A large, handsome rooster struts about here. This large rooster is mainly brown, but has a thick band of white feathers circling its neck. Long, almost furry black tail feathers arc from its hindquarters in a most alluring manner. His bright red comb stands starkly at attention and his matching yellow beak and feet add impressive accents to an already impressive rooster. Garcia the rooster does not look particularly dangerous. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 4 pounds and 6 ounce(s). He is loyal to @Sarapis. You see nothing in it.
A large, handsome rooster struts about here. This large rooster is mainly brown, but has a thick band of white feathers circling its neck. Long, almost furry black tail feathers arc from its hindquarters in a most alluring manner. His bright red comb stands starkly at attention and his matching yellow beak and feet add impressive accents to an already impressive rooster. Garcia the rooster does not look particularly dangerous. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 4 pounds and 6 ounce(s). He is loyal to @Sarapis. You see nothing in it.
I had wondered who had left their cock at the gate
Where stile and bramble meet. The noonday sun shines down, tinged grey by its passage through the thick clouds above. Far from the farm, thorn-laden brambles have grown into a tangled hedge that interposes between stretches of wooden fencing. A product of both natural and deliberate efforts, some attempt has been made to control the wayward bushes, as evidenced by the decapitated stumps that breach the boundary of arable land. What is left has largely thrived as a barrier impenetrable to all on foot. When in season, the bushes fruit colourfully, sometimes even producing unusual crop from the inevitable cross-pollination. Here and there, the unwelcome tendrils hold the remains of old nests and signs of thriving animal life with pellets abound the fertile soil. A red elm tree grows here, its branches gently swaying in the breeze. A low-slung myrrh bush is here. A selection of fruits dangles from nearby branches. Some vegetables have been planted here. A green-flowered ginseng plant has been planted here. A low-lying wild ginger plant is growing here. A lobelia wildflower is growing here. A purple coneflower grows here, its large stalk straining towards the sky. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A ragged little doll lies forgotten on the ground. You see exits leading north, west, and northwest.
This is my house. There are a number of outdoor garden rooms and for some reason, this is the 3rd or 4th time I've found this doll in it. It's part of a quest so it randomly repops anywhere in the city but this is just creepy. it's like she won't leave.
oh my god...
You open the door to the in. On the borders of Elmedge Farm. The sun shines down warmly from the cloudless sky, standing at the apex of its arc through the heavens. A green-flowered ginseng plant has been planted here. A low-slung myrrh bush is here. A lobelia wildflower is growing here. A low-lying wild ginger plant is growing here. A red elm tree grows here, its branches gently swaying in the breeze. A purple coneflower grows here, its large stalk straining towards the sky. A selection of fruits dangles from nearby branches. Some vegetables have been planted here. An obsidian eye sigil is here. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil. A ragged little doll lies forgotten on the ground. You see exits leading north, northeast, east, and out (open door).
A ragged little doll lies forgotten on the ground.
A large, handsome rooster struts about here. This large rooster is mainly brown, but has a thick band of white feathers circling its neck. Long, almost furry black tail feathers arc from its hindquarters in a most alluring manner. His bright red comb stands starkly at attention and his matching yellow beak and feet add impressive accents to an already impressive rooster. Garcia the rooster does not look particularly dangerous. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 4 pounds and 6 ounce(s). He is loyal to @Sarapis. You see nothing in it.
Thanks! I had to adopt new pets because the Black Boar is just not very cuddly with his ~800 pounds of bulk. Garcia is very friendly. I also have a rather militant, revolutionary-focused lemming.
Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6013m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6013m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6013m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia takes a drink from a black-walnut vial. | 7728h (100%)| 6013m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 5973m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6018m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6018m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6018m (85%)|nothing||d|w| Volunteer Sylvyia (female Human). She is 35 years old, having been born on the 1st of Phaestian, 670 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire. She is ranked 1304th in Achaea. She is an extremely credible character. She is not known for acts of infamy. She is a Citizen in Cyrene. She is considered to be approximately 25% of your might. | 7728h (100%)| 6078m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6078m (86%)|nothing||d|w| You have recovered equilibrium. | 7728h (100%)| 6053m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6053m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6038m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6098m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6098m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6098m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6098m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6083m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6083m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6083m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6083m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6058m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6058m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6058m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6043m (86%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6118m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6118m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6118m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west. [west - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6118m (87%)|nothing||d|w| [west - Jadys (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6103m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia arrives from the west. [here - Sylvyia (1)] | 7728h (100%)| 6103m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack. | 7728h (100%)| 6103m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia carefully turns a small spigot on a copper-banded oak tun and refills a black-walnut vial with an elixir of health. | 7728h (100%)| 6103m (87%)|nothing||d|w| Sylvyia leaves to the west.
I assume she's trying to restock her rift by filling an empty vial, leaving the room, transfering the newly filled vial to the rift, then coming back to start over. You can refill the rift directly, however, with REFILL RIFT FROM <tun>.
A large, handsome rooster struts about here. This large rooster is mainly brown, but has a thick band of white feathers circling its neck. Long, almost furry black tail feathers arc from its hindquarters in a most alluring manner. His bright red comb stands starkly at attention and his matching yellow beak and feet add impressive accents to an already impressive rooster. Garcia the rooster does not look particularly dangerous. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 4 pounds and 6 ounce(s). He is loyal to @Sarapis. You see nothing in it.
Thanks! I had to adopt new pets because the Black Boar is just not very cuddly with his ~800 pounds of bulk. Garcia is very friendly. I also have a rather militant, revolutionary-focused lemming.
A large, handsome rooster struts about here. This large rooster is mainly brown, but has a thick band of white feathers circling its neck. Long, almost furry black tail feathers arc from its hindquarters in a most alluring manner. His bright red comb stands starkly at attention and his matching yellow beak and feet add impressive accents to an already impressive rooster. Garcia the rooster does not look particularly dangerous. He has 100% health remaining. He weighs about 4 pounds and 6 ounce(s). He is loyal to @Sarapis. You see nothing in it.
Thanks! I had to adopt new pets because the Black Boar is just not very cuddly with his ~800 pounds of bulk. Garcia is very friendly. I also have a rather militant, revolutionary-focused lemming.
Vladimir Lemmin'
That's basically him, yep. He's all about taking out the Tsar, and power to the people. Loves his protest signs too.
Murad polishes the steel with a fine cloth, inspecting the blade for any imperfections. Finding none, he turns and reverently presents the sword to you with both hands. Murad exclaims, "I give you Questing Cats!"
Is there a way to do the blademaster quest again and get a different sword name?
Now, you might think I'm asking because I don't want this sword name. That's not actually the case. I'm just trying out blademaster again to see how much I like it. If I don't get a sword name this funny on my main I'd be really disappointed.
You can do it daily, you just need to destroy your old sword.
Technically you can do it as many times within a day as you want, as long as there are other nice blademasters around.
You destroy the blade, wait a bit, then restart the quest the same way you did it the first time, through Kavaya. The only hard limit is that a blademaster can only gather the ashes once per rl day . As long as you can find another blademaster to gather the ashes for you, you can do it as many times as you want.
A few days ago, I was afk, then @Aurora held a meeting with her order. Tesha got summoned and everyone tried to wake her up by saying bears, swings, and Aurora mentioned bears on swings. Later on I got back and scrolled up and Tesha said I BELIEVE BEARS ON SWINGS WERE PROMISED. Fast forward a few days, and Aurora visits Tesha with some kind words and a very sweet gift, which completely made my day:
a bear plush on a swing
Muted chimes emit from the oiled hinges of a swing holding a miniscule bear plush.
From tip to tiny toes, the curved contours of a miniscule bear plush flicker with gold and silver flashes, courtesy of the slender crown perched precariously atop its brow. Dazzling colours cascade across sightless onyx eyes and past a cute, stubby nose, down over a plump stomach padded full of stuffing. Tidy stitches slanted across its sides hem the downy material securely inside. Attached to the rear of the animal, a set of golden glitter wings flutter daintily, each beat showering the figure in a cloak of light. Twin paws secure the toy to a drape of silk thread, the mini rope suspended from wooden sticks which meet overhead, forming a tiny, very bear-worthy swing.
Naturally, Tesha wanted to show it to her friends...
You display a bear plush on a swing for all in the room to see.
Antidas says in Targossian in a quiet voice, "Who in their right mind let you make that."
(Antidas tells Aurora: "I don't suppose You would be willing to relinquish an item from Tesha and give it to me, Lady? Some fool gave her a bear plush on a swing.")
(Antidas tells Aurora: "I do believe it will be quite detrimental in her possession.")
(Order): Aurora says, "Antidas."
(Order): Antidas says, "Aye, lady."
(Order): Aurora says, "You do realise you just called Me a fool, right?"
(Order): You sadly say, "Antidas doesn't like my bear, my Lady."
(Order): Antidas says, "Ahem...oh dear."
...
You exclaim to Micaelis in a mellifluous voice, "Look at the cool plush the Lady made for me!!"
You display a bear plush on a swing for all in the room to see.
"Bah!" Antidas retorts disgustedly to you.
Atalkez says to you in Targossian in a silky, smooth tenor voice, "Unbearable."
Micaelis al Nadir, Prism of Light says, "Who the hell gave you a bear on a swing."
Antidas says to Micaelis in Targossian in a quiet voice, "That was my reaction...until I realized it was the Lady."
Tesha bites her bottom lip carefully.
Micaelis al Nadir, Prism of Light says, "Quite possibly the best bear on a swing I've ever seen. Work of art, really."
A few days ago, I was afk, then @Aurora held a meeting with her order. Tesha got summoned and everyone tried to wake her up by saying bears, swings, and Aurora mentioned bears on swings. Later on I got back and scrolled up and Tesha said I BELIEVE BEARS ON SWINGS WERE PROMISED. Fast forward a few days, and Aurora visits Tesha with some kind words and a very sweet gift, which completely made my day:
a bear plush on a swing
Muted chimes emit from the oiled hinges of a swing holding a miniscule bear plush.
From tip to tiny toes, the curved contours of a miniscule bear plush flicker with gold and silver flashes, courtesy of the slender crown perched precariously atop its brow. Dazzling colours cascade across sightless onyx eyes and past a cute, stubby nose, down over a plump stomach padded full of stuffing. Tidy stitches slanted across its sides hem the downy material securely inside. Attached to the rear of the animal, a set of golden glitter wings flutter daintily, each beat showering the figure in a cloak of light. Twin paws secure the toy to a drape of silk thread, the mini rope suspended from wooden sticks which meet overhead, forming a tiny, very bear-worthy swing.
I think my reaction was the best Tesha was trying to show it to me and I was busy moving around. She had to chase me.
Accidentally attacked denizens already being hunted by Saeva and Aegoth. A short conversation ensued.
You told Aegoth: Sorry about that.
Aegoth told You: Die in a grave filled with your own piss, vermin, and rot in your own sense of self loathing.
Aegoth told You: //it's fine.
sometimes I'm jealous of Mhaldor's potential for colourful rp
Tell aegoth Sartanic Dog, I will string you up from the village oak, strip the skin from your flesh and let the ravens peck the eyes out of your sockets. Unless you vacate my hunting grounds immediately. Let nature's embrace find you soon.
// followed by aegoth/saeva trying to kill you of course.
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Now, you might think I'm asking because I don't want this sword name. That's not actually the case. I'm just trying out blademaster again to see how much I like it. If I don't get a sword name this funny on my main I'd be really disappointed.
You destroy the blade, wait a bit, then restart the quest the same way you did it the first time, through Kavaya. The only hard limit is that a blademaster can only gather the ashes once per rl day . As long as you can find another blademaster to gather the ashes for you, you can do it as many times as you want.
Not the worst blade name, but that is still hilarious
Yea, that one!
a bear plush on a swing
Muted chimes emit from the oiled hinges of a swing holding a miniscule bear plush.
Naturally, Tesha wanted to show it to her friends...
(Antidas tells Aurora: "I don't suppose You would be willing to relinquish an item from Tesha and give it to me, Lady? Some fool gave her a bear plush on a swing.")
You exclaim to Micaelis in a mellifluous voice, "Look at the cool plush the Lady made for me!!"
Tesha bites her bottom lip carefully.
Aurora's the best. Love this order!
i'm a rebel
Novice asks me which skill he should starting learning in first as a Serpent:
43) You told Salbek: Subterfuge.
Maric, Sartan, Same thing!
Someone needs some coffee!
sometimes I'm jealous of Mhaldor's potential for colourful rp
// followed by aegoth/saeva trying to kill you of course.
Sorry guys!
i'm a rebel
And you better come back and say hi to me!