Methais
05-08-2009, 03:30 AM
Too lazy to clean it up.
TLDR: Emeradan got it back for me. :tumble:
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Emeradan whispers, "So, I was all set to replace that runestaff (it was in the janitor 2 minutes after you lost it, so you didn't have a chance to get it). But, it's not registered, and... well... you lost it Sunday, so it's gone now."
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You automatically cast your mind out again, in search of the PsiNet.
>chuc
You were unable to reach the PsiNet. A buzz of half-completed thoughts fills your mind:
ConnectionRefused
You will attempt to connect again in 5 minutes.
You chuckle.
>whi emer k
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "K."
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Emeradan whispers, "I was like, cool... he gets his stuff back."
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You feel more refreshed.
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Emeradan whispers, "Followed by, um... wtf?"
>chuc
You chuckle.
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Emeradan whispers, "So, pretend I gave you the registration speech."
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Emeradan glances at you.
>whi emer It's not a huge deal, it was just some 4x scripted thing from the wavedancer or one of those events
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "It's not a huge deal, it was just some 4x scripted thing from the wavedancer or one of those events."
>ponder
Emeradan whispers, "Hrm."
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You ponder.
>whi emer I thought I did register it though, guess not
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "I thought I did register it though, guess not."
>sla meth
You slap yourself on the forehead! Doh!
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>Emeradan whispers, "Bought on another character? Only checked this one."
>whi emer scripst vary with your attuned element. I bought it from Belnia
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Scripst vary with your attuned element. I bought it from Belnia."
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You feel more refreshed.
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An eerie calm wafts into the surrounding area as the melody of wildlife dwindles to nothingness. Soon, a soft tremor spreads through the ground, scattering loose bits of soil.
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Emeradan whispers, "I'm talking about characters on your account, heh."
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* Yarrious just bit the dust!
>whi emeradan Hmm, might have been on my cleric Mellchiah but I really don't remember if I registered it or not
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Hmm, might have been on my cleric Mellchiah but I really don't remember if I registered it or not."
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Emeradan whispers, "It's not... just checked the whole account."
>nod emer
You nod to Emeradan.
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Emeradan whispers, "Sec, though."
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You feel more refreshed.
>flick brew
With a slight flick of the wrist a beaker of Methais' Home Brew suddenly appears in your hand!
>drink brew
You take a drink from your Methais' Home Brew.
Mmmmmm...that hit the spot.
You feel the blood drain from your face as your eyes glaze over.
You are stunned!
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Emeradan whispers, "You sure it's WD?"
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You feel more refreshed.
>whi emeradan No
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "No."
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Emeradan whispers, "Aha, found it. Sec."
>grin
You grin.
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Emeradan whispers, "It's the WD."
>dance
You dance around the room to music only you can hear.
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Emeradan whispers, "Be right back."
>whi emeradan good guess then for me
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Good guess then for me."
>nod emer
You nod to Emeradan.
>raise brew
You raise your Methais' Home Brew in a toast!
>glance boot
You glance at the black leather boots in your hand.
>put my boot in my coat
You put some ragged black leather boots in your alchemist's coat.
>drink brew
You take a drink from your Methais' Home Brew.
You feel the blood drain from your face as your eyes glaze over.
You are stunned!
>l
>
[Krodera Street]
The walls of the canyon loom overhead. The street continues inside them to the east, entering a vast, dimly-lit tunnel. Dwarves and other folk wander in and out, some stopping at a small, bright-blue wooden shop here outside. A thick plume of black smoke puffs silently out of the shop's chimney and the faint smell of burning bread wafts throughout the street. You also see the fiery red Methais disk and a flight of stone steps.
Obvious paths: east, west
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You feel more refreshed.
>tell familiar look
You clear your mind and focus on viewing the world through the eyes of your familiar...
[Dragonspine and Krodera]
The street widens into a circular plaza several hundred feet across. Dwarves and giantmen lounge on stone benches by a massive granite fountain in the center. The burbling of the waters, the low mumblings of the dwarves and the booming laughter of the giants somehow blend together into a vibrant harmony. You also see a ruched deep black bandana, a pristine hulking giant statue, a lava tube and a wrought iron sign.
Also here: Lady Krystanne, Durgrimst, Kyshaa
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
The vision fades and your surroundings come back into focus.
>tell familiar to watch
You sense understanding from your mouse lemur.
>920
Voodoo '920' to 'INCANT 920'.
You trace a series of glowing runes while chanting the phrase for Call Familiar...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
Call Familiar (920) refreshes to 26m 30s. (-13m 28s)
You feel the magical link between you and your mouse lemur grow stronger.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>stance offensive
You are now in an offensive stance.
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Durgrimst slings an invar-banded spiked steel heater off from over his shoulder.
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Kyshaa smiles.
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Durgrimst fiddles with the strapping on the reverse of his heater.
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Durgrimst reaches into the tangle of straps and buckles behind his heater and pulls out his eonake-spiked fang.
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Kyshaa nods to Krystanne.
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Durgrimst just went north.
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Kyshaa just went west.
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You automatically cast your mind out again, in search of the PsiNet.
You feel at full magical power again.
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You were unable to reach the PsiNet. A buzz of half-completed thoughts fills your mind:
ConnectionRefused
You will attempt to connect again in 5 minutes.
Shadows gather from the far corners of the room and converge in the center. Thin tendrils rise up from the shadowy pool, forming a solid shape! Finally, the shadows recede, and Emeradan is left standing there, a mischievious grin on his face.
>l
[Krodera Street]
The walls of the canyon loom overhead. The street continues inside them to the east, entering a vast, dimly-lit tunnel. Dwarves and other folk wander in and out, some stopping at a small, bright-blue wooden shop here outside. A thick plume of black smoke puffs silently out of the shop's chimney and the faint smell of burning bread wafts throughout the street. You also see the fiery red Methais disk and a flight of stone steps.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
>bers
Emeradan leans against his tapered faewood runestaff.
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You jump and scream like a madman and altogether feel rather silly.
>cheer emer
You turn to Emeradan and cheer!
>l emer
You see GameMaster Emeradan McCloud.
He looks like he either just woke up or hasn't slept in days.
His short, straight dark brown hair is in a state of disarray, and his dark eyes look a little bloodshot.
He is tall and appears to be advanced in years. He has sparkling crystal blue eyes and tanned skin. He has chin length, thick auburn hair streaked with silver. He has a clean-shaven face and slightly pointed ears. A faint image of a triquetra is inked onto the right side of his neck.
He has a black dragon tattoo on his finger, and a spider-shaped mark on his neck.
He is holding a spiraling tapered faewood runestaff in his right hand.
He is wearing a glass amulet, a shadowy black golvern chain suspending a miniature kelyn statue of Vel'Athorre, a deeply-hooded black leather longcloak trimmed with silver-threaded runes, a glaesine crystal dragonfly, Teh Pwn, a mechanical shan pin, a brass-bound maoral Adventurer's Guild badge, a warped platinum star, a small lizard, a soft kitten bag, an antique silver armband, a white silk poets shirt, a floresiensis skull, a carved stone fortress locket, a matte black dagger harness, a bone-inlaid fire opal pin, a tooled black leather satchel slung over his shoulder, a glacial white smooth glaes armband, a Rose McGowan doll, a dark ora skull ring, a thick black leather belt, a small silk coin pouch, a large sack, some supple doeskin leather trousers, an anklet, and some black leather boots.
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You feel more refreshed.
>'pretty good investigator stuff
You say, "Pretty good investigator stuff."
>grin
You grin.
>l
[Krodera Street]
The walls of the canyon loom overhead. The street continues inside them to the east, entering a vast, dimly-lit tunnel. Dwarves and other folk wander in and out, some stopping at a small, bright-blue wooden shop here outside. A thick plume of black smoke puffs silently out of the shop's chimney and the faint smell of burning bread wafts throughout the street. You also see the fiery red Methais disk and a flight of stone steps.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
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Emeradan whispers, "It's why I'm the bugs guy, I guess."
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Emeradan shrugs.
>cac
You cackle!
>l
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[Krodera Street]
The walls of the canyon loom overhead. The street continues inside them to the east, entering a vast, dimly-lit tunnel. Dwarves and other folk wander in and out, some stopping at a small, bright-blue wooden shop here outside. A thick plume of black smoke puffs silently out of the shop's chimney and the faint smell of burning bread wafts throughout the street. You also see the fiery red Methais disk and a flight of stone steps.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
>whi emer makes sense
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Makes sense."
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>cheer em
You turn to Emeradan and cheer!
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Emeradan whispers, "That, and I don't really care how many times I prod someone to fix their crap... let 'em get pissed off."
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Emeradan shrugs.
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Emeradan whistles tunelessly to himself.
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* Washeed just bit the dust!
>grin
You grin.
>agree
You adopt an agreeable expression.
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Emeradan nods.
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You feel more refreshed.
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Emeradan offers you a spiraling tapered faewood runestaff. Type ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
>give emer
You offer your Methais' Home Brew to Emeradan, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
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Emeradan whispers, "Register that, dammit."
>ac
You accept Emeradan's offer and are now holding a spiraling tapered faewood runestaff.
>cac
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You cackle!
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Emeradan has declined the offer.
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Emeradan chuckles.
>whi emer will do
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Will do."
>pour brew on em
Wouldn't it be better to just offer it to him?
>ponder
You ponder.
>put my emer in my coat
I could not find what you were referring to.
>grin
You grin.
>lean rune
You close your eyes and lean softly against your tapered faewood runestaff gathering your power.
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Emeradan ponders.
>raise rune
You raise your tapered faewood runestaff and trace an arcane symbol as the power of the elements gently swirls around you for a moment.
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As Emeradan snaps his fingers, two burly orcs slip from the nearby shadows and walk directly towards you. Grabbing you by each arm, they pick you up and throw you into one of the adjacent rooms!
You fly headlong into one of the nearby rooms, flailing your arms wildly! Quickly losing momentum, you crash to the ground in a heap!
[Krodera Street]
There is an enormous hole in the middle of this cobblestone street, wide enough to swallow a small hill and deep enough that you can't see the bottom. The dwarves who wander by ignore it, walking around the edges on their way. A small wooden booth sits near the edge of the crater. You also see a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern and a shabby hovel.
Obvious paths: east, west
Roundtime: 20 sec.
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Emeradan just arrived.
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Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.
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Emeradan stretches.
>scream
Emeradan whistles tunelessly to himself.
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You scream!
>l
[Krodera Street]
There is an enormous hole in the middle of this cobblestone street, wide enough to swallow a small hill and deep enough that you can't see the bottom. The dwarves who wander by ignore it, walking around the edges on their way. A small wooden booth sits near the edge of the crater. You also see the fiery red Methais disk, a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern and a shabby hovel.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
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Emeradan whispers, "Yeah, yeah... I cheat... but it's still kinda cool."
>l
[Krodera Street]
There is an enormous hole in the middle of this cobblestone street, wide enough to swallow a small hill and deep enough that you can't see the bottom. The dwarves who wander by ignore it, walking around the edges on their way. A small wooden booth sits near the edge of the crater. You also see the fiery red Methais disk, a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern and a shabby hovel.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
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Emeradan pulls you to your feet.
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A burro trots by at a steady, dignified pace, its hooves ringing off the cobbles as it passes.
>dust meth
You dust yourself off.
>attend meth
You set about preparing yourself to be as presentable as possible.
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Emeradan whispers, "Take it easy."
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A red-faced dwarf scrambles in, huffing, puffing and dripping with sweat. "Clyde!" he yells, "Get back here, ya four-legged, scampering devil-beast!" he glares and runs onward.
>whi emera thanks a bunch I appreciate it
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Thanks a bunch I appreciate it."
>l
[Krodera Street]
There is an enormous hole in the middle of this cobblestone street, wide enough to swallow a small hill and deep enough that you can't see the bottom. The dwarves who wander by ignore it, walking around the edges on their way. A small wooden booth sits near the edge of the crater. You also see the fiery red Methais disk, a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern and a shabby hovel.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east, west
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Emeradan whispers, "And cancel your assist."
>shake hands with emer
You shake hands with Emeradan.
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Emeradan winks.
>assist cancel
You feel more refreshed.
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Assist request removed. You are no longer in the queue.
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Emeradan whispers, "Later."
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Emeradan waves.
>wav
You wave.
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You hear the sound of rustling leaves behind you. Looking over your shoulder to investigate, you find nothing there. However, when you turn back around, you notice that Emeradan has vanished.
Rimalon
05-11-2009, 03:47 AM
>go ar
[Ruined Temple, Third Floor]
Standing between a pair of columns is a marble statue of a graceful woman. Her billowing robes have been blackened by flame and a stump remains where her right arm broke off. Tiny shards of colored glass lay at her feet, blown in from further along the corridor judging by the irregular pattern they form. You also see a triton combatant, a seaweed-wound rusted steel hatchet, an elliptical brine-stained parma and a crumbling arch.
Also here: the body of Renowned Lord Methais who is lying down
Obvious paths: south, west
A triton combatant jams the edge of her brine-stained parma down on Methais's throat, cleanly severing his head from his body.
A siren glides in, humming melodically.
You snicker.
You hurl a powerful lightning bolt at a siren!
AS: +480 vs DS: +340 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +67 = +257
... and hit for 153 points of damage!
Hideously bright electrical bolt sends left arm into another universe. Happy traveling.
The siren gives a plaintive wail before she slumps to her side and dies.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around a siren.
The bright luminescence fades from around a siren.
The silvery luminescence fades from around a siren.
You hurl a powerful lightning bolt at a triton combatant!
AS: +480 vs DS: +164 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +98 = +447
... and hit for 180 points of damage!
Horrid jolt of electricity shatters ribs in a sickening flash of light!
The triton combatant gurgles once and goes still, a wrathful look on her face.
>loot
You discard the combatant's useless equipment.
She didn't carry any silver.
She also left an ayanad crystal behind.
She had nothing else of value.
A triton combatant's slick skin begins to rapidly desiccate and dissolve away, leaving nothing behind.
>loot
You search the siren.
She had a spiraling tapered faewood runestaff.
You discard the siren's remaining useless equipment.
She didn't carry any silver.
Interesting, she carried a ragged deer skin mantle on her.
She had nothing else of value.
A siren decays into compost.
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LOOKS LIKE YOU LOST IT AGAIN! Along with your head, loololollolol.
Fixskill to shield/brawl plz.
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