NOBODY autos anything, but to get good you gotta auto everything. I just assume everyone autos and I'm too lazy to join that club. Back to watching gumball with the gum son!
One of the public places I frequent blocked the Achaea forums. I tested on the other IRE games to find Imperian and Starmourn also blocked, but not Aetolia or Lusternia.
This hollowed out mammoth tusk forms an armband that fits around the forearm, polished to an ivory sheen. Glowing lines of pale blue form patterns over the surface, resembling falling snowflakes. The inscriptions come together in the middle of the armband to display a pupil-less eye, always gazing outward.
It weighs 2 ounce(s).
It possesses the artefact power of celerity.
It bears the distinctive mark of Tysandr.
It will reset to you.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
You strike at a House Tsez air mage's translucent shield with a Scimitar of Falcons, drawing the outline of a rough rune that detonates, consuming the shield.
You slash into a House Tsez air mage with a Scimitar of Falcons.
You have scored a CRITICAL hit!
You slash into a House Tsez air mage with a Scimitar of Falcons.
You have scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit!
You have slain a House Tsez air mage, retrieving the corpse.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 100.
You have reached the illustrious level of The Dragon Lord.
You have received 25 Bound Credits!
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
Teaching @Stheno how to serp and she gets her first truelock:
You cheer wildly!
You look surprised and say in a clear, confident voice, "You did it."
You begin feeling slightly flushed. You may utilise the tree tattoo again.
Stheno claps her hands together merrily.
Blood begins to slowly drip from your nose.
You cough suddenly, expelling black fluid with bits of what looks to be tissue suspended in it.
You say in a clear, confident voice, "W-why did you add voyria."
Your legs tremble slightly as a yellow jaundice begins to creep through your now-pale features.
The dark void of terror fills your mind as, horribly, blood begins to seep out of every pore on your body.
Stheno brightly asks in Mhaldorian in a golden voice, "Why not?"
Your body begins to convulse, and as a scream that won't come claws frantically at your throat, your back snaps from the sheer force of the spasms, killing you instantly. You have been slain by Stheno.
Today I learned about bamboo and broken fingers, averted a “who is prettier death trap”, spoke about cooking and tailoring, played with suicidemice and had a great time with my mentor and the rest of Mhaldor!
Oh and an Ashtani appeared out of nowhere and killed my friend and all I did was bop his nose and slip him mickeys and itchpowder; I learned and I’ll get you next time though!
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Then proceed to kill them.
( @Talamond)
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
Results of disembowel testing | Knight limb counter | GMCP AB files
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
Results of disembowel testing | Knight limb counter | GMCP AB files
Priceless.
https://www.takethis.org
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
https://www.takethis.org
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
<forumrp>
WE DONT AUTO ANYTHING YOU FILTHY SCRUB GET GUD
<\forumrp>
I find this highly suspicious.
https://www.takethis.org
You look surprised and say in a clear, confident voice, "You did it."
You begin feeling slightly flushed.
You may utilise the tree tattoo again.
Stheno claps her hands together merrily.
Blood begins to slowly drip from your nose.
You cough suddenly, expelling black fluid with bits of what looks to be tissue suspended in it.
You say in a clear, confident voice, "W-why did you add voyria."
Your legs tremble slightly as a yellow jaundice begins to creep through your now-pale features.
The dark void of terror fills your mind as, horribly, blood begins to seep out of every pore on your body.
Stheno brightly asks in Mhaldorian in a golden voice, "Why not?"
Your body begins to convulse, and as a scream that won't come claws frantically at your throat, your back snaps from the
sheer force of the spasms, killing you instantly.
You have been slain by Stheno.
Never trust a blonde
Oh and an Ashtani appeared out of nowhere and killed my friend and all I did was bop his nose and slip him mickeys and itchpowder; I learned and I’ll get you next time though!
You quickly assemble an amulet of misty ice.
You are now wearing an amulet of misty ice.
Durzaan says, "What's that?"
You say, "Buckawn's!"
You squeal in excitement.
Comprehension flashes across Durzaan's face.
You dodge nimbly aside as sticky webbing sprays out from Durzaan.