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That's all I got before I crashed.
thanks @Melodie
Did you spare it?
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Forgot I went harvesting before I went north.
Between all the different things, I kind of just want to qq for the rest of the month. Good lord not much else can go wrong, I swear.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
At least they didn't get the facet.
(Ashtan): You say, "So, do krakens scream or roar?"
(Ashtan): Nat says, "Depends where you kick them."
Before anyone starts mithering about teaming, Eleison was on Poly and he'd set up piety around Rakia, then was beckoning.
This just in: Eleison tells you, "I have no idea waht that even was, but that was fucking awesome."
teaming
First message I read after Bonnaroo:
You can't even directly contest the OS, mang.
She will call the cyber police. Consequences will NEVER be the same.
Consider this ur death centense.
Mai lawyurz will be contacten u soon.
Sarapis doesn't need attention for zapping. It's just something his body does on its own.
→My Mudlet Scripts
Are you implying that whenever Sarapis is feeling bloated, that we should be ducking under tables?
Barren sand dunes.
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The air is choked with ash. The strong ocean wind has formed the sand dredged up
from the ocean into large sand dunes. Beloved Primarch Kyrra Drac'Kal, the
Storm Maiden is here.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west,
and northwest.
We flew to Traveller's folly. As the first mortals to get here without getting flung by Clem I've renamed it to Kiniland! There is no pirate treasure here. So nobody come looking for it.
As we were getting ready to leave:Your great form grows still as you begin to pierce the Veil Extant.
7700h, 6881m, 33779e, 29276w cxkdb-(-500m, 6.8%) say yup!
You say, "Yup!"
7700h, 6881m, 33779e, 29276w cxkdb-
A holocaust globe comes falling down from above to land with a 'THUMP.'
UH OH!
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Eleusis down.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Also, in regards to the above:
Message #4001 Sent by @Rom
6/17/21:24 Not so rekt, he only got my burst! He left me as a survivor to warn others of his wrath.
Praise be unto Oberion.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
It hurt, too
2014/06/17 12:44:06 - Your contract with Tanris on Ellodin has expired and is therefore null and void.
Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2
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I ripped literally 2 minutes before this.
A great, keening sound and a rumble of thunder cross the skies, signaling the end of the Shield of Proteus, the great icon of the Wardens of the Cerulean Spire.
Slowly the celestial runes shimmer and fade, winking out of existence like stars with the rising sun.
I realise this is just the start, but I totally teared up. I've been in the Wardens longer than I've known my husband.
"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."
Same. I met my husband while we were both Wardens. This is just as emotionally charged as the Bal'met thing for me
My time and experience with the Runewardens and Wardens Trumps both of your and I say:
LET THE BITCH BUUUUUUUUURN!
05:57:25 Deepest Stygian night steals over the land as the symbolic hourglass empties and turns, ready to begin a new day.
05:57:25 It is now the 5th of Valnuary, 657 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.
05:58:00 You nearly trip as the ship shifts beneath you.05:58:00 You have recovered balance on all limbs.
05:58:11 A lamb bleats pitifully before it is slaughtered for dinner.Who's making kebabs at sea? I want some.
Missed these two gems, presumably linked to that one...
General log for the City of Targossas:
2014/06/16 00:42:02 - Phury will now be known as Rhage.
Has evolved into
Or vice versa. Or both. At the same time. And not at the same time.
Synbios said:
What? No Angry Marines?
ALWAYS ANGRY ALL THE TIME
Recent footage of an angry @Alcinae
An Azatlani sacrificial knife suddenly floats out of Kinilan's inventory and makes a deep cut across
his neck with its sharp obsidian edge. As he bleeds out, he manages to whisper, "Nobody ever wants
runes, Kyrra" before the blackness takes him.
Kinilan has been slain by misadventure.
A keen-eyed falcon falls from Kinilan's corpse.
Shimmering into view above the Vashnar mountains is a trio of harps, their strings being plucked by invisible hands as their quiescent harmonies are heard in every corner of the land.
Music ripples and soars across the land, playing in dark eddies and gleaming whirls of haunting sound, a symphony of sonorous power and emotion that tugs at the strings of even the hardest hearts.
The simple song of a wooden flute rises above all else, clear and lilting, a melody that at once evokes both melancholy and hope before drifting away with the breeze.
The clouds stir and shift, moved within the heavens by some power greater than the wind, and the harps waver and fade, their song now silent.