> @Kafziel said: > If it drops when they die and/or they're someone Kafziel respects I'll usually return it. Not sure whose this is though and burying it ......... what were you thinking?
You kept my inks! Rude.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
> @Kafziel said:
> If it drops when they die and/or they're someone Kafziel respects I'll usually return it. Not sure whose this is though and burying it ......... what were you thinking?
You feel a moment of disorientation as you are magically summoned.
A barren plaza.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A rune shaped like a butterfly has been sketched into the ground here (nairat: transfix). A rune like an open eye has been sketched into the ground here (wunjo: cure blind). A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the west. Mithridates Eupator Dionysius is here. He wields a crystalline elemental shield in his left hand and a gleaming scimitar in his right.
You set about, digging furiously. You unearth a soft leather pack!
A tough animal hide has been tanned into soft leather and fashioned into a simple backpack with a roomy interior. Two adjustable straps allow the pack to be worn comfortably upon the back, and a number of pockets on the outside are designed to keep valuables secure. It has 119 months of usefulness left. It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s). It bears the distinctive mark of Lilen (a denizen). A soft leather pack is holding: "valerian148119" a group of 1909 valerian leaves "bayberry bark257139" a group of 1844 pieces of bayberry bark "hawthorn berry257550" a group of 2013 hawthorn berries "myrrh gum257821" a group of 5549 myrrh balls "bloodroot leaf311178" a group of 7655 bloodroot leaves "burdock336650" a group of 187 burdock roots "echinacea419337" a group of 1952 echinacea roots "ginger root420577" a group of 2340 ginger roots "lobelia seed473535" a group of 1055 lobelia seeds "slippery elm473554" a group of 1487 slippery elms "skullcap475382" a group of 6381 skullcap flowers "goldenseal root476730" a group of 5750 goldenseal roots "kola nut477144" a group of 5827 kola nuts "kuzu root477217" a group of 6218 kuzu roots "irid moss477626" a group of 115 pieces of irid moss "black cohosh478215" a group of 5993 cohosh roots "kelp478243" a group of 37 pieces of kelp "bellwort flower478286" a group of 3581 bellwort flowers "prickly ash bark478327" a group of 5273 pieces of prickly ash bark It contains a total of 19 items of a max of 50.
@Sybilla puts a cookie in her mouth, whole, and bites the centre. She chews and swallows the cookie before spitting the fortune into her hand and reading aloud, "The finest of men, like the finest of blades, are beaten and tempered in flame in bed."
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."
This pack is large enough to hold a considerable amount of goods. Grey and mottled brown, it has been skilfully woven to keep out the majority of water in the rain. Pockets of all shapes and sizes hang off of it, ready to store any number of things. It has 110 months of usefulness left. It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s). It bears the distinctive mark of Semanthia the Merchant (a denizen). A canvas backpack is holding: "orangewood vial457309" an orangewood vial
"applewood vial66584" an applewood vial It contains a total of 50 items of a max of 50.
You say in a slightly crazed voice, "Damn."
You take 50 vials from a canvas backpack.
Vial Fluid Sips Months Left ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
"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."
@Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "We could still elope you know."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "We could be married and gone before anyone even knew."
You say, "We could. I would make you deliriously happy, my lady."
You bow slightly and, in a fluid motion, gently take Melodie's hand and brush your lips over it.
Melodie giggles happily.
Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "I have no doubt if there is a woman in this world who could, that it would be you."
~~
@Aerek I told you. Better get a move on with those wedding plans!
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to? You will never find that [everlasting] life for which you are looking. When the gods created man they allotted to him death, but life they retained in their own keeping. As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the lot of man."
Before you can react, Vastar pushes you off the Citadel.
As the ground rapidly approaches, a colossal xaohlatl soars in swiftly, screeching before snatching you up in one of his talons. He soars over the land before quickly depositing you, flapping his wings and flying out of sight.
Deep in the Vashnar Mountains.
You see exits leading east and west.
You begin to weep uncontrollably.
A rumbling laugh reminiscent of crackling thunder echoes in your mind.
Before you can react, Vastar pushes you off the Citadel.
As the ground rapidly approaches, a colossal xaohlatl soars in swiftly, screeching before snatching you up in one of his talons. He soars over the land before quickly depositing you, flapping his wings and flying out of sight.
Deep in the Vashnar Mountains.
You see exits leading east and west.
You begin to weep uncontrollably.
A rumbling laugh reminiscent of crackling thunder echoes in your mind.
I think @Vastar is sitting there going "10/10 would push again."
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."
You clearly don't know of the conversations that were had about White Serpent. Amirite @Wysteria
It's pretty crazy the conversations that were had. Would top Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey any day. Was like a choose-your-own-adventure made of awkwardness.
"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."
You feel a tug at your earring as its mate is summoned. Nemutaur appears, a look of love in his eyes. [ALERTNESS]: Nemutaur here. An Ashtani corsair says, "Ho there, citizen."
Nemutaur leaves to the west. [ALERTNESS]: Nemutaur west
(Clan): You say, "Not even a bow? What a dick."
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Nemutaur. It sails harmlessly past you.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Nemutaur. It strikes you, gouging a deep and bloody wound. You feel a tightening sensation grow in your lungs.
Ourania stands, leaving Her place on a stone bench.
(Clan): Nemutaur says, "There you go, a bow." (Clan): You say, "Squint east." (Clan): You say, "Lol."
Ourania removes a crescent Moonbow.
Ourania starts to wield a crescent Moonbow in Her hands.
(Clan): Nemutaur says, "Oops."
Ourania trains Her expert eye on a distant target and lets fly an arrow with breathtaking precision. Nemutaur has bled out, slain by the might of Ourania, Goddess of the Moon. Nemutaur has been slain by Ourania.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
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> If it drops when they die and/or they're someone Kafziel respects I'll usually return it. Not sure whose this is though and burying it ......... what were you thinking?
You kept my inks! Rude.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
50 red/blue inks. You'll survive.
Quote of me getting slapped by @Mithridates
You feel a moment of disorientation as you are magically summoned.
A barren plaza.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A rune shaped like a butterfly has been sketched into the ground here (nairat: transfix). A rune like an open eye has been sketched into the ground here (wunjo: cure blind). A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. An icewall is here, blocking passage to the west. Mithridates Eupator Dionysius is here. He wields a crystalline elemental shield in his left hand and a gleaming scimitar in his right.
You see a single exit leading west.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:30.831)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:32.601)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:35.571)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:35.577)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:35.856)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:36.123)
Mithridates slaps you on the cheek.
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Mithridates puts on a pair of eagle's wings.
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Mithridates Eupator Dionysius says, "Duanathar."
Mithridates is swiftly carried into the skies and out of sight by a pair of eagle's wings.
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(OOC Clan 1): Artanis says, "I would suggest water in a few different funny, but that might end with your
bed wet, in a few ways haha."
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:43.184)
Mithridates tells you, "Tremble in fear, heretic."
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:15:53.365)
The argent radiance of the moon seeps into the sky, waking the stars as darkness descends over the land.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:16:00.740)clan switch 12
Your current clan will now be the 'OOC Clan 2' clan.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:16:16.747)clwho
The following members of the clan of OOC Clan 2 are in the realms:
Sempai Daslin Esben-Gunnar (off channel) (Monk)
1 Monk present, of those 0 are dragons (1 total).
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:16:17.671)
In the crystal-clear night sky, the stars twinkle and glow brightly.
5178H|109%)(4026M|102)(100%E)(100%W)( Kai)(33XP)(Target : )(06:16:24.951)clt I feel like I'm going through some weird initiation
(OOC Clan 2): You say, "I feel like I'm going through some weird initiation."
You point a roughly-hewn crystalline staff at a fairy Lady of Sidhe, and cause a bolt of lightning
to cascade out and roar screaming into her.
You have scored a CRITICAL hit!
A fairy Lady of Sidhe cries out in pain, her butterfly-like wings fold around her as she crashes to
the ground.
The lightning bolt finishes a fairy Lady of Sidhe off, and as she dies, her eyeballs explode from
their sockets with the fury of the storm.
You have slain a fairy Lady of Sidhe, retrieving the corpse.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 95.
You have reached the illustrious level of 1st Order of the Hyperphysical.
You have received 23 Bound Credits!
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Pixie Queen or the Imp Lord task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Kobold King or the Pygmy Cook task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet Hunter Ealeo or Guardian Niluint task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Moving Up in the World task! ***
A small pile of sovereigns spills from the corpse.
That pixie queen task was a rough one.
= Sl Furl - hp full,Hl: full,CEnd 100%,Wd SE@20kts,Cr/Sp NE@0,Sea Whitecapped
8871h,6022m,37630e,29980w|cexkdb-||43.2|
Insanic tells you, "Hashan is like aids."
= Sl Furl - hp full,Hl: full,CEnd 100%,Wd SE@20kts,Cr/Sp NE@0,Sea Whitecapped
THIS TIME IT WASN'T ME @Kafziel
Edit: On another note good chance that that belongs to @Swadryt
Tharvis tells you, "Throw boulders instead."
@Sybilla puts a cookie in her mouth, whole, and bites the centre. She chews and swallows the cookie before spitting the fortune into her hand and reading aloud, "The finest of men, like the finest of blades, are beaten and tempered in flame in bed."
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
3934h|100%, 3223m|100%, 100w%, 35e%, (dbk)- [?] ex 1.7% Target: 45399
As a Nelbennir scout focuses intently upon you, his round, bulbous eyes cloud over darkly.
You have been slain by a Nelbennir scout.
You writhe in pain as you fall to level 78.
You sigh in frustration as you fall to the level of Transmortal.
Your starburst tattoo flares as the world is momentarily tinted red.
[The corpse of a Nelbennir dart-thrower falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a sinuous white salamander falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir scout falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir dart-thrower falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a sinuous white salamander falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir scout falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir dart-thrower falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir scout falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a Nelbennir dart-thrower falls out of your inventory. ] x10 (42.125s)
(svo): Your max health decreased by 46h/2% to 3888.
(svo): Your max mana decreased by 37m/2% to 3186.
(svo): We hit starburst!
3888h|100%, 3126m|98%, 98w%, 39e%, ()- ex 94.8% Target: 45399
@Leviticus tells you, "Hehehehe."
Leviticus tells you, "Hehehehe."
Leviticus tells you, "Hehehehe."
Dat evil laughter.
"He is a stout dwarf. He is very dwarf-like and dwarfish. You feel in awe of
his dwarfishness and wish you could be a dwarf yourself. He is wearing a
shining silver scabbard, a simple brown tunic, a canvas backpack, a pair of
brown leggings, and a suit of ring mail."
Sometimes walking around and looking at people's descriptions when you're bored actually pays off.
stayin' alive, stayin' alive
This pack is large enough to hold a considerable amount of goods. Grey and mottled brown, it has
been skilfully woven to keep out the majority of water in the rain. Pockets of all shapes and sizes
hang off of it, ready to store any number of things.
It has 110 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Semanthia the Merchant (a denizen).
A canvas backpack is holding:
"orangewood vial457309" an orangewood vial
"applewood vial66584" an applewood vial
It contains a total of 50 items of a max of 50.
You say in a slightly crazed voice, "Damn."
You take 50 vials from a canvas backpack.
Vial Fluid Sips Months Left
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Orangewood vial457309 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial457512 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial457982 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459616 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459654 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459655 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459662 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459674 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459679 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459681 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459684 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459688 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459689 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459692 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459695 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459723 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459747 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459750 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459754 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459762 milk 200 109
Orangewood vial459775 milk 200 109
Applewood vial284121 milk 181 119
Orangewood vial454689 milk 200 109
Applewood vial284420 milk 200 119
Applewood vial77748 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78374 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78485 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78539 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78613 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78622 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78682 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78720 milk 200 120
Applewood vial78782 milk 200 120
Applewood vial79103 milk 200 120
Applewood vial79274 milk 200 120
Applewood vial79363 milk 200 120
Applewood vial79793 milk 200 120
Applewood vial80001 milk 200 120
Applewood vial80710 milk 200 120
Applewood vial80865 milk 200 120
Applewood vial130548 milk 200 119
Applewood vial159047 milk 200 119
Applewood vial39540 milk 200 119
Applewood vial42427 milk 200 119
Applewood vial200298 milk 200 119
Applewood vial49110 milk 200 119
Applewood vial64503 milk 200 119
Applewood vial64879 milk 200 119
Applewood vial64984 milk 200 119
Applewood vial66584 milk 200 119
You say in a slightly crazed voice, "Who carries 50 vials of milk?"
Mindry says in a soft, demure voice, "I'll take some milk."
Mindry says in a soft, demure voice, "Not all."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Vulrick tells you, "...Of course, my sword's name is... dancing monkey."
You tell Vulrick, "Oh congraulations.
You tell Vulrick, "You can always try again.
You tell Vulrick, "Next month."
Vulrick tells you, "I'll have to - I'm not stabbing anything with a monkey."
You tell Vulrick, "I'm so sorry."
Vulrick tells you, "Blah, the gold and curve make it seem like a banana too."
My poor novices.
Awesome sword names reporting in?
With a sibilant 'shhhiiiinnngggt!', you smoothly sheathe White Serpent.
Hi @Wysteria. Your favourite is back. Unf unf
Atavian juicy thighs all over again!
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
You know it.
(Targossas): You say, "Hail Targossas."
7410h(100%), 3256m(98%), 18078w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W
(Targossas): @Carmell says, "Greetings, Draqoom."
7410h(100%), 3248m(97%), 18082w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W(-8m, 0.2%)
(Clan): You say, "Hello Melodie's."
7410h(100%), 3233m(97%), 18082w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W(-15m, 0.5%)
(Targossas): @Hanley says, "Greetings, Draqoom."
7410h(100%), 3248m(97%), 18086w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W(+15m, 0.5%)
(Clan): Melodie says, "Melodie's what?"
7410h(100%), 3321m(100%), 18091w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W(+157m, 4.7%)
(Clan): You say, "SURE AS HECK NOT ANGEL, HAHAHAHAHA."
7410h(100%), 3240m(97%), 18106w, 31120e, cexdb- 59.8% N|NW|W(-15m, 0.5%)
(Clan): @Melodie says, "F U."
@Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "We could still elope you know."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "We could be married and gone before anyone even knew."
You say, "We could. I would make you deliriously happy, my lady."
You bow slightly and, in a fluid motion, gently take Melodie's hand and brush your lips over it.
Melodie giggles happily.
Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to you with a flowing, cultured accent, "I have no doubt if there is a woman in this world who could, that it would be you."
~~
@Aerek I told you. Better get a move on with those wedding plans!
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to? You will never find that [everlasting] life for which you are looking. When the gods created man they allotted to him death, but life they retained in their own keeping. As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the lot of man."
What is the Admin's stance on polygamy, again?
So, that's what happened to Matt Cain!
@Vastar appears out of thin air.
Before you can react, Vastar pushes you off the Citadel.
As the ground rapidly approaches, a colossal xaohlatl soars in swiftly, screeching before snatching you up in one of his talons. He soars over the land before quickly depositing you, flapping his wings and flying out of sight.
Deep in the Vashnar Mountains.
You see exits leading east and west.
You begin to weep uncontrollably.
A rumbling laugh reminiscent of crackling thunder echoes in your mind.
I think @Vastar is sitting there going "10/10 would push again."
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
It will never top Cruel Imp
You clearly don't know of the conversations that were had about White Serpent. Amirite @Wysteria
It's pretty crazy the conversations that were had. Would top Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey any day. Was like a choose-your-own-adventure made of awkwardness.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Holy Cats.
I dont know about him, but I would be swinging that banana around like crazy going:
- "Yes that is a banana. No one expects the banana".
You feel a tug at your earring as its mate is summoned.
Nemutaur appears, a look of love in his eyes.
[ALERTNESS]: Nemutaur here.
An Ashtani corsair says, "Ho there, citizen."
Nemutaur leaves to the west.
[ALERTNESS]: Nemutaur west
(Clan): You say, "Not even a bow? What a dick."
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Nemutaur.
It sails harmlessly past you.
An arrow flies towards you, shot by Nemutaur.
It strikes you, gouging a deep and bloody wound.
You feel a tightening sensation grow in your lungs.
Ourania stands, leaving Her place on a stone bench.
(Clan): Nemutaur says, "There you go, a bow."
(Clan): You say, "Squint east."
(Clan): You say, "Lol."
Ourania removes a crescent Moonbow.
Ourania starts to wield a crescent Moonbow in Her hands.
(Clan): Nemutaur says, "Oops."
Ourania trains Her expert eye on a distant target and lets fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.
Nemutaur has bled out, slain by the might of Ourania, Goddess of the Moon.
Nemutaur has been slain by Ourania.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."