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!"
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.
It's aetherflares, time! Time for some ship-on-ship combat!
In this corner, the Archangel, piloted by @Bleuu! And in the opposing corner, the Achillea, piloted by @Xena! Who will win??
Archangel [Angel] fires a blast into Achillea [Achillea]. Achillea [Achillea] suddenly collapses on herself! Achillea has been destroyed by Archangel. The vortex in the sky above fades away. Xena has died in the imploded wreckage of Achillea.
"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."
The voices of the Norns ring out, "What is it that We hear? There is no definitive answer to who is the smartest and most-well read adventurer in the Basin? Lets find out!"
(The Midnight Pearl): Pectus says, "Trem. I saw a 'night' hawk mask at target."
Norns has just begun a Quiz! Type JOIN QUIZ to participate.
Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as Father Sun's chase brings him closer to the world's edge.
A comfortable chamber of Knowledge.
Motes of icy white energy flutter about within a nebulous volt as it drifts about, humming with faint static. Lord-Librarian Portius Nitraedes, Paragon of Progress is here, limned in an aura of inky, shifting calligraphy. He wields a burning whip of hissing flame in his left hand and an emerald void blaster in his right. Serenguard Breandryn, Warden of the Moonhart stands at the ready, her face adorned with colourful warpaint. She wields an ornate platinum rapier in each hand. A fulminating justicar looms here, surrounded by an aura of crackling lightning. Keeper Veyils Ysav'rai, of the Blackened Bones is here, shrouded. She wields a viciously hooked flail in each hand. Apprentice Kalas Iosen is here, shrouded. He wields a twisted staff in his left hand. He is surrounded by one reflection of himself. Druid Siam, Whispered Voice is here. He wields a golden whip of the pious in his left hand and a putrid thornvine whip in his right. Emeritus Ayisdra Ysav'rai is here. Archmage Irillia Shevat is here, wreathed in a flickering mandala of silvery light. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand and a magic spatula in her right. Twirling about idly, Delsea sways here dreamily. She wields a frost-kissed silver violin adorned with engraved roses in her left hand and a shimmering steel dagger in her right.
You see a single exit leading out.
Shaking them in his cupped hands first, Falmiis throws a set of glyph covered dice, brow furrowed in concentration as he attempts to divine the meaning of the result. Glancing at the dice, you see they landed such that two pips, a lion, and a clouded sun are facing up.
Druid Siam, Whispered Voice says to Lorina, "We are concerned."
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison, "Some of your minds do worry Us."
Lady Navarch Lorina, of the Waves says, "He has something hidden, I tell you."
You hide a grin behind your hand.
Kalas Ixion, The Devouring Blade says to Lorina, "You're not wrong."
Lorina gives Ixion the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.
Kalas Ixion, The Devouring Blade says, "But that is no tree in there."
The corners of Erinyes's mouth turn up as They grins mischievously.
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Salome leans on Erinyes seeking consolation.
Erinyes gives Salome the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.
A look of sweetest innocence overtakes Salome.
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison to Salome, "You have gotten your filth on Us."
Erinyes quickly dusts Themself off.
Salome Shee-Slaugh smiles and says to Erinyes, "It's pretty filth."
You remove a striped orchid.
You give a striped orchid to the Erinyes, Administrators of Fate.
You say, "This helps."
You nod solemnly.
Erinyes quickly devours a striped orchid.
Salome's eyes sparkle with amusement.
You open your mouth but say nothing.
Salome gives a hedge-shaped donut piped with obsidian roses to the Erinyes, Administrators of Fate.
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison to you, "I do not see how that was supposed to help."
Erinyes begins to wield a hedge-shaped donut piped with obsidian roses in Their left hand.
Astounded, you say, "You ate the flower..."
Erinyes tosses a hedge-shaped donut piped with obsidian roses to Norns, and They catches it nimbly.
Salome's eyes sparkle with amusement.
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison to Norns, "To maintain Your figures."
You give Erinyes the once-over, eyeing Them suspiciously.
You say to Erinyes, "They don't make you prettier on the inside, You know."
Kalas Ixion, The Devouring Blade says, "Not with that attitude."
You point a shimmering steel dagger at Ixion.
Their faces growing red, The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison to you, "Are you saying We are not beautiful inside?"
Druid Siam, Whispered Voice says to Erinyes, "That's what they're trying to say."
You say, "Well, I can't rightly say, since I can't see Your insides."
Lord-Librarian Portius Nitraedes, Paragon of Progress says to Erinyes, "Now, now. Everyone is beautiful on the dissection table, for all knowledge is beauty."
Erinyes rakes Their claws across your face.
You will now be described as "is quite petite, being both short and slender. Her skin is smooth and flawless, save for a few light freckles dotting her nose and cheeks, in contrast to the pale cream of her complexion. Honey-blonde hair tumbles in gentle waves to her waist, adorned with several pale blue blossoms twined into the tresses. High cheekbones give her an elegant visage, her eyes a startling silver, framed by long golden lashes and highlighted with a hint of smoky kohl. As her rosebud lips part, slightly crooked white teeth are revealed. She moves with an innate grace, her actions precise and fluid, as though she moves in an endless dance, her steps light. Deep scratches cover her face, each spewing blood over her freckled skin."
You say, "Owwwwww."
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison to you, "Beauty is fleeting."
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Caught in a sudden bout of whimsy, you grab Erinyes's hands and twirl Them about the room.
The Erinyes, Administrators of Fate say in unison, "Yes... thank you all for reminding Us why We avoid you."
You rub your hands together and gleefully shout, "Hee!"
Between the icicles.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Constantly moving her head in a jerky and sudden motion, a snow white skara observes her surroundings vigilantly. Constantly moving his head in a jerky and sudden motion, a snow white skara observes his surroundings vigilantly. Almost invisible, a jagged shard of translucent crystal lies flat on the ground.
You see a single exit leading out.
You are transported by the power of the Divine.
You shout, "Not nice!"
The voices of the Erinyes ring out, "Have fun."
Salome suddenly appears, looking bewildered.
The voices of the Erinyes ring out, "Do have some company."
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(Newbie): Spindle says, "Just remember, we are always watching."
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.
You say, "...I wonder if the Guchis are throwing a festival of their own."
In a voice rusty from disuse, Junior Fellow Ordassa says, "You mean, apart from the one they throw everyday?"
Please post logs of this when it happens. I would like to see what an austere, well-documented and paperwork-heavy festival looks like.
Every event displays its proper permit, and has been relentlessly workshopped in the relevant committees to ensure that it encourages an important civic virtue in the proles.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
Eyes flashing with anger, @Lysistrata points a finger imperiously at @Anelissa and utters a series of guttural croaks. You watch in amazement as warts break out over Anelissa's skin which then turns green and slimy. Finally, she shrinks and transforms into a large, ugly toad!
[...]
You blow a big kiss.
As you kiss @Xenthos, a strange thrumming fills your stomach, and you watch in horror as warts break out over your skin which then turns green and slimy. The world seems to suddenly become much larger.. .or are you becoming smaller? Hmm, why do you have a sudden craving for flies?
Wait until you attack yourself with a katana, and block your blow with the same katana.
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.
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Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
EDIT: Last one, I swear!
Guess this all means that Gore is just a Stag user's way to arrange a hart to heart.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
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!
In this corner, the Archangel, piloted by @Bleuu! And in the opposing corner, the Achillea, piloted by @Xena! Who will win??
Achillea [Achillea] suddenly collapses on herself!
Achillea has been destroyed by Archangel.
The vortex in the sky above fades away.
Xena has died in the imploded wreckage of Achillea.
A tendril of lavender scent perfumes the air as Tremula steps gracefully into existence.
A cone of sparkling light rises up around Cahlis and whisks him away.
Tremula, the Minister of Peace says, "You may be wondering why I've gathered you all here today."
Tremula nods her head emphatically.
You curtsey gracefully before Tremula.
Tremula inclines her head politely to you.
Tremula, the Minister of Peace says, "I'm wondering that, too. Let me know if you find out."
A cone of sparkling light rises up around Tremula and whisks her away.
Age: forever 28 / Sex: female / Location: where the Fates can't reach
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Edith tells you, "You are actually the first - perhaps the beginning of a trend."
You tell D'Oiliea Edith Shee-Slaugh, of the Wyrden Wood, "I apologize in advance for that."
You've all been warned!
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The voices of the Norns ring out, "What is it that We hear? There is no definitive answer to who is the smartest and most-well read adventurer in the Basin? Lets find out!"
(The Midnight Pearl): Pectus says, "Trem. I saw a 'night' hawk mask at target."
Norns has just begun a Quiz! Type JOIN QUIZ to participate.
A comfortable chamber of Knowledge.
[ ALERT ] - Socket got disconnected.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
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You shout, "Not nice!"
The voices of the Erinyes ring out, "Have fun."
Salome suddenly appears, looking bewildered.
The voices of the Erinyes ring out, "Do have some company."
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Stat Effect Value Max
City Magnagora 0 1
City Magnagora 0 1
City Magnagora 233606 3
@Arimisia tells you, "Oh my, who is holding your leash?"
(Magnagora): You say, "It was a metaphorical leash, Commander."
(Magnagora): You say, "Good Nil."
You say, "...I wonder if the Guchis are throwing a festival of their own."
In a voice rusty from disuse, Junior Fellow Ordassa says, "You mean, apart from the one they throw
everyday?"
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
guttural croaks. You watch in amazement as warts break out over Anelissa's skin which then turns
green and slimy. Finally, she shrinks and transforms into a large, ugly toad!
[...]
You blow a big kiss.
As you kiss @Xenthos, a strange thrumming fills your stomach, and you watch in horror as warts break
out over your skin which then turns green and slimy. The world seems to suddenly become much larger..
.or are you becoming smaller? Hmm, why do you have a sudden craving for flies?
Whoops.
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
You blow a big kiss.
Acrobatics has never felt more relevant to my life than in this moment.