(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."
You have emoted: Melodie dips her head into a small, polite curtsey, turning on her heel and departing.
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A bright, elegant foyer.
This room has not been mapped.
A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A runic totem is
planted solidly in the ground. Dressed in a hideous and ill-fitting goblin costume, a
fidgety boy stands at the entrance. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the
air here. Sir Zenui Ruthras, Samadhi Templar is here. He wields a gleaming scimitar in
each hand. Father Halos Vorondil is here. He wields a heavy oaken staff in his right hand.
You see exits leading northeast and out (open door).
A zombie elephant shambles in from the northeast, hunks of odious flesh dripping from its frame.
Halos glances at you, flashing you an uncertain smile.
Zenui doffs his hat cordially at you.
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Where'd that hot thing melodie go?"
You have emoted: Melodie wrinkles her nose in distaste.
Zenui frowns at Fats, a zombie elephant.
Halos tilts his head curiously.
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Ah, here she is."
You say to Fats, a zombie elephant with a flowing, cultured accent, "Shoo. Go back to staring moodily."
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Melodie, let's cut a rug."
You say to Fats, a zombie elephant with a flowing, cultured accent, "I think you'd make a rather poor rug."
A faintly visible elemental aura surrounding him, Halos shakes his head at you and moves to your side.
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Well, woman?"
You shake your head.
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "You'd be surprised darling. I can be your rug, your mount, you whatever you want. I love me a nice Cyrenian woman."
You have emoted: Melodie turns slightly green and coughs into her hand.
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "I can keep you warm in the winter and shade you in the summer."
Father Halos Vorondil says with an eastern accent, "Careful, elephant."
You say to Fats, a zombie elephant with a flowing, cultured accent, "I think the rotting has gone right to your brain. Go tell your Prophet to fill it up with tequila, perhaps that will help."
Halos cracks his knuckles menacingly.
Father Halos Vorondil says with an eastern accent, "Perhaps we can grant live anew to this undead thing."
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Bah, woman! Forget the Prophet. This is about you and me. I have the body of a warrior and the heart of a poet. What more could you ask for?"
You say to Fats, a zombie elephant with a flowing, cultured accent, "You're rather crossing a dangerous line, elephant. I suggest you stuff your trunk up your arse and hobble off elsewhere."
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend 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
@Synbios Soon. Very soon. Seas of blood, the lands littered with charred corpses and dismembered limbs. It will be beautiful. The screams of the weak will nearly drown out the thunderclaps.
________________________ The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
@Vayne - I would've never pegged you as the sort to listen to Mastodon.
I thought about posting that Blood and Thunder comic strip, but decided against it.
Show me your honor.
Victory at sea.
"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."
(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."
Okay, a page late or whatever, but about ME dying to ormyrr. I had a 1 pound shard on me. I was getting ready to journal to clean my kitchen when I saw Shista die. I go damn, start heading to the lab to get nuclei and all of a sudden..
A muscular ormyrr, a muscular ormyrr, a muscular ormyrr, an ormyrr priest, an ormyrr priest, an ormyrr guard, an ormyrr guard, an ormyrr guard, an ormyrr priest, a muscular ormyrr, and a muscular ormyrr enter from the northeast.
H:4661(100%), M:4977(100%), 100%w, 100%e 89 23.3% XPR:363 ex|cdbk (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out
Snarling viciously, a muscular ormyrr rakes you with his razor-sharp claws, cutting your face to bloody ribbons.
Charging at you at full speed, a muscular ormyrr grabs you with both arms, squeezing with extreme strength.
Bones audibly snap under the pressure, while blood begins to seep from your mouth.
Inhaling deeply, a muscular ormyrr belches forth a noxious, green flame that cooks your flesh.
Inhaling deeply, an ormyrr priest belches forth a noxious, green flame that cooks your flesh.
You have been slain by an ormyrr priest.
Your starburst tattoo flares as the world is momentarily tinted red.
A primal ember falls out of your inventory.
(svo): Your max health changed to 4394h - sipping, moss and other values have been automatically adjusted.
(svo): Your max mana changed to 4675m - sipping, moss and other values have been automatically adjusted.
H:4661(106%), M:4977(106%), 106%w, 106%e 89 21.1% XPR:363 ex| (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out (outr
quartz|eat quartz|touch cloak)
Beckoning to the earth, an ormyrr priest calls forth a plume of lava that consumes and burns you.
An ormyrr guard connects the blunt end of his weapon with your forehead. The impact leaves your vision blurred.
An ormyrr guard slashes at your neck with his bardiche, very nearly lopping off your head.
You have been slain by an ormyrr guard.
An ormyrr guard grins slyly, reaches down, and takes a black-walnut vial from the corpse of Trilliana. (-4661h, 106.1%)
(svo): We died.
(p) H:0(0%), M:4977(106%), 106%w, 106%e 89 18.9% XPR:363 ex| (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out
You are dead and cannot do that.
(p) H:0(0%), M:4977(106%), 106%w, 106%e 89 18.9% XPR:363 ex| (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out
You are dead and cannot do that.
(p) H:0(0%), M:4977(106%), 106%w, 106%e 89 18.9% XPR:363 ex| (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out
You are dead and cannot do that.
(p) H:0(0%), M:4977(106%), 106%w, 106%e 89 18.9% XPR:363 ex| (14:51:01) no target ~ no line out
An ormyrr priest quickly scoops up a primal ember.
How do you know the dragons of that era were white? Krenindala was a meeting place of many cultures. It's possible he was even black. I don't believe in the popular image of a white Sycaerunax with blue eyes.
How do you know the dragons of that era were white? Krenindala was a meeting place of many cultures. It's possible he was even black. I don't believe in the popular image of a white Sycaerunax with blue eyes.
"Now, as you know, there are many colours of Dragon. But in the beginning there was only one white Dragon: Sycaerunax, Ashaxei's father."
How do you know the dragons of that era were white? Krenindala was a meeting place of many cultures. It's possible he was even black. I don't believe in the popular image of a white Sycaerunax with blue eyes.
Because I pay attention!
Events #391 "Now, as you know, there are many colours of Dragon. But in the
beginning there was only one white Dragon: Sycaerunax, Ashaxei's father.
I never had the honour of meeting him, but Ashaxei told me much of him.
It was within Sycaerunax that the very essence... the soul of Dragonhood
resided.
(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."
Delph man, I use to respect you as the goto guy for info. Now you're just the guy in the street screaming "DOn"T BE FOOLED YOUR LORD JESUS CHRIST WAS REALLY A DRAGON, A TEXT DRAGON. YOU ARE ALL PAWNS IN THE MATRIX AND WE WILL ALL TRANSCEND INTO KRENINDALA SHOULD THE DAL'MYRR NOT DRAG YOUR FILTHY SOULS TO THE GROUND AND FEAST UPON YOUR SINS!"
I imagine all the Suffering people are going to have a tearful reunion with Apples. They will play baseball on the wide fields of rolling red mist and talk about sports and then the credits will roll and I will cry a little bit.
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Also, my own quote, to keep on topic!
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
Seas of blood, the lands littered with charred corpses and dismembered limbs. It will be beautiful.
The screams of the weak will nearly drown out the thunderclaps.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
I thought about posting that Blood and Thunder comic strip, but decided against it.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
How do you know the dragons of that era were white? Krenindala was a meeting place of many cultures. It's possible he was even black. I don't believe in the popular image of a white Sycaerunax with blue eyes.
Because I pay attention!
Events #391
"Now, as you know, there are many colours of Dragon. But in the
beginning there was only one white Dragon: Sycaerunax, Ashaxei's father.
I never had the honour of meeting him, but Ashaxei told me much of him.
It was within Sycaerunax that the very essence... the soul of Dragonhood
resided.
Edit: @Alyssea got in first but still!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Race_and_appearance_of_Jesus
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Party right, party hard,
Sing and dance, perfect bard.
Prefarar loop, accentato whore,Buy a new rapier, get nerfed some more.
The following members of the Order of Apollyon are in the realms:
Apollyon, the Suffering
Viceroy Ruth "Shark" Yuridja-Keyte, Daemonic Hand
You better not be just a fill-in Apollyon for the event! Or imma cry tears of blood and kill lots of babies.