**********************[ THE BLOOD HOUSE OF YSAV'RAI ]**********************
Blooded Chancellor: (Nobody)
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
See, that's what being on council is useful for: you can pass legislation outlawing family drama on pain of death and/or re-education. Have it enforced by the Familial Arrangement Reharmonization Taskforce.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
I don't really see much of the in game drama brought here :?
I mean, nobody even posted the log of you two bickering like children :P
And this is why complaining about drama on the forums tends to be a bad idea, because we get more and more drama-filled details. Talking about drama breeds more drama.
See, that's what being on council is useful for: you can pass legislation outlawing family drama on pain of death and/or re-education. Have it enforced by the Familial Arrangement Reharmonization Taskforce.
You made that acronym on purpose, didn't you?
Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
Envoy reports aren't as easy as they look, and take a lot of technical know-how. Thank your local envoy today.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
Envoy reports aren't as easy as they look, and take a lot of technical know-how. Thank your local envoy today.
Truth. Reading the envoy reports always impresses me with how much research and well thought out debate the envoys do to help improve the game through their reports.
The politest gank from @Taevyn today, he even showed me what was giving me trouble. And I got to play with his drop bear. Makes up for the essence loss.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
There are some things in my system I needed to work on. He helped me see the flaws. Not really shame at all...
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
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/log in while grumpy /get mildly frustrated /state minor frustration on private clan /accidentally mistell that frustration to Ad-Hoc /chaos ensues! ! !
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
/log in while grumpy /get mildly frustrated /state minor frustration on private clan /accidentally mistell that frustration to Ad-Hoc /chaos ensues! ! !
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
A while back I recorded this, even though I wrote it years back. Forgive the weird interpretation of Mysrai, I can't do feminine voices. And I don't like my voice enough to do the rest, but I thought I'd share with the class.
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
Vive l'apostrophe!
I mean, nobody even posted the log of you two bickering like children :P
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
I lost a newbie in the Faethorn while helping two of them through their Planar travels collegium quests. But One survived, so 50% is ok!
/get mildly frustrated
/state minor frustration on private clan
/accidentally mistell that frustration to Ad-Hoc
/chaos ensues! ! !
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."