The loud groaning of the seesawing ship reaches a lethal coda as the entire structure gives way. The beached hull splinters. The wooden decks snap. Barrels and shelves and swords fly through the air. Before long, the broken shell of The Margam topples from its tenuous perch; its final voyage a fatal plummet to the ground where it lands with a deafening crash, folding in on itself and crushing you beneath the weight of your terminal failure. You have been slain by misadventure.
Horald, Captain of The Margam yells, "Coward! Come back and face your demise, Saonji!" (22:27:10:262) [0h, 70m, 51%] (ex) (Horald|40%)
I gotta say though Margam foray has to be the most fun I've had in a while. Even with all the dying, it's fun having a foray that isn't overcome simply by having a stacked wallet.
Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
A guardhouse. (indoors) An exquisitely crafted urn, menacing in stygian hues, rests on the ground here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 2 logosmas stockings here. A gilded pike with the decapitated heads of Thura, Vinzent, Kaios, Miayakai, Colgano, Sarfir, Faedwyn, Elyra, Paine, Paux, Uilien, Reyl, Embrelle, Yikez, Shirszae, Aelyn, Verdant, Vinceres, Nhakra, Andraste, Farrah, Issam, Amranu, Zoktos, Eryl, Davok and Adrik has been erected here. There are 5 Blackrock clerics here. Hoisted nearby upon a steel frame, a war banner of the Dread Legates presides. Barely containing his general exuberance for life, Naram awaits his Master's next command. Its feathers streaked with mossy green and grey, a marsh falcon perches here. A deadly obsidian scorpion lurks in the shadows, clicking its pincers restlessly. You see a single exit leading east.
You are overcome by a pleasing physical sensation as the entirely random thought of mating with an eight-legged, clawed monstrosity with a long tail pops into your mind.
I've had the Zaphar curse for awhile now and uh... poor Tanraid.
Comments
You have been slain by misadventure.
Horald, Captain of The Margam yells, "Coward! Come back and face your demise, Saonji!"
(22:27:10:262) [0h, 70m, 51%] (ex) (Horald|40%)
@Ictinus Horald's a dick.
I gotta say though Margam foray has to be the most fun I've had in a while. Even with all the dying, it's fun having a foray that isn't overcome simply by having a stacked wallet.Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
smileyface#8048 if you wanna chat.
Fricken Tsol'teth...
Anyone else see the irony here?
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
smileyface#8048 if you wanna chat.
I love quash.
(Eleusis): Kajo says, "Then I would keep the butterfly."
Eleusis
Ploutos Montenegro, Knot of the Underwood's voice rises, harried by a frosty mist, "Lets make the world look like elyon!"
Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, Elyon, and Elyon. (15 total).
General - https://github.com/27theo/achaea
Limbs - https://github.com/27theo/limb
Char DB - https://github.com/27theo/cdb
You tell Tharos, the Herald of Delos, "I'll wear it proudly!"
Tharos, the Herald of Delos tells you, "Be sure to read it!"
@Perl would LOVE that!
- curing priority coronavirus 1<br>There is no affliction called 'coronavirus'.
An exquisitely crafted urn, menacing in stygian hues, rests on the ground here.
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. There are 2 logosmas stockings
here. A gilded pike with the decapitated heads of Thura, Vinzent, Kaios,
Miayakai, Colgano, Sarfir, Faedwyn, Elyra, Paine, Paux, Uilien, Reyl, Embrelle,
Yikez, Shirszae, Aelyn, Verdant, Vinceres, Nhakra, Andraste, Farrah, Issam,
Amranu, Zoktos, Eryl, Davok and Adrik has been erected here. There are 5
Blackrock clerics here. Hoisted nearby upon a steel frame, a war banner of the
Dread Legates presides. Barely containing his general exuberance for life, Naram
awaits his Master's next command. Its feathers streaked with mossy green and
grey, a marsh falcon perches here. A deadly obsidian scorpion lurks in the
shadows, clicking its pincers restlessly.
You see a single exit leading east.
You are overcome by a pleasing physical sensation as the entirely random thought
of mating with an eight-legged, clawed monstrosity with a long tail pops into
your mind.
I've had the Zaphar curse for awhile now and uh... poor Tanraid.
Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
smileyface#8048 if you wanna chat.
@Batista
Proficy tickles an emaciated prisoner mercilessly!
An emaciated prisoner skips merrily.
Parents
Blive M: Lyndee F: Achilles
Kinilan whispers to Dalran, "Don't touch yourself in public."
Kassan, the healer says to Dalran, "There'll be plenty of time, don't worry. You don't have to be sad that you can't get the plants up."