Early-morning discussions with @Phoebus; always full of knowledge and intrigue. This morning we touched on many topics, such as the recent visions and the pairing of Elder Gods and Goddesses. Eventually, we made our way to Igaso. Then, the igasho racial concept art.
...from that point on, it just went downhill.
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "They shouldve drawn her pubefro sticking out from behind her loincloth."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Just to make you feel ill."
- at this point I had to leave briefly, as Phoebus made me almost piddle myself yet again -
(Skyplume Secret Society): You say, "Do you think 'pubefro' is too inappropriate to keep in a quote, ahaha."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Lmao oh no."
(Skyplume Secret Society): You say, "I think pub*fro looks okay."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Aetherways) says, "Just do pubefro no one is gonna get offended by a pube."
And so here we are.
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Early-morning discussions with @Phoebus; always full of knowledge and intrigue. This morning we touched on many topics, such as the recent visions and the pairing of Elder Gods and Goddesses. Eventually, we made our way to Igaso. Then, the igasho racial concept art.
...from that point on, it just went downhill.
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "They shouldve drawn her pubefro sticking out from behind her loincloth."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Just to make you feel ill."
- at this point I had to leave briefly, as Phoebus made me almost piddle myself yet again -
(Skyplume Secret Society): You say, "Do you think 'pubefro' is too inappropriate to keep in a quote, ahaha."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Lmao oh no."
(Skyplume Secret Society): You say, "I think pub*fro looks okay."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Aetherways) says, "Just do pubefro no one is gonna get offended by a pube."
And so here we are.
Of all the things you could quote, you decide to quote this.
Deep within the Southern Serenwilde Forest the mystic Flame of Glinshari pulsates, ripples of bluish light growing outwards across the forest as a pillar of ethereal energy pours downward into the forest.
Verdant vines grow up about a door frozen in time, its knob quivering violently as the muted colours within slow.
Time slows about you, crawling to a near stand-still as the skies above Serenwilde quiver and warp, reality warping and twisting violently as colour is slowly drained from the sky.
Bit by bit the muted colours within the doorway turns to an empty, black nothingness, an infinite eternity of vacancy held within its four edges.
Ribbons of energy twirl down from the moon,brilliant patterns bursting against the muted grey of the sky above the Serenwilde.
A door frozen in time quivers violently as it slowly creaks open, the darkness within it becoming littered with shimmers of emerald. A violent splash upon its surface sends ripples across growing swirls of emerald that spread out within, its depths turning into a dense thicket of ivy and oakleaves.
Time begins to speed up rapidly once more as the skies above the forest shift and become silvered with moonlight. A vast rim of emerald energy begins to surround the silvery firmament above the Serenwilde, the turbulence calming as the image of the White Hart and a silvered, elegant lady are reflected in the skies above.
An awe-inspiring sound of tearing and rending erupts from Sacred Grove in the Southern Serenwilde Forest, temporal energies racing outwards in a concussive explosion. The images of Hart and Moon above the forest rush downwards to meet the temporal outburst, chasing its outline in opposing directions before forcing it inwards. Slowly the energy drains into the Sacred Grove, the two Spirits disappearing in bursts of emerald and silver as all appears to slowly regain normalcy.
A door frozen in time shimmers with verdant motes of energy as ethereal vibrations flood into the room from every direction. Slowly the door opens, the temporal energies within receding inwards to reveal a muted grove.
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Now let's see how many times a f---ing typo cruio before i actually put tit in."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "..."
(Skyplume Secret Society): Phoebus (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I'm not even gonna bother fixing that."
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Portius tells you, "My thanks once again for your help with the fables. Its publication is my latest volley in my war against our Seren friend."
You tell Librarian Portius Windwhisper, Fellow of the Institute, "One of our Seren friends is publishing fables?"
Portius tells you, "No. She is sending flowers. So, in return, I send fables to her library. It is a very roundabout way to retaliate."
Portius tells you, "I may have told her that it would instill Hallifaxian values in all of the little Seren children and lure them away to the Collective."
You tell Librarian Portius Windwhisper, Fellow of the Institute, "Ahh, I see, haha. A poignant way to retaliate. Whereas the beauty of a flower fades and is forgotten, a book may be forever archived in a library."
Portius tells you, "Yes. I shall be certain to tell everybody that I thought out the affair so thoroughly."
(Peasantface): You say, "Who is the Night, Celina?! Who?!"
(Peasantface): Celina (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "I AM THE NIGHT."
(Peasantface): You say, "To the batcave, Celina."
(Peasantface): Celina (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "*SWIRLS HER CLOAK*."
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!"
Fania can read minds. I needed a letter and was unable to find one (plenty in aethershops, I know, but I avoid those unless absolutely necessary). The following happened randomly and worked very well in my favor:
Finger extended, Fania pokes calm blue stationery with an oceanic motif. Archmage of the Breaking Waves Fania Dekoven, Aquatic Couturier says, "I have a blank letter." You give 100 gold sovereigns to Fania. You bounce up and down. Fania gives calm blue stationery with an oceanic motif to you. Fania gives a rainbow coloured scone to you.
Amongst the rubble of a collapsed ceiling. This room seems to have entirely collapsed, whether because of poor building or simple decay and disuse over time. The ceiling has fallen in completely, a bright sky visible above, and the only way to navigate around the broken room is by climbing over the heavy stone rubble. The room appears to have once been circular, but holds little that is now recognizable beyond a flattened rock face jutting upwards at its centre. A broken mirror rests within the shallow depression of a rock face jutting upwards here. A diminutive feline crouches here, wreathed in shadow. You see a single exit leading east. 9006h, 4443m, 6965e, 10p, 26658en, 26660w mBelrk<>-ii journal
You are wielding: bardiche30108 : an elegant black steel bardiche finished with golden webbing in your hands. You are holding: "journal98156" a ruined journal "journal25817" a personal journal You are wearing: Number of matching objects: 2 (out of 171 total) 9006h, 4425m, 6965e, 10p, 26658en, 26657w mBelrk<>- You have recovered balance on all limbs. 9006h, 4425m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-read journal
You read what is written on a ruined journal: Gslfts R mvrgsvi fmwvihgzmw rg mli pmld sld gl kilkviob fhv rg, nb ivhvzixs szh gfimvw fk gsv ulooldrmt ksizhv rm xlmmvxgrlm gl gsv zigruzxg:
Orange Member Gabriella has been slain in the Glade of Champions by Red Member Raeri. 9006h, 4478m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26656w mBelrxk<>- (Market): Saoirse says, "Seeking tracker or ecologist." 9006h, 4460m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>- You have slain Sondayga. 9006h, 4438m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-get Sondayga
I see no "Sondayga" to take. 9006h, 4438m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-blink
Oberst Adracunin, of the Time Sentinels says, "As Oberst of the Time Sentinel Company, I, Adracunin, officially recognize Senior Officer Llesvelt, of the Order of Cririk, as the Officer in charge of the Politburo, with all the rights, privileges, and responsibilities thereof."
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 greet a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple with a sincere smile. Snarling, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims, "These damn druids! They attack our city over a bunch of fragging bunnies and sparrows, then start screaming about how THEY'RE the victims! HA!" 9194h, 4334m, 8358e, 10p, 25145en, 25145w mBelrk<>-greet templar
You have recovered balance on all limbs. 9194h, 4334m, 8358e, 10p, 25145en, 25145w mBelrxk<>-beast order attack templar Jab templar
You greet a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple with a sincere smile. A grim, amused expression on his features, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims, "We'll press on. We're nearly to the Serenwilde Forest, and then we'll burn the whole damn thing down. The ur'Guard are marching with us, and those damn treefraggers will see EXACTLY what attacking Gaudiguch will get them!" "Ha!" A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims with gusto.
You greet a High Druid of the Hartstone with a sincere smile. A High Druid of the Hartstone exclaims, "These templar are truly the epitome of civilization. They perform horrible experiments on animals, mutate them beyond what is natural, force them into labour... Then when we seek to set them free, bring the whole of the Empire down upon us!" Looking downtrodden, a High Druid of the Hartstone sadly shakes his head. 9773h, 4993m, 8358e, 10p, 25119en, 25145w melrk<>- You greet a High Druid of the Hartstone with a sincere smile. Grimly, a High Druid of the Hartstone says, "We will do as we must to protect our homeland. Nature will defend its own." A High Druid of the Hartstone leers lasciviously at you.
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Date: 11/24/2012 at 14:42
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To : Everyone
Subj: Election #148603 Results
a small shrubbery has just replaced Archon Kalaneya Shee-Slaugh as Trademaster of Eboncraft.
Awkward.
Anky
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(Hallifax): Eria says, "I believe the Collective is late on their yearly payment of jelly donuts to the Sentinels."
(Hallifax): Eria says, "Pleace rectify that as soon as possible."
(Hallifax): Eria says, "Please even."
(Hallifax): Phoebus (from the Aetherways) says, "Mmhmmm, and do you have the reference number for the legal documentation of such an agreement?"
(Hallifax): Eria says, "ID10T5."
the fables. Its publication is my latest volley in my war
against our Seren friend."
You tell Librarian Portius Windwhisper, Fellow of the
Institute, "One of our Seren friends is publishing fables?"
Portius tells you, "No. She is sending flowers. So, in
return, I send fables to her library. It is a very
roundabout way to retaliate."
Portius tells you, "I may have told her that it would
instill Hallifaxian values in all of the little Seren
children and lure them away to the Collective."
You tell Librarian Portius Windwhisper, Fellow of the
Institute, "Ahh, I see, haha. A poignant way to retaliate.
Whereas the beauty of a flower fades and is forgotten, a
book may be forever archived in a library."
Portius tells you, "Yes. I shall be certain to tell
everybody that I thought out the affair so thoroughly."
^ Portius. Get to know him. He's great.
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Fania can read minds. I needed a letter and was unable to find one (plenty in aethershops, I know, but I avoid those unless absolutely necessary). The following happened randomly and worked very well in my favor:
Finger extended, Fania pokes calm blue stationery with an oceanic motif.
Archmage of the Breaking Waves Fania Dekoven, Aquatic Couturier says, "I have a blank letter."
You give 100 gold sovereigns to Fania.
You bounce up and down.
Fania gives calm blue stationery with an oceanic motif to you.
Fania gives a rainbow coloured scone to you.
Namiria tells you, "Where you going? And are you wielding a cat?"
Chorist Namiria, Apprentice of the Psalm says to you, "Are you really using a cat as a weapon?"
I used to have a lot of quotes from several years ago, but I deleted that partition by accident somehow.
What even. OH WAIT THERE'S A PART TWO:
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This room seems to have entirely collapsed, whether because of poor building or simple decay and disuse over time. The ceiling has fallen in completely, a bright sky visible above, and the only way to navigate around the broken room is by climbing over the heavy stone rubble. The room appears to have once been circular, but holds little that is now recognizable beyond a flattened rock face jutting upwards at its centre. A broken mirror rests within the shallow depression of a rock face jutting upwards here. A diminutive feline crouches here, wreathed in shadow.
You see a single exit leading east.
9006h, 4443m, 6965e, 10p, 26658en, 26660w mBelrk<>-ii journal
You are wielding:
bardiche30108 : an elegant black steel bardiche finished with golden webbing in your hands.
You are holding:
"journal98156" a ruined journal
"journal25817" a personal journal
You are wearing:
Number of matching objects: 2 (out of 171 total)
9006h, 4425m, 6965e, 10p, 26658en, 26657w mBelrk<>-
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
9006h, 4425m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-read journal
You read what is written on a ruined journal:
Gslfts R mvrgsvi fmwvihgzmw rg mli pmld sld gl kilkviob fhv rg, nb ivhvzixs szh gfimvw fk gsv ulooldrmt ksizhv rm xlmmvxgrlm gl gsv zigruzxg:
uzsovmzg yvonrmzsy
- Grhlg
9006h, 4478m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26656w mBelrxk<>-
Orange Member Gabriella has been slain in the Glade of Champions by Red Member Raeri.
9006h, 4478m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26656w mBelrxk<>-
(Market): Saoirse says, "Seeking tracker or ecologist."
9006h, 4460m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-
You have slain Sondayga.
9006h, 4438m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-get Sondayga
I see no "Sondayga" to take.
9006h, 4438m, 6965e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-blink
You blink.
That journal is quite over-powered.
Citeni gives an orange satin hamster shaped cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a petite piglet cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a sunrise cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Barrin Starleaf says to Aodhan, the blazing gryphon, "Hold this for me, do NOT eat."
Citeni gives a little, two tiered white cup cake with lilac sugar ribbons to Barrin Starleaf.
Barrin's eyes widen in disbelief as he shouts, "Oh my GOD!"
Citeni gives a petite pink cup cake coated with sprinkles to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a slice of pumpkin spice cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a petite caramel pecan cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a dark red cinnamon cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Barrin Starleaf exclaims, "Golly!"
Citeni gives a rhubarb infused cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a grapefruit and vanilla cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Barrin blinks.
Citeni gives a glittering vanilla cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a floral lemon and mango cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Aodhan, the blazing gryphon blinks incredulously at Citeni.
Citeni gives a pyramidal cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives an orange cup cake with vanilla frosting to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a blackberry cup cake with pink frosting to Barrin Starleaf.
Aodhan, the blazing gryphon gives Citeni a horrified gasp.
Citeni gives a rose-tinted cheesecake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a cup cake topped with pineapple jam and almond icing to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni gives a pomegranate cup cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Aodhan, the blazing gryphon thrusts his hand out to Barrin and begs shamelessly.
Citeni gives a pineapple upside-down cake to Barrin Starleaf.
Citeni beams broadly.
Citeni says, "I... love... cake."
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Snarling, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims, "These damn druids! They attack our city over a bunch of fragging bunnies and sparrows, then start screaming about how THEY'RE the victims! HA!"
9194h, 4334m, 8358e, 10p, 25145en, 25145w mBelrk<>-greet templar
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
9194h, 4334m, 8358e, 10p, 25145en, 25145w mBelrxk<>-beast order attack templar
Jab templar
You greet a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple with a sincere smile.
A grim, amused expression on his features, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims, "We'll press on. We're nearly to the Serenwilde Forest, and then we'll burn the whole damn thing down. The ur'Guard are marching with us, and those damn treefraggers will see EXACTLY what attacking Gaudiguch will get them!"
"Ha!" A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple exclaims with gusto.
You greet a High Druid of the Hartstone with a sincere smile.
A High Druid of the Hartstone exclaims, "These templar are truly the epitome of civilization. They perform horrible experiments on animals, mutate them beyond what is natural, force them into labour... Then when we seek to set them free, bring the whole of the Empire down upon us!"
Looking downtrodden, a High Druid of the Hartstone sadly shakes his head.
9773h, 4993m, 8358e, 10p, 25119en, 25145w melrk<>-
You greet a High Druid of the Hartstone with a sincere smile.
Grimly, a High Druid of the Hartstone says, "We will do as we must to protect our homeland. Nature will defend its own."
A High Druid of the Hartstone leers lasciviously at you.