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@Sarapis:
[spoiler]You feel a great weight lift from you as your soul is summoned from your body, to be brought before the hooded and inscrutable form of Sarapis, the Logos, resplendent in His power.
Though you cannot see His face within the shadows of His grey hood, you need not look upon the visage of the Creator to know that the words He speaks require no base, thrumming physical material to create the sounds that form in your head.
"Achaeans. My children. This is the last time I will speak to you."
"The bright sun will dim to cool embers and the stars that wheel in the night sky will disappear before My task will be done."
"When there was no time, no spacial dimensions, nothing but Myself as Ayar, there was the Fire."
"Created as the first and greatest of My works, it was through the Fire that all else was made manifest, from time and matter to Gods and Dragons."
"But by doing so, by giving form to My power such that it be something other than unfocused, raw capability, there was a cost, that I paid willingly - no longer was I all that was, and thus no longer did I have knowledge of all that was and would be."
"I know what it is to experience the limitations of lesser forms. I experienced all that Proteus did, and in the end I absorbed His experiences into Myself."
"Since that time, I have greatly relished watching Creation and all its myriad parts, for a part of Me has been able to appreciate the incredible struggles, the glorious victories, the ignominious defeats, the treacherous betrayals, the great love affairs, the eternal rivalries, and the rest of the ebb and flow of your daily lives."
"And then came this Bal'met, whose existence I did not forsee, and whose threat I did not appreciate until it was nearly too late."
"It is not that I wished harm on the many that perished, Divine and mortal both, in this devastating war to end all wars."
"But ever have I been content to let my Creations play out as they will. If a God dies, it is part of the turbulence of existence. All returns to the Fire from which it was ultimately conceived."
"Destroying Ashaxei set the Fire into a state of less than perfect resonance, but even then, I was content to watch, for this did not yet threaten the foundations of existence."
"By the time Maya and I realized what Bal'met truly planned, and what His aims had been all along, we were nearly too late."
"Through Aeon's sacrifice and the courage of the many mortals and Gods who fought to defeat Bal'met, we have saved all that has been, is, and will ever be."
"But Maya, whose sacrifice you must never forget, for She gave up the Divine to save all, was correct - only I can repair the immense damage that has been done to the Fire."
"All My will must be bent to this task, for already it is only through My exertion of power beyond your ken that the Fire still burns."
"It shall take Me nigh unto a very lonely eternity. I must go beyond Creation to where the Fire itself resides in all of its immense grandeur, and there are none who can join Me."
"It has been an honour surpassing any that I conceived of to have been witness to your stories and to, occasionally, even take a small part in them."
"I shall miss you all more than you know."
"Goodbye."[/spoiler]
Maya:
[spoiler]
A sense of overwhelming loss floods you as Sarapis, the Logos, departs Creation.
Your soul fills your body and once again you find yourself within the corporeal world, the final words of the Logos ringing in your ears, perhaps never to dim.
The warm, clear voice of Maya, the Great Mother, rings out from beyond the Veil, "This triumph is one for the ages, one that will be passed down by learned historians."
The warm, clear voice of Maya, the Great Mother, rings out from beyond the Veil, "But now My power wanes and soon I, too, shall leave you."
The warm, clear voice of Maya, the Great Mother, rings out from beyond the Veil, "The joys of a mortal life have long been beyond My reach, but no more."
The Great Mother draws the Veil of Creation across Her face and vanishes from the firmament.[/spoiler]
@Santar idk man. The 2 minute lag spikes were pretty great
I believe the first part is around the time Ashaxei died:
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says, "As if my soul is even a speck compared to hers."
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "Well."
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "You are the most powerful Dragon in the world."
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says to Draqoom, "But dust dreaming of mountains, I'm afraid."
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "Dust is just a mountain in the making."
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says, "Well, I'd be nowhere without a goal."
Penwize taps his nose knowingly.
Draqoom asks with a heavy Ulangi accent, "See?"
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "So do it for Ashaxei."
Draqoom begins to wield Black Drake in his left hand.
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "Just go ahead and kneel."
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "It'll all be over soon."
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says, "I know where I stand, I have no delusions of that sort. She is a Dragon of strength orders of magnitude greater than my own."
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says grimly, "Or, perhaps was."
Draqoom says with a heavy Ulangi accent, "I dunno."
Draqoom asks with a heavy Ulangi accent, "Was she ever the Champion wielding the Staff of Nicator?"
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says, "She fought along the Aldar against Gods Themselves. I make no such bold claims."
Draqoom asks with a heavy Ulangi accent, "You're afraid then?"
And the second is during that time where everyone (even Cyrene!) raided Mhaldor, and Shaitan and reportedly Apollyon helped its defense.
Marquis Koradhil Ranahiir, Defender of the Arts says, "Three."
Alexius says to Penwize in a light, charming voice, "Good odds, me thinks."
Patriarch Kard Silvertongue, Mace of Justice says, "The Gods are working."
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says, "So the Gods will not aid us then? Delightful."
Patriarch Kard Silvertongue, Mace of Justice says, "Just not in our battle here."
Lothien Lashyr-Windsong says to Penwize, "Do not give up hope."
Patriarch Kard Silvertongue, Mace of Justice says, "Have faith."
Thaumas says in a slightly lisping voice, "Have faith."
You ask Penwize, "Remember what you said about the white dragon fighting the Gods, and you not?"
You say to Penwize, "Now's your chance!"
Champion Penwize Baker, the Relentless says to you, "Touche."
It is completely factual that part of the reason I reached Logosian was just to beat @Nellaundra there. >_>
I miss having a pseudo rival. :c
Worst mentor, ever.
I sure showed you!
One of the oldest I've seen. Rip is probably the oldest that I know of. Then Vexlore is pretty ancient as well.
I've been playing about seven years and I've never known about that.
- 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."