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• Tharvis The Land of Beer and Chocolate!

  November 2013

  Achilles said:

  Tharvis said:

  Eh? that veil peirce doesn't get interrupted by dieing? what trickery is this!

  It does, he did it again on burst.

  oh, did not see, my bad!

  Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!"
  Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
  Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."

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• Santar

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  @Xer World's worst timing. I'm literally just bashing unsidhe, didn't know anyone else was in Annwyn, and..

  
  

  
  

  A lavish chamber (indoors).

  A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.  

  Anicetus Lucoster, Champion of the Smith is here, sprawled on the floor. Father 

  Xer Savril, Messiah of the Damned is here. He is rapidly swinging a sword above 

  his head.

  You see exits leading south, down (open door), and in (open door).

  
  

  Me: Oh snap it's Xer oh snap let's attack him.

  
  

  7550h, 6105m, 36022e, 32110w cexkdb-02:03:35:411

  There is no exit in that direction.

  7550h, 6105m, 36022e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:35:628

  Anicetus takes some balm from a vial and rubs it on his legs.

  7550h, 6105m, 36022e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:36:030

  Ahh, I am truly sorry, but I do not see anyone by that name here.

  7550h, 6105m, 36022e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:36:115

  Before the royal chambers (indoors).

   

  A spacious antechamber (indoors).

  An Unsidhe Fomori lurches about here, corrupting his surroundings. Floating with 

  eerie grace, an Unsidhe Banshee is here.

  You can see no further.

  7550h, 6105m, 36022e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:36:210

  Anicetus takes a drink from an oaken vial.

  7550h, 6105m, 36042e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:37:070

  You detect nothing here by that name.

  7550h, 6105m, 36042e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:37:147

  Anicetus takes some balm from a vial and rubs it on his arms.

  7550h, 6105m, 36042e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:37:394

  Anicetus eats a plumbum flake.

  7550h, 6105m, 36042e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:37:638

  A look of extreme focus crosses the face of Anicetus.

  7550h, 6105m, 36042e, 32128w cexkdb-02:03:37:884

  Target: Xer

  Fixing your gaze upon Xer, you begin a low keening, exercising your mastery of 

  the Veil to bind your foe.

  7550h, 5705m, 35992e, 32028w cxkdb-02:03:39:480(-400)

  You take a drink from a snow blossom vial.

  Your mind feels stronger and more alert.

  7550h, 6605m, 35992e, 32046w cxkdb-02:03:39:579(+900)

  A lavish chamber (indoors).

  This circular chamber is a crossroads of sorts, allowing those who make it this 

  far a choice. Towards the south, an open archway chiselled from the ebony-

  lacquered wood leads into a sprawling and spacious suite reserved for those 

  royal enough to earn the privilege. Another set of deep mahogany doors stand 

  closed, the golden handles worked into the twisted shape of wings. Carved over 

  the surface of the wood and along its framework is the depiction of scrolling 

  ivy twisting around magnificent pictographs of fairies. This is unmistakeably 

  the entrance to the court where the noble residents of this castle entertain, or 

  torture, their guests. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is 

  on the ground.  Father Xer Savril, Messiah of the Damned is here. He is rapidly 

  swinging a sword above his head. Anicetus Lucoster, Champion of the Smith is 

  here, sprawled on the floor.

  You see exits leading south, down (open door), and in (open door).

  7550h, 6605m, 35992e, 32046w cxkdb-02:03:40:454

  Xer begins to bear down on Anicetus with his whirling bastard sword.

  7550h, 6605m, 35992e, 32046w cxkdb-02:03:40:458

  You say, "Oh."

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32046w cxkdb-02:03:40:768

  Before the royal chambers (indoors).

   

  A spacious antechamber (indoors).

  An Unsidhe Fomori lurches about here, corrupting his surroundings. Floating with 

  eerie grace, an Unsidhe Banshee is here.

  You can see no further.

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32046w cxkdb-02:03:41:363

  ----------------------EQUILIBRIUM-----------------------

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32046w cexkdb-02:03:42:039

  Ahh, I am truly sorry, but I do not see anyone by that name here.

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32046w cexkdb-02:03:42:332

  You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32064w cexkdb-02:03:44:074

  You cannot see that being here.

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32064w cexkdb-02:03:44:144

  Abruptly the keening ends, and a blossom of ethereal tendrils bursts from Xer's 

  chest, ensnaring him in a web of undulating bonds.

  7550h, 6605m, 36012e, 32064w cexkdb-02:03:44:416

  Anicetus takes a drink from an oaken vial.

  7550h, 6605m, 36032e, 32064w cexkdb-02:03:44:661

  Target: xer

  Xer ceases to wield a Delosian bastard sword.

  
  

  
  

  Poor bastard probably been working on that kill for several minutes then I walk in and screw it all up for him at random. Not to mention if I had came in 2 seconds later he'd of got that behead.

  
  

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• Eld

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  Achilles said:

  Tharvis said:

  Eh? that veil peirce doesn't get interrupted by dieing? what trickery is this!

  It does, he did it again on burst.

  No, it goes through if you burst in the middle, as long as you're not hindered in a way that prevents it when it finishes.

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• Daslin The place with the oxygen

  November 2013

  Saddest moment of my life....

  
  

   You tell @Dunn Lichlord, Herald of the Outer Cold, 

  "I thought my blind support got me somewhere in life!"

   Dunn tells you, "YOU THOUGHT WRONG."

  
  

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• Dunn

  November 2013

  I let em down easy.
  

  
  
  

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• Tvistor

  November 2013

  Dunn said:

  There is no funny bit. She axd'd a bunch of people to death and got a few levels.

  I have a vague recollection that Vrass was annoying (?) so it was pretty funny.
  
  Who is Vrass again?

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• Mishgul Trondheim, Norway

  November 2013

  Vrass is a qith word for genitilia if that is relevant.

  -

  One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

  As drawn by Shayde
  

  hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  

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• Anaidiana

  November 2013

  While helping @Aladraion get his marque:

  
  

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "1 knot of wind."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "*rolls eyes*."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "Shoot me now."

  Aladraion tells you, "So the more the wind blows the faster we go?"

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "..."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "Yes. That's typically how sailing works."

  
  

  
  

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• Arianis Cyrene

  November 2013

  Anaidiana said:

  While helping @Aladraion get his marque:

  
  

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "1 knot of wind."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "*rolls eyes*."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "Shoot me now."

  Aladraion tells you, "So the more the wind blows the faster we go?"

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "..."

  You tell Saber-toothed Aladraion, Tempest, "Yes. That's typically how sailing works."

  
  

  Sorry mom, that depends on which way the wind blows. God. /snottyteenagevoice

  
  

  
  

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• Arador

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  He should have the "Tempest" part stripped from his title.
  
  Also there is a "Sailing blows" joke in there somewhere.....

  

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• Hirst

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  Avianca tells you, "Is it customary for Ashtani to be spineless?"
  You tell Vice Admiral Avianca Shu'in-Crescent, "You are welcome to duel me and show your spine."
  Avianca tells you, "You know I don't speak of you, worm."
  reply I'm a human actually. Thought that would be an easy one.
  That person has chosen to ignore you.
  
  Where do these people come from? O.o
  

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• Penwize

  November 2013

  People abuse that ignore function so much.
  

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• Skye The Duchess Bellatere

  November 2013

  Indeed. Everyone knows the correct course of action is to gag them client side so they keep believing they have the last word in >_>
  

  
  
  

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• Skye The Duchess Bellatere

  November 2013

  Fyn (male Human).
  He is 19 years old, having been born on the 3rd of Aeguary, 620 years after the fall of the
  Seleucarian Empire.
  He is ranked 1817th in Achaea.
  He is an extremely credible character.
  He is not known for acts of infamy.
  He is a Settler in Targossas.
  He is considered to be approximately 30% of your might.
  His warcry: 'Garbage day!'
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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• Arador

  November 2013

  Hirst said:

  Avianca tells you, "Is it customary for Ashtani to be spineless?"
  You tell Vice Admiral Avianca Shu'in-Crescent, "You are welcome to duel me and show your spine."
  Avianca tells you, "You know I don't speak of you, worm."
  reply I'm a human actually. Thought that would be an easy one.
  That person has chosen to ignore you.
  
  Where do these people come from? O.o
  

  Obviously fake, she did not hire

  

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• Silas

  November 2013

  Hirst didn't journal either.

  
  

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• Cahin

  November 2013

  Ruth's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.

  Ruth throws her arms wide and begins to speak in tongues.

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  Ruth takes a long drag off her pipe.

  |ex|100%H|99%M|cdbk|pt Might be more corpses left

  Roroan steps down off of a ruby hydra.

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  Kaevan begins to juggle a concussion bomb with his free hand.

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  A ruby hydra begins to follow Roroan obediently.

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  Roroan bends over the corpse on the ground, a sneer dominating his features. You struggle to hold 

  back the instinct to retch as Roroan suddenly leaps to his feet with a mortal heart in his hands.

  |ex|100%H|100%M|cdbk|pt as well

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  Gallery (indoors).

  From here one can view any action taking place in the theatre below. The gallery has been daubed 

  over the years with a number of lurid and detailed pictures of armed combat between pale humanoid 

  figures with broad flat noses and slanted eyes. The painted images do not bear the hallmarks of a 

  master artisan but rather have the quality of hastily daubed graffiti. The wide gallery has 

  doubtless been the scene of many a cheering crowd. A nebulous water weird is here. A scorching wall 

  of fire stands here, blocking passage to the down. A many-headed hydra towers over the area, his 

  carmine scales glimmering like gems. A noble hippogriff flaps its wings in agitation here. A giant 

  tortoise sits here like a rock. A shimmering map of the Achaea mainland hangs in the air before you. 

  The twisted remains of Anedhel lie here.  Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the 

  ground. Father Xer Savril, Messiah of the Damned is riding on a noble hippogriff. He wields a 

  Delosian bastard sword in both hands. Tyrannus Ruth Yuridja-Keyte, Sartai Navarch is here. Droch 

  Yang Merquise is here. He wields an ornate steel rapier in his left hand and a Shield of Absorption 

  in his right. Father Kaevan Lichlord is riding on a giant tortoise. He is juggling a concussion bomb.

   Blade Prefect Roroan Rousseau, Squire of Katzchen is here. He wields a soulspear in each hand.

  You see a single exit leading down.

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  Kaevan adds in a concussion bomb to his juggling.

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  Kaevan adds in a concussion bomb to his juggling.

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  Adison takes some balm from a vial and rubs it on her body.

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  The Anthem shifts, protecting from physical cutting damage.

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  Pit with gallery (indoors).

  A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A simple disc of deep claret 

  crystal lies here nearly forgotten. Perched sentinel-like upon a high vantage point, a sleek grey 

  shrike silently surveys his domain. A scorching wall of fire stands here, blocking passage to the up.

  You can see no further.

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  Xer finishes decapitating the corpse of Anedhel, leaving only a pool of blood where the head had 

  been.

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  You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Ruth.

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  Xer scoops up the decapitated head of Anedhel.

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  The ground around you rumbles and shakes as the earth parts. A humble shrine of Sartan rises from 

  the ground.

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  Xer scoops up a headless corpse.

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  Gallery (indoors).

  From here one can view any action taking place in the theatre below. The gallery has been daubed 

  over the years with a number of lurid and detailed pictures of armed combat between pale humanoid 

  figures with broad flat noses and slanted eyes. The painted images do not bear the hallmarks of a 

  master artisan but rather have the quality of hastily daubed graffiti. The wide gallery has 

  doubtless been the scene of many a cheering crowd. A nebulous water weird is here. A scorching wall 

  of fire stands here, blocking passage to the down. A many-headed hydra towers over the area, his 

  carmine scales glimmering like gems. A noble hippogriff flaps its wings in agitation here. A giant 

  tortoise sits here like a rock. A shimmering map of the Achaea mainland hangs in the air before you. 

  A dormant shrine of Sartan stands here.  Hands of rotting flesh and white bone push up from the 

  ground. Tyrannus Ruth Yuridja-Keyte, Sartai Navarch is here. Droch Yang Merquise is here. He wields 

  an ornate steel rapier in his left hand and a Shield of Absorption in his right. Father Kaevan 

  Lichlord is riding on a giant tortoise. He is juggling a concussion bomb, a concussion bomb, and a 

  concussion bomb. Blade Prefect Roroan Rousseau, Squire of Katzchen is here. He wields a soulspear in 

  each hand. Father Xer Savril, Messiah of the Damned is riding on a noble hippogriff. He wields a 

  Delosian bastard sword in both hands.

  You see a single exit leading down.

  |ex|100%H|99%M|cdbk|(-15m, 0.4%) 

  Roroan gets some gold sovereigns from a canvas backpack.

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  Ruth gets some gold sovereigns from a durable warrior's supply pack.

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  Ruth's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.

  Ruth makes her offering, praying for the shrine's defilement and risking the anger of Sartan.

  The shrine of Sartan shudders for a moment before collapsing into a pile of useless splinters and 

  dust.

  
  

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• Daslin The place with the oxygen

  November 2013

  Yup, that's happened to all of us.

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• Ruth Singapore

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  Ruth makes her offering, praying for the shrine's defilement and risking the anger of Sartan.
  

  
  I just wanted @Sartan's harsh attention.
  

  "Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"
  

   

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• Dunn

  November 2013

  @Skye you want to gag me?

  
  
  

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• Mishgul Trondheim, Norway

  November 2013

  She already did. Don't you remember? There are children too.

  -

  One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

  As drawn by Shayde
  

  hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  

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• Anedhel

  November 2013

  Nailed it.
  

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• Mishgul Trondheim, Norway

  November 2013

  

  -

  One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

  As drawn by Shayde
  

  hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  

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• Skye The Duchess Bellatere

  November 2013

  oh myyy
  
  
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• Dragonknight Mhaldor

  November 2013

  Skye said:

  
  
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  FTFY

  

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• Anedhel

  November 2013

  3998h, 3740m, 13494e, 17600w excdbk 83- 12:13:57.359sq e
  Dead sea bottom with smooth shores and a path.
  A giant ram's horn rests on a rough stone altar. An enormous grey root rises from the ground and
  ascends beyond sight into the sky. A semitransparent ghost shimmers here, its bright, humaniform
  insubstantiality floating above the landscape. Thoughtful Gerzson, theoretician and philosopher of
  the Ur'Vampires, floats at rest, suspended in midair. A Death Knight stands poised in perfect combat
  balance, weapon always at the ready.
  You can see no further.
  
  Not gonna lie. I called for help like a bitch.
  

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• Penwize

  November 2013

  Ew.  Does Gerzson still drain xp like he used to? Worst Ur'Vampire to fight by far because of that.
  

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• Anedhel

  November 2013

  Never lived long enough to figure it out
  

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• Anedhel

  November 2013

  Hirst stands a tarot on his open palm, and blows it lightly at you. Suddenly your movement through
  the time stream is slowed.
  949h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w  84- 13:57:48.216
  You move sluggishly into action.
  
  (svo): Slow curing mode enabled.
  
  (svo):  (autotsc) - command denies enabled.
  (a) 949h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w  84- 13:57:48.248(smoke 397853)
  You move sluggishly into action.
  (a) 949h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w  84- 13:57:48.300s
  (svo): denying s. Lemme finish!
  A fairy Knight of Sidhe flies close to you and hacks into you with his halberd thrice, causing blood
  to gush from the wounds.
  (a) 182h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w  84- 13:57:48.639(-767h, 20.5%)
  You have recovered balance on all limbs. (2.657s)
  (a) 182h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w x 84- 13:57:48.868
  You bleed 113 health.
  (a) 69h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w x 84- 13:57:49.225(-113h, 3.0%)
  You take a long drag off your pipe.
  The curse of the Aeon wears off and you return to the normal timestream. (1.193s) (4 elm left)
  
  (svo): Slow curing mode disabled.
  69h, 3740m, 15778e, 17470w x 84- 13:57:49.442
  You have recovered equilibrium. (3.963s)
  256h, 3380m, 15798e, 17398w ex 84- 13:57:49.963
  You may eat another bit of irid moss or potash.
  256h, 3380m, 15798e, 17398w ex 84- 13:57:49.967(outr irid|eat irid)s
  You remove 1 irid moss, bringing the total in the Rift to 979.
  256h, 3380m, 15798e, 17398w ex 84- 13:57:50.139
  You eat some irid moss.
  You feel your health and mana replenished.
  555h, 3679m, 15798e, 17398w ex 84- 13:57:50.147(+299h, 8.0%, +299m, 8.0%)
  A tentacle from Hirst's body lashes out at you, wrapping around your body and holding you firm.
  555h, 3679m, 15798e, 17398w e 84- 13:57:50.176
  A soulmaster entity lets loose a horrible scream as a dark stream of primal chaos flows from it and
  into your very being.
  555h, 3679m, 15798e, 17398w e 84- 13:57:50.405
  A fairy Knight of Sidhe swivels his weapon quickly and slams the edge of it into your solar plexus.
  You have been slain by a fairy Knight of Sidhe. (0.511s)
  0h, 3679m, 15798e, 17398w ex 82- 13:57:50.687(-555h, 14.8%)
  You have recovered balance on all limbs.
  
  
  (svo): We died.
  (p) 0h, 3679m, 15798e, 17398w ex 82- 13:57:51.085
  
  Noooooope.
  

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• Dunn

  November 2013 edited November 2013

  Did you uh... miss this? You burst to him!

  
  

  - 2013/11/11 19:58:06 - Anedhel has bled out, slain by the might of Eldritch Assassin Hirst da'Miras.

  
  
  

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