(Market): Nehmrah says, "Paying for the assassination of Trump, he can be found at NONT."
veilglance trump Folding the Veil of reality, you bend your mighty will to seek out Trump.
--- North of New Thera --------- -28:16:0 --- The stars shine down from the sky above, bathing the arid land beneath their silvery light. A polished wooden sign is nailed to a small tree here. A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. Curled tightly to protect its contents, a birchbark scroll rests upon the ground. Someone's valuable personal journal has been carelessly left behind here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Protective exoskeleton sundered in death, a black and white beetle wages war no more. Bedecked with brass bells and covered in trinkets, a travelling cart leans here. Trump is here. He wields an iron-tipped whip in his left hand. Ignoble Kanji Kanku'Dai is here. He wields a grim, Ashtani flail in his left hand. Nemesian Nehmrah Rousseau, Trial-Elect of Antagony is here. His face is partially concealed beneath the raised hood of slave robes of purple burlap. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand. A temporary cart has been setup here, with a sign indicating there are CART WARES for sale. You see exits leading north, southeast, south, southwest, and northwest.
[System]: Running queued balance command: DISEMBOWEL With a vicious snarl you carve a merciless swathe through the steaming guts of Atalkez, who gurgles and chokes as you withdraw your dripping blade, glistening with gore. You have slain Atalkez. The corpse of Austere falls from Atalkez's corpse. The Effigy of Victory falls from Atalkez's corpse. (10.529s)
[System]: Running queued balance command: DISEMBOWEL With a vicious snarl you carve a merciless swathe through the steaming guts of Atalkez, who gurgles and chokes as you withdraw your dripping blade, glistening with gore. You have slain Atalkez. The corpse of Austere falls from Atalkez's corpse. The Effigy of Victory falls from Atalkez's corpse. (10.529s)
You watch in horror, helpless, as Artemis's fist is wreathed in crackling black energy. With a diabolical laugh, She stiffens Her hand and slowly runs it down your chest, splitting it open as She does so. Though you scream in pain and beg to die, Artemis proceeds to rip apart your organs, magnifying the pain until you are driven nearly mad. With a detached smile upon Her face, She proceeds to rip out your sternum and drive it through your already splayed-out body, pinning it to the ground and finally killing you. You have been slain by Artemis.
Cheers go up worldwide as the Cataclysm gets Her first vivisection.
All reality shudders as the voice of Nicola thunders across the land, "Hail Sartan!"
Ugrach, Lord of the Undead swings his powerful arms in a whirring motion in your direction, hammering you in a deathly rain of horrendous blows, knocking you back and pulling at your feeble consciousness. You have been slain by Makarios.
Name Location ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luckbinder Held by Hirst the Rageblade Held by Death Knight Lord Kemnast the Golden Braid Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis Earthshaker Held by Tenith'oru Bloodletter Held by Oberion, King of the Fairies the Mindring Held by Krizal the Dragon Bow Held by a magnificent lightning eagle Paincatcher Held by Jeramun, the Flame of the World the War Veil Held by Hirst the Eye of Discord Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis Soulfinder Held by Oberion, King of the Fairies the Gauntlet of the Roaring Wave Held by Hirst Lifegiver Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis [Type MORE if you wish to continue reading. (83% shown)]
(mudsex and stuff): You say, "Make Achaea Great Again, Aegoth."
Aegoth grows still and his lips begin to move silently. Aegoth is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to Achaea.
Ugrach, Lord of the Undead swings his powerful arms in a whirring motion in your direction, hammering you in a deathly rain of horrendous blows, knocking you back and pulling at your feeble consciousness. You have been slain by Makarios.
The plot thickens
Ah, the classic Windmill attack. There's no real defense for it.
General log for the City of Hashan: 2016/11/12 01:14:37 - Credits: +3. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 18:17:09 - Credits: +3. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 20:08:27 - Credits: +1. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 20:23:41 - The City of Mhaldor has declared relations with your organisation as HOSTILE.
General log for the City of Hashan: 2016/11/12 01:14:37 - Credits: +3. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 18:17:09 - Credits: +3. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 20:08:27 - Credits: +1. Reason: Citizen purchase. 2016/11/12 20:23:41 - The City of Mhaldor has declared relations with your organisation as HOSTILE.
Shocked it wasnt already so
They're upset about those 7 credit purchases, shouldn't have been so greedy!
You know, that one thing at that one place, with that one person.
Forged from a rust-hued alloy of the finest steel and pewter, this blade exhibits a barely-perceptible curve along its length, accentuated by a channeled groove carved into the metal. The long tang is encased by a grip of indigo cord in an intricate diamond pattern. Rounding off the grip is a square pommel fashioned from bone, affording perfect balance to this masterfully crafted weapon.
I like it too. I really badly wanna see if I can try for even better, but I just know I'm gonna go 100 in a row of stuff akin to Shining Ants or Magnificent Stag.
Comments
Griefer raven.
Jorj smiles out of the unparalysed corner of his face as he accepts 91 rats from you. He hands you a bag of 1421 gold, and says, "Thank 'ee kindly."
Today was a good day.
Oh, also, this. Only took me four and a half million rats, give or take.
You unleash a vicious reaping blow at an old rat with a scythe of shadows.
You have slain an old rat, retrieving the corpse.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 99.
You have reached the illustrious level of Greater Dragon.
[Rage]: +3.9. Total: 24.6 Now Available: Curse
(svof): Your max health increased by 55h/0% to 5745.
(svof): Your max mana increased by 44m/0% to 4686.
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veilglance trump
Folding the Veil of reality, you bend your mighty will to seek out Trump.
--- North of New Thera --------- -28:16:0 ---
The stars shine down from the sky above, bathing the arid land beneath their silvery light. A
polished wooden sign is nailed to a small tree here. A ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy
Weaver's Fern along the ground. Curled tightly to protect its contents, a birchbark scroll rests
upon the ground. Someone's valuable personal journal has been carelessly left behind here. A sigil
in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Protective exoskeleton sundered in
death, a black and white beetle wages war no more. Bedecked with brass bells and covered in trinkets,
a travelling cart leans here. Trump is here. He wields an iron-tipped whip in his left hand. Ignoble
Kanji Kanku'Dai is here. He wields a grim, Ashtani flail in his left hand. Nemesian Nehmrah Rousseau,
Trial-Elect of Antagony is here. His face is partially concealed beneath the raised hood of slave
robes of purple burlap. He wields a Shield of Absorption in his left hand. A temporary cart has been
setup here, with a sign indicating there are CART WARES for sale.
You see exits leading north, southeast, south, southwest, and northwest.
With a vicious snarl you carve a merciless swathe through the steaming guts of Atalkez, who gurgles
and chokes as you withdraw your dripping blade, glistening with gore.
You have slain Atalkez.
The corpse of Austere falls from Atalkez's corpse.
The Effigy of Victory falls from Atalkez's corpse. (10.529s)
I....what?
You take the Effigy of Victory from a dragonskin pack bearing the arms of Atalkez.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
00:44:10.840 You say fondly, "Holy fire's much better."
00:44:10.840 A Shornwall defender taps her nose knowingly at you.
She knows. She knows.
You have been slain by Artemis.
Cheers go up worldwide as the Cataclysm gets Her first vivisection.
All reality shudders as the voice of Nicola thunders across the land, "Hail Sartan!"
hammering you in a deathly rain of horrendous blows, knocking you back and pulling at your feeble
consciousness.
You have been slain by Makarios.
The plot thickens
*hmm, many people are dying by divines. Lets go find me one to fight with!*
*walk around, find Makarios in NoNT, here I go!*
target Makarios
You have been slain by Makarios.
*uh, wat. Where did my health go? Scroll up. Ugrach, Yudhishthira, Grandmaster in the room controlled by him.*
Makarios tells you, "I have upgraded my entities."
*Okay, he gets first blood. But I bet he'll fight himself next round.*
use gem of transmutation
You have been slain by Makarios.
*umm... Nope. He wants to stick to his 'ents'. Okay, plan B. Get a Deucalion splinter!*
*walk around, subvert essence, return near NoNT. Squint. Good, he's still there.*
*Here I go! Bwahaha!*
ne
North of New Thera (road).
[snip] Makarios, the Meticulous is here.
*... He's not attacking on sight. WTF.*
The flames enshrouding you wink out. *shit, flee!*
se
Along the Prelatorian Highway (road).
*OK, plan C. I'll force him with a hierophant to kick me. Lets do it with a doppie from afar for safety too.*
order doppie seek Makarios
Josoul tells you, "I dare not seek out an immortal one, Master."
*uhh... Okay... I'll do it myself then*
activates Deucalion Avatar power again.
nw
North of New Thera (road).
fling hierophant at Makarios
Your pitiful attack is frozen in its tracks by Makarios.
The flames enshrouding you wink out.
*oh shit, he's onto me, flee!*
s
*uh, now what? Did he see it? Maybe he didnt notice and I am clear.*
You are transported by the power of the Divine. *uh, oh*
Makarios stares implacably at you.
You peer about yourself unscrupulously.
You frown and say to Makarios, "Would have been stellar, but divinefire says no."
Makarios, the Meticulous says, "Oh this?"
Makarios, the Meticulous says, "SoA op."
*I my SoA bested Him! That's a clear win! Plan successful -ish. Grin*
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Name Location
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Luckbinder Held by Hirst
the Rageblade Held by Death Knight Lord Kemnast
the Golden Braid Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis
Earthshaker Held by Tenith'oru
Bloodletter Held by Oberion, King of the Fairies
the Mindring Held by Krizal
the Dragon Bow Held by a magnificent lightning eagle
Paincatcher Held by Jeramun, the Flame of the World
the War Veil Held by Hirst
the Eye of Discord Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis
Soulfinder Held by Oberion, King of the Fairies
the Gauntlet of the Roaring Wave Held by Hirst
Lifegiver Held by the Grandmaster of the Quisalis
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Staff not enough for him
Aegoth is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to Achaea.
I lol'd
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2016/11/12 20:23:41 - The City of Mhaldor has declared relations with your organisation as HOSTILE.
Shocked it wasnt already so
Yea, that one!
Murad exclaims, "I give you Singing Providence!"
I'm not sure how to feel about this...
I like it too. I really badly wanna see if I can try for even better, but I just know I'm gonna go 100 in a row of stuff akin to Shining Ants or Magnificent Stag.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Speak for yourself, I got just what I wanted first try. Took maybe five seconds.