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"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."
So naturally, this ensues. (Warning, pun overload.)
You plant the image into the mind of Cieth:
A hoarse, gravelly grunt exudes from somewhere in the room.
Closing your eyes, you reach out with your blood bond and listen to the activities of your progeny.
You have gained the blood_monitor defence.
--> Cieth: emote 's gaze drifts around the room briefly.
You plant the image into the mind of Cieth:
A deep cough follows, and then several more. It seems to be coming...from your glaive.
--> Cieth: emote 's lips quirk into a small smile, twisting his head to look back over his shoulder to where his glaive rests.
You plant the image into the mind of Cieth:
Your glaive stirs against your shoulder, turning about as if to peer at you - though, of course, its features are unerringly blank on all sides. "Forglaive me, Sir."
--> Cieth: emote 's lips twitch and he inclines his head as best as he can given the awkward way he faces. "There is no need for apoleogies, my dear glaive. Though I shoulder the burden, it is you who cut to the heart of the matter. And I can always count upon you to be at my back."
--> Cieth: < You are quite certain you look foolish, standing here speaking to your weapon. Still, you don't mind playing along for a good cause.
You plant the image into the mind of Cieth:
"I certainly pole no punches," intones your trusty weapon.
...
--> Cieth: sayto Kallianessa (face going faintly red) Ah, something of a complicated matter to explain. My glaive, actually.
--> Cieth: say (admitting) It started the conversation, in fact
@Kallianessa tells you, "Cieth is talking to his glaive. In front of me."
You plant the image into the mind of Cieth:
Your glaive gives a final grunt of affirmation, the deep tenor somehow seeming to fit its long body. It nestles into your shoulder in support as you attempt to explain your quandary.
Bloodloch."
(Bloodloch City Council): Zsadist says, "You worry me sometimes, Keeper."
>_> When @Zsadist is worried...
You use Dhuriv Strike on an ornery frost gremlin.
Your feet moving seemingly of their own accord, you drift sideways, jerking a vicious black dhurive
upward to slash an ornery frost gremlin open.
Damage done: 392, cutting, brute
Health Gain: 78
Balance Used: 1.70 seconds
You use Dhuriv Heartbreaker on an ornery frost gremlin.
Lurching sideways in a flurry of unbalanced steps, you drunkenly jab an ornery frost gremlin with a
vicious black dhurive.
You have scored a STAGGERING CRITICAL hit!
Damage done: 1728, blunt, brute
Health Gain: 86
An ornery frost gremlin says, "I... kill youuu..!"
Balance Used: 0.80 seconds
Time to recover: 2.50 seconds
steam, "It has been quite a while, aye.
2steamy4me
"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."
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(Web): You say, "Omfg."
(Web): You say, "Dying."
(Web): @Akara says, "I suppose it's fair to say it cracked you up."
Thanks for being there to make me choke on my coffee Akara
to scoot, it was a real hoot, in the end her victory in the dispute was absolute. Also Toot is cute
more rhymes etc etc.
13. Asaraii: "Anyone disagree with letting Toot be a Sire?"
14. Ezalor: "Would it matter if I said yes?"
15. Asaraii: "Maybe a tiny bit."
16. @Ezalor: "Well I see no reason to deny Toot that route, she seems quite astute, so consider any objection moot."
17. Asaraii: "Woot?"
18. @Varel: "You're a hoot."
19. Ezalor: "Humour's where I take root, nice to see you following suit, my little Princely offshoot."
(Web): Ezalor says, "I totally opened up rhyme dictionary for Toot when I was CFing and wanted to
unload more in Ascendant channel >.>."
You take on the likeness of Aiden.
@Didi morphs and stays the same.
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Flecks of shale fling from a colossal earthen guard with each ambling motion he makes. A dark-haired vampire stands here, an array of creepy and odd-smelling flowers piled in his flower basket. An imperious hemic savant is here, leaning upon her scythe. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. Inviting closer inspection, a monument of bone displays an informative plaque. Its inside gleaming with polished copper, an ornate bowl is here. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see exits leading north, northeast, south, west, and northwest.
This bowl's interior is simple, polished copper, gleaming beneath present light. The exterior, in
turn, is a vibrant and ornate display of kiln enameling. Thin wires have been soldered onto the bowl,
acting as barriers for the pigmentation glazed within. Intricate radial motifs circle the bowl,
symbols for the constellations pairing with the seasons they gain or lose power within, while
totemic faces peer out at the cardinal points.
Juliette, a black-eyed child looks weak and feeble.
She is undead.
She weighs about 72 pound(s).
She is loyal to the City of Bloodloch.
Wait, what? I guess we're now turning even bowls into vampires.
Faerah pauses a bit, glancing over at Ingram. "I have not been about," she slowly says before she returns her attention to Zaila with a quirked eyebrow. "As I have told you... Several times... You are only a disappointment because I know that you can do better."
@Ingram steps over and wraps an arm around Zaila's shoulder. "And honeeey.. We wouldn't kill you in your crib even if we could," he whispers. With a peck against hers temple, he steps back to your side and adds, "We'd have sold you."
They should write a book on parenting.
(Web): You say, "OH YOU SON OF A ***** YOU DIDN'T."
(Web): You say, "I SWEAR TO GOD TOZ."
(Web): Toz says, "Ahaha."
(Web): You say, "If I type tattoos."
(Web): You say, "And see."
(Web): You say, "A single."
(Web): You say, "*******."
(Web): Toz says, "Wel."
(Web): Toz says, "You'll see more than 1."
You have the following tattoos:
Body: Moon
Body: Tree Uses left: 50
Body: Shield Uses left: 33
Body: Mindseye Uses left: 75
Head: Cloak Uses left: 17
Head: Firefly Uses left: 133
Torso: Boar
Torso: Mountain
Left arm: Firefly Uses left: 133
Left arm: Firefly Uses left: 133
Right arm: Firefly Uses left: 133
Right arm: Firefly Uses left: 133
Left leg: Tree Permanent
Left leg: Firefly Uses left: 133
Right leg: Book Uses left: 7
Right leg: Firefly Uses left: 133
H:6021 M:4540 E:100% W:100% B:38000 (100%) | B:0 Evening [csdb eb] Soul: 100%
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
Right Leg Balance Used: 2.79 seconds
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
Right Leg Balance Used: 2.79 seconds
Time to recover: 5.58 seconds
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
Right Leg Balance Used: 2.79 seconds
Time to recover: 8.36 seconds
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso breaks from all the damage.
You are afflicted with torso_damaged.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
Right Leg Balance Used: 2.79 seconds
Time to recover: 11.15 seconds
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
Right Leg Balance Used: 2.79 seconds
Time to recover: 13.94 seconds
You use Tekura Sidekick on you.
You pump out at yourself with a powerful side kick.
Your torso has taken 9.74% damage.
You connect to the torso!
Health Lost: 1122, blunt, brute
You have been slain by misadventure.
Little modest little tweaks to Tekura here and there.
@Falthus makes an ugly yet charming face.
Gon' fit right in, boi.
"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."
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(Tells): Viho tells you, "//xenia my bffl wtf."