@Manteekan is there any chance you could quote yourself (I know, so gauche) so I can see the shouts I was too busy running around to see during the event? It's one of my least favourite things about competing vs. watching in these.
@Manteekan is there any chance you could quote yourself (I know, so gauche) so I can see the shouts I was too busy running around to see during the event? It's one of my least favourite things about competing vs. watching in these.
I am sure somebody has them all, but if not, I may be able to throw something together.
Though learning that it was one specific roc nest that was the nest clue made it a bit disappointing. I got lucky in that the first nest I was dropped in was the correct one, but please. Never again.
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.
Though learning that it was one specific roc nest that was the nest clue made it a bit disappointing. I got lucky in that the first nest I was dropped in was the correct one, but please. Never again.
If you had killed that roc, nobody else would be able to solve it for 40 minutes (reset time)-- plus however long after that it takes to become daytime again. You can only be scooped up during the day, after all.
Raves for this: The Temporal Conclave bows to you and commences the lesson in Acrobatics. omg this change made me way happier than it should have. Take that, lack of alchemist symphonists!
(I'm the mom of Hallifax btw, so if you are in Hallifax please call me mom.)
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Raves for this: The Temporal Conclave bows to you and commences the lesson in Acrobatics. omg this change made me way happier than it should have. Take that, lack of alchemist symphonists!
Wait, this is for real? Oooooh so many plans.
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
I logged in just intending to see who was around and what was going on.
4 hours, a tribe ritual that became a rite, and two stories later, I'm exhausted.
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 was a great little bit of ritual and storytelling. Mumbles arrived just in time to catch the tail end of a ritual that bumped him 4 levels higher.
Erinyes grin wryly as They lean in close to you and whisper, "As you wish," before clawing viciously as your forehead.
You will now be described as "is a gargantuan figure of living shadow. The darkness that swathe Siam's form devour all light that strikes him, leaving no trace behind. Flickering orbs of sapphire blue and emerald green glimmer constantly, twin star-eyes untouched by the hungering darkness that surrounds this demidivine's form. The twisting shadows upon Siam's right shoulder churn and recede to an unheard rhythm, a ruby flare briefly revealing the name 'Narynth Ysav'rai' in what appears to be living blood before the alien cadence swathes it in darkness once more. Siam's fingernails are notably well-manicured. Scratched into his forehead, the wound still dripping with blood, is a scratchy signature which reads, 'Erinyes'."
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
A sense of dread overcomes you as a mirage of squat, ugly creatures surrounds you. There is naught endearing about their visage, as They are vicious and cruel in Their administering of the law. They smile as They approach, swaying seductively, the horror of it all but too much to bear. As They close in finally, a claw drags against your back, marring the flesh with a peculiar symbol. At that, They vanish one by one, bursting like water-filled balloons.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
A sense of dread overcomes you as a mirage of squat, ugly creatures surrounds you. There is naught endearing about their visage, as They are vicious and cruel in Their administering of the law. They smile as They approach, swaying seductively, the horror of it all but too much to bear. As They close in finally, a claw drags against your back, marring the flesh with a peculiar symbol. At that, They vanish one by one, bursting like water-filled balloons.
Pretty sure you can now tout yourself as being literally marked by Fate.
A sense of dread overcomes you as a mirage of squat, ugly creatures surrounds you. There is naught endearing about their visage, as They are vicious and cruel in Their administering of the law. They smile as They approach, swaying seductively, the horror of it all but too much to bear. As They close in finally, a claw drags against your back, marring the flesh with a peculiar symbol. At that, They vanish one by one, bursting like water-filled balloons.
Fancy!
(Magnagora): Thax says, "My truest favour to the soldier that brings me the weave of Neos."
Rideta's public post made me shiver a little bit. Well done.
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.
Norns and Erinyes down! Oneroi and the Fates left!
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
You're all very kind, thank you. A lot of internal movement is going on in Mag and I wanted to try and signal that.
I haven't seen the reply, but it's safe to say I expected something from a 'northerner,' not one of ours. Although, suffice to say of course it'd be @Karlach.
I need to take a look and see if I'll write a response! I always hated those silly public posting wars and it's all too simple to get drawn in.
(Magnagora): Thax says, "My truest favour to the soldier that brings me the weave of Neos."
I feel flattered that you expected Karlach to reply, I actually expected to be somewhat forgotten about in the list of notorious Mag exodites because when I left it really wasn't anything of note.
It was harsh (and possibly outdated) but I'm really hoping Mag continues to turn a corner under its own steam, rather than having its successes attributed to old names coming in.
The last line is certainly sincere and without sarcasm.
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!
It's true! I had a little list of potential responders in a notepad while I wrote it. You were nearer the bottom, as I heard you'd only come back recently. Shows what I know
What you describe is actually a bit on the nose from what I've heard, though. I think the environment and activity are quite improved nowadays. Doing what we can!
Anyway, it was a good retort
(Magnagora): Thax says, "My truest favour to the soldier that brings me the weave of Neos."
Manteekan leans forward and places a kiss upon your brow, leaving behind a layer of frost that begins to tingle, then burn. You reach towards your head as a chill runs over your flesh, and bumps begin to cover every inch of it as something deep within you begins to stir. Manteekan smiles as He stands tall once more, and with a wave of His hand, the mists begin to swirl about you, imbuing you with the powers of the Haze.
Manteekan has imbued you with great powers, use them wisely.
I CALLED IT. I TOTALLY CALLED IT EARLIER. ELIVATAR! Congrats, @Eliron!
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
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Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Though learning that it was one specific roc nest that was the nest clue made it a bit disappointing. I got lucky in that the first nest I was dropped in was the correct one, but please. Never again.
The Temporal Conclave bows to you and commences the lesson in Acrobatics.
omg this change made me way happier than it should have. Take that, lack of alchemist symphonists!
== Professional Girl Gamer ==
Yes I play games
Yes I'm a girl
get over it
4 hours, a tribe ritual that became a rite, and two stories later, I'm exhausted.
HUGE raves to @Torgaddon, @Breandryn, @Awdwyn, @Mumbles, and @Mythridox for excellent, excellent tribe RP!
Great RP all around!
I'll get all of you one day, I swear it.
Erinyes grin wryly as They lean in close to you and whisper, "As you wish," before clawing viciously as your forehead.
You will now be described as "is a gargantuan figure of living shadow. The darkness that swathe Siam's form devour all light that strikes him, leaving no trace behind. Flickering orbs of sapphire blue and emerald green glimmer constantly, twin star-eyes untouched by the hungering darkness that surrounds this demidivine's form. The twisting shadows upon Siam's right shoulder churn and recede to an unheard rhythm, a ruby flare briefly revealing the name 'Narynth Ysav'rai' in what appears to be living blood before the alien cadence swathes it in darkness once more. Siam's fingernails are notably well-manicured. Scratched into his forehead, the wound still dripping with blood, is a scratchy signature which reads, 'Erinyes'."
I believe I won this. Thank you, @Erinyes!
@Kraw we're coming for you next!
A sense of dread overcomes you as a mirage of squat, ugly creatures surrounds you. There is naught endearing about their visage, as They are vicious and cruel in Their administering of the law. They smile as They approach, swaying seductively, the horror of it all but too much to bear. As They close in finally, a claw drags against your back, marring the flesh with a peculiar symbol. At that, They vanish one by one, bursting like water-filled balloons.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
I haven't seen the reply, but it's safe to say I expected something from a 'northerner,' not one of ours. Although, suffice to say of course it'd be @Karlach.
I need to take a look and see if I'll write a response! I always hated those silly public posting wars and it's all too simple to get drawn in.
It was harsh (and possibly outdated) but I'm really hoping Mag continues to turn a corner under its own steam, rather than having its successes attributed to old names coming in.
The last line is certainly sincere and without sarcasm.
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!
What you describe is actually a bit on the nose from what I've heard, though. I think the environment and activity are quite improved nowadays. Doing what we can!
Anyway, it was a good retort
begins to tingle, then burn. You reach towards your head as a chill runs over your flesh, and bumps
begin to cover every inch of it as something deep within you begins to stir. Manteekan smiles as He
stands tall once more, and with a wave of His hand, the mists begin to swirl about you, imbuing you
with the powers of the Haze.
Manteekan has imbued you with great powers, use them wisely.
Yay!