Irillia tells you, "If you are asking where it will be hosted, I imagine the city's stage is the only natural place. If you mean when, it would be most certainly after the Ascension Trials, assuming Kethuru remains sealed and does not devour the Basin with a cup of tea."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, "Absolutely not!"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, "I heard he prefers cocoa."
Irillia tells you, "I bow to your greater knowledge in the area of Kethuru's beverage preferences, Execumatrix."
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.
Energy surges across the dome above as a distorted voice crackles, "If that is true, you must serve a penance for naming Me no better than Eventru, that sanctimonious prick."
Energy surges across the dome above as a distorted voice crackles, "A greater insult I could not begin to think of"
Zvoltz. You'd never hear him speaking like that in public.
Problem: Viynain is overpowered. He needs to be nerfed.
Solution #1: Infinite Disfavours from all admin/gods please.
Solution #2: In addition to solution 1, maggot him.
Solution #3: Provide a solution here.
Finally! I've been waiting for a report on Viynain for ages. He's clearly broken, and should perhaps even be replaced by something completely different.
Princess Celina Nightshade, the Heartless says to Tacita, "We do not judge you for what you do in privacy."
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!"
Maellio gives an execution order to Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State.
Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State says, "The guilty will kneel before me and justice will be served."
Ciaran kneels onto one knee, demonstrating his humility and respect.
Expressionless, Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State slams the butt of his halberd into Ciaran's temple,
causing him to briefly black out and fall to the platform. Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State shoves a
rough wad of cloth shoved into Ciaran's mouth as he returns to consciousness, struggling against the
rope being bound around his wrists and ankles. Without a hint of emotion, Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of
State gazes down at the pitiful form of Ciaran before kicking him over the side of city.
Oops?
You kneel before Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State, swearing your allegiance to him.
Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State says, "Please do not distract me from my duties. If you have an
execution order, hand it over or leave me to my business."
Expressionless, Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State swings the blade of his halberd down across your
back, shearing through your wings. Only the warm spray of blood coating your legs is felt as you
black out.
You gag on the rough wad of cloth shoved into your mouth as you return to consciousness, struggling
against the rope tightly binding your ankles. You feel a boot rest against the small of your back
for a short moment before a kick sends you over the edge of the platform. Twisting at the last
moment, you catch the emotionless gaze of Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State before your rotation
provides you with the sickening view of the Emerald Highway rushing up to meet you.
You are moved by Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State.
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Emerald Road. (road).
Banks of clouds roil about here. A strong breeze whistles over the ground. The road is an expanse of
rippling green crystal, a swathe of glittering emerald from which the road derives its name. Its
construction obviously was not of mundane origin, rather its very existence is a tribute to subtle
mystic arts. The crystal is slightly bubbled, allowing travellers safe traction upon what otherwise
would be a dangerously slick surface. Strong winds gust in from Avechna's Teeth, an imposing
mountain range to the west. The air is slightly chilled. An unidentifiable body lies here, smashed
across the highway.
You see exits leading east and southwest.
Slamming into the surface of the Emerald Highway, your bones snap and your innards liquify in a
millisecond of excruciating pain before merciful death takes you.
You have been slain by Klayok Pavok, Sentinel of State.
Emerald Road. (road).
Banks of clouds roil about here. A strong breeze whistles over the ground. The twisted remains of
Entrias lie here. An unidentifiable body lies here, smashed across the highway.
(The Assimilated): Morbo says, "Entrias has been severely punished by Klayok Pavok for crimes
against the Beacon of Harmony."
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.
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."
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
That's a pretty neat execution!
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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Not that naming the days would be matter much, not like we have weekends. And our 'holidays' are more like 'half-year festivals'
NARF!
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Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, "Absolutely not!"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, "I heard he prefers cocoa."
Irillia tells you, "I bow to your greater knowledge in the area of Kethuru's beverage preferences, Execumatrix."
that sanctimonious prick."
Energy surges across the dome above as a distorted voice crackles, "A greater insult I could not begin to think of"
The Divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger echoes in your head, "Ahem."
I'm not going to have stats like that again for a while =(
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!
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!
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I shouldn't have laughed at that as much as I did.
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!
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Was totally worth it just to have him admit it
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!
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!
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