One of my adopted sons came back from dormancy, was extremely enjoyable. And got to do some sparring with him and my other adopted son. They are both amazing IC and OOC. @Ardoran and @Aoghinius.
The Xenophidices are rollin' out!
Xenoph..xeno whats...
Xenophiles?!
pervy.
Edit: Nevermind, I think I could get behind this.
@Aepas: I don't see the problem. I have known that it is the sole duty of humankind to travel the stars...to find new species to procreate with.
Raid defense. Wedding. House work. Listened to novices. THIS HAPPENED:
(The Targossian Academy): Greys says, "Most testees survive."
(The Targossian Academy): You say, "..."
(The Targossian Academy): Fulica says, "I was hopping to participate."
(The Targossian Academy): Fulica says, "I am ready for an assessment myself."
(The Targossian Academy): Greys says, "Ah I don't do two at once."
(The Targossian Academy): Greys says, "It tends to be distracting."
(Harbingers): You say, "Poor thing."
(Harbingers): You say, "Surely you can service two testees at once, nephew."
(Harbingers): You say, "If you try hard."
The face of the Righteous Fire enters your mind wearing a disapproving look, though the very corner of His mouth seems to be turned up in mild amusement.
Restocked a shop. Raided Hashan later. Got xp. Skirmishes. Lost xp. Graded a paper. Helped kill a shrine. Went afk. Suddenly...
Flair tells you, "You have nothing better to do, old man?"
Flair tells you, "Than to defile shrines."
A wild @Flair appeared! Yessss. (But of course guess who I found him with)
Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos says to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "You occasionally have something interesting to say, but most of the time
same oldMelodie"but his hair was nice" Le'Murzen heresies i see. Still thirsty for those chaos cocktails mm
/rp
Still later...
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to you, "Why do I get the feeling that you don't believe a word of anything you just said then?"
Santar appears from out of nowhere.shit
Santar leaps from the shadows and plunges a dagger into Flair's back!
Flair's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
Admiral Santar Darkwind, King of the Jungle says, "Party time!" w-what
Santar points an accusatory finger at Flair.
Santar takes a long drag off his pipe.
Flair opens his eyes and stretches languidly, a smile on his face.
Santar pricks Flair twice in rapid succession with his dirk.
Flair's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
Santar crafts a mysterious vision, directing it towards Flair.
Santar quickly binds up Flair's hands and feet, leaving him helpless.
You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Santar.
Santar gives Flair a friendly noogie.
Admiral Santar Darkwind, King of the Jungle chants, "Duanathar."
You say, "None of your booze-soaked, meandering words can do anything to---."
Flair opens his eyes and yawns mightily.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says, "Son of a . .." lol
a perfect ending to a perfect day
A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
Whoa whoa whoa, now, @Halos. Don't you be putting me down old man!
Halos arrives from the south. [here - Halos (1)]
You say to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "You occasionally have something interesting to say, but most of the time it's the same old tired rhetoric."
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Oh brother."
You say to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "Now, if you'll excuse me."
Halos looks at you in surprise. <---- shit why is Halos here THIS LOOKS BAD NOW I JUST CAME TO HARASS FLAIR WITH INSULTS
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "She's in love with me." <---- Thanks you old geezer
You look up into the air for divine inspiration.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says, "I can't say I blame her."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Oh my. Still chasing chaotic refreshments, hmmm." <---- I nearly punched you here
Halos wrinkles his nose and sniffs.
You say to Halos with a flowing, cultured accent, "Hardly."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Flair. I thought you were dead." Flapping his rotting ears from side to side, Fats searches the room for his Prophet.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "For a bit there, I thought I was too, old friend."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Who dug you up and breathed life into your horrid, rotting lungs enough for you to stagger out here again?"
Cynders attempts to stifle her amusement but cannot help laughing aloud. <---- Protege approves
Halos arches hairless eyebrows in amusement.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "Now let me explain. I understand where you are coming from, but from our position you have either acdepted Oblivion as ineveitable, which it is, or you are on the side of the Light."
You say sweetly to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "If you will deliver this to your son for me, I would appreciate it, Mad Prophet."
You thrust your arm out in a quick jab at Flair. You connect! <---- I just punched him instead
You incline your head politely.
You say with a flowing, cultured accent, "Duanathar." You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to on the clouds. Cynders follows you ether. On the clouds (indoors).
/rp
In truth, today I spent harvesting, killing Mhaldorians, rescuing protege from said Mhaldorians, yelled at Jinsun and Flair for being gross, and then spent quality time with the fiance and harvesting plants as I strolled about Sapience, not worried about Naga backstabs for the first time in a while.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Wasn't today but I ended up getting enemied to Cyrene.
Yeah I deserved it, but a couple drinks in, and having a soft spot for people that abuse/mistreat women. Worth it.
Sadly though, I will probably have nothing to do other than wait out my sentence, nice to see who is a real friend and who is not, as if I actually mean the city of Cyrene any actual harm.
Well, thanks for doing whatever it is you did, because for the first time ever I got to see Verrucht pissed for real real, not for play play.
Yeah, I guess I irritated him, which was never my intention, especially when insanely I said something via message to the effect of "well, I should be enemied, maybe this will give me something to log in for" because it causes tension, and can be interesting. Because the alternative is I keep showing up as little as I do, because nothing holds my attention, I don't get it. I would figure a friend would want me to log in and be around even if I am an enemy (not like I am going to lolraid Cyrene) for whatever ridiculous amount of time it is.
not my fault I want to turn a silly situation into something positive that "I" might be able to enjoy.
Today was a very interesting day for me. I decided to change class because I really was a sucky mage and decided to become a shaman. Upon doing so I became a Shamagi, harnessing the powers of Elementalism, Crystalism, Curses, Runelore and Vodun. For a brief time I was able to channel the elements while also being able to curse and sketch runes. I called myself Super Tsol'aa Man for approximately 3 Achaean days and almost brought about multiclassing single-handedly. That is until the Admins deflated my extremely clever mind and took away my super powers.
Today was a very interesting day for me. I decided to change class because I really was a sucky mage and decided to become a shaman. Upon doing so I became a Shamagi, harnessing the powers of Elementalism, Crystalism, Curses, Runelore and Vodun. For a brief time I was able to channel the elements while also being able to curse and sketch runes. I called myself Super Tsol'aa Man for approximately 3 Achaean days and almost brought about multiclassing single-handedly. That is until the Admins deflated my extremely clever mind and took away my super powers.
You are a scrub in the ways of multi class, young one. I am the original Sylvaccultist and Jesteronk. I am the chosen one of multi class.
Side note: Are you a dragon? I'm convinced this bug has something to do with quitting class while in dragon form.
Spent hours counting herbs, did some administration, taught a new ward, did the Loamweaving ritual, bloodlined a daughter, thought I was getting a whole day without exterminations, realised my mistake, tried to defend, ended up teaching two wards what extermination looks like.
Participated in the Loamweaving ritual, decided to bash a little. Computer crashes while fighting Belladona, the Demon Whore. Die, lose the experience I just gained, rage quit.
Kicked and punched @Seftin a little when he visited the treacherous mountain path. Went sailing after and did some Maritime-related administrative duties with @Praxides. Discussion about a ceremony for the post-war entertainment with @Jurixe. Received important letters and replied to them. Fell asleep on my keyboard while crafting a response to a responding letter. Sleepily finish my own and sent it out without checking for mistakes. Hope I didn't type anything hilariously wrong.
"Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"
Helped somebody get started again after a long absence on their part.
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
A dormant son of mine came back and I spent a while showing him around and talking to him. I hope he staaaaaaaays, have missed you @Tyur! Endured hassling from @Vrah about more kids (<3), talked about sekrit plans that hopefully will be less sekrit soon.
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Fuckin @Praxides is awesome. Helps with everything. Shows up to raid/defend/defile/raise/ANYTHING Halios announces on CT.
idk if it's just cause you're having fun with the game and you like participating, or if you're taking the mhaldor RP seriously, but kudos on embracing it, it's so much better when you do.
1. Died several times in raids, usually noticed thirty seconds after the fact. Raid defense is honestly kind of fun. I think I might have killed someone, but I can't tell in the melee.
2. I probably annoy the bejeezus out of my housemates, but hot damn the people in my Orgs are rad.
Sometimes people are just excessive enough to need to be silenced (from my end) for a couple days, man.
Best to just leave it at that.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Spent most of the night being both IC anxious and OOC anxious about performing in front of so many flippin' people at that ball. Tillie handles it much more smoothly than I would in real life.
And only just realized this morning that I received a letter(...?) while I was there, too.
Just having fun, throwing Tillie all over the place.
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@Aepas: I don't see the problem. I have known that it is the sole duty of humankind to travel the stars...to find new species to procreate with.
became un-dormant the other day, applied for targossas, did some defence of targossas and im still waiting on @greys to do my cleansing
Still later...
a perfect ending to a perfect day
@Halos: That Deucalion reaction is priceless.
Whoa whoa whoa, now, @Halos. Don't you be putting me down old man!
Halos arrives from the south.
[here - Halos (1)]
You say to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "You occasionally have something interesting to say, but most of the time it's the same old tired rhetoric."
Fats, a zombie elephant says, "Oh brother."
You say to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "Now, if you'll excuse me."
Halos looks at you in surprise. <---- shit why is Halos here THIS LOOKS BAD NOW I JUST CAME TO HARASS FLAIR WITH INSULTS
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "She's in love with me." <---- Thanks you old geezer
You look up into the air for divine inspiration.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says, "I can't say I blame her."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Oh my. Still chasing chaotic refreshments, hmmm." <---- I nearly punched you here
Halos wrinkles his nose and sniffs.
You say to Halos with a flowing, cultured accent, "Hardly."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Flair. I thought you were dead."
Flapping his rotting ears from side to side, Fats searches the room for his Prophet.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "For a bit there, I thought I was too, old friend."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Who dug you up and breathed life into your horrid, rotting lungs enough for you to stagger out here again?"
Cynders attempts to stifle her amusement but cannot help laughing aloud. <---- Protege approves
Halos arches hairless eyebrows in amusement.
Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah says to Halos, "Now let me explain. I understand where you are coming from, but from our position you have either acdepted Oblivion as ineveitable, which it is, or you are on the side of the Light."
You say sweetly to Flair with a flowing, cultured accent, "If you will deliver this to your son for me, I would appreciate it, Mad Prophet."
You thrust your arm out in a quick jab at Flair.
You connect! <---- I just punched him instead
You incline your head politely.
You say with a flowing, cultured accent, "Duanathar."
You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to on the clouds.
Cynders follows you ether.
On the clouds (indoors).
/rp
In truth, today I spent harvesting, killing Mhaldorians, rescuing protege from said Mhaldorians, yelled at Jinsun and Flair for being gross, and then spent quality time with the fiance and harvesting plants as I strolled about Sapience, not worried about Naga backstabs for the first time in a while.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Wasn't today but I ended up getting enemied to Cyrene.
Yeah I deserved it, but a couple drinks in, and having a soft spot for people that abuse/mistreat women. Worth it.
Sadly though, I will probably have nothing to do other than wait out my sentence, nice to see who is a real friend and who is not, as if I actually mean the city of Cyrene any actual harm.
Yeah, I guess I irritated him, which was never my intention, especially when insanely I said something via message to the effect of "well, I should be enemied, maybe this will give me something to log in for" because it causes tension, and can be interesting. Because the alternative is I keep showing up as little as I do, because nothing holds my attention, I don't get it. I would figure a friend would want me to log in and be around even if I am an enemy (not like I am going to lolraid Cyrene) for whatever ridiculous amount of time it is.
not my fault I want to turn a silly situation into something positive that "I" might be able to enjoy.
Today was a very interesting day for me. I decided to change class because I really was a sucky mage and decided to become a shaman. Upon doing so I became a Shamagi, harnessing the powers of Elementalism, Crystalism, Curses, Runelore and Vodun. For a brief time I was able to channel the elements while also being able to curse and sketch runes. I called myself Super Tsol'aa Man for approximately 3 Achaean days and almost brought about multiclassing single-handedly. That is until the Admins deflated my extremely clever mind and took away my super powers.
Multiclass in its early stages. I even taught him some Elementalism.
Was forced to go kickboxing by @Emtor. First time I've done any proper exercise in 7 months. Jesus christ all of my body.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
You are a scrub in the ways of multi class, young one. I am the original Sylvaccultist and Jesteronk. I am the chosen one of multi class.
Side note: Are you a dragon? I'm convinced this bug has something to do with quitting class while in dragon form.
Spent hours counting herbs, did some administration, taught a new ward, did the Loamweaving ritual, bloodlined a daughter, thought I was getting a whole day without exterminations, realised my mistake, tried to defend, ended up teaching two wards what extermination looks like.
I am a dragon, but I was not in dform when I quit class.
Participated in the Loamweaving ritual, decided to bash a little. Computer crashes while fighting Belladona, the Demon Whore. Die, lose the experience I just gained, rage quit.
Kicked and punched @Seftin a little when he visited the treacherous mountain path. Went sailing after and did some Maritime-related administrative duties with @Praxides. Discussion about a ceremony for the post-war entertainment with @Jurixe. Received important letters and replied to them. Fell asleep on my keyboard while crafting a response to a responding letter. Sleepily finish my own and sent it out without checking for mistakes. Hope I didn't type anything hilariously wrong.
I bought Earrings of Sinope.
Helped somebody get started again after a long absence on their part.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2
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Tablet finally arrived today. \o/
Much laziness ahead. Blowtorch + serverside curing. Yis.
Twisting to grasp Jinsun in your powerful jaws, you sink your teeth deep into his flesh before
tossing his helpless body into the air and catching him once more in your teeth.
You have slain Jinsun.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 101.
You have reached the illustrious level of 5th Heir to Ashaxei's Legacy.
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Pixie Queen or the Imp Lord task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet the Kobold King or the Pygmy Cook task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet Constable Beck or Blaan the Troll task! ***
*** Congratulations, you've just completed the Greet Hunter Ealeo or Guardian Niluint task! ***
The corpse of a llama cria falls from Jinsun's corpse.
(svo): Your max health increased by 61h/0% to 8751.
(svo): Your max mana increased by 45m/0% to 7085.
Died a few times to Cyrenian Guards, then got a dance from @Atalkez to drown out the sorrows of death.
Fuckin @Praxides is awesome. Helps with everything. Shows up to raid/defend/defile/raise/ANYTHING Halios announces on CT.
idk if it's just cause you're having fun with the game and you like participating, or if you're taking the mhaldor RP seriously, but kudos on embracing it, it's so much better when you do.
I am an alcohol consuming machine and I only died because I paused my system.
Sometimes people are just excessive enough to need to be silenced (from my end) for a couple days, man.
Best to just leave it at that.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Spent most of the night being both IC anxious and OOC anxious about performing in front of so many flippin' people at that ball. Tillie handles it much more smoothly than I would in real life.
And only just realized this morning that I received a letter(...?) while I was there, too.
Just having fun, throwing Tillie all over the place.