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@Silvarien tells you, "Hmmm... that sounds like eating one's veggies! Must be super healthy!"
You impishly tell Silvarien, "Healthier than eating dirt."
Silvarien tells you, "I... have no good answer to that. I concede the point."
Brilliant sapphire feathers cover the breast and back of this little bird beneath an
elegantly striped cloak of black and white. Intense blue circles rest upon the budgie's
cheeks, breaking the bright yellow field of plumage masking the animal's face.
Extending behind him beneath his long wing feathers is a dark tail the colour of onyx.
He is called 'Brohai.'
A playful budgie looks relatively helpless.
He has 100% health remaining.
He weighs 1 ounce(s).
He is loyal to Nadeshiko.
You see nothing in it.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
You pet a playful budgie ingratiatingly.
A playful budgie snaps at your fingers with a disgruntled squawk.
Nadeshiko says to you in a soft-spoken voice, "Rohai, meet Brohai."
Nadeshiko says to a playful budgie in a soft-spoken voice, "Brohai, meet Rohai."
Flames lick around you - you are on fire!
The light fades, dimming to an argent glow, and you turn to face your aggressor.
Before you is Thoth, the God of Death, His true countenance concealed by a
pallid mask. Still you can feel His eternal gaze upon you, devoid of all emotion
as He affixes you with a cool stare.
Flames lick around you - you are on fire!
"Come, Talysin."
The shimmer of divine protection fades from around you.
Your mana drains away as you concentrate on maintaining a link with the living.
Flames lick around you - you are on fire!
The God of Death inclines His head, and your vision blurs. Dark shadows swirl
and blinding light flickers before your eyes, the display churning with
unrestrained motion until, with a sudden jolt, all is finally still. The aching
thirst diminishes as your eyes adjust, and you find yourself kneeling before the
imposing form of the Endbringer.
4730h, 3350m ex-
Travellers on the Champions' Bridge flee in terror at the sight of a portly humgii and an enraged
female, both stomping angrily towards the city.
(Order): Silas says, "Uh oh."
The Champions' Bridge.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A rune shaped like a
butterfly has been sketched into the ground here (nairat: transfix). A rune like an open eye has
been sketched into the ground here (wunjo: cure blind). An obsidian eye sigil is here. There are 2
Riverwall bow-maidens here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Gripping a broadsword, a
Shornwall defender crouches slightly in anticipation. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular
monolith is on the ground. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a Naxian mistweaver.
An attentive Duskmere brawler stands ready with his halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. The
corpse of a plump dwarf lies here. Draped in all her finery, Berunis Fitherton preens and primps.
Pawing fretfully at his bow tie, a golden humgii peers haughtily around. The shining figure of a
guardian angel floats in the air here. A huge statue of the Scimitar of Yen-Sorte stands here,
thrusting skywards. Dawnlord Silas Maynard, Grace of the Lightbringer is here.
You see exits leading north and south.
sigil60568 an eye sigil
bow-maiden128905 a Riverwall bow-maiden
bow-maiden171613 a Riverwall bow-maiden
totem372319 a runic totem
defender432614 a Shornwall defender
sigil450801 a monolith sigil
mistweaver454299 a Naxian mistweaver
brawler454381 a Duskmere brawler
Smythe15603 the corpse of Smythe, the dwarven trainer
berunis165756 Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light
humgii237246 Giles, a golden humgii
Number of objects: 11
Antonius arrives from the north.
Silas beams broadly at Giles, a golden humgii.
You beam broadly at Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light.
You beam broadly at Giles, a golden humgii.
Silas bows slightly and, in a fluid motion, gently takes Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light's hand and brushes his lips over it.
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light exclaims, "Look, you wretched little blip. I want it back, now!"
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light says, "HE.ATE.MY.HAT."
Throwing back her head, Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light screams agonisingly.
Antonius frowns at Giles, a golden humgii.
"Eep!" you scream in fright.
At a diminutive five feet in height, Berunis Fitherton is of slight form, her Tsol'aa heritage clear
in her defined, angular features and build. Ash-blonde hair feathers around her oval face, falling
just shy of her shoulders in a neat bob. Clad in a simple gown of ivory silk, she retains an ageless
quality, and her smooth skin is unmarred by wrinkles or other blemishes. Faint blotches of ink stain
her pale fingers, the dye creeping up the digits like a dark shadow.
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light is not one to be trifled with.
Resembling a small bear, this rather portly humgii sits bolt upright, weight resting on his generous
rump. His fur is a glorious golden yellow in hue and clipped pristinely close to the skin. The fur
atop Giles' head is slightly longer and fuzzier than the rest, centrally parted in between the ears
and flattened down in an attempt at neatness. Intelligent eyes the colour of warm chocolate peer
disdainfully from within a rotund face, his snout comically short and jaw slightly open. Neat rows
of tiny, pearly teeth gleam from within his wide mouth. Instead of a collar, Giles has a crisp bow
tie tied neatly around his neck, a beautifully ornate affair designed to perfectly accentuate his
glowing complexion. A quaint, lace waistcoat gathers around his pudgy frame, pearl buttons labouring
under the strain of holding his extended stomach within. He is called 'Giles.'
Giles, a golden humgii looks relatively helpless.
Giles, a golden humgii grunts noncommittally.
Silas scolds Giles, a golden humgii angrily.
You say in a demure, mellifluous voice, "He must have been hungry. Poor thing."
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light says, "He was sick in the boat. I had to return and change my clothing."
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light glares about herself, upset with the world.
Berunis Fitherton, Sage to the Light mumbles incoherently.
I still feel a bit guilty about getting the final blow, since Seth did most of the work (and all the dying), and he was the one who was going after her in the first place.
Incidentally, from her Diary of Death:
Uh, what?
- With sharp, crackling tones, Kyrra tells you, "The ladies must love you immensely."
- (Eleusian Ranger Techs): Savira says, "Most of the hard stuff seem to have this built in code like: If adventurer_hitting_me = "Sarathai" then send("terminate and selfdestruct")."
- Makarios says, "Serve well and perish."
- Xaden says, "Xaden confirmed scrub 2017."
I... I gave in to the temptation *sob* It's been preying on me everytime I see him on QW
<<The Carnivalis Institute of Jestering>>: Sillias says, "We can use cigarbands."
<<The Carnivalis Institute of Jestering>>: You say, "We'll need a commodity to back our currencies value. I suggest cactus weed."
<<The Carnivalis Institute of Jestering>>: You say, "Then we'll hoard all the Quacker Bucks AND the cactus weed and we'll control the world."
<<The Carnivalis Institute of Jestering>>: Mr. Quackers, the Duck says, "That you are not calling them Quacker Bills is killing me, I'll have you know."
<<The Carnivalis Institute of Jestering>>: Sillias says, "This duck is a genius."
Khaibit tells you, "I think I had one of those."
Dark.
Sticky strands of webbing cling to you, making that impossible.
You need a quarterstaff to be able to do that.
You peer about yourself unscrupulously.
You begin to struggle free of your entanglement.
You say in a soft voice, "Who tied me up?"
You have writhed free of your entanglement by webs.
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "Meee."
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "That was 10 minutes ago."
Agrias nods his head at Jarrod.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Has your body gone numb to forplay?"
Lupine Lady Mysterion El'Jahiem says, "If it's so commonplace that you don't notice that..."
You say in a soft voice, "What can I say, I'm engaged to a machine."
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "Machines never say no!"
The corners of Mysterion's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Unless you tell them to."
You say in a soft voice, "I have yet to find where he puts his batteries."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "That's the beauty."
Jarrod nods his head emphatically.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Does he store them in your vibrating stick?"
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "I'd offer to poke around and find out, but I don't want you to make me a woman."
You say to Agrias in a soft voice, "You'd have to let me watch."
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "Done deal."
Agrias says to Jarrod in a hallowed voice, "You'll be my assistant."
Agrias nods his head slowly, looking very wise.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "He'll need someone to hold him down."
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "I can assist in this endeavor."
Agrias flashes the victory sign.
Lupine Lady Mysterion El'Jahiem says, "I'll be the completely oblivious person on the OTHER side of the world, who never EVER finds out what's going on."
You say in a soft voice, "He's definitely getting a log of this."
Agrias rolls on the floor in front of you, laughing.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Save it for after the stripsearch."
Agrias's ears perk up with a sudden interest.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Stripsearch?"
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "I don't want him to be warned."
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "How else do you find his batteries!"
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "I thought he was already going to be nekkid."
Agrias points accusingly at you.
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "That's -your- job."
Jarrod ponders the situation.
Jarrod says to you in a light, carefree voice, "Can we count on your support in this endeavor?"
Agrias removes a shimmering suit of full plate armour marred with char marks bearing the arms of Agrias.
Agrias nods his head slowly, looking very wise.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Behold! ME."
You cringe pathetically.
Agrias wiggles his hips suggestively towards you.
Jarrod ponders Agrias's profile, wondering if it would make a suitable subject for a portrait.
You say in a soft voice, "Floppy kitty dangly."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Psh, you can't see anything anyways. i'm wearing too much jewllery and fur."
Jarrod says to Agrias in a light, carefree voice, "May I draw you?"
Agrias gives a short gasp of elation to Jarrod.
Agrias lies down.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Carry on!"
Jarrod drops a vibrant azure rose-petal blanket.
You peer about yourself unscrupulously.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Lay on that."
Agrias stands up and stretches his arms out wide.
Agrias lies down.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Oh much better."
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Perfect."
You say in a soft voice, "Needs wolves."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Or a mechanical dragon."
"Ahah!" you exclaim triumphantly.
You remove a small jewelled dragonlet.
Releasing your shoulder, the colourful creature begins whirring softly again.
You carefully turn the crank between a small jewelled dragonlet's wings
and let it go. The glittering creature takes off into the air, colourful wings
whirring.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Oh hey, what'dya know."
Drawing his paintbrush from his pack, Jarrod begins a portrait of Agrias.
Agrias says to Jarrod in a hallowed voice, "Do I have to move the special fur?"
You say in a soft voice, "NO."
Agrias snickers softly to himself.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Which is dyslexic speak for ON."
You say in a soft voice, "I have no threats that will dissuade you."
Agrias says to you in a hallowed voice, "No. No you really don't."
You say in a soft voice, "I usually just threaten to ram something big up someone's ass until it comes out their nose."
Agrias's eyes raise to the heavens as a look of hope flashes across his face.
Agrias thrusts his hand out to you and begs shamelessly.
Agrias thrusts his hand out to you and begs shamelessly.
Agrias thrusts his hand out to you and begs shamelessly.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "DO IT. NOW."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Sorry, lost my composure."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Carry on."
Waiting for this scene to unfold, Jarrod delays painting the rear quarters of Agrias.
Agrias wipes the back of his hand across his forehead in relief.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Good, I shaved my ass last night."
Jarrod says to you in a light, carefree voice, "Proceed."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "And it's all bumpy."
Lupine Lady Mysterion El'Jahiem says, "...it's like a big, metal form of transportation. About to hit another one."
Eyes suddenly shifty, Agrias furtively looks away and examines the floor.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "I'll agree on the big form."
Jarrod blushes at Agrias furiously.
Opening your mouth wide, you gape in wonder at Jarrod.
Agrias flashes the victory sign.
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "Back to the portrait!"
"Ok!" Agrias exclaims.
You say to Agrias in a soft voice, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE THAT FUR."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Did not."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "You said I shouldn't maybe."
Eyes suddenly shifty, Agrias furtively looks away and examines the floor.
You tuck your head against Mysterion's shoulder and cuddle in close.
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Aww."
Completing the portrait, Jarrod places an X-Rating cover over the canvas.
Clearly not for the faint of heart!
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Now hug her."
Agrias says in a hallowed voice, "Yeah, yeah, that's right. Now smell her hair a little."
Jarrod says in a light, carefree voice, "I am so sketching this."
Agrias flashes the victory sign at Jarrod.
You peer at Agrias unscrupulously.
Jarrod says to you in a light, carefree voice, "No no, go back to the innocence, ask her to comfort you."
Seragorn chuckles long and heartily.
pettiness in general, Hashan is the city for you!" You feel your spirit soar to new heights of
manipulation and meanness of spirit as you take your oath to the City of Hashan." (Hashan): Welcome,
Amranu!"
(Project 9): Bluef says, "Certimene winks as he says, "Evil, eh? Just don't complain about the raids.
" Certimene pulls back his robes to reveal a branded escarbuncle as you you take your oath to the
City of Mhaldor." (Mhaldor): Welcome, Amranu! (Mhaldor): Someone says, "Silence, slave!""
(Project 9): Bluef says, "With a groan Certimene mutters, "Another Ashtani..." Certimene changes the
number on his tally board for the A-team to +1 as you take your oath to the Bastion of the North."
(Ashtan): Welcome, Amranu! (Ashtan): Someone says, "Let's raid Mhaldor again!""
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
you of the danger of fires in the forest and asks if you can give him a deal on cheap herbs as you
take your oath to Eleusis. (Eleusis): Welcome, Amranu! (Eleusis): Someone says, "Gaia IS Nature!"
You have been cast out of Eleusis."
(Project 9): Bluef says, "Certimene says, "The Heart of the Vashnars is no place for cookies."
Certimene confiscates all your baked goods as you take your oath to Cyrene. (Cyrene): Welcome,
Amranu! (Cyrene): Someone says, "We did not get your recommendation letters in triplicate." You have
been cast out of Cyrene."
(Project 9): Bluef says, "Certimene says, "Ah, you've been blinded by the Light, revved up like a
deuce bag another runner in the night." Certimene makes sure you quit your family clan and unfriend
everyone before you take your oath to Targossas. (Targossas): Welcome, Amranu! (Targossas): Someone
says, "Come to the room with all the shiny opal stuff in it written in much longer words that
everyone has to look up, please!""
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."