EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
edited December 2012
Donato tells you, "Haha, yes I was told, after i proclaimed myself to be manly, that 'Everiine is the manliest trill ever', haha." My legacy lives on!
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.
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Siam Shadow Warden Commune Aide On Ssaliss Shadow Warden Chancellor On Tervic Shadow Warden On Septim Ebon Forester Commune Aide On
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2 ) Siam: "CWO tells you to be Servic." 3 ) Siam: "CWHO." 4 ) Siam: "Hi Ssaliss." 5 ) Tervic: "Hahaha." 6 ) Tervic: "No." 7 ) Tervic: "I will be The One Who Comes After." 8 ) Siam: "Yes, emphasis on ONE." 9 ) Tervic: "Yes." 10) Siam: "We outnumber you." 11) Tervic: "It means I'm more special than all you mindless horde-beings." 12) Siam: "Also: Seothanis." 13) Tervic: "NOOO OTTER, Y U BETRAY ME." 14) Tervic: "*sob*." 15) Skye: "Join uSSSSSSSSSSSS." 16) Siam: "^^^^^^." 17) Tervic: "Her name is henceforth Teosanis." 18) Siam: "Pls 2 namechange." 19) Tervic: "Teoshanis."
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!"
Top of the amethyst column. Banks of clouds roil about here. You see exits leading east and down.
*move east*
Glittering with magic. Banks of clouds roil about here. A silver and gold pentagram is inlaid into the floor tiles of this enchanter's workshop. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A shambling zombie is here, bent awkwardly at the waist. You see a single exit leading west. A shambling zombie moans pitifully.
Stumbling toward you, a shambling zombie bites down onto your head, piercing your skull with his sharp teeth.
You blink.
Okay. Who let the zombie into the Hallifax enchantment chamber?
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.
Yeah, since the last change zombies became even more annoying. I ran across one (only one!) while harvesting that I had to hit-and-run to keep it from killing me
Where were these locations? The peculiar about this instance, to me at least, is that it's so far away from the road. You have to walk through the entire Hallifax just to get here. Far more than a few random steps that get them into the city.
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.
Where were these locations? The peculiar about this instance, to me at least, is that it's so far away from the road. You have to walk through the entire Hallifax just to get here. Far more than a few random steps that get them into the city.
Oh man, you should've seen all of the stragglers I was finding when they were pouring out of Glomdoring. They were in every nook and cranny you would never expect them to be, like...the courtrooms in the Spire of the Lawgivers? EVERYWHERE.
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."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist looks skeptical and says to Rolan, "So, you run from Calesta to debate Elenwe instead?"
You take a drink of a potion of bromides from a shimmering rainbow vial. Ah, the soothing bromides help strengthen your ego.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You take a drink of a potion of bromides from a shimmering rainbow vial. Ah, the soothing bromides help strengthen your ego.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad that you are left spluttering in confusion.
A wry smile spreads across Xenthos's face. Aleyah screams at Rolan, reminding him that he has to hurry.
Rolan shrugs helplessly.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "He wants an easy win." 4392h, 2928m, 1653e, 10p, 19380en, 12810w elrxkdb- Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "Not after a challenge."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Yes, indeed."
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "I find it amazingly hilarious."
Marshal Rolan Ves'ril, The Oncoming Storm smiles impishly and says, "But fine. I'll take my fun elsewhere."
"Heh heh heh" Aleyah chuckles.
After a long pause in you and your interlocutor's dialectic, you lose interest in the debate and let your mind drift to other things.
Hymnist Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says to you, "You ok?"
You say, "I am fine."
You say, "It was funny."
Shadow Aurik Shee-Slaugh, Eyes of Bloodlust asks you, "Did you just win a debate by debating outside of the debate about the debator's intentions..?"
You greet a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple with a sincere smile. A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple looks you up and down, grinning.
Drawing in close, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple says, "Well aren't you a fine piece of furrikin. Think you've any interest in hanging around after we wipe out these damn druids?" A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple leers lasciviously at you.
Did... did that templar just hit on me while in the middle of combat?
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.
(The Kool Klan with Kelly in it): Placeus says, ""Jesus christ it's a Neos!! Get in the ca.. er.. aethership!"
If I shouted out Car as in, "Let's take the car around the basin" I can almost guarantee I'd get docked rolepoints. Problem is that car is a perfectly acceptable and medieval word.
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My legacy lives on!
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Commune Member Rank Position CT
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Siam Shadow Warden Commune Aide On
Ssaliss Shadow Warden Chancellor On
Tervic Shadow Warden On
Septim Ebon Forester Commune Aide On
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Currently, there are 4 Commune Members on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.
2 ) Siam: "CWO tells you to be Servic."
3 ) Siam: "CWHO."
4 ) Siam: "Hi Ssaliss."
5 ) Tervic: "Hahaha."
6 ) Tervic: "No."
7 ) Tervic: "I will be The One Who Comes After."
8 ) Siam: "Yes, emphasis on ONE."
9 ) Tervic: "Yes."
10) Siam: "We outnumber you."
11) Tervic: "It means I'm more special than all you mindless horde-beings."
12) Siam: "Also: Seothanis."
13) Tervic: "NOOO OTTER, Y U BETRAY ME."
14) Tervic: "*sob*."
15) Skye: "Join uSSSSSSSSSSSS."
16) Siam: "^^^^^^."
17) Tervic: "Her name is henceforth Teosanis."
18) Siam: "Pls 2 namechange."
19) Tervic: "Teoshanis."
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If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
It was Xynthin -sagenod-
Signature!
Don't you think it's a bit absurd trying to analyze a grungy black rage worg with wings of raging shadows?
Uh, no?
Lusternia is trolling me.
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Signature!
Banks of clouds roil about here.
You see exits leading east and down.
*move east*
Glittering with magic.
Banks of clouds roil about here. A silver and gold pentagram is inlaid into the floor tiles of this enchanter's workshop. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A shambling zombie is here, bent awkwardly at the waist.
You see a single exit leading west.
A shambling zombie moans pitifully.
Stumbling toward you, a shambling zombie bites down onto your head, piercing your skull with his sharp teeth.
You blink.
Okay. Who let the zombie into the Hallifax enchantment chamber?
Signature!
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!
Revolution concluded?
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Signature!
from Calesta to debate Elenwe instead?"
You take a drink of a potion of bromides from a shimmering rainbow vial.
Ah, the soothing bromides help strengthen your ego.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and
justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad
that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You take a drink of a potion of bromides from a shimmering rainbow vial.
Ah, the soothing bromides help strengthen your ego.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and
justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad
that you are left spluttering in confusion.
A wry smile spreads across Xenthos's face.
Aleyah screams at Rolan, reminding him that he has to hurry.
Rolan shrugs helplessly.
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and
justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad
that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "He wants an easy win."
4392h, 2928m, 1653e, 10p, 19380en, 12810w elrxkdb-
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and
justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad
that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "Not after a challenge."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Yes, indeed."
Rolan argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with dogmatic assumptions and
justifications. While you have a hunch that his argument is baseless, it is so general and broad
that you are left spluttering in confusion.
You say, "I find it amazingly hilarious."
Marshal Rolan Ves'ril, The Oncoming Storm smiles impishly and says, "But fine. I'll take my fun
elsewhere."
"Heh heh heh" Aleyah chuckles.
After a long pause in you and your interlocutor's dialectic, you lose interest in the debate and let
your mind drift to other things.
Hymnist Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says to you, "You ok?"
You say, "I am fine."
You say, "It was funny."
Shadow Aurik Shee-Slaugh, Eyes of Bloodlust asks you, "Did you just win a debate by debating outside
of the debate about the debator's intentions..?"
Aurik scratches his head in confusion.
Hymnist Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says to Aurik, "Yep!"
You say, "Pretty much."
A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple looks you up and down, grinning.
Drawing in close, a Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple says, "Well aren't you a fine piece of furrikin. Think you've any interest in hanging around after we wipe out these damn druids?"
A Lord Templar of the Hidden Temple leers lasciviously at you.
Did... did that templar just hit on me while in the middle of combat?
(Market): Junia says, "I will be rubbing out some Czigany curios! If you're looking for something, send a tell."
(had to be shared, I'm sorry)