With a musical, contented hum, a kindler servitor gently waters a
nearby plant then lingers momentarily against it.
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to a kindler servitor with a harsh Western accent, "Why
are you watering plants while it is raining."
Farrah says quietly to you, "Don't ruin his life's purpsoe."
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to Farrah with a harsh Western accent, "But it's
-raining-."
Farrah pats a kindler servitor in a friendly manner.
It is raining heavily, pregnant drops of water pouring down onto you.
Farrah says to a kindler servitor, "You are doing great."
You shrug helplessly.
You say with a harsh Western accent, "Far be it from me to
instruct the Dawnlord's servitors. Even when they are clearly inefficient in their
methods."
________________________ The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
With a musical, contented hum, a kindler servitor gently waters a
nearby plant then lingers momentarily against it.
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to a kindler servitor with a harsh Western accent, "Why
are you watering plants while it is raining."
Farrah says quietly to you, "Don't ruin his life's purpsoe."
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to Farrah with a harsh Western accent, "But it's
-raining-."
Farrah pats a kindler servitor in a friendly manner.
It is raining heavily, pregnant drops of water pouring down onto you.
Farrah says to a kindler servitor, "You are doing great."
You shrug helplessly.
You say with a harsh Western accent, "Far be it from me to
instruct the Dawnlord's servitors. Even when they are clearly inefficient in their
methods."
Herev casts a menacing gaze at Iloisee before flinging the falcon-shaped strawberry at her forehead. He mutters something that sounds like 'falcon slay Iloisee' under his breath.
Ygia wipes silver-flecked water from the edge of a dewy, wing-backed scimitar before tucking it into her scabbard.
Lii creases her brow in a frown.
Lii says helpfully to you in a cool, smoky voice, "The Eminence is there."
Lii points accusingly at Herev.
You look sceptical and say to Lii with an archaic, Eastern accent, "I'm not about to use the Eminence as a scabbard."
You say with an archaic, Eastern accent, "...The blood would rust my blades."
--
You conjure up your illusion:
One of the snakes within Herev's cup begins to slither and coil around the rim, a small strawberry-lace tongue darting out in a silent hiss.
Herev screams and throws his cup of fruit across the room.
Micaelis's Newspost: Then there is Darkness. Then there is Hashan. You are the training grounds upon which we test our children. You are a myth, a passing of a shadow. An illusion of purpose and resolve never to be realized nor understood. You speak of Shadows as if you understand, but the only Shadows that laud over Hashan are its histories of miserable failures.
Edit: I am happy in the direction Hashan is taking, and yes, I used to be Hashani! Just make sure you send a message with your progress instead of a newspost! Always better that way . Good job with the tanks, too. It's a good showing that you guys marshaled together some forces... just be sure to not lean on retal raids too much, since they're really slow and kind of annoying for both sides if there's no defense party.
The Divine voice of Twilight echoes in your head, "See that it is. I espy a tithe of potential in your mortal soul, Astarod Blackstone. Let us hope that it flourishes and does not falter as so many do."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
Have to give them something to rally behind and be angry about, even if you sound like a patronizing douche within the final product. Would like to see Hashan flourish and continue their upward trend, only serves to improve the overall quality of the game itself. Props to Sobriquet.
I was really pleased with @Micaelis response, perfectly worded and not just " Hashan sucks, we've done 10 tanks a day for a month". I know we don't have the combat might of other cities but really pleased we are doing -something- offensive lately even if it's not ground breaking. I just hope it doesn't turn into a 6hr long guard killing spree and demoralise everyone.
I'm trusting a little here in an appropriate response, I'm aware, but always good to get people engaged.
I was really pleased with @Micaelis response, perfectly worded and not just " Hashan sucks, we've done 10 tanks a day for a month". I know we don't have the combat might of other cities but really pleased we are doing -something- offensive lately even if it's not ground breaking. I just hope it doesn't turn into a 6hr long guard killing spree and demoralise everyone.
I'm trusting a little here in an appropriate response, I'm aware, but always good to get people engaged.
Love Mhaldorian Culture: "Vierce tells you in Mhaldorian, "Repeatedly fist myself often brain nienrious."
The Divine voice of Twilight echoes in your head, "See that it is. I espy a tithe of potential in your mortal soul, Astarod Blackstone. Let us hope that it flourishes and does not falter as so many do."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
You are holding: quiver195382 a mountaineer's quiver
One item was shown.
This quiver has been crafted out of necessity from an expert
mountaineer.The body is made from the tanned hide of rabbit and deer found in the Actar
valley. Feathers of the Vashnarian Condor line the top of the quiver, facing
downward, towards the end. This creates a smooth gradient down the quiver,
exposing more raw hide with greater distance from the opening. Finely woven tendons
have been used as the string by which the different patchy hides have been pieced
together. A strap of fine wool pads the wearers shoulder holding the
quiver easily and comfortably. The tip of the quiver is protected with fine
silver, mined from deep inside the mountains. A simple etching of a falcon
holding a runeblade has been carved into the silver cap. This item may receive emblazon. It has 60 months of usefulness left. It weighs about 1 pounds and 14 ounce(s). It bears the distinctive mark of Instructor Phineus, Warden of
Knowledge (a denizen).
Things get -intense- up in the mountains near Cyrene.
________________________ The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
That looks cool but like.. if it was fashioned out of necessity.. you're dying in the wilderness but desperately need a quiver.. so you make this sweet patchwork of hides, but then decide to just sit around melting and forming silver that you mined deep in the mountains (nevermind that you wasted time digging/exploring a mine and then mined the silver)...and then finished it with a flourish of etchwork?
I wish my most dire moments granted me that kind of time. That's one artsy mountaneer, clinging to life.
(I mostly kid, ask anyone, I describe things like I'm describing it to a 2 year old)
That looks cool but like.. if it was fashioned out of necessity.. you're dying in the wilderness but desperately need a quiver.. so you make this sweet patchwork of hides, but then decide to just sit around melting and forming silver that you mined deep in the mountains (nevermind that you wasted time digging/exploring a mine and then mined the silver)...and then finished it with a flourish of etchwork?
I wish my most dire moments granted me that kind of time. That's one artsy mountaneer, clinging to life.
(I mostly kid, ask anyone, I describe things like I'm describing it to a 2 year old)
Man, he was really feeling it. Have you ever read Into the Wild? Calories are hard to get if you're not an experienced mountaineer. However, we are playing by achaean logic. He could have rested at 50 health, but be at logosian. He never had to eat, drink, or sleep as he intricately carved the silver he singlehandedly found and mined at this point of desperation.
The Divine voice of Twilight echoes in your head, "See that it is. I espy a tithe of potential in your mortal soul, Astarod Blackstone. Let us hope that it flourishes and does not falter as so many do."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
You guys are missing the point. Using "from" suggests that the mountaineer was one of the materials used (if not the main one), not the person who made it.
Made some throwaway market comment about needing reassurance in regards to a worldmessage about a crusade starting up which was new to me. I was just trying to be funny and failing as usual, a few moments later:
Nice warm fuzzy feelings said:
Andraste says, "If you can dream it, you can do it. Don't give up!
Perserverence is the key to success."
Descending in a graceful arc, a woodland kestrel pecks at its binding and drops a letter into your
hands before winging away in a flurry of dun-hued colour.
Though I don't know you, I'm certain you are doing great. Seek out those
that care about you and that you care about, and always chase your
bliss.
You keep doing you and never doubt yourself. I'm certain you can do
whatever you set your mind to.
And other generic cliches...
Enjoy this croissant.
Regards.
This letter is made of the finest quality paper, and is rolled into a cylinder, with a red ribbon to
keep it from unfurling.
It has 10 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
An elegant white letter is holding:
"croissant137004" a chocolate croissant
It contains a total of 1 items of a max of 5.
You take a chocolate croissant from an elegant white letter.
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Lii gives an acacia plate with venison tartare to Dikeia, a young desert
coydog.
Lii gives an acacia plate with venison tartare to Dikeia, a young desert
coydog.
Dikeia, a young desert coydog stares implacably at Lii.
Lii gives an acacia plate with venison tartare to you.
Dikeia, a young desert coydog nods her head at you.
Dikeia, a young desert coydog drops a plate with a volcano cake.
You say to Lii with a harsh Western accent, "Thank you."
Lii gives a subtle nod.
You say to Lii with a harsh Western accent, "Chocolate cake though? Are you
trying to poison my dog?"
Lii says in a cool, smoky voice, "No. Wrong plate."
You say with a harsh Western accent, "Hm. I see."
Mezghar looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
Dikeia, a young desert coydog gobbles down a plate of venison tartare.
Lii says in a cool, smoky voice, "I'd use chocolate ground with grilled burgers
if I'd intended to."
You stare implacably at Lii.
You say to Lii with a harsh Western accent, "Do that and I will destroy
everything you hold dear."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
then lingers momentarily against it.
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to a kindler servitor with a harsh Western accent, "Why are you
watering plants while it is raining."
Farrah says quietly to you, "Don't ruin his life's purpsoe."
Like a waterfall, rain pours down around you, soaking you thoroughly.
You say to Farrah with a harsh Western accent, "But it's -raining-."
Farrah pats a kindler servitor in a friendly manner.
It is raining heavily, pregnant drops of water pouring down onto you.
Farrah says to a kindler servitor, "You are doing great."
You shrug helplessly.
You say with a harsh Western accent, "Far be it from me to instruct the
Dawnlord's servitors. Even when they are clearly inefficient in their methods."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
Herev casts a menacing gaze at Iloisee before flinging the falcon-shaped strawberry at her forehead. He mutters something that sounds like 'falcon slay Iloisee' under his breath.
Ygia wipes silver-flecked water from the edge of a dewy, wing-backed scimitar before tucking it into her scabbard.
Lii creases her brow in a frown.
Lii says helpfully to you in a cool, smoky voice, "The Eminence is there."
Lii points accusingly at Herev.
You look sceptical and say to Lii with an archaic, Eastern accent, "I'm not about to use the Eminence as a scabbard."
You say with an archaic, Eastern accent, "...The blood would rust my blades."
--
You conjure up your illusion:
One of the snakes within Herev's cup begins to slither and coil around the rim, a small strawberry-lace tongue darting out in a silent hiss.
Herev screams and throws his cup of fruit across the room.
Herev says in a quiet, passionate voice, "And yet, this burn exceeds that burn,."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Micaelis's Newspost: Then there is Darkness. Then there is Hashan. You are the training grounds upon which we test our children. You are a myth, a passing of a shadow. An illusion of purpose and resolve never to be realized nor understood. You speak of Shadows as if you understand, but the only Shadows that laud over Hashan are its histories of miserable failures.
Edit: I am happy in the direction Hashan is taking, and yes, I used to be Hashani! Just make sure you send a message with your progress instead of a newspost! Always better that way . Good job with the tanks, too. It's a good showing that you guys marshaled together some forces... just be sure to not lean on retal raids too much, since they're really slow and kind of annoying for both sides if there's no defense party.
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
I'm trusting a little here in an appropriate response, I'm aware, but always good to get people engaged.
"Vierce tells you in Mhaldorian, "Repeatedly fist myself often brain nienrious."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
(Clan): Itkovian says, ""that'll do, pig, that'll-" *coydog leaps in and
rips piglet apart*."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
quiver195382 a mountaineer's quiver
One item was shown.
This quiver has been crafted out of necessity from an expert mountaineer. The
body is made from the tanned hide of rabbit and deer found in the Actar valley.
Feathers of the Vashnarian Condor line the top of the quiver, facing downward,
towards the end. This creates a smooth gradient down the quiver, exposing more
raw hide with greater distance from the opening. Finely woven tendons have been
used as the string by which the different patchy hides have been pieced
together. A strap of fine wool pads the wearers shoulder holding the quiver
easily and comfortably. The tip of the quiver is protected with fine silver,
mined from deep inside the mountains. A simple etching of a falcon holding a
runeblade has been carved into the silver cap.
This item may receive emblazon.
It has 60 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 1 pounds and 14 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Instructor Phineus, Warden of Knowledge (a
denizen).
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
Results of disembowel testing | Knight limb counter | GMCP AB files
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
(The Players Club): You say, "Not enough material to smelt."
(The Players Club): You say, "Needs to be size 2 or greater."
speaking "Another so soon?"."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."