RP and Death in Icemule (LONG!)

[Xandalf]

Lavn glances at you.

Lavn ponders.

You remove a massive orase staff with deeply-bored recessed holes on each end from in your ash-grey harness.

You see Apprentice Lavn the Forester.
He appears to be a Human.
He is average height and appears to be very young. He has jade green eyes and tanned skin. He has shoulder length, straight
brown hair with a red streak running through it. He has a clean-shaven face.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a carmiln long bow in his left hand.
He is wearing a crystal amulet, a snowflake-embroidered greatcloak, some double leather, a polished medallion, a black bandana, a brushed blue felt hat, a pair of gold-threaded leggings, some dark blue square-toed shoes, a large sack, a little round mirror, an herb pouch, a back quiver, and an exquisite gold ring.

You surreptitiously glance at Lavn.

Jeril turns towards you and renders you a sharp hand salute.

Lillybeth says, "Alright am going to try this again."

Lavn whispers, "You a sorc?"

You are now speaking Common.

Speaking dismissively to Lavn, you ask, "What sort of nonsense are you speaking?"

Lavn quietly asks, "Do you take the sorccerer proffesion?"

[Icemule Trace, Town Center]
The bustling town comes together in this square. Halflings dressed in varying fashions stand about, some chattering happily, others reclining on cloaks laid on the ground. One ancient halfling leans against the base of the large ice statue of a mule, snoring blissfully. A feeling of community pervades the area, putting you immediately at ease. You also see an acid-pitted gold trunk, a rough bronze sword-blade, a freshly-cut flamestalk, a blanket of snow and a carved ice bench with some stuff on it.
Also here: Trevayl, Triventin who is sitting, Aldzii who is sitting, Apprentice Lavn, Ashborne who is sitting, Lord Clown who is sitting
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west

You firmly say, "I am of the Priest caste, eii."

Lavn quietly asks, "What?"

You mutter something about humans.

Lavn quietly asks, "Your a cleric?"

You dismissively say, "Nothing."

Lavn quietly says, "Hey don't be talking about my kind."

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Lavn quietly says, "Just like kruin told me."

Lavn glares at you.

You amusedly say, "Little humans giving orders now."

Daemonz taps an acid-pitted gold trunk.

Speaking to Daemonz, you say, "Keep it."

You nod to Daemonz.

You see Daemonz Veizedit the Marauder.
She appears to be a Giant.
She appears to be young. She has sparkling jade green eyes and ivory skin. She has waist length, tousled deep red hair.
She has an oval face, a freckled nose and dimpled cheeks.
She has a snarling bear tattoo on her wrist.
She has some minor cuts and bruises on her left hand, minor cuts and bruises on her chest, minor cuts and bruises on her abdominal area, deep lacerations across her back, and a fractured and bleeding right leg.
She has old battle scars on her left hand, and old battle scars on her right arm.
She is bleeding from the right leg.
She is wearing a fluffy white fur hat, an enruned platinum earcuff, a sigil-incised dark crystal choker, a white-gold Voln medallion, a beryl-inset pewter talisman, a thick mammoth fur mantle, an elemental rune pin, a tiny golden compass pin, a sky blue glaesine orb, a four-petalled violet sapphire pin, a small four-pointed azure star insignia inset with a golden drake, a tan vest, a fur-lined inky black scarf, a malachite and alexandrite buckle, a four-tined golden star charm, a glaesine crystal dragonfly, a glossy black satchel, a fang-fringed supple leather harness, a pink cloth pack, a deeply etched ornate vaalorn breastplate, a large gold ring, a delicate deer skin belt, a large black sack, a leather pouch, some fringed thrak hide trousers, and some old oilcloth boots.

Daemonz flashes a wide grin.

Lavn quietly says, "Look im not here to start a fight."

Daemonz exclaims, "Thanks!"

You nod to Daemonz.

Daemonz just dragged an acid-pitted gold trunk with her as she went south.

Terrachon just arrived.

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Terrachon just went east.

Kyirer just arrived.

You amusedly ask, "Perhaps I should have warned the giant about the exceptionally large trap on it?"

Lavn quietly says, "You are a rude man xandalf you need to learn respect."

You glance sternly at Lavn.

Lavn waves a hand at you, dismissing you indifferently.

Speaking accusingly to Lavn, you say, "How do you know My name, Human."

Speaking to Terrachon, Kyirer asks, "Can you get plated boxes?"

Lavn quietly says, "I've heard a few things."

Terrachon says, "Yep yep."

You shake your head, totally at a loss.

Kyirer rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Caylen removes some soft broadcloth trousers from in her fur-collared cloak.

Caylen put some soft broadcloth trousers on a carved ice bench.

Great Lady Caylen just went east.

Lavn mutters sorcerers.

Triventin peers quizzically at Lavn.

Kyirer removes an enruned tanik trunk from in her spidersilk cloak.

You chuckle.

You say, "You may have heard much in your pathetically short little life."

Lavn ponders.

You say, "But clearly listened to very little."

Speaking in Elven, Triventin says, "Not rights tings to says childs."

Triventin grins evilly.

You see Triventin the Templar.
He appears to be a Dark Elf.
He is very tall and appears to have come of age. He has piercing crystal green eyes and ashen skin. He has very long, tied back jet black hair worn in elaborate braids. He has a straight nose and slightly upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a gold-trimmed dove grey shield with a depiction of V-Tull glowering over a dead drake in his left hand.
He is wearing a faded gold ring, a crystal amulet, an amethyst studded silver torc, a filigreed ora torc, a pair of wraith talon-fringed black leather gloves, a black leather sheath, a blackened silver earcuff, a black thrak hide cap, a white harness, a pair of polished black boots, a ragged coal black pouch, a waxed black leather pouch, a pair of linen trousers, some scuffed green leather hunts, and a threadbare coal black pack.

Terrachon put a battle-worn recurved bow warped into a dark knotted and mangled arc in his suede quiver.

Lavn says to you, "You, sir, are a droning, base-court vassal!"

You ponder the meaning of Lavn's existence.

You are now speaking Dhe'narsi.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Lavn, you say, "And you are mere scum."

You nod.

You are now speaking Common.

Speaking in Guildspeak, Lavn quietly says something you don't understand.

Lavn quietly says, "You pathetic man you don't deserve to even be called scum."

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Lavn snorts.

You say, "It's funny that you thing your opinion holds weight of any sort."

You say, "When in reality, I care more for the opinion of the cobblestones beneath My boots."

Kyirer chuckles.

Speaking dismissively to Lavn, you say, "Now run along now and kill some Kobolds, or whatever it is you do."

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "Them are sayin, Hey yer foot is on me!"

Lavn quietly says, "You dark elves are to cocky fer your own good."

Triventin peers quizzically at Lavn.

Triventin snickers.

You are now speaking Elven.

Lavn quietly exclaims, "Ohh yeah well its amazing how the only thing ive heard you kill of is a rolton!"

You smirk.

Triventin snickers.

Speaking in Elven, you innocently say, "Oh yes. I am quite weak indeed."

You lean on your staff.

Lavn leans on his bow.

Speaking in Elven, Triventin says, "Gots mits its got no wits."

Triventin snickers.

The voice of Crylone says, "And I am sober."

Triventin grins evilly.

Triventin just opened a black leather sheath.

Triventin removes a blackened broadsword from in his leather sheath.

Speaking in Elven, you ask, "Do you know this human, Elf?"

Triventin stands up.

Triventin stretches.

Speaking in Elven, the voice of Crylone says, "I do not."

Speaking in Elven, you say, "I am unsure as to why it attempts to speak with Me."

Triventin nods to you.

Lavn glares at you.

Speaking in Elven, the voice of Crylone says, "Some people not know betters it seems."

You chuckle to yourself.

Lavn says to you, "You, sir, are a grizzled horn-beast!"

Speaking in Elven, Triventin says, "Soons to learns it dose."

Triventin grins evilly.

Speaking in Elven, you say, "Such pitiful little creatures simply lack the intelligence, I suppose."

Triventin rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Triventin scratches his ear.

Speaking in Elven, the voice of Crylone says, "Most the lands lack that."

Lavn quietly says, "You think your real cute speaking in elven jsut liek a coward to mask his words."

Speaking in Elven, you say, "It will be dead in a few mere decades."

You hear someone cackle.

You smirk.

Triventin agrees with you.

Speaking in Elven, you monotonously say, "Still, I remain perplexed as to the source of this acrimony. It seems to wish to

die in a puddle of goo beneath My feet."

Speaking in Elven, the voice of Crylone says, "Thats what some of em need to learn."

Triventin grins at you.

Speaking in Elven, you clearly say, "But if that is what it wants, I will neh oblidge."

You realize there are some important matters you should tend to . . . later.

You are now speaking Common.

Jeril nods to you in greeting.

You hear someone cackle.

Speaking to Jeril, you ask, "Claim any limbs recently?"

You peer quizzically at Jeril.

Lavn quietly says, "Xandalf you are a moron and conceided thinking that just because im not a dark elf doesn't mean you can

disrespect someone."

Speaking to you, Jeril says, "Not that I can recall."

You frown at Jeril.

Speaking to Jeril, you say, "You are slacking."

Lavn glares at you.

Apprentice Lavn strides away moving south.

You notice Lavn try to tiptoe silently by you.

You chuckle to yourself.

Triventin rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to you, Jeril says, "I know, I need to work on that."

You point at Lavn, ruining his hiding place.
Roundtime: 2 sec.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You hear someone cackle.

You amusedly say, "Yes, I am quite fearful."

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Apprentice Lavn strides away moving south.

Jeril laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

You hear someone chuckling.

You shake your head, totally at a loss.

You notice Lavn try to tiptoe silently by you.

You point at Lavn, ruining his hiding place.
Roundtime: 2 sec.

You hear someone cackle.

You take a deep breath.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

You lean on your staff.

Lavn peers quizzically at you.

You mockingly say, "Impressive skills you have."

You sneer.

Kasia begins chuckling at Jeril!

[Icemule Trace, Town Center]
The bustling town comes together in this square. Halflings dressed in varying fashions stand about, some chattering happily, others reclining on cloaks laid on the ground. One ancient halfling leans against the base of the large ice statue of a mule, snoring blissfully. A feeling of community pervades the area, putting you immediately at ease. You also see the Lillybeth disk, a rough bronze sword-blade, a freshly-cut flamestalk, a blanket of snow and a carved ice bench with some stuff on it.
Also here: Apprentice Lavn, Kasia, Jeril, Lillybeth who is sitting, Jeafwsian, Trevayl, Triventin, Aldzii who is sitting
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west

Lavn quietly says, "Well if i want to rest ill come here."

You say, "Indeed. I simply have an inchy finger I suppose."

Jeril chuckles.

You notice Lavn slip into a hiding place.

The voice of Crylone says, "I knows dat feelin."

You point at Lavn, ruining his hiding place.
Roundtime: 2 sec.

Jeril holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Lavn glares at you.

You quickly say, "There it is again."

You examine your fingernails.

Lavn sits down.

You notice Lavn slip into a hiding place.

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "Imma mushroom!"

You point at Lavn, ruining his hiding place.
Roundtime: 2 sec.

Lavn slings a carmiln long bow over his shoulder.

You stifle a yawn.

Jeril cackles!

Lavn looks around for a moment before sighing disappointedly.

You shrug.

You say, "Okay, enough of that."

Lavn quietly says, "You are realy annoying me."

You notice Lavn slip into a hiding place.

You say, "Go, cower in the shadows."

You nod.

Jeril chuckles.

You notice Lavn slip out of hiding.

Triventin snickers.

You chuckle at Lavn.

Lavn quietly exclaims, "You want to say that again!"

The voice of Crylone says, "I am sure he will."

Speaking slowly to Lavn, you say, "I said."

Jeril laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Speaking slowly to Lavn, you say, "Cower."

You slowly say, "In."

You slowly say, "The."

You slowly say, "Shadows."

You nod to Lavn.

The voice of Crylone says, "Thats what I heard too."

Jeril grins.

You disappointedly ask, "Can't even understand your own language now?"

You frown.

Triventin says, "Me as wells."

Lavn smirks.

Triventin agrees with you.

You notice Lavn slip into a hiding place.

You amusedly say, "I should send this one to the Obsidian Legion for.... instruction."

You say, "It may last a few minutes."

You nod.

Jeril chuckles.

You ponder the meaning of life, the universe, and everything.

Triventin grins.

You hear someone cackle.

Speaking to yourself, you say, "Probably not."

You shake your head.

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "Just shut up."

You close your eyes for a moment.

You say, "I was unaware that I take orders from you."

Triventin grins evilly.

You ask, "When did you become Ta'lah'hai?"

You lean on your staff.

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "The day your mother looked like a hideous wart hog."

Triventin rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jeril laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

You clearly say, "I killed My own mother."

The voice of Crylone says, "I not doubt that."

You warily say, "She saught to stop My path."

You firmly say, "None will stop My progression on the Way."

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "Well i guess its true that even she turned you away from yuor hideous odor."

You sternly say, "None."

The voice of Crylone says, "I got drunk and sutffed mine inta the crevasse at the birthing sands."

Jeril chuckles.

You frown.

Daegal just arrived.

You dismissively ask, "You caused that terrible odor?"

You hear someone cackle.

You say, "I assumed it was just the Khanshael."

You point at Daegal.

Daegal smirks.

Daegal quickly combs his fingers through his beard, then flicks away a handful of fleas with a grunt of amusement.

You grumble to yourself.

Jeril chuckles.

You firmly say, "Clean up your messes."

You tap the tip of your staff on the ground sharply in annoyance.

You hear someone laugh.

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "Well that was such a fast remark i thought i coulda done hunted and returned."

Daegal gazes up into the heavens.

Daegal makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
Daegal gestures.
Daegal appears to be keenly aware of his surroundings.

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "Ignore the human."

The voice of Crylone says, "Yeah yer best off."

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "It seems intent on goading Me into splattering it into the cobblestones."

Daegal grins at you.

You realize there are some important matters you should tend to . . . later.

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "Excuse me daegal unless you where here for the whole conversation don't butt in now."

Daegal blinks.

You hear someone laugh.

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "It gives orders, too."

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "No offense."

Daegal rears back his head and lets out a honking guffaw that would inspire envy in a donkey.

You smirk at Daegal.

Jeril shakes his head, clucking his tongue.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "Apparantly it does."

Triventin scratches his ear.

Speaking to Daegal, you ask, "How did it know your name, Khanshael?"

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "Drink more!"

You steeple your fingers as you glance at Daegal.

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "Amasing how asking what someone does for a proffesion turns into a race war."

The voice of Crylone says, "Der I gives orders too."

Triventin snickers.

You hear someone cackle.

Jeril starts chortling.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "I can only assume my reputation preceeds me."

Daegal grunts non-committally and shrugs his shoulders.

You say, "What is more amazing is the self restraint I have shown in not turning you into a mass of limbless bones."

The voice of Lavn quietly says, "The one of the most deaths."

Daegal says, "Ain't many folk round here purdy as I am after all."

Daegal grins crookedly.

The voice of Crylone says, "Is only reason I stuck around, I wanted to see it."

You hear someone cackle.

Daegal scratches vigorously at his beard, releasing a small flurry of dust and hair.

Jeril begins chortling at Daegal.

Triventin snickers.

Triventin grins.

You wistfully say, "Who knows. You still may."

Xandalf smiles faintly.

Jeril chuckles.

Daegal grins crookedly.

The voice of Crylone says, "Nothin like a lil random slaying to brighten my day."

Triventin says, "Elps gots ens ealers to cleans ups the mess."

Jeril holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Triventin smirks at you!

You ask, "Random?"

You scoff.

The voice of Crylone says, "Is jes a random slaying in my eyes, I had nuffin ta do wif it."

Jeril grins at Triventin.

You hear someone cackle.

Triventin cackles!

You ask, "A disk, elf?"

You tap yourself on the chest.

You gesture and invoke the powers of the elements for the Presence spell...
Your spell is ready.

You become aware of everyone near you...
Lavn (Hidden).

Lavn comes out of hiding.

Lavn stands up.

Lavn quietly says, "I wouldn't even want to waste my saliva to spit on your ugly face xandalf."

You chuckle.

Jeril laughs at Lavn!

You mockingly say, "Oh gee. I sure am lucky."

You nod.

Lavn quietly says, "So with that i leave you, you arrogant dark elf."

Triventin scratches his ear.

Lavn slings a carmiln long bow off from over his shoulder.

Apprentice Lavn strides away moving east.

You mockingly say, "Thank you for sparing Me."

Daegal shakes his head, clucking his tongue.

Jeril snickers.

You chuckle to yourself.

Triventin grins.

You shake your head, totally at a loss.

You say, "I'll never understand humans."

You realize there are some important matters you should tend to . . . later.

Apprentice Lavn just strode in.

Apprentice Lavn strides away moving west.

Jeril rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Apprentice Lavn just strode in.

Lavn makes a nearly imperceptible motion while whispering a soft phrase...
Lavn gestures.
Lavn seems to blend into the surroundings better.

Lavn makes a nearly imperceptible motion while whispering a soft phrase...
Lavn gestures.
Lavn seems to blend into the surroundings better.

Jeril says, "Some people are just to stupid to understand I guess."

Lavn makes a nearly imperceptible motion while whispering a soft phrase...
Lavn gestures.
Lavn seems to blend into the surroundings better.

You nod to Jeril.

You say, "So it seems."

Triventin agrees with Jeril.

Lavn quietly asks, "You callen me stupid?"

Lavn gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Lavn gestures.
A light blue glow surrounds Lavn.

Lavn gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Lavn gestures.
A light blue glow surrounds Lavn.

Jeril says, "In a word, yes."

The voice of Crylone says, "No."

Lavn quietly asks, "And why is that?"

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to you, Daegal says, "Feel free to point me at the uninitiated, like that human there, if'n it'd be too

wasteful of your time."

The voice of Crylone says, "In a word stupids."

Jeril chuckles.

Daegal winks and flashes a sly grin.

You chuckle at Daegal.

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "That is not necessary, Tameshai'i."

Daegal grunts and nods.

Lavn quietly says, "Whats real stupid is how someone can choose to make a fight over tellign someone what their proffesion is

when i made no remarks for such an insult."

You blink in puzzlement at Lavn.

You ask, "A fight?"

You glance appraisingly around the area.

Lavn quietly says, "Of words."

Speaking to Lavn, you ask, "Where?"

You peer quizzically at Lavn.

Jeril gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

You ask, "You call this a fight?"

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Lavn quietly says, "You bafoon."

Jeril laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

You hear someone cackle.

You say, "If this is a battle of words, as you call it, then you My dear Human were the Rolton to My implosion."

Jeril grins.

You hear someone cackle.

Triventin snickers.

You look at Daegal and shake your head.

Lavn quietly says, "Hehe its amasing since they are the only thigns you can kill."

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "Neh. Leave it be."

You hear someone laugh.

Jeril begins chortling at Lavn.

Daegal grunts and nods.

Daegal sits down.

The voice of Crylone says, "Now that is rich."

Jeril adopts an agreeable expression.

You innocently say, "Yes. That is all I am capable of killing."

Daegal appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Jeril grins at you.

Lavn quietly says, "Bout as funny as getting spiked from ranegrs."

You examine your fingernails.

The voice of Crylone says, "Everyone here is a rolton then."

You hear someone cackle.

Jeril adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "I did see ya get that squirrel that one time."

You say, "Oh."

You frown at Daegal.

Lavn snickers.

Jeril holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

You mutter, "It kept running around in circles."

You growl something vile beneath your breath.

Lavn quietly says, "That was good."

Daegal rears back his head and lets out a honking guffaw that would inspire envy in a donkey.

You steeple your fingers as you glance at Lavn.

Speaking to Daegal, you ask, "Do you think it realizes that every person in this room mocks it?"

You cock your head at Lavn.

Daegal looks over at you and shakes his head.

You say, "Excellent. Then We should continue."

You nod.

You hear someone cackle.

Jeril chuckles.

The voice of Crylone says, "Please do."

Triventin agrees with you.

Triventin snickers.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "You should draw purdy patterns in the dirt with it's entrails."

Daegal examines Lavn closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

The voice of Crylone says, "I wants tha entrails, I makes jerky wif its."

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "Not even the hallfings want Human blood on their streets."

Jeril throws back his head and roars with laughter!

Daegal grins.

(Xandalf peers in the direction of the statue.)

Jeril asks, "Don't you make jerky with just about everything though?"

You hesitantly ask, "You.. eat humans?"

You scoff.

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "I not eats its!"

You firmly say, "Everyone knows Giants make the best meals."

Jeril chuckles.

The voice of Crylone says, "Good jerky makin practice."

You hear someone cackle.

Speaking to you, Triventin says, "Me tinks it nay listens wells might be messeds ups upsatairs a bits."

Triventin grins at you.

You nod to Triventin.

The voice of Crylone asks, "A bits?"

You frown.

Jeril starts chortling.

Speaking grimly to Daegal, you ask, "I'm in agreement with a Faendryl?"

Daegal starts chortling.

You examine Triventin closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

You nod to Triventin.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "Well, they do seem ta be right from time ta time I s'pose."

You shrug at Daegal.

Triventin grins at Daegal.

You drop a badly damaged silver strongbox.

You grumble to yourself.

You amusedly say, "A rolton box."

You hear someone cheering!

Jeril chuckles.

You amusedly say, "Since that is all I am capable of killing."

You point at a badly damaged silver strongbox.

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "Dems is rich!"

Lavn quietly asks, "Is that seriously the only thing you can kill?"

Daegal smiles quietly to himself.

You chuckle to yourself.

You hear someone laugh.

Jeril grins slowly.

Daegal shakes his head at Lavn and clucks his tongue.

Jadiensilver winces.

Speaking to Lavn, Daegal asks, "Didn' you hear 'bout the squirrel?!?"

Daegal rolls his eyes.

You hear someone laugh.

Speaking to Lavn, Daegal says, "Try an' pay attention."

Lavn quietly asks, "So what he's like 2 trains?"

Jeril laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

The voice of Crylone says, "Roughly."

Daegal rears back his head and lets out a honking guffaw that would inspire envy in a donkey.

Lavn quietly says, "I don't think he'd be implodin anythign that weak."

You say, "I trained twice with the Tah'sty'noi."

You say, "I assume that is what you speak of."

The voice of Crylone says, "I seen him huntins where I hunts so I know he at least trained 5 times."

Lavn quietly says, "I bet yeah couldnt hit me with a spell if you tried."

Speaking to Daegal, Jeafwsian says, "There are squirrels and then there are squirrels."

Triventin whistles tunelessly to himself.

Speaking to Jeafwsian, Daegal says, "This was a particularly nasty squirrel."

Speaking to Jeafwsian, Daegal says, "I thinnk it might a been rabid."

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "I was scared."

Lavn quietly says, "Ok well lets see your mighty rolton killing skills."

Daegal grins at you.

You hear someone laugh.

Speaking to Daegal, Jeafwsian asks, "Did it have to be killed many times?"

Daegal gazes in amusement at Lavn.

Speaking to Jeafwsian, Daegal says, "Th' squirrel? Nah, after the first dead it stayed dead."

Lavn quietly asks, "But oh of course xandalf, lemme guess no your gunna get your hair done right?"

Daegal glances at Lavn.

Daemonz taps a badly damaged silver strongbox.

You say, "Keep it."

You nod to Daemonz.

Daemonz hums happily to herself.

Speaking to you, Daegal says, "Ya really should just go ahead an' eat it's face or I'm gonna."

Speaking to you, Daemonz exclaims, "Thanks!"

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "It wants you to, Tameshai'i."

Speaking slowly to Daegal, you say, "Emotion betrays truth."

Chayy nods to you in greeting.

Speaking to Chayy, you say, "Giant."

Daegal looks thoughtfully at Lavn.

Speaking to Chayy, you ask, "Did you know that I am so weak that I can't even kill a rolton?"

Speaking to Chayy, you say, "At least, according to that thing."

The voice of Crylone says, "No, that is all you can kill."

You point at Lavn.

Chayy deeply asks, "Really?"

Speaking amusedly to Chayy, you say, "Apparantly."

You smirk.

Lavn quietly says, "No i have no quarry with him, jsut like you xanfalf hiding behind others since your a cowering fle."

Quildor nods to Chayy in greeting.

Chayy deeply says, "Intreastin."

Speaking to Chayy, you say, "You have missed a great deal of amusement."

Lavn quietly says, "Flea."

You sharply inhale and exhale a heavy breath in annoyance.

The voice of Crylone says, "Xandalf hidin."

The voice of Crylone says, "That is rich."

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Mind Jolt...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +5 == +482
Warding failed!
His eyes flash with a searing jolt of light!
He is massively stunned!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

You are now automatically attempting to drag Lavn when you move.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Road]
Travellers go by at a dizzying pace. It is difficult to walk by without running into one of them. Walking sideways seems to be the only way to make any progress down the road. You also see a small ivy-covered cottage with a sign affixed next to the door.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: north, east, west
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Quildor just arrived.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Road]
Groups of boisterous and cheerful halflings pass by rapidly. Most of them seem to be heading south towards the Tavern Burrow for entertainment or refreshment. An old, drunk halfling sits in a doorway, alternating between singing at the top of his lungs and munching on a tart.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, south, west
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Quildor just arrived.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Road]
The cobblestone road continues east and west between the narrow buildings. To the east the foot traffic seems to grow considerably worse. A gate is just visible at the western end of the road. You also see a cobblestone walkway.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, west
Roundtime: 8 sec.

Quildor just arrived.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Quildor asks, "What did he do?"

Quildor grins.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Road]
On the north side of the cobblestone road everything seems quiet, almost too quiet. To the south, you can hear the rowdy shouts of people in the taverns and the gaming hall.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, west
Roundtime: 5 sec.

Quildor just arrived.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Road]
The cobblestone road ends at the large western gate here. Through the gate you see vast plains of grass about as tall as a halfling, with very few trees for cover. You also see a snow bird, a plump tabby cat, a tidal jaguar and an old beer barrel.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: north, east, south
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Quildor just arrived.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

R>go gate

You grab Lavn and drag him with you...

[West Barbican, Gate]
Under the massive barbican is a shadowy passageway, with sturdy stone walls on each side and overhead. Iron-barred windows provide access to this area from each of the barbican towers as well as from overhead, creating the distinct impression that someone is watching from the shadows. The sharp spikes of raised portcullises jut from the ceiling at the eastern entrance to the city and the western exit to the wilds.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious exits: east, west
Roundtime: 5 sec.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Quildor just arrived.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, West Gate]
The wind whistles around you as it passes along this side of the town walls. The road leading up to the gate itself is merely a dirt path but you notice it has seen some extensive use. A huge snowbank is off to one side from all the snow being removed in front of the gates. Just to the south of the gate is a stout building with a large sign over the door that reads "The Icehouse Tavern". You also see the Daegal disk and a West Gate guard.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: north, south, west

Quildor just arrived.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

You frown at Lavn.

The voice of Crylone exclaims, "Splats!"

Speaking to Lavn, you ask, "You truly are a fool, neh?"

You feel at full magical power again.

You shake your head, totally at a loss.

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Limb Disruption...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +39 == +516
Warding failed!
His right leg explodes!
Lavn screams and falls to the ground grasping his mangled right leg!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Limb Disruption...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +55 == +532
Warding failed!
His left leg explodes!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

Quildor traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...

Quildor gestures.

A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.

[Icemule Trace, West Gate]
The wind whistles around you as it passes along this side of the town walls. The road leading up to the gate itself is merely a dirt path but you notice it has seen some extensive use. A huge snowbank is off to one side from all the snow being removed in front of the gates. Just to the south of the gate is a stout building with a large sign over the door that reads "The Icehouse Tavern". You also see a severed human leg, a severed human leg, the Xandalf disk, the Daegal disk and a West Gate guard.
Also here: Quildor, a stunned Apprentice Lavn who is lying down
Obvious paths: north, south, west

Quildor gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Quildor gestures at Lavn.

Lavn is able to move again.
The glazed look leaves Lavn.

You work your fingers under your halfling bone headband and scratch your head.

You hear a rumbling belly laugh nearby.

Daegal suddenly fades into view.

Chayy just arrived.

Lavn quietly says, "Whew."

Daegal removes a green malachite stone from in his rotting hide cloak.

Lavn quietly says, "Jsut like yeah stun me an drag me."

Daegal put a green malachite stone in his onyx velvet pouch.

Lavn struggles to stand, but fails.

Triventin just arrived.

Daegal removes a large black glaes pentacle stone from in his onyx velvet pouch.

Daegal begins drawing a faint, twisting symbol as he utters an arcane invocation in hushed tones...

A severed human leg pulsates unpleasantly a bit, dripping blood.

Daegal gestures at a large black glaes pentacle stone.

Daegal traces an arcane sigil over his runestone, but something goes wrong, causing an explosion over his runestone.
... 15 points of damage!
Upward thrust lifts Daegal several inches off the ground.
He is knocked to the ground!
He is stunned!

Quildor pulls Lavn to his feet.

Lavn quietly says, "Well this stinks."

Triventin grins evilly.

Daegal stands up.

You grab Lavn and drag him west with you...

[Icemule Trace, Snow Drifts]
The area around you is barren except for patches of grass that poke through the snow along this rough trail. You see the familiar walls of Icemule Trace in the distance but are too far away to see the gate.
Also here: Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, west
Roundtime: 9 sec.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Lavn removes a single whalebone arrow from a bundle of whalebone arrows.
Lavn nocks a whalebone arrow in his carmiln long bow.

Lavn fires a whalebone arrow at you!
You barely dodge the missile!

The whalebone arrow flies off to the west!

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Mind Jolt...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +94 == +571
Warding failed!
His eyes flash with a searing jolt of light!
He is massively stunned!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Limb Disruption...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +39 == +516
Warding failed!
His right arm explodes!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Limb Disruption...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +23 == +500
Warding failed!
His left arm explodes!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

You frown at Lavn.

Chayy just arrived.

Triventin just arrived.

You peer east and see ...

[Icemule Trace, West Gate]
The wind whistles around you as it passes along this side of the town walls. The road leading up to the gate itself is merely a dirt path but you notice it has seen some extensive use. A huge snowbank is off to one side from all the snow being removed in front of the gates. Just to the south of the gate is a stout building with a large sign over the door that reads "The Icehouse Tavern". You also see the Daegal disk and a West Gate guard.
Also here: Daegal
Obvious paths: north, south, west

Clearing your default dragging target.

[Icemule Trace, West Gate]
The wind whistles around you as it passes along this side of the town walls. The road leading up to the gate itself is merely a dirt path but you notice it has seen some extensive use. A huge snowbank is off to one side from all the snow being removed in front of the gates. Just to the south of the gate is a stout building with a large sign over the door that reads "The Icehouse Tavern". You also see the Daegal disk and a West Gate guard.
Also here: Daegal
Obvious paths: north, south, west

>get leg

Daegal just went west.

Get what?

[Icemule Trace, Snow Drifts]
The area around you is barren except for patches of grass that poke through the snow along this rough trail. You see the familiar walls of Icemule Trace in the distance but are too far away to see the gate. You also see a severed human arm, a severed human arm and the Xandalf disk.
Also here: Daegal, Triventin, Chayy, a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, west

Daegal waves a severed human leg at Lavn.

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Nightmare...
Your spell is ready.

You gesture at Lavn.
CS: +492 - TD: +32 + CvA: +17 + d100: +9 == +486
Warding failed!
You weave Lavn's worst nightmare for him.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

Daegal holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

You hear someone cackle.

A severed human arm spasms for a moment on the ground.

A severed human arm pulsates unpleasantly a bit, dripping blood.

You glance at a severed human arm.

Triventin rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lavn grasps his right arm in pain!

Gore oozes out the end of a severed human arm.

You feel at full magical power again.

Triventin says, "He looks betters nows me thinks."

Triventin cackles!

Lavn is able to move again.

Apprentice Lavn strides away moving west.

Chayy rocks back on his heels.

You smirk.

[Icemule Trace, Secluded Path]
The trail is less visible here but the drifts of snow are set along either side protecting it from being lost completely. There is little to see across the barren landscape save for a few small evergreen trees with icicles dangling from their limbs.
Also here: a stunned Apprentice Lavn
Obvious paths: east, southwest

Lavn is able to move again.

Lavn grasps his left arm in pain!

You trace an intricate sign that contorts in the air while forcefully invoking Quake...
Your spell is ready.

You gesture.
You concentrate on projecting the illusion of a violent quake.
Lavn loses his balance and falls over.
Suddenly, the ground seems steadier.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

Lavn grasps his head in pain!

You chuckle at Lavn.

Lavn is able to move again.

The voice of Crylone says, "Interestin ya got me with that."

Lavn's eyes suddenly glaze over.

Chayy just arrived.

Lavn is able to move again.

Triventin just arrived.

Lavn's eyes suddenly glaze over.

The voice of Crylone says, "Good shot."

You nod.

Chayy grumbles.

You say, "Most of Mine are."

Lavn is able to move again.

Apprentice Lavn just crawled painfully east.

Crylone fades into view.

Crylone laughs!

[Icemule Trace, Snow Drifts]
The area around you is barren except for patches of grass that poke through the snow along this rough trail. You see the familiar walls of Icemule Trace in the distance but are too far away to see the gate. You also see the Daegal disk.
Also here: the body of Apprentice Lavn who is lying down, Daegal
Obvious paths: east, west

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Daegal smiles at Lavn.

Crylone just arrived.

You frown at Lavn.

Speaking to Lavn, you say, "So fragile."

Speaking to Lavn, Daegal says, "Rolton."

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "You bastard."

Daegal waves a hand at Lavn, dismissing him indifferently.

Speaking to Lavn, you say, "I hadn't even begun to play with you."

Triventin just arrived.

Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.

Chayy just arrived.

Jeafwsian just arrived.

Chayy grunts.

Crylone says, "Poor fella."

Crylone cackles!

Crylone traces a series of glowing runes while chanting an arcane phrase...
Crylone gestures.
Crylone suddenly disappears.

Triventin grins evilly.

You realize there are some important matters you should tend to . . . later.

Daegal just opened a ruby-clasped onyx velvet pouch.

Speaking to Lavn, you say, "I assume you are now happy."

Chayy deeply says, "Like you feel so bad wizard."

Daegal put a severed human leg in his rotting hide cloak.

You frown at Daegal.

The voice of Crylone says, "I not dumb nuff to mess wif Xandalf, and I is dumb."

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "I was looking for that."

Daegal removes a severed human leg from in his rotting hide cloak.

Daegal offers you a severed human leg. Click ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Speaking to Daegal, you say, "I wanted to beat it with its own leg."

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "You bastard xandalf."

[Xandalf]

Holy double post batman!

Someone delete the other one?

[Fallen]

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "You bastard xandalf."

hah.

[Warriorbird]

Pff. Underwhelming. Nobody seems to be able to properly antagonize any more. The best bet when outgunned by an angry sorceror is to be impossible to find.

[Gan]

Where's teh death?


And Lavyn sucked at being impossible to find as well as everything else.

[Khariz]

Thanks for sharing. Enjoyed it.

[Asha]

Nice to see you finally have a grown ups CS lol.
Drop the stick and you're golden.
;)

[Elvenlady]

Fun, thanks for sharing.

[Beguiler]

Thank you for the morning chuckle, Xandalf. If someone wants to die as badly as that misguided human did, it was kind of you to indulge him.

Syrinia

[Shalla]

Daegal gestures at a large black glaes pentacle stone.

Daegal traces an arcane sigil over his runestone, but something goes wrong, causing an explosion over his runestone.
... 15 points of damage!
Upward thrust lifts Daegal several inches off the ground.
He is knocked to the ground!
He is stunned!

I'm assuming that he was trying to summon a demon to break the sanctuary but failed?

I haven't seen xandalf for months :(

[Xandalf]

I'm assuming that he was trying to summon a demon to break the sanctuary but failed?

I haven't seen xandalf for months :(

Yeah he was.

I've no idea why Quildor tried to get involved, nor do I care really.

And I spent a few months traveling abroad and only recently returned. Xand's around again.

How's everything going? SSDD?

[Haywood J.]

Seems kind of lame that a high and mighty sorcerer would drag someone who is annoying them outside town to avoid the fines, rather than deal with it then and there.

Other than that, well done :)

[Xandalf]

Seems kind of lame that a high and mighty sorcerer would drag someone who is annoying them outside town to avoid the fines, rather than deal with it then and there.

Other than that, well done :)

Dragged em for the exact reason that you saw occur anyway. I didn't want anyone else getting involved.

Plus avoiding the fines = smart, not lame.

[FinisWolf]

Not to mention that the way Xan rp'd it, he didn't wish to offend the halflings by puddling blood on their cobblestones.

Not that I have any idea why a darkie would care.

Finis

[grapedog]

so, you played the racist card against a human who is maybe what...10 trains...if that...and then to end the RP, you killed him.

Thats nice...good to see there are still a glut of high level assholes in the lands.

[Umpyr]

so, you played the racist card against a human who is maybe what...10 trains...if that...and then to end the RP, you killed him.

Thats nice...good to see there are still a glut of high level assholes in the lands.

How would you have handled it? Just wondering.

[Khariz]

so, you played the racist card against a human who is maybe what...10 trains...if that...and then to end the RP, you killed him.

Thats nice...good to see there are still a glut of high level assholes in the lands.

Wow dude are you a moron?

You are just like the guy in the clip.

He didn't play "the race card" The schmuck was the one that started it by whispering him and asking if he was a "Sorc". I would expect a snarky response from any decent Sorcerer if I asked that, ESPECIALLY a Dhe'nar.

Hell, if a Dhe'nar let me get close enough whisper to him, I'd be surprised.

I think you need to learn about who Xandalf is to understand the RP. That wasn't "playing a race card". That was demaning a schmo who was trying to pick on him very unsucessfully for reacting in an RPed manner for being asked if he was a Sorc.

[grapedog]

yeah, because every sorcerer has to act like an asshole? I don't remember seeing that in the class information. "By the way, don't forget to act like an asshole, especially if you're a cranky ass dark elf".

I would wager cranky, dark elf, sorcerer is probably the most over-play'ed "rp" in this entire game. Sorry, if another cranky sorcerer killing a lowbie who asks him a question he may not realize he shouldn't ask, is the majority of sorcerer RP, which it seems it is these days, then thats sad.

Granted, the human in this scenario didn't exactly help his case, either did Xandalf either by continuing to be a pompous ass. If thats his RP, then thats fine, just one more person to add to my list to ignore. It's highly stereotypical like right out of one of RA Salvatores shitty books. Boring to say the least...

[Sthrockmorton]

If thats his RP, then thats fine, just one more person to add to my list to ignore.


Grapedog <---- added to the list to ignore

[Khariz]

yeah, because every sorcerer has to act like an asshole? I don't remember seeing that in the class information. "By the way, don't forget to act like an asshole, especially if you're a cranky ass dark elf".

I would wager cranky, dark elf, sorcerer is probably the most over-play'ed "rp" in this entire game. Sorry, if another cranky sorcerer killing a lowbie who asks him a question he may not realize he shouldn't ask, is the majority of sorcerer RP, which it seems it is these days, then thats sad.

Granted, the human in this scenario didn't exactly help his case, either did Xandalf either by continuing to be a pompous ass. If thats his RP, then thats fine, just one more person to add to my list to ignore. It's highly stereotypical like right out of one of RA Salvatores shitty books. Boring to say the least...

Like I said, you have NO FUCKING CLUE what you are talking about.

That's not how he "RPs a sorcerer". Thats how a Dhe'nar, one the path of The Way, acts towards lesser races who think they are superior to them, them being THE ONE superior race.

You are fucking clueless about Dhe'nari roleplay, particularly those Dhe'nar of the Obsidian Tower. It has nothing to do with him being a Sorcerer. If he was a Wizard, he would have acted the same way.

It's also not sterotypical in any way. He's not "some random dark elf sorcerer playing a dick". He is genuinly one of the few excellently RPed Dhe'nar who KNOW they are better than everyone else, and aren't going to stand there and listen to people preach the contrary without either showing them the error of their ways, or allowing them to show that error to themselves.

When you get a clue, you are free to comment on Xandalf again.

[El Burro]

You have a little Dhe'narijizz on your chin there.

[grapedog]

wow, so he excellently RP's an asshole sorcerer...wow...thats so...novel. Then kills him when he is done...wow...thats some mind blowingly awesome RP. I am in awe....really, I haven't ever seen that before in the history of this game. he's a genuine asshole sorcerer...better than those imposter asshole sorcerers.

[Fallen]

Most sorcerers are assholes, yes. Take a look at the types of magic they are wielding and you can understand why the stereotype is so common. It makes sense for them to be distant and arrogant. Most of them have god complexes, and with good reason. It makes sense to mock their egos and believed superiority, instead of simply mocking the stereotype itself and doing nothing to further any roleplay happening at the time. Try to poke fun at the CHARACTER, not the Cliche'.

Is it fantastic RP to play a mean dark elf sorcerer? That depends on if you are good at it. Good RP isn't any less good because it is done often. Just like A bouncy halfling sorcerer who hands out hugs isn't AWESOME RP just because it isn't done very often.

Don't get so rapped up in stereotypes. Just like in real life, you should expect certain kinds of people to respond in a certain manner when addressed with a given situation. Just because they act according to what is expected of them, it doesn't mean that there is nothing more to said person. They simply act as they were conditioned to do.

Faendryl and Dhe'nar SHOULD be haughty unless they have a good reason not to be. In general, all elves should be. Does that mean those that don't act as much are poorly RPd? Again, that depends on how they roleplay, and WHY they differ from the norm.

[Tea & Strumpets]

Most of them have god complexes, and with good reason.

Sorcerors are ridiculously easy to kill. If you even say the words "maneuver attack", a sorceror's head will instantly explode.

Seriously though, the players of sorceror's (or maybe that is just Necromancer, Fallen, and some of the others that post here) do seem to have an overblown sense of importance/power.

[Fallen]

So ...wait. What you're trying to say is i'm NOT the most important person who posts here?


<<<Seriously though, the players of sorceror's (or maybe that is just Necromancer, Fallen, and some of the others that post here) do seem to have an overblown sense of importance/power. >>> - Tea &

Where did you get that Xand's player was arrogant from the original post? It was an IC log, his player had nothing to do with the situation. Or is this just a general statement you're making?

[grapedog]

to be fair, Xandalf might be an excellent RP'er...I am just not turned on at all by the "god complex" as Fallen mentioned. I've seen it for years and years and years.

I saw a new player who might one day become an excellent RP'er if given the opportunity to learn the game a bit more, and it's taboo's...unfortunately he runs into a powerful asshole sorcerer. Way to go giving new blood a good experience RP wise and welcome to the game wise...being drug out of town and limb disrupted and nightmared to death...woo...if only we could do that to every new gemstone player...that would do numbers for our subscriber base.

[Tea & Strumpets]

Where did you get that Xand's player was arrogant from the original post? It was an IC log, his player had nothing to do with the situation. Or is this just a general statement you're making?

I was referring to your "with good reason" comment and other similar statements in the past.

[Fallen]

Lavn quietly says, "I bet yeah couldnt hit me with a spell if you tried."

[Karovenon]

so, you played the racist card against a human who is maybe what...10 trains...if that...and then to end the RP, you killed him.

Thats nice...good to see there are still a glut of high level assholes in the lands.

Are you frigging high? Lay off the crack there.

He went a long way to avoid taking that hoser out. Lots of folks would've blown that shitcan halfway to Pinefar well before. I mean, c'mon, "Lavn quietly says, "You are a rude man xandalf you need to learn respect."" That's a man looking to die.

Newsflash: you think Lavn's gonna learn if everyone acts like it's Teletubbie Place? 10 levels down the road, 20 levels down the road, he's gonna piss all over some other high level guy, and he'll get pounded. He'd get pounded in the Landing, he'd get pounded in Sol, he'd get pounded in the Nations. You aren't doing the kid any favors by coddling him. Puppy piddles on the rug, you bap him on the nose with a newspaper. Puppy learns. Lavn'll learn too or else he'll go play WoW.

[Asha]

Seriously though, the players of sorceror's (or maybe that is just Necromancer, Fallen, and some of the others that post here) do seem to have an overblown sense of importance/power.

It's a prerequisite.
If you'd ever RPd any of the sorcerers that do post here, you'd notice there's one of 2 ways it will go. You'll either be amazed at their way of including you in the moment and most of the time the ways they'd let you steer the proceedings. Or you'd not be worth it and be wtfpwned and complain.

Everyone wins.

[Khariz]

Are you frigging high? Lay off the crack there.

He went a long way to avoid taking that hoser out. Lots of folks would've blown that shitcan halfway to Pinefar well before. I mean, c'mon, "Lavn quietly says, "You are a rude man xandalf you need to learn respect."" That's a man looking to die.

Newsflash: you think Lavn's gonna learn if everyone acts like it's Teletubbie Place? 10 levels down the road, 20 levels down the road, he's gonna piss all over some other high level guy, and he'll get pounded. He'd get pounded in the Landing, he'd get pounded in Sol, he'd get pounded in the Nations. You aren't doing the kid any favors by coddling him. Puppy piddles on the rug, you bap him on the nose with a newspaper. Puppy learns. Lavn'll learn too or else he'll go play WoW.

That's pretty much exactly what I wanted to say to grapedog's newest post.

Xandalf didn't start shit. He reacted to a dumb fuck misunderstanding his roleplaying not knowing what a "Sorc" is for being an asshole, and then proceeded to berate, mock, and attempt to intimidate Xandalf.

That shit don't fly. It wasn't Xandalf's fault.

[FinisWolf]

Sounds like Grapedog is one of those individuals that wants all of GS to be a field of roses and butterfly's.

If you play the hard-nosed type, you are shit. If you play the bouncy/laughy/huggy type you are crap.

Bullshit!

I play both with many somewhere in the middle, and it is great to have different temperaments to play.

It takes all kinds to make the world go around, and the same can be said for GS.

Of course then there are those that think they can shit in your fruit loops, and that your reaction should be a smile and a hug.

I have ran into both type of players in my ... however many years of playing. I have got roughly wtfpwned for no reason, and had that serious moment with character x that HAPPILY says yadda yadda after they say their heart was broken. These things happen all the time in the world, why wouldn't/shouldn't they happen in GS? (robberies/murder ... my dad died and I am pretending to be OK)

Did I cry in my beer? Hell no. Life happens, in GS and out.

Move on, it's just a part of being involved in the GS life.

Does everyone know how to RP? Nope.
Can great rp'ers still learn to RP better? Yup.

It's the same with life, you didn't know how to do everything from birth, but with practice you get better.

As an aside, I really want Filswolf to be around some of the (what I consider) great rp'ers, I am sure that I as a player can learn a lot of new tricks, and I think it would be a ton of fun.

OK, enough rambling.

Synopsis: Grapedog ... I call bullshit. You want pretty flowers and butterflies, go visit a flower garden, and on your way to and fro, hope to hell some crazy fuck doesn't mug and beat you in the process stealing all your cookies, frilly ribbons, and fresh picked flowers. - I guess I am saying, "I disagree with you 110%."

Finis

[Asha]

Fin, I'll fill you in what it takes to be an RP genius.
It's easy, just be Dhe'nar, then twat everyone.

I'm going to have to charge you. I'll PM payment arrangements.

[Drisco]

He deserved what he got. It's just a know fact that Elvens are pricks they have to be it was how they were raised. It's not that he was a sorcerer but the fact he was a elf.

[Khariz]

He deserved what he got. It's just a know fact that Elvens are pricks they have to be it was how they were raised. It's not that he was a sorcerer but the fact he was a elf.

A properly roleplayed Dhe'nar of The Way, in fact.

Much more than just RPing some random snooty elf.

There are like less than 20 people in the game with their culture set to "Dhe'nar" that can actually act 100% of the time the way their character really would. Xandalf is one of them.

[Fallen]

Fin, I'll fill you in what it takes to be an RP genius.
It's easy, just be Dhe'nar, then twat everyone.

I'm going to have to charge you. I'll PM payment arrangements.

Hah. Don't forget to be a pessimistic ass, too!

Oh wait, that is how to win at the PC.

[Asha]

There are like less than 20 people in the game with their culture set to "Dhe'nar" that can actually act 100% of the time the way their character really would. Xandalf is one of them.

And that wraps this up nicely.
Don't fuck with a Dhe'nar, unless you're willing to get your RP shoved up your ass.
Xandalf is indeed fucking incredible. And them 'Dhe'nar' who claim to know their shiz should meet him in game.
They'll be researching and Googling their asses off in another window as he talks.

[FinisWolf]

I didn't get the PM ...

Should I hold my breath?

:lmao:

Finis

[GS-Phoenix]

The guys was roleplaying the way a Dhe'nar is supposed to be roleplayed. He even let that guy spout off for a long time before doing anything. Looks like it was well played.

[GS-Phoenix]

I thought this was weird...

::clip::

Speaking in Elven, Triventin says, "Not rights tings to says childs."

Triventin grins evilly.

You see Triventin the Templar.
He appears to be a Dark Elf.
He is very tall and appears to have come of age. He has piercing crystal green eyes and ashen skin. He has very long, tied back jet black hair worn in elaborate braids. He has a straight nose and slightly upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a gold-trimmed dove grey shield with a depiction of V-Tull glowering over a dead drake in his left hand.
He is wearing a faded gold ring, a crystal amulet, an amethyst studded silver torc, a filigreed ora torc, a pair of wraith talon-fringed black leather gloves, a black leather sheath, a blackened silver earcuff, a black thrak hide cap, a white harness, a pair of polished black boots, a ragged coal black pouch, a waxed black leather pouch, a pair of linen trousers, some scuffed green leather hunts, and a threadbare coal black pack.

::clip::

A lisping dark elf I can understand. But with the grammar of an idiot?

[Warriorbird]

It's funny. When I actually log in and roleplay...I play something of a pain in the ass. One of my character inspirations for him is Chris Tucker's character in the Rush Hour movies.

Early on into playing him I ran into one of the so-called "asshole" sorcerors. After my character spent maybe 20 minutes yanking his chain he eventually limb disrupted him and nightmared him, somewhat similar to this log. It didn't deter me it inspired me. Months and months and many encounters later my character got his revenge in epic fashion in the middle of a merchant event.

Xandalf was just fine (if a bit trite at times, I know he's grown a lot as a roleplayer). If anything the so-called antagonist was the one not up to the task. If you play with fire, you get burned. You can pull the "inhibiting roleplay" thing but only if actual roleplay gets actually inhibited. Having been the victim of a 2 hour lifekeep lock at one point...it can be much worse.

[grapedog]

You can disagree with me all you want Finis, it's a free world. I'm not wanting all butterflies and roses, but I do want compelling RP.

I'm sorry, but Xandalf waving his CS around like a big fat dick doesn't work for me. The first thing he did was look at Lavn and look into the room to see who was watching...then he picks on Lavn because he knows Lavn can't do anything about it and he ultimately kills him(a level 10 character) to "prove his superiority". Talk about fucking lame...you'd think with how long he was playing the game he could have actually showed him some of the feats of the Dhe'nar, why they are to be feared and respected, object lesson to said low level punk. Nope...he just acts like a little shit with a big stick and eventually clubs new player with it.

Boring...and lame. If thats the end game of RP, I'd sooner go back to fucking PnP games. Good thing I have my own crowd I can RP with and just ignore all the circle jerking going on over Xandalf and his mucho awesemo RP ability.

Is it RP...if he says it is...is it in any way good RP...not a fucking whit.

I'll leave you guys to your circle jerk...have fun.

[Khariz]

Now that the foundation has been set that Xandalf is a good roleplayer, I want to point out what I originally found humorous.

Many people still might not understand this without google.

When the guy asked Xandalf if he was a "Sorc". He responded properly to stupid abbreviated slang. When the guy elaborated to Sorcerer, and Xandalf indicated that he was indeed of the "priest caste", the Turd in question here thought that Xandalf was making fun of him (or perhaps lying to him).

This problem arises from the fact that the character (and likely, more accurately the player) was un-aware of the fact that the Dhe'nari priest caste contains sorcerers (as well as Cleric and Empaths) and thought he was being insulted, when in fact, Xandalf was still being completely civil with him.

It was only after that, after the ignorance of what Xandalf said kicked in, that the guy got all upset and started making a fuckstain out of himself.

And got Pwned for it because he was an ignorant tool who didn't know when to stop.

If you think I'm out of my damn mind or don't understand, I suggest you read:

www.noishorah.com

[Asha]

Grapedog you're stupid. Go away.
Infact, are you the nut Xandalf took to school?

[Khariz]

Grapedog you're stupid. Go away.
Infact, are you the nut Xandalf took to school?

Well, if he's not, he's just as ignorant as the guy about Dhe'nar and to the fact that Xandalf was, in fact, not originally provoking or insulting the guy.

It was noobs ignorance and constant prodding that got him killed, not Xandalf's RP or assholishness.

Get it right grapdedog. If you still don't understand, read the original post again, and then read my last post so that you understand.

[GS-Phoenix]

Also, Xandalf may have aided in his death, but Xandalf did not outright kill him.

[Asha]

Xands a lovely lad in RL. He'll kill me for that but he proper is.
Lovely.

[Fallen]

Hah. Judo CHOP to Ash.

[Snapp]

Well played Xandalf. You have a lot of patience for idiots.

And my guess is grapedog=Lavn

[Alfster]

Backlash sighting in this thread!

[Asha]

Hah. Judo CHOP to Ash.

ROFL CHOP!
It's funny becouse it's true..

[GS-Phoenix]

Looks like theres some dark elf inbreeding happening here.

[Fallen]

Looks like theres some dark elf inbreeding happening here.

That is most of what being a dark elf is about! No one keeps it in the Family like the Dhe'nar.

[FinisWolf]

Grapedog's reaction reminds me of a time I had Filswolf in Icemule.

Some turd out of the BLUE starts in on Filswolf. (My guess, based on what developed, was because Filswolf had killed someone else he knew or knew of.) Calling Filswolf masked cuss words, berating him etcetera. I gave him Filswolf's normal three warnings. Stunned him. Told him to stop or he would die. He continued his onslaught, and I still had zero idea who this n00b was, and as a player could not understand for the life of me why this character I had never met decided it was their duty to be mouthy. I finally gave in and killed him.

Silversoft got all pissed off, MA'd the healing and raising, and ran off with him to call the GM's into the conflict.

I was invisible and listening to the GH that was being walked through the intervention by GM Emeradan until Emeradan told me I needed to step off. But what I did catch was two things.

One: Silversoft should mind her own business.
Two: If the guy didn't want to die, he shouldn't have ran his mouth. He shouldn't expect to flap his jaws and not get spanked.

I loved it!

Now if Zyllah had been the one to intervene, I would have got a warning, regardless that it was a consensual conflict with his verbal assault.

:shrug:

Finis

[Xandalf]

So um, I guess I don't have to say anything at all about the situation. Sweetness.


I'm going to drop kick you though. You know who you are.

[FinisWolf]

All I can say is; "It wasn't me." :grin:

Finis

[holocene]

I admit I gotta admire Xandalf....he creeps out my main character all the time...kudos!

[Asha]

I'm going to drop kick you though. You know who you are.

:lol:

[GS-Phoenix]

Sexy time!

[ViridianAsp]

That is most of what being a dark elf is about! No one keeps it in the Family like the Dhe'nar.


First, ew!

Second, Xandalf has, and always will be the jerk my character hates...

Actually Xandalf and Evarin make her see red. They RP this way, because that's what the Dhe'nar are snarky jerkfaces who like to weild power against the races they find to be inferior. If you actually read about the Dhe'nar, you know why they act this way.


It isn't like Xandalf was like, "OMG UR such a N00b!" and killed the guy, he roleplayed it out.

[GS-Phoenix]

It isn't like Xandalf was like, "OMG UR such a N00b!" and killed the guy, he roleplayed it out.

Bringo. I thought Xandalf showed restraint.

[Asha]

Dhe'nar are such queens.

[Silique]

Spending much time in the Rift, it is quite refreshing to have Xandalf wandering about in the cave. The Rp'rs of his calibur keep me on my toes and help to remind me of what My character is all about. Unlike him, some of us get lazy as to how our Character would to react to things in our environment.

Folks such as Xandalf make us all better RP'rs when they are about and that truely what makes him stand out.

[thefarmer]

You can disagree with me all you want Finis, it's a free world. I'm not wanting all butterflies and roses, but I do want compelling RP.

I'm sorry, but Xandalf waving his CS around like a big fat dick doesn't work for me. The first thing he did was look at Lavn and look into the room to see who was watching...then he picks on Lavn because he knows Lavn can't do anything about it and he ultimately kills him(a level 10 character) to "prove his superiority". Talk about fucking lame...you'd think with how long he was playing the game he could have actually showed him some of the feats of the Dhe'nar, why they are to be feared and respected, object lesson to said low level punk. Nope...he just acts like a little shit with a big stick and eventually clubs new player with it.

Boring...and lame. If thats the end game of RP, I'd sooner go back to fucking PnP games. Good thing I have my own crowd I can RP with and just ignore all the circle jerking going on over Xandalf and his mucho awesemo RP ability.

Is it RP...if he says it is...is it in any way good RP...not a fucking whit.

I'll leave you guys to your circle jerk...have fun.

I'd like to point out one exchange that's been glossed over.

Lavn quietly asks, "So what he's like 2 trains?"
Lavn quietly says, "I bet yeah couldnt hit me with a spell if you tried."
Lavn quietly says, "Ok well lets see your mighty rolton killing skills."
Lavn quietly asks, "But oh of course xandalf, lemme guess no your gunna get your hair done right?"



Lavn is the one that actually asked to be pwnd when he thought that Xandalf was '2 trainings' with a bad CS. Xandal didn't just say "I=MightyCS. Me>You" and wave his big epeen in the guy's face. If anything, Lavn went that next step further when HE thought he had more trainings than Xandalf.

Agree or disagree with Xandal's RP, clearly this is an open challenge by Lavn, who's (stupidly) convinced HE'S going to pwn the lesser-trained character.

Edit: If someone asks for you to attack them, it doesn't matter if there's a level difference. If you directly challenge someone you need to expect results that might not be pretty, instead of bitching like a baby because they're more trained than you

[thefarmer]

Someone like grapedog runs out in invasions with a level 20 character (where capped characters are getting creamed), gets blown up, then runs to the boards complaining about the high AS/TD on the invasion creatures..

[FinisWolf]

Someone grab the violin ... There are a couple names in this thread that need you to play them a song.

Grapedog, you being the self proclaimed better RP'er. Tell us n00bs just what you would have done in this situation, where you are Xan, and you have a Lavn in your face.

Finis

[TheEschaton]

Dhe'nar are such queens.

Nah, they're just emo bitches. They're feeling the pain. "The Way" is just code for being overly emotional and crying all the time.

-TheE-

[ViridianAsp]

Nah, they're just emo bitches. They're feeling the pain. "The Way" is just code for being overly emotional and crying all the time.

-TheE-


Here I just thought Dhe'nar acted out because mommy and daddy never loved them.

[Fallen]

Oh yeah? Well, the Tehir are uptight jerks because they all have sand up their cracks.


Tehir = Dhe'nar Lite

[TheEschaton]

Oh, well, I have no problem with that distinction of Tehir.

Be a man, man up, and be a giant, or a dwarf.

Or a drunk, gambling, ex-con elf.

[DeV]

Kudos, Xandalf. I enjoyed the RP exchange... so much so it actually made me miss GS if only for a minute... then reality set back in.

For the Horde!

[TheWitch]

:rofl:

Go, Xand.
You showed a lot more restraint than I could have.

For those of you whining about the high level character who puts the beatdown on the low level character...grab those big boy pants and suck it up.

If you play an arrogant character, consistently, you've had the beatdown put on you many a time. It comes with the territory. Then comes the day, someone trys to put the beatdown on you - and fails. And the tables are turned.

So, then later, because your CS is pushing 500 and you kick ass, you shouldn't? It's been your RP all along to take the fight come what may, but because now you're pretty much assured to win, you shouldn't play that anymore?

Screw that. Hard.

It's a fine line when it comes to that - of staying in character (Xand does NOT take that kind of shit) and looking like a bully. Xand played it great - he gave the mewling turd plenty of opportunity to knock it off. And he didn't. And even then, Xand could have taken him out with one cast. But he didn't. The turd still had a chance to live through it - he blew it.

[TheEschaton]

Eh, I'm pretty sure all these emo Dhe'nar kept their mouth shut and cut themselves in the silence of their own homes while their trains were less than 50. Then, selectively, picking on more and more, until the magical cap moment when they could simply be an arrogant asshole to everyone. I give kudos to the kid who's trying to be an arrogant asshole from level 5 on.

-TheE-

[Asha]

Fallens character was a wanker from at least level 25 - 30 through my experience.
No offence :)

[Xandalf]

Xandalf got killed a lot during his youth.

It's part of the game.

[Kainen]

Dammit.. you managed to make me miss GS.. for a minute at least. I loved Rping with Xandalf and Evarin. They always used to make me think instead of just react to things they did.

[Akari]

Akari has been a cocky little fucker since I rolled him... and I remember when Xandalf was lower train then Akari and we were both hunting in Vaalor... not even titled yet... I can honestly say that Xandalf was just as cocky back then as he is now...
I don't get to see interractions like this that often, because I can only sit there with "720 (persons name)" typed out on my screen for so long before I push enter. Even I have learned from Xandalf this day...

Moral of the story: it can be much more rewarding to kill them after they have seriously made themselves look like a dumb ass. Wait it out... until they show thier full capability of dumbassism, then drag thier ass around and beat them like a pinata for it.

[Stunseed]

Fallens character was a wanker from at least level 25 - 30 through my experience.
No offence :)


As his second character, he was around during the Solescape era in IceMule, and I distinctly remember Stunseed kicking like 6 people's asses to protect him, and told E to stop being such an ass to people.

Good thing he sure did change his ways after that. /pause /pause NOT.

[ViridianAsp]

Oh yeah? Well, the Tehir are uptight jerks because they all have sand up their cracks.


Tehir = Dhe'nar Lite

Oooohhh Touche.

[Xandalf]

yeah, because every sorcerer has to act like an asshole? I don't remember seeing that in the class information. "By the way, don't forget to act like an asshole, especially if you're a cranky ass dark elf".

I would wager cranky, dark elf, sorcerer is probably the most over-play'ed "rp" in this entire game. Sorry, if another cranky sorcerer killing a lowbie who asks him a question he may not realize he shouldn't ask, is the majority of sorcerer RP, which it seems it is these days, then thats sad.

Granted, the human in this scenario didn't exactly help his case, either did Xandalf either by continuing to be a pompous ass. If thats his RP, then thats fine, just one more person to add to my list to ignore. It's highly stereotypical like right out of one of RA Salvatores shitty books. Boring to say the least...

I feel that this comment, however foolish it may seem on the surface, is actually indicative of many commonly held opinions, and was therefore worthy of a response.

It seems a common misconception that the RP of the Dhe'nar, which in this case has been more generalized to all dark elves, is simply a matter of "I R DURK EFL N I M TEH EVILZ" when that couldn't be further from the case. Certain people (Lavn for example) may consider Xandalf evil, but I most certainly don't.

For the same reasons that I have a problem with calling Islamic Terrorists evil (Hear me out here folks, I still believe that killing them is the only option as they've been brainwashed from birth), the fact of the matter is there is no such thing as "good" and "evil". The Muslim terrorists are simply indoctrinated with a series of beliefs that are ancillary to our own. Westerners may view them as 'evil' or 'bad' but in their eyes we are the crazy evil do-ers and they are the harbingers of the message of Allah. At the end of the day, good and evil comes down to a matter of perception.

Bringing it back to the GS message; I've met and seen a lot of people who think that if they just walk around and be mean to everyone, they're RPing well. This couldn't be further from the truth.

In reality, most well RP'd 'darker' characters are simply misunderstood. Xandalf, for example, isn't a mean person. He's just been raised from birth to truly believe that his race is superior to all others. Consider the analogy of a human and a wild dog he encounters on the street. The human knows based on everything they've ever learned in their life that they are a superior being, yet they don't go up and kick the dog for no reason. It's just not necessary. That is exactly how my character feels about lesser races. They are inherently inferior but there is no reason to 'kick the dog' as they say.

At the same time, if the dog attempts to attack the human's neck, and this particular human happens to be armed with several guns, you can expect the human to blast the dog into oblivion.

[Sean]

Originally Posted by Xandalf
Xandalf got killed a lot during his youth.

It's part of the game.

Was death sting part of the game then?

[Xandalf]

Was death sting part of the game then?

I wish.

I got the negative EXP bumbs instead.

The threat of going demonic was passed by the time I rolled up Xand.

[TheEschaton]

And droppage well in the past. Which is more in relation to Fallen's comments about decaying automatically behind the barrier lest he be defiled by a non-Dhe-nari.

[Xandalf]

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "Aye bout that one day."

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "Im sorry."

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "I feel like a jerk now."

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly asks, "I hope that what ever conflict was between us is resolved now?"

The ghostly voice of Lavn quietly says, "I jsut thoguht you were younger an me but appreantly not."

[Asha]

The last sentence.. Perfect.

[Khariz]

The last sentence.. Perfect.

Exactly.

Translation:

I used an OOC tool to see that your best kill was a rolton. I ignorantly and noobishly thought that meant you were a bigger noob then me, so I picked on you and got my ass handed to me. Sorry about that.

[ViridianAsp]

Exactly.

Translation:

I used an OOC tool to see that your best kill was a rolton. I ignorantly and noobishly thought that meant you were a bigger noob then me, so I picked on you and got my ass handed to me. Sorry about that.


I'm sure he was alterted to the presence of this thread as well, which makes his apology that much more hilarious.

[FinisWolf]

Exactly.

Translation:

I used an OOC tool to see that your best kill was a rolton. I ignorantly and noobishly thought that meant you were a bigger noob then me, so I picked on you and got my ass handed to me. Sorry about that.

^

Just bared repeating.

Finis

[Deadelf]

Exactly.

Translation:

I used an OOC tool to see that your best kill was a rolton. I ignorantly and noobishly thought that meant you were a bigger noob then me, so I picked on you and got my ass handed to me. Sorry about that.


LOL! Sums it up perfectly, at least he had the stones to admit it.

Jim

[Winowyll]

I need to take my hat off to Xandalf...excellent RP and very patient. The guy was clearly provoking what he assumed was a weaker person till he got his ego handed to him. Had it been the human had proven stronger through levels he would have laughed and danced all over Xandalf.