EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
By accident. Avae I think was doing the epic cycle, and when she completed a quest, big light happened, brought the colt back, and the spirit of Nintoba looked on approvingly.
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.
From the Serenwilde Forest, a spear flies up into the sky, glowing with an emerald green light. It grows larger and larger until it is like an enormous bolt of green lightning.
The spear dives towards Magnagora, driving a hole into the globe of darkness. The Necromentate howls in rage and pain.
A centaur colt rises up out of Magnagora upon a pillar of emerald light, carrying him gently into the bosom of Serenwilde.
The clouds above form the figure of an ancient centaur warrior, who nods in satisfaction and blesses Serenwilde before the winds blow the clouds away.
If you're standing at the statue you see it spring to life and throw the spear, but I didn't keep a copy of that one. Oops.
This whole time, I was never aware you could steal centaur colts and chain them in Magnagora.
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.
This whole time, I was never aware you could steal centaur colts and chain them in Magnagora.
Delphas showed me the beginning of the quest a long, looooooong time ago. I wondered what would happen if I did it, but of course didn't attempt it because of good relations with Serenwilde, and then I left it too late. Glad to hear it works! I heard it was a throwback to releasing crow or something before Glom was a thing? Or collegiums? Or some such, I don't really know.
It was more, "Serenwilde had it pretty easy to kill Crow even if he got raised, so the Admin gave Magnagora something to do which kind of slowed Serenwilde down, only it turned out to not be so much of a slow-down because Seren just had to do part of one of the quests they did anyways to undo it" iirc. And then Serenwilde just griefed Glom-mobs every time they saw someone doing the quest, so no more raising of Crow.
This was pre-Glomdoring-as-an-organization, of course,
You prostrate yourself before Baalphegar, and profess your commitment to dark plots and lies, begging the Prince of the Dark Fates to form a pact with you. You shudder violently as the whispering of a thousand voices threatens madness.
The Voice of Baalphegar tells you, "Yessss, Cyna! With my guidance, you shall spin such webs and plots that the world shall dance to our manipulations!"
Thousands of crawling, chitinous legs slither over your skin, prodding and pricking, injecting you with cold venom. Unable to bear it longer, you try to claw them off you, but there is nothing there except for silky strands of web.
You are afflicted with entangled.
You have been slain by the Voice of Baalphegar.
A bog myrtle leaf falls out of your inventory.
A passing traveller sees you dropping some of your worldly possessions and frowns sympathetically, kneeling down to collect your goods and promising to return them to you.
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I actually recall doing something similar as a novice Shadowdancer, got a little bit of psychopathic roleplay in on him before Seren figured out whodunnit and branded me an enemy. I made sure to be in of doors of a full moon for the next several IG years.
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Yay bloodthirsty ones!
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.
Passing traveler on Nil, eh? At Baalphegar, no less. Odd place to be just passing by.
Given that it's Baalphegar...
I *really* want to flag that post with something, just for the use of a sentence that randomly and pointlessly switches to a different language halfway through.
It's like using "kawaii" when you're not speaking japanese, and it should be a *fireable offense
*Out of a cannon. Into a volcano.
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.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
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Message #3301 sent by Daraius (received: 2016/05/16 19:10:52)
"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."
Minister Ieckco Shevat says, "You people will be the death of me."
Neloae glances dispassionately at Ieckco, ticking his name off on an execution requisition and
handing it to a nearby Deputy Commissar.
Cririk glances dispassionately at Ieckco, ticking his name off on an execution requisition and
handing it to a nearby Deputy Commissar.
Having received sufficient requisitions, the Commissar turns and marches sharply to Ieckco, raising
his halberd. With a flash of steel and a brief spray of blood, the deed is quickly and efficiently
carried out as Ieckco crumples lifelessly to the floor. The Commissar removes a recording disc from
his pocket and examines it carefully, announcing that Ieckco was the Temporal Primus.
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
(Fraternitatis Dreadnoughticum): Mjoll says, "Arian is stealing our fucking cats."
I've stolen Celest's cats before. DW's can envelop them(there is a normal initial chance of them "jumping out of your arms" that picking up can always cause, but after that they are in your normal inventory and if/when they jump out then its in the area your body is in). They'll return after a day or so, like normal AFAIK.
(Fraternitatis Dreadnoughticum): Mjoll says, "Arian is stealing our fucking cats."
I've stolen Celest's cats before. DW's can envelop them(there is a normal initial chance of them "jumping out of your arms" that picking up can always cause, but after that they are in your normal inventory and if/when they jump out then its in the area your body is in). They'll return after a day or so, like normal AFAIK.
They'll come with you if you give them rats... Not stealing if the kitties are coming willingly! (And yes, I steal them too)
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
Usurping Shango, Selna struggles to claim the Bone of Mortality.
Usurping Selna, Sylvanas struggles to claim the Bone of Mortality.
Usurping Sylvanas, Shango struggles to claim the Bone of Mortality.
Only one can have it guys! (I imagine there was a reason behind it, just looked funny from afar)
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.
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This was pre-Glomdoring-as-an-organization, of course,
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Th-that's new.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Date: 5/15/2016 at 19:55
From: Estarra the Eternal
To : Everyone
Subj: Pickle Surprise!
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.
It's like using "kawaii" when you're not speaking japanese, and it should be a *fireable offense
*Out of a cannon. Into a volcano.
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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.