It...might help that at least one visiting Glom may or may not have kidnapped (foalnapped?) him at one point for vile torturous rituals man was not meant to what of. If that's the same foal, anyway.
What?! I need to see the log. Although I assume his reaction is due to my enemy status to Serenwilde, not from being a member of Glom...?
Aaaaancient history, circa 2008ish. The forums don't go back far enough, but I might be able to dig up a log. I want to think @Rancoura may've been the elder Shadowdancer involved, but Lesk was the participant doing the foalnapping and actual rite.
If I was involved with that ritual, my memory is horrid enough for me to not remember and unfortunately I lost all of my logs pre-mid-2009 when an old computer went kaput. There might be something in the Events or Glomdoring news about it (or even Shadowdancer news if I manage to get the archive), but either way, I'd be interested in seeing a log as well!
Tonight amidst the mountaintops And endless starless night Singing how the wind was lost Before an earthly flight
I checked all Events, Public, Glomdoring and Shadowdancers posts from Jan 2008 to June 2009 and found no mention of Laka or any other centaur. If it happened, nobody wrote a news post about it. (you should write news posts about things, future historians will thank you.)
I checked all Events, Public, Glomdoring and Shadowdancers posts from Jan 2008 to June 209 and found no mention of Laka or any other centaur. If it happened, nobody wrote a news post about it. (you should write news posts about things, future historians will thank you.)
Best librarian ever.
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
I do have a vague recollection of Laka being captured and put under some curse or subjected to a nasty ritual, but couldn't tell you what it was about. I only remember it because Ev was piiiiiiiiiiiiissed.
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.
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to Lyora, "It is a collaborative work."
Xenthos lifts up a wizzer image box and points it at a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of Yendor, pulling a lever on the side of the contraption. It begins to click and whirr, and a bulb rises up from the contraption. With a bright flash, you find yourself blinded momentarily. As your vision recovers, you notice a piece of paper floating into Xenthos's hands from the machine.
Xenthos gives a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of Yendor to you.
You say, "It's about your mother. She's.....Hallifaxian."
Seditious Predicant Zef smiles and says to you, "You know more about her than I do then."
You look skeptical and say, "I married her, I damn well better know about her."
Lady Nightingale Vatul Feyranti, of the Danse Macabre says, "I was present at the wedding, Predicant
. She is quite a striking woman."
Seditious Predicant Zef says, "I see. That is certainly interesting."
You say to Zef, "So if anyone else says they're your parents, they're lying to you and you must slay
them."
Seditious Predicant Zef says to you, "I will keep that in mind."
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.
Maligorn points his staff at Yendor, and electricity crackles across its length before it discharges a bolt of blue lightning that slams into Yendor in an explosion of cobalt sparks.
Electricity coursing through his body, Yendor finally collapses in a twitching heap.
Yendor has been slain by Maligorn.
Yendor's eyes lose their focus suddenly.
Yendor doubles over, vomiting violently.
Yendor retches violently and makes a strangled noise before falling to the ground, dead.
Yendor has been slain by Nicholo.
Yendor's eyes lose their focus suddenly.
Yendor drops the corpse of a sprite bound in shadows. Having been too much for the mortal threads of Yendor, he screams in agony as flames engulf his bodyand burn it to a crisp. Having been too much for the mortal threads of Yendor, he screams in agony as flames engulf his body and burn it to a crisp.
@Yendor , so hardcore, one death alone is not to stop him.
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!
It's 3a. Doing research. Read this. This is hilarious and almost made me want to go Nunchaku.
Tannaku:
Snapping his foot in a double-reverse kick, Nicholo lands a hit to your left leg, leaving it hanging awkwardly.
The functionality of your left leg is hindered by physical injury.
You are afflicted with damagedleftleg.
With a fierce "Aiyeeeeeeee!" Nicholo flies at you, rapidly striking blow after blow upon your left leg, which leaves it mangled beyond use.
Your left leg has been beaten into uselessness.
You are afflicted with mutilatedleftleg.
Initiate to the Tah'vrai, Goodtimepete (Male Mugwump).
He is 21 years old, having been born on the 1st of Vestian, 482 years after the Coming of Estarra.
He is unranked in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is currently enrolled as a Student in the Shadowmaze.
He is a Vagrant in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is a graduate of the Shadowmaze.
He is surrounded by the Grace of Innocence.
He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.
He is not currently active in any family.
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.
readlog continuum 2018/06/03 04:58:19 - Enemy status granted for Ianir: For actions against continuum.
2018/06/03 04:59:40 - Ianir slew the Jade Sphere of Temporal Existence that was loyal to you.
2016/06/03 04:59:40 - Ianir returned 750 power by resurrecting the Jade Sphere of Temporal Existence. Wasn't that bloody nice of Him? 2018/06/03 04:59:40 - Ianir stole 750 power by killing the Jade Sphere of Temporal Existence
It took Ianir a minute and a half to kill a sphere? Nerf.
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.
(The Crux): Rasvin (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "Ouch. They keep hitting me. Someone help!" 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:38.010/ Rasvin has been crushed to death by Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage. You see the death occur at the Desert of Supreme Loathing. 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:39.230/
(The Crux): Rasvin (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "Ouch. They keep hitting me. Someone help!" 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:38.010/ Rasvin has been crushed to death by Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage. You see the death occur at the Desert of Supreme Loathing. 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:39.230/
(The Crux): Rasvin (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "Ouch. They keep hitting me. Someone help!" 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:38.010/ Rasvin has been crushed to death by Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage. You see the death occur at the Desert of Supreme Loathing. 15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:39.230/
Eliron Shee-Slaugh, Herald of Nightmares says, "I see you've been talking to your Hallifaxian friends again."
Amused me, anyway. So ominous.
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
It is when you die to something that does not have a built-in deathsight message (the final catch-all). Mostly bleeding these days. Drowning used to do it too, but I think drowning has its own deathsight now.
Your account has been credited with Small Pack of Presents.
You quickly unwrap a present of 5 presents, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful
confetti into the air, and excitedly pull 5 presents from within.
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and
cheerful confetti into the air, and grin enormously upon receiving 49632 Gold.
You've unwrapped A STANDARD PRESENT! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and
cheerful confetti into the air, and grin enormously upon receiving 35655 Gold.
You've unwrapped A STANDARD PRESENT! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and
cheerful confetti into the air, and grin enormously upon receiving 38852 Gold.
You've unwrapped A STANDARD PRESENT! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and
cheerful confetti into the air, and grin enormously upon receiving 68 Aethergoop.
You've unwrapped A STANDARD PRESENT! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and
cheerful confetti into the air, and grin enormously upon receiving a plush doll of Roxie Wingnut.
You've unwrapped A STANDARD PRESENT! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You stare implacably about yourself.
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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Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
Xenthos lifts up a wizzer image box and points it at a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of Yendor, pulling a lever on the side of the contraption. It begins to click and whirr, and a bulb rises up from the contraption. With a bright flash, you find yourself blinded momentarily. As your vision recovers, you notice a piece of paper floating into Xenthos's hands from the machine.
Xenthos gives a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of a sketch of Yendor to you.
@Xenthos
beat you to it, @Sibirn
A silver-feathered pigeon stares implacably at you.
Having been too much for the mortal threads of Yendor, he screams in agony as flames engulf his bodyand burn it to a crisp.
Having been too much for the mortal threads of Yendor, he screams in agony as flames engulf his body and burn it to a crisp.
@Yendor , so hardcore, one death alone is not to stop him.
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!
2018/06/03 04:58:19 - Enemy status granted for Ianir: For actions against continuum.
Wasn't that bloody nice of Him?
2018/06/03 04:59:40 - Ianir stole 750 power by killing the Jade Sphere of Temporal Existence
15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:38.010/
Rasvin has been crushed to death by Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage.
You see the death occur at the Desert of Supreme Loathing.
15003h, 10268m, 9895e, 10p mBelrxd<>- /14:45:39.230/
You tell Offering of the Spirits, Sibirn, Winter's Claw, "Must you shout in my ear?"
You tell Offering of the Spirits, Sibirn, Winter's Claw, "What can I do for you?"
Sibirn tells you, "AM SORRY! DO NOT INTEND TO STARTLE. PLEASE TELL WHEN HAVE FREE MOMENT!"
You tell Offering of the Spirits, Sibirn, Winter's Claw, "Stop shouting in my ear. Or did you get kicked in the groin?"
Sibirn tells you, "Can hear whisper?"
You tell Offering of the Spirits, Sibirn, Winter's Claw, "I can hear you still yes."
Sibirn tells you, "Good! Pointy eared friend told said to speak to you for men history of teaching. Wanted to touch out and find if still interested."
You tell Offering of the Spirits, Sibirn, Winter's Claw, "What?"
Sibirn tells you, "Still wish to teach younglings?"
I adore Sibirn's mock innocence....He is secretly using shouting as a means to vent I think haha
That's the first time I saw that error message. I laughed a lot more than I probably should have.
I though that was when your aethership exploded?
You quickly unwrap a present wrapped in bubble paper, which sprays glittering silver dust and