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  • AchillesAchilles Los Angeles
    edited December 2013
    That's some pretty effective multi-tasking. Proficy and Santar were dueling at the time.

    You tell Santar Darkwind, "Heading out, no earring."
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6972 (99%) (91%)w, (100%)e 12:40:58.164 ex- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)cwho
    Santar tells you, "See ya."
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6987 (99%) (91%)w, (100%)e 12:41:01.554 ex- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)(-15 Mana) vg pro
    veilglance pro
    Folding the Veil of reality, you bend your mighty will to seek out Proficy.
    Along the Prelatorian Highway (road).
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    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A ladder of long, soft
    leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the
    south. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the northeast. A young blue dragon stands here with
    an aloof stare, wagging his tail idly. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on
    the ground. Shoremaster Proficy is here, sprawled on the floor. Santar Darkwind is here, shrouded.
    He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand and Thoth's fang in his right.
    You see exits leading northeast and south.
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6483 (92%) (90%)w, (100%)e 12:41:05.673 x- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)(-504 Mana)
    You have recovered equilibrium. (4.802s)
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6604 (94%) (90%)w, (100%)e 12:41:10.472 ex- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)(+121 Mana) vg pro
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    Folding the Veil of reality, you bend your mighty will to seek out Proficy.
    Along the Prelatorian Highway (road).
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    ----------------- -28:18:0 ------------------
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A ladder of long, soft
    leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the
    south. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the northeast. A young blue dragon stands here with
    an aloof stare, wagging his tail idly. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on
    the ground. Shoremaster Proficy is here, sprawled on the floor. Santar Darkwind is here, shrouded.
    He is rapidly swinging a sword above his head.
    You see exits leading northeast and south.
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6164 (88%) (90%)w, (99%)e 12:41:15.410 x- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)(-440 Mana)
    Proficy's back has broken under convulsions caused by Santar Darkwind's voyria venom.
    H: 8768 (104%), M: 6285 (89%) (90%)w, (100%)e 12:41:19.781 x- 0/0|0/2|0/0|4 -d (null)(+121 Mana)
    You have recovered equilibrium. (4.85s)

    No burst otherwise it might have been a double kill
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  • Malakath has been slain by the might of a branding iron.
    "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."

  • Wysteria said:

    Malakath has been slain by the might of a branding iron.

    gold sovereigns, now iron... For the love of god, someone call the Alchemists before it's too late!
  • Tahquil said:

    Yes?

    Fix it.
    "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."

  • @Tahquil: Better.
    "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."

  • Amid the thriving indigo.
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Pale violet flowers bloom upon a bushy indigo plant. An indigo nightfire butterfly flutters here peacefully. A common red admiral butterfly flits about over your head. Atalkez al'Dejan, the Damned is here. He wields a bard's lyre in his left hand and an ornate steel rapier in his right.
    You see exits leading north, northeast, east, west, and northwest.
    "Tsk, tsk," you say, waggling a finger at Atalkez.
    A look of true love crosses Atalkez's face.
    A look of purest love crosses Atalkez's face, and Atalkez is summoned away.

  • Amid the thriving indigo.
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Pale violet flowers bloom upon a bushy indigo plant. An indigo nightfire butterfly flutters here peacefully. A common red admiral butterfly flits about over your head. Atalkez al'Dejan, the Damned is here. He wields a bard's lyre in his left hand and an ornate steel rapier in his right.
    You see exits leading north, northeast, east, west, and northwest.
    "Tsk, tsk," you say, waggling a finger at Atalkez.
    A look of true love crosses Atalkez's face.
    A look of purest love crosses Atalkez's face, and Atalkez is summoned away.

    Product of 5v1 ganks being normal :)




    Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
  • Atalkez said:

    Amid the thriving indigo.
    The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Pale violet flowers bloom upon a bushy indigo plant. An indigo nightfire butterfly flutters here peacefully. A common red admiral butterfly flits about over your head. Atalkez al'Dejan, the Damned is here. He wields a bard's lyre in his left hand and an ornate steel rapier in his right.
    You see exits leading north, northeast, east, west, and northwest.
    "Tsk, tsk," you say, waggling a finger at Atalkez.
    A look of true love crosses Atalkez's face.
    A look of purest love crosses Atalkez's face, and Atalkez is summoned away.

    Product of 5v1 ganks being normal :)
    Usually it's the other way around. 5 people appearing by earring. :(
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  • Mishgul said:

    5 people isn't a gank. Have you seen power rangers? 5 people is a duel.

    OMG, no, power rangers were 5 v 100.

    Granted, it'd be like 5 of the best against an army of newbies.
    Achieved dragon on the 13th of Aeguary, 634 - aged 21 and 1 month and 21 days.

    Elder dragon on the 6th of Chronos 635 - aged 22 and 8 months and 14 days.
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    They said they were duelling.

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    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • Mishgul said:

    They said they were duelling.

    They were the ones getting ganked!
    Achieved dragon on the 13th of Aeguary, 634 - aged 21 and 1 month and 21 days.

    Elder dragon on the 6th of Chronos 635 - aged 22 and 8 months and 14 days.
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    Duelling*

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    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • Mishgul said:

    Duelling*

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    Drooling
    Achieved dragon on the 13th of Aeguary, 634 - aged 21 and 1 month and 21 days.

    Elder dragon on the 6th of Chronos 635 - aged 22 and 8 months and 14 days.
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    Yes.

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    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • Lucine said:

    Upon dark, webbed wings, a small forest bat scours the area for prey.

    The furry pelt of this small bat is dark brown, with a belly of lighter grey, making him nearly
    invisible in the shadows. His black eyes are small and beady, while his large ears and narrow snout
    give him a vulpine appearance, accentuated by the sharp teeth that line his mouth. With a shorter
    wingspan than most birds of comparable size, this bat is able to manoeuvre efficiently through
    confined spaces, such as the dense forests from which he originates. He is called 'Nacht.'
    A forest bat looks relatively helpless.
    He weighs about 3 pounds and 12 ounce(s).
    He is loyal to Lucine.
    A forest bat is holding:
    Nothing.
    It will reset to you.

    STOP ENABLING ME ACHAEA!

    Thank you, come again.

  • You have slain an inquisitive bear cub, retrieving the corpse.

    Don't be so cheap: offer something significant!


    0_0


  • Quotable stuff all day!

    (Party): Santar says, "I had dunn dead but."
    (Party): Santar says, "Like 4 people earring'd in to help him while I was 1v1ing."

     i'm a rebel

  • edited January 2014
    Someone's mad. Was a Gare fight that moved out of Gare when I saw Havyn lurking. Was not even remotely close to dead. If you count not breaking a limb in dform with no affs on as close to dead, sure.


  • edited January 2014
    I'm not mad. :(

     i'm a rebel

  • Tesha said:

    Quotable stuff all day!

    (Party): Santar says, "I had dunn dead but."
    (Party): Santar says, "Like 4 people earring'd in to help him while I was 1v1ing."

    Found the problem in your argument right here. What you got there is a classic Santar, I see 'em popping up all over Targossas there days, but you never know where the next one will pop up. You're gonna need to treat that with a heavy coating of disbelief and ensure you know who you're listening to.

    Don't worry, here to help.
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    Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."

  • Bringing out the Lucy pics is a cheap path to victory. Fine.

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     i'm a rebel

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