Hirst says in an eerie, subdued voice, "NLlw comesh the Fuhn payt." Hirst says in an eerie, subdued voice, "Trryi *hic* inhhhh to gget romme." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DUa *hic* natharr." You say to Hermann Schmidt in an acquiescent voice, "They need a token of their prowess!" Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DUanathab." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "Duaannazhaar." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DdUaNathaqr." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DuanJathhwr." Hirst says in an eerie, subdued voice, "GOt thitk." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DUanathhaaaj." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "Duanaaathaf." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DuAnaatHar." Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "Duanathar." You say in an acquiescent voice, "He got it."
Yeah Khalaz, wtf. Don't you know we have a special High Clan for veil users where we just talk in character about the peasants who don't have them? Sorry, @Nim, but your name comes up a lot for some reason.
DAMNIT KROSS THE FIRST RULE OF VEIL CLUB IS YOU DON'T TELL THE PEASANTS.
The Divine voice of Someone Powerful echoes in your head, "You're sending "dragonroar Kardal" to the game." 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:06:53.524s You raise an eyebrow and exclaim, "What the foozle?!" in confusion. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:06:58.992s I do not understand. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:00.539s Comprehension flashes across your face. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:02.670s Comprehension flashes across your face. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:03.310s Comprehension flashes across your face. Tecton appears out of thin air. A rune resembling a horse has been sketched into the ground here (raido: return location). A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A cherrywood chest is here. Tecton, the Terraformer is here, wreathed in divine fire. He wields the Staff of Nicator in His left hand. You see a sign indicating there are WARES for sale here. You see exits leading east (open door) and down (closed door). 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:18.055s Tecton shakes His head sadly at you. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:20.793s
(svo): Temporarily pausing for dragonform. With a grimness born of determination, you begin to unleash the Dragon that is now so much a part of the fabric of your soul. A golden light begins to shine through from within you. (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:21.994s You have recovered equilibrium. (3.642s) (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w eb- 23:07:25.636s You have recovered balance on all limbs. (3.979s) (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:25.973s The golden light grows more intense, and with a gesture of utter submission to the Dragon within, you throw your arms wide and your head back as you scream, "Aaasshhaaaaaaaxxeeeeiiiiii!" (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:26.990s You cease your transformation into Dragonform. You say in an acquiescent voice, "I do this all the time. Just ignore me!"
(svo): Unpausing. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:29.153s You cross your arms and sulk wildly. 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:30.410s Deli of Disaster (indoors). A rune resembling a horse has been sketched into the ground here (raido: return location). A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A cherrywood chest is here. Tecton, the Terraformer is here, wreathed in divine fire. He wields the Staff of Nicator in His left hand. You see a sign indicating there are WARES for sale here. You see exits leading east (open door) and down (closed door). 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:31.084s
(svo): Temporarily pausing for dragonform. With a grimness born of determination, you begin to unleash the Dragon that is now so much a part of the fabric of your soul. A golden light begins to shine through from within you. (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:33.338s Tecton pets you ingratiatingly. (p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:35.260s Tecton leaves to the ether. Message #14 Sent by Tecton 3/22/4:10 I blame it on the brownies. You sent the following message to Tecton: I never said the brownies didn't contain stuff! I'll give you a special pair next time I see you. I promise, ex-lax won't be involved.
Since fireworks don't happen that often, I added a sound clip of some blackcats going off so I could really enjoy them. Well, I forgot my volume was all the way up just now from watching Trailer Park Boys...
You sent the following message to Tecton:
If that was you with the fireworks...thanks for making me spill my drink.
you can always expect @Strata to do something that epic, somebody give that man a medal
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."
Is that Avianca's way of asking if she can be the next Targossian to join the Earionduil/Bonko "pester Mhaldor" squad? You'll have a line before long. And tons of ink!
@Makarios 10678/10678H 10678/10678M A sheer cliff in the mountainside
Kross 6814/6814H 6691/6759M A sheer cliff in the mountainside
Nemutaur 5257/5618H 6879/6964M Before a wide crack in the mountainside
Santar 6390/7008H 6593/7008M A sheer cliff in the mountainside
tut tut, we're on to you, Makarios!
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."
Comments
Fuhn payt."
Hirst says in an eerie, subdued voice, "Trryi *hic* inhhhh
to gget romme."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice, "DUa
*hic* natharr."
You say to Hermann Schmidt in an acquiescent voice, "They
need a token of their prowess!"
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"DUanathab."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"Duaannazhaar."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"DdUaNathaqr."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"DuanJathhwr."
Hirst says in an eerie, subdued voice, "GOt thitk."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"DUanathhaaaj."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"Duanaaathaf."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"DuAnaatHar."
Hirst says in Ashtani in an eerie, subdued voice,
"Duanathar."
You say in an acquiescent voice, "He got it."
game."
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:06:53.524s
You raise an eyebrow and exclaim, "What the foozle?!" in confusion.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:06:58.992s
I do not understand.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:00.539s
Comprehension flashes across your face.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:02.670s
Comprehension flashes across your face.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:03.310s
Comprehension flashes across your face.
Tecton appears out of thin air.
A rune resembling a horse has been sketched into the ground here (raido: return location). A ladder
of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. A runic totem is planted
solidly in the ground. There are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A cherrywood chest is here. Tecton, the Terraformer is here,
wreathed in divine fire. He wields the Staff of Nicator in His left hand. You see a sign indicating
there are WARES for sale here.
You see exits leading east (open door) and down (closed door).
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:18.055s
Tecton shakes His head sadly at you.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:20.793s
(svo): Temporarily pausing for dragonform.
With a grimness born of determination, you begin to unleash the Dragon that is now so much a part of
the fabric of your soul. A golden light begins to shine through from within you.
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:21.994s
You have recovered equilibrium. (3.642s)
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w eb- 23:07:25.636s
You have recovered balance on all limbs. (3.979s)
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:25.973s
The golden light grows more intense, and with a gesture of utter submission to the Dragon within,
you throw your arms wide and your head back as you scream, "Aaasshhaaaaaaaxxeeeeiiiiii!"
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:26.990s
You cease your transformation into Dragonform.
You say in an acquiescent voice, "I do this all the time. Just ignore me!"
(svo): Unpausing.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:29.153s
You cross your arms and sulk wildly.
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:30.410s
Deli of Disaster (indoors).
A rune resembling a horse has been sketched into the ground here (raido: return location). A ladder
of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. A runic totem is planted
solidly in the ground. There are 5 Ashtani corsairs here. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A cherrywood chest is here. Tecton, the Terraformer is here,
wreathed in divine fire. He wields the Staff of Nicator in His left hand. You see a sign indicating
there are WARES for sale here.
You see exits leading east (open door) and down (closed door).
4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w exb- 23:07:31.084s
(svo): Temporarily pausing for dragonform.
With a grimness born of determination, you begin to unleash the Dragon that is now so much a part of
the fabric of your soul. A golden light begins to shine through from within you.
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:33.338s
Tecton pets you ingratiatingly.
(p) 4557h, 4359m, 21685e, 18715w b- 23:07:35.260s
Tecton leaves to the ether.
Message #14 Sent by Tecton
3/22/4:10 I blame it on the brownies.
You sent the following message to Tecton:
I never said the brownies didn't contain stuff! I'll give you a special pair next time I see you. I
promise, ex-lax won't be involved.
WHY MUST I ALWAYS BREAK MYSELF?! -facepalm-
+10 @Tecton
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
You'll have a line before long. And tons of ink!
Uh...ok?
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Your horse was trying to answer you. Learn to horsewhisper.
@Tecton this one's for you