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Move forward onto today:
Ivoln says, "Mm. I shall stick to destruction. Do not think that I've forgotten about your.. eventual trip into the volcano."
(Tells): You tell Ivoln, "Are you sure you'll be able to? I did dodge Dodger after all, perhaps I'll find some way to dodge that trip too."
(Tells): The Divine voice of Ivoln echoes in your head, "Oh Rhyot, you aren't so lucky as to avoid certain death twice in a row."
(Tells): You tell Ivoln, "Perhaps... perhaps not. I was just as impressed that I avoided your pet, maybe such keen reflexes would assist me once more."
Imma get that yeet. And everyone is waiting for it too.
Made from wood, this chair is a very simple construction. Four sturdy legs hold up the seat, which
has been sanded and provided with a depression for added comfort. The backrest is made of one solid
piece of wood and leans slightly backwards.
It has 357 weeks of usefulness left.
It weighs about 9 pound(s).
+ Ser Bulrok -------------------------------------------------------------+
| Strength : 21(+6)
??????
of this idea was: 'Please implement an Abhorash iterator that lEtS uS sPeAk LiKe ThIs. ThAnK yOu.'.
You say, "Avoiding mistletoe, Father. You know how women can be."
Flatly, Ivoln says to you, "Not quite."
You use Fishing Catch.
Added a great white shark to your bucket!
At 84000 kg, this falls below your heaviest catch of a great white shark at this hole by 149 kg, 90 g.
Experience Gained: 2276 (Quest) [total: 1019130]
Hrmm...
intentionally designed character with pathos and it's a joy to RP with him. I'm
really tired so this esteem is a bit less verbose than I'd like but you're
literally one of the best RPers in the game.
An agonized scream startles all into a brief hushed silence as Aramaeus finally
transcends the mortal body, assuming the hollow form of a Tekal.
brother before they spoil."
The rowdy notes of a drinking song, faint at first, then rising to the undisputed intensity of a
Dwarf On A Mission, herald the arrival of Ironbeard the Magnanimous who casts his beam of a smile
about himself as he arrives.
Bowing deeply, and a bit unstably, Ironbeard the Magnanimous pronounces his blessing, "A gift for
Bulrok. Oh yes!"
Ironbeard the Magnanimous just gave you a giftbag!
With a sly wink and a wide grin, Ironbeard the Magnanimous takes the holiday platter right out of
your hands, exclaiming, "I'll take this for the road!"
(Web): You say, "."
(Web): Feichin says, "Really."
(Web): You say, "Really."
You shout, "Thanks!"
You use Deathlore Reave (end) on Aramaeus.
As a bardiche connects with Aramaeus, the thick blue sheen coating the weapon erupts in a blinding burst of light that momentarily blots out all vision. It is restored only to see the weapon pass directly through him, and although it leaves no physical trace, the effect on Aramaeus is staggering. His body instantaneously crumples to the ground, a hollow shell of what once was, an intangible white mass with undefined edges gently pulsing on the end of your weapon. Separated from its body, the soul stays intact only a moment longer before it begins to bubble and seethe like white-hot lava, then abruptly bursting and blinking out of existence.
You have slain Aramaeus.
Experience Gained: 91575 (Player Kill) [total: 31384450]
Sequa the procurator inclines her head politely to you.
Sequa the procurator says, "Lovely to see you again, Tetchta. As always, I'm happy to help you however I can while you're here."
(Web): Alela says, "Oh, I gotta AFK for idlebeard again... why's Tet killing Aramaeus."
(Web): Almol says, "Booli."
(Web): You say, "RP."
(Web): Bulrok says, "Ur rp'd him real fking gud."
ensnare you. As it slithers across your flesh, a flash of goosebumps follow in its wake, and yet a
compulsive need grips your mind at the same time, with a chilling, feminine snarl that proclaims,
"Mine." The jade haze seems uninclined to let go of you, instead remaining firmly in place for the
moment.
Rijetta clears her throat, keeping her gaze on Safiya and definitely not stealing glances at you and
his hand-holding adventure.
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Idk maybe it's not that funny but Rij's emote fking killed me.
people Sav."
(Web): Savas says, "Is it the fact that you're obligated to yell fuck yeah at your monitor every
time you score a successful vivi?"
(Web): Fezzix says, "Good thing it doesn't happen often enough for your children to start repeating
it."
(Tells): The Divine voice of Someone powerful echoes in your head, "AHEM."
(Tells): In Fae, you tell Lin, "Remember how many of those mesh leotards I would go through a week?"
Didi Lionheart's voice resonates across the land, "Rip n tear."
You tell Damonicus, "A simple bandana of old green cloth."
You tell Damonicus, "Wow. That is poetic."
In a deep, gravelly voice, Damonicus imparts to you, "You know, I think we should do this forever."
You tell Damonicus, "We really do feel soulbound by this point. Why do you have to be undead."
tiger, a hulking, armoured boar, and a doe-eyed reindeer come stampeding through the area, crashing
through anything barring their way.
Mileta uses Vocalizing Wailing (end).
Mileta's wailing roars die down in her throat.
Mileta uses Vocalizing Screeching (end).
Mileta's vacuous roars die down in her throat.
Mileta uses Vocalizing Enfeebling (end).
Mileta's amplifying roars die down in her throat.
You have slain Mileta.
A diabolic laugh splits the air as a demonic hand reaches forth and grasps the remains of Mileta,
taking her from the living world.
Mileta uses Manipulation Backlash (proc) on you.
As Mileta falls, a burst of crackling energy explodes from her corpse, hurling itself upon you in a
massed, dagger-like maelstrom.
Mana Lost: 223, drained
Health Lost: 668, magic, none
Mileta drops an euphoriant pill.
As Mileta falls to the ground, you extend a hand outward and grasp the tendrils of latent ylem that
wreathe her shattered form even in death. Drawing the ylem inward to your very being, you feel
yourself bolstered with its power.
Sorry. Pets got too wild.
...the heck I DID?!
(they've been trying to move a big boulder blocking off part of Tecpatl's Cradle)
[21:40] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Chaos Eater.
[21:40] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Have you had any more thoughts on the boulder?
[21:40] [Chromatic Court] You: I believe that the boulder will be moved, when
it can be moved.
[21:40] [Chromatic Court] You: Would it make things any easier if I claimed
that I knew what was behind it?
[21:41] [Chromatic Court] Iesid: Is it boring? Can it mold?
[21:41] [Chromatic Court] Iesid: Don't tell me!!
[21:41] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: If you could describe it in detail. Otherwise,
I may end up greased and shoved through a hole big enough for a fae.
[21:42] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: And then I am trapped there until we figure
out how to move it.
[21:42] [Chromatic Court] You: I'm sorry, do you mean to say that Iesid... what,
lubed you and somehow wedged you in under that thing?
[21:42] [Chromatic Court] Iesid: N-no... but I was going to try..
[21:45] [Chromatic Court] Iesid: The Liberator, I shall not be so kind with!
Are you a coconut or butter sort?
[21:45] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: I do not know how to answer this question.
[21:45] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Or know if I want to answer this question.
[21:45] [Chromatic Court] You: Don't say butter. It -will- itch.
[21:46] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Would that just make me seem seasoned to
anything that could potentially want to eat me on the other side too?
[21:47] [Chromatic Court] You: There's an old children's tale from El'jazira. A
boy wants to rescue his goat from beneath the winemonger's hut, so he gets his
hands on a very large snakeskin, pulls it over him like one of those slutty
Spirean dresses, and dives down into the crawlspace as hard as he can.
[21:48] [Chromatic Court] You: I -love- those dresses. Anyway, he gets in and
is able to push his goat out. The winemonger, hearing all the commotion, is
waiting for him when it's time for him to try to squeeze out. He staves the
boy's head in with an iron rod.
[21:49] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: I...uhm...
[21:49] [Chromatic Court] You: I didn't remember how it ended until I was
already halfway through telling it. I guess it's not so encouraging.
[21:51] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: I'm not very fond of iron rods in my head...
no, and we did just look at shrunken heads.
[21:51] [Chromatic Court] Iesid: Alright, so we need to get Kalena a helmet.
Noted.
[21:53] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: To quote my husband, I am the smallest thing
he knows outside of Doggles... and we must sacrifice for that which we love. I
guess he is in agreement that I am going through this hole.
[21:53] [Chromatic Court] You: This is such a stupid idea.
[21:54] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Does that mean you're not going to help,
Chaos Eater?
[21:55] [Chromatic Court] You: I do not force my will on dreamstuff. The
oneiric sea more easily parts around someone who will meet its pace.
[21:56] [Chromatic Court] You: And besides... I've, ah. Done some cooking for
my wife.
[21:56] [Chromatic Court] Kalena: Did it involve grease?
[21:56] [Chromatic Court] You: That's between she and I.
Elene:
(Web): Iadra says, "Is that the one where you travel to another country and do it in bunch of natives?
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shadow-laden grey eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vibrating black eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vicious crimson eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shimmering azure eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vibrating black eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vibrating black eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shadow-laden grey eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vicious crimson eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shadow-laden grey eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a stalwart iron eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shimmering azure eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a pulsating amber eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a crudely-formed silver eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vicious crimson eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vibrating black eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a pulsating amber eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shimmering azure eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shadow-laden grey eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a sinuous eld of rust.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shimmering azure eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a vibrating black eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a shimmering azure eld.
Globules of lava from a nearby magma eld burn away the shackles binding a whirling violet eld.
Aetolia: This help file cannot be edited via HELPEDIT. Please submit a TYPO.
me: ... kay goes to file TYPO
Aetolia: Are you submitting a BUG or TYPO about a helpfile? See HELP HELPEDIT.
aetolia... pls...
(Web): Abhorash says, "Nerds."
(Web): Abhorash has left your web.
Alela's Affirmations
If in doubt, please refer to the Forum Rules! If in more doubt, please reach out to a moderator.
Act as you would wish to be treated.
"It costs you nothing to assume that we are acting in good faith."
On the other hand, I put more work into getting the information to correct this help file than I normally have to, and I want my credit milestones because I'm a greedy little bug. >:T
(Web): Abhorash says, "Nerds."
(Web): Abhorash has left your web.
Alela's Affirmations
You slip an elegant pair of trousers over your legs and hips, buttoning them
tight.
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Congratulations! You have completed the Modesty > Pride task!
[LEVEL UP]: You have reached the illustrious level of Innocuous. You have gained
+40 max health, +40 max mana and 5 lessons.
You have received 5 Bound Credits! Type HELP CREDITS for more info.
You need to invest approximately 0 more lessons to obtain a new ability.
[Milestones]: You have completed credit milestone #25: Reach a new highest
level!
Experience Gained: 1705 (Special) [total: 720]
You have gained 1000 experience!
I am DYING right now trying not to laugh on my lunch break at work. Levelling up from wearing pants is the best. I don't think I'll ever top that.
Tell me how I'm doing!
Alela cackles at Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain, but says nothing further, allowing you the spotlight.
Despite his stalwart words, Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain flinches back at the strike - not quite quick enough, as he is promptly cut off at the knees, upper half falling to the ground. Words escape him as he lands with a wet squelch, gasping in pain.
Rhyot walks up to Tybereus and places a hand on his shoulder. "Easy. The Thronekeeper is learning how to torture and intimidate someone."
Tirria just thought:
Interesting, bleed Horace yes bleed.
Ayukazi casts a glance towards Rhyot, saying nothing as she watches with mild disinterest.
Alela listens and watches, saving her barbs for later.
You have emoted: There is no more patience allowed for Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain, and Elene shifts quickly upon her feet. As blood begins to pool swiftly beneath the legless man, she gathers a Carnifex's skewering bardiche back, before stabbing the Jaziran directly into the neck, skewering it through and through. As he dies gurgling, she says, "There is nothing to rise from, when there is nothing left. A pity. The fate of El'Jazira is to vanish into the sands, like it never existed."
Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain says, "Sand just blew all over our village, years and years ago. I generally stay in with my "lemonade!""
Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain winks knowingly at you.
Never to drink lemonade again, Horace Burry, the Janissary Captain expires gruesomely.
I laughed. No more lemonade, Horace!