IDEA'd via in-game too, but, recording in logs when someone adds an anomaly to the guild's research item (Ex. Ani has added a golden anomaly to the Amberleaf) or something along those lines.
I'm just going to throw out some more names in that too, like Pysynne, Aramel, Feyr, Elarin - these people call targets and lead us as well. And do a good job of it, too.
So, I left my bf (well, ex now) on Easter weekend. I was a complete mess, I was angry, upset, hurt, stressed and everything else that comes from a breakup and messed up relationship. I moved straight in with my parents on that weekend.
It is rather chilly. An oak sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. Looming overhead is an enormous moonhart tree, her branches reaching high into the sky.…
The area is bathed with argent light as a thrumming
power in the ground resonates from a war shrine of Lisaera nearby. A
gentle breeze whistles around you. The spi…
Smelling of burning wood and smoke, the four-legged man
here radiates a faint warmth, denoting that he is a radiant immortal.
His lower body takes the form of a stag, though patches of …
A blaze of orange light can be seen among the onyx and
charcoal clouds overhead, weaving and bobbing through the dark cover to
hover in the northwest of the forest before zipping down to land amid
dense pine trees.
Abeytu pulls some skins and a mortar and pestle from
his robe, pouring liquids of various colours in and pulling pinches of
herbs from the pouches about his sash to sprinkle in as well.
Soothing shades of blue light shimmer through the air,
cast from a healing shrine of Maylea nearby. There is no wind to speak
of, and all is completely calm. Reaching up as high as the eye can see …
The invisible barrier above the Mother Moonhart holds
strong as an enormous bolt of lightning crashes against it, the
thunderclap accompanying it shaking the trees near you.
Towering high above is the Moonhart Mother Tree,
stretching her enormous branches heavenwards. Wreathed about in vines,
an elegant altar shaped from shining silver stands here, surrounded by…
Toma Truehoof pulls a few notes from his bag and reads
through them, looking up at you before looking back down and running a
finger carefully along the neat lines of his own script. "There...the
disaster was already here, but…
Amidst the Centaur Hills. Jagged arcs of vivid
red light pierce the air, cast from a war shrine of Maylea nearby.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the
sky. There is a mode…