(Clan): You say, "It's really annoying taking the time to kill denizens I can turn in for 7-8k only to have someone swoop in at the last second to kill the denizen that takes the corpses."
Drual and Tristyn arrives, following Aodfionn, riding a giant eagle, from the west. An armoured ebon-scaled wyvern regards Aodfionn with a casual glance, before turning her attention elsewhere.
Deacon Aodfionn Wintermourne, Sentinel of the Ivory Dawn says in Targossian, "Here is the Altar of Mercy. To your right, you can see the Herald, terrifying a housemate."
That said, I haven't heard a "silence, slave" in weeks, despite several speaking out of turn on CT.
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
ANNOUNCE NEWS #4307 (04/02/2015 at 22:01) From : The Artisanal and Bardic Fellowship of Scarlatti To : Everyone Subject: Artisanal and Bardic Competition--Cycle 1 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The previous quarter of Artisanal and Bardic submissions has ended, and the judging and analysis is complete! There was no theme for the first quarter of 2015.
==( Artisanal and Bardic Winner )== Taraus (B)
==( Artisanal and Bardic Runners-up )== Madelyne (B), Eugenia (B), and Mazel (B)
==( Artisanal and Bardic Merit )== Ellodin (B), Milenka (A), Marisella (B), Shirszae (B), and Nizana (B)
Penned by My hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 680 AF.
The striped form of a mime wanders along the streets of Delos, moving normally for the moment. Suddenly, something lashes out and drags the mime into an alley and out of sight. A brief time passes before someone else walks out of the alley, carrying a bloodied, frayed striped shirt in their hands.
The sounds of imminent conflict waft in from the Eastern Road, where two shapes can be seen moving rapidly toward the coast. With barely a second to lose, the person in front runs up a gangplank and orders it pulled up, then begins performing various vulgar taunts at the chaser.
- (Eleusis): Ellodin says, "The Fissure of Echoes is Sarathai's happy place." - 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."
So was escorting a non-citizen into Mhaldor for a bite to eat and discussing various bits...
Isarian Scribe Kelia Crescent says, "Do you mind if I get some fresh fruit?"
You say curiously with a flowing, cultured accent, "Feel free."
You read what is written on an elegant menu:
Baelgrim Bistro
Gour shank stew, 500gs
High Seas basket, 450gs
Pillaged Forest Salad, 350gs
Apricot turnover, 255gs
Fruit plate, 225gs
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Kill and Cook special offerings are as follows:
Bear surprise, 400gs
Mussel surprise, 355gs
Baby seal surprise, 325gs
(Have your fresh corpse ready!)
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* Additional 200gs price for Heathens!
Isarian Scribe Kelia Crescent says, "This is not something I have felt in nearly a hundred years..."
Kelia gets some gold sovereigns from a wyrmskin pack.
Kelia gives some gold sovereigns to Dialdre, a highbrow waiter.
Dialdre, a highbrow waiter says, "Why do we even serve heathens? Fine. I'll get your fruit."
Dialdre grunts at Kelia and turns on his heels, heading for the kitchens.
Dialdre ambles slowly back to the table and drops a rotting banana before Kelia.
Dialdre, a highbrow waiter says, "There. Eat it."
You blink.
You say amusedly with a flowing, cultured accent, "Goodness."
Kelia blinks.
Isarian Scribe Kelia Crescent says, "Well..."
(Awkward pause of uncertainty, then)
Kelia adventurously rips open a rotten banana, spilling black fluid all over her hand. Giving up, she licks the thick remains and immediately spits it out with disgust.
You have emoted: Melodie tries to cover her laughter with her hand, but fails miserably as she snickers.
Isarian Scribe Kelia Crescent says, "Well...maybe I shouldn't order..."
I could not stop laughing for a good bit there. You're a genius, @Jurixe.
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
While I had been pestering admin for a restaurant in Mhaldor for a long time, I had nothing to do with the actual design/implementation process (beyond some room descriptions) and so can't take credit for that. That was entirely the work of the Celani/admin/@Sartan/whoever did it, so thank them instead! I've never seen that though and that is hilarious - love the Mhaldorian flavour.
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Dialdre ambles slowly back to the table and drops a rotting banana before Kelia.
Kelia adventurously rips open a rotten banana, spilling black fluid all over her hand. Giving up, she licks the thick remains and immediately spits it out with disgust.
I am now in firm belief of bananas being evil, I assure you.
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
@Aerek, it moves from time to time, and occasionally there's a toe, or something in it, but as long as you chew your food well it isn't a problem... The blood pudding is pretty good too!
@Taraza I second this idea! I am so willing to see this happen that I would even have @MultonEAT all the food that @Jarrod is brought if he doesn't want to!
I'm really tempted to grab @Jarrod and give him gold and have him order every item from the menu just to see what happens.
Later on towards the end of the conversation, we were talking about Suffering. I then made her order one of everything on the menu and eat it in front of me, asked how she felt, then took her to the Gates and told her to have a pleasant day. The other food choices were pretty good, too!
She even told me she won't throw my lessons up. What a trooper.
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
So this thing has been around for 100+ years, but I only recently learned what it's supposed to do:
a black glass vial
Cylindrical and ample, this artfully fashioned receptacle is a work of sable glass, the vitreous translucence of the dark material permitting the merest glimpse of its contents. Every dimension precise, and every detail perfect, the vial's aesthetic qualities are beyond reproach. Encircling its walls within an embossed border, a scene is captured in relief. Looming over the round horizon of a partially depicted world, the Terraformer plunges His hands through earth and sea alike, reshaping the terrestrial realm. It weighs 4 ounce(s). Water sloshes about in it.
You take a long draught of water, hoping to quench your thirst. The surface of the vial subtly shifts in your hand.
Cylindrical and ample, this artfully fashioned receptacle is a work of sable glass, the vitreous translucence of the dark material permitting the merest glimpse of its contents. Every dimension precise, and every detail perfect, the vial's aesthetic qualities are beyond reproach. Encircling its walls within an embossed border, a scene is captured in relief. Clad in a suit of black armour, the iniquitous Lord @Sartan holds a mighty sword aloft. Etched lines depict a rocky cave swimming with curls of crimson glass behind the God of Evil, and a prominent stalagmite towers at its centre. It weighs 4 ounce(s).
You take a long draught of water, hoping to quench your thirst. The surface of the vial subtly shifts in your hand.
Cylindrical and ample, this artfully fashioned receptacle is a work of sable glass, the vitreous translucence of the dark material permitting the merest glimpse of its contents. Every dimension precise, and every detail perfect, the vial's aesthetic qualities are beyond reproach. Encircling its walls within an embossed border, a scene is captured in relief. Angular lines form a protuberant forest of great crystals behind @Lorielan, the Enlightened, Her sculpted gaze cool and impassive. It weighs 4 ounce(s).
(Newbie): Muze says, "But couldn't a corpse be a blunt weapon?"
(Newbie): Romeo says, "Look, kid, if you're going to start flailing grandma I'm not going to stop you, but I'm almost certain that a well crafted shiv will serve you better."
Comments
(Clan): You say, "It's really annoying taking the time to kill denizens I can turn in for 7-8k only to have someone swoop in at the last second to kill the denizen that takes the corpses."
(Clan): @Hhaos says, "Kill them."
(Clan): Hhaos says, "And their family."
(Clan): Hhaos says, "The only people worse are the people that hang around the gateway to Minia."
Did lol most heartily.
Very funny. I was almost crapping myself.
(Newbie): Romeo says, "Meanwhile, you could ask your fellow citymates for their input. Talk to them using CT <your message>."
(Newbie): Aerosi says, "Dude, I'm in Mhaldor. I don't think that would be wise."
5 mins later
(Newbie): Aerosi says, "Fuck you, Romeo."
That said, I haven't heard a "silence, slave" in weeks, despite several speaking out of turn on CT.
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
Congratulations!
You see Villanelle Kelvin Traseran, Minstrel Of The Waves yell, "NEVER!!!"
You yell, "I'm not wearing any pants..."
I hadn't seen this one before either:
- 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."
(Awkward pause of uncertainty, then)
I could not stop laughing for a good bit there. You're a genius, @Jurixe.
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
Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2
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Best badjoke ever
I KNEW IT BANANAS ARE EVIL.
@Aodfionn @Daeir @Melodie
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
This sounds like a terrible idea!
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
She even told me she won't throw my lessons up. What a trooper.
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 say with a strong, Hashani accent, "Duanatharan."
You say with a strong, Hashani accent, "FLY DAMMIT."
@Ayleth attempts to stifle her amusement but cannot help laughing aloud.Ayleth puts on a pair of eagle's wings.
Hhaos flaps his arms like wings.
(Newbie): Romeo says, "Look, kid, if you're going to start flailing grandma I'm not going to stop you, but I'm almost certain that a well crafted shiv will serve you better."
edit: darn line breaks
Probably the first and last IC dinky barrel reference in years.