Jahira
10-11-2004, 10:35 PM
I have cut out some useless stuff here and there, but the second death, I had not been raised yet.
Your chest throbs in piercing pain as you feel something burning from inside the wound!
... 25 points of damage!
Pressure on your organs causes internal bleeding.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
The air calms down around you.
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
The bright luminescence fades from around you.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding you suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The powerful look leaves you.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around you.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You realize that you have no outstanding favors which Lorminstra owes you, and without having accomplished a deed for Her, your soul is in danger of vanishing from the land forever!
...departing in 13 mins...
A greater faeroth pounds in.
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
A greater faeroth pokes you!
A greater faeroth pounds southeastward.
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Klaser.
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Alarke.
Klaser traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...
Klaser gestures.
A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.
Klaser joins Alarke's group.
Alarke reaches down and tenderly cradles your lifeless hand in his.
Alarke raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Alarke gestures at you.
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 22 minutes and 30 seconds.)
Alarke picks up a mottled faeroth crest.
Alarke gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Alarke gestures.
Your surroundings blur for a moment . . .
[Ta'Illistim, Shimmarglin Court]
The imposing facade of the Shimmarglin Inn dominates this corner of the court. Flanking the inn's doorposts and hanging above each glaesine-paned window, grinning gargoyles stand in stony defense of the lair within. A trickle of patrons flows through the inn's wide front doors, allowing a short-lived flood of light into the court with each swing of the doors. You also see a floating dais and an ironwork signpost.
Also here: Klaser, Alarke
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest, northwest
Alarke spins about out of control then lands flat on his back!
Klaser heals me up.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser gestures.
Klaser springs upright with amazing agility!
Alarke raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Alarke gestures at you.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Alarke encompassing you. You sense the comfort of salvation, and the coppery scent of drying blood saturates your senses.
Sapphryn says, "Pardon me fer helpin."
Klaser says, "Or send me mana."
Klaser says, "Which ever one you want."
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's right leg looks better.
Sapphryn faces Klaser, closes her eyes and begins chanting. Suddenly, a small bolt of energy arcs between them!
Sapphryn opens her eyes, looking slightly drained.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's neck looks better.
Klaser says, "Thanks."
Your body is wracked in incredible pain briefly before you drop dead!
You feel the touch of the hand leave your soul.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You realize that you have no outstanding favors which Lorminstra owes you, and without having accomplished a deed for Her, your soul is in danger of vanishing from the land forever!
...departing in 13 mins...
Sapphryn traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's chest looks better.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's right hand looks better.
Alarke asks, "Huh?"
Klaser says, "Hmmmmm."
Alarke glances at you.
Klaser says, "He wasnt alive yet."
Klaser works his fingers under his algae-covered hat and scratches his head.
>
Your chest throbs in piercing pain as you feel something burning from inside the wound!
... 25 points of damage!
Pressure on your organs causes internal bleeding.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
The air calms down around you.
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
The bright luminescence fades from around you.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding you suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The powerful look leaves you.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around you.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You realize that you have no outstanding favors which Lorminstra owes you, and without having accomplished a deed for Her, your soul is in danger of vanishing from the land forever!
...departing in 13 mins...
A greater faeroth pounds in.
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
A greater faeroth pokes you!
A greater faeroth pounds southeastward.
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Klaser.
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Alarke.
Klaser traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...
Klaser gestures.
A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.
Klaser joins Alarke's group.
Alarke reaches down and tenderly cradles your lifeless hand in his.
Alarke raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Alarke gestures at you.
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 22 minutes and 30 seconds.)
Alarke picks up a mottled faeroth crest.
Alarke gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Alarke gestures.
Your surroundings blur for a moment . . .
[Ta'Illistim, Shimmarglin Court]
The imposing facade of the Shimmarglin Inn dominates this corner of the court. Flanking the inn's doorposts and hanging above each glaesine-paned window, grinning gargoyles stand in stony defense of the lair within. A trickle of patrons flows through the inn's wide front doors, allowing a short-lived flood of light into the court with each swing of the doors. You also see a floating dais and an ironwork signpost.
Also here: Klaser, Alarke
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest, northwest
Alarke spins about out of control then lands flat on his back!
Klaser heals me up.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser gestures.
Klaser springs upright with amazing agility!
Alarke raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Alarke gestures at you.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Alarke encompassing you. You sense the comfort of salvation, and the coppery scent of drying blood saturates your senses.
Sapphryn says, "Pardon me fer helpin."
Klaser says, "Or send me mana."
Klaser says, "Which ever one you want."
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's right leg looks better.
Sapphryn faces Klaser, closes her eyes and begins chanting. Suddenly, a small bolt of energy arcs between them!
Sapphryn opens her eyes, looking slightly drained.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's neck looks better.
Klaser says, "Thanks."
Your body is wracked in incredible pain briefly before you drop dead!
You feel the touch of the hand leave your soul.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You realize that you have no outstanding favors which Lorminstra owes you, and without having accomplished a deed for Her, your soul is in danger of vanishing from the land forever!
...departing in 13 mins...
Sapphryn traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's chest looks better.
Klaser murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Klaser's right hand looks better.
Alarke asks, "Huh?"
Klaser says, "Hmmmmm."
Alarke glances at you.
Klaser says, "He wasnt alive yet."
Klaser works his fingers under his algae-covered hat and scratches his head.
>