Memorable quotes

Oceana · January 2015

You purchase passage to A sandy spit and step upon the ferry to await its departure.

In a reinforced rowboat.

A baby harp seal waves its flippers at you playfully.

That was a first...

Tibitha · January 2015

(Party): @Khalaz says, "Okay listen up."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Here's the plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "You're gonna use some weaponmastery skills on Tesha."
(Party): Khalaz says, "And while you do that I'm also going to do that."
(Party): You say, "Amazing plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Thanks I came up with it alone."

Yep, that sounds about right.

Hasar · January 2015

Tibitha said:

(Party): @Khalaz says, "Okay listen up."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Here's the plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "You're gonna use some weaponmastery skills on Tesha."
(Party): Khalaz says, "And while you do that I'm also going to do that."
(Party): You say, "Amazing plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Thanks I came up with it alone."
Yep, that sounds about right.

Tibitha dies, her defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

Khalaz dies, his defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

The team of Yuji and Tesha has defeated Khalaz and Tibitha in combat within The Gauntlet!

Achilles · January 2015

Hasar said:

Tibitha said:

(Party): @Khalaz says, "Okay listen up."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Here's the plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "You're gonna use some weaponmastery skills on Tesha."
(Party): Khalaz says, "And while you do that I'm also going to do that."
(Party): You say, "Amazing plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Thanks I came up with it alone."
Yep, that sounds about right.

Tibitha dies, her defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

Khalaz dies, his defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

The team of Yuji and Tesha has defeated Khalaz and Tibitha in combat within The Gauntlet!

They deviated from the plan!

Erhon · January 2015

Kyrra said:

Reality itself seems to ripple in front of your eyes as you see the massive maw of @Nat looking
intently at you.
You feel something brush against your hands and glance down to see a glowing red rod suddenly appear.

That really makes the cityfavor reason he just got even better.

Tibitha · January 2015

Achilles said:

Hasar said:

Tibitha said:

(Party): @Khalaz says, "Okay listen up."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Here's the plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "You're gonna use some weaponmastery skills on Tesha."
(Party): Khalaz says, "And while you do that I'm also going to do that."
(Party): You say, "Amazing plan."
(Party): Khalaz says, "Thanks I came up with it alone."
Yep, that sounds about right.

Tibitha dies, her defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

Khalaz dies, his defences no match for the relentless might of Judicator Tesha al Ashtad in The Gauntlet.

The team of Yuji and Tesha has defeated Khalaz and Tibitha in combat within The Gauntlet!

They deviated from the plan!

I did. I never used any weaponmastery skills cause web spam in retardation = BS

Mishgul · January 2015

customise one of your shoes into buckawn's boots.

Tibitha · January 2015

Mishgul said:

customise one of your shoes into buckawn's boots.

I feel like getting buckawn boots as my first artefact is probably not the wisest strategy :disagree:

Mishgul · January 2015

buckawns boots and wings were the first two combat related artefacts I got. If I know someone doesn't have buckawns they are in for a rough time.

Asmodron · January 2015

Im saddened that the two types of expression I can now only put on posts are 'Like' and an exaggerated form of like being 'Awesome'.

Caoimhaen · January 2015

Asmodron said:

Im saddened that the two types of expression I can now only put on posts are 'Like' and an exaggerated form of like being 'Awesome'.

@Asmodron‌ careful what you say, they may remove reactions entirely...I don't personally want that, thanks.

Cynlael · January 2015

.......

(Cyrene): Beniah says, "Certain thieves only pck people that are hard to steal from, out of respect."

(Cyrene): Dena says, "They just say that.. it's like wife beaters.. they only hit the ones that deserve it... same logic."

Comparing thieves to wife beaters. Stay classy, Cyrene.

Shirszae · January 2015

I know you love to complain, @Cynlael, so you don't actually read before posting. But if you read what Dena said, you'll notice she is not actually comparing thieves to wife beaters. She is saying the thieves compare themselves to wife beaters.

Cynlael · January 2015

What. I guess I'll 'complain' about your lack of reading comprehension.

(Cyrene): Dena says, "They just say that.. it's like wife beaters.. they only hit the ones that deserve it... same logic."

"They just say that," is her referring to thieves doing it out of respect, regarding what Beniah said about certain thieves only stealing from people who're hard to steal from... She THEN goes on to compare the situation to that of wife beaters, who say they only hit the women who 'deserve it' ergo, she is comparing a thief's words, to that of a wife beater's... Further adding to her comparison, by saying it's the same logic that the wife beater uses (when it's not).

Shirszae said:

you don't actually read before posting

The hypocrisy is real. Stay classy, Shirszae.

Herenicus · January 2015

I think it is an ugly way to bring OOC sentiments into an IC world. The practice is not new.

Cynlael · January 2015

Herenicus said:

I think it is an ugly way to bring OOC sentiments into an IC world. The practice is not new.

PUBLIC NEWS #114
Date: 12/03/1997 at 09:38

Holy f-

Kerria · January 2015

Cynlael said:

.......

(Cyrene): Beniah says, "Certain thieves only pck people that are hard to steal from, out of respect."

(Cyrene): Dena says, "They just say that.. it's like wife beaters.. they only hit the ones that deserve it... same logic."

Comparing thieves to wife beaters. Stay classy, Cyrene.

I didn't read that as comparing, just saying it was the same logical leap.

Theives = only pick the hard ones = not true
wife beaters = only hit those that deserve it = not true.

just because both statements mean they are not true
thieves=\=wife beaters.

unless I've completely missed a logical step.. Which is entirely possible....

Trey · January 2015

Herenicus said:

I think it is an ugly way to bring OOC sentiments into an IC world. The practice is not new.

Oh god rite of humility haha. I always laugh when someone brings this up.

Rohai · January 2015

what the fuck did i just read

Vesios · January 2015

Herenicus said:

I think it is an ugly way to bring OOC sentiments into an IC world. The practice is not new.

PUBLIC NEWS #119
Date: 12/04/1997 at 02:37
From: Sarapis, the Logos
To : Headmistress Servelan de Vermiis
Subj: templars

Let me make it clear here and now that the modern Templars were founded
by Sir Gawain as a guild. The Templars began soon after the Church did
and there were not any Templars around when Pasiphae was around.

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Glacian, in the year 178 AF.

"stfu"

Sincerely,

God

Ast · January 2015

So... I've been dying a lot lately because I'm oh so charming... but Lukan is helping me break myself of my Slave habits (even though I'm still a Slave). I now consider myself educated on Cyrenian bards.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Remember."

You tilt your head curiously at Lukan.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Stupid people will try to kill you."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "When you're sneaky."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Because they forget you're sneaky."

You say to Lukan in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "I don't think you're stupid."

Lukan gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Are you trying to die again."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Cause... I can make it happen."

You have emoted: Ast quickly shakes her head no.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Then soak in some knowledge."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Or you can soak in some venom."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Cause it's pretty damn potent."

You say in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "Yes, Mister Lukan."

Lukan ceases to wield a Viper's Coil in his right hand.

Lukan begins to wield a serrated dirk of cold steel in his right hand.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Call me mister one more time."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "I dare you."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "I. DARE. YOU."

You ask Lukan in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "Sorry... uh.. er... Vastel?"

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Do you want to die."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Because... that's a good way to do it."

Lukan stares pointedly at you.

You say to Lukan in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "No, Dynamis."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "...."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "LUKAN."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "MY NAME."

You say in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "I would prefer to not visit l---ack."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "MY. FIRST. NAME."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "THAT's IT."

You have emoted: Ast flails nervously.

Lukan stares pointedly at you.

You exclaim in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "I can't help it!"

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Yes you can."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Unless you're that weak."

Lukan gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "In which case I should kill you on principle."

You frown and say to Lukan in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "If someone hears me call you that they'll probably stick me in the pillory anyway."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "If they do."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "I'll fill their corpse full of arrows."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "They might be alive or dead when I do."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "That's irrelevant."

You have emoted: Ast frowns and glances around the gatehouse nervously.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Don't worry about it."

You whisper in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "Yes, Lukan."

Lukan calls out, "Thank you."

You have emoted: Ast makes a slightly distressed face.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Was that so hard."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "If you say yes."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "...just... don't."

You say in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "Y--... okay."

Lukan viciously jabs a serrated dirk of cold steel into your head.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "CUT IT OUT."

You say in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "Ouch..."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Be laid back."

You will now attempt to parry attacks to your centre.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "You're a damn bard, you bastards are supposed to be slippery and flexible."

You say to Lukan in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "That sounds like a lot of effort..."

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Only stiff bards I've heard of are the ones with 1000 kids."

You blink.

You ask in Mhaldorian in a refined but unsteady voice, "I don't get it?"

Lukan waves his hand dismissively.

Lukan 'Lucky' Vastel, the Professional says, "Cyrene joke."

You are pulled out of the room by Lukan and his whip!

Bronislav · January 2015

Ast said:

So... I've been dying a lot lately because I'm oh so charming... but Lukan is helping me break myself of my Slave habits (even though I'm still a Slave). I now consider myself educated on Cyrenian bards.

You know nothing of Cyrenian Bards.

THEY ARE ALL STIFF, AND THEY ARE ALL HUNGRY. WHAT ENEMIES THEY DO NOT IMPREGNATE AS BREEDING STOCK, THEY KILL.

RUN.

Dunatis · January 2015

Getting some Jester tips in the Arena, and it ended during a Behead attempt.

Lofty viewing platform.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Offering an unrestricted
view of the striking structure to the north, this spacious platform affords combatants and
spectators alike the opportunity to admire the flawless lines of the Gauntlet, whilst resting
between bouts or simply drinking in the heady atmosphere of their surrounds. Wooden poles looped
together in each corner shape the enclosure, and stone benches flank the northern side, which faces
directly out towards the arena. Whilst the sandstone walls of the Gauntlet block the upper levels,
the distant roar of an excitable crowd is clearly audible, and flashes of colour through the lower
level draw the eye to the various spars and battles currently taking place. Poised for action, a
Blackstone swordsman observes the surrounds. An attentive Duskmere brawler stands ready with his
halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. Gripping a broadsword, a Shornwall defender crouches
slightly in anticipation. Eyes keenly raised to the skies, a cowled bow-maiden plucks idly at her
bowstring. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a Naxian mistweaver. A runic totem is
planted solidly in the ground. Serenity cloaks the form of Orald, a battle pegasus, his posture
alert and battle-ready. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. Talysin Moonflair, the Puppetmaster
is here. He is rapidly swinging a sword above his head.
You see a single exit leading southwest.
----
so we go walking
----

With ominous portent, Khalaz's draconic form approaches from the north.

(Party): Talysin says, "Thats a thing, yea."

"Ummmm," Khalaz says uncertainly.

With a flourish of your arm, you bow deeply.

Aspirant Khalaz Lichlord's breath crackles and sparks as he says, "Are you beheading someone."
2708h, 2540m, 12440e, 11600w ex-look

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Sectioned away from the rest
of the military quarter by a length of painted fencing, this bustling yard serves both military and
citizenry alike with matters of an equine nature. The yard spans the southeastern side of Blackstone
Isle and offers a scenic view of the very southern tip of Averrone, with Veil's End in the distance.
A sprawling stable area in the far corner offers a home for the mounts of Targossas. Each stall
comes equipped with a small feeding bag, a water trough, and liberal amounts of fresh bedding straw.
Closer to the entrance of the yard stands a busy farrier's workshop. Large barrels of water sit
ready for work, and a blazing forge, closed to the public, throws out a near-insufferable amount of
heat. Humming under his breath, Mahmoud toils over his tools. There are 2 Shornwall defenders here.
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a
Naxian mistweaver. Poised for action, a Blackstone swordsman observes the surrounds. An attentive
Duskmere brawler stands ready with his halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. A sigil in the shape
of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Talysin Moonflair, the Puppetmaster is here. He
is rapidly swinging a sword above his head. The Silver Dragon Khalaz's imposing form looms.
You see exits leading north, west, and northwest.

You say in a smooth, cultured voice, "Nope."

Talysin says in an artificially feminine voice, "No."

Talysin says in an artificially feminine voice, "But dont I look fab?"

You say in a smooth, cultured voice, "He's mis..uh...woven."

You say in a smooth, cultured voice, "Something."

"Heh heh heh," Khalaz chuckles.

Aspirant Khalaz Lichlord's breath crackles and sparks as he says, "Handy dandy swinging tricks."

Talysin says in an artificially feminine voice, "I broke the universe."

Talysin says in an artificially feminine voice, "Its whatever."

Talysin · January 2015

You're welcome.

Melodie · January 2015

Day one of three of cruelty demonstrations:

Vum Daesheryn, Duelist of the Seven says in Mhaldorian in a dark, resonant voice, "I invite all of Mhaldor demonstrate cruely upon me."

Zuysheam expertly breaks the seal of a phial of destructive serum and brings it to his mouth.

Zuysheam's face contorts as if in great pain, and the muscles beneath his skin flex and spasm uncontrollably. (Alchemical death incoming!)

Zuysheam leaps into the air and launches a flying kick at Vum.

Vum dodges the blow.

Vum Daesheryn, Duelist of the Seven says in Mhaldorian in a dark, resonant voice, "Use your more painful abilities."

Aegoth looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. (Shit I know what's on his mind)

Zuysheam leaps into the air and launches a flying kick at Vum.

Zuysheam connects.

Zuysheam throws out a quick jab at Vum.

Vum dodges the blow.

With agile fingers, Falthus quickly constructs a jack-in-the-box.

Titonus raises his flail over his head and begins to swing it in a wide circle, gaining speed as he goes.

Aegoth fashions a holocaust globe out of pure elemental fire and arms it. (Called it!)

Zuysheam leaps into the air and launches a flying kick at Vum.

Zuysheam connects.

Titonus begins to bear down on Vum with his whirling flail.

A bird of prey's warning shriek echoes within the city streets. (Appropriate)

Aegoth fashions a holocaust globe out of pure elemental fire and arms it.

You reach out with your withered finger and stroke Vum, who screams in agony as his flesh withers.

Ryze pauses for a second, a slight frown upon his face. (Yes, death is coming)

Screaming out a warcry of pure strength, Titonus brings his flail crashing straight down on the head of Vum. Fragments of bone explode outward as the skull of Vum is rent asunder, his falling bonelessly to the ground.

Vum has been slain by Titonus.

A silvery Dardanic mare falls from Vum's corpse.

A black Dardanic stallion falls from Vum's corpse.

A bloodroot leaf falls from Vum's corpse.

A piece of kelp falls from Vum's corpse.

Aegoth fashions a holocaust globe out of pure elemental fire and arms it. (Oh boy...)

Saibel gives Aegoth the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Aegoth fashions a holocaust globe out of pure elemental fire and arms it.

The soul of Vum says in Mhaldorian in a dark, resonant voice, "Aye."

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The holocaust globe ominously stops pulsing for a fraction of a second, and then explodes into a

fiery conflagration that consumes all around it.

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As Aegoth's attack falls, Zuysheam's reflective barrier shatters and reflects the attack.

Zuysheam jerks violently, face going abruptly slack before he crumples, lifeless, to the ground.

Zuysheam's flesh burns away and he is blinded as his eyeballs melt and run down his face. In the instant before his entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see his skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, he is no more.

(Dead)

(Everyone sips)

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The holocaust globe ominously stops pulsing for a fraction of a second, and then explodes into a

fiery conflagration that consumes all around it.

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The holocaust globe ominously stops pulsing for a fraction of a second, and then explodes into a

fiery conflagration that consumes all around it.

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Ryze's flesh burns away and he is blinded as his eyeballs melt and run down his face. In the instant before his entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see his skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, he is no more.

Ryze has been slain by Aegoth.

As Ryze draws his final, dying breath, you hear him whisper the word, "Vengeance!". Suddenly, a spear of jagged bone materialises from thin air and flies toward the chest of his killer!

A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Ryze in red light.

Saibel's flesh burns away and she is blinded as her eyeballs melt and run down her face. In the instant before her entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see her skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, she is no more.

Saibel has been slain by Aegoth.

A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Saibel in red light.

A swift ghost bat falls from Saibel's person.

A small grey-brown rattlesnake falls from Saibel's person.

The corpse of a poharaehe falls from Saibel's person.

Aegoth's flesh burns away and he is blinded as his eyeballs melt and run down his face. In the instant before his entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see his skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, he is no more.

Himself has been slain by Aegoth.

You feel your flesh burn away and are blinded as you feel what is left of your eyeballs slowly run down your face. With a silent scream of agony, your body is utterly consumed by the inferno, and you cease to possess corporeal form.

You have been slain by Aegoth.

With your final, dying breath you utter the single word, "Vengeance!". Spears of jagged bone materialise out of thin air, and plunge themselves into your enemies.

Falthus's flesh burns away and he is blinded as his eyeballs melt and run down his face. In the instant before his entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see his skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, he is no more.

You have slain Falthus.

(svo): We died.

Titonus's flesh burns away and he is blinded as his eyeballs melt and run down his face. In the instant before his entire being is consumed by the inferno, you are able to see his skeleton, burned clean of flesh and organs. Then, he is no more.

You have slain Titonus.

A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Titonus in red light.

An undead falcon falls from Titonus's person.

Your starburst tattoo flares as the world is momentarily tinted red.

Well then!