of hatred go unnoticed by the maiden, even though one
sinuous branch appears to reach toward her hand in a malevolent gesture.
It has 75 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s).

:x

Triak

General log for the Ashura:
2013/10/26 21:35:58 - Tecton removed Bard from the list of permitted classes.
2013/10/26 21:37:22 - Tecton > ^ As requested by the Archdragon.

You sent the following message to Tecton:
Omg revolt!!

Message #1          Sent by Tecton
10/26/21:38 Don't make me come tremolo you.

Iocun

*applaud @Nemutaur*

Chryenth

*cautious optimism*