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And also, I loved that whole thing. I loved that it happened. I loved that so many turned up, and I loved how the whole thing went down. Bravo! This is the kind of stuff that makes Achaea so damn addictive.
This was a really promising start to the games, it was lovely to see people from all over participating. There was even a stray Targossian, which was kind of interesting. I can't wait to see the upcoming events!
I turned into a bush...
Anyways. Here's what happened to me today.
(Party): You say, "Hnngh Jurixe is like."
(Party): You say, "Right over there."
(Party): Person says, "But?"
(Party): You say, "Cant see her."
(Party): You say, "Hidden."
(Party): Person says, "You want to RP with her, you mean?"
(Party): You say, "Yeah apparently shes pretty cool, but she's not in my room."
Narrowing your eyes, you squint off toward the west.
Drake Gloom. (indoors)
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A logosmas stocking
has been hung here, awaiting gifts. A crimson orb circling its brow, a Khaal Theurgist floats here
surveying the surroundings. There are 4 Blackrock clerics here. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. Insid'ari Ailea, the Ebon Adjutant is here, shrouded. You see
a sign indicating there are WARES for sale here.
You can see no further.
(Party): You say, "Fuck it yolo."
You beckon to a dirangi cub.
A dirangi cub scampers happily toward you and rubs up against your leg.
WEST
Drake Gloom. (indoors)
The door to the east slams shut.
Proprietor: Insid'ari Nylian Seren, Unholy Chancellor.
--------(Item)------(Description)------------------------------(Stock)--(Price)
(Party): You say, "-heavy breathing, pretends to shop-."
You have emoted: Cecelia dips in a polite curtsey.
With evident regard, Ailea makes the sign of the Seven to you.
You pay 8000 sovereigns and receive groups of 500 magnesium chips.
You store 500 magnesium, bringing the total in the rift to 712.
You have stored everything in your rift that you are able.
(Party): You say, "-buys minerals even though she uses herbs-."
Ailea says to Jurixe something unintelligible.
(Party): You say, "-pretends to just notice Jurixe-."
Comprehension flashes across your face.
You curtsey respectfully before Jurixe.
Ailea says to you, "Greetings."
Jurixe flicks a glance at you briefly, before giving you a slight nod.
(Party): Person says, "Rofl."
(Party): You say, "Hahaha."
You smile sheepishly and stare at your feet.
You quietly ask Jurixe in a wary voice, "You are one of the founders of the Restoration, yes?"
Comprehension gleams in Jurixe's eyes, and she nods once more, eyeing you with renewed interest.
Jurixe says to you in a low, silken voice, "I am. Why do you inquire?"
(Party): You say, "Omg ITS HAPPENINGGGG."
You have slain Underlord Seroth, retrieving the corpse.
You have learned a new Attainment ability: Dragonhood.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 99.
You have reached the illustrious level of Greater Dragon.
Its been a long time coming but I'm finally a dragon. I decided to burn through the hunting before the XP race began to avoid the traffic. Thanks for all the congrats messages. Now I have a whole new tree of skills to analyze and ask about.
You have reached the illustrious level of 82nd step to Divinity.
One more done, just in time for the XP events!
Also, summoned my inner Ethan Hunt and along with @Khalyon and @Layta, we snuck into Hashan, pilfered some warhammer proficiency for me, and snuck back out before getting ganked. That was some adrenaline pumping stuff right there, and man was it fun.
Also, Hashan,
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
Earys, an Aegosi raider shouts, "You think you'll get away with this a second time?!"
Guess I live here now.
"Hey what's this rock, I better touch it"
A single inanimate rock with sharp edges: half the playerbase.
On top of that, I've been slowly moving Synthus toward speaking his mind a bit more and speaking from the heart about how he feels on things. Recently that's been ramping up, and after a particular event occurred yesterday and some discussion abounded on CT, he made a statement that I thought would have been unfavorable, and considering @Neraeos weighed in and was present too, I wasn't sure if he was about to get zapped or not.
Instead, there were a number of people that reached out to him individually, telling him either "well said", "couldn't have said it better myself", or other similar praises. From an IC perspective, you guys made a tiny little leezard happy and have been helping to build up what was pretty much priorly non-existent self-esteem. From a player perspective, you guys are just great.
Edit: Fine, no more fresh feesh for Zbaco.
(just kidding, you gets all da feesh)
I think there's a little more top-level logistics going on though before anything gets finalized and events/duties get delegated. So for right now, I'm an on-call scribe, which I'm rather enjoying.
Props to both sides for fighting it out. I had a blast.
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."
The warp and weft of the Weave shift as Tlalaiad manifests, His form outlined in crawling script.
You have emoted: Taryius lowers his head only slightly towards Tlalaiad.