A man-eating shark stands up straight, having overcome the weakness that afflicted him.
Only in Achaea... I hope.
On the bright side, they haven't evolved thumbs yet.
- (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."
pillar34812 a pillar of living fire Number of objects: 1
A raging torrent of flames swirl upward, forming a column of heat and destruction that scorches everything in its path. Glimpsed through breaks in the inferno and shimmering heat-haze, the surface of the elemental's humanoid body glows the cherry red of a smelter's furnace, while incandescent white light bursts from a myriad of cracks spread across its unnatural skin. In its left hand, the elemental wields a burning whip slithering through the air like a serpent, and in its right hand, deep blue flames and a distorting haze outline long, slender spear. A pillar of living fire appears to be extraordinarily strong. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 93 pounds. You see nothing in it.
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
The remnant lines on either side of the field are few in number and tire of this fight. One last trick remains and at a call from the Triumvir lines a hellish portal opens in the sky, sulphurous flames roiling about its edges.
From within, heralded by billowing cumulus of smoke and screams, pour the horrific legions of the Inferno, led by Pazuzu himself. Some borne upon wings, others are dropped to lurch across the ground, their numbers are uncountable, their visages will haunt nightmares.
The table top beneath the daemons chars and starts to bubble as they muster, a cacophony of incongruence, spite, and wicked malevolence. A shrill scream goes up, and the horde charges towards the lines of the Gods, scorching the earth in their wake as they bring what must be a sure end to the war.
Impassivity turning to worry, the faces of the Gods materialise, a haze in the air above Their remaining force. The visages of the Triumvirate appear behind the infernal force to watch with interest.
A fearsome screech and a shout rend the air, shattering the tension, as giant shadows wheel overhead, the dragons arrive with dramatically perfect timing. Filling the skies above the table with shimmering colours and blazing streams of fire, lightning, ice, and worse, the soar, each directed by an Aldar dragonrider.
The legion's progress grinds to a halt as they pause to stare at the spectacle overhead.
A cohort of damned swirls upwards, smaller and defter they wheel about the dragons, avoiding fire and lashing tail to mount behind and toss aside the riders. Confusion reigns overhead as the dragons find themselves frustrating turned upon one another, stray blasts of dragonfire tearing into one another, rending fragile wings. The massive beasts, the saviours of the Gods rain down, screaming to be torn asunder by the hell waiting below.
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
You submit your design for review by the craft guild. You will be notified by mail when your design is approved. 16:05:40.848
Descending in a graceful arc, a woodland kestrel pecks at its binding and drops a letter into your hands before winging away in a flurry of dun-hued colour. 16:08:44.550
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On Facebook messenger:
Dad: "I think there was a fraudulent charge on your debit card. $118 to someone called Iron realms. Should I call the credit union, or will you?"
Me: "....why were you looking through my bank history?"
Dad: "To make sure you are paying off your loans!"
Me: "Well it's not a fraud, I was buying some stuff for myself."
Dad: "No handcuffs or ancient torture devices I hope."
Lewhut.
Based on your patriarch's commentary, it appears that you have set a precedent in the past.
How suspicious.
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Only in Achaea... I hope.
- 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."
Trying to juggle a living creature? You're one sick individual.
Oh so I already trained them to blow themselves to pieces, but it's not okay to juggle them? WELL THEN I SEE HOW YOUR ETHICS WORK.
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You wrap a Yriluawen girl in a tight headlock and repeatedly rub your knuckles painfully across her scalp.
You have slain a Yriluawen girl, retrieving the corpse.
JESTERS-KILLING KIDS THE /REALLY/ EVIL WAY.
Death noogies! Death noogies!
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So uh, @Verrucht . About that lemonade...
(I know I'm probably the last person to see this part of it, shush.)
He also spit it at me and dumped it on me while I was conducting an aspirant exam.
did @Deucalion claim Minos or something?
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
(Targossas): Halos says, "Tell her to stick it in and gargle though."
lol, with @Aodfionn and @Halos it's like we have a spare.
Aodfionn meet Aodfionn Jr, Halos meet Halos Jr.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."