Then, a cold voice, infinitely austere, intones into your ear: "No."
A cold wind blows from the Vashnars, and the glittering Citadel of Shallam goes chill and dark at the abandonment of the last of the Te'serra.
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours."
The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the Jade Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!"
Delphinus said: Curtains of greenish fire dance in the skies, mingling with the redolent, never-changing storm clouds that hang in the skies of Sapience.
I'm not sure what redolent means here. Even if we can smell the clouds (have any of the new weather-ish messages mentioned that and I missed it?), it seems like a strange way to describe them.
A pillar of jade flame shoots skyward from the region of Shallam, setting the sky ablaze.
Curtains of greenish fire dance in the skies, mingling with the redolent, never-changing storm clouds that hang in the skies of Sapience.
With a great shudder, the clouds part, revealing a glittering aperture to a realm of crystal and jade.
Then, a cold voice, infinitely austere, intones into your ear: "No."
The aubergine fire crackles about the aperture, revealing a tall, spare figure standing just within. She gazes down upon Sapience for a long, silent moment.
Then, without speaking further, She turns away, and the gate seals behind Her.
A woman in ebony robes shouts, "Do you hear me, Sapience? I speak for Her: the Lady Lorielan will never be a pawn again! So saith She, and pray it is the last you hear from Her before your dying day."
A cold wind blows from the Vashnars, and the glittering Citadel of Shallam goes chill and dark at the abandonment of the last of the Te'serra.
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours." (zomg)
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "You're surprised by this? Fools to the last."
The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the
Jade Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!"
Saint-Archmage Ashed Silverhand, Stormbringer General shouts, "Every Darkness has its Dawn. The Light shall shine once more in time."
Ringing through the ether on a resonating harmonic, the voice of the Great Bard resounds, "The Jade of contentment, and Jade of envy. The Jade of jealously and satisfaction. She has always been Her true colour, and the time will come for Her to be the Jade of guilt."
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tl;dr
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
A pillar of jade flame shoots skyward from the region of Shallam, setting the sky ablaze.
Curtains of greenish fire dance in the skies, mingling with the redolent, never-changing storm clouds that hang in the skies of Sapience.
With a great shudder, the clouds part, revealing a glittering aperture to a realm of crystal and jade.
Then, a cold voice, infinitely austere, intones into your ear: "No."
The aubergine fire crackles about the aperture, revealing a tall, spare figure standing just within. She gazes down upon Sapience for a long, silent moment.
Then, without speaking further, She turns away, and the gate seals behind Her.
A woman in ebony robes shouts, "Do you hear me, Sapience? I speak for Her: the Lady Lorielan will never be a pawn again! So saith She, and pray it is the last you hear from Her before your dying day."
A cold wind blows from the Vashnars, and the glittering Citadel of Shallam goes chill and dark at the abandonment of the last of the Te'serra.
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours." (zomg)
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "You're surprised by this? Fools to the last."
The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the
Jade Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!"
Saint-Archmage Ashed Silverhand, Stormbringer General shouts, "Every Darkness has its Dawn. The Light shall shine once more in time."
Ringing through the ether on a resonating harmonic, the voice of the Great Bard resounds, "The Jade of contentment, and Jade of envy. The Jade of jealously and satisfaction. She has always been Her true colour, and the time will come for Her to be the Jade of guilt."
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tl;dr
You tell Ambassador Hiroma Moliuvia, Iron Alchemist, "Cue nihilist/Babel
shouting about oblivion OR mhaldorian/sartan shouting about Evil." 5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk-22:28:32.296
Thousands
of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the
cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours." 5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk- 22:28:44.640 The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the Jade Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!" 5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk- 22:29:28.531
Damn, I should have said AND/OR.
You know, that one thing at that one place, with that one person.
Spectacularly stunning turn of events for Lys. Never been so excited and mad at the same time. Mind is still racing on how to play this through. +1 for melodrama.
That was beautifully cold and entirely unexpected. I'm really wondering what happens with Shallam now. Can't decide if I should call off work 'sick' tomorrow or not just in case the event progresses, because I really don't want to miss it.
This is a request to @Bonko, I need Lorielan characterized by a gif but I can't figure out what to search for to find it. It's a black guy sliding open the 'screen', seeing something, freaking out, and closing the 'screen' again. It's an older gif but I believe in you.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
@Jarrod: I've only gotten into gifs recently (since whenever I started posting them on these forums) and I haven't seen the one you've described but I'll have a look around.
For some reason what Lorielan did made me think of this (particularly the second two pictures):
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I normally have mixed feelings about Delph's posts, but I wish I could like this twice. Any volunteers?
He is going to leave Mhaldor and join with his true love Lorielan, the war will continue and both will die, get with the script!
A cold wind blows from the Vashnars, and the glittering Citadel of Shallam goes chill and dark at the abandonment of the last of the Te'serra.
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours."
The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the Jade Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!"
Harsh...rejected
A pillar of jade flame shoots skyward from the region of Shallam, setting the sky ablaze.
Curtains of greenish fire dance in the skies, mingling with the redolent, never-changing storm clouds that hang in the skies of Sapience.
With a great shudder, the clouds part, revealing a glittering aperture to a realm of crystal and jade.
Then I was like 'It was just world emotes and some yelling, nevermind.'
You can't trust the heathens.
Welcome to the text world, jackass!
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
So... when does the weather change again? I think if I see the word "aubergine" again, I might puke blood.
Googling it didn't help. Got a picture of an eggplant. Sky is full of eggplant lightning.
You tell Ambassador Hiroma Moliuvia, Iron Alchemist, "Cue nihilist/Babel shouting about oblivion OR mhaldorian/sartan shouting about Evil."
5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk- 22:28:32.296
Thousands of daemons howl and shriek as Sartan, the Malevolent roars above the cacophony, "So the Jade bitch shows her true colours."
5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk- 22:28:44.640
The heavens shiver with foul portent as the rumbling voice of Babel resounds, "And so the Jade
Throne sits occupied once more, in accordance with fate. Long live the Jade Empress! Long live the
lightless Jewel of the abandoned East!"
5237h, 4578m|100%m, 100%e, 100%w, kai, ex, 7.8%, cdbk- 22:29:28.531
Damn, I should have said AND/OR.
Yea, that one!
That was beautifully cold and entirely unexpected. I'm really wondering what happens with Shallam now. Can't decide if I should call off work 'sick' tomorrow or not just in case the event progresses, because I really don't want to miss it.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."