That was the smoothest Ascension yet. Here's to another next year!
Is that what you call it?
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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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
We had Gloomtide up to counter any traps almost immediately, but yeah, I can certainly agree with having plans B through to Z not be used, after spending so much time on them.
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!
Being raised as VA, my family being declared Historical, finishing Kingmaker, and Hallifax getting an executioner (who is also part of my historical family!!!!) big day for Hallifax, massive raves for our awesome patrons
I never thought I'd ever get a shot at TA, but turns out all the pieces fell into place for me this year.
Thanks to everyone who helped
Vathael, Akyaevin, Lothringen, Silvanus, Marcella, Llandros, Daevos and any other Mags that I missed with the Limbotrap and helping cause general havoc
Shuyin, Viynain, Morshoth, Eritheyl, Chade, Alary, and any other Gaudi's I missed that helped with causing mayhem and distress to our competition on the sphere
To Vadi, Svorai, Malarious, Celina, Morkarion, Calesta, Elanorwen, Aurik, Aslen, Kalia, Skeara, Snya and all you Gloms I may have missed that camped and helped pick off people as they seperated and kept them a general wreck
Nihta, Thul, Lerad, Crek, Kalaneya and I can stick Llandros here too - Thanks for the sticking with the boring GP spamming, barrier, curing my insane self and kethbits
Tacita - for babysitting and listening to my constant nagging to check for hounds/bonds etc.
And everyone else who was a rather good sport, Thank you for the congrats, I couldn't have done it without my team behind me. Thanks!
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.
Afflictions, not insanity, because i was too insane to do it myself, several sacrifices
Not sure if I forgot to congratulate or not... I still say we need a female TA and some fresh blood, but... congratulations... and better luck to me next year.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Late rave for Serenwilde. There was so much green on my highlighter yesterday during the revolts. Everyone did an impressive job of sticking together after we got separated, and they followed combat instructions like pros. I was so proud of everyone!
The following is a list of all curios presently accessible to mortal kind.
The rave is that I am done grinding curios (for myself); now it's just helping others!
Curious Collection. Poised to strike, an avaricious asp clutches a gold sovereign with its coiled body. Emitting a gentle, ticking hum, a crystalline moon slowly spins along its axis. Resting upon its rows of spines, a murex seashell beacon lies here. A puzzleform sun rests here, its pieces shifting around to form itself anew. A whiplike emerald cobra is coiled here, a viridescent glimmer evinced by the available light. Refusing to melt, a snowflake made of ice persists here. A cast iron butterknife lies here, gleaming with subtle gold inlay. Glistening with radiant colour, a carnelian tulip of blushing ruby lies abandoned here. Gleaming with an aura of gentility, a silver spoon has been tragically abandoned here. A glaring eyeball floats here, staring ominously and unblinking at its surroundings. A stained-glass butterfly casts shards of multicoloured light upon the ground. A glittering, gem-wrought dragonfly of virid gems lies here, gleaming softly. Awaiting some grander use, wooden tongs have been placed upon the ground. A tin tinker stands here in miniature, hunchbacked and bearing minute metal implements. A brass sprocket lies here, teeth glinting. Carved from jointed sticks of ash, a dracnari driver curio lies here. A wooden wakabi toy lies here, legs loose. Electricity crackles in flowing arcs around this crystal-hewn lightning bolt. Glittering with pale beauty, an orchid of gems and precious metals has been left behind. The bronze figurine of a tailor has been left here, tongue sticking out in concentration. A menacing leather flog lies here in a tangle of rustic lashes. Crafted from fine silks and decorated with deep, rich gems, a regal silk spider rests here. A copper-tinged boa constrictor rests here, coiled upon itself. A square inkwell of bubbled green glass lies here, filled to the brim with dark ink. A muddy brown stalk lies here, topped by an enchanting lily of the loam, crafted entirely of jewels. A burnished bronze feather lies here shimmering on the ground. An eerie floating nose swirls around the room attempting to huff in the scent of everything in sight. Tongues of heatless fire whisper at the end of this rune-inscribed torch. Alighted gently on the ground, a shimmering silver feather lies here. A rustic carriage curio rests here on four tiny wheels. Flawless gems and polished gold have been moulded into the form of a rose that lies here. Interlocking pieces of jade form the shape of this luna moth, poised as though ready to flit away from its perch. Gleaming with gems, a pearlescent swan lies here upon the ground. Rays of golden light flickering across its plumes, a delicate feather has alighted here. A golden clockwork pendulum lies here, seemingly broken from some larger whole. A sprig of coltsfoot daintily clasped in its painted beak, a delicate porcelain dove has been placed here. A squashy, stuffed wakabi lies here, button eyes gazing vapidly at its surroundings. Gently seated upon the ground, a dainty dining fork lies here. Cast aside, a crystalline femur lies awaiting its long-deceased owner. An electrified steel wrench has been cast aside, jags of power arcing erratically across its surface. A splintered star of wood and gems lies here, shimmering in the ambient light. The tiny wooden replica of a pile of luggage rests here. An iron spy figurine rests here, dropped into a wary crouch. Carelessly abandoned on the ground, a tidy little notepad sits here, pages splayed open. A gentle buzzing sound emits from this intricate gold and obsidian bumblebee. A rotund, stuffed piglet lies here, rolled onto its side. Curled in a shimmering ribbon of light and colour, a bright rainbow stretches here. Gleaming with patterns of inlaid grasslands, a bronze-etched saw lies here. Shimmering with an icy lambency, a platinum white feather lies here upon the ground. Decorated with an elaborate mosaic of ceramic tiles, the form of a regal parrot stands here. Hourglass glistening upon its exposed stomach, a small black spider hangs here from a single glistening thread of silk. A gleaming cog of steel lies here, glinting ominously with occult patterns. A pair of gleaming steel handcuffs lies here, touched in places with flaking, dried blood. Shaking its rattle ominously, a rapacious rattlesnake stares at everything with the threat to bite. A silver penknife lies here, malachite handle gleaming with a polished sheen. A silver ratchet lies here, oil streaking its handle. As still as death, a disembodied ear floats here as though listening with utmost care to the world passing around it. A stuffed donkey has been cast aside, frowning to itself as it lies on its side. A stained glass peacock curio is perched here, feathers frozen in a glittering fan. A burnished silver candelabra lies on its side, extinguished. A translucent crimson rib lies here as though awaiting its previous owner. Wooden handle smoothed by years of consistent use, a screwdriver awaits patiently for its owner. Glistening with oil, a gear lies ready for use. A glittering trail of crystalline stardust lies scattered behind the centre of a comet lying here. Tossed helter-skelter upon the ground, a brass knuckle bone lies abandoned. A disembodied, thin-lipped mouth floats here, babbling nonsense phrases. Positioned in a cute bow, a ceramic fawn stands on nimble, long legs. Oiled and gleaming, an assembled, copper igasho leans against his axe. Floating a few feet above the ground, a small, delicate glass angel spins languidly around in graceful circles. A miniature ivory skeleton dances about here to the rhythm of his own clinking bones. A miniature candy mountain rises from the ground here, rock candy crystal formations glittering on its surface. Coiled upon the ground is a miniature ruby dragon, tongues of fire washing over his form. Cracked and weathered, an onyx gargoyle sits here, looking forlorn. The glittering boughs of a crystal tree refract and reflect all available light in brilliant, prismatic colours. Bobbing here pleasantly, a crystal sphere hums with energy as it floats upon an invisible cushion of air. A delicate, enamelled teapot sits here, hiccuping occasionally as steam curls from her spout. A ceramic death watch beetle skitters about, uttering a series of dire clicks as the colours upon her shell shift and flow. A glimmering miniature of a snow phoenix rests upon the ground, wings unfurled majestically. An alabaster fountain curio rests here amidst a spray of multi-hued energies. Rising in an imposing mass of black iron, an iron cross stands here, radiating a miasma of dread and pain. Glittering with myriad gemstones, a jewelled turtle hides here in his exquisite shell. A cuddly, brown-furred teddy bear sits here complacently, button eyes gazing upward. Tiny paws clutching his tummy, a pudgy, stuffed panda bear sits here. An aquamarine shark floats here upon the air. Flickering and twisting wildly, the Guttering Flame of Damnation burns here. An austere clock tower rises from the floor, ticking with unerring regularity. Tentacles trailing in brilliant tails, a sequined squid curio lies here. Daintily curled up in a ball, a glass kitten watches the world around her through a pair of large emerald eyes. A plump, stuffed teddy bear sits here, head canted at an angle as his button eyes gaze brightly ahead. A lacquered puzzle box has been left here, its glossy wood in danger of being soiled. A rubber duck rests here flat upon the ground, squeaking occasionally. A wooden soldier stands at the ready, his tiny bow nocked with a lone arrow. Shimmering an exotic hue, a feathery quill lies here. A ceramic puppy stands here at alert. An antiqued, gilt-framed looking glass hangs here upon thin air, its surface brightly reflecting its surroundings. A mischievous sock monkey capers about here, squeaking impishly. A mask bearing the likeness of a bright-eyed maiden lies here. A mask of a playful jester lies here, its features plastered with a massive grin. A curious harlequin mask lies here, its expression inconstant. A solstice dragon mask has been tossed to the ground here. A pristine dove mask lies here, pale and resplendent. An enchanting butterfly mask lies here, painted in warm tones of blues and yellows. A mask of a mischievous imp lies here, a disconcerting grin on its face. A mask of a regal chicken has been discarded here. Its features set in a permanent grin, a chubby cherub mask lies here. An aquatic kelpie mask lies here, its leafy features staring out at the world. A mask of a bawling squonk lies here. Painted in dark tones of brown and deep purple, an alluring moth mask lies here. A mask of a featureless marionette lies here. A stylised eye crafted of precious jewels lies here, gazing out unblinkingly. A bit of wooden shaft still attached, a spearhead lies here, coated in a thin layer of frost. A leering tarantula with ruby eyes lies here. A diamond skull lies here in the dust, grinning with unsettling intensity. A leopard lurks in the shadows, curiously watching anything that moves. A porcelain mask lies here, offering up the bright and beauteous features of a swan. A bright bow of pink lace tops a scarlet, heart-shaped box that lies here. Shining with a dazzling incandescence, the Holy Helm of Avechna rotates here upon currents of power. A heavy sable blindfold lies here, folded upon itself. Its expression one of duty, a mask of a fae knight lies here. Rotating slowly in the air, the Incandescent Bracers of Vernal Might glow here. Quivering as if barely contained, the Pearl Sandals of Vernal Haste drift here, upon currents of power. Surrounded by a coiling chain of gemstone links, an iced medal of the Guardians lies here. Glittering richly, a jewelled stalker's skull lies here, polished and adorned. Airy and light, a sparkling white cloud floats here. The Corrupted Staff of the Soulless drifts through the air here, leaking clots of grease and noxious smoke. Twisting with an aura of multihued energy, the Chromatic Rod of the Avenger drifts upon the air here, crackling with energy. Warm to the touch, a bewitching lantern whispers with a flickering, violet flame. Glistening with haunting silver, a spiderweb lies here shimmering on the ground. Gleaming brightly, an open rust-touched straight razor lies dangerously on the ground. A frosted basket filled with cloudberries drifts here, aloft upon a soft mist. The Oozing Diamond of Disease hovers here, bubbling contagion leeching across the ground in its immediate vicinity. The Toxic Spine of the Bloodless juts upward from the ground, acrid venom dripping, sizzling, from its point. Grinning mockingly, an ice devil's skull lies here. A pool of snowy white cloth lies here, marking where a veil has been abandoned. A translucent snow phoenix plume lies here, the light passing through it to turn an ice blue. You see a single exit leading west.
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.
I was considering writing a description for the room, but I feel like it would kind of get drowned out... and the curios do sort of speak for themselves.
Some of them floating, some of them playing around on the ground, some of them leaking smoke or various other auras; this is one seriously crazy-filled room.
The following is a list of all curios presently accessible to mortal kind.
The rave is that I am done grinding curios (for myself); now it's just helping others!
Curious Collection. Poised to strike, an avaricious asp clutches a gold sovereign with its coiled body. Emitting a gentle, ticking hum, a crystalline moon slowly spins along its axis. Resting upon its rows of spines, a murex seashell beacon lies here. A puzzleform sun rests here, its pieces shifting around to form itself anew. A whiplike emerald cobra is coiled here, a viridescent glimmer evinced by the available light. Refusing to melt, a snowflake made of ice persists here. A cast iron butterknife lies here, gleaming with subtle gold inlay. Glistening with radiant colour, a carnelian tulip of blushing ruby lies abandoned here. Gleaming with an aura of gentility, a silver spoon has been tragically abandoned here. A glaring eyeball floats here, staring ominously and unblinking at its surroundings. A stained-glass butterfly casts shards of multicoloured light upon the ground. A glittering, gem-wrought dragonfly of virid gems lies here, gleaming softly. Awaiting some grander use, wooden tongs have been placed upon the ground. A tin tinker stands here in miniature, hunchbacked and bearing minute metal implements. A brass sprocket lies here, teeth glinting. Carved from jointed sticks of ash, a dracnari driver curio lies here. A wooden wakabi toy lies here, legs loose. Electricity crackles in flowing arcs around this crystal-hewn lightning bolt. Glittering with pale beauty, an orchid of gems and precious metals has been left behind. The bronze figurine of a tailor has been left here, tongue sticking out in concentration. A menacing leather flog lies here in a tangle of rustic lashes. Crafted from fine silks and decorated with deep, rich gems, a regal silk spider rests here. A copper-tinged boa constrictor rests here, coiled upon itself. A square inkwell of bubbled green glass lies here, filled to the brim with dark ink. A muddy brown stalk lies here, topped by an enchanting lily of the loam, crafted entirely of jewels. A burnished bronze feather lies here shimmering on the ground. An eerie floating nose swirls around the room attempting to huff in the scent of everything in sight. Tongues of heatless fire whisper at the end of this rune-inscribed torch. Alighted gently on the ground, a shimmering silver feather lies here. A rustic carriage curio rests here on four tiny wheels. Flawless gems and polished gold have been moulded into the form of a rose that lies here. Interlocking pieces of jade form the shape of this luna moth, poised as though ready to flit away from its perch. Gleaming with gems, a pearlescent swan lies here upon the ground. Rays of golden light flickering across its plumes, a delicate feather has alighted here. A golden clockwork pendulum lies here, seemingly broken from some larger whole. A sprig of coltsfoot daintily clasped in its painted beak, a delicate porcelain dove has been placed here. A squashy, stuffed wakabi lies here, button eyes gazing vapidly at its surroundings. Gently seated upon the ground, a dainty dining fork lies here. Cast aside, a crystalline femur lies awaiting its long-deceased owner. An electrified steel wrench has been cast aside, jags of power arcing erratically across its surface. A splintered star of wood and gems lies here, shimmering in the ambient light. The tiny wooden replica of a pile of luggage rests here. An iron spy figurine rests here, dropped into a wary crouch. Carelessly abandoned on the ground, a tidy little notepad sits here, pages splayed open. A gentle buzzing sound emits from this intricate gold and obsidian bumblebee. A rotund, stuffed piglet lies here, rolled onto its side. Curled in a shimmering ribbon of light and colour, a bright rainbow stretches here. Gleaming with patterns of inlaid grasslands, a bronze-etched saw lies here. Shimmering with an icy lambency, a platinum white feather lies here upon the ground. Decorated with an elaborate mosaic of ceramic tiles, the form of a regal parrot stands here. Hourglass glistening upon its exposed stomach, a small black spider hangs here from a single glistening thread of silk. A gleaming cog of steel lies here, glinting ominously with occult patterns. A pair of gleaming steel handcuffs lies here, touched in places with flaking, dried blood. Shaking its rattle ominously, a rapacious rattlesnake stares at everything with the threat to bite. A silver penknife lies here, malachite handle gleaming with a polished sheen. A silver ratchet lies here, oil streaking its handle. As still as death, a disembodied ear floats here as though listening with utmost care to the world passing around it. A stuffed donkey has been cast aside, frowning to itself as it lies on its side. A stained glass peacock curio is perched here, feathers frozen in a glittering fan. A burnished silver candelabra lies on its side, extinguished. A translucent crimson rib lies here as though awaiting its previous owner. Wooden handle smoothed by years of consistent use, a screwdriver awaits patiently for its owner. Glistening with oil, a gear lies ready for use. A glittering trail of crystalline stardust lies scattered behind the centre of a comet lying here. Tossed helter-skelter upon the ground, a brass knuckle bone lies abandoned. A disembodied, thin-lipped mouth floats here, babbling nonsense phrases. Positioned in a cute bow, a ceramic fawn stands on nimble, long legs. Oiled and gleaming, an assembled, copper igasho leans against his axe. Floating a few feet above the ground, a small, delicate glass angel spins languidly around in graceful circles. A miniature ivory skeleton dances about here to the rhythm of his own clinking bones. A miniature candy mountain rises from the ground here, rock candy crystal formations glittering on its surface. Coiled upon the ground is a miniature ruby dragon, tongues of fire washing over his form. Cracked and weathered, an onyx gargoyle sits here, looking forlorn. The glittering boughs of a crystal tree refract and reflect all available light in brilliant, prismatic colours. Bobbing here pleasantly, a crystal sphere hums with energy as it floats upon an invisible cushion of air. A delicate, enamelled teapot sits here, hiccuping occasionally as steam curls from her spout. A ceramic death watch beetle skitters about, uttering a series of dire clicks as the colours upon her shell shift and flow. A glimmering miniature of a snow phoenix rests upon the ground, wings unfurled majestically. An alabaster fountain curio rests here amidst a spray of multi-hued energies. Rising in an imposing mass of black iron, an iron cross stands here, radiating a miasma of dread and pain. Glittering with myriad gemstones, a jewelled turtle hides here in his exquisite shell. A cuddly, brown-furred teddy bear sits here complacently, button eyes gazing upward. Tiny paws clutching his tummy, a pudgy, stuffed panda bear sits here. An aquamarine shark floats here upon the air. Flickering and twisting wildly, the Guttering Flame of Damnation burns here. An austere clock tower rises from the floor, ticking with unerring regularity. Tentacles trailing in brilliant tails, a sequined squid curio lies here. Daintily curled up in a ball, a glass kitten watches the world around her through a pair of large emerald eyes. A plump, stuffed teddy bear sits here, head canted at an angle as his button eyes gaze brightly ahead. A lacquered puzzle box has been left here, its glossy wood in danger of being soiled. A rubber duck rests here flat upon the ground, squeaking occasionally. A wooden soldier stands at the ready, his tiny bow nocked with a lone arrow. Shimmering an exotic hue, a feathery quill lies here. A ceramic puppy stands here at alert. An antiqued, gilt-framed looking glass hangs here upon thin air, its surface brightly reflecting its surroundings. A mischievous sock monkey capers about here, squeaking impishly. A mask bearing the likeness of a bright-eyed maiden lies here. A mask of a playful jester lies here, its features plastered with a massive grin. A curious harlequin mask lies here, its expression inconstant. A solstice dragon mask has been tossed to the ground here. A pristine dove mask lies here, pale and resplendent. An enchanting butterfly mask lies here, painted in warm tones of blues and yellows. A mask of a mischievous imp lies here, a disconcerting grin on its face. A mask of a regal chicken has been discarded here. Its features set in a permanent grin, a chubby cherub mask lies here. An aquatic kelpie mask lies here, its leafy features staring out at the world. A mask of a bawling squonk lies here. Painted in dark tones of brown and deep purple, an alluring moth mask lies here. A mask of a featureless marionette lies here. A stylised eye crafted of precious jewels lies here, gazing out unblinkingly. A bit of wooden shaft still attached, a spearhead lies here, coated in a thin layer of frost. A leering tarantula with ruby eyes lies here. A diamond skull lies here in the dust, grinning with unsettling intensity. A leopard lurks in the shadows, curiously watching anything that moves. A porcelain mask lies here, offering up the bright and beauteous features of a swan. A bright bow of pink lace tops a scarlet, heart-shaped box that lies here. Shining with a dazzling incandescence, the Holy Helm of Avechna rotates here upon currents of power. A heavy sable blindfold lies here, folded upon itself. Its expression one of duty, a mask of a fae knight lies here. Rotating slowly in the air, the Incandescent Bracers of Vernal Might glow here. Quivering as if barely contained, the Pearl Sandals of Vernal Haste drift here, upon currents of power. Surrounded by a coiling chain of gemstone links, an iced medal of the Guardians lies here. Glittering richly, a jewelled stalker's skull lies here, polished and adorned. Airy and light, a sparkling white cloud floats here. The Corrupted Staff of the Soulless drifts through the air here, leaking clots of grease and noxious smoke. Twisting with an aura of multihued energy, the Chromatic Rod of the Avenger drifts upon the air here, crackling with energy. Warm to the touch, a bewitching lantern whispers with a flickering, violet flame. Glistening with haunting silver, a spiderweb lies here shimmering on the ground. Gleaming brightly, an open rust-touched straight razor lies dangerously on the ground. A frosted basket filled with cloudberries drifts here, aloft upon a soft mist. The Oozing Diamond of Disease hovers here, bubbling contagion leeching across the ground in its immediate vicinity. The Toxic Spine of the Bloodless juts upward from the ground, acrid venom dripping, sizzling, from its point. Grinning mockingly, an ice devil's skull lies here. A pool of snowy white cloth lies here, marking where a veil has been abandoned. A translucent snow phoenix plume lies here, the light passing through it to turn an ice blue. You see a single exit leading west.
I have the perfect backdrop for your room.
Gotta Catch 'em All?
2014/04/19 01:38:01 - Leolamins drained 2000000 power to raise Silvanus as a Vernal Ascendant.
2014/07/23 05:01:29 - Silvanus drained 2000000 power to raise Munsia as a Vernal Ascendant.
2015/05/24 06:03:07 - Silvanus drained 2000000 power to raise Arimisia as a Vernal Ascendant.
2015/05/24 06:03:58 - Silvanus drained 2000000 power to raise Lavinya as a Vernal Ascendant.
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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NARF!
2010:
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Seal Bearer Score
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Chaos : Ruiku 86
War : Ceren 3598
Justice : Zallafar 3
Nature : Rika 0
Knowledge : Nott 0
Beauty : Kharaen 0
Life : Talan 2763
Death : Sidd 29
Harmony : Krellan 44
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2011:
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Seal Bearer Score
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Chaos : Esano 3598
War : Lothringen 29
Justice : Veyrzhul 226
Nature : Rika 2
Knowledge : Solanis 427
Beauty : Irillia 0
Life : Xenthos 2150
Death : Krellan 107
Harmony : Talan 111
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2012:
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Seal Bearer Score
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Chaos : Kelly 1547
War : Ixion 2913
Justice : Morbo 0
Nature : Xenthos 3598
Knowledge : Solanis 556
Beauty : Maellio 0
Life : Vadi 454
Death : Inagin 0
Harmony : Tacita 87
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2013:
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Seal Bearer Score
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Chaos : Elanorwen 0
War : Sidd 3598
Justice : Morbo 0
Nature : Svorai 0
Knowledge : Ushaara 0
Beauty : Zyphora 0
Life : Celina 0
Death : Kelly 0
Harmony : Kregarn 0
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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!
Congrats Sidd.
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!
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
The rave is that I am done grinding curios (for myself); now it's just helping others!
Curious Collection.
Poised to strike, an avaricious asp clutches a gold sovereign with its coiled body. Emitting a gentle, ticking hum, a crystalline moon slowly spins along its axis. Resting upon its rows of spines, a murex seashell beacon lies here. A puzzleform sun rests here, its pieces shifting around to form itself anew. A whiplike emerald cobra is coiled here, a viridescent glimmer evinced by the available light. Refusing to melt, a snowflake made of ice persists here. A cast iron butterknife lies here, gleaming with subtle gold inlay. Glistening with radiant colour, a carnelian tulip of blushing ruby lies abandoned here. Gleaming with an aura of gentility, a silver spoon has been tragically abandoned here. A glaring eyeball floats here, staring ominously and unblinking at its surroundings. A stained-glass butterfly casts shards of multicoloured light upon the ground. A glittering, gem-wrought dragonfly of virid gems lies here, gleaming softly. Awaiting some grander use, wooden tongs have been placed upon the ground. A tin tinker stands here in miniature, hunchbacked and bearing minute metal implements. A brass sprocket lies here, teeth glinting. Carved from jointed sticks of ash, a dracnari driver curio lies here. A wooden wakabi toy lies here, legs loose. Electricity crackles in flowing arcs around this crystal-hewn lightning bolt. Glittering with pale beauty, an orchid of gems and precious metals has been left behind. The bronze figurine of a tailor has been left here, tongue sticking out in concentration. A menacing leather flog lies here in a tangle of rustic lashes. Crafted from fine silks and decorated with deep, rich gems, a regal silk spider rests here. A copper-tinged boa constrictor rests here, coiled upon itself. A square inkwell of bubbled green glass lies here, filled to the brim with dark ink. A muddy brown stalk lies here, topped by an enchanting lily of the loam, crafted entirely of jewels. A burnished bronze feather lies here shimmering on the ground. An eerie floating nose swirls around the room attempting to huff in the scent of everything in sight. Tongues of heatless fire whisper at the end of this rune-inscribed torch. Alighted gently on the ground, a shimmering silver feather lies here. A rustic carriage curio rests here on four tiny wheels. Flawless gems and polished gold have been moulded into the form of a rose that lies here. Interlocking pieces of jade form the shape of this luna moth, poised as though ready to flit away from its perch. Gleaming with gems, a pearlescent swan lies here upon the ground. Rays of golden light flickering across its plumes, a delicate feather has alighted here. A golden clockwork pendulum lies here, seemingly broken from some larger whole. A sprig of coltsfoot daintily clasped in its painted beak, a delicate porcelain dove has been placed here. A squashy, stuffed wakabi lies here, button eyes gazing vapidly at its surroundings. Gently seated upon the ground, a dainty dining fork lies here. Cast aside, a crystalline femur lies awaiting its long-deceased owner. An electrified steel wrench has been cast aside, jags of power arcing erratically across its surface. A splintered star of wood and gems lies here, shimmering in the ambient light. The tiny wooden replica of a pile of luggage rests here. An iron spy figurine rests here, dropped into a wary crouch. Carelessly abandoned on the ground, a tidy little notepad sits here, pages splayed open. A gentle buzzing sound emits from this intricate gold and obsidian bumblebee. A rotund, stuffed piglet lies here, rolled onto its side. Curled in a shimmering ribbon of light and colour, a bright rainbow stretches here. Gleaming with patterns of inlaid grasslands, a bronze-etched saw lies here. Shimmering with an icy lambency, a platinum white feather lies here upon the ground. Decorated with an elaborate mosaic of ceramic tiles, the form of a regal parrot stands here. Hourglass glistening upon its exposed stomach, a small black spider hangs here from a single glistening thread of silk. A gleaming cog of steel lies here, glinting ominously with occult patterns. A pair of gleaming steel handcuffs lies here, touched in places with flaking, dried blood. Shaking its rattle ominously, a rapacious rattlesnake stares at everything with the threat to bite. A silver penknife lies here, malachite handle gleaming with a polished sheen. A silver ratchet lies here, oil streaking its handle. As still as death, a disembodied ear floats here as though listening with utmost care to the world passing around it. A stuffed donkey has been cast aside, frowning to itself as it lies on its side. A stained glass peacock curio is perched here, feathers frozen in a glittering fan. A burnished silver candelabra lies on its side, extinguished. A translucent crimson rib lies here as though awaiting its previous owner. Wooden handle smoothed by years of consistent use, a screwdriver awaits patiently for its owner. Glistening with oil, a gear lies ready for use. A glittering trail of crystalline stardust lies scattered behind the centre of a comet lying here. Tossed helter-skelter upon the ground, a brass knuckle bone lies abandoned. A disembodied, thin-lipped mouth floats here, babbling nonsense phrases. Positioned in a cute bow, a ceramic fawn stands on nimble, long legs. Oiled and gleaming, an assembled, copper igasho leans against his axe. Floating a few feet above the ground, a small, delicate glass angel spins languidly around in graceful circles. A miniature ivory skeleton dances about here to the rhythm of his own clinking bones. A miniature candy mountain rises from the ground here, rock candy crystal formations glittering on its surface. Coiled upon the ground is a miniature ruby dragon, tongues of fire washing over his form. Cracked and weathered, an onyx gargoyle sits here, looking forlorn. The glittering boughs of a crystal tree refract and reflect all available light in brilliant, prismatic colours. Bobbing here pleasantly, a crystal sphere hums with energy as it floats upon an invisible cushion of air. A delicate, enamelled teapot sits here, hiccuping occasionally as steam curls from her spout. A ceramic death watch beetle skitters about, uttering a series of dire clicks as the colours upon her shell shift and flow. A glimmering miniature of a snow phoenix rests upon the ground, wings unfurled majestically. An alabaster fountain curio rests here amidst a spray of multi-hued energies. Rising in an imposing mass of black iron, an iron cross stands here, radiating a miasma of dread and pain. Glittering with myriad gemstones, a jewelled turtle hides here in his exquisite shell. A cuddly, brown-furred teddy bear sits here complacently, button eyes gazing upward. Tiny paws clutching his tummy, a pudgy, stuffed panda bear sits here. An aquamarine shark floats here upon the air. Flickering and twisting wildly, the Guttering Flame of Damnation burns here. An austere clock tower rises from the floor, ticking with unerring regularity. Tentacles trailing in brilliant tails, a sequined squid curio lies here. Daintily curled up in a ball, a glass kitten watches the world around her through a pair of large emerald eyes. A plump, stuffed teddy bear sits here, head canted at an angle as his button eyes gaze brightly ahead. A lacquered puzzle box has been left here, its glossy wood in danger of being soiled. A rubber duck rests here flat upon the ground, squeaking occasionally. A wooden soldier stands at the ready, his tiny bow nocked with a lone arrow. Shimmering an exotic hue, a feathery quill lies here. A ceramic puppy stands here at alert. An antiqued, gilt-framed looking glass hangs here upon thin air, its surface brightly reflecting its surroundings. A mischievous sock monkey capers about here, squeaking impishly. A mask bearing the likeness of a bright-eyed maiden lies here. A mask of a playful jester lies here, its features plastered with a massive grin. A curious harlequin mask lies here, its expression inconstant. A solstice dragon mask has been tossed to the ground here. A pristine dove mask lies here, pale and resplendent. An enchanting butterfly mask lies here, painted in warm tones of blues and yellows. A mask of a mischievous imp lies here, a disconcerting grin on its face. A mask of a regal chicken has been discarded here. Its features set in a permanent grin, a chubby cherub mask lies here. An aquatic kelpie mask lies here, its leafy features staring out at the world. A mask of a bawling squonk lies here. Painted in dark tones of brown and deep purple, an alluring moth mask lies here. A mask of a featureless marionette lies here. A stylised eye crafted of precious jewels lies here, gazing out unblinkingly. A bit of wooden shaft still attached, a spearhead lies here, coated in a thin layer of frost. A leering tarantula with ruby eyes lies here. A diamond skull lies here in the dust, grinning with unsettling intensity. A leopard lurks in the shadows, curiously watching anything that moves. A porcelain mask lies here, offering up the bright and beauteous features of a swan. A bright bow of pink lace tops a scarlet, heart-shaped box that lies here. Shining with a dazzling incandescence, the Holy Helm of Avechna rotates here upon currents of power. A heavy sable blindfold lies here, folded upon itself. Its expression one of duty, a mask of a fae knight lies here. Rotating slowly in the air, the Incandescent Bracers of Vernal Might glow here. Quivering as if barely contained, the Pearl Sandals of Vernal Haste drift here, upon currents of power. Surrounded by a coiling chain of gemstone links, an iced medal of the Guardians lies here. Glittering richly, a jewelled stalker's skull lies here, polished and adorned. Airy and light, a sparkling white cloud floats here. The Corrupted Staff of the Soulless drifts through the air here, leaking clots of grease and noxious smoke. Twisting with an aura of multihued energy, the Chromatic Rod of the Avenger drifts upon the air here, crackling with energy. Warm to the touch, a bewitching lantern whispers with a flickering, violet flame. Glistening with haunting silver, a spiderweb lies here shimmering on the ground. Gleaming brightly, an open rust-touched straight razor lies dangerously on the ground. A frosted basket filled with cloudberries drifts here, aloft upon a soft mist. The Oozing Diamond of Disease hovers here, bubbling contagion leeching across the ground in its immediate vicinity. The Toxic Spine of the Bloodless juts upward from the ground, acrid venom dripping, sizzling, from its point. Grinning mockingly, an ice devil's skull lies here. A pool of snowy white cloth lies here, marking where a veil has been abandoned. A translucent snow phoenix plume lies here, the light passing through it to turn an ice blue.
You see a single exit leading west.
Some of them floating, some of them playing around on the ground, some of them leaking smoke or various other auras; this is one seriously crazy-filled room.
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