Memorable quotes

Halos

--- Rally point ---------------- 26:-12:0 ---

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A large wooden board displays the various bounties the city has placed. Small gouts of fire blossom from the nostrils of this small humgii, as he snorts in abject disgruntlement. An ornate scroll with silvern corners lies neatly furled. Brushing imaginary specks off his pristine uniform, Dawlish struts proudly about. There are 4 crystalline golems here. 

Tysori gives a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing to Shunsui.

Tysori gives a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing to Kuy.

Shunsui frowns at a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing.

Twitchy-ear Jester Tysori Hayabusa says to Shunsui in a deep, rhythmic voice, "It's a tasty cupcake!"

Tysori romps playfully in circles around Silvarien.

Shunsui throws a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing on the ground and stomps on it, before kicking the remains over to Calcine, humgii of Fire. Calcine, humgii of Fire latches onto a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing with his teeth, nearly taking Shunsui's hand off in his eagerness for food.

Twitchy-ear Jester Tysori Hayabusa frowns and says to Shunsui in a deep, rhythmic voice, "That wasn't very nice."

welcome to targossas, where pastries (and minipets) come to die

Lauria

looks like nothing's changed at all in Targossas. @Shunsui is still destroying pastries and trying to eat pets O_O

Exelethril

Katzchen said:

The weird part is they even say that to women. Look I may be your captain guys, but I'm still female. Is it really THAT horrifying a thought?

Mutiny  

Kasya

You pet a dappled Dardanic filly ingratiatingly.

A dappled Dardanic filly nuzzles your hand.

You pet a Baarian tiger ingratiatingly.

You peer at a Baarian tiger unscrupulously.

A Baarian tiger looks up curiously.

You say to a Baarian tiger in a quiet voice, "Be friendly!"

You pet a Baarian tiger ingratiatingly.

A Baarian tiger dances delightfully.

You look up into the air for divine inspiration.

Ada giggles happily.

Tibitha

Halos said:

--- Rally point ---------------- 26:-12:0 ---

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A large wooden board displays the various bounties the city has placed. Small gouts of fire blossom from the nostrils of this small humgii, as he snorts in abject disgruntlement. An ornate scroll with silvern corners lies neatly furled. Brushing imaginary specks off his pristine uniform, Dawlish struts proudly about. There are 4 crystalline golems here. 

Tysori gives a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing to Shunsui.

Tysori gives a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing to Kuy.

Shunsui frowns at a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing.

Twitchy-ear Jester Tysori Hayabusa says to Shunsui in a deep, rhythmic voice, "It's a tasty cupcake!"

Tysori romps playfully in circles around Silvarien.

Shunsui throws a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing on the ground and stomps on it, before kicking the remains over to Calcine, humgii of Fire. Calcine, humgii of Fire latches onto a strawberry cupcake with blue cotton candy icing with his teeth, nearly taking Shunsui's hand off in his eagerness for food.

Twitchy-ear Jester Tysori Hayabusa frowns and says to Shunsui in a deep, rhythmic voice, "That wasn't very nice."

welcome to targossas, where pastries (and minipets) come to die

 

Sarathai

The body of Forestwalker Seftin Azon appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

A shimmering curseward appears around Seftin.

Seftin touches a mindseye tattoo.

You say, "...Seftin?"

Seftin shakes his head.

You say to Seftin, "You're back!"

Seftin shakes his head.

Seftin grows still and his lips begin to move silently.

A dusky grey Dardanic mare falls from Seftin's person.
A dappled Dardanic filly falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A sooty Dardanic colt falls from Seftin's person.
A black squirrel falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A miniature snowy owl falls from Seftin's person.
A stone gargoyle falls from Seftin's person.

Seftin is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to Achaea.

Aereidhna

But what in the world does he do with 11 owls?!!

Edited: make that 12 owls, if I'm reading right. Secret owl army? My mind is blown right now.

Mishgul

you know why they come for you

Halos

You nod gravely at your guardian angel, whose wings flare suddenly as an alien and frightening look of power sweeps across her face. With one hand, she reaches forward, and as her hand touches Medi's chest, it flares an impossibly bright white and enters his breast. The angel's eyes roll back in her head in ecstasy as she rips the soul from Medi's body. Medi collapses without a sound, his body now nothing more than a useless husk.
You have slain Medi.
As Medi 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 calcite mote falls from Medi's corpse.
A pinch of ground malachite falls from Medi's corpse.
A stannum flake falls from Medi's corpse.(ash)

Crixos takes a drink from an oaken vial.

Crixos slashes into Vicious with a Scimitar of Hawks.
Horror overcomes Vicious's face as his body stiffens into paralysis.
Crixos swings a Scimitar of Hawks at Vicious with all his might.

Your angel informs you that it has struck down Crixos with stupidity.

Your guardian angel casts a piercing glance at Crixos.
(Party): You say, "Crixos mana 4779/5324."

Crixos leaves to the down.
Angel trace: Crixos moved to Before two towering mountains in Mhaldor Isle.
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Crixos is close by.
(Party): You say, "Crixos moved one room to Before two towering mountains in Mhaldor Isle."

Vicious takes a drink from an oaken vial.
Vicious picks up the corpse of Medi.

Angel trace: Crixos moved to The gates of Mhaldor in Mhaldor. 
(Party): You say, "Crixos moved north to The gates of Mhaldor in Mhaldor."

You yell, "Come back here!"

Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Hasar is close by.
A boomerang of returning flies into the room and with a force that knocks the wind out of you, slams into you and carries you off to Hasar.

Before two towering mountains (road).
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Crixos is close by.
Your guardian angel informs you that she senses Hasar is in this room.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
Your insomnia has cleared up.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
You feel incredibly tired, and fall asleep immediately.
You begin your struggle to escape from the dreamworld.

You are asleep and can do nothing. WAKE will attempt to wake you.
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Hasar is close by.

A boomerang of returning flies into the room and with a force that knocks the wind out of you, slams into you and carries you off to Hasar.

The gates of Mhaldor.
Sarik Xanatov, Pure Disciple is here, sleeping soundly. Lord Marshal Hasar Lichlord is here. He wields a deep red boomerang in his left hand and a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in his right.
You see exits leading east, south, west, and up.
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Aetous is close by.
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Kisharo is close by.
Your guardian angel silently informs you that she senses Crixos is close by.
Your guardian angel informs you that she senses Hasar is in this room.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.

You open your eyes and yawn mightily.
You clench your fists, grit your teeth, and banish all possibility of sleep.

You begin trying to wrest your mind free of that which has transfixed it.

Crixos arrives from the south.
Angel trace: Crixos moved to The gates of Mhaldor in Mhaldor.  (11400)
Your guardian angel informs you that she senses Crixos is in this room.

A knight of the Maldaathi lets out a sharp whistle while pointing straight at you. A moment later,
the feeling of a sharp razor slices across your face as a heavy weight pummels your temple.

Crixos's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
Crixos takes a long drag off his pipe.
Crixos moves in to engage you.

A knight of the Maldaathi lets out a sharp whistle while pointing straight at you. A moment later,
the feeling of a sharp razor slices across your face as a heavy weight pummels your temple.
Calling upon the Lord of Evil as he raises a gauntleted fist into the air, a knight of the Maldaathi
unleashes a wave of necromatic energy that courses through the surroundings. Your skin tightens and splits painfully across your body as the corrupting death magic drains your life essence away.
With lightning speed, a knight of the Maldaathi skewers you twice with his blades.
You have been slain by a knight of the Maldaathi.

thats not what I meant

Taraus

Testing a theory:

Jarrod lifts a shield of arcing lightning and smashes it against the wall, looking up expectantly.
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:37:48.390 (0) ( )
The ocean starts to flood the tunnel, icy water rushing in at an alarming rate marking an unusually high tide.
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:13.015 (0) ( )pt UH OH
(Party): You say, "UH OH."
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:17.312 (0) ( )eye jarrod
You give Jarrod the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:21.953 (0) ( )
Jarrod says in a smooth, low voice, "I..."
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:25.218 (0) ( )'WHAT DID YOU DO
You say with a throaty, lyrical accent, "WHAT DID YOU DO."
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:28.562 (0) ( )
Jarrod says in a smooth, low voice, "Whoops?"
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:28.812 (0) ( )
Sybilla has left the group.
A crimson paradise bird falls from Sybilla's corpse.
A copper crested pheasant falls from Sybilla's corpse.
A vibrant xaohlatl falls from Sybilla's corpse.
Golden sovereigns spill onto the ground from Sybilla's corpse.
4536h (100%), 5339m (100%), 100%E, 100%W -excdbk- 19.6  18:38:29.156 (0) ( )

You have been slain by a small ball of energy.
Jarrod has left the group.

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- 2015/06/03 01:38:43 - Sybilla drowns in the cold embrace of the incoming tide.
- 2015/06/03 01:38:43 - Taraus drowns in the cold embrace of the incoming tide.
- 2015/06/03 01:38:43 - Jarrod drowns in the cold embrace of the incoming tide.

also, she has her mother's sense of direction

44) You told Sybilla: And that's how its done.
45) Sybilla told You: Why am I here and you're not.
46) You told Sybilla: Where is here.
47) Sybilla told You: Also where is here.

Sarathai

If you have to lose, though, it's totally worth it as a way to go.

Didn't Matsuhama (or Aegis, perhaps, I forget) challenge all of Ashtan to a duel in the arena once, way back in the day?

Mishgul

of course. And then proceeded to hangedman/rub 7 death tarot/fling death upon all of us, with the death going through after 4 seconds instead of 8. aaaa. I still have a log somewhere in my e-mail.

Tibitha

[After a novice induction, someone shouted FREE FOR ALL! and everyone just kind of started attacking each other.]

[Lots of combat spam.]

You swing your weapon in a wide arc to hit everyone within your reach.
Your blade clips Zyryn who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Vicious who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Kuy who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Halos who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Manerro who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Lace who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Khalaz who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Iskla who cries out in pain.
Your blade clips Micaelis who cries out in pain.

Khalaz Lichlord says, "Ow."

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says, "Everyone is still alive. We have failed."

You say, "I personally blame Micaelis."

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

Kuy claps his hands together merrily.

Khalaz pumps his fists in the air to rally the troops.

You stare implacably at Kuy.

Drual attempts to stifle her amusement but cannot help laughing aloud.

You stare meaningfully at Kuy and furtively make a small gesture in front of your neck.

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

Kuy claps his hands together merrily.

(OOC): Halos says, "We are all going to die."

Kuy chitters at you, rapidly vibrating the bristles of his segmented legs across his thorax.

(OOC): Iskla says, "Nah illusioned."

You say to Kuy, "Ixnay on the olohay."

(OOC): Micaelis says, "Illusions scrub."

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

Kuy snickers softly to himself.

(OOC): Khalaz says, "I wont die."

(OOC): Khalaz says, "You unartied basic bitches might."

(OOC): Micaelis says, "You'd fucking die from four holos lol."

Kuy congratulates Halos with some wild clapping.

You scurry to hide behind Khalaz.

(OOC): Khalaz says, "No, I wouldnt."

Halos thanks Kuy profusely.

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says to Kuy, "Make four real holos."

(OOC): Khalaz says, "Not with 5500 mana to transmute."

"Okay!" Kuy exclaims.

(OOC): Iskla says, "Noob."

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

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says, "This is like shooting an arrow up into the sky. Last one here wins."

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

Khalaz pumps his fists in the air to rally the troops.

Khalaz Lichlord says, "That's three."

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

Kuy waves goodbye.

Khalaz Lichlord says, "Here we go."

Centre of Silverbright Square.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. There are 2 Riverwall bow-maidens here. Graceful arcs of water stream from an immense fountain, in the centre of which is poised an alabaster angel. Imaan, Priestess of Targossas pauses in silent prayer. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a Naxian mistweaver. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Billowing motes of gold and ivory flare about the form of Lumine, humgii of Light. An attentive Duskmere brawler stands ready with his halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. Gripping a broadsword, a Shornwall defender crouches slightly in anticipation. An iron-tipped whip has been carelessly tossed away here. A simple rustic buckler has been abandoned here. A gleaming lightbow slowly gathers dust. Rich flecks of gold shimmer dramatically across the surface of an elegant leather quiver. A ceremonial, Cyrenian dagger lies here, abandoned. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the air here. Resplendent in Targossian livery, an herald stands ready to share the news. A crystalline golem stands here. A nebulous water weird is here.
There are 4 holocaust globes here.
Vicious Lichlord is here. His face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. He wields a razor-sharp, hooked scimitar in his left hand and a lightweight, steel scimitar in his right.
Eminence Halos Vorondil is riding on a giant tortoise. He wields a Deucalic mace in his left hand.
Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince is here. His features are obscured by a mask. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand and Thoth's fang in his right.
Activist Kuy lies here upon his back, large limbs jostled upon the ground. He wields a gruesome dismembered baalzadeen shield in his left hand and an elemental staff in his right.
Khalaz Lichlord is here. His features are obscured by a mask. He wields a Shield of Absorption bearing the arms of Khalaz in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.

Kuy has left the group.
Kuy leaves to the west.
A crystalline golem leaves to the west.
A water weird glides out to the west.

Khalaz grits his teeth as a blank expression washes over his face.

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says to Khalaz, "LET'S DO THIS."

[FLEEEEEE!]

Before the temple to Deucalion.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 2 Brighthold watchmen here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.

You feel a gentle tug on your being, resisted by a monolithic force nearby: someone has failed to summon you. [NO YOU DON'T]

Narrowing your eyes, you squint off toward the north.
Centre of Silverbright Square.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. There are 2 Riverwall bow-maidens here. Graceful arcs of water stream from an immense fountain, in the centre of which is poised an alabaster angel. Imaan, Priestess of Targossas pauses in silent prayer. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a Naxian mistweaver. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Billowing motes of gold and ivory flare about the form of Lumine, humgii of Light. An attentive Duskmere brawler stands ready with his halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. Gripping a broadsword, a Shornwall defender crouches slightly in anticipation. An iron-tipped whip has been carelessly tossed away here. A simple rustic buckler has been abandoned here. A gleaming lightbow slowly gathers dust. Rich flecks of gold shimmer dramatically across the surface of an elegant leather quiver. A ceremonial, Cyrenian dagger lies here, abandoned. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the air here. Resplendent in Targossian livery, an herald stands ready to share the news.
There are 4 holocaust globes here.
Vicious Lichlord is here. His face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. He wields a razor-sharp, hooked scimitar in his left hand and a lightweight, steel scimitar in his right.
Khalaz Lichlord is here. His features are obscured by a mask. He wields a Shield of Absorption bearing the arms of Khalaz in his left hand.
Eminence Halos Vorondil is riding on a giant tortoise. He wields a Deucalic mace in his left hand.
Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince is here. His features are obscured by a mask. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand and Thoth's fang in his right.

Kuy tells you, "THOSE ARE REAL RUN!"

You tell Kuy, "I'm not there!"

Before the temple to Deucalion.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 2 Brighthold watchmen here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.

(OOC): Iskla says, "I left."

(Targossas): Kuy says, "Tick tick."

(OOC): Iskla says, "Not willing to test."

(Targossas): You say, "Oh gods."

(Targossas): Kuy says, "Stay away from the Centre of Silverbright!"

Vicious dies screaming under the assault of Activist Kuy's fire and flame.
Micaelis dies screaming under the assault of Activist Kuy's fire and flame.
Alaskar dies screaming under the assault of Activist Kuy's fire and flame.
Khalaz dies screaming under the assault of Activist Kuy's fire and flame.

(Targossas): Micaelis says, "This was a terrible idea."

(Targossas): Kuy says, "Who won?"

(Targossas): You laughingly say, "Except for Kuy."

Centre of Silverbright Square.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. There are 2 Riverwall bow-maidens here. Graceful arcs of water stream from an immense fountain, in the centre of which is poised an alabaster angel. Imaan, Priestess of Targossas pauses in silent prayer. Lambent energy pulses around the skeletal frame of a Naxian mistweaver. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Billowing motes of gold and ivory flare about the form of Lumine, humgii of Light. An attentive Duskmere brawler stands ready with his halberd, his keen eyes missing nothing. Gripping a broadsword, a Shornwall defender crouches slightly in anticipation. An iron-tipped whip has been carelessly tossed away here. A simple rustic buckler has been abandoned here. A gleaming lightbow slowly gathers dust. Rich flecks of gold shimmer dramatically across the surface of an elegant leather quiver. A ceremonial, Cyrenian dagger lies here, abandoned. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the air here. Resplendent in Targossian livery, an herald stands ready to share the news. Wings wrapped about herself, a ghost bat hangs from a nearby perch. A jet-black falcon glides just above, looking for prey. A winged beast lurks in the shadows, its crimson eyes glowing brightly. Looking ready for anything, a hulking war elephant stands here. A small grey-brown rattlesnake is coiled here, rattling menacingly. A small pinch of realgar crystals rests upon the ground. A smudge of brick-red cinnabar dusts the ground here. A light smudge of green indicates a pinch of malachite dusts the ground here. There are 2 magnesium chips in 2 groups here. There are 2 aurum flakes in 2 groups here. Nestled into the ground is a small chunk of potash crystal. A frisky goat kid bounds about. A regal valley iguana regards the surroundings with bright amber eyes. A miniature snowy owl perches here, watching her surroundings with great interest. A tiny, red-handed tamarin sits warily, her eyes wide. A palm-sized coral-back tarantula crouches here. Like a furry silver rock, a short-tailed chinchilla huddles here. Puffing out his chest in an attempt to look tough, a young black boar eyes passers-by suspiciously. A plump white duck waddles around. A white coyote pup plays restlessly with his shadow. Wings flaring, a pegasus tosses his regal head impatiently.
The soul of Vicious roams the land, bodiless.
Eminence Halos Vorondil is riding on a giant tortoise. He wields a Deucalic mace in his left hand.
Khalaz Lichlord is here. His features are obscured by a mask. He wields a Shield of Absorption bearing the arms of Khalaz in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says, "I told you!"

Kuy arrives from the west.
A crystalline golem enters from the west.
A water weird glides in from the west.

(OOC): Halos says, "I lived."

Khalaz Lichlord says, "I'm alive."

Kuy says in an a rugged, baritone voice, "I smell charring!"

(OOC): Iskla says, "I did to."

(OOC): Halos says, "Ty hands."

You say, "I smell a barbeque."

(OOC): Iskla says, "Holo[evade."

Alaskar arrives from the west.

Alaskar raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Zyryn tells you, "How much is the keepup on sword and shield?"

You say to Alaskar, "Don't ask."

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says, "Seems Halos is the champion."

Micaelis Bayt al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince says, "Somehow."

Halos peers about himself unscrupulously.

You say, "Male bravado."

You roll your eyes.

Micaelis gives Halos the once over.

Alaskar shakes his head.

Vicious is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to Achaea. [Whoops...]

Iekika

A combination of illusions done by Akamai and I to confuse Raem  

Akamai pees himself.

Raem says in a lazy voice, "Ew."

Raem runs violently in circles before tripping and falling on his face.

Raem attempts to stifle his amusement but cannot help laughing aloud.

Proficy walks in from the west.

Raem greets Proficy with a sincere smile.

Proficy has been slain by the might of a serpent illusion.   

The soul of Proficy sighs.

The soul of Proficy says, "GOD DAMNIT NOT AGAIN!"

Raem says in a lazy voice, "Checkmate."

The soul of Proficy says, "Lol." 

The soul of Proficy says, "I WILL KILL YOU ALL."

Akamai looks surprised and says in a high, singsong voice, "That rhymes."

Raem

Iekika said:

A combination of illusions done by Akamai and I to confuse Raem  

Akamai pees himself.

Raem says in a lazy voice, "Ew."

Raem runs violently in circles before tripping and falling on his face.

Raem attempts to stifle his amusement but cannot help laughing aloud.

Proficy walks in from the west.

Raem greets Proficy with a sincere smile.

Proficy has been slain by the might of a serpent illusion.   

The soul of Proficy sighs.

The soul of Proficy says, "GOD DAMNIT NOT AGAIN!"

Raem says in a lazy voice, "Checkmate."

The soul of Proficy says, "Lol." 

The soul of Proficy says, "I WILL KILL YOU ALL."

Akamai looks surprised and says in a high, singsong voice, "That rhymes."

Hmm you left out all the good parts of that interaction.

Sybilla

Early morning RPWHO moments with @Mishgul :

 Carmain told You: Wow. This tart is tasty. You have exceeded my expectation by at least 1.

 You told Carmain: Thank you, good sir.

 Carmain told You: You are most deserving. Your tarts are of excellent quality.

 You told Carmain: I am told they bring all the gentlemen to the atrium.

 

 Carmain told You: They must be better than mine.

 

 You told Carmain: I could instruct you, but I fear it may incur a fee.

Vicious

A War Witch has made mincemeat out of Catfuzz.

Kandra

I got curious. Really no idea where else to stick this, but incase anyone else gets curious...

You lay the head of a clay figurine in a crucible and heat it to very high temperatures before drizzling a stream of acid on top. Hissing and spitting, the piece is slowly worn down by the heat and acid into a brown, viscous substance. A quick bath in highly oxidized water bleeds the impurities out, leaving you with 550 gold, which you retrieve as it cools.

Tharvis

@Kandra you could've just asked me You get roughly the same gold for any and all talisman pieces you put in that ability

Kandra

Nah @Tharvis, I got way less for azatlan pieces.

Tharvis

Kandra said:

Nah @Tharvis, I got way less for azatlan pieces.

(still not an ability worth using)

Austere

Tharvis said:

@Kandra you could've just asked me You get roughly the same gold for any and all talisman pieces you put in that ability

I want to say that when I tested it, higher level talisman pieces scaled a little bit better,  but don't quote me on that.  I was too poor for a lot of testing.  

Saibel

Newbie! @Xer

You feel a tug at your earring as its mate is summoned.

Xer appears, a look of love in his eyes.

Xer's attack rebounds off your magical shield.

Xer slowly raises his hands towards the heavens, fists balled. An expression of rapture crosses his face and a fearsome aura of power suddenly surrounds him. With a single command, 'Burn!", he expels the power into the shrine.

Xer peers about himself unscrupulously.

Xer peers about himself unscrupulously.

Xer says in Mhaldorian in a silvery voice, "Um.. I meant to say wow..."

Xer departs to the north, the air vibrating wildly around him.

Golden scales shimmer around Xer as he enters from the north.

"Wow!" Xer exclaims.

Cynlael

The call of a warhorn sounds out as Santar issues a challenge to Juliet.
3380h, 5242m, 0R (exdbE) [[nothing]|] (05:56:35.49)-

That's... Not what you're meant to do, Santar.

Kasya

Cynlael said:

The call of a warhorn sounds out as Santar issues a challenge to Juliet.
3380h, 5242m, 0R (exdbE) [[nothing]|] (05:56:35.49)-

That's... Not what you're meant to do, Santar.

Juliet has cowardly declined the challenge of Santar to engage in mortal combat.

Personally that was my favourite use of that warhorn yet!

Kayeil

Kasya said:

Cynlael said:

The call of a warhorn sounds out as Santar issues a challenge to Juliet.
3380h, 5242m, 0R (exdbE) [[nothing]|] (05:56:35.49)-

That's... Not what you're meant to do, Santar.

Juliet has cowardly declined the challenge of Santar to engage in mortal combat.

Personally that was my favourite use of that warhorn yet!

I cracked up. Makes me wonder if a Divine can be challenged... Should be tested on Tecton.

Sarathai

Can Romeo and Juliet even be hurt or attacked? I seem to remember both of them having divine fire way back in the day, and they're listed as Immortals on Honours. What skills do they have?

Jukilian

They can drop the divine fire defense I think. And they probably have every skill.

Klendathu

Tharvis said:

Kandra said:

Nah @Tharvis, I got way less for azatlan pieces.

(still not an ability worth using)

(I wish bards or dragons had some kind of ability like this, would rather have 100 gold per piece than a billion useless dragon talisman / azatlan sacrificial dagger pieces)

Trey

Klendathu said:

Tharvis said:

Kandra said:

Nah @Tharvis, I got way less for azatlan pieces.

(still not an ability worth using)

(I wish bards or dragons had some kind of ability like this, would rather have 100 gold per piece than a billion useless dragon talisman / azatlan sacrificial dagger pieces)

I will give you 100 gold per piece for azatlan sacrificial dagger pieces.