Memorable quotes

Minifie

Over a few days:

Amil tells you, "Sense Mycen."
Amil tells you, "Miss."
Amil tells you, "Choke Mycen."
Amil tells you, "Damn it!"

Amil tells you, "Cloak on."

Amil tells you, "Bah miss."
You tell Amil, "I preferred Choke Mycen."

Amil tells you, "Me to, its rather kinky."

Asmodron

~~ While observing the Sea witch south of us, and tossing random things to try and get her attention ~~

You say with an Arcadian accent, "Or someone get a lot of oil, we pour it out, and someone toss a
torch."

The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "You can try to take a shipout and shoot at
the sorceress."

Erikka says in a soft, sweet voice, "But she already has oil on her skn."

The air thrums as Crazy Gypsy Eliana Campbell, Guardian of Nature yells, "Uh.. Sorceress? Could you
toss Skye's body this way please?"

Erikka gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Erikka says in a soft, sweet voice, "Well kinda."

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Glancing to the south, you see:
Open ocean.
The sun shines brightly overhead. The monstrous upper body of a colossal sea witch courses through
the waves. Lying on its side here is a dark glass bottle. Rubescent spheres glisten from an oaken
bowl in silent offering. The twisted remains of Skye lie here. Coarse granules are scattered about a
wooden cup here.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, and northwest.

Halos says, "Skye's pastry is gone."

The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "It is?"

You say with an Arcadian accent, "She's probably munching on skye next."

Halos looks confused and says, "Did the sorceress eat the pastry?"

The water spins into a furious maelstrom as the immense form of a sea witch emerges from the depths,
coral-staff brandished menacingly in her webbed hands.

The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "I hoe she liked it."

The corners of Eliana's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

You say with an Arcadian accent, "Oh..."

The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "Uh."

Mercer says, "Whoa."

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sorceress120063     the Sorceress of the Seas
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The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "Oh dear."

You incline your head politely to the Sorceress of the Seas.

Grotesque countenance twisting into a malicious grin, the Sorceress of the Seas locks her gaze with
yours, forcing you to stare, bewitched into her bottomless eyes.
Enraptured and powerless, you scream in vain as a monstrous tentacle writhes across your flesh,
wrapping itself around your body before a dozen more join the throng. Sucking and rasping hungrily,
the Sorceress looks on indifferent as your flesh is stripped bare from your bones and the pressure
at last reaches an untenable height, shattering your frail body into a thousand ossified fragments
which sink - dead - into the darkness of the deep.

Accipiter has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
Rispok has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Rispok in red light.
Erikka has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
Halos has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
Mercer has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
Golden sovereigns spill onto the ground from Mercer's corpse.
You have been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
The corpse of a spearhead shark falls out of your inventory.
Eliana has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
A starburst tattoo flares and bathes Eliana in red light.
Rispok has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.
Eliana has been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.

ct sorceress came on land! I repeat, S
You are dead and cannot do that. <=== Too late...


The soul of Halos says, "Oh."

The soul of Rispok says in a monotonous voice, "Ow."

The soul of Mercer says, "Oh."

The soul of Eliana's words quietly thrum through the air as she says, "Aww."

You say with an Arcadian accent, "Rude..."

The soul of Rispok says in a monotonous voice, "That hurt."

The soul of Erikka says in a soft, sweet voice, "Oh well."

The soul of Eliana's words quietly thrum through the air as she says, "Hope that gold's not mine."

The soul of Erikka says in a soft, sweet voice, "Someone need to teach manners to that sorceress."

(The Sefyric Mariners Guild): Tamiko says, "Ouch..."


The sea itself rises to accept the form of an enormous sea witch as she submerges beneath the waves.


You say with an Arcadian accent, "So you CAN come on land."

The soul of Mercer says, "To sorceress That was rather rude. What do you wantt exactly?"

The soul of Skye says with a muddled Thalassian accent, "That's mercer's gold."

(The Sefyric Mariners Guild): Krypton says, "Welcome to the Death by Sorceress Shredding Club!"

You say with an Arcadian accent, "COME BACK!"

reincarnate into atavian
You pray to the spirits of the fallen for a fresh chance at life, and are reincarnated into an
atavian.

Seeing her situation to be hopeless, Eliana embraces the cold clutches of death.

Seeing his situation to be hopeless, Rispok embraces the cold clutches of death.

You shout, "If you could come on Land this entire time! Why dont you just take care of the big flaming guy?!"

Alyxeri

Sea lady that sprouts tentacles... I think I've seen what happens in this hentai story before.

Wicella

Talamond says, "To quote the Lord again, 'Our teachings do not apply only until there is more gold, experience, or copulations to be had.'"

And people say Eleusis is where all the mudsexers are at.

Talamond

I won't lie. That was my favorite line in the entire thing.

Aralaya

@Talamond hmm? 

Tujaques

I found the entire concept of not realizing you had something as important and large (5 feet I believe) as the horn in your possession absolutely hysterical.

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Miriew ponders the situation.

Miriew looks sceptical and says in a bubbly, slightly squeaky voice, "Did someone give me this thing?"

Ellowyne tilts her head curiously.

Bail says in a mellow, soothing voice, "Thing?"

Miriew says in a bubbly, slightly squeaky voice, "I have the horn thing."

You put your hands on your hips and say "Huh?"

You utter a deep, rumbling laugh.

Bail says in a mellow, soothing voice, "Ooh, gimme."

Ellowyne's breath scorches the air as she says, "Torrent gave it to you I think."

Miriew brandishes the horn of the tides menacingly.

Asmodron

Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "You
continue to mill about and meddle in things you do not understand. Regardless, I welcome the
destruction you bring upon yourselves."

The silken voice of the Dark Father reverberates from everywhere and nowhere, "The sheer volume of
things mortals fail to understand dwarfs even your capacity for hot air, Malevolent One."

Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "Yes, they
do understand very little, such as your knack for placing the blame elsewhere when your shadowy
tendrils are visible to all with eyes?"

The silken voice of the Dark Father reverberates from everywhere and nowhere, "Sight is neither balm
nor cure for ignorance. You would know that well."

The afternoon sky falls red as a guttural growl echoes through the ether

Dark laughter ripples mirthfully across the firmament in response.




(Hashan): Twilight says, "Dark Tidings, Shadow Court."






Never leave again...

Kiet

man you left out the best part before that tho

Asmodron

Kiet said:

man you left out the best part before that tho

I thought Daier or Xaden would love to show a personal quote of it T.T

Krypton

Kiet said:

man you left out the best part

Sartan's uncertainty?

"The afternoon sky falls red as a guttural growl echoes through the ether?"

Solnir

something something dredgings

Skye

Sandy beach.
The surroundings are dry and without moisture, a fact evident even in the dim morning light. Diplomat @Ictinus, Arcane Architect is here, wreathed in divine fire. The only ship docked here is a Windcutter. You may BOARD a docked ship or ENTER the WILDERNESS map from here.
You see a single exit leading south.
A wormhole is here, leading to: Long hallway (#22895) in Tasur'ke.

The Sorceress of the Seas thrashes with anger in the nearby waters.

The tides rise angrily at the command of the Sorceress of the Seas, battering with violent determination at Katy who rapidly expires, unable to resist the oceanic onslaught.

Frothing waves and roiling waters erupt from the Sorceress of the Seas, the depths of the darkest oceans cascading across the surroundings with relentless abandon.You feel your body slow as ice crystals trace snowflake patterns across your skin.
You have been slain by the Sorceress of the Seas.

I ALWAYS KNEW BOB THE BUILDER WAS TRYING TO KILL ME.

Ictinus

I see nothing suspicious here. Move along.

Cooper

One time Ictinus made himself visible to me, and forgot to undo it for like a month.

<_<

Sobriquet

While out hunting, so removed the spam, but laughed at the timing here..

(Hashan): Kasa says, "Couple more good hops and he'll be in Northreach..."

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(Hashan): Ireth says, "Is that good or bad?"

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Jeramun, the Flame of the World has loosed its full and unabated might upon Cailin, incinerating her 

until naught but ashes remain.

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Jeramun, the Flame of the World has loosed its full and unabated might upon Faedwyn, incinerating 

her until naught but ashes remain.

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Jeramun, the Flame of the World has loosed its full and unabated might upon Laetetia, incinerating 

her until naught but ashes remain.

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Jeramun, the Flame of the World has loosed its full and unabated might upon Faedwyn, incinerating 

her until naught but ashes remain.

Wicella

First:

(Eleusian Ranger Techs): Jetieri says, "Start calling everyone Wicella... confuse the hell out of all the younglings."

Then a little while later:

(Eleusis): Zenii says, "Bye Village!!"

(Eleusis): Eliana says, "Be Wicella Zenii."

(Eleusis): Herutar says, "Be well Wicella!"

(Eleusis): You say, "Bye Wicella!"

(Eleusis): Jetieri laughingly says, "Rest well Wicella."

(Eleusis): Myrtle says, "Hello village."

(Eleusis): Herutar says, "Hello, Wicella!

(Eleusis): Eliana says, "We are the collective mind of Wicella."

(Eleusis): Myrtle says, "Damn, I'm hot."

(Eleusis): Mycen says, "Farewell, Village."

(Eleusis): Myrtle says, "Farewell, Wicella."

(Eleusis): Tujaques says, "Be well Wicella."

(Eleusis): Herutar says, "Be well Wicella!"

(Eleusian Ranger Techs): Eliana says, "We should get tshirts all saying I am the real Wicella."

QW:

>Aislin, Akkala, Alaycia, Alessandro, Alycia, Amaru, Amil, Andrasi, Araig, Armali, Atalkez, Bail,Bamrigg, Blithe, Calira, Cobault, Corulan, Cryihu, Dominius, Drefan, Dwodin, Emiya, Errus, Gavriil, Gilliam, Glorissa, Ianathor, Inariel, Jei, Katy, Kenara, Kothrel, Krucible, Lenn, Lylith, Lyrikai, Mayarra, Mercer, Myrtle, Nazihk, Pharaus, Philast, Pixx, Pypo, Rane, Rasui, Raynor, Rekhyr, Rekken, Rilinstra, Romeo, Rotose, Sabetha, Samunc, Selenia, Selto, Shevonne, Siena, Sienae, Syllandrea, Syndra, Tarvius, Thibodeaux, Topaz, Tujaques, Uekomi, Ura, Velruin, Vladoth, Wicella, Wicella, Wicella, Wicella, Wicella, Xik, and Yzarin.

Xaden

The brief flash of a Shornwall defender's blade has punctuated Kasa's last breath upon the hallowed ground of Targossas.

 

A Shornwall defender yells, "Well what do you know... she died!"

Sobriquet

We are unsure ourselves sometimes

Farrah

Ends in "a" -> is female

Our defenders know what's what.

Kiet

(Mhaldor): @Zackery says, "The Ithmias are ablaze, and yet still no declaration of victory against Jeramun from Eleusis."

Halos

sick burn

Caelan

That was pretty good

Minifie

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "Let's go fly the kite?"

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "I'm sure we can get it to the highest of heights."

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "We will send it soaring."

A bolt of burning blue fire slams into the ground near where you stand, a warning from @Nicola. The 

next one may not miss...

Well, we were going to send it up to where the air was clear, but I guess it isn't anymore...

Synbios

Minifie said:

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "Let's go fly the kite?"

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "I'm sure we can get it to the highest of heights."

Your breath mists with frost as you say, "We will send it soaring."

A bolt of burning blue fire slams into the ground near where you stand, a warning from @Nicola. The 

next one may not miss...

Well, we were going to send it up to where the air was clear, but I guess it isn't anymore...

Psssh, you could have helped discover electricity!

Tysandr

I laughed inappropriately hard.

Xaden

I am offended on behalf of Irish Catholics everywhere.

Minifie

The peal of insouciant laughter whistles through the air as the Mistral whips itself into an 

exuberant corkscrew shape, drifting with carefree, joyous abandon across the Savannah.

An indigo nightfire butterfly is caught in the upwards gusts in the Savannah, lifted higher and 

higher before crashing fatally to the ground.

Wow, I gave the mistral a god damn net and everything... Vellis gon b so mad.

Synbios

Minifie said:

The peal of insouciant laughter whistles through the air as the Mistral whips itself into an 

exuberant corkscrew shape, drifting with carefree, joyous abandon across the Savannah.

An indigo nightfire butterfly is caught in the upwards gusts in the Savannah, lifted higher and 

higher before crashing fatally to the ground.

Wow, I gave the mistral a god damn net and everything... Vellis gon b so mad.

In Soviet Achaea, storm flaps butterfly.

Armali

A dozen pages of finely crafted white vellum comprise this commemorative calendar,
exuding the pleasant smell of fresh parchment into its surroundings. Two holes are
punched into the top of each page, bound together in a uniform fashion by a pair of
intricate metal rings, allowing the top sheaf to be flipped over and returned to the
back of the stack. The calendar's current page displays the image of the Spawn of

the Unnamable Horror in a distinctly libidinous pose. An enormous amorphous

creature oozes and sloshes over everything that comes across its path. Dozens

of eyes and mouths cover its loathsome mass and it seems to devour everything

in its focus, whether it be animal, mineral, or vegetable.