- 2014/02/27 18:55:44 - Aurora says, "At last! I have escaped those dastardly pygmies! Any tips on what I should do next?"
- 2014/02/27 18:56:33 - Juliet says, "You would simply slay Beku with Your lightning I imagine, Lady Aurora!"
- 2014/02/27 18:56:35 - Orzaansyn says, "I did not expect less of Your Divine powers."
- 2014/02/27 18:59:03 - Orzaansyn says, "I believe that what You should do next is to surrender Your City to the Lord, Lady Aurora."
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Nicer than I am. Some punk novice from Eleusis killed my kitten and I want to spread his entrails along the highway.
(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."
I am currently on a countdown of one particular novice I'm waiting to kill next I see them. Two pending for myself, and six out of courtesy for everyone else. Leave my armadillo alone damnit.
"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."
I was just confused 'cause two days ago he was telling me how we should have more spars.
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| City |
| Ashtan : Rank 1 - Plebeian |
| Soldier : Yes |
Aaaannndd first day there got into a really stupid argument with someone which I tried to walk away, only to have them whine on city channel and follow me to try and continue it. Resulted in what my have been Kenway's smoothest ever moment. Wasn't sure what was happening, but I went with it.
[spoiler]
BLAH BLAH BLAH ARGUING BS
You glance up and see that a large spear is rapidly descending in your general direction!
You glance up and see that a large spear is rapidly descending in your general direction!
A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Aquilora.
The spear slams into Person with overwhelming force, practically impaling him on it.
Person swoons for a moment then rises again, flushed but strong.
Person takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.
The spear slams into Person with overwhelming force, practically impaling him on it.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Person.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Atop the battlements of the city wall.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. On the western side of the
gates of Ashtan, the walls broaden to form a wide, flat defensive bastion overlooking the
Prelatorian Highway. From this lofty perch there is a rarefied view down over the swaying, golden
grasslands and the grim murk of the swamp beyond to the south, as well as the bustling urban
marketplace to the north, the contrasting vista rendered with a poetic detachment at the height of
the wall. Crows occasionally alight upon the battlements, soon flying away as city guards make their
regular patrol. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Mounted atop the battlement, a
mighty wooden ballista points out over the gates. Perched upon the edge of the battlement, a statue
of Tanris Rozzan stares sightlessly across the land. A tiny chipmunk nibbles on a small acorn. There
are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. There are 3
severed legs here. There are 20 stubborn mules of Moghedu here. Antlers of jet black crown the head
of a proud ivory peryton. A mottled Mhojave Desert falcon glides effortlessly to and fro. There are
5 cedar chairs with a covering of bright blue fabric here. A bench is here. Durzaan is here. Kohai
Aquilora Vorondil, Ashuran Initiate is here. Person is here. Dalran is here.
You see exits leading east and down.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Aquilora raises an eyebrow questioningly.
Aquilora eases herself out of the Dragon stance.
Aquilora adopts a strange position and a look of pure menace flashes in her eyes.
You say with a calm, dark Vashnarian accent, "Almost seems as though someone is taking my side in
this."
A dark bottle of rum comes lofting in to you from the east, and you catch it nimbly.
Lifting the bottle, you take a healthy swig of the strong, dark rum.
...
A little later:
(Ashtan): Person says, "Kenway isn't so bad, carry on."
Person is an Ashtani monk that hides in his/her city due to the fact that he/she is a midbie that raids Targ and knows he/she will get stomped if he/she leaves battlements. Non-artifact vials so either Militis, Athil, or Dortheron.
I was just confused 'cause two days ago he was telling me how we should have more spars.
QUOTE:
Aaaannndd first day there got into a really stupid argument with someone which I tried to walk away, only to have them whine on city channel and follow me to try and continue it. Resulted in what my have been Kenway's smoothest ever moment. Wasn't sure what was happening, but I went with it. [spoiler]BLAH BLAH BLAH ARGUING BS
You glance up and see that a large spear is rapidly descending in your general direction!
You glance up and see that a large spear is rapidly descending in your general direction!
A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Aquilora.
The spear slams into Person with overwhelming force, practically impaling him on it.
Person swoons for a moment then rises again, flushed but strong.
Person takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.
The spear slams into Person with overwhelming force, practically impaling him on it.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
Person gives a mighty yell, then suddenly looks about sharply seemingly drained yet refreshed.
A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Person.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Atop the battlements of the city wall.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. On the western side of the
gates of Ashtan, the walls broaden to form a wide, flat defensive bastion overlooking the
Prelatorian Highway. From this lofty perch there is a rarefied view down over the swaying, golden
grasslands and the grim murk of the swamp beyond to the south, as well as the bustling urban
marketplace to the north, the contrasting vista rendered with a poetic detachment at the height of
the wall. Crows occasionally alight upon the battlements, soon flying away as city guards make their
regular patrol. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Mounted atop the battlement, a
mighty wooden ballista points out over the gates. Perched upon the edge of the battlement, a statue
of Tanris Rozzan stares sightlessly across the land. A tiny chipmunk nibbles on a small acorn. There
are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. There are 3
severed legs here. There are 20 stubborn mules of Moghedu here. Antlers of jet black crown the head
of a proud ivory peryton. A mottled Mhojave Desert falcon glides effortlessly to and fro. There are
5 cedar chairs with a covering of bright blue fabric here. A bench is here. Durzaan is here. Kohai
Aquilora Vorondil, Ashuran Initiate is here. Person is here. Dalran is here.
You see exits leading east and down.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Person eats a potash crystal.
Person takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.
Aquilora raises an eyebrow questioningly.
Aquilora eases herself out of the Dragon stance.
Aquilora adopts a strange position and a look of pure menace flashes in her eyes.
You say with a calm, dark Vashnarian accent, "Almost seems as though someone is taking my side in
this."
A dark bottle of rum comes lofting in to you from the east, and you catch it nimbly.
Lifting the bottle, you take a healthy swig of the strong, dark rum.
...
A little later:
(Ashtan): Person says, "Kenway isn't so bad, carry on."
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EDIT: how does spoiler
Spoilers: It looks like the (really really) stupid html that Vanilla generates puts the starting spoiler tag and anything on the same line in a <div>. If it's a one-line spoiler, like an image, and you put the start tag, line, and end tag all on the same line, they all end up in the same div and everything works. Otherwise, the opening tag ends up in it's own <div> and the spoiler breaks. You can fix it by editing the html, finding the <div> immediately preceding the spoiler open tag and the </div> immediately following it, and just deleting both. Or at least that seems to have worked here.
Person is an Ashtani monk that hides in his/her city due to the fact that he/she is a midbie that raids Targ and knows he/she will get stomped if he/she leaves battlements. Non-artifact vials so either Militis, Athil, or Dortheron.
@cooper hahaha ooc threats? hahaha I was gonna try to play along with this but I just can't. I'm hoping someone feels sorry for you, because I think that's what you're looking for? Sympathy?
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Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Good protein.
+ Edris tells you, "Why are you sending me tells."
+ You tell Edris Bayt al-Azhan, "Because I have that convenient ability."
+ Edris tells you, "Oh really? Try again."
- Limb Counter - Fracture Relapsing -
"Honestly, I just love that it counts limbs." - Mizik Corten
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Edit: should probably put more in this post...hm...give me a sec...let me think about it..
Okay. I got it.
I got ganked and killed and even when I was dead I kept preaching as a soul. How's that!
- Limb Counter - Fracture Relapsing -
"Honestly, I just love that it counts limbs." - Mizik Corten
i'm a rebel
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
lol wut.. Most of the people I consider my friends kick my ass 24/7. You kicked my ass in the arena and we talked immediately after...
- Limb Counter - Fracture Relapsing -
"Honestly, I just love that it counts limbs." - Mizik Corten
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "I want to see what the translation of some names are in Mhaldorian."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "First, my own."
Saeva tells you in Mhaldorian, "Toward representative."
Saeva tells you, "That was your name."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Hmm."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Try @Melodie."
Saeva tells you in Mhaldorian, "Tranomitin."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "How odd..hmm."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Sartan?"
Saeva tells you in Mhaldorian, "Front."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Melphas."
Saeva tells you in Mhaldorian, "Front."
(The Midnight Crew): You say, "O.o."
(The Midnight Crew): You say, "Was that just now Melphas?"
(The Midnight Crew): Saeva says, "Ys."
(The Midnight Crew): You say, "ROFL."
(The Midnight Crew): You say, "Also Front."
(The Midnight Crew): Saeva says, "Melphas is Sartan."
(The Midnight Crew): Saeva says, "Dun dun duuuun."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Ourania."
Saeva tells you in Mhaldorian, "Toward representative."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "I give up."
Saeva tells you, "Mhaldorian is a supreme tongue."
You tell Droch Saeva Van Helsing, "Aye...very."