Not Good, Not Bad, Just Amusing RP

[Sylvan Dreams]

sJR>cut bush with shears
You prune your bush.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
sJR>cut bush with shears
You prune your bush.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
sJR>cut bush with shears
You lovingly go to trim your bush, but realize it's already in perfect order.
Roundtime: 5 sec.

[Sylvan Dreams]

sJ>attend bush
You attend to your black rose bush, making the bush as presentable as possible.
sJ>pet bush
You run a finger along a slender branch in your bush.
sJ>
(OOC) Arulisse's player whispers, "Okay there are tears in my eyes."
sJ>
Speaking in Elven to you, Arulisse says, "That's a lovely bush."
sJ>'neatly trimmed now
Speaking in Elven, you say, "Neatly trimmed now."
sJ>nod aru
You nod to Arulisse.
sJ>
Arulisse nods.
sJ>'it was looking like a jungle
Speaking in Elven, you say, "It was looking like a jungle."
sJ>rub bush
Arulisse adopts an agreeable expression.
sJ>
You gently caress your bush, taking note of its texture.

[Khariz]

holy shit, :rofl:

[Mighty Nikkisaurus]

>
Debia shows you a tiny black rose bush, which she is holding in her right hand. Beautiful ebon black rose blossoms adorn the slender branches of this bush, skillfully crafted into the form of a three-tiered fountain. The pale ceramic pot has been elegantly painted with a repeating feather-motif.
>
Speaking in Elven to Debia, you say, "It's beautiful."
>
Debia grins.

>
You try hard not to grin.

Debia nods to a tiny black rose bush.
>
Debia put a pair of tiny pruning shears in her crystal & gem bag.
>
Speaking in Elven, you say, "And so tiny."
>
Speaking in Elven, Debia says, "It's dainty."
>

[thefarmer]

For some reason.. Debia trimming her bush, frightens me.

Nothing personal, but I just have a hard time not seeing her as some sort of androgynous bodyguard/companion to elfboy. Maybe I'm just weird.

[iJin]

sJ>attend bush
You attend to your black rose bush, making the bush as presentable as possible.
sJ>pet bush
You run a finger along a slender branch in your bush.
sJ>
(OOC) Arulisse's player whispers, "Okay there are tears in my eyes."
sJ>
Speaking in Elven to you, Arulisse says, "That's a lovely bush."
sJ>'neatly trimmed now
Speaking in Elven, you say, "Neatly trimmed now."
sJ>nod aru
You nod to Arulisse.
sJ>
Arulisse nods.
sJ>'it was looking like a jungle
Speaking in Elven, you say, "It was looking like a jungle."
sJ>rub bush
Arulisse adopts an agreeable expression.
sJ>
You gently caress your bush, taking note of its texture.

ROFL
:rofl:

Oh my god. ROFL @ looking like a jungle. hahaha

[Kayse]

sJ>attend bush
You attend to your black rose bush, making the bush as presentable as possible.
sJ>pet bush
You run a finger along a slender branch in your bush.
sJ>
(OOC) Arulisse's player whispers, "Okay there are tears in my eyes."
sJ>
Speaking in Elven to you, Arulisse says, "That's a lovely bush."
sJ>'neatly trimmed now
Speaking in Elven, you say, "Neatly trimmed now."
sJ>nod aru
You nod to Arulisse.
sJ>
Arulisse nods.
sJ>'it was looking like a jungle
Speaking in Elven, you say, "It was looking like a jungle."
sJ>rub bush
Arulisse adopts an agreeable expression.
sJ>
You gently caress your bush, taking note of its texture.

Ahh, man. I was getting it pasted to me in IMs and it still cracks me up.

[Praefection]

I sold her that thing and I'm glad it's as funny as I thought it was when I had it made. BTW, it was all the merchant's idea and didn't see the humor until I groomed it the first time. :)

[Mighty Nikkisaurus]

[Lantern Table]
Centered on the table is a small lantern made from polished brass with glass windows. Its flickering flame casts an unsteady glow across the table. Small bits of pine tree branches ring the lantern's base.
Also here: Tekke
Obvious exits: out
J>
Tekke pulls out a chair and seats himself at the table.
J>
Tekke asks, "Table dance?"
J>
You climb up on the table and do a wild, stomping, flailing, twirling, kicking, whirling, gyrating dance! Once out of breath, you hop off the table and collapse in a chair.
sJ>
(Tekke indicates his coin purse)
sJ>
(Tekke jingles)
sJ>
(Tekke jangles)
sJ>
(Tekke jingles)
sJ>
(Tekke jangles)
sJ>


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[iJin]

LOLOL

hahahhahaha

[MotleyCrew]

Grishnal recites:

"I am going to do blurs"

Grishnal recites:

"I am a warrior and I am going to do blurs"

Grishnal recites:

"Get ready for the blurs"

(Grishnal pokes himself in the eyes. Your form blurs.)

Grishnal recites:

"That's all for blurs thank you"


:rofl:

[Mighty Nikkisaurus]

Sproink fiddles with his cane and a blade shoots out from the tip, locking into place.
KJ>
Sproink gasps.
KJ>
Sproink exclaims, "It's a trap!"
KJ>

[Drew]

I LOLed at this. I'm too predictable!



>
Stoniemeadow says, "Somethin about ye bein loose with all dat armor."
>
Ellanna asks, "What???"
>
You will speak absently on your next message.
>
Teffor rummages through a cotton haversack and removes a burnt paper from in it.
>
Ellanna says, "GRRR."
>
>
Ellanna appears to be preparing to attempt dragging you.
>
Ellanna is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Ellanna grabs you and drags you south.
[Icemule Trace, South Road]
A silvery sheen from something up north catches your eye over the heads of the crowds. No matter the time of day or night, this stretch of road always seems busy. A young halfling girl, dressed in the livery of the Silvermule Gaming Hall, rushes past you to deliver a message.
Also here: Ellanna
Obvious paths: north, south, west
>
You absently say, "Wouldn't be the first time I heard the words Ellanna and loose together..."

>
Ellanna is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Ellanna grabs you and drags you north.
[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 Zetia disk, the Teffor disk, a pure white sparrowhawk that is flying around, some wolifrew lichen, a carved ice bench with some stuff on it and a blanket of snow.
Also here: Ellanna, Zetia who is sitting, Lady Aloula, Lord Teffor who is sitting, Stoniemeadow who is lying down, Nalle
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
>
Stoniemeadow sits up.
>
You yawn.
>
Stoniemeadow giggles.
>
Speaking to Ellanna, you say, "Well timed."
>
Ellanna says, "I'm glad I dragged you out of tc for that one."
>
Ellanna gives you a good pinch!
>
Speaking to Ellanna, Stoniemeadow asks, "Did ye rough him up?"
>
Aloula nods to Zetia.

Speaking to Ellanna, you say, "I have to compliment your sagacity."
>
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Ellanna, "That was pretty awesome if you anticipated that."

>
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Ellanna, "Gotta give you props."
>
Ellanna curtsies to you.
>
Ellanna whispers, "I know you too well."
>

[Peanut Butter Jelly Time]

I LOLed at this. I'm too predictable!



>
Stoniemeadow says, "Somethin about ye bein loose with all dat armor."
>
Ellanna asks, "What???"
>
You will speak absently on your next message.
>
Teffor rummages through a cotton haversack and removes a burnt paper from in it.
>
Ellanna says, "GRRR."
>
>
Ellanna appears to be preparing to attempt dragging you.
>
Ellanna is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Ellanna grabs you and drags you south.
[Icemule Trace, South Road]
A silvery sheen from something up north catches your eye over the heads of the crowds. No matter the time of day or night, this stretch of road always seems busy. A young halfling girl, dressed in the livery of the Silvermule Gaming Hall, rushes past you to deliver a message.
Also here: Ellanna
Obvious paths: north, south, west
>
You absently say, "Wouldn't be the first time I heard the words Ellanna and loose together..."

>
Ellanna is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Ellanna grabs you and drags you north.
[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 Zetia disk, the Teffor disk, a pure white sparrowhawk that is flying around, some wolifrew lichen, a carved ice bench with some stuff on it and a blanket of snow.
Also here: Ellanna, Zetia who is sitting, Lady Aloula, Lord Teffor who is sitting, Stoniemeadow who is lying down, Nalle
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
>
Stoniemeadow sits up.
>
You yawn.
>
Stoniemeadow giggles.
>
Speaking to Ellanna, you say, "Well timed."
>
Ellanna says, "I'm glad I dragged you out of tc for that one."
>
Ellanna gives you a good pinch!
>
Speaking to Ellanna, Stoniemeadow asks, "Did ye rough him up?"
>
Aloula nods to Zetia.

Speaking to Ellanna, you say, "I have to compliment your sagacity."
>
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Ellanna, "That was pretty awesome if you anticipated that."

>
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Ellanna, "Gotta give you props."
>
Ellanna curtsies to you.
>
Ellanna whispers, "I know you too well."
>

Any chance you noticed the part of this thread's title that says "Not Bad"? Replying to OOC whispers in character ftw.

[AestheticDeath]

She could easily have been responding to the line before the OOC statements.

[LadyLaphrael]

Next time I go into the Rift, I'm taking Murdos Burdos with me. Not only did he handle making doomstone settings with the utmost of ease...

The dealer accepts your a small leather pouch, studies the contents, and then nods. "These will make a nice set of studs or buttons!" he exclaims. "I'll have these set in no time."

The dealer pours the gems out onto his workbench, pausing a moment to admire an aster opal. He then quickly fits each into a metal setting. When the dealer has finished his work, he scoops them up and hands them to you, saying, "There you go! That'll make it much easier to use those in your crafting."

>l my settings
The settings, which appear to be made from aster opals, could be used in crafting shoes.

Speaking to the gem dealer, you say, "I hope you don't fall down anytime soon."

[Allereli]

Asenora [General]: "Watch for gas clouds on the trail up the mountain."
Tremilion [General]: "Ya been eatin' beans again Nora?"
Asenora [General]: "I never!"
Sapphryn [General]: "You lettin em rip again?"
Asenora [General]: "I hardly eat anything sufficient to create something of that magnitude."
Sapphryn [General]: "Yea ye been sneaking bites of those voids ye make I bet."
Asenora [General]: "I only eat the roses."

[Orp]

Voln - Rocksand] "hi there"
[Voln - Sairai] "hi rockie"
[Voln - Rocksand] "hi sair rub your omelet?!"
[Voln - Rocksand] "amulet"
[Voln - Wayan] "I'll take an omulet please"
[Voln - Sairai] "cant right now enchanting"

[DaCapn]

Got this one second hand over AIM. It really needed to be shared with the world.

Caylx [quiet]: "Well, good ale is often associated with good head, I spose thats honorable."
Caylx [quiet]: "But really do you need an excuse to shove meat in your face?"

[Sweets]

Voln - Rocksand] "hi there"
[Voln - Sairai] "hi rockie"
[Voln - Rocksand] "hi sair rub your omelet?!"
[Voln - Rocksand] "amulet"
[Voln - Wayan] "I'll take an omulet please"
[Voln - Sairai] "cant right now enchanting"

Wrong folder, the bad roleplaying moments is that-away.

[zhelas]

Sometimes the silly things can put a smile on your face after a bad day at work.

Vanimelde [General]: "Arve 'I'm on my way to the pawn shop..you pooping?"
Arvegill [General]: "No, I'm done popping chest."
Vanimelde [General]: "That's wwhat I meant to say ..blushes.."

[Sweets]

People that use emotes and actions in thought need a spanking from Andraste.

[BandaorICE]

Caylx produces a passable imitation of a beaver squealing.
P>
Caylx rubs her viper skin pants.
P>
Speaking quietly to her viper skin pants, Caylx says, "Down girl."
P>
Caylx snickers.
P>
Caylx quietly says, "Gets loud sometimes."
P>
Caylx quietly says, "Demandin lil thing."

[Lord Orbstar]

:bananahit: Calyx is the WIN. That made my manhood twitch then go back to sleep. Still...there was a twitch.

[droit]

Fling picks up a crystalline flask containing a softly glowing blue potion.
>
You say, "Oh, i need to test those."
>
You say, "Unlock potions."
>
Fling takes a drink from his glowing blue potion.
>
Fling says, "Its bad."
>
You say, "Ya pour it on the box."
>
You elbow Fling in the ribs in a playful sort of way.
>
Fling says, "O."
>
Speaking to Caylx, Fling says, "Lay down then."
>
Fling snickers.
>
Caylx giggles.
>
Caylx quietly says, "Ya dont need it."
>
Caylx nods to Fling.
>
You offer your thanot strongbox to Fling, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
>
Fling has accepted your offer and is now holding an iron-bound thanot strongbox.
>
Fling begins to meticulously examine an iron-bound thanot strongbox.
>
Fling begins to meticulously examine an iron-bound thanot strongbox.
>
Fling mumbles something that you don't quite catch.
>
Fling picks up a crystalline flask containing a softly glowing blue potion.
>
Fling pours his potion on the strongbox.
An iron-bound thanot strongbox vibrates slightly.
>
Fling pours his potion on the strongbox.
An iron-bound thanot strongbox vibrates slightly.
>
Fling pours his potion on the strongbox.
An iron-bound thanot strongbox vibrates slightly.
>
Caylx quietly says, "Oh it vibrates."
>
Caylx lies down.
>
Caylx quietly says, "Ok."
>
Caylx quietly says, "Ready."

[Hips]

Those last two should have been in the "bad" roleplaying thread.

[CrystalTears]

Those last two should have been in the "bad" roleplaying thread.
Agreed. Ugh.

[Asile]

Is Caylx purposefully trying to portray herself as a tasteless whore?

And yeah, BAD RP.

[TheLastShamurai]

Is Caylx purposefully trying to portray herself as a tasteless whore?

And yeah, BAD RP.

my guess = YES.

[Xeromist]

People that use emotes and actions in thought need a spanking from Andraste.

God bless you.

[100% Wool]

>
Zimzum carefully places his tin tip cup on the ground.
>
Zimzum removes a star emerald from in his leather salvage kit.
>
Zimzum put a star emerald in a battered tin tip cup.
>get emer
You remove a star emerald from in a battered tin tip cup.
>'mine
You say, "Mine."
>
Nali gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Nali gestures.
A misty halo surrounds Nali.
>
Zimzum says, "Haha."
>goto 4404

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PRO:
The cup is protected to the point that no one else but the owner can pick it up.

CON:
- Anyone can take stuff from it
- You can't drop silvers into it

[Celephais]

PRO:
Stealing from Zimzum is protected under article 17, section E:
Zimzum is a douchebag.

[Some Rogue]

He always has some nice gems on him too. :D

[Martaigne]

At the tattoo merchant tonight, edited to remove room noise:

Sevris helps himself to a peanut.

With a casual flick of the wrist, Sevris sends his peanut into flight, striking Martaigne in the back of the head!

You cast a warning glance at Sevris.

Jaidden glances at you.

Jaidden softly says, "It's a peanut, get over yourself."

You take a moment to observe everything you can about Jaidden, storing the details away for possible future use.

Speaking to Jaidden, you say, "That's a surprising tone for you to take after working with me in the guild."

Jaidden softly says, "Sending a warning glance at my husband will get that."

You say, "Tell him to keep his nuts to himself, then."

[BriarFox]

Sevris is a pain in the ass. Seems like he's found matrimonial bliss there.

[Elvenlady]

I can't be bothered to search but weren't those two mentioned not all that long ago in some other thread as being retards?

[Martaigne]

Probably.

Shortly after this, Sevris essentially told me to sit down and shut up, because 'it was all in good fun.' What I find interesting is that I'm the bad guy for having my character react in a realistic manner. I'd do the same thing to punk-assed kids throwing shit in a movie theatre. I don't want to get pelted in the head with edibles, and neither does my character. It's not in good fun.

[Xiandrena]

Did he really tell you to sit down and shut up or did he horribly mangle the spelling and possibly offend people in several different languages?

[Martaigne]

Sevris essentially told me to sit down and shut up, because 'it was all in good fun.'


did he horribly mangle the spelling and possibly offend people in several different languages?

I think these are essentially congruent.

[LadyLaphrael]

I think these are essentially congruent.

CPCTC?

Corresponding Parts of Congruent Tards are Congruent?

[Merala]

Speaking to a travel guide, Blastezis asks, "Are we there yet?"

rofl.

[Some Rogue]

Zuie whispers, "Head?"

You quietly whisper to Zuie, "Right here in front of everyone?"

You snicker to yourself.

Zuie whispers, "Omg!!"

You meditate over Zuie.
Zuie's head damage is transferred to you.

[iJin]

Hahaha.

<3 You. Big Doof. :heart:

[Brielus]

You remove a plain steel box from in your grey cotton vest.
>drop my box
You drop a plain steel box.
>125 bo
Voodoo '125 bo' to 'PREPARE 125', 'CAST AT bo'.
You utter a light chant and raise your hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to aid you with the Call Lightning spell...
Your spell is ready.
>
You gesture at some boots.
You notice a small cloud form over some boots.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

awww crap

[Asile]

So did the feet get vaporized?

[Misun]

You remove a plain steel box from in your grey cotton vest.
>drop my box
You drop a plain steel box.
>125 bo
Voodoo '125 bo' to 'PREPARE 125', 'CAST AT bo'.
You utter a light chant and raise your hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to aid you with the Call Lightning spell...
Your spell is ready.
>
You gesture at some boots.
You notice a small cloud form over some boots.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

awww crap

Okay...that made me chuckle. :)

[thefarmer]

Not exactly RP, but amusing in a fail sort of way...

* The death cry of Vivaldi echoes in your mind!
DEAD>
A transparent figure fades into view, its fists lined with a silver glow. A gust of air rushes past as the figure dashes towards a raving lunatic, throwing numerous punches!
CS: +292 - TD: +136 + CvA: +25 + d100: +99 == +280
... 30 points of damage!
The transparent figure continues its punching barrage!
... 10 points of damage!
Smash to the kneecap.

So much for "Divine Vengeance"

[SayGoodbye]

The collared toucan circles lazily above.

You take a moment to observe everything you can about a yellow-ridged collared toucan, storing the details away for possible future use.

You say, "Here birdy birdy."

You say, "I need some new fletchings."

You tap a goldenrod faewood arrow fletched with emerald toucan feathers, which is in your right hand.

You ask, "This wasn't one of your relatives was it?"

You ponder.

Dipping into a lazy dive, the collared toucan glides to the ground and lands.
A yellow-ridged collared toucan exclaims, "MOTHER!"

You chortle.

[iJin]

Rennoc shows you some fitted ebon snakeskin trousers trimmed with glistening viper fangs, which he is wearing. Inside, you see a dark rod, and a shiny golden ring.

>stare
You stare at nothing in particular.
>
[OOC]-Marclar: "Related to Manbearpig?"
(OOC) Rennoc's player whispers, "YOU LIKE MY BIG PIERCED ROD??"

[Some Rogue]

You hear the faint thoughts of [OOC]-Darckwizard echo in your mind:
"You'll fail"
You hear the faint thoughts of [OOC]-Darckwizard echo in your mind:
"Like the time I create Darckhairpick"

Darcktard, you have been moved to another room so that you can pick an appropriate name for your character. Your character information and inventory has been saved. Once you have renamed your character to a more appropriate name, you will be returned to the game with your character and inventory intact. To proceed, type RENAME and follow the instructions you are given.
************************************************** *******************

You hear the faint thoughts of [OOC]-You echo in your mind:
"Is my daddy here?"

SEND[Andraste] Mmm... I don't think a name with slang for retard in it is gonna fly here.

:(

[diethx]

I bet if you named yourself Darckcreampie she would love you.

[Widgets]

I bet if you named yourself Darckcreampuff she would love you.

Fixed for you Dieth...

[diethx]

Um, no?

[Garnet Doyle]

SEND[Andraste] Mmm... I don't think a name with slang for retard in it is gonna fly here.



Yeah, make it slang for penis though, and you're golden. My example is "Pudman". Ever heard the expression "Pulling your pud"? I badnamed this and was told "Well maybe it's his last name".


Well a few years back, Dave letterman was calling a canadian gas station attendant who's name was "Dick Assman". By this logic, he can join gemstone and name himself Assman and it's totally legit.

[Drunken Durfin]

Lorinel [quiet]: "Has anyone found any rune staves for sale? I seem to be without one."

You (Focused to Lorinel) [quiet]: "OOC http://www.nilandia.com/merchants/ebongate08.htm."

Lorinel (Focused) [quiet]: "Yeah, I know. Sometimes it's more fun to just ask around. :) Thanks, though."

[thefarmer]

So Rimalon and I were walking around the EG grounds earlier and stopped infront of one of the shops that was called a chapel. I asked Rimalon where Droit was and he just smirked.

Later that evening/early morning...

Droit just arrived.
>
Droit smirks.
>
A blue-eyed white cat pads in.
Rimalon waggles his fingers mystically at Droit. How nice.
>'Ooh!
You exclaim, "Ooh!"
>
Rimalon stares at a blue-eyed white cat.
>ho droit
You reach out and hold Droit's hand.
>look
Droit says, "Well, well, well."
>
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
A pair of large, stone memorial statues flank a narrow rutted muddy road leading to the graveyard. The statues depict figures kneeling in humble supplication, and the shattered remnants of a silver-edged onyx sword lie in the path. To the north, an overgrown path leads to a dark, unmarked building. You also see a blue-eyed white cat.
Also here: Droit, Karacen, Rimalon
Obvious paths: southeast, southwest, west
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
Dark orange and blood-red blossoms dot the overgrown pasture to the north, and thin, sinuous vines cling to the saplings that have started to grow there. Well-maintained homes that serve as modestly sized shops rest on the opposite side of the road, each clearly labeled with a sign. You also see a slate-paved walk, a prim whitewashed shop, a dark vine-covered building and a painted wooden cottage.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
Heavy wear on the road indicates that it is well-traveled, despite the unusually large amount of overgrowth on its sides. Tall, brown corn stalks sway gently as they bend with the wind, concealing several small buildings to the south.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
A wide intersection has been cleared to the north, allowing access to and from the outskirts of town. Small, incomplete stone fences line the road as it splits in an attempt to bar access to the area's small gardens, yards, and homes. A wooden hut stands to the south, contrasting oddly with the stone architecture that surrounds it. You also see a sprawling pale ivory home with an open archway entrance and a ruined stone tower.
Obvious paths: north, east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
The road continues with little change. Small stone houses and shops line the street, trimmed with wood and labeled with family or shop names on signs. A large manor on a small hill has fallen into disrepair, and is slowly failing in its struggle against the elements. You also see a crooked shop.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
Rimalon says, "NO."
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
A thick line of fir trees stands along the southern portion of the road, planted so compactly that they form a natural wall. A gravel path cuts through a small gap in the barrier, leading to an old manor on a hill. You also see a gravel path leading into a thick line of fir trees and an oak-trimmed stone shop.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>w
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
Tower Hill looms darkly to the southeast, its fog-swirled base visible through an alley that leads to the heart of the village. A massive tower, shadowed and hidden by mist, stretches upward from the apex of the hill. The air is chilled by a crisp, damp wind, and the muddy road is marked with puddles that have formed in the grooves and footprints associated with frequent use. You also see a tall two-story house and a small red brick shop.
Obvious paths: east, southeast, southwest
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
A blue-eyed white cat pads in.
>e
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
A thick line of fir trees stands along the southern portion of the road, planted so compactly that they form a natural wall. A gravel path cuts through a small gap in the barrier, leading to an old manor on a hill. You also see a gravel path leading into a thick line of fir trees and an oak-trimmed stone shop.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>e
>e
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
The road continues with little change. Small stone houses and shops line the street, trimmed with wood and labeled with family or shop names on signs. A large manor on a small hill has fallen into disrepair, and is slowly failing in its struggle against the elements. You also see a crooked shop.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
[Velathae, North Sunset Street]
A wide intersection has been cleared to the north, allowing access to and from the outskirts of town. Small, incomplete stone fences line the road as it splits in an attempt to bar access to the area's small gardens, yards, and homes. A wooden hut stands to the south, contrasting oddly with the stone architecture that surrounds it. You also see a sprawling pale ivory home with an open archway entrance and a ruined stone tower.
Obvious paths: north, east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>n
[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
The homes lining both sides of the road here are run down due to obvious lack of care, overrun with creeping growths and thorny bushes. Tall stalks of yellow and brown grasses obscure the view of the ground surrounding the road, and thick, darkly colored vines tightly clutch the remains of the structures. You also see a blue wolf, a vacant greenhouse, a half-timbered shopfront, a small cottage, a rose-covered riverstone cottage and a low dark wood structure.
Obvious paths: east, south, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
Rimalon screams at you!
>e
[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
Sturdy-looking wood and brick houses line the southern portion of the road, each adorned with its own fence and lantern post. Sturdy posts support a flat roof over a small patch of grass riddled with worn walking tracks and surrounded by a variety of barrels in various stages of repair and decay. You also see a dilapidated wooden shack and a ramshackle wooden cottage with a red door.
Obvious paths: east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>'Where'd it go...
Droit asks, "What are we doing?"
>
You say, "Where'd it go..."
>w
[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
The homes lining both sides of the road here are run down due to obvious lack of care, overrun with creeping growths and thorny bushes. Tall stalks of yellow and brown grasses obscure the view of the ground surrounding the road, and thick, darkly colored vines tightly clutch the remains of the structures. You also see a blue wolf, a vacant greenhouse, a half-timbered shopfront, a small cottage, a rose-covered riverstone cottage and a low dark wood structure.
Obvious paths: east, south, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
A blue-eyed white cat pads in.
>w
[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
The break in the fence and the broken lantern post mark the end of the road to the south. The path that leads north to the orchard has become overgrown with the thick, blighted foliage that creeps ever closer to the town. A tipped-over wheelbarrow has been shoved off to the side of the road, its wheel chipped and cracked. You also see a dilapidated old barn, a fence with a swinging gate surrounding a large yard, a modest stone cottage within the yard and a small granite-walled chapel.
Obvious paths: north, east, west
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>cheer
You let out a cheer!
>go chapel
[A Pious Habit]
Thick tapestries faded to muted shades cover the granite block walls of this modest vestry, and a lone crumpled tapestry, half fallen from its supports, pools in a shadowed corner. The gleam of samite is visible down a narrow hallway where the bulk of the temple's vestments are stored. Framed between scorched half-round columns beneath a pair of lancet windows, a row of haon pegs holds a selection of habiliments surprisingly well preserved against decay and rot.
Also here: Locuquox
Obvious exits: out
Droit, Karacen and Rimalon followed.
>
Rimalon buries his face in his hands.
>glance between droit and rimalon
You glance between Droit and Rimalon.
>
A blue-eyed white cat pads in.
>get symbol
You remove an eahnor-inset silver fist symbol from in your tan overalls.
>raise symbol
You thrust your silver fist symbol high over your head as you gaze up to beseech your god for guidance.
>
Droit is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Droit grabs you and drags you out.
[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
The break in the fence and the broken lantern post mark the end of the road to the south. The path that leads north to the orchard has become overgrown with the thick, blighted foliage that creeps ever closer to the town. A tipped-over wheelbarrow has been shoved off to the side of the road, its wheel chipped and cracked. You also see a dilapidated old barn, a fence with a swinging gate surrounding a large yard, a modest stone cottage within the yard and a small granite-walled chapel.
Also here: Droit
Obvious paths: north, east, west
>
A blue-eyed white cat pads in.
>flail
You flail your arms about.
>
Droit says, "I hate you."
>
Rimalon just arrived.
>cackle
You cackle!
>
Droit gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Droit gestures at you.

Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath your feet! Several of the thorns jab into you!
... hits for 15 points of damage!
Some ruby-veined half plate partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 35 points of damage!
Blow shatters knee and severs lower leg!
You fall screaming to the ground grasping your mangled left leg!
You are stunned for 8 rounds!
... hits for 15 points of damage!
Some ruby-veined half plate partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 25 points of damage!
Vicious strike punctures intestines!
... hits for 28 points of damage!
Some ruby-veined half plate partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 25 points of damage!
Elbow punctured, oh what pain!
!SP>
Rimalon laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
!SP>
Droit sticks out his tongue and lets loose with a loud, "Thbtbtbtbt" from his lips!
!SP>beseech
You beseech Kai for some divine assistance.
Your petition to Kai has been heard and you feel a renewed freedom as a restricting force is abolished from you.
You are no longer stunned.
!P>
Droit gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
!P>
Droit gestures at you.
Nothing happens.
!P>
Rimalon joins your group.
!P>'Damn
You say, "Damn."
!P>
You trace a simple symbol as you reverently call on your patron in the prayer for Rejuvenation...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
Granules of cobalt light coalesce around you and as they begin to seep into your exposed skin, you feel invigorated.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
!P>
Rimalon exclaims, "Impressive survival, sir!"
!P>
The voice of Droit says, "Very."
!P>
!P>stand
You struggle, but fail to stand.
Roundtime: 8 sec.

If this is slightly confusing to some, the backstory is Droit, Rimalon and I were at a merchant and aided through various comments by myself, others and the merchant, the running joke among the crowd was that Droit and Rimalon were a couple. In fact the merchant went out of his way to remark on how great of a couple they really were...

[MotleyCrew]

If this is slightly confusing to some, the backstory is Droit, Rimalon and I were at a merchant and aided through various comments by myself, others and the merchant, the running joke among the crowd was that Droit and Rimalon were a couple. In fact the merchant went out of his way to remark on how great of a couple they really were...

Droit...you dawg!

I've found for the most part this year, the merchants have had a pretty good sense of homor, some, down right hilarious. All the while being quite efficient at their handy work.

[LadyKiora]

I just had to throw this one up. Might not be exact, typing from memmory.


Brielus [General]: "Any new raffles today?"
You [General]: "Yes, there is a raffle for a db cloak near the tower with one ticket left."
Brielus [General]: "I Keel you."

[Mighty Nikkisaurus]

Jeronde howls, "When I pull the skin out of my sack, that is when the guessing can begin!"

[LadyLaphrael]

Concerning Brielus...

Irisina says, "He seems very sour."
>
You think to yourself, "On the contrary, Brielus tends to make me laugh out loud."

[waywardgs]

Concerning Brielus...

Irisina says, "He seems very sour."
>
You think to yourself, "On the contrary, Brielus tends to make me laugh out loud."

winner

[diethx]

Agreed, positive rep-worthy.

[diethx]

This gave me a chuckle.

Jespin: [Merchant]: "Also, I'm looking to adopt a daughter. Have no fear, because I am incredibly wealthy, and by wealthy I mean candidates should be willing to forage for nuts and berries to eat, because it may be necessary. Candidates will also have to be open to the idea of sleeping in the box in the cul-de-sac. Focus a thought my way if interested!"

[thefarmer]

Hobo-Neff!

[Moist Happenings]

Shhhh. She doesn't know it's me yet.

[diethx]

So much for being on ignore.

[Moist Happenings]

You are on ignore. He mentioned my name and it seemed out of place, so I clicked view post above.

[Moist Happenings]

I'm allowed to post stuff about me amusing myself, right? Right. Okay here it is:


[Town Square Central]
This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the Quazyd disk, a trail of snowy white owl feathers leading west, some stone benches with some stuff on it and an herbal remedy donation bin.
Also here: Whisker, Nemireck, Quazyd, Renzill, Sarkut, Lady Lorissia, Gob, Greysleeve, Lady Colosa who is sitting
Obvious paths: northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, northwest

You glance at Colosa.

You see Lady Colosa the Phlebotomist.
She appears to be a Giantman of the Grishknel Clan.
She is very tall and appears to be very young. She has small blue eyes and fair skin. She has chin length, braided coal black hair streaked with silver. She has a dainty face, a straight nose and a low forehead.
She has a pearl-inset black steel bar in her lip, a vaalin-swept sleek onyx ring in the middle of her nose, and a thin black vaalin stud in her left eyebrow.
She has terrible, permanent mutilation of her chest muscles.
She is wearing a ragged bearskin pack, some tailored rat hide leathers, a beryl-inset copper barrette, a standing silver half elf pin, a ratty sack, a Tehir travel satchel slung over her shoulder, an antique veniom-inlaid ring, a formal night black robe edged with flame-patterned brocade, a grey leather bag, a crystal amulet, a flawless crystalline skull, some blood and gore-spattered boots, an exquisite gold ring, a plain black thigh-sheath, a jade and white starstone earring, and a roa'ter skin map case.

Speaking to Colosa, you ask, "Excuse me, miss?"

Colosa gives Lorissia a friendly hug.

Lorissia hugs Colosa, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "Yes?"

Speaking to Colosa, you say, "I believe there was a gent at the North gate looking for you just a moment ago."

You say, "He may still be there."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "And who minght that be?"

You say, "I'm afraid I didn't get his name, but he was asking around for you."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa says, "Ok thank you."

You nod to Colosa.

Colosa murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Colosa gestures.
Colosa springs upright with amazing agility!

Lady Colosa just went northwest.

(Jespin sits down in the spot Colosa was previously occupying.)
You sit down.

Alterock coughs.

You say, "Ahhh, warm seat."

[Rue]

OK. Now that was funny.

[Kitsun]

HAHA. That is messed up and hilarious.

Someone point her to this thread!

[waywardgs]

[Town Square Central]
This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the Nexius disk, some acantha leaf, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, a piece of buttery peanut brittle, some acantha leaf, some acantha leaf, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, an apricot stuffed pastry, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, a honey-drizzled blackberry scone, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, an iced chocolate muffin, a large acorn, a tincture of wolifrew, a tincture of tkaro, a rotting fel trunk, a large acorn, a large acorn, a large acorn, a large acorn, a large acorn, a large acorn, some stone benches with some stuff on it and an herbal remedy donation bin.
Also here: Nexius, Ryain, Mucarluk who is sitting, Maleek, Tazzah, Glactarusth who is sitting, Windleaf who is sitting, Bumpur, Angbren who is sitting, Stofreak
Obvious paths: northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, northwest
>
Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

You say, "Bloody mess around here."

The powerful look leaves Ryain.
>
You stub your toe trying to kick the brittle!
>
Maleek pumps the small bellows on the tanik water cannon. The bladder atop the cannon inflates.
>
Martrai just arrived.
>
Martrai just went west.

Kaetis just went southeast.
>
Mucarluk picks up an apricot stuffed pastry.
>
Maleek put some essence of water in his black silk vest.
>
Tazzah says, "Not bloody."
>
Maleek put a crystal-inlaid golden tanik water cannon in his black silk vest.
>
Lord Fenrift just arrived.
>
Maleek just closed a deep black silk vest.
>
Tazzah says, "Tasty."

chuckle tazz

You chuckle at Tazzah.

You say, "Touche."
>
Mucarluk says, "Guess we better start eating."

Mucarluk takes a bite of his stuffed pastry.

look tazz

You see Tazzah Solattaire the Master Healer.
She appears to be a Sylvankind of the Kytawa D'ahranal.
She is shorter than average and appears to be in the bloom of youth. She has sultry vivid purple eyes and lily white skin. She has shoulder length, curly red hair arranged in an intricately twisted roll at the back of her head and held in place by some golden rhimar-bloom hairjewels. She has a heart-shaped face, a small nose and high cheekbones.

______________________

Typical empaths. Sit around town square and eat pastries.
:)

[DaCapn]

Surly: [General]: "Oh-bliged fer day warcampin', all. Good eve ter yer."

How do you guys read this accent? I kind of have this Minnesota accent in mind. Something like the chef from the Muppets, but with real words.

[Twitch]

Surly: [General]: "Oh-bliged fer day warcampin', all. Good eve ter yer."

How do you guys read this accent? I kind of have this Minnesota accent in mind. Something like the chef from the Muppets, but with real words.

I dont usually read into the accent, rather in this case I would have to lean over and whisper to them ooc "WTF did you just say?"

[Ignot]

Irish?

[diethx]

Something like the chef from the Muppets, but with real words.

Oh HELL yeah. I was thinking Irish at first too but after reading this suggestion, it's all I can imagine. lol, good call.

[Kayse]

Surly: [General]: "Oh-bliged fer day warcampin', all. Good eve ter yer."

How do you guys read this accent? I kind of have this Minnesota accent in mind. Something like the chef from the Muppets, but with real words.

:rofl: Love the muppets!

[Moist Happenings]

Definitely not Irish. Emphasis is on the wrong parts of the words. I was thinking more American hick areas. Minnesota, Maine, that sort of thing.

[iJin]

Ratolin raspily exclaims, "All talk!"
>
Ratolin raspily exclaims, "No action!"

A dark elf doomsayer puppet says, "That is not true."

You make a horrendous warthog-like noise.

Looking at a dark elf doomsayer puppet you see a proud little doll that is waving a bloodwood wand and some dark robes.

A dark elf doomsayer puppet says, "Fine. I will walk."

Ratolin raspily says, "Ye will not."

A dark elf doomsayer puppet says, "Zuie, put me down."

You wrinkle your nose.

You quietly say, "But the cheese.."

Ratolin raspily exclaims, "I'll kick you!"

A dark elf doomsayer puppet exclaims, "Put me down now!"

You groan.
>
Ratolin raspily says, "Id listen to it."

You quietly say, "Fine..."

Ratolin raspily says, "Blasted thing."
>
You carefully place a dark elf doomsayer puppet on the floor.

You glance at a dark elf doomsayer puppet.

You see nothing unusual.
>
Ratolin stares at a dark elf doomsayer puppet.
>
Ratolin raspily says, "See."
>
Ratolin raspily says, "All talk."
>
Ratolin raspily says, "No action."

You sniff.

You hear a bang from beneath the table and Ratolin suddenly winces in pain.

You laugh out loud!

****
A dark elf doomsayer puppet says, "I can satisfy him in way you never can."
>
A dark elf doomsayer puppet splutters randomly, grins mischieviously, then goes back to doing nothing.

You smirk.
>
Ratolin raspily says, "Psh."

***
You slap a dark elf doomsayer puppet so hard that its head pops off! You quickly scoop up the head and plop it back on to the body.

You put a dark elf doomsayer puppet in your deep black cloak.
>
You hum quietly to yourself.

You quietly say, "He's mean."

You nod.

A dark elf doomsayer puppet pokes its head out of a deep black cloak and looks around. Feigning shock, it vanishes back inside the cloak again.

****
Speaking quietly to your doomsayer puppet, you exclaim, "Can I put you back in?!"

A dark elf doomsayer puppet says, "No."

You quietly say, "Well too bad."

A dark elf doomsayer puppet droops its little face into a frown.

You put a dark elf doomsayer puppet in your deep black cloak.
>
A dark elf doomsayer puppet pokes its head out of a deep black cloak and looks around. Out of nowhere, it screams, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" before vanishing back inside the cloak.



Hahaha. Had fun tonight. Thanks to whatever GM was bored enough to remind me of a star wars quote. Heh! :heart:

[Sweets]

I love that evil little puppet.

[bookanon]

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I'm allowed to post stuff about me amusing myself, right? Right. Okay here it is:


[Town Square Central]
This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the Quazyd disk, a trail of snowy white owl feathers leading west, some stone benches with some stuff on it and an herbal remedy donation bin.
Also here: Whisker, Nemireck, Quazyd, Renzill, Sarkut, Lady Lorissia, Gob, Greysleeve, Lady Colosa who is sitting
Obvious paths: northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, northwest

You glance at Colosa.

You see Lady Colosa the Phlebotomist.
She appears to be a Giantman of the Grishknel Clan.
She is very tall and appears to be very young. She has small blue eyes and fair skin. She has chin length, braided coal black hair streaked with silver. She has a dainty face, a straight nose and a low forehead.
She has a pearl-inset black steel bar in her lip, a vaalin-swept sleek onyx ring in the middle of her nose, and a thin black vaalin stud in her left eyebrow.
She has terrible, permanent mutilation of her chest muscles.
She is wearing a ragged bearskin pack, some tailored rat hide leathers, a beryl-inset copper barrette, a standing silver half elf pin, a ratty sack, a Tehir travel satchel slung over her shoulder, an antique veniom-inlaid ring, a formal night black robe edged with flame-patterned brocade, a grey leather bag, a crystal amulet, a flawless crystalline skull, some blood and gore-spattered boots, an exquisite gold ring, a plain black thigh-sheath, a jade and white starstone earring, and a roa'ter skin map case.

Speaking to Colosa, you ask, "Excuse me, miss?"

Colosa gives Lorissia a friendly hug.

Lorissia hugs Colosa, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "Yes?"

Speaking to Colosa, you say, "I believe there was a gent at the North gate looking for you just a moment ago."

You say, "He may still be there."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "And who minght that be?"

You say, "I'm afraid I didn't get his name, but he was asking around for you."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa says, "Ok thank you."

You nod to Colosa.

Colosa murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Colosa gestures.
Colosa springs upright with amazing agility!

Lady Colosa just went northwest.

(Jespin sits down in the spot Colosa was previously occupying.)
You sit down.

Alterock coughs.

You say, "Ahhh, warm seat."


Ha I must say that is really funny the timing couldn't have been better I was waiting to pick up an item bought . I glad to see i left A warm spot:rofl: :club:

[waywardgs]

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I'm allowed to post stuff about me amusing myself, right? Right. Okay here it is:


[Town Square Central]
This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the Quazyd disk, a trail of snowy white owl feathers leading west, some stone benches with some stuff on it and an herbal remedy donation bin.
Also here: Whisker, Nemireck, Quazyd, Renzill, Sarkut, Lady Lorissia, Gob, Greysleeve, Lady Colosa who is sitting
Obvious paths: northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, northwest

You glance at Colosa.

You see Lady Colosa the Phlebotomist.
She appears to be a Giantman of the Grishknel Clan.
She is very tall and appears to be very young. She has small blue eyes and fair skin. She has chin length, braided coal black hair streaked with silver. She has a dainty face, a straight nose and a low forehead.
She has a pearl-inset black steel bar in her lip, a vaalin-swept sleek onyx ring in the middle of her nose, and a thin black vaalin stud in her left eyebrow.
She has terrible, permanent mutilation of her chest muscles.
She is wearing a ragged bearskin pack, some tailored rat hide leathers, a beryl-inset copper barrette, a standing silver half elf pin, a ratty sack, a Tehir travel satchel slung over her shoulder, an antique veniom-inlaid ring, a formal night black robe edged with flame-patterned brocade, a grey leather bag, a crystal amulet, a flawless crystalline skull, some blood and gore-spattered boots, an exquisite gold ring, a plain black thigh-sheath, a jade and white starstone earring, and a roa'ter skin map case.

Speaking to Colosa, you ask, "Excuse me, miss?"

Colosa gives Lorissia a friendly hug.

Lorissia hugs Colosa, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "Yes?"

Speaking to Colosa, you say, "I believe there was a gent at the North gate looking for you just a moment ago."

You say, "He may still be there."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa asks, "And who minght that be?"

You say, "I'm afraid I didn't get his name, but he was asking around for you."

Speaking raspily to you, Colosa says, "Ok thank you."

You nod to Colosa.

Colosa murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Colosa gestures.
Colosa springs upright with amazing agility!

Lady Colosa just went northwest.

(Jespin sits down in the spot Colosa was previously occupying.)
You sit down.

Alterock coughs.

You say, "Ahhh, warm seat."


Ha I must say that is really funny the timing couldn't have been better I was waiting to pick up an item bought . I glad to see i left A warm spot:rofl: :club:



I believe Neff pioneered that trick. Still funny though.

[Moist Happenings]

I believe Neff pioneered that trick. Still funny though.

Hehe, thanks for that, but that WAS the trick. Just a late response.

[thefarmer]

>amb bear head
You swing a well-balanced silver chased warhammer at a great brown bear!
AS: +196 vs DS: +91 with AvD: +27 + d100 roll: +75 = +207
... and hit for 51 points of damage!
Skull cracks in several places.
The great brown bear is stunned!

Your warhammer cracks the great brown bear on the back of the head. He gibbers mindlessly then drops to his hands and knees.
... 15 points of damage!
Jarring blow to the great brown bear's back.
The great brown bear lets out a blood-curdling roar and dies.
Roundtime: 6 sec.

The flare messaging amused me.

[Rue]

Posting as requested- (edited some, of course)


A shrickhen screams furiously and points at you!
CS: +325 - TD: +303 + CvA: +2 + d100: +73 - -5 == +102
Warding failed!
A shrickhen blasts you for 2 points of damage.
... 30 points of damage!
Electric blast goes right to the heart! You'll miss that steady beat.
You become solid again.
You feel your extra strength departing.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding you suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around you.
The bright luminescence fades from around you.
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
The brilliant aura fades away from you.
You feel less confident.
A white glow rushes away from you.
You feel the protection of your deity's influence fade.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
Deep blue motes swirl away from you and fade.
You return to normal color.
The powerful look leaves you.
The air about you stops shimmering.
You sense that your attunement to the minds of others has ceased.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The dim aura fades from around you.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
The opalescent aura fades from around you.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

...departing in 10 mins...
The shrickhen screams and salivates as he cavorts around your stiffening corpse.

DEAD>
* Telsas just bit the dust!
The Telsas disk disintegrates, dropping everything on the ground.

Sthos says, "Oppps."

Insert mass swarm here, Sthos barely escaping with his life. The room finally clears out of critters, and then beseech 350. AND THEN a symbol of return.

[Hall of Patrons, Vestibule]

[Ta'Illistim, BriarStone Wey]

You feel a pinching pain in your chest.
Roundtime: 3 sec.


[Ta'Illistim, BriarStone Court]
Ringed by stone buildings, the view afforded is one of the bustling heart of Ta'Illistim. The center of the court is a bustle of activity, as throngs of citizenry and travellers pass through the western center of the city on their way to various destinations. You also see a wooden barrel.
Also here: Ithrian, Lady Taristania who is sitting, Valseiradore who is sitting
Obvious paths: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest

You lightly tap Taristania on the shoulder.

You quietly say, "I am alive."

Your stomach gives off a loud gurgle.

You quietly say, "Oh crap."

You quietly exclaim, "Taristania!!"

You double over, clutching your belly and moaning.

Pain shoots up and down your chest.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

Taristania smiles at you.

You clutch your chest with an anguished expression.

You quietly exclaim, "Am I going to have one of those things?!"

Taristania meditates over you.

You glance about with a look of concern on your face.

You quietly ask, "If I have a baby thing, will it kill everyone?"

Pain shoots up and down all your limbs.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
R>
Taristania chuckles.

You quietly say, "Oooooohh no."

You quietly say, "I am really thinking I am going to have one."

You quietly say, "I keep getting aches and pains."

You quietly ask, "Will it kill me?"

Taristania says, "Yes."
>
Sthos just arrived.
K>
Sthos rubs you tenderly.

You quietly ask, "Will it kill everyone else?"
K>
Sthos says, "No in ... town."
K>
Tukero just arrived.
K>
Tukero just went northwest.
K>
Sthos says, "But ... you are going to have an ... event."
K>
Your stomach heaves and an intense stabbing pain passes through your chest.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

You quietly ask, "So we can let it live?"

Sthos grins.

You gag deep in your throat, making a choking sound.

Valseiradore gestures.
A fat white mouse scurries into the area and up onto Valseiradore's foot where he sits briefly.

You quietly say, "I think we are about to have a child."

The white mouse scurries off.
A fat white mouse scurries in.

You nod to Sthos.

Sthos chuckles.

Sthos clasps your hand tenderly.

You quietly say, "Who would of guessed."

Sthos says, "Might as ... welll ... get it over."

Sthos pulls you to your feet.

Your stomach bulges outward and horrific pains stab you up and down the chest.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

You scream!

You feel at full magical power again.

Insert scenery passing by quickly here


[Ta'Illistim, City Gate]
A cavernous opening in the cliff's steep face dominates the crest of the hillside, serving as the nearly impenetrable entrance to the great city built by House Illistim. A raised gate is barely visible at the top of the stony maw. Intricately carved columns flank the entrance, their crowns adorned with delicate silvered glyphs and toothily grinning gargoyles. Staked torches nearby cast an amber glow across the glyphs, highlighting their curves and contours with an eerie grace. You also see a yellow tent.
Also here: Sthos
Obvious paths: southwest

You quietly ask, "Where are you taking me?"

Sthos's group just went southwest.
[Whistler's Pass, Road]
The hillside climbs steeply northward, as sheer cliffs tower overhead to a dizzying height. The well-worn cobblestoned road winds its way towards the cliffs from the valley floor. To one side of the road, a small guard tower houses two elven guards, each of whom is diligently observing the few travelling this road at night. A lone torch burns at the base of the tower, casting a dim glow across the features of those who pass.
Also here: Sthos
Obvious paths: northeast, west
A fat white mouse scurries in.

Sthos says, "Outside."

Great Lord Tiner just came trudging in.

Great Lord Tiner just trudged away moving northeast.

Sabreon's group just arrived.

Sabreon's group just went west.

Sthos says, "So you can ... have ... your baby."

Sthos winks at you.

Sthos removes a thin-handled zorchar longsword from in his black leather back-sheaths.

You survey the area.

You quietly ask, "Here?"

[Whistler's Pass, Road]
The hillside climbs steeply northward, as sheer cliffs tower overhead to a dizzying height. The well-worn cobblestoned road winds its way towards the cliffs from the valley floor. To one side of the road, a small guard tower houses two elven guards, each of whom is diligently observing the few travelling this road at night. A lone torch burns at the base of the tower, casting a dim glow across the features of those who pass. You also see a fat white mouse and the Sthos disk.
Also here: Sthos
Obvious paths: northeast, west

Sthos says, "Yep."

You quietly say, "In the middle of the road?!."

Sthos says, "Just ... relax."

Sthos asks, "You have another preference?"

A searing pain hits you and knocks you prone, your body jerking spasmodically. As you watch, your body rips open and several moulis scrapings burrow out and drop to the ground!

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

...departing in 10 mins...
DEAD>
* Telsas just bit the dust!

Sthos leaps from hiding to attack!
Sthos swings a zorchar longsword at a moulis scraping!
AS: +392 vs DS: +94 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +7 = +342
... and hits for 129 points of damage!
A mighty blow cleaves a swath through the moulis scraping's back, taking the spine with it.
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.

DEAD>
Sthos searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
DEAD>
Sthos leaps from hiding to attack!
Sthos swings a zorchar longsword at a moulis scraping!
AS: +392 vs DS: +94 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +74 = +409
... and hits for 105 points of damage!
Wild upward slash removes the moulis scraping's face from its skull!
Interesting way to die.
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.
DEAD>
A moulis scraping rolls into a ball and flings itself at Sthos!
Amazingly, Sthos manages to parry the attack with his longsword!
DEAD>
Sthos searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
DEAD>
Maodan's group just arrived.
DEAD>
Sthos leaps from hiding to attack!
Sthos swings a zorchar longsword at a moulis scraping!
AS: +392 vs DS: +94 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +72 = +407
... and hits for 119 points of damage!
Gruesome, slashing blow to the side of the moulis scraping's head!
Skull split open! Brain (and life) vanishes in a fine mist.
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.
DEAD>

Sthos searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
DEAD>
Sthos leaps from hiding to attack!
Sthos swings a zorchar longsword at a moulis scraping!
AS: +392 vs DS: +94 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +44 = +379
... and hits for 98 points of damage!
Awesome shot shatters spine and punctures lung!
The moulis scraping is knocked to the ground!
DEAD>
A moulis scraping stands up with a grunt.
DEAD>
Sthos swings a zorchar longsword at a moulis scraping!
AS: +392 vs DS: +90 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +52 = +391
... and hits for 95 points of damage!
Deep slash to the moulis scraping's right side!
Several inches of padding sliced off hip....
From the inside!
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.
DEAD>
The white mouse squeaks.
DEAD>
Sthos searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
DEAD>
Sthos says, "... fun."
DEAD>
Sthos put a thin-handled zorchar longsword in his black leather back-sheaths.
DEAD>

Sthos removes a white flask from in his midnight black greatcloak.
DEAD>"that is so wrong!!!
You quietly exclaim, "That is so wrong!!!"
DEAD>
Sthos forces your mouth open, and pours in a small amount from his white flask.
You feel a tingle on your soul, as if a powerful hand is gently cradling it.
(Thy soul is bound to thy body for an extra 10 minutes.)
DEAD>l
You laugh, the sepulchral sound echoing through the room.
DEAD>
Sthos put a white flask in his midnight black greatcloak.
DEAD>
Sthos says, "Never ... seen ... it happen before."

Sthos chuckles.

DEAD>
Sthos appears to be preparing to attempt dragging you.

[Ta'Illistim, BriarStone Court]
Ringed by stone buildings, the view afforded is one of the bustling heart of Ta'Illistim. The center of the court is a bustle of activity, as throngs of citizenry and travellers pass through the western center of the city on their way to various destinations. You also see a shifting portal and a wooden barrel.
Also here: Sthos, Great Lord Tiner who is kneeling, Ithrian, Lady Taristania who is sitting, Valseiradore
Obvious paths: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest
DEAD>
Sthos slings a polished convex buckler over his shoulder.
DEAD>
Taristania looks over your corpse, as if making sure you're dead.
DEAD>
Taristania glances at you with a concerned expression, checking for injuries.
DEAD>
The shifting portal shimmers slightly, the haze within its glowing outline growing opaque as it contracts to a pinpoint of blue-grey mist and vanishes.

You give a ghostly chuckle.

You quietly say, "That was just so wrong on so many levels."

__________________________________________________ _______________

Ten Mintues later -


You double over, clutching your belly and moaning.

Sthos grins.

You look at Sthos and shake your head.

Sthos says, "Uh oh."

Sthos whispers, "You're not having more are you?"

You look at Sthos and shake your head.

You chuckle.

You quietly say, "Just wanted to scare you."

[Khariz]

This just happened, just this second:


Lord Evyrsio just arrived.
s>
Ridic says, "Thanks for the spells, im off to slay some roater, and hopfully survive the process."
s>grin
You grin.
s>'I loved those
You say, "I loved those."
s>
Ridic nods.
s>
Evyrsio makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
A bright luminescence surrounds Evyrsio.
s>
Evyrsio makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
A silvery luminescence surrounds Evyrsio.
s>
Ridic says, "Seems to be the best way to make silver."
s>
Evyrsio makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
A brilliant luminescence surrounds Evyrsio.
s>
Ridic shrugs.
s>chu
You chuckle.
s>
Evyrsio gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
Evyrsio suddenly looks more powerful.
s>
You hear someone intoning a phrase of elemental power...
s>
Evyrsio gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
The air thickens and begins to swirl around Evyrsio.
s>
Evyrsio gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
s>
Evyrsio gestures.
A light blue glow surrounds Evyrsio.
s>
Ridic just went southwest.
s>
Zzentar suddenly fades into view.
Zzentar gestures at Evyrsio.
CS: +534 - TD: +333 + CvA: +13 + d100: +75 - -5 == +294
Warding failed!
Wisps of black smoke swirl around Evyrsio and he bursts into flame!
... 70 points of damage!
Flame burns through Evyrsio's abdomen. Greasy smoke billows forth.

* Evyrsio drops dead at your feet!

The powerful look leaves Evyrsio.
The light blue glow leaves Evyrsio.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Evyrsio.
The air calms down around Evyrsio.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Evyrsio.
The bright luminescence fades from around Evyrsio.
A shadow seems to detach itself from Evyrsio's body, swiftly dissipating into the air.

A nearby townsman hurries off screaming, "Zzentar has committed murder!"

s>
* Evyrsio just bit the dust!
s>
Zzentar says, "Paybacks are hell."
s>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
s>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
s>chu
You chuckle.

[Xeromist]

Right on, I was wondering if it was another person who killed him.

[Baelog]

Damn, I missed Double-Z charbroiling him...

[thefarmer]

Khariz's log was pure win.

[thefarmer]

You see Ismurii Norbin the Empath.
She is shorter than average and appears to be extremely young. She has thick-lashed blue-black eyes and lily white skin. She has waist length, glossy jet black hair. She has a dainty face and a narrow waist. She has a pair of emerald green wings.
She has old battle scars on her right leg.
She is holding a star ruby in her right hand and a deep purple amethyst in her left hand.
She is wearing a crystal amulet, a white velvet hairbow, a strand of polished onyx beads, a pale blue bodice, an onyx and ivory mosaic locket, a thin coiling silver armlet dangling tiny sapphire orbs, a star-clasped soft leather satchel, some double leather, a gold ring, a black diamond ring, a double-strand black diamond waistchain, a white satin wrap-around skirt, and a pair of smart-looking white dancing slippers.



Ismurii sighs heavily.
Furiae blinks at Ismurii.
Speaking deeply to Ismurii, Furiae asks, "Whats the matter?"
Speaking to Furiae, Ismurii says, "Nothing, really."
Ismurii grins at Furiae.
Speaking deeply to Ismurii, Furiae asks, "What do you hunt?"
>
Ismurii laughs!
>
Speaking to Furiae, Ismurii asks, "Me? Hunt?"

Furiae nods to Ismurii.
>
Araea flails her arms about.
>
Speaking to Furiae, Ismurii asks, "You are telling a joke right?"
>
Furiae laughs!
>
* Sinras just bit the dust!
>
Furiae looks over at Ismurii and shakes his head.

[thefarmer]

Leisle clasps Stery's hand tenderly.
>
Leisle just sashayed gracefully over to an old well, with her group following closely behind her.


If that's not perfect IG messaging for a hooker taking a john into a back alley for a quick $2 bj, I don't know what is...

[Ignot]

You see Ismurii Norbin the Empath.
She is shorter than average and appears to be extremely young. She has thick-lashed blue-black eyes and lily white skin. She has waist length, glossy jet black hair. She has a dainty face and a narrow waist. She has a pair of emerald green wings.
She has old battle scars on her right leg.
She is holding a star ruby in her right hand and a deep purple amethyst in her left hand.
She is wearing a crystal amulet, a white velvet hairbow, a strand of polished onyx beads, a pale blue bodice, an onyx and ivory mosaic locket, a thin coiling silver armlet dangling tiny sapphire orbs, a star-clasped soft leather satchel, some double leather, a gold ring, a black diamond ring, a double-strand black diamond waistchain, a white satin wrap-around skirt, and a pair of smart-looking white dancing slippers.



Ismurii sighs heavily.
Furiae blinks at Ismurii.
Speaking deeply to Ismurii, Furiae asks, "Whats the matter?"
Speaking to Furiae, Ismurii says, "Life"
Ismurii frowns at Furiae.
Furiae rolls his eyes.
Speaking deeply to Ismurii, Furiae says, "Okayyy see ya"
>
Furiae just went west.



Fixed

[Allereli]

Sereg removes some fine opaline dust from in his tan satchel.

Sereg grins at a sluggish jet black arashan.

Sereg glances at some fine opaline dust in his hand.

Sereg smirks.

Sereg asks, "Think this will give an arashan the... runs?"

You laugh out loud!

Sereg grins.

-------------------------------------------------------------

Speaking to you, Sereg asks, "Want to go back to nelemar's abode?"

You shake your head.

Sereg snaps his fingers.

Speaking to his salt-preserved haddock, Sereg says, "I guess I will have to use you as bait rather than Allereli."

You scowl.

[thefarmer]

Futtilo groans.
R>grumble
You grumble.
R>
You pick up a file and file the maul-head where the maul-haft will fit, then try fitting them together again.

R>
Futtilo says, "Nono."
R>
Futtilo says, "Left."
R>
Futtilo says, "Then tap, and push."
R>'shaddup
You say, "Shaddup."
R>
You pause to examine both pieces closely and then try putting them together more forcefully.

R>
Futtilo shrugs.
R>'I'm concentrating
You say, "I'm concentrating."
R>
You finish your work and step back, turning the steel maul in your hands. You nod, satisfied with the piece you've created.

R>roll eye
...wait 4 seconds.
R>'I blame you
You say, "I blame you."
R>
Futtilo says, "You look awfully satisfied."
>
Futtilo says, "For such a crappy job."
>'because it's your fault
You say, "Because it's your fault."
>glance
You glance down to see a superior maoral-hafted steel maul in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
>put maul in my longcoat
You put a superior maoral-hafted steel maul in your canvas longcoat.
>
Futtilo says, "My fault."
>
Futtilo says, "Right."
>
Futtilo nods.
>
Spell Surge of Strength (surge) ended.
You begin to lose touch with your internal sources of strength.
>
Futtilo says, "Look at you."
>
Futtilo says, "Growing weak."
>
Futtilo says, "You're a shell of your former self."
>
Futtilo shakes his head at you and clucks his tongue.
>grmble
Please rephrase that command.
>l fut
You see Futtilo Quinine Nalfein.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall and appears to have come of age. He has twitching, bloodshot ice blue eyes and fair skin. He has short, thick blond hair styled into unkempt spikes with a long white streak down the right side. He has a bony face, a flaring nose and long pointed ears. He has a faint, thin scar near his right eye.
He has a black and crimson flame tattoo on his neck, a jade encased black rose tattoo on his finger, and a trio of eahnor spikes set along the slender tips of his pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a dark krodera-clasped satchel slung over his shoulder, a heavy leather forging apron with reinforced pockets, a burnished red eahnor keyring, a gleaming krodera neckchain, a silk neckpouch, a black elven longcoat, a raven-etched thin eahnor armband, a dark krodera-clasped backpack, a thick leather wrist guard, a thick leather wrist guard, a dark leather equipment belt, an eahnor-bound toolkit, some lor-buttoned black silk pants, some black stalking boots, and a perfect zorchar forging-hammer.
>grumble
>
You grumble.
>
Futtilo says, "Get ahold of yourself, man."
>
Futtilo hauls off and slaps you up'side the head!
>stance off
>
You are now in an offensive stance.
>kifk fut
Please rephrase that command.
>kick fut
You attempt to kick Futtilo!
MB: -8 vs MB: 68 = -76 -- Lose advantage!
THT 90, d100 roll: 42, modified: -34
A clean miss.
Roundtime: 14 sec.
R>snicker
You snicker.
R>
Futtilo's jaw drops.
R>'Hm.
You say, "Hm."
R>get maul in longc
You remove a superior maoral-hafted steel maul from in your canvas longcoat.
>stance def
You are now in a defensive stance.
>kil fut
You swing a superior steel maul at Futtilo!
AS: +164 vs DS: +69 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +60 = +188
... and hit for 42 points of damage!
Vertebrae in neck disintegrate from impact!
Neck sinks into shoulders.

* Futtilo drops dead at your feet!

Futtilo appears less battle-ready as a soft glow dissipates from around his form.

A small human child cries out, "Murder!". His mother then sends him off for the night watchman.

Roundtime: 13 sec.
R>
* Futtilo just bit the dust!
R>'Oh
You say, "Oh."
R>
The ghostly laughter of Futtilo echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.
R>
Your internal strength fully recovers from your most recent attempt to tap into it.
R>'Ooops?
You ask, "Ooops?"
R>
Your mule tattoo surveys the area for a time, then rolls its eyes.
>l
>
[Kobold Workshop]
Uneven gaps between the rough-hewn planks of the walls make it clear that the workshop's walls are intended to only block out the worst of the weather. Crowded with a grinder, polisher and a workbench with a vise, this room is perhaps a third of the building's interior. Besides the exit, a red iron door pierces the center of the hut's one interior wall. For whatever reason, the bases of the workbench, grinder and polisher have each been carved with images of scampering rats. You also see a superior maoral-hafted steel maul, a rough maoral maul-haft, a leftover maoral block, a rough maoral maul-haft, a rough maoral maul-haft, a wooden bin, a rental hourglass and a large sign.
Also here: the body of Futtilo who is lying down
Obvious exits: out
>
The ghostly voice of Futtilo says, "I stand corrected."
>
The ghostly voice of Futtilo says, "Maybe you have a set after all."
>smirk fut
You smirk at Futtilo.
>rem flask
You remove an ironwood flask inlaid with a vaalorn plow from your belt.
>
The night watchman, leading a group of deputies, strides swiftly in.

With great ease, the night watchman grabs you and shackles your wrists.

"There you are! I got a tip that I'd find you here," says the night watchman.
The night watchman then drags you off.


Arriving at the jail, the night watchman strips you of your possessions, opens a strong ironbound door and throws you bodily to the darkness within the door. "There thou wilt remain until the judge has words with thee!" he chortles gleefully.

With a dull thud and rattle of keys in a lock, the door closes and locks, leaving you trapped within.

In the distance you hear the night watchman say, "There are clothes on the floor if you want them, but I expect them to be returned. You have two weeks time to clear out of here and collect your belongings. After two weeks I like to clean out the clutter in my office."

[Wehnimer's, Jail Cell]
Dirty walls surround you, and a metal-banded door blocks your only exit. From somewhere in the darkness, you can hear the sound of a creature moving about. You also see a pair of fruit-stained trousers and a fruit-stained tunic.
Obvious exits: none

[Khariz]

Futtilo groans.
R>grumble
You grumble.
R>
You pick up a file and file the maul-head where the maul-haft will fit, then try fitting them together again.

R>
Futtilo says, "Nono."
R>
Futtilo says, "Left."
R>
Futtilo says, "Then tap, and push."
R>'shaddup
You say, "Shaddup."
R>
You pause to examine both pieces closely and then try putting them together more forcefully.

R>
Futtilo shrugs.
R>'I'm concentrating
You say, "I'm concentrating."
R>
You finish your work and step back, turning the steel maul in your hands. You nod, satisfied with the piece you've created.

R>roll eye
...wait 4 seconds.
R>'I blame you
You say, "I blame you."
R>
Futtilo says, "You look awfully satisfied."
>
Futtilo says, "For such a crappy job."
>'because it's your fault
You say, "Because it's your fault."
>glance
You glance down to see a superior maoral-hafted steel maul in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
>put maul in my longcoat
You put a superior maoral-hafted steel maul in your canvas longcoat.
>
Futtilo says, "My fault."
>
Futtilo says, "Right."
>
Futtilo nods.
>
Spell Surge of Strength (surge) ended.
You begin to lose touch with your internal sources of strength.
>
Futtilo says, "Look at you."
>
Futtilo says, "Growing weak."
>
Futtilo says, "You're a shell of your former self."
>
Futtilo shakes his head at you and clucks his tongue.
>grmble
Please rephrase that command.
>l fut
You see Futtilo Quinine Nalfein.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall and appears to have come of age. He has twitching, bloodshot ice blue eyes and fair skin. He has short, thick blond hair styled into unkempt spikes with a long white streak down the right side. He has a bony face, a flaring nose and long pointed ears. He has a faint, thin scar near his right eye.
He has a black and crimson flame tattoo on his neck, a jade encased black rose tattoo on his finger, and a trio of eahnor spikes set along the slender tips of his pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a dark krodera-clasped satchel slung over his shoulder, a heavy leather forging apron with reinforced pockets, a burnished red eahnor keyring, a gleaming krodera neckchain, a silk neckpouch, a black elven longcoat, a raven-etched thin eahnor armband, a dark krodera-clasped backpack, a thick leather wrist guard, a thick leather wrist guard, a dark leather equipment belt, an eahnor-bound toolkit, some lor-buttoned black silk pants, some black stalking boots, and a perfect zorchar forging-hammer.
>grumble
>
You grumble.
>
Futtilo says, "Get ahold of yourself, man."
>
Futtilo hauls off and slaps you up'side the head!
>stance off
>
You are now in an offensive stance.
>kifk fut
Please rephrase that command.
>kick fut
You attempt to kick Futtilo!
MB: -8 vs MB: 68 = -76 -- Lose advantage!
THT 90, d100 roll: 42, modified: -34
A clean miss.
Roundtime: 14 sec.
R>snicker
You snicker.
R>
Futtilo's jaw drops.
R>'Hm.
You say, "Hm."
R>get maul in longc
You remove a superior maoral-hafted steel maul from in your canvas longcoat.
>stance def
You are now in a defensive stance.
>kil fut
You swing a superior steel maul at Futtilo!
AS: +164 vs DS: +69 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +60 = +188
... and hit for 42 points of damage!
Vertebrae in neck disintegrate from impact!
Neck sinks into shoulders.

* Futtilo drops dead at your feet!

Futtilo appears less battle-ready as a soft glow dissipates from around his form.

A small human child cries out, "Murder!". His mother then sends him off for the night watchman.

Roundtime: 13 sec.
R>
* Futtilo just bit the dust!
R>'Oh
You say, "Oh."
R>
The ghostly laughter of Futtilo echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.
R>
Your internal strength fully recovers from your most recent attempt to tap into it.
R>'Ooops?
You ask, "Ooops?"
R>
Your mule tattoo surveys the area for a time, then rolls its eyes.
>l
>
[Kobold Workshop]
Uneven gaps between the rough-hewn planks of the walls make it clear that the workshop's walls are intended to only block out the worst of the weather. Crowded with a grinder, polisher and a workbench with a vise, this room is perhaps a third of the building's interior. Besides the exit, a red iron door pierces the center of the hut's one interior wall. For whatever reason, the bases of the workbench, grinder and polisher have each been carved with images of scampering rats. You also see a superior maoral-hafted steel maul, a rough maoral maul-haft, a leftover maoral block, a rough maoral maul-haft, a rough maoral maul-haft, a wooden bin, a rental hourglass and a large sign.
Also here: the body of Futtilo who is lying down
Obvious exits: out
>
The ghostly voice of Futtilo says, "I stand corrected."
>
The ghostly voice of Futtilo says, "Maybe you have a set after all."
>smirk fut
You smirk at Futtilo.
>rem flask
You remove an ironwood flask inlaid with a vaalorn plow from your belt.
>
The night watchman, leading a group of deputies, strides swiftly in.

With great ease, the night watchman grabs you and shackles your wrists.

"There you are! I got a tip that I'd find you here," says the night watchman.
The night watchman then drags you off.


Arriving at the jail, the night watchman strips you of your possessions, opens a strong ironbound door and throws you bodily to the darkness within the door. "There thou wilt remain until the judge has words with thee!" he chortles gleefully.

With a dull thud and rattle of keys in a lock, the door closes and locks, leaving you trapped within.

In the distance you hear the night watchman say, "There are clothes on the floor if you want them, but I expect them to be returned. You have two weeks time to clear out of here and collect your belongings. After two weeks I like to clean out the clutter in my office."

[Wehnimer's, Jail Cell]
Dirty walls surround you, and a metal-banded door blocks your only exit. From somewhere in the darkness, you can hear the sound of a creature moving about. You also see a pair of fruit-stained trousers and a fruit-stained tunic.
Obvious exits: none

:rofl:

[Adequate Picker]

You could not have ROFL'ed without quoting the post you just read? You were next in line!

[iJin]

In the dais. I find this hilariously amusing and embarrassing. My first offense.

Speaking in Elven, you say, "Chat ........."

....

LOL. Fucking bubble button shit. I clicked it without noticing, it seems.

[Winter's Kiss]

Least it wasn't something obscene. I've done that at the Fountain in Ta'Illistim about a month after I got Psinet a couple years ago..

[iJin]

Speaking in Elven, you say, "Let me get my records."
>
Astrallea lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting wooden flagpole mercilessly but to little effect.
>
Athgo joins your group.
>
Astrallea lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting wooden flagpole mercilessly but to little effect.
>laugh ast
You laugh at Astrallea!
>grin
Sovine says, "Shake it hun."
>
You grin.
>laugh
You laugh out loud!

[Fallen]

>nw
[West Wing]
The corridor stretches away to the northwest. High, vaulted ceilings vanish into the darkness high above, dimly lit by flaming sconces that line the walls of carved basalt. Dark tapestries hang on the walls, though in the dim light it is difficult to make out the images woven into them. You also see a granite arch with an engraved Sylvanfair placard on it and a marble arch with an engraved Helden placard on it.
Obvious exits: southeast, northwest
>
[West Wing]
The corridor stretches away to the northwest and southeast. High, vaulted ceilings vanish into the darkness high above, dimly lit by flaming sconces that line the walls of carved basalt. A gentle breeze suddenly sets the flames dancing for a moment, then stillness returns. You also see a granite arch with an engraved White Haven placard on it and a marble arch with an engraved Obsidian Tower placard on it.
Also here: Lord Ashbeird who is sleeping
Obvious exits: southeast, northwest
>
A shackled vast grey-blue spider arrives.
>
You squint at Ashbeird.

Ashbeird appears to be sleeping.
You see Lord Ashbeird the Drifter.
He appears to be a Dwarf.
He is short and appears to be very young. He has almond-shaped violet eyes and black skin. He has raggedly cut, frizzy white hair with a large bald spot. He has a weathered face, a flat nose and a long beard.
He has a black jackal's head tattoo on his neck, and a long-stemmed yew pipe clenched between his teeth.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a crystal amulet, a wide-brimmed leather hat draped in mosquito netting, a firebrick red neckpouch, a chipped hematite amulet, a dark verdant velvet cloak with shadowy ebon undertones, an embroidered viper skin armband, a pair of wolf skin gloves, an ivory cambric waistcoat fettered by birch toggles, a yellow and green viper skin tabard, a fitted bright green bodice of sinew-stitched iguana skins, a slender oilcloth thigh-sheath wrapped in rawhide, an oiled leather vest, a silver-bladed dagger medallion, a dappled deer skin bodice, some tiny axe shaped beard clips, an antique golvern beard clip, a spiraled malachite armband clasped with a faenor leaf, a castle-etched white sphere pin, a sinew-stitched tote slung over his shoulder, a haggard traveler's pack, some ornate imflass chain mail, a wiregrass bracelet, a light green canvas belt, a stained remedy bag with a braided cord drawstring, a lapis studded slate grey sack, some fitted trousers of rich bronze and dark green bourde, a wiregrass anklet, some soot black puma fur boots, and a ruic long bow slung over his other shoulder.


>kick ash
Ashbeird awakens startled.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You kick Ashbeird hard in the shin!

You are now speaking Common.

You coldly exclaim, "No loitering!"

You scowl at Ashbeird.

>go second arch
[The Black Lounge]
The polished black granite flagstones are covered with a thick handwoven carpet. Several large oak chairs sit in a semicircle in front of the massive marble hearth as if pulled together for a quiet conversation. On the wall above the mantel, five long daggers are arranged in a star-shaped pattern, the edges of the dark blades glistening in the firelight. You also see a gleaming ebon dartboard inset with polished silver framework, a wastebasket, a burning candle sconce, an arch, a basket of sticks and a heavy slate blackboard.
Obvious exits: none
>
A shackled vast grey-blue spider arrives.

[thefarmer]

>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch]
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a long oak sideboard with some stuff on it, the porch steps, a doorman and a tall modwir bin.
Also here: Necra who is sitting, Lord Briars who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Briars says, "Have a seat."
>
Briars traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
>
Briars gestures.
The ground around you seems to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
You lose your balance and fall over.
Roundtime: 15 sec.
Suddenly, the ground seems steadier.
PR>
Briars snickers.
PR>'Guess I will...
You say, "Guess I will..."
PR>ponder
You ponder.
PR>
Briars says, "That will never get old."
s>l briars
You see Lord Briars Jeakers the Warlock.
He appears to be a Faendryl Dark Elf.
He is tall and appears to be in his second childhood. He has twitching milky white eyes and ashen skin. He has raggedly cut, unruly auburn hair. He has a straight nose and sunken cheeks.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a soulstone-hilted pink imflass falchion in his right hand and a pink vultite shield in his left hand.
He is wearing a pink rolton hide backpack, a crystal amulet, a wide gold ring, a pink cloak with a rolton eye clasp that seems to stare at you, a pink belt with a shrunken head dangling by a rusty chain, a bright pink sorcerer's vest, a weathered spider leg fetish, a bloodstone inset pewter crown, a wide gold ring, a suit of rosy pink armor adorned with tarnished skull-shaped metal shoulder guards, and some firecat skin trousers.


After toying with some folks in town..


The night watchman rushes in, followed closely by his posse!

With great ease, the night watchman grabs Briars and shackles his wrists.

"Ah-ha! The boys at Helga's said I might find something interesting here," says the night watchman.
The night watchman then drags him off.

[waywardgs]

You hear the faint thoughts of Guerand echo in your mind:
[Merchant]: "Looking for a warrior who can assess boys."

[Elvenlady]

Pasted to me and I had to share ...

Medi walks to stand behind a bighorn sheep.
>
A bighorn sheep tosses his head, bleating in dismay.

A bighorn sheep looks a little dubious about his situation!

A bighorn sheep lowers his head and charges south.

[diethx]

Pasted to me and I had to share ...

Medi walks to stand behind a bighorn sheep.
>
A bighorn sheep tosses his head, bleating in dismay.

A bighorn sheep looks a little dubious about his situation!

A bighorn sheep lowers his head and charges south.

:rofl:

[Abyran'sa]

Pasted to me and I had to share ...

Medi walks to stand behind a bighorn sheep.
>
A bighorn sheep tosses his head, bleating in dismay.

A bighorn sheep looks a little dubious about his situation!

A bighorn sheep lowers his head and charges south.

eeeeeewe? :yes:

[iJin]

Tsalim leans against a bar.
s>
Tsalim blinks oddly a few times.
s>
Tsalim removes a flute of crystal clear water from on a bar.
s>
Speaking in Elven to his crystal clear water, Tsalim says, "Hi."
s>
Tsalim takes a drink from his crystal clear water.

[pBluScript]

A little something from a long time ago..

Creaux says, "The wombat has no family tree... the wombat is the summary result of Kai sneezing and farting at the same time."
>
Creaux says, "OR so goes the legend."

[ViridianAsp]

Because Loin chewing is hilarious.

[Solhaven, Nerite and Cowrie]
The two-story facade of Solhaven's Town Hall looms above you. Clad in elegantly carved limestone, the building stands out from other local architecture. Townspeople scurry into and out of the structure at a fast clip.
Also here: Shannivar
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast just arrived.
* Palloma sleeps with the fishes!
Shannivar says, "Oh bother."
A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast exclaims, "Graaaargh!"
>'Run
Shannivar exclaims, "No no!"
You quietly say, "Run."
A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast bites you.
Shannivar exclaims, "I'm not edible!"
Shannivar cowers away from a motley-clad drooling fleshbeast.
A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast exclaims, "NomNOMnomNOM!"
Your spirit lets out a faint, ghostly hiss... or perhaps it was just some air leaking out of your corpse.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
Shannivar says, "Oh, you can eat her. That's all right."

Shannivar shifts her weight.

(OOC) You quietly whisper to Shannivar, "Haha."
(Shannivar flees!)
Shannivar just went west.
A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast bites you.

Speaking quietly to a motley-clad drooling fleshbeast, you say, "Listen here."

A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast tears out a huge chunk of your flesh!

A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast gnaws on his Hadya loin.

Speaking quietly to a motley-clad drooling fleshbeast, you say, "Did you see that one that just ran west? She tastes better than I do."

A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast says, "FoooOOOOOoood."

A motley-clad drooling fleshbeast just went west.
>report Hadya loin.

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Shannivar just arrived.

Shannivar says, "Oh good, it left enough of you for me to resurrect."
Shannivar appears to be preparing to attempt dragging you.


SEND[Auchand] You should stop being edible.


>report I doubt Hadya is tasty...
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SEND[Korelys] Nom nom nom.

(I get sent to the priestly purchase for ressurection.)


[Priestly Purchases]
An elaborate stained glass window has been set high into the ceiling here, depicting a large golden crown upon a field of white. The daylight streaming in cloaks the chamber in a pleasantly bright amber glow, illuminating the small glaes-paneled case set below the masterful work of art and several chests lined up in a symmetrical pattern with the rest of the room. A tattered robe hangs behind the wall nearest the case, its handsome design barely visible amid the rips and stains upon it. You also see the priest Kindarel and a gold-inlaid ivory sign.
Obvious exits: south

Protector Misun's group just arrived.

Misun quietly says, "Here."

Shannivar says, "Oh."

Speaking to Misun, Meureii says, "Be right back."

Meureii just went south.

Shannivar says, "That's a nice trick."

Misun nods to Shannivar.

Shannivar says, "I wish I could do that."

Speaking quietly to you, Misun asks, "Do you wish my help or Kindarel's?"

Speaking quietly to Shannivar, Misun asks, "Has she been responsive at all?"

Shannivar wryly says, "Oh, yes."

Kindarel retrieves a small pouch from his robes and opens it, revealing a generous amount of golden lotus incense within. Briskly, he walks south toward the brazier and refills it before returning.

Misun nods.
Misun is staring at you. Being dead, you have no choice but to stare lifelessly back.

Shannivar says, "I think she'd much rather have your aid, or Kindarel's, than mine."

You quietly say, "I'll take Kindarel...He can bandage me."

Shannivar thoughtfully says, "We have a difference of opinion."

Misun nods to you.

Speaking quietly to Misun, you say, "Thank you."
Misun quietly says, "Of course."
>
(get raised)

Shannivar gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Shannivar gestures at you.

You are no longer stunned.

You sit up.

Lord Ondreian just arrived.

Meureii just arrived.

Meureii joins Misun's group.

A resounding chorus of "Nom nom NOMs" echoes from outside.

Shannivar blinks.

Meureii just went south.

You quietly say, "Damn that fleshbeast..."
Misun glances southward.
Speaking to the priest Kindarel, Ondreian asks, "I do not suppose you would be of any help?"

You belt out, "You aren't getting anymore of my loin!"

Shannivar asks, "I think it's hungry. What do they eat when they can't get Luukosian?"

The priest Kindarel sighs.

Shannivar peers quizzically at you.

Misun blinks at you.

The priest Kindarel says, "We can find out, I suppose."

The priest Kindarel just went south.

Lord Ondreian just went south.

Misun's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.

Your face goes blank.

Misun looks thoughtfully at you.

Shannivar gets a blank look on her face.

Misun shifts her weight.

Misun clears her throat.

Speaking quietly to Misun, you say, "That thing was chewing on it."

Shannivar says, "It was."

Misun nods slowly to you.
>stand
You struggle, but fail to stand.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
>kneel

Speaking to you, Shannivar asks, "You see what happens when your sort start coming back out of the shadows?"
You lean on your runestaff.

You stand back up.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

Shannivar leans leisurely on her faewood runestaff, a thoughtful expression upon her face.

Shannivar rubs her sleek onyx necklace, causing darkness to stream across its surface briefly.

Lord Ondreian just arrived.
Ondreian says, "It is slain."

Speaking quietly to Shannivar, you say, "That thing isn't my sort. That sorcerer is completely off his nut. Not that I don't mind that sort of thing, but I take offense to being chewed on."

Misun nods to Ondreian.

The priest Kindarel just arrived.

Shannivar beams happily at Ondreian!

Kindarel quietly arranges things and makes sure everything is neat and tidy within the room.

Speaking to the priest Kindarel, Ondreian says, "Thank you for the assistance."

Meureii just arrived.

Speaking whimsically to you, Shannivar says, "Your loins should be safe now."

You glower darkly at Shannivar.

Misun peers quizzically at Meureii.

Misun seems less resolute.

Shannivar giggles.

Shannivar clasps her hand over her mouth.

Meureii just went south.

Misun just closed a soft leather satchel.

Protector Misun just went south.

The priest Kindarel says, "Ladies, please. There is a man of the cloth present."

Speaking quietly to the priest Kindarel, you ask, "And?"

Shannivar sighs.

The priest Kindarel says, "Your loins ought to remain concealed."

You touch the hood of your linen burnoose, arranging its folds around your face.

You irritatedly exclaim, "They are!"

Speaking to the priest Kindarel, Shannivar says, "I agree."

Speaking to the priest Kindarel, Shannivar says, "These serpent worshippers have no sense of shame."

Shannivar glances at you.

Shannivar smiles brightly.

(Hadya pulls at her burnoose with a troubling look on her face.)

Kindarel quietly paces the shop, then glances up at the tattered robes hanging on the north wall and sighs to himself.

Speaking quietly to Shannivar, you say, "I do cover myself quick throughly, if you hadn't noticed."

You quietly say, "Quite.."
Shannivar examines you closely, sizing you up and taking note of all the details.
Shannivar nods to you.

[Rolton-Sammich]

A resounding chorus of "Nom nom NOMs" echoes from outside.

:tumble: :rofl: :tumble:

[iJin]

Haahah. Nomnomn.


So funny.

[Lolleia]

This is why I love Kamkor!


Kamkor carefully inspects his battle kilt.

You blink at Kamkor.

Kamkor pulls a well worn leather battle kilt over his legs.
s>cover loll
You bury your face in your hands.

Kamkor deeply asks, "What?"

Kamkor deeply says, "I was showing Plando my maul."

Babbling again, eh?
s>
Kamkor snickers at you!
s>
Kamkor dances around the room to music only he can hear.

[Xeromist]

Payme hoarsely says, "Xero."
You ask, "Hm?"
Payme hoarsely asks, "Feel like openin a snow crone box?"
Payme hoarsely says, "It's weighin me down."
You say, "Sure thing mate."
You nod to Payme.

(box picked)

Payme hoarsely says, "Wow..."
Payme hoarsely says, "You will not even believe this one."
Payme hoarsely says, "Nobody will believe this one."
s>
Calvix asks, "Hmm?"
s>
You peer quizzically at Payme.
s>
Payme removes a bone white rolaren greatshield emblazoned with strips of crispy bacon from in his haon coffer.
s>
Payme hoarsely says, "Look at this."
s>
Payme taps a bone white rolaren greatshield emblazoned with strips of crispy bacon, which is in his left hand.
s>
You blink.
You say, "Bacon."
Payme hoarsely says, "Yes."
s>
You squint.
You rub your eyes.
s>
You squint at Payme.
s>
Payme hoarsely says, "Out of a box,"
s>
Calvix says, "Epic."
You say, "...looks good on ya."
s>
You grin at Payme.
You laugh at Payme!
s>
Calvix says, "Payme thats just..."
Calvix says, "Hilarious."
Rogane says, "Ehh."
s>
Calvix cackles evilly, his voice rising in chilling laughter. Two moonstone fangs are clearly visible protruding from beneath his upper lip.
s>
Rogane ponders.
You giggle.
Payme hoarsely says, "It's ridiculous...."
Calvix says, "It is the ultimate condiment."
s>
Payme slings a bone white rolaren greatshield emblazoned with strips of crispy bacon over his shoulder.
You chuckle.
s>
Havothor quietly says, "I like that."
s>
You say, "Ya bes' get a bard to sing to that--who knows what a shield like that is capable of."

Payme just gave you 2000 coins which you quickly pocket.
You bow to Payme.
You say, "Thank ya kin'ly--'grats, mate."
You grin at Payme.

[mgoddess]

Payme removes a bone white rolaren greatshield emblazoned with strips of crispy bacon from in his haon coffer.
And swine flu finally makes it to Elanthia...

[poison_Owns]

someone finally bought that shield from me for 500k I think it was.

[Hemloch]

some people have all the luck.

[eastcoastskiier]

Just to add to that find, a few weeks ago a hunting party in the Citadel (myself and about three others), found a leather belt that had strips of leather that looked like bacon hanging from it with two frying pans as the belt buckle.

Seems someone got bored with the treasure system and has a serious love for bacon.

[The Scholar]

Just to add to that find, a few weeks ago a hunting party in the Citadel (myself and about three others), found a leather belt that had strips of leather that looked like bacon hanging from it with two frying pans as the belt buckle.

Seems someone got bored with the treasure system and has a serious love for bacon.

I know a halfling who'd LOVE to own that belt if you haven't sold it yet

[eastcoastskiier]

Seek out a character named Varucca (currently residing in River's Rest). I think she took the belt during our hunt as the belt really fit none of us.

Hope that helps ya.

[Celephais]

Not RP but... made me think of Methais :sigh: I'm tainted.

>get fail sack
You remove a faille sack from in your gold coffer.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>inspect fail sack
You carefully inspect your faille sack.
You estimate that a faille sack can store a medium-sized amount with enough space for any number of items.
You determine that you could wear the sack, attaching it to your belt. The sack appears to serve some purpose.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
>anal fail sack
>
You analyze your faille sack and sense that the item is free from merchant alteration restrictions.
You can tell that the sack is as light as it can get and that its pockets could not possibly get any deeper.


http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p29/moozon/funny/Epic%20Fail/g-rated-condomi-female-bag-fail-ero.jpg

[Methais]

Not RP but... made me think of Methais :sigh: I'm tainted.

>get fail sack
You remove a faille sack from in your gold coffer.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>inspect fail sack
You carefully inspect your faille sack.
You estimate that a faille sack can store a medium-sized amount with enough space for any number of items.
You determine that you could wear the sack, attaching it to your belt. The sack appears to serve some purpose.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
>anal fail sack
>
You analyze your faille sack and sense that the item is free from merchant alteration restrictions.
You can tell that the sack is as light as it can get and that its pockets could not possibly get any deeper.


http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p29/moozon/funny/Epic%20Fail/g-rated-condomi-female-bag-fail-ero.jpg

Fail sack ftw.

[Methais]

The dwarven clerk removes the gems and hands you a Borthuum Mining Company scrip for 667698 minus a small 1337 silver surcharge.

O.o

[Jhynnifer]

No, I'm pretty sure that's bad rp.

[B4Hand]

We were soo amusing ourselves..

You quietly whisper to Auragin, "He is sort of like Valicar, yes?"
sJ
Auragin whispers, "'in a softer way, aye... but Ohhhh no one like our Val."

You quietly whisper to Auragin, "I'd give my right arm, for a true kiss from that one, Valicar, just once for him to look at me...with those eyes, in THAT way."

Auragin whispers, "'I would give both my arms an a leg."
sJ>

You quietly whisper to Auragin, "I'd give...those plus my right breast? He did kiss my cheek once, I nearly passed out."
s
Auragin whispers, "'aye, I were there proppin yer up, remember?"

[Hedensk]

A tidbit of the lulz in Icemule last night.



[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 ayanad crystal, a rose-marrow potion, the Dreaer disk, a blanket of snow and a carved ice bench with some stuff on it.
Also here: Eugenides, Sensou, Aimedri, Niara, Dreaer
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west

Sensou concentrates deeply for a moment.

Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.

Aimedri gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...

Aimedri gestures at Sensou.
An invisible force guides Sensou.

Sensou looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Sensou engages Eugenides in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Sensou swings an invar-hilted silver vultite warblade at Eugenides!
AS: +530 vs DS: +548 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +8 = +28
A clean miss.
The guiding force leaves Sensou.
Sensou swings an invar-hilted silver vultite warblade at Eugenides!
AS: +455 vs DS: +548 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +77 = +22
A clean miss.

Niara gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

A cloudy grey snowcat saunters in.

Eugenides carefully looks himself over.

Niara buries her face in her hands.

[Roll result: -89 (open d100: -35)]
Sensou feints low, but Eugenides isn't fooled for a second.

[Roll result: 20 (open d100: 74)]
Sensou feints to the left, but Eugenides isn't fooled for a second.

Eugenides leans to his left slightly.

Eugenides's diffuse golden bow pulses softly.

Speaking cluelessly to Sensou, Eugenides asks, "Who are you?"

Sensou says, "Fuck off."

Eugenides skips sideways a few strides to his right.

Snarnuke just arrived.

Snarnuke just went east.

Niara's jaw drops.

Aimedri blinks.

You blink.

Eugenides confusedly asks, "Is that Dwarven?"

Eugenides acts puzzled.

[Revial]

What am I missing? Seriously.

[NocturnalRob]

What am I missing? Seriously.
A sense of humor, obviously. "Is that Dwarven," he says! ZING!

[Revial]

No, I meant that since I've left Mule so much seems to have happened there.

[Liberi Fatali]

No, I meant that since I've left Mule so much seems to have happened there.

I'd be impressed if anyone got THAT out of:


What am I missing? Seriously.

THAT.

Why did those two attack him, anyway? He obviously acted like he didn't know who they were -- who just randomly beefs up to over 500 AS and swings at a stranger? WHAT AM I MISSING?????

[NocturnalRob]

AR beefs up to swing WITH strangers. That may be different though.

[Fallen]

Speaking quietly in Dhe'narsi to a white-feathered peacock, you warn, "I dislike you."

A shackled vast grey-blue spider slowly skitters toward a white-feathered peacock before it backs away and chitters quietly.

Debia giggles.

You nod to the vast grey-blue spider.

[bremerial]

Ebon Gate 5110

Aneris offers Valinda an embalmed puppy.

Valinda accepts Aneris's embalmed puppy.

Valinda blinks.

Valinda frowns at an embalmed puppy.

Valinda offers Aneris some peculiar puppy pelt pantaloons.
Aneris accepts Valinda's puppy pelt pantaloons.

Speaking to Valinda, Aneris says, "Thanks again.... I'll be back with more dead puppies if I happen tah find yah around."

Valinda says, "Nooo."

Valinda exclaims, "Ive filled my dead puppy quota, sorry!"

So funny I've included in my signature!

[Merala]

While myself and another were sitting in White Haven Courtyard AFK:



Glubadub just arrived.
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Glubadub exclaims, "Food!"
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Glubadub gasps.
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Glubadub drools at a vine-carved cherrywood cart!
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Glubadub asks, "Can Glub take a food when you is not looking at Glub?"
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You feel more refreshed.
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You feel at full magical power again.
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The doorman shifts his position slightly as he watches people come and go.
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Glubadub helps himself to a petite chocolate cupcake.
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Glubadub takes a bite of his chocolate cupcake.
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Glubadub exclaims, "Yummy!"


I had a little giggle about that.

[awol0509]

I've seen some pretty amusing roleplay from Glub lately. I'll have to find some logs and post them. :)

[WRoss]

Didn't know where to post this and didn't want to start a new thread.....


[Private]-GSIV:Aethor: "how ya get in lounge from teras"
[PrivateTo]-GSIV:Aethor: "you have to report take me to the consult lounge"
[LNet]-GSIV:Trai: "How much survival/perception does a non-ranger need to reliably forage advguild bounties at cap?"
[LNet]-GSIV:Trai: "reliable = not needing 100+ endroll"
[Private]-GSIV:Aethor: "i dont think i have any gm's that like me anymore"
[PrivateTo]-GSIV:Aethor: "they don't have to like you"
[PrivateTo]-GSIV:Aethor: "did it work?"
;locate aethor

Aethor:

[Consultation Lounge]
The cozy surroundings of this simple conference room provide a much-welcomed respite from the chaos just outside its walls. You notice several plush chairs arranged casually around the room in a comfortable grouping.
Obvious exits: none

This all resulted my altered LNet location of:


[Consultation Lounge]
The cozy surroundings of this simple conference room provide a much-welcomed respite from the chaos just outside its walls. You notice several plush chairs arranged casually around the room in a comfortable grouping. This is a joke, don't take it seriously. You also see nervous volcano spirit (flying around), touchy geyser spirit (flying around), A YOU ARE GULLABLE SIGN.

[thefarmer]

[Wehnimer's, North Ring Rd. - 7047]
The east-west road continues, closed in on the south by the militia barracks and on the north by the twelve-foot-high wall of the city itself. The occasional thud of leather boots in unison upon cobbled pavement and the clipped shouts of barked orders reverberate off the modwir walls along this part of the road. The scents of leather, weapon oil and hearty cooking fill the night air. You also see a scratched modwir trunk, a badly damaged tanik strongbox, a sturdy tanik strongbox, a plain gold trunk, a battered mithril strongbox, a scratched silver strongbox, a plain steel strongbox, an iron-bound haon coffer, a shaking crimson glass orb, an arctic wolf, a ruffled long-winged falcon that is flying around, the green Ycelacie disk, an angular fire wyrdling, the earth brown Zappur disk, the Kupaka disk, a tiny field mouse, the Jandria disk, the Deron disk, the Piroq disk, the Homur disk, the purple Allanano disk, some bubbling Eldreth death-rum, the Dessedemona disk, a rose-marrow potion, a sooty grey fan-tailed kestrel that is flying around, a forest wolf, the Alexandrietta disk, the Solano disk, the Eleniel disk, a tall silver-framed mirror, a rain-soaked sign, a massive bright blue wagon and the barracks entrance.
Also here: the body of Lady Ashina who is lying down, a stunned Jodeco, the body of Liabo Chair Aoife who is lying down, the body of Rjandys who is lying down, a stunned Kippe, a stunned Mohana, the body of Elbromo who is lying down, a stunned Lady Heavenfound, the body of Sonija who is lying down, a stunned Roelon, a stunned Greganth who is lying down, a stunned Sthos, a stunned Lord Orilion, the body of Great Lady Evia who is lying down, Lord Grishom, a stunned Bezzarn who is lying down, a stunned Lord Fewt, the body of Carburide who is lying down, the body of Zenton who is lying down, the body of Cirine who is lying down, the body of Valgren who is lying down, the body of Futtilo who is lying down, the body of Rhysthlyn who is lying down, the body of Lady Kethlanna who is lying down, a stunned Drafix who is lying down, the body of Starrli who is lying down, the body of Lord Durakar who is lying down, a stunned Lord Demyse, a stunned Rixoan, a stunned Ycelacie who is sitting, a stunned Lord Zaigh who is lying down, a stunned Theocales who is lying down, a stunned Tahk, a stunned Lady Felyia, a stunned Zappur, a stunned Eilithyia who is lying down, the body of Jacinto who is lying down, a stunned Lord Kupaka who is lying down, a stunned Ambassador Japhrimel who is sitting, a stunned Esperath who is sitting, a stunned Lord Szent who is sitting, the body of Vandraren who is lying down, a stunned Jandria, the body of Dayko who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Gochious, a stunned Fulton who is sitting, the body of Sanurah who is lying down, the body of Lord Cannel who is lying down, a stunned Lord Papie who is lying down, a stunned Great Lady Innocenze, a stunned Deron, a stunned Piroq who is lying down, a stunned Homur who is sitting, a stunned Neimanz who is lying down, a stunned Baraken who is lying down, a stunned High Lord Redcell who is lying down, the body of Yachi who is lying down, the body of Lady Laelithonel who is lying down, a stunned Drumble, a stunned Sarvia who is lying down, a stunned Lord Iferous who is lying down, a stunned Ismurii, the body of Fentyl who is lying down, the body of Tysong who is lying down, the body of Garneus who is lying down, the body of Aidaen who is lying down, a stunned Sovine, a stunned Allanano who is sitting, a stunned Kalif, a stunned Aubriella, the body of Lord Illiem who is lying down, a stunned Salvashion who is lying down, Chairman Dessedemona, a stunned Lord Inmortaliss, the body of Linnwei who is lying down, the body of Lady Aylahi who is lying down, the body of Dreuntar who is lying down, a stunned Leaena, the body of Ubadiah who is lying down, the body of Vehir who is lying down, a stunned Darklin who is lying down, the body of Lady Aquata who is lying down, a stunned Seydai, a stunned Great Lady Thelena who is lying down, the body of Masrath who is lying down, a stunned Midgar who is lying down, the body of Trisilador who is lying down, the body of Isolyn who is lying down, the body of Desire who is lying down, a stunned Silhrae, a stunned Ylde, a stunned Terrangil, a stunned Merelle, a stunned Vrekk who is sitting, a stunned Lady Riend who is sitting, a stunned High Lord Talman, a stunned Scribe Ardwen, the body of Warden Kynseiyn who is lying down, a stunned Alexandrietta who is sitting, the body of Duku who is lying down, the body of Snook who is lying down, a stunned Laerlyn who is lying down, a stunned Olaph who is lying down, the body of High Lord Seecill who is lying down, a stunned Solano, the body of Arcaeris who is lying down, the body of Lady Vyvian who is lying down, a stunned Teserara, the body of Salria who is lying down, the body of Kilita who is lying down, a stunned Rivienne who is lying down, the body of Qio who is lying down, a stunned Doppelganger, the body of Illaris who is lying down, a stunned Arlathis, the body of Constal who is lying down, the body of Mystiq who is lying down, the body of Willhee who is lying down, the body of Sellers who is lying down, the body of Angeleze who is lying down, the body of Lady Maetriks who is lying down, the body of Allyxa who is lying down, a stunned Deitas who is lying down, a stunned Eleniel, the body of Refrain who is lying down, the body of Jocelyne who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Chamorr, a stunned High Lady Rohese, the body of Raziros who is lying down, a stunned Fleurs

[Elvenlady]

Funniest part is Dessedemona is still standing in the middle of it all.

[Merala]

What even happened?

[Ardwen]

some landing malcontent dropped a bomb

[gwendolynne]

Hah! I enjoyed this:



Polveiss shoves futilely at you.

You give Polveiss a little prod between the shoulder blades.

Polveiss grins.

You hold your hand out towards Polveiss, palm upward and holding your other hand which is balled into a fist, inviting him to roshambo.

You and Polveiss pound your fists in your open palms three times...

You make the symbol for scissors!
Polveiss makes the symbol for rock!
...Polveiss wins!

You smile.

Polveiss says, "Your evil powers are fading."

Polveiss nods to you.

You say, "I know."

You say, "It's monogamy."

You say, "It's sapped my powers."

Polveiss laughs!

[shad0ws0ngs]

You = me, in that instance (Japhrimel)

[Drew]

Crookedtree says, "Looks quite manly to me."
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You see Crookedtree.
He appears to be a Half-Krolvin of the Gob'tak Klinast.
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Speaking to Crookedtree, you say, "Well you look like the bowel movement of a more important species."
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Crookedtree shrugs.
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Crookedtree says, "That's fair."

[Fallen]

[Wehnimer's, North Ring Rd. - 7047]
The east-west road continues, closed in on the south by the militia barracks and on the north by the twelve-foot-high wall of the city itself. The occasional thud of leather boots in unison upon cobbled pavement and the clipped shouts of barked orders reverberate off the modwir walls along this part of the road. The scents of leather, weapon oil and hearty cooking fill the night air. You also see a scratched modwir trunk, a badly damaged tanik strongbox, a sturdy tanik strongbox, a plain gold trunk, a battered mithril strongbox, a scratched silver strongbox, a plain steel strongbox, an iron-bound haon coffer, a shaking crimson glass orb, an arctic wolf, a ruffled long-winged falcon that is flying around, the green Ycelacie disk, an angular fire wyrdling, the earth brown Zappur disk, the Kupaka disk, a tiny field mouse, the Jandria disk, the Deron disk, the Piroq disk, the Homur disk, the purple Allanano disk, some bubbling Eldreth death-rum, the Dessedemona disk, a rose-marrow potion, a sooty grey fan-tailed kestrel that is flying around, a forest wolf, the Alexandrietta disk, the Solano disk, the Eleniel disk, a tall silver-framed mirror, a rain-soaked sign, a massive bright blue wagon and the barracks entrance.
Also here: the body of Lady Ashina who is lying down, a stunned Jodeco, the body of Liabo Chair Aoife who is lying down, the body of Rjandys who is lying down, a stunned Kippe, a stunned Mohana, the body of Elbromo who is lying down, a stunned Lady Heavenfound, the body of Sonija who is lying down, a stunned Roelon, a stunned Greganth who is lying down, a stunned Sthos, a stunned Lord Orilion, the body of Great Lady Evia who is lying down, Lord Grishom, a stunned Bezzarn who is lying down, a stunned Lord Fewt, the body of Carburide who is lying down, the body of Zenton who is lying down, the body of Cirine who is lying down, the body of Valgren who is lying down, the body of Futtilo who is lying down, the body of Rhysthlyn who is lying down, the body of Lady Kethlanna who is lying down, a stunned Drafix who is lying down, the body of Starrli who is lying down, the body of Lord Durakar who is lying down, a stunned Lord Demyse, a stunned Rixoan, a stunned Ycelacie who is sitting, a stunned Lord Zaigh who is lying down, a stunned Theocales who is lying down, a stunned Tahk, a stunned Lady Felyia, a stunned Zappur, a stunned Eilithyia who is lying down, the body of Jacinto who is lying down, a stunned Lord Kupaka who is lying down, a stunned Ambassador Japhrimel who is sitting, a stunned Esperath who is sitting, a stunned Lord Szent who is sitting, the body of Vandraren who is lying down, a stunned Jandria, the body of Dayko who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Gochious, a stunned Fulton who is sitting, the body of Sanurah who is lying down, the body of Lord Cannel who is lying down, a stunned Lord Papie who is lying down, a stunned Great Lady Innocenze, a stunned Deron, a stunned Piroq who is lying down, a stunned Homur who is sitting, a stunned Neimanz who is lying down, a stunned Baraken who is lying down, a stunned High Lord Redcell who is lying down, the body of Yachi who is lying down, the body of Lady Laelithonel who is lying down, a stunned Drumble, a stunned Sarvia who is lying down, a stunned Lord Iferous who is lying down, a stunned Ismurii, the body of Fentyl who is lying down, the body of Tysong who is lying down, the body of Garneus who is lying down, the body of Aidaen who is lying down, a stunned Sovine, a stunned Allanano who is sitting, a stunned Kalif, a stunned Aubriella, the body of Lord Illiem who is lying down, a stunned Salvashion who is lying down, Chairman Dessedemona, a stunned Lord Inmortaliss, the body of Linnwei who is lying down, the body of Lady Aylahi who is lying down, the body of Dreuntar who is lying down, a stunned Leaena, the body of Ubadiah who is lying down, the body of Vehir who is lying down, a stunned Darklin who is lying down, the body of Lady Aquata who is lying down, a stunned Seydai, a stunned Great Lady Thelena who is lying down, the body of Masrath who is lying down, a stunned Midgar who is lying down, the body of Trisilador who is lying down, the body of Isolyn who is lying down, the body of Desire who is lying down, a stunned Silhrae, a stunned Ylde, a stunned Terrangil, a stunned Merelle, a stunned Vrekk who is sitting, a stunned Lady Riend who is sitting, a stunned High Lord Talman, a stunned Scribe Ardwen, the body of Warden Kynseiyn who is lying down, a stunned Alexandrietta who is sitting, the body of Duku who is lying down, the body of Snook who is lying down, a stunned Laerlyn who is lying down, a stunned Olaph who is lying down, the body of High Lord Seecill who is lying down, a stunned Solano, the body of Arcaeris who is lying down, the body of Lady Vyvian who is lying down, a stunned Teserara, the body of Salria who is lying down, the body of Kilita who is lying down, a stunned Rivienne who is lying down, the body of Qio who is lying down, a stunned Doppelganger, the body of Illaris who is lying down, a stunned Arlathis, the body of Constal who is lying down, the body of Mystiq who is lying down, the body of Willhee who is lying down, the body of Sellers who is lying down, the body of Angeleze who is lying down, the body of Lady Maetriks who is lying down, the body of Allyxa who is lying down, a stunned Deitas who is lying down, a stunned Eleniel, the body of Refrain who is lying down, the body of Jocelyne who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Chamorr, a stunned High Lady Rohese, the body of Raziros who is lying down, a stunned Fleurs

I'm guessing there wasn't a whole hell of a lot of actual mechanics being used in that event. I'm assuming Desse was "hit" and just used Rally?

[Gelston]

Dessedemona wasn't stunned or dead either, and she was in the middle of the people. She might have shout 1040'd though.

[Fallen]

I edited as you replied, heh. LOL and you did too.