Memorable quotes

Aodfionn

(The Unburnt): Carmell says, "I'm level 15 in flame staring."

Carmell

Aodfionn said:

(The Unburnt): Carmell says, "I'm level 15 in flame staring."

@Aodfionn I hate you.

Synest

@Krypton Killjoy isn't a bad TV show.

Krypton

A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby.

This regal tiger sports a coat of thick, fluffy orange and white fur striped
with black. Exceptionally large, he is well-muscled yet moves with the grace and
elegance of a much smaller creature. He does not seem threatened by strangers,
remaining fearless and proud, and his golden eyes are focused and alert. Upon
his back is a saddle of brightly decorated leather, the straps wrapping around
his belly and chest to hold it securely in place. A matching harness encircles
his muzzle and ears, and a set of long reins enables his rider to direct him
back and forth. He is called 'Thatiger.'
A Baarian tiger appears to be extraordinarily strong.
He has 100% health remaining.
He weighs about 1875 pounds.
A collar of Lupus encircles his neck.
He is mountable as a legendary steed.
He is loyal to Thalion.
You see nothing in it.

Austere

At work, so I can't copy paste the log, but since we got a new DL, I figure it best to go ahead and say this:

Good bye @Micaelis. It's been a fun few months raiding with you.  I feel like you and I have always saw eye to eye on all of my issues and I really appreciate you being understanding whenever I  have raised a personal problem.  Really going to miss you dstabbing me on loop for thirty minutes at a time.  Make sure to stop by and say hi once a month.

Aodfionn

Dawnlord: Dannyl

Patron: Aurora and Deucalion

Lumarchs: Halos, Aodfionn, Micaelis, Dannyl, and Siduri


He only got Guardian, he's safe. 

Austere

Aodfionn said:

Dawnlord: Dannyl

Patron: Aurora and Deucalion

Lumarchs: Halos, Aodfionn, Micaelis, Dannyl, and Siduri


He only got Guardian, he's safe. 

Ohhhhh. I misread the little blurb my phone shows whenever people get promoted. Woohoo!

Gurda

You say exasperatedly in a guttural voice, "Stupid tasks."
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Advanced Speaking task! ***

Micaelis

https://ada-young.appspot.com/pastebin/19fc8ca4

Whoever made this poster ( probably @Halos ) deserves a medal.

All hail Refresh Creditsale Maynard.

Kiet

Does this mean Targ hasn't had a new creditsale in ages?

Antonius

It's probably been about a month, but it might as well be forever. Targ credit sales so bad, anyway.

Skye

As the pitch midnight skies look upon the land, a strange churning sensation clenches in your gut.
It is now the 3rd of Aeguary, 697 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.

Your limbs feel heavy, and your joints creak with an ache as the leaden weight strains your body.

The thick taste of dust fills your mouth as your body undertakes a bizarre transformation.

Your skin turns to a hard grey hue, your back contorts to take on the new shapes, and a heavy frown labours upon your brow as you take on the form of the gargoyle.




Incidentally the stats are:

Strength: 10  Dexterity: 10  Constitution: 24  Intelligence: 10

for gargoyle race. You can bump the con up to 25 with a belt, but at least INT is stagnant at 10. My sash isn't working.

Tahquil

As you face the well, a disgusting trail of goop seeps out from the end of a slimy fishing pole, dipping downward into the abyss below.

A weight suddenly drags you closer to the edge of the well, allowing you to look downward over the dark abyss. As you furiously pull back on a slimy fishing pole, the slime abruptly snaps back, dragging along a daemon with the number '2' seared onto its chest and back. Cackling madly, the daemon turns its back to you and bends over, spanking itself twice before diving gracefully back into the well and disappearing from sight.

and

A weight suddenly drags Aerek closer to the edge of the well. As Aerek furiously pulls on a slimy fishing pole, the slime abruptly snaps back, dragging along a daemon with the number '4' seared onto its chest and back. 

Letting out a torrent of vile expletives at Aerek, it releases itself and dives back into the abyss.

I do love the daemon fishing flavours.

Kasya

In the midst of trying to help Hycanthus figure out what's going on with the gargoyles, @Skye comes in, chomps Kas, and then: 


The wizard Hycanthus says, "And you couldn't kill them? They seem to dissolve at the merest thought."

The wizard Hycanthus creases his brow in a frown.

Skye climbs on top of a tall and heavy wooden crate, leaving clawmarks all over the strong oak. She perches on the edge, like an ornate piece of architecture and seems... oddly content.

The wizard Hycanthus twitches spasmodically.

The wizard Hycanthus says, "Gods damnit all. Just... Just don't chew anything."

The wizard Hycanthus stares implacably at Skye.


I lol-ed. Also, whoever was behind Hycanthus, so much win. 

Synbios

Skye said:

As the pitch midnight skies look upon the land, a strange churning sensation clenches in your gut.
It is now the 3rd of Aeguary, 697 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.

Your limbs feel heavy, and your joints creak with an ache as the leaden weight strains your body.

The thick taste of dust fills your mouth as your body undertakes a bizarre transformation.

Your skin turns to a hard grey hue, your back contorts to take on the new shapes, and a heavy frown labours upon your brow as you take on the form of the gargoyle.

Incidentally the stats are:

Strength: 10  Dexterity: 10  Constitution: 24  Intelligence: 10

for gargoyle race. You can bump the con up to 25 with a belt, but at least INT is stagnant at 10. My sash isn't working.

There's only one way to stop you, @Skye - the Gargoyle song!

Ahmet

Ah, memories.

Aesi

Ahmet said:

Ah, memories.

There were... tentacles... in... places

rocks in corner

Kasya

Just had to share this moment from the conversation Kasya had with @Deucalion. 

A fiery red tulip is held aloft in the beak of a tall heron vase.

Deucalion brushes His finger over the petals of the fiery tulip, leaving ebony striations in the wake of His touch.

This tulip has a long smooth green stem that terminates in the flower itself. Opening as if embracing the majesty of a sunset, the flower is the colour of the burning sky aside from the lustrous striations of ebony that adorn its petals. 

A fiery red tulip with ebony striations is held aloft in the beak of a tall heron vase.

Seriously, nice touch. 

Tesha

That is really cool, I hope you get to nondecay it or something! I love little Divine touches like that, they're just beyond awesome. Valnurana sent Tesha an orchid like the one She wears when Tesha won an event during the dream festival, instantly preserved it. 

Sarathai

So, uh, this happened.

22:59:33.700  100%|100%|87%e 98%w | cdbk|exd |  |   |  - def
def
Your wounds are being staunched by the moss tattoo.
The vitality of the boar is energising you.
The endurance of the great ox flows through you.
Illuminated by the light of the moon.
Mentally bolstered by the power of the megalith.

You are benefitting from a 78% bonus to experience gain.
22:59:34.269  100%|100%|87%e 98%w | cdbk|xd |  |   |  -
(svof): Your current defences (24):

What.

Kafziel

I am guessing iron elite, Eleusian, on an outer Isle? 

Kiet

You get bonus XP on outer isles?

Kyrra

Sarathai said:

So, uh, this happened.

22:59:33.700  100%|100%|87%e 98%w | cdbk|exd |  |   |  - def
def
Your wounds are being staunched by the moss tattoo.
The vitality of the boar is energising you.
The endurance of the great ox flows through you.
Illuminated by the light of the moon.
Mentally bolstered by the power of the megalith.

You are benefitting from a 78% bonus to experience gain.
22:59:34.269  100%|100%|87%e 98%w | cdbk|xd |  |   |  -
(svof): Your current defences (24):

What.

TF, Iron Elite, Aura, Elixir?

Kez

Going through some old things. Found this.

You begin to wield a dirty scalpel in your right hand.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Crono holds real still.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You viciously stab a dirty scalpel into Crono.

Crono dodges nimbly out of the way.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "You're not very good at 

this."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Crono sits down.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "You'll never make it the 

field of medicine."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "The patient will die 

before you can start the operation."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Tied to a table."

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Sedated."

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "And you'd still miss."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Ok, hold still and I'll 

RUN at you and you may hit me."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Look at it this way, you 

won't have to know how to stitch."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Or cut for that matter."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "I'm a rather large target,

Kez."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You viciously stab a dirty scalpel into Crono.

It is a one-handed weapon.

Damage: 0  To-hit: 0  Speed: 0

A dirty scalpel has no venoms or magical effects on it.

Kayeil

Kez said:

Going through some old things. Found this.

You begin to wield a dirty scalpel in your right hand.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Crono holds real still.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You viciously stab a dirty scalpel into Crono.

Crono dodges nimbly out of the way.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "You're not very good at 

this."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Crono sits down.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "You'll never make it the 

field of medicine."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "The patient will die 

before you can start the operation."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Tied to a table."

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Sedated."

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "And you'd still miss."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Ok, hold still and I'll 

RUN at you and you may hit me."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Look at it this way, you 

won't have to know how to stitch."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "Or cut for that matter."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

Shadow Sage Crono Silversand, Sylvan Wordsmith says, "I'm a rather large target,

Kez."

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You lash out at Crono with a dirty scalpel, but miss.

You viciously stab a dirty scalpel into Crono.

It is a one-handed weapon.

Damage: 0  To-hit: 0  Speed: 0

A dirty scalpel has no venoms or magical effects on it.

You must have some interesting stuff stashed away. Where'd you get that?

Krypton

Creville

Kayeil

Oh. I see... Crono is dormant so by old things she must mean logs or something. I thought it was an item she owned. Oops.  

Anedhel

Rohai has left the group.
Seifur has left the group.
Sryn has left the group.
Taraza has left the group.
Kafziel has left the group.
Shirszae has left the group.
Carmell has left the group.
Aesi, Kasya, and Roroan follows you north.

33% my ass

Kasya

@Anedhel - when I saw you posted here, I expected it to be when we went up to the clouds and everyone inexplicably started roaring. Fiercely. 

Anatral

I think I just got booted out of Minia.

Morsten, the Rhodestrian farrier chokes as he is strangled by entangling vines.

You have scored an OBLITERATING CRITICAL hit!

You have slain Morsten, the Rhodestrian farrier, retrieving the corpse.[[SLAIN]]

*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Pixie Queen or the Imp Lord task! ***

*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Kobold King or the Pygmy Cook task! ***

*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet Constable Beck or Blaan the Troll task! ***

*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet Hunter Ealeo or Guardian Niluint task! ***

*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Battlerage Basics task! ***

You feel your experience grow as a result of your accomplishment.

The quest "Finding Rhilas" has been added to your log. QUEST LOG will display your active quests