Just a massive thank you to whoever it was in the Garden that took time out of their day last night to animate a gull and have a bit of fun RP with me while I was out at sea.
After a 14 hour day at work I was far too brain dead to engage with as much energy and fun as the other person was exhibiting so I hope they know that the amount of time they invested in to the exchange was really meaningful to me. (Also to be honest the whole situation caught me off guard and I was kind of stumped through most of it on how Draekar would respond in a way that wasn't "kill gull" and continue with what he was doing)
The little things that animate the world around you and give you a real sense of immersion are probably the best and most enjoyable RP exchanges for me as a player so it was greatly appreciated!
Just a massive thank you to whoever it was in the Garden that took time out of their day last night to animate a gull and have a bit of fun RP with me while I was out at sea.
After a 14 hour day at work I was far too brain dead to engage with as much energy and fun as the other person was exhibiting so I hope they know that the amount of time they invested in to the exchange was really meaningful to me. (Also to be honest the whole situation caught me off guard and I was kind of stumped through most of it on how Draekar would respond in a way that wasn't "kill gull" and continue with what he was doing)
The little things that animate the world around you and give you a real sense of immersion are probably the best and most enjoyable RP exchanges for me as a player so it was greatly appreciated!
You met the new AI? Neat!
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
2020/10/10 00:17:33 - The City of Cyrene has declared a sanctioned raid against the City. 2020/10/10 00:34:13 - XXXXX has disarmed a hostile tank. THEIR FRIENDS assisted in the defence. 2020/10/10 00:34:13 - The City of Cyrene has withdrawn from the City, ending the sanctioned raid.
I will provide no context.
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."
@ Verdell Yah I been taking it slow on the bashing since reaching Dragon. Doesn't help I am Marked for Death either and am constantly dueling and dying, good fun though!
I'm just hunting enough to not lose to much experience now, but I could really use those 25 Credits.
I really enjoyed this little interaction before the closing events of the Symposium, and the following shenanigans and executions that followed from the hip flask falling out of my inventory! Love you all, Mhaldor.
Your throat burns as cinnamon-infused whiskey washes past your tongue, the smoky liquor searing your mouth with bursts of spicy heat that slowly subside to a mellow tingle and the harsh aftertaste of burnt wood.
Finreir, of Vertan tilts his head at you while rubbing his chin, thoughtfully declaring "Hrm."
Finreir, of Vertan says something unintelligible.
You have emoted: Taryius' lips peel into a smirk as he glances at Finreir.
Tilting his head back, Finreir, of Vertan takes a long swig of a golden hip flask with one hand.
You have emoted: With a gleam of recognition in his eyes, Taryius raises his flask towards Finreir.
Your throat burns as cinnamon-infused whiskey washes past your tongue, the smoky liquor searing your mouth with bursts of spicy heat that slowly subside to a mellow tingle and the harsh aftertaste of burnt wood.
Finreir, of Vertan ponders you with a contemplative expression.
Finreir, of Vertan gives a golden hip flask to you.
Large enough to be comparable in size to small barrels, the golden exterior of this oversized hip flask bears little in the way of nick or dent, its sheen untarnished by the rigours of travel and the road. A series of etchings displaying gour, xabat, and other fantastical beasts of Vertan march about the surface, while entwined amidst the decorative markings are strange words and phrases in all manner of foreign tongues, no one language seemingly the same as any other. Capped by a diamond stopper, the crystalline embellishment offers a fractured view into darkened depths within the container's interior.
It weighs about 5 pounds.
Vodka sloshes about in it.
There are 47 sips remaining.
You have acted: Taryius' smiles briefly as he glances down at the golden flask in his hands, before quietly handing a hip flask of conflagrated steel containing holocaust whiskey to Finreir, of Vertan in return.
Tilting your head back, you take a swig of a golden hip flask with both hands, the urge to cough and splutter almost overtaking you as the cold burn of the liquid runs down your throat and into your stomach.
Your vision swims as the burning sensation redoubles, before finally fading away into a pleasurable warmth
Finreir, of Vertan tells you in Tsol'dasi, "A more appropriately sized, Vertan-fermented vodka. Though unfortunately only some four sips remain in mine, but you are very small, after all. Perhaps it will be more for you."
Thank you to everyone who attended, I think I speak for all the performers when I say it was wonderful to have such diverse crowds. I hope there was something in it for every single character that made it, whether it was a chance to roll their eyes at an arrogant stance or feel a moment of inspiration, or anything in between.
To the Cyrenians who worked on it- @Perl, @Kaden, @Laedha, @Keorin, thank you for being fun and easy to work with! You were great.
And to my partners-in-crime, @Taryius and @Stheno, all the love in the world. You guys are fantastic, and you make your team better day in and day out by virtue of being here, with your creativity and your dedication to creating content for others and your presence as characters. I love playing with you both.
Thank you to everyone who attended, I think I speak for all the performers when I say it was wonderful to have such diverse crowds. I hope there was something in it for every single character that made it, whether it was a chance to roll their eyes at an arrogant stance or feel a moment of inspiration, or anything in between.
To the Cyrenians who worked on it- @Perl, @Kaden, @Laedha, @Keorin, thank you for being fun and easy to work with! You were great.
And to my partners-in-crime, @Taryius and @Stheno, all the love in the world. You guys are fantastic, and you make your team better day in and day out by virtue of being here, with your creativity and your dedication to creating content for others and your presence as characters. I love playing with you both.
That was so much fun. I'm glad y'all proposed it and we finally got it done! Planning and performing with @Stheno was exactly why I love to RP being a musician.
Dragged (some forcibly) people to do some ritual duelling. Big thanks to the people that showed up, and Aegoth for stepping up when I wasn't sure I'd be around! It's a different sort of thing in Achaea, but I like the chance it gives to be creative and interact in a different way. Plus at least my way, someone still dies at the end!
Fond thoughts of your homeland, Hashan, fill your head as you leave it, ready to embark on new adventures elsewhere.
You assume the mantle of your family, henceforth being known as Adrik Bergson.
(svof): Your max mana decreased by 496m/10% to 4968.
Heck. Forgot about moon.
I know our characters butted heads a few times but I really appreciated and enjoyed the extra edge the "ex targies" have brought to Hashan, you being part of that. I'll miss our raids and little two man adventures, but hope you enjoy wherever you take Adrik next.
Fond thoughts of your homeland, Hashan, fill your head as you leave it, ready to embark on new adventures elsewhere.
You assume the mantle of your family, henceforth being known as Adrik Bergson.
(svof): Your max mana decreased by 496m/10% to 4968.
Heck. Forgot about moon.
I know our characters butted heads a few times but I really appreciated and enjoyed the extra edge the "ex targies" have brought to Hashan, you being part of that. I'll miss our raids and little two man adventures, but hope you enjoy wherever you take Adrik next.
"Maybe in the next life.. we can hold hands."
RIP Sobriquet/Adrik adventures tugging a totem real good.
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After a 14 hour day at work I was far too brain dead to engage with as much energy and fun as the other person was exhibiting so I hope they know that the amount of time they invested in to the exchange was really meaningful to me. (Also to be honest the whole situation caught me off guard and I was kind of stumped through most of it on how Draekar would respond in a way that wasn't "kill gull" and continue with what he was doing)
The little things that animate the world around you and give you a real sense of immersion are probably the best and most enjoyable RP exchanges for me as a player so it was greatly appreciated!
2020/10/10 00:34:13 - XXXXX has disarmed a hostile tank. THEIR FRIENDS assisted in the defence.
2020/10/10 00:34:13 - The City of Cyrene has withdrawn from the City, ending the sanctioned raid.
I will provide no context.
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."
We just want @Nephiny.
Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
smileyface#8048 if you wanna chat.
She will come because she wants to.
And that will make you want to.
The deathball just got ten more >:[
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
You can also come.
Pedal to the medal for another week or so.. then I think it's time to chill on the bashing and do other things
First deeds line in I don't know how long. Kinda cool!
Thank you @Minkai, @Elyra, @Farrah, @Mezghar, @Ciania, @Aliede, @Krizal, @Embrelle, and @Kshavatra!
I had been neglecting my free wheel spins up until now, but I definitely won't for the rest of the month!
Does this mean I'm officially part of the Penwize fan club?
Your throat burns as cinnamon-infused whiskey washes past your tongue, the smoky liquor searing your mouth with bursts of spicy heat that slowly subside to a mellow tingle and the harsh aftertaste of burnt wood.
Finreir, of Vertan tilts his head at you while rubbing his chin, thoughtfully declaring "Hrm."
Finreir, of Vertan says something unintelligible.
You have emoted: Taryius' lips peel into a smirk as he glances at Finreir.
Tilting his head back, Finreir, of Vertan takes a long swig of a golden hip flask with one hand.
You have emoted: With a gleam of recognition in his eyes, Taryius raises his flask towards Finreir.
Your throat burns as cinnamon-infused whiskey washes past your tongue, the smoky liquor searing your mouth with bursts of spicy heat that slowly subside to a mellow tingle and the harsh aftertaste of burnt wood.
Finreir, of Vertan ponders you with a contemplative expression.
Finreir, of Vertan gives a golden hip flask to you.
Large enough to be comparable in size to small barrels, the golden exterior of this oversized hip flask bears little in the way of nick or dent, its sheen untarnished by the rigours of travel and the road. A series of etchings displaying gour, xabat, and other fantastical beasts of Vertan march about the surface, while entwined amidst the decorative markings are strange words and phrases in all manner of foreign tongues, no one language seemingly the same as any other. Capped by a diamond stopper, the crystalline embellishment offers a fractured view into darkened depths within the container's interior.
It weighs about 5 pounds.
Vodka sloshes about in it.
There are 47 sips remaining.
You have acted: Taryius' smiles briefly as he glances down at the golden flask in his hands, before quietly handing a hip flask of conflagrated steel containing holocaust whiskey to Finreir, of Vertan in return.
Tilting your head back, you take a swig of a golden hip flask with both hands, the urge to cough and splutter almost overtaking you as the cold burn of the liquid runs down your throat and into your stomach.
Your vision swims as the burning sensation redoubles, before finally fading away into a pleasurable warmth
Finreir, of Vertan tells you in Tsol'dasi, "A more appropriately sized, Vertan-fermented vodka. Though unfortunately only some four sips remain in mine, but you are very small, after all. Perhaps it will be more for you."
Sobriety : feeling sick
Thank you to everyone who attended, I think I speak for all the performers when I say it was wonderful to have such diverse crowds. I hope there was something in it for every single character that made it, whether it was a chance to roll their eyes at an arrogant stance or feel a moment of inspiration, or anything in between.
To the Cyrenians who worked on it- @Perl, @Kaden, @Laedha, @Keorin, thank you for being fun and easy to work with! You were great.
And to my partners-in-crime, @Taryius and @Stheno, all the love in the world. You guys are fantastic, and you make your team better day in and day out by virtue of being here, with your creativity and your dedication to creating content for others and your presence as characters. I love playing with you both.
(svof): Your max mana decreased by 496m/10% to 4968.
Heck. Forgot about moon.
RIP Sobriquet/Adrik adventures tugging a totem real good.