Visit to the meadows and found it overflowing with:
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Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. You can see no further.
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Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. A painting of river overlooking the southern lands has been thrown on the ground here. Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. A painting of sonorous skyscape has been thrown on the ground here. Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription.
Well..someone has obviously been busy here and invested -alot- of their personal time and power...let us see where these may go to.
Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(The Carai Caroo)
In front of a large throne. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. There are 2 burly kelpie henchmen here. Jeitara stands here, her hands on her hips and her cold eyes surveying the water.
Transverse ethereal
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the ethereal plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
(south)
Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(The Inner Sea)
The icy depths of the Inner Sea. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. You see exits leading northeast, southeast, south, and up.
....wot
Transverse ethereal You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the ethereal plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(east)
Within a crystalline meadow. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal plinth, void of inscription. You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(Gourmet Ghetto) The milk vendor's stall. Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. A fresh breeze is blowing through the area. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. Eithiell Aeleris stands here, her foot atop a wooden milking stool. You see a single exit leading east.
There were also rifts to Nyalia, Itecia, grey moors and 2 to great southern highway.
Someone -obviously- needs a new hobby and some care.
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
Welp... I suspect those rifts will be gone by the end of the day, now that you've broadcasted their location.
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.
Message #70 sent by (system) (received: 2015/02/23 23:34:34) Your design #22472 of a moonfire-inscribed shofa was approved.
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.
What irony. Ventidius has been declaiming -woods for being part tree and vulnerable to fire, saying they are inferior. Now he is a shrubbery. I like the comedic value.
Please let me customize my broom, please please please please please please PLEASE.
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!"
I stay up late because I want to participate in Celest's song competition and then mid-song I disconnect and when I return I can't see anything I do using SING. I have no clue what you people saw!
It was supposed to be:
Dance, dance, leave your footsteps on the beach Dance, dance, let your spirits fly free Terror lives but we're beyond it's reach So dance, dance, won't you dance with me?
Safe in the shadows, safe in the light Safe at home yet we'd all been found Old is the craving, old is the fight Old is the danger that we bound
Dance in the Forests, dance in the waves Bring the fae and the angels too Mark the sands and mark the empty graves Mark with footsteps the dance we do!
Come will the hunger, come will the plight Come will the end we'll all yet see Yet that's not this day and not this night So dance, dance, won't you dance with me?
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!"
If you're looking to invest the 2k needed to reach the pinacle of the item, then most definitely Wonder Wand. The wings, though interesting, cannot compare.
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!"
Reinflation is usually after the promotions that cause a surplus of credits. So any promotion involving dingbats, wonder X, or credit bonuses will cause a lull, and inflation will happen during things like artifact auctions, 'do x for ninety nine days', or promotions that encourage money to go toward things that are not credits.
Also, obligatory 15k is still quite inflated, back-in-my-day credits were 2K per and we complained then, too. </shakecane>
Ten pages later in Word, I am still going on probably my greatest Serenwilde opus ever. I'm pretty excited to start showing people. But I want it to be complete first!
Her storm-coloured eyes a muted blue, Lisaera, the Silver Goddess says, "Only sorrow can come from a rotting thought, My child, just like roots that have been drowned. You are a paragon of the wisdom I would see spread throughout the Serenwilde, but even the strongest minds must find release." - A shimmering liquid appears in your inventory smelling sweetly of something carbonated. It vanishes in a puff of silver smoke seconds later. - I write things
Someone killed my quest mob, so I'm lurking in his room hoping he respawns before the quest item despawns (because that will break the quest [AGAIN] and I am not interested in waiting [ANOTHER] two weeks before it gets fixed) but I'm in a place that I could probably get ganked, so I'm just like:
To save you waiting, the mob was killed while you were bashing in the area, so it should probably respawn after all of the turn-ins respawn. So, waiting may not be the best idea, especially with people keeping an eye on you in the process (as is happening).
To save you waiting, the mob was killed while you were bashing in the area, so it should probably respawn after all of the turn-ins respawn. So, waiting may not be the best idea, especially with people keeping an eye on you in the process (as is happening).
Has anyone ever wondered if drunk dmp was just supposed to be that phenomenon where when certain people get really drunk, they think they're invincible? And the numbers were actually lying? :-S
Reading through all the old city newsposts is filling me with nostalgia and amusement. (Boy does history seem to keep repeating itself!)
I recommend it to everyone. I'm up to post #810 and it's still before I started playing, but I recognise many of the names flying around and their actions.
Jiggling jelly forms the portly form of a gummy idol of the Lord Epicurean, its sugary aroma rising in waves, filling the air here with the delightful scent of the confectionary marvel.
Slowly shifting hues of a jiggling gelatin form this portly idol, its features blank, yet oddly jovial in their emptiness. The air about the figure is filled with the divine scent of sugar and fruit, the tart aroma changing with the colour of the piece. Clinging to the gummy mass are tiny winged creatures, each formed from the same jelly, yearning for the being as they climb up its legs from the mass of intertwining limbs that forms the base. An indulgent hunger radiates from the piece as it tempts and pulls towards a distant location, this overpowering sensation causing it to thrum with a latent energy.
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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Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
You can see no further.
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Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription. A painting of river overlooking the southern lands has been thrown on
the ground here.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription. A painting of sonorous skyscape has been thrown on the ground here.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
Well..someone has obviously been busy here and invested -alot- of their personal time and power...let us see where these may go to.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy
flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(The Carai Caroo)
In front of a large throne.
Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here. There are 2 burly
kelpie henchmen here. Jeitara stands here, her hands on her hips and her cold eyes surveying the
water.
Transverse ethereal
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the ethereal plane. Pulsating energy flares
throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
(south)
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy
flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(The Inner Sea)
The icy depths of the Inner Sea.
Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, south, and up.
....wot
Transverse ethereal
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the ethereal plane. Pulsating energy flares
throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(east)
Within a crystalline meadow.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Breaking through the dimensions, a
planar rift slashes through the air here. A plaque is affixed to the top of a sparkling, crystal
plinth, void of inscription.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Transverse prime
You reach out to the planar gate and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy
flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
(Gourmet Ghetto)
The milk vendor's stall.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. A fresh breeze is blowing
through the area. Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here.
Eithiell Aeleris stands here, her foot atop a wooden milking stool.
You see a single exit leading east.
There were also rifts to Nyalia, Itecia, grey moors and 2 to great southern highway.
Someone -obviously- needs a new hobby and some care.
Your design #22472 of a moonfire-inscribed shofa was approved.
Ellowyn blinks.
Esca blinks.
You blink.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
It was supposed to be:
Dance, dance, leave your footsteps on the beach
Dance, dance, let your spirits fly free
Terror lives but we're beyond it's reach
So dance, dance, won't you dance with me?
Safe in the shadows, safe in the light
Safe at home yet we'd all been found
Old is the craving, old is the fight
Old is the danger that we bound
Dance in the Forests, dance in the waves
Bring the fae and the angels too
Mark the sands and mark the empty graves
Mark with footsteps the dance we do!
Come will the hunger, come will the plight
Come will the end we'll all yet see
Yet that's not this day and not this night
So dance, dance, won't you dance with me?
(based off of the folk song Shake the Sheets)
If you're looking to invest the 2k needed to reach the pinacle of the item, then most definitely Wonder Wand. The wings, though interesting, cannot compare.
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A shimmering liquid appears in your inventory smelling sweetly of something carbonated. It vanishes in a puff of silver smoke seconds later.
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I write things
SUBMIT BEFORE OUR MIGHT
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."
1) You are an angel bless you I am so impatient.
2)
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
I recommend it to everyone. I'm up to post #810 and it's still before I started playing, but I recognise many of the names flying around and their actions.
Jiggling jelly forms the portly form of a gummy idol of the Lord Epicurean, its sugary aroma rising in waves, filling the air here with the delightful scent of the confectionary marvel.
Slowly shifting hues of a jiggling gelatin form this portly idol, its features blank, yet oddly
jovial in their emptiness. The air about the figure is filled with the divine scent of sugar and
fruit, the tart aroma changing with the colour of the piece. Clinging to the gummy mass are tiny
winged creatures, each formed from the same jelly, yearning for the being as they climb up its legs
from the mass of intertwining limbs that forms the base. An indulgent hunger radiates from the piece
as it tempts and pulls towards a distant location, this overpowering sensation causing it to thrum
with a latent energy.