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A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. A dyed red poster bearing
the title "IF ENTERING MHALDOR" has been hung here. Resting here with a haughty expression is a
golden gryphon. A giant tortoise sits here like a rock. Observing from high above the ground is a
reticulated giraffe. Balancing on her long legs is a giraffe calf. A young two-toed sloth gazes
curiously about the area. Washing behind her ears with one paw, a Kamleikan snow kitten sits here. A
Thalassan kitten mews feebly at its immediate surroundings. Issuing throaty growls that belie his
size, a Dun Valley wildcat kitten crouches here.
(Mhaldor): You say, "There are a number of... uh... small mammals sitting on the mountain. Shall I
dispose of them, lest the abominations get them?"
(Mhaldor): Azor says, "Small animals?"
(Mhaldor): You say, "Kittens."
Kelandra descends from above.
(Mhaldor): Azor says, "Ah, do with them as you wish."
You say with a lugubrious Horkvali accent, "Shall we slaughter kittens together?"
Kelandra grins and nods.
You smirk.
Kelandra rips into a Kamleikan snow kitten with her massive, deadly claws.
Kelandra has scored a CRITICAL hit!
A Kamleikan snow kitten yowls in pain before collapsing to the ground.
The final blow proves too much for a Kamleikan snow kitten, who expires pitifully.
A Kamleikan snow kitten has been slain by Kelandra.
You spring forwards onto a Thalassan kitten, and maul her viciously.
A Thalassan kitten yowls in pain before collapsing to the ground.
The final blow proves too much for a Thalassan kitten, who expires pitifully.
You have slain a Thalassan kitten, retrieving the corpse.
Kelandra rips into a Dun Valley wildcat kitten with her massive, deadly claws.
Kelandra has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit!
A Dun Valley wildcat kitten yowls in pain before collapsing to the ground.
The final blow proves too much for a Dun Valley wildcat kitten, who expires pitifully.
A Dun Valley wildcat kitten has been slain by Kelandra.
(Mhaldor): Nahroe says, "May I assist?"
You spring forwards onto a young two-toed sloth, and maul him viciously.
A young two-toed sloth limply collapses in a defeated heap of claws and fur.
The final blow proves too much for a young two-toed sloth, who expires pitifully.
You have slain a young two-toed sloth, retrieving the corpse.
You spring forwards onto a spindly giraffe calf, and maul her viciously.
Bleating pitifully, a spindly giraffe calf attempts to flee but gets tangled up in her gangly legs.
The final blow proves too much for a spindly giraffe calf, who expires pitifully.
You have slain a spindly giraffe calf, retrieving the corpse.
(Mhaldor): Nahroe says, "That sounded like a very enjoyable job."
Kelandra grasps the corpse of a Kamleikan snow kitten in her claws as her powerful jaws tear the
hapless body in two. Gore drips slowly from her maw as she consumes the mutilated pieces at her
leisure.
Kelandra grasps the corpse of a Dun Valley wildcat kitten in her claws as her powerful jaws tear the
hapless body in two. Gore drips slowly from her maw as she consumes the mutilated pieces at her
leisure.
Kelandra grasps the corpse of a Thalassan kitten in her claws as her powerful jaws tear the hapless
body in two. Gore drips slowly from her maw as she consumes the mutilated pieces at her leisure.
(Mhaldor): You say, "Kelandra found them enjoyable snacks."
Grief'd.
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Anyway, forget Iaeum. I want Umbriel back.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Does Iaeum at least have the books and scrolls from the library, I wonder?
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Stabbing them.
To death.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Cruciata, Servant of Suffering shouts, "There is no hope."
If there was a particular context to it, I didn't see it, but yeah, she was shouting. Looks like she showed up in the Sartan/Pentharian pissing contest quoted over in another thread, too.
Azuhi's eyes gleam with generosity.
Azuhi gives you her primal ember, which glows brightly as she drops it into your hands.
The ember in your hands flares brightly and fills your mind with the knowledge of Voicecraft.
The ember in your hands flares brightly and fills your mind with the knowledge of Evileye.
You nod your head emphatically.
Azuhi performs a graceful curtsey.
You say in Mhaldorian in a quiet, speculative voice, "In Suffering, Minion."
The primal ember in your hands explodes in a fountain of searing energy, consuming you whole.
As the flames lick over your body, flesh cracks and muscles char. Waves of exruciating agony wash
over you until, with a sense of relief and dread, they consume your nerves themselves and leave you
succumbing to the numbness of death.
Your starburst tattoo flares as the world is momentarily tinted red.
This is like playing hot potato. She just passed it to me. ;-;
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Not a bit deal but it made me chuckle.
Cain was walking around so I thought I ask him.
You tell Hellrazor Cain de Soulis, Sartan's Hammer, "What were you looking for?"
Cain tells you, "I dropped my ember in mhaldor supplies, he is always the number
one suspect
It made me imagine Cain actually hunt down Proficy for his precious.
Crescent.
A decaying zombie springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A revolting ghoul springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A revolting ghoul springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A decaying zombie springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A revolting ghoul springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wight springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wraith springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wight springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A ghast springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wight springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wight springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A wight springs to a decaying zombie's defence.
A decaying zombie springs to a decaying zombie's defence.