Unless saying you have secret motives is the exact way you divert attention.
- (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."
The character of every producer since Sarapis has pretty much been a matter of public record - you can basically ask on an ooc clan and someone is going to know. This was the case pre social media being a staple, now you can probably just log on facebook and work it out in about 5 minutes.
What was said shouldn't have been said, obviously. But its not new information and nothing that anyone wouldn't stumble across eventually (if they somehow didn't know yet), so while I was surprised that anyone would mention it, its not something I'm particularly concerned over: its no deep dark secret and I'll now hopefully stop getting messages when someone new catches up to the four year old news, so silver linings.
That said, I'll go on record and say if someone did anything similar regarding a volunteer, they'd never log into Achaea again, and if I had my way (I'm fairly confident I'd have a good shot in such an instance) any other ire game. That's one thing we take extremely seriously.
I didn't know. Am very glad for you. You are doing an amazing job with the lands!
- To love another person is to see the face of G/d - Let me get my hat and my knife - It's your apple, take a bite - Don't dream it ... be it
@Sarathai 's voice quietly thrums in your mind as he tells you, ""At great distance, Greys Vorondil, Aarashi Captain of The Bad Idea yells, "I ... never ... am devout ...""."
Your breath sizzles as you say to Ainly, "Do you have anything to add to your .. post?"
Ainly nods his head emphatically.
Your breath sizzles as you say to Ainly, "Speak."
Ainly says in a guttural voice, "As I die this day, so too does the Mhaldor of old."
Preparing for a deadly strike, you draw yourself up into a regal pose.
In a single, sinuous motion, you manoeuvre your imposing form to encircle Ainly's feet, fixing him with a penetrating gaze as your tremendous jaws open wide.
etc.
Context: Ainly willingly paying blood price after breaking his oaths, likely with quite a few mixed feelings.
I am assuming the answer goes something like this:
Oh, when they were young the grass was greener and gas was cheaper and milk was a nickel a gallon and they walked to school in the clean country air and they weren't afraid of lead paint and everything was better in general.
I like Ainly Sad to see him go. I'm new so maybe could elaborate on the difference between Mhaldor today vs Mhaldor "of old"?
Less Eleusian immigrants
Less people jumped cities every day in general back then.
@Puxi The evil RP was real and alive. But then again, so was every other side except Ashtan, even Hashan had sort of? A thing.
Mhaldorian's used to be really cut throat when you interacted with them. I remember meeting Silvaria or Cain for the first time. Hell I even remember my first runin with @Proficy back in the day when I was like a 20 year old Dawnstrider who barely was able to secrete Sumac. Even remember the first time I got my journal jacked by Ulrike and she told me I'd have to pay 5000 gold to get it back. Which for a Great Rock hunting newbie back in the day, was a TON of gold. They were legitimately scary. The yearly sacrifice, the constant struggle between Shallam (RIP, I still miss you, glorious city) and Mhaldor was pretty fun.
Now the game seems to be more tailored to extremism and zealotry. That wasn't so common back in the day. People had a lot more widespread RP beliefs and ideals.
Now it's more fun to just run into Mhaldor naked, wielding a butterfly net with 1000 butterflies in it just to die and let them go free at Stygian.
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "Ah, it
looks as if the Divine welcoming committee has come forth from their holes."
The firmament coruscates in opulent response as the voice of Prospero, God of Wealth resonates
across the lands, "They can appreciate a good toga, unlike You, apparently."
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "I would
appreciate it much more if my blade was protruding from it."
Rich motes of lucent clarity suffuse the skies as the Lightbringer evokes, "You did not need to come
forth from Your hovel, We sensed the stench of Evil long before Your words."
A throaty, powerful laugh descends from the Heavens, the peals manifesting into a scorching wind
that charges through your very being.
You hear a distant voice whisper, "Yell and laugh all You want, it will do You no good, barbarians."
The earth rumbles ominously as the voice of Artemis, the Great Wrath, booms across the firmament,
"Malevolent One, You seem to forget Nature will always overcome Your meagre efforts."
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "Overcome?
I tolerate its presence only because it serves My purposes."
Soft laughter fills your ears.
The earth rumbles ominously as the voice of Artemis, the Great Wrath, booms across the firmament,
"So even You admit Nature is essential to all? About time."
The firmament burns with white-hot fire as the pure, baritone voice of Deucalion calls out, "At what
point does a supposed elder God outgrow the need for the constant dramatics? Will You swirl your
cloak next I wonder, Dark One?"
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "The only
thing Your "Nature" is essential for, is hiding gou from My ire."
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "But, that
can be easily rectified."
The firmament coruscates in opulent response as the voice of Prospero, God of Wealth resonates
across the lands, "Ladies, Ladies."
You hear a distant voice whisper, "All this mention of purpose and essence, yet Your Eyes are
clouded. Boldly calling a cloak dramatics while You stand in Your flames and smoke, Brother, I can
only smile."
Khaibit Kintsukuroi D'Ischai's Pasiphaean voice resonates, "Are you capable of smiling?"
The firmament coruscates in opulent response as the voice of Prospero, God of Wealth resonates
across the lands, "If you are going to try to compete with Us, at least show respect, foolish mortal.
"
Khaibit Kintsukuroi D'Ischai's Pasiphaean voice resonates, "You're right. Are You capable of smiling,
sir?"
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "It seems
My Lord Marshal is unable to uphold his pledges, so I will give him a much, much simplier one."
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "Raze
Hashan, let us welcome My dear, Dark Brother back to His city."
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- 2016/12/08 22:03:07 - Twilight says, "My Brother shouts and threatens the Court of Shadows, yet He seems oblivious to the strength Hashan has gathered in time."
- 2016/12/08 22:08:39 - Twilight says, "Mhaldor is hiding behind their Master, as always. Hashani, freedom is something you and I both value but I trust you will not let these animals tear into the Court of Shadows. You have grown and continue to do so and My confidence lies with you."
- 2016/12/08 22:16:45 - Twilight says, "Fight for your City, Hashan, and know that I shall be watching and after times of war, there will be times of triumph and appropriate celebration as well."
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Readlog Hashan
2016/12/08 22:27:45 - The City of Mhaldor has declared a sanctioned raid against the City. 2016/12/08 22:36:39 - The city's font has been empowered. 2016/12/08 22:43:14 - Calira has disarmed a hostile tank. Asria, Aylek, Ehene, Etheros, Karren, Nazihk, and Yzarin assisted in the defence. 2016/12/08 23:17:45 - The City of Mhaldor has withdrawn from the City, ending the sanctioned raid.
The Hashan raid was fun. We did a lot better than I expected, given the overwhelming numbers Hashan had. I like the new @Sartan. He's a hardass, which is what he's supposed to be. Throw us into hopeless situations, and see what happens!
I don't think we outnumbered you at all. Aegoth, Ailea, Alrena, Driden, Exxia, Lukan, Melodie, Proficy, Taraus, Watchman, Ysela makes for 11 Mhaldorians. We had around that number, too
I don't think we outnumbered you at all. Aegoth, Ailea, Alrena, Driden, Exxia, Lukan, Melodie, Proficy, Taraus, Watchman, Ysela makes for 11 Mhaldorians. We had around that number, too
Edit: We had 13 or 14, so we did. Oops
2nd rush we lost exxia, proficy, and someone else (I got instagibbed in 0.5s)
I posted to show the coolness of what happened, as well as Twilight's encouraging words. This isnt to slight anyone or Mhaldor, in case it is coming off like that.
I posted to show the coolness of what happened, as well as Twilight's encouraging words. This isnt to slight anyone or Mhaldor, in case it is coming off like that.
Khalas was on his way back but heard you supported Twilight now so he went back.
I posted to show the coolness of what happened, as well as Twilight's encouraging words. This isnt to slight anyone or Mhaldor, in case it is coming off like that.
Khalas was on his way back but heard you supported Twilight now so he went back.
I am assuming the answer goes something like this:
Oh, when they were young the grass was greener and gas was cheaper and milk was a nickel a gallon and they walked to school in the clean country air and they weren't afraid of lead paint and everything was better in general.
When I was young and Mhaldorian as a novice you wore robes of scratchy wool that tore up your flesh and made your sores pus up and you were thankful for it. Rat on a stick was a god damn delicacy. Nothing came before serving the Twin Lords including your own comfort. You would stand in the city of your enemies and screaming your sermons for all to hear as you fought of the hordes of heathens.
I hear these days Mhaldor has food other than rats on a stick and (shocked gasp) even a cultured eatery. There were recently found to hold balls and masquerades, swanning about in silks and gems instead of wrthing on the fall in pain as they and deriving their pleasure from self-flagellation. I even heard that they raid silently now, no preaching to past the lips because all they can utter is 'YOUR MOTHER' taunts.
AND THE FOG WAS REDDER BACK IN MY DAY FROM ALL THE BLOOD SPRAYED ABOUT FROM THE MUTILATIONS.
(But in seriousness, Mhaldor has had a image change. The focus has shifted from absolute servitude barbarianism to a more cultured servitude, but after I finish this cheese platter)
I am assuming the answer goes something like this:
Oh, when they were young the grass was greener and gas was cheaper and milk was a nickel a gallon and they walked to school in the clean country air and they weren't afraid of lead paint and everything was better in general.
When I was young and Mhaldorian as a novice you wore robes of scratchy wool that tore up your flesh and made your sores pus up and you were thankful for it. Rat on a stick was a god damn delicacy. Nothing came before serving the Twin Lords including your own comfort. You would stand in the city of your enemies and screaming your sermons for all to hear as you fought of the hordes of heathens.
I hear these days Mhaldor has food other than rats on a stick and (shocked gasp) even a cultured eatery. There were recently found to hold balls and masquerades, swanning about in silks and gems instead of wrthing on the fall in pain as they and deriving their pleasure from self-flagellation. I even heard that they raid silently now, no preaching to past the lips because all they can utter is 'YOUR MOTHER' taunts.
AND THE FOG WAS REDDER BACK IN MY DAY FROM ALL THE BLOOD SPRAYED ABOUT FROM THE MUTILATIONS.
(But in seriousness, Mhaldor has had a image change. The focus has shifted from absolute servitude barbarianism to a more cultured servitude, but after I finish this cheese platter)
Natural consequence of accepting too many Cyrenian immigrants.
Comments
It's like they havent even read the Help scroll......
- 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."
@Sarathai : Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
2016/12/03 14:35:45 - By the authority of Omor Ceberek, @Xaden dies having
got gud
The ship "Songblade" finally slides below the surface of the deep, ravaged by a
potash crystal.
See..perfectly IG reasoning for most of these bugs
No pun intended.
- To love another person is to see the face of G/d
- Let me get my hat and my knife
- It's your apple, take a bite
- Don't dream it ... be it
I love being an old character.
Your breath sizzles as you say to Ainly, "Do you have anything to add to your .. post?"
Ainly nods his head emphatically.
Your breath sizzles as you say to Ainly, "Speak."
Ainly says in a guttural voice, "As I die this day, so too does the Mhaldor of old."
Preparing for a deadly strike, you draw yourself up into a regal pose.
In a single, sinuous motion, you manoeuvre your imposing form to encircle Ainly's feet, fixing him
with a penetrating gaze as your tremendous jaws open wide.
etc.
Simple scene, but very cinematic last words.
Oh, when they were young the grass was greener and gas was cheaper and milk was a nickel a gallon and they walked to school in the clean country air and they weren't afraid of lead paint and everything was better in general.
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@Puxi
The evil RP was real and alive. But then again, so was every other side except Ashtan, even Hashan had sort of? A thing.
Mhaldorian's used to be really cut throat when you interacted with them. I remember meeting Silvaria or Cain for the first time. Hell I even remember my first runin with @Proficy back in the day when I was like a 20 year old Dawnstrider who barely was able to secrete Sumac. Even remember the first time I got my journal jacked by Ulrike and she told me I'd have to pay 5000 gold to get it back. Which for a Great Rock hunting newbie back in the day, was a TON of gold. They were legitimately scary. The yearly sacrifice, the constant struggle between Shallam (RIP, I still miss you, glorious city) and Mhaldor was pretty fun.
Now the game seems to be more tailored to extremism and zealotry. That wasn't so common back in the day. People had a lot more widespread RP beliefs and ideals.
Now it's more fun to just run into Mhaldor naked, wielding a butterfly net with 1000 butterflies in it just to die and let them go free at Stygian.
--------------------------------
- 2016/12/08 22:03:07 - Twilight says, "My Brother shouts and threatens the Court of Shadows, yet He
seems oblivious to the strength Hashan has gathered in time."
- 2016/12/08 22:08:39 - Twilight says, "Mhaldor is hiding behind their Master, as always. Hashani,
freedom is something you and I both value but I trust you will not let these animals tear into the
Court of Shadows. You have grown and continue to do so and My confidence lies with you."
- 2016/12/08 22:16:45 - Twilight says, "Fight for your City, Hashan, and know that I shall be
watching and after times of war, there will be times of triumph and appropriate celebration as well."
--------------------------------
Readlog Hashan
2016/12/08 22:27:45 - The City of Mhaldor has declared a sanctioned raid against the City.
2016/12/08 22:36:39 - The city's font has been empowered.
2016/12/08 22:43:14 - Calira has disarmed a hostile tank. Asria, Aylek, Ehene, Etheros, Karren,
Nazihk, and Yzarin assisted in the defence.
2016/12/08 23:17:45 - The City of Mhaldor has withdrawn from the City, ending the sanctioned raid.
Edit: We had 13 or 14, so we did. Oops
Dont speak such lies
I hear these days Mhaldor has food other than rats on a stick and (shocked gasp) even a cultured eatery. There were recently found to hold balls and masquerades, swanning about in silks and gems instead of wrthing on the fall in pain as they and deriving their pleasure from self-flagellation. I even heard that they raid silently now, no preaching to past the lips because all they can utter is 'YOUR MOTHER' taunts.
AND THE FOG WAS REDDER BACK IN MY DAY FROM ALL THE BLOOD SPRAYED ABOUT FROM THE MUTILATIONS.
(But in seriousness, Mhaldor has had a image change. The focus has shifted from absolute servitude barbarianism to a more cultured servitude, but after I finish this cheese platter)