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Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 97.
You have reached the illustrious level of First Among the Hosts.
@Entaro @Eoka @Vierce
Tabor, the Sugardown announcer exclaims, "No more bets, the race is starting!"
*** The bell rings, the gates open, and the race is on! ***
Tabor, the Sugardown announcer exclaims, "The humgii practically explode out of the gates, with
Captain Munchies barely ahead of the rest of the pack!"
Vierce says, "This is the big on."
Vierce says, "One."
Vierce says, "I can feel it."
Tabor, the Sugardown announcer says, "Kiss My Sass takes first! But oh! Just as they hit the finish
line, Pants On Fire dashes ahead to take second, leaving Captain Munchies in third."
You have won 188 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: Kiss My Sass wins the race!
Eoka says, "You have won 375 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: 2 tickets on Kiss My Sass
wins the race!"
Entaro says, "You have won 188 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: Kiss My Sass wins the
Vierce says, "You have won 938 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: 5 tickets on Kiss My
Sass wins the race!"
Vierce says, "You have won 203 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: 5 tickets on Kiss My
Sass places second or better!"
Vierce says, "You have won 107 Bound Credit(s) on your bet: 5 tickets on Kiss My
Sass places third or better!"
I've been betting for months and I never win. That's amazing.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 98.
You have reached the illustrious level of Lord of Creation.
One step closer.
Throughout my time in Achaea, obtaining dragon was never really a goal I set for myself. It didn't seem pertinent to who my character was or what they were pursuing at the time. Now that the main part of that story seems to have played itself out, I'm glad that there are things like this to keep pursuing that give me purpose and excitement in a game.
Channeling the fury of battle, you prepare to unleash a brutally swift stroke against your foe.
Drawing back a runic bastard sword, you unleash a flesh-mincing blow at the fortress steward.
The fortress steward exclaims, "Guards, guards! An enemy of Sirocco is within the fortress!"
You have scored a WORLD-SHATTERING CRITICAL hit!!!
The fortress steward crumples to the floor, his beloved parchment list fluttering out of his
gnarled, elderly hand as death seizes upon him.
You have slain the fortress steward, 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 completed the Ashaxei's Brood resolution! Congratulations!
You just received message #1067 from Achaea.
You just received a group of 15 mementoes!
You have reached the illustrious level of Greater Dragon.
Huge thanks to my House, the Merchants, for their support, morale and otherwise. @Sydari thank you for sharing your sips with me, and your diabolical hanging of stockings at Dragonspire. @Ozmatiah thank you for lending me your hunting arties and helping reset areas along the last push. @Merewyn thank you for being you and always a constant positive force propelling me ever forward. @Laetetia thank you for your constant company and discussion as I mindlessly butchered my way through entire generations. @Killian thank you for your sharing of sips, and your ever eager promotion of having a new dragon to drag along on your dangerous adventures.
You rip into a flesh-eating slug with your massive, deadly claws.
You have slain a flesh-eating slug, retrieving the corpse.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power.
You have advanced to level 114.
You have reached the illustrious level of 3rd Echelon of the Paramount.
Look out @Penwize I'm coming for you....
Today I learned there can be floods caused by IG weather!!!
The western edge of the redwood forest.
Rain pours down from dark thunderclouds, only the merest hints of sunset breaking through.
You see exits leading north and east.
Occasional raindrops fall on your head as the drizzle continues.
Flowing waters begin to suddenly flood in around you.
The air temperature around you is measured at 85 F.
The apparent temperature is at a steady 85 F.
The relative humidity is at 75%.
The winds around you blow to the west at 11 mph.
Water rushes past as your surroundings flooded by the incessant rain.
This area is unnaturally flooded with water. Rain pours down from dark thunderclouds, only the merest hints of
sunset breaking through.
75% humidity, 30C and pouring down with rain?
Damn, if that humidity was like 23% higher it could be New Zealand.
Disappearing from Achaea for now. See you, space cowboy.
smileyface#8048 if you wanna chat.
I found this out when trying to implant some totems for someone and initially couldn't figure out why it wasn't working.
Congrats man. When I was going for dragon you had some words of encouragement for me and I think about that sometimes. Proud of you!
Yeah! Compulsive water-parting around Targ during rainstorms may or may not Halos' way of dealing with traumatic memories that definitely don't subconsciously creep from the back of his mind from a small incident that happened a quarter millennium ago.
Today was boring but YESTERDAY Soles got his head chomped by his nephew dragon and threatened from someone saying they would TRUENAME him LOL
Learned to speak Tsol'dasi AND went through the process of becoming an Initiate of Life in the Cabal of Life. Istarion is a lot of fun to explore.
You slip behind a deadly obsidian scorpion and garrote him with your whip.
You have scored an ANNIHILATINGLY POWERFUL CRITICAL hit!
You have slain a deadly obsidian scorpion, retrieving the corpse.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 128.
You have reached the illustrious level of 7th Level of Penwizian Fortitude.
A large pile of sovereigns spills from the corpse, flying into your hands before they can reach the
You have found Red Dragon leather (level 3) talisman piece! (Count: 4)
The death of the corpse of a deadly obsidian scorpion fuels the fires that rage within an armoured
So I like to take my hunting gold and bet it on roulette for credits. If I win, I buy 1 credit. If I lose, I keep betting until I get a win or lose everything. I was up about 6 or 7 credits before I was down to my last 23k. I -never- bet on single numbers, usually go 50/50 odds for maximum potential.
You place a straight-up bet of 22000 gold sovereigns on 11.
Ardak, the roulette attendant exclaims, "Place your bets!"
Ardak, the roulette attendant sets the roulette wheel spinning and throws in the ball.
You put 379 gold sovereigns in a wyrmskin pack bearing the arms of the Straw Folk clan.
The ball whirrs around the outside track of the roulette wheel.
You grow still and begin to silently pray for preservation of your soul while you are out of the land. Here's where I assume I'm losing the gold so I'm QQ'ing
The ball drops into the 11 pocket.
Ardak, the roulette attendant exclaims, "No more bets!"
Ardak, the roulette attendant pushes 792000 gold sovereigns to you.
Ardak, the roulette attendant sweeps all losing bets off the table.
You cease your praying.
Not impressive as Cooper's but go me
The ball drops into the 4 pocket.
Ardak, the roulette attendant pushes 200000 gold sovereigns to you.
The ball drops into the 7 pocket.
Ardak, the roulette attendant pushes 400000 gold sovereigns to you.
Ardak, the roulette attendant pushes 1600000 gold sovereigns to you.
11 is my lucky number I guess.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 80.
You have reached the illustrious level of Logosian.
Yay! No more passing out randomly!
You feel a tangible increase in your worldly experience as the quest "A Priestess' Voyage" is
With the completion of your adventure, you feel your renown grow to new heights! (You gain 290
You receive 3 bound credits. You have now earned all of the credits you may through adventuring for
the time being!
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 112.
You have reached the illustrious level of 5th Echelon of the Paramount.
I have always been a strong proponent of, "If something stops being fun for you, stop doing it." - Bye friends.
@Saonji makes sense, why I often took long breaks from the game. To new horizons!
"Unnaturally flooded" 🤔
Today I proved myself as an avid explorer and gained access to the secret -redacted-.
Awash in lambent splendour, Deucalion manifests.
Imaan, Priestess of Targossas smiles at Deucalion.
Imaan, Priestess of Targossas says, "Hello, Deucalion! Can you tell me the theme of the prayer and colour of the prayer bead this month?"
Imaan is testing fate, but she will know this month's theme and bead color by any means.
This is honestly a running theme/joke with Deucalion and the denizens of Targossas.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
Finished all the tasks and now a full member of the Heartwood Kin! Thankies @Aelyn @Argwin @Zerboxx @Keyo and @Adrik for being there for the ritual :) This is the first time I've ever become a full member of a House and I'm honestly really happy to have accomplished it ^^
Decided it was finally time to do something different, so I left Cyrene after 42 years.
Thank you to @Keorin, @Pani, and many others for always being down to get into combat (mostly when I was more active) and always having fun with it.
@Stefana & @Thaisen are my family forever, but were supportive of my decision if it makes me wake up more <3
Many others who made Cyrene a blast over the years. Unsure what is next, but I am definitely looking forward to doing something different for awhile.
Faffing about, experimenting and sciencing aggressively, resulting in an explosion and unfortunate release of rat golems:
A resounding boom echoes from the subdivision as a pillar of multi-coloured flame erupts from the premises of Ashaela & Darke, followed by a column of thick black smoke.
A rising chittering precedes an especially loud crack through the air as a horde of rats escape from the Ashaela & Darke compound, congealing into massive humanoid shapes that lumber away towards the sewers.
A chorus of deafening squeaks echoes from the sewer grates, followed by the unsettling sucking sound of dozens of giant leeches feasting on hapless masses of rats.
Not sure who it was, but thank you for joining in the fun.
P.S. Since the golems were devoured by leeches, we are not in any way responsible thank you. Any complaints can be forwarded to our legal department.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 102.
You have reached the illustrious level of 4th Heir to Ashaxei's Legacy.
Here's to 102 not taking nearly as long as 101!