Yes, this happens on occasion. I should have bugged it but always forget. You can actually see it alive and aggressive (colored red) in your inventory, but it only attacks after you drop it.
It definitely helps us out if you can bug these with the ID of the denizen or mob. Except for pets or certain quests, you should never be able to hold a living or sentient NPC in your inventory.
To be clear, I'm pretty sure it has only happened with icediggers (regular, not queens), and I strongly suspect that somehow an icedigger corpse in one's possession comes to life. I'll be sure to bug it with the ID if I see it again.
Nah, it's okay. I can freely admit I sometimes have trouble issuing bugs when the bug in question entertains me a lot, and I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Think about it. This icedigger has seen the world. It has secretly (and sometimes not so secretly) been along my side on the Elemental Planes, The Astral Plane, within the depths of Muud, Leagues beneath the Inner Sea, through the highways, within the modern mortal cities, and off in distant Aetherbubbles like Xion and Mucklemarsh.
Then, every so often when I'm done, I'll drop it off on the Iceburn Plains before quitting or focusing on other stuff. It inevitably ends up back in a pit, and inevitably is faced by a question from its brethren - "Where have you been?". And when he makes the exciting revelations, they all write him off as a nutter, and he becomes an icedigger pariah.
That aside, if I find him in my inventory again I'll report the ID then.
Personally I thought it was hilarious. Was more of an oshi- moment; I alt-tabbed after that curtsey, tabbed back like a minute later to see a giant wall of text from it hammering away on me. Fortunately a single one doesn't hit that hard.
I actually love reading the comparisons between Hallifax CT and Gaudiguch CT. They couldn't be any more different. EDIT: This also extends to RP logs. I always love seeing the contrast.
(I'm the mom of Hallifax btw, so if you are in Hallifax please call me mom.)
== Professional Girl Gamer == Yes I play games Yes I'm a girl get over it
She is a regal aslaran and looks similar to a slinky black panther. Her body is covered in silky black fur, her mane a riotous nest of curls and her eyes toxic green. At six feet tall, she has lithe and limber muscles for her arms that end in humanoid yet digitigrade hands, with the normal rough padding on paws on the underside. Her torso is streamlined, with soft curves for her chest and hips. Powerful thighs transition into powerful digitigrade legs that end in paws. From her hindquarters sprouts a long whippy tail. She is wearing a canvas backpack, a plain grey tunic, plain grey trousers, 2 coral rings etched with flowing swirls and a musical ring of jagged iron.
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Everiine said: The reason population is low isn't because there are too many orgs. It's because so many facets of the game are outright broken and protected by those who benefit from it being that way. An overabundance of gimmicks (including game-breaking ones), artifacts that destroy any concept of balance, blatant pay-to-win features, and an obsession with convenience that makes few things actually worthwhile all contribute to the game's sad decline.
Everiine said: The reason population is low isn't because there are too many orgs. It's because so many facets of the game are outright broken and protected by those who benefit from it being that way. An overabundance of gimmicks (including game-breaking ones), artifacts that destroy any concept of balance, blatant pay-to-win features, and an obsession with convenience that makes few things actually worthwhile all contribute to the game's sad decline.
(The Crux): Jaspet (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Would anyone be able to tell me where runebags come from?"
(The Crux): Shaddus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "When mommy runebags and daddy runebags love each other very much, they find a tailor to make basic bags, and then enchanters enchant them."
You are the High Wisdom of the Moon, who sees the true hearts of men reflected within her scrying pool and is tasked with distinguishing friend from foe.
You are the High Wisdom of the Moon, who sees the true hearts of men reflected within her scrying pool and is tasked with distinguishing friend from foe.
I was highly amused in drawing that role
I got it the first time. I was like, what would Aeldra do? @Aeldra
Moon Priestess Ridien says, "The blood of an animal, however, can also be a tool. Consider fetishes -
- efficient, powerful tools created by ecologists. It is exactly as Kendra says -- a tool of bones
and blood that has been magnified, changed, enchanted. Made into a tool."
(Southern Comfort): Tremula (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hey Brea."
(Southern Comfort): Tremula (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Want to hear a bad joke?"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Always!"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "I love bad jokes."
(Southern Comfort): Tremula (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Are dogs considered polymammory because of their nipples?"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Hehehehe."
(Southern Comfort): You say, "So once there was a rabbit who went to a restaurant and he ordered a cheese toasty. He ate that and then ordered a tomato toasty. He then dropped dead, croaking, Mixing my toastieeees!!!"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "If you know anything about animal diseases, that joke is really hilarious."
(Southern Comfort): Avurekhos says, "That's toasty, just like my polymammaries."
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Did you guys see that shout?"
(Southern Comfort): Tremula says, "...is my shout bugged?"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Heh yeah."
(Southern Comfort): Tremula says, "...what does it show up as?"
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Songbirds throughout the Basin raise their voice in harmony, echoing title's mellifluous voice as it melodically reverberates."
That's sounds nonsensical. Musically, harmoniously means all at once and melodiously means one after the other. Pick one.
FOR pposters who aren't steingrim:
0
EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
Unless the harmony of the birds is accompanying the melodic voice of Title.
Everiine is a man, and is very manly. This MAN before you is so manly you might as well just gender bend right now, cause he's the manliest man that you ever did see. His manly shape has spurned many women and girlyer men to boughs of fainting. He stands before you in a manly manerific typical man-like outfit which is covered in his manly motto: "I am a man!"
Daraius said: You gotta risk it for the biscuit.
Pony power all the way, yo. The more Brontaurs the better.
That's sounds nonsensical. Musically, harmoniously means all at once and melodiously means one after the other. Pick one.
Melodious means having a pleasant tune, pleasant sounding. Harmony refers to the combination of simultaneously sounded musical notes to produce chords and chord progressions having a pleasing effect. The songbirds sing along to enhance the musical ability of the shouter's own voice, urged to do so by the power of the shout itself. It echoes due to sound carrying over large amounts of distance from multiple sources. What's nonsensical is an n-pack set of abs that are visible no matter the clothing you're wearing.
Comments
Though Tylwyth, the Keeper of the Black Nest, appeared most interested in propositioning the working merians,
It was once guard guys, just one.....
Thanks @Vivet.
Discord: Rey#1460
First time I've ever seen this bug. My goodness, report it immediately.
It means bad things happened!
Think about it. This icedigger has seen the world. It has secretly (and sometimes not so secretly) been along my side on the Elemental Planes, The Astral Plane, within the depths of Muud, Leagues beneath the Inner Sea, through the highways, within the modern mortal cities, and off in distant Aetherbubbles like Xion and Mucklemarsh.
Then, every so often when I'm done, I'll drop it off on the Iceburn Plains before quitting or focusing on other stuff. It inevitably ends up back in a pit, and inevitably is faced by a question from its brethren - "Where have you been?". And when he makes the exciting revelations, they all write him off as a nutter, and he becomes an icedigger pariah.
That aside, if I find him in my inventory again I'll report the ID then.
Discord: Rey#1460
EDIT: This also extends to RP logs. I always love seeing the contrast.
== Professional Girl Gamer ==
Yes I play games
Yes I'm a girl
get over it
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Digitigrade
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Edit: Or are we talking about the fact that the legs are being referred to as digitigrade instead of the paws feet?
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
(******)Aramel says, "Ladies."
no context needed. Interpret at will.
You are the High Wisdom of the Moon, who sees the true hearts of men reflected within her scrying
pool and is tasked with distinguishing friend from foe.
I was highly amused in drawing that role
Edit:
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
A few minutes go by, then...