Memorable quotes

Kresslack

Not memorable, not a quote!

Klendathu

That's just unpleasant.

Kresslack

It's obviously someone with some serious issues, who doesn't like Mhaldor (or the people there).

Daslin

Also not memorable and not a quote either.

Rom

Bad posts to shine light on.

Jukilian

Wow. Pastebins like that shouldn't be shared here.

Kresslack

I simply thought it was mildly humorous that someone would take their rage to that level. In any case, regarding 'quotes':

Yorsacralakra, the Sea Dragon of the Crystal Forest, has been slain in holy quest by General Aeolia, Strategos of the Sixth Legion of Scyros. 

The Squid of One Thousand Arms, Guardian of the Iron Tree, has been slain in holy quest by General Aeolia, Daughter of Aeolos, Strategos of the Sixth Legion of Scyros.

Xer

Novices. And arties. Mmmm, tasty. I mean wat. Also...

A guttural voice whispers in your ear, "Prepare yourself."

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

You remove an earring of Sinope.

I've already had one person earring in to a meeting. Not happening again!

Aelios

5342h|100%m|100%e|100%w|90%|cdbk|ex|0/0|0/0|0/0|10|(12:44:06.456)    

A fiery, red, unblinking eye stares down at you from high overhead.

Your whole body feels horribly wrong, as nausea and trembling grip you.

5107h|100%m|100%e|100%w|90%|cdbk|ex|0/0|0/0|0/0|10|(12:44:07.206)    (-235h, 4.4%) 

You take out some balm and quickly rub it on your skin.

Your body warms up and you stop shivering.

5107h|100%m|100%e|100%w|90%|cdbk|ex|0/0|0/0|0/0|10|(12:44:07.218)    

You may apply another salve or balm to yourself.

5107h|100%m|100%e|100%w|90%|cdbk|ex|0/0|0/0|0/0|10|(12:44:07.960)    


#MiddleEarthProblems

Melodie

Having discovered the pastebins as my welcome-home-from-work-check-this-out skype message, only thing I got to say is, one (and potentially some) of y'all are selfish, trolling, terrible people. I hope I never find out who posted that. Truly.

Moving on though, during Melodie's first Black Mass a few days ago:

Kaevan lifts over his head a tome ancient and malevolent, bound in leather and branded with an angry black fist. Plunging his hand once more into the chalice, he speaks.

Kaevan Lichlord says in Mhaldorian, "Sayeth the Apocrypha: 'And HE took the blood and sprinkled it on the people and said, "Behold the blood of the covenant, which the LORD hath made with you concerning all these words.""

drink chalice (gg slip of pressing the enter key with the command already in)

You place your lips to the chalice, and your lips momentarily shrivel as they make contact with the rim. You wince at the burning pain, though you do not remove the cup from your lips. Tilting back your head, you drink thirstily from the humming chalice. As the fiery elixir surges into your body, the intense power of the Malevolent One jolts your body backwards, your eyes rolling into your skull.

<Insert some other cool effects I won't divulge here>

Planting his foot between yours, Kaevan draws Unrelenting Condor and unleashes a forceful slash that drives you back.

The attack rebounds off your rebounding aura!

Ducking behind you, Kaevan strikes at your hamstring with a rigid grip.

The crippling blow renders your leg insensate.

4878h, 6764m, 22330e, 28450w exckrh|- [hms]

Good job, Mel, drinking from the chalice while Kaevan's hand is still in it.

Asmodron

Melodie said:

Having discovered the pastebins as my welcome-home-from-work-check-this-out skype message, only thing I got to say is, one (and potentially some) of y'all are selfish, trolling, terrible people. I hope I never find out who posted that. Truly.

Moving on though, during Melodie's first Black Mass a few days ago:

Kaevan lifts over his head a tome ancient and malevolent, bound in leather and branded with an angry black fist. Plunging his hand once more into the chalice, he speaks.

Kaevan Lichlord says in Mhaldorian, "Sayeth the Apocrypha: 'And HE took the blood and sprinkled it on the people and said, "Behold the blood of the covenant, which the LORD hath made with you concerning all these words.""

drink chalice (gg slip of pressing the enter key with the command already in)

You place your lips to the chalice, and your lips momentarily shrivel as they make contact with the rim. You wince at the burning pain, though you do not remove the cup from your lips. Tilting back your head, you drink thirstily from the humming chalice. As the fiery elixir surges into your body, the intense power of the Malevolent One jolts your body backwards, your eyes rolling into your skull.

<Insert some other cool effects I won't divulge here>

Planting his foot between yours, Kaevan draws Unrelenting Condor and unleashes a forceful slash that drives you back.

The attack rebounds off your rebounding aura!

Ducking behind you, Kaevan strikes at your hamstring with a rigid grip.

The crippling blow renders your leg insensate.

4878h, 6764m, 22330e, 28450w exckrh|- [hms]

Good job, Mel, drinking from the chalice while Kaevan's hand is still in it.

Jukilian

Hassan Campbell (male Human).

First thing that came to mind was:
 

Kayeil

So uh... Kadin had just logged back in and we were standing in Pandora's Box Boutique when Falthus shows up to browse the wares. Right before he left, this is what happened.... 

Falthus gyrates his hips from side to side awkwardly while singing under his breath, "...the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate...I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake..."

Melodie

I think @Falthus has been taking some strange pills lately, he's been doing all kinds of odd things.

Or as Hasar would say, "Did you take your meds today?!"

Kayeil

Huffing too much red fog probably.

Falthus

Nailed it!

Trilliana

(Newbie): Oryn says, "Whats a hashan?"

Oryn (male Mhun).
He is 18 years old, having been born on the 20th of Glacian, 650 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.
He is unranked in Achaea.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is not known for acts of infamy.
He is a Peasant in Hashan.
He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.

Zenui

I stop for a moment at Centre Crossing, and this happens:


Juliet arrives from the ether.

Juliet gets some gold sovereigns from a fringed leather satchel.

Juliet's eyes widen in surprise as she lets out a startled "MEEP!"

Juliet leaves to the west.

Melodie

Even Juliet does her shopping in Cyrene.

Aegoth

shows her poor taste

Omi

Herenicus Coldraven, Dread Duelist says in Mhaldorian, "Lord, thank You for Thy 

threatened doom."

this guy makes my day no fail

Caoimhaen

@Herenicus‌ is one of the reasons I would consider Evil again. He just makes Evil so charming and attractive. Yet he is scary at the same time. Gotta love how easy he makes it look.

Kresslack

Lifting the bottle, you take a healthy swig of the strong, dark rum.

Xer arrives from the west.

A noble hippogriff glides in from the west.

Sweeping in from the west is a proud ivory peryton.

Xer leaves to the up.

A noble hippogriff glides off to the up.

With a majestic sweep of his wings, an ivory peryton leaves to the up.

Narrowing your eyes, you squint off toward the up.

Mhaldor Road.

A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. Some graffiti has been 

scrawled here. It reads, "Death to those who defy the will of Evil." A runic totem is planted in the 

ground. There are 5 knights of the Maldaathi here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular 

monolith is on the ground. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A noble hippogriff flaps its wings in 

agitation here. Antlers of jet black crown the head of a proud ivory peryton.  His gaze sweeping the 

area, Dreadlord Iniquitous Xer Savril stands here, a wary expression on his face. He wields an 

ornate steel rapier in each hand.

A ranger's bow flies free from a black leather baldric as you swiftly draw it.

TARGET = Xer

Your aura of weapons rebounding disappears.

You pull an arrow from your quiver and nock it to your bow.

You train your expert eye on Xer and let fly an arrow with breathtaking precision.

Your arrow strikes true! <-- Mwuahaha...

In an uninterrupted motion, you slide a ranger's bow into a black leather baldric.

Xer arrives from the up. <--...ahaha...oh shit.

A noble hippogriff glides in from the up.

Sweeping in from the up is a proud ivory peryton.

Xer peers about himself unscrupulously.

You point accusingly at Taraus. <-- Think fast!

You take a generous puff of a Zanzibaar Select cigar, finding pleasure in the smooth, woodsy flavour 

and the oak scent of the smoke it produces.

A Golden light suddenly emanates from within Xer as he wills forth the Dragon within him.

The Golden light grows to blinding intensity as Xer's body quickly changes into that of a powerful 

and massive Dragon.

Reveling in his power, Xer beats his mighty wings, throws his massive head back, and roars a 

challenge as if to the world itself.

Xer points off towards the horizon and whistles at his falcon.

Xer draws himself up to his full height, staring imperiously down at Taraus.

Xer's nostrils flare wildly with a great rush of air as his sinuous body contracts and his mouth 

opens wide to emit a rippling, unbroken roar at Taraus. <-- Ahahaha...can't believe that worked.

Taraus takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.

Taraus eats a potash crystal.

Taraus convulses under the influence of some invisible force.

Taraus eats an aurum flake.

Xer inclines his head politely at Taraus.

Taraus takes a drink from a cedarwood vial.

Xer departs to the up, the air vibrating wildly around him.

A noble hippogriff glides off to the up.

With a majestic sweep of his wings, an ivory peryton leaves to the up.

Taraus shoots a withering look of disapproval at you.

You slap your thighs and guffaw like an old man.

Shortly after...

[spoiler]

The ground beneath begins to rumble softly. <--...hahaha....uh oh.

Xer charges in, sword flashing at the ready. <--Wait...what's he going to do wit-

A noble hippogriff glides in from the up.

Sweeping in from the up is a proud ivory peryton.

You writhe and scream as he drives the cruel blade deep into your side. (-1266h, 36.6%) <--Oh sweet baby Jesus!

Xer moves in to engage you.

Xer takes a long drag off his pipe.

As the ground continues to quake, jagged cracks appear in the ground.

The ground beneath begins to rumble softly.

You bleed 48 health. (-48h, 1.4%) 

You are no longer stunned. (1.023s)(sip vitality|stand)

You take a drink from a black-walnut vial.

The tonic heals and soothes you. (+695h, 20.1%) 

You stand up. (1.294s)

You begin to flap your wings powerfully, and rise quickly up into the firmament. <--Kresslack out.

Xer lashes out at you as you turn to flee.

Flying above Stygian Crossroads.

A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. You may ENTER SUBDIVISION 

from here.

You see exits leading northeast, east (open door), west (open door), northwest, up, and down. (-762h, 22.0%) 

As the ground continues to quake, jagged cracks appear in the ground. (+173h, 5.0%) 

The ground beneath begins to rumble softly.

A tentacle shoots up from the ground, wraps itself around you, and drags you back to earth. <--I should be goo-ah fuck!

A spout of molten lava, channeled by Xer, surges from the depths of the earth itself with a mighty 

roar, battering your body with excruciating force. (-901h, 26.0%) 

You take a drink from a black-walnut vial.

The tonic heals and soothes you. (+636h, 18.4%) 

You bleed 56 health. (-56h, 1.6%) 

You have recovered balance on all limbs.BALANCE = YES  (3.978s)

Xer gives you the once over.

You slip away to the down and successfully evade your pursuers. <--Nope, nope, nope.

Mhaldor Road.

A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. Some graffiti has been 

scrawled here. It reads, "Through Evil shall we conquer." A rune that looks like a stick man has 

been sketched into the ground here (inguz: paralysis). A runic totem is planted solidly in the 

ground. There are 3 Naga assassins here. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A ladder of long, soft 

leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, 

rectangular monolith is on the ground. The red wing tips of a stygian falcon flash high above as she 

circles. Muscles rippling beneath his grey coat, a noble destrier stands tall here, mane draped over 

his long neck. Gracefully preening her white feathers, a giant white swan rests here.  Dread Legate 

Xinna is here. She wields a Shield of Absorption in her right hand.

You see exits leading up and down.

As the ground continues to quake, jagged cracks appear in the ground.

A spout of molten lava, channeled by Xer, surges from the depths of the earth itself with a mighty 

roar, battering your body with excruciating force. (-901h, 26.0%) 

Xinna leaves to the down.

You have recovered balance on all limbs.BALANCE = YES  (1.953s)

A spout of molten lava, channeled by Xer, surges from the depths of the earth itself with a mighty 

roar, battering your body with excruciating force. (-901h, 26.0%) 

You sent the following message to Xer:

Ouch!

Xer would like you to know: And in that day, atrocity shall overtake the world and all shall walk in 

fear.

You just received message #567 from Xer. (+173h, 5.0%) 

Message #567        Sent by Xer

11/08/6:54 // And that wasn't even my final form!

You sent the following message to Xer:

// Who told on me, Omi?

Xer would like you to know: And in that day, atrocity shall overtake the world and all shall walk in 

fear. (+112h, 3.2%) 

You just received message #568 from Xer.

Message #568        Sent by Xer

11/08/6:55 // Ah ah ah, I can't tell you that :P. I will leave you to suspiciously look at everyone 

around you while you drink your rum haha.
[/spoiler]

Herenicus

Kresslack

So I find a pack on the ground out in the middle of nowhere and think to myself, oh, another theft attempt, it's just an empty...flame-sigiled pack. Something told me to check it, so I did. Found a couple of journals. First one I read...

[spoiler]

You read what is written on a personal journal:

(Page 1)

The diary of Balamat the Gifted

Phaestian 3nd, 234 AF:

I have found a great place to hunt, a world of my own. Nobody comes here

and I love the solitude of it all. I wish I could show my mother this

place. Oh.. mother if you were still here. I am so alone with out you.

Chronos 12, 236 AF:

I've found some new friends, mother I wish you could meet them. They

have taught me how I should keep my anger a part of me. They say I am

meant for great things and if I only follow their guidance, they will

show me your spirit and fathers. I wish father could have been proud of

me. To be able to hear those words, "Son you have done well." ohh what

is this anyway, but a a tear splattered upon a piece of paper.

You read what is written on a personal journal:

(Page 2)

Serapin 17, 242 AF:

I will bring you back soon mother. I think I've found the way. My

friends have shown me. There is a ritual where I need the skin off the

chest of a Sciren, the foreskin of a Satyr, and the wings of an Atavian.

I can use these things to bring the both of you back.

My suffering will stop and we can be together again.

You read what is written on a personal journal:

(Page 3)

Mayan 4th, 254 AF:

Disaster!! Mother I am so sorry. I felt your kiss against my lips

shortly before your husk crumbled to dust. I felt you there!!. It's

father's fault, I know it! He was always so greedy and could not stand

being alone with Aeon without you. There is only one thing left to

do...I will become a spirit amongst you both!! We will live though time

and eternity. I shall always bring the pain to others that we have been

caused to feel this day. Father... this is your doing. May the gods damn

your eternal soul!!

[/spoiler]

Ernam

^ Mildly unsettling...

Caoimhaen

@Kresslack that  sounds scarily familiar...believe it was the journal of a spirit me and a friend to rest. Where the hell did you find that?lol I am  dead serious. Could be wrong though..sounds familiar..

Kresslack

It was in Morindar, in a pack with about three other journal from various people, some shovels, a bag of stasis, and a spyglass. It just happened to be the first journal I pulled out, and that was not what I was expecting.

Synbios

Daeir said:

An ethereal hand attempts to wrench the Staff of Celestia from Daeir's hands, but fails and retreats to the sky.

This scared the fuckshits out of me. Whoever it was, good job!

The Hand of Evil is upon you. At least it didn't slap you like it did to the imps.

Kresslack

Daeir said:

An ethereal hand attempts to wrench the Staff of Celestia from Daeir's hands, but fails and retreats to the sky.

This scared the fuckshits out of me. Whoever it was, good job!