(Newbie) Rudthel says, "Oh wow, I need 9.000 more gold..." (Newbie) Rudthel says, "I guess I'll sell my body on the streets then." (Newbie) Romeo says, "Armour can be expensive for new adventurers, but prostitution is not a recommended profression." (Newbie) Rudthel says, "Prostitution ? I was talking about selling my kidneys." (Newbie): Rudthel says, "Who would want a female Rajamala anyway?"
I enter my rest cycle for a few earth-hours and return to see the cities flirting with each other on the forums like never before.
What is wrong with you humans?
I like it when the cities flirt.
Fallacy, @Amarillys. You only like it when you have new material for fanfiction. In this case, anthropomorphic versions of cities flirting each other like some kind of [TV TROPES TRAP TRIGGER WARNING]Axis Powers Hetalia designed for Achaea.
(Thralls): Elazar says, "Thrall Mhortol, report in on your progress."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "I have thus far managed to offend an enemy by hunting down his pet crow and then eating it in front of him as he scolded me and threatened me with death."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "Likely my greatest accomplishment to date."
(Thralls): Elazar says, "That is not what I am referring to."
(Thralls): Elazar says, "Thrall Mhortol, report in on your progress."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "I have thus far managed to offend an enemy by hunting down his pet crow and then eating it in front of him as he scolded me and threatened me with death."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "Likely my greatest accomplishment to date."
(Thralls): Elazar says, "That is not what I am referring to."
Just another day in Mhaldor
I thought for a second there... that may have been a certain Targossian's crow.
You say in a low, silvery voice, "All of my favorite people in one place." Jarrol peers about himself unscrupulously. Drakon's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile. Jarrol says to you in a cold, raspy voice, "Suck up." You say to Jarrol in a low, silvery voice, "I do not deny that." Aaiden gives you a compassionate hug. You grin mischievously at Jarrol. You say to Jarrol in a low, silvery voice, "I am a Cyrenian priest, it comes with the profession." Drakon rolls on the floor, laughing. Drakon says in a determined voice, "Now -thats- comedy."
(Thralls): Elazar says, "Thrall Mhortol, report in on your progress."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "I have thus far managed to offend an enemy by hunting down his pet crow and then eating it in front of him as he scolded me and threatened me with death."
(Thralls): Mhortol says, "Likely my greatest accomplishment to date."
(Thralls): Elazar says, "That is not what I am referring to."
Just another day in Mhaldor
@Elazar don't pretend you didn't laugh. I love the witty ones.
Yeah. I do those things. At times on purpose, but often, not.
In my former company, we had a product called "Lucy", and my American boss came to visit our local office one day. He asked me what I was working on, and I answered him: "I did Lucy very hard for three days, now she's less on fire." Meaning, I worked on this product to fix the bugs...
Man I miss Gnaash so much now. I had the absolute pleasure of getting to work with him in Cyrene Ministry/Senator stuff and he has always been, by far, one of my favourites.
Much nostalgia.
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
You dream of the armies of Good, Light, and Righteousness marching, in their gleaming armour, to shatter you and your allies in Evil. <--- An actual dream I imagine Mel would really have, and I've never seen it before! Ooooo.
Drifting through the air before you are fine filaments of lavender silk that glow with a supernatural aura. You stretch out your fingers to catch the silk, but the strands elude your grasp. <--- Hmm interesting, never seen this either...
Smiling, you gaze upward into the face of the one you love most in the world. Your smile is briefly returned, but soon becomes twisted and sinister as your loved one raises a shining, sharply pointed dagger into the air. You cry out in anguish as the blade plunges into your heart and you are consumed by darkness. <--- TOO SOON GUYS, TOO SOON!
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
Ruth launches a powerful uppercut at a pygmy jarbo.
She connects!
A small armadillo springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A ruthless river crocodile springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A swift ghost bat springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
An audacious mountain eagle springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A yellow-bellied marmot springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A frisky goat kid springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
Ruth launches a powerful uppercut at a pygmy jarbo.
She connects!
A small armadillo springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A swift ghost bat springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A yellow-bellied marmot springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
A frisky goat kid springs to a pygmy jarbo's defence.
Ruth yelps in pain as a ruthless river crocodile bashes her.
Ruth inhales and begins holding her breath.
Ruth peers about herself unscrupulously.
Ruth raises a platinum whistle to her lips and blows a stream of air through the narrow end. Three resonant notes linger briefly on the air before dispersing in all directions.
A ruthless river crocodile looks up suddenly before fading away.
An audacious mountain eagle looks up suddenly before fading away.
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You tell Vasriia, "Heya. Sorry. We can move.
Vasriia tells you," And I had just managed the perfect butt-groove in that chair.. No, no, s'fine. Was just going to sleep for endurance.
You tell Vasriia, "Butt-groove? Hahah!"
You tell Vasriia, "I love it. I heard butt-grove at first..I was like. What."
Dunn says in a deep, hollow voice, "We'll be ready whenever you realize your error, Atalkez."
The RP is real gais. Quit hatin'
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Paging @Jhui. I think Targossas is asking for more of their guards to be killed via your awesome bug abuse tactic.
Just another day in Mhaldor
You are wielding: head335084: the shrunken head of Wayde in your right hand.
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
In my former company, we had a product called "Lucy", and my American boss came to visit our local office one day. He asked me what I was working on, and I answered him: "I did Lucy very hard for three days, now she's less on fire." Meaning, I worked on this product to fix the bugs...
Much nostalgia.
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
(Party): Achilles says, "I'm attributing this fear to Synest."
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
@Ryldagh needs to pipe down, I'm trying to concentrate... Now all I can think about it is Siren tenderloin sandwiches.
qqing to Hashan now