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.
During a Glom raid, I received some rather interesting advice from @Barrin :P
16) Barrin: "Best stay there." 17) Barrin: "Stay at da tree maan." 18) Barrin: "Gonna die, if you move. Stomped." 19) Barrin: "Yeah, as long as you can. Caerlyr tends to lead peeps in a trap, they get all mad and rage leave." 20) Barrin: "Its why Shikari is asleep now. BOOM!!!"
During a Glom raid, I received some rather interesting advice from @Barrin :P
16) Barrin: "Best stay there." 17) Barrin: "Stay at da tree maan." 18) Barrin: "Gonna die, if you move. Stomped." 19) Barrin: "Yeah, as long as you can. Caerlyr tends to lead peeps in a trap, they get all mad and rage leave." 20) Barrin: "Its why Shikari is asleep now. BOOM!!!"
Given that Shikari was interacting with people two days ago, I feel that this advice is flawed / skewed.
(And not just in that part, either- though this would be a nice excuse for a throat-rip. Mm, Shikari's zap is so bloody.)
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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
Being afraid of Caerlyr also happens to be flawed advice.
Mysrai leans close to you and gently lays a kiss upon your forehead.
Mysrai stares blankly at you.
Mysrai, the Thousand Hands intones, "You are not Ixchilgal."
Mysrai stares implacably about Herself.
The Goddess fades away into a shadow, then a dream, then nothing at all.
You say, "There is only one Ix."
Veils flicker across the sky, heralding a cry of utmost relief. In the aftermath, the whispering skeins fade slowly from existence, leaving the sky stained scarlet and copper in their wake. For a moment, the Void yawns beneath you as you hang suspended within the Lord-and-Lady's will. Agony wracks your body as you briefly sense wrath, regret, and a creeping, empty chill. In the next, the sensation fades, leaving only an unsettling weakness and a lingering sense of disapproval.
Dr. Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Moistener of Loins (Male Demigod Changeling).
An echoing voice intones, "Mind your manners before We send Ixchilgal to retrieve the first syllable of name."
You say, "You're looking for a Moistener of Loins?" You say, "May you find what You are looking for, M'Lady."
Spasms of acute pain suddenly wrack your body, twisting your insides in vicious knots. Your flesh rips painfully apart, revealing mounds of disgusting, disease-ridden maggots which burst from your skin as the world seems to grow larger and larger. The mocking laughter of Mysrai, the Thousand Hands rings in your ears as your transformation into a filthy maggot is complete. Your race is now that of Maggot.
"Dwell as the disgusting maggot you are."
A hoop snake rolls by in the distance, rolling and rolling and rolling.
You say, "Hoop snake has my back." You nod your head at a commemorative hoop snake hoop. You have emoted: Ixion hops on a hoop snake and rides away.
Oh, a maggoting! Haven't seen one of those in a while. I think @Lisaera was the one that did that to me last many, many years ago. It could have been @Terentia, though.
Silvanus plays a kestrel-emblazoned mandolin of the d'Murani and directs the harsh notes towards you. Pain sweeps through you as your own skin writhes as if worms crawl beneath the surface. 10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-(-1124h, 13.6%) You eat a stalk of faeleaf. You begin to concentrate on the sixth sense... 10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>- You remove 1 faeleaf, bringing the total in the rift to 912. 10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>- You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Thoros. 10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>- A befuddled expression unfolds on Caerlyr's face as the Inveiglora of Gnostoratu points a dainty finger at her. 10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>- A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to buck beneath your feet. Anticipating the movements of a grungy black rage worg with leathery black wings, you manage to stay mounted. The ache in your ear canals clears up. (8.814s) Feyda takes a drink from an opal vial. 10h, 7646m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24288w mBxkp<>- Ollie eats a calamus root. 10h, 7646m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24288w mBxkp<>- Ollie takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs. 10h, 7586m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24276w mBxkp<>- You may drink another purgative or curing potion. 10h, 7586m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24276w mBxkp<>- The crone crosses her shriveled arms and turns her dark, penetrating gaze upon Silvanus. 10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>- A sick feeling ferments throughout your body. 10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>- Feyda stands an Aeon tarot on her palm and blows it at Caerlyr. 10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>- Your mind is able to focus once again. 10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>- Ollie takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his arms. 10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>- Caerlyr takes a drink from a sugarcane vial. 10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>- A Divine wave of healing washes over Thoros, and he looks heartier and more aware. 10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>- Caerlyr closes her eyes and bows her head. 10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>- Caerlyr snaps her head up suddenly. 10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>- Calesta takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his chest. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>- You may eat or smoke another herb. Calesta takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his chest. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-(eat earwort|outr earwort) Calesta eats a sprig of marjoram. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>- Caerlyr stands up and stretches her arms out wide. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>- You clear your mind, no longer preparing to act. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>- You build upon your stratagem, adding action one as: MOONDANCE FULL. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>- You may drink another health, mana, or bromide potion. 10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-(sip health) You eat a piece of black earwort. You now possess the gift of truehearing. 10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>- You remove 1 earwort, bringing the total in the rift to 651. 10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>- A swirling beam of light shoots out of the eye of a floating spix directly into the eyes of Caerlyr. A squirming sludgeworm rears up and spits a gob of green slime onto Caerlyr, covering her in a slick mucus. 10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>- Ollie gives Caerlyr the once over. 10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>-
An image of the Horned Helm of the Moonhart appears in your mind's eye. The world shifts around you as Rivius switches places with you in a timely rescue.
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.
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.
recharge cube from cube Be careful. Recharging a cube from itself could cause a feedback loop that might destroy the universe. Or just give you a headache, but best not to risk it.
11) Vumiri: "Enemies are about Etherglom, the Daughters are likely about to be under attack." 12) Xenthos: "I do not see any enemies in Ethereal Glomdoring." 13) Athree: "They do hit and run daughters sometimes." 14) Vumiri: "The Daughters called out--it is likely Caerlyr trying to lure be back up, she has decided to pick on me specifically as of late." 15) Xenthos: "Ah. Whomever it was, they fled faster than a rabbit, heart pitter-pattering nearly to bursting."
Celina has declared you a formal enemy of the Shadowdancers Guild for this reason: 'Matching associated socks already in place'.
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan. You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967) From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest. (Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse holds the corpse of a two-headed abhorrence out before him. As the tribal markings upon his hands begin to glide across his skin, the corpse floats gently into the air, turning slowly.
Deep cuts rake across the flesh of the two-headed abhorrence corpse, tearing great chunks from it that slowly revolve in the air. As dark crimson blood falls from the creature being mutilated before you, only a few drops make it to the ground below, while the rest moves fluidly in a circle in the air.
As the final shreds of flesh and meat are violently torn from the bones of the two-headed abhorrence, the remaining bones crumble to dust and are blown from sight on an ethereal wind. The blood that snakes through the air makes its way into the mouth of Milo's skull, plunging into the darkness below his robes. The lingering meat floats toward his outstretched hands, and is absorbed into his palms. As the tribal markings once more become still, Milo's eyes blaze with pleasure.
Your mouth turns up as your face breaks into a smile.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "A most interesting texture indeed. Rather clings to me."
You nod your head emphatically.
You say, "They like to bite too."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "I like a prey that puts up a fight."
You nod your head emphatically.
Milo ponders the corpse of a two-headed eagle thoughtfully, looking him up and down.
You say, "Those are curious ones."
You say, "The heads dont generally even get along!"
You snicker softly to yourself. 5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
A rattling, guttural sound that alternates in pitch escapes Milo, the Blossoming Corpse, not unlike laughter.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse pulls at the wings of a two-headed eagle, opening and closing them before him as he studies the creature. 5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
You snicker softly to yourself.
High Druidess Nyxx Ysav'rai, Keeper of the Black Nest says to you, "Siblings rarely do. having to share a body i assume would make the rivalry greater."
You nod your head emphatically.
You nod your head emphatically.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Let us try this one, then." 5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse holds the corpse of a two-headed eagle out before him. As the tribal markings upon his hands begin to glide across his skin, the corpse floats gently into the air, turning slowly.
The veil upon his antlers glowing with an ethereal power, Milo weaves his hands through the air and conjures a silvery web that wraps and encases the two-headed eagle. As the now cocooned corpse begins to revolve slowly in the air, Milo's eyes blaze with a ravenous hunger as he steps toward his feast.
As Milo places his hands upon the silvery cocoon, it emits a gentle white glow that pulses down his hands and into the darkness beneath his robes. Tilting his skull upwards, a rattling echoes from within, indicative of pleasure as his grasp tightens upon the webbing. As the cocoon pulses more rapidly, it shrinks in size at incredible speed, before simply disintegrating and leaving nothing behind. A content glimmer shines in the cold orbs of Milo's eyes, as the tribal markings become still once more.
A rattle in his voice, Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Glorious. I do enjoy these eagles." 5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
Your mouth turns up as your face breaks into a smile.
You say, "Taste like chicken?"
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says to you, "You have my thanks for such gifts, fleshy one."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Perhaps a very...full bodied chicken."
You say, "It's a pleasure. I'd rather see them devoured than gone to waste."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Its blood is a little richer in taste, also."
Oops. [spoiler] [H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk ex](+75e, 1.1%) An illithoid reaver yelps in pain as a spirited pegasus with crimson wings bashes him. An illithoid reaver begins to yell for help. Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. A Greater Song of the Carillon Knells springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. An elemental of earth springs to an illithoid reaver's defence. [H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk ex] You attempt the Kata form of bashy (momentum: 1). With a quick spin, you kick an illithoid reaver with your left foot. With a deft flick of your wrist, you whip an illithoid reaver with a viciously barbed iron chain, lashing the skin from his flesh. With a deft flick of your wrist, you whip an illithoid reaver with a viciously barbed iron chain, lashing the skin from his flesh. 1mo[H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk e] [/spoiler] Thankfully not as OP as ones in Achaea.
The pale light of the Full Moon flares brilliantly as an ethereal breeze becomes a gale that crawls across the Basin of Life. An ancient presence fills the lands as the voice of the Silver Goddess booms like thunder across the First World, "Behold, the Bearers of the Silver Chalice." The ethereal gale sings the names of Lleuke, Avurekhos, and Niina before it fades, leaving a thrum of power in the air.
(The Crux): Steingrim says, "How heavy is that thing?"
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
The pale light of the Full Moon flares brilliantly as an ethereal breeze becomes a gale that crawls across the Basin of Life. An ancient presence fills the lands as the voice of the Silver Goddess booms like thunder across the First World, "Behold, the Bearers of the Silver Chalice." The ethereal gale sings the names of Lleuke, Avurekhos, and Niina before it fades, leaving a thrum of power in the air.
(The Crux): Steingrim says, "How heavy is that thing?"
Nerds.
Also, I chuckled.
Avatar by the lovely Esei!
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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
Celina has declared you a formal enemy of the Shadowdancers Guild for this reason: 'Matching associated socks already in place'.
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan. You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967) From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest. (Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Celina has declared you a formal enemy of the Shadowdancers Guild for this reason: 'Matching associated socks already in place'.
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan. You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967) From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest. (Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Celina has declared you a formal enemy of the Shadowdancers Guild for this reason: 'Matching associated socks already in place'.
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan. You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967) From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest. (Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Wtf why did I type socks.
No, you typed "associated enemy brand" but I am just mocking you.
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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
Celina has declared you a formal enemy of the Shadowdancers Guild for this reason: 'Matching associated socks already in place'.
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan. You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967) From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest. (Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Wtf why did I type socks.
No, you typed "associated enemy brand" but I am just mocking you.
Why are you mocking me, you killed a daughter. I didn't have anything to do with it.
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16) Barrin: "Best stay there."
17) Barrin: "Stay at da tree maan."
18) Barrin: "Gonna die, if you move. Stomped."
19) Barrin: "Yeah, as long as you can. Caerlyr tends to lead peeps in a trap, they get all mad and
rage leave."
20) Barrin: "Its why Shikari is asleep now. BOOM!!!"
(And not just in that part, either- though this would be a nice excuse for a throat-rip. Mm, Shikari's zap is so bloody.)
(Middle School of Hard Knocks): Ixion says, "OHHHHHHHHHH cheers the rest of the school yard."
Signature!
Mysrai stares blankly at you.
Mysrai, the Thousand Hands intones, "You are not Ixchilgal."
Mysrai stares implacably about Herself.
The Goddess fades away into a shadow, then a dream, then nothing at all.
You say, "There is only one Ix."
Veils flicker across the sky, heralding a cry of utmost relief. In the aftermath, the whispering skeins fade slowly from existence, leaving the sky stained scarlet and copper in their wake.
For a moment, the Void yawns beneath you as you hang suspended within the Lord-and-Lady's will. Agony wracks your body as you briefly sense wrath, regret, and a creeping, empty chill. In the next, the sensation fades, leaving only an unsettling weakness and a lingering sense of disapproval.
Dr. Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Moistener of Loins (Male Demigod Changeling).
An echoing voice intones, "Mind your manners before We send Ixchilgal to retrieve the first syllable of name."
You say, "You're looking for a Moistener of Loins?"
You say, "May you find what You are looking for, M'Lady."
Spasms of acute pain suddenly wrack your body, twisting your insides in vicious knots. Your flesh rips painfully apart, revealing mounds of disgusting, disease-ridden maggots which burst from your skin as the world seems to grow larger and larger. The mocking laughter of Mysrai, the Thousand Hands rings in your ears as your transformation into a filthy maggot is complete.
Your race is now that of Maggot.
"Dwell as the disgusting maggot you are."
A hoop snake rolls by in the distance, rolling and rolling and rolling.
You say, "Hoop snake has my back."
You nod your head at a commemorative hoop snake hoop.
You have emoted: Ixion hops on a hoop snake and rides away.
Feedback I got:
A lot more than you, trust me!
Silvanus plays a kestrel-emblazoned mandolin of the d'Murani and directs the harsh notes towards you.
Pain sweeps through you as your own skin writhes as if worms crawl beneath the surface.
10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-(-1124h, 13.6%)
You eat a stalk of faeleaf.
You begin to concentrate on the sixth sense...
10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-
You remove 1 faeleaf, bringing the total in the rift to 912.
10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-
You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Thoros.
10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-
A befuddled expression unfolds on Caerlyr's face as the Inveiglora of Gnostoratu points a dainty
finger at her.
10h, 7766m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24312w mBxk<>-
A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to buck beneath your feet.
Anticipating the movements of a grungy black rage worg with leathery black wings, you manage to stay
mounted.
The ache in your ear canals clears up. (8.814s)
Feyda takes a drink from an opal vial.
10h, 7646m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24288w mBxkp<>-
Ollie eats a calamus root.
10h, 7646m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24288w mBxkp<>-
Ollie takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs.
10h, 7586m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24276w mBxkp<>-
You may drink another purgative or curing potion.
10h, 7586m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24276w mBxkp<>-
The crone crosses her shriveled arms and turns her dark, penetrating gaze upon Silvanus.
10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>-
A sick feeling ferments throughout your body.
10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>-
Feyda stands an Aeon tarot on her palm and blows it at Caerlyr.
10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>-
Your mind is able to focus once again.
10h, 7526m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24264w mBxkp<>-
Ollie takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his arms.
10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>-
Caerlyr takes a drink from a sugarcane vial.
10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>-
A Divine wave of healing washes over Thoros, and he looks heartier and more aware.
10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>-
Caerlyr closes her eyes and bows her head.
10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>-
Caerlyr snaps her head up suddenly.
10h, 7406m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24240w mBxkp<>-
Calesta takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his chest.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-
You may eat or smoke another herb.
Calesta takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his chest.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-(eat earwort|outr earwort)
Calesta eats a sprig of marjoram.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-
Caerlyr stands up and stretches her arms out wide.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-
You clear your mind, no longer preparing to act.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-
You build upon your stratagem, adding action one as: MOONDANCE FULL.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-
You may drink another health, mana, or bromide potion.
10h, 7346m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24228w mBxkp<>-(sip health)
You eat a piece of black earwort.
You now possess the gift of truehearing.
10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>-
You remove 1 earwort, bringing the total in the rift to 651.
10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>-
A swirling beam of light shoots out of the eye of a floating spix directly into the eyes of Caerlyr.
A squirming sludgeworm rears up and spits a gob of green slime onto Caerlyr, covering her in a slick
mucus.
10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>-
Ollie gives Caerlyr the once over.
10h, 7286m, 7524e, 7p, 26396en, 24216w mBxkdp<>-
An image of the Horned Helm of the Moonhart appears in your mind's eye. The world shifts around you
as Rivius switches places with you in a timely rescue.
I think this counts.
Be careful. Recharging a cube from itself could cause a feedback loop that might destroy the
universe. Or just give you a headache, but best not to risk it.
well then!
11) Vumiri: "Enemies are about Etherglom, the Daughters are likely about to be under attack."
12) Xenthos: "I do not see any enemies in Ethereal Glomdoring."
13) Athree: "They do hit and run daughters sometimes."
14) Vumiri: "The Daughters called out--it is likely Caerlyr trying to lure be back up, she has
decided to pick on me specifically as of late."
15) Xenthos: "Ah. Whomever it was, they fled faster than a rabbit, heart pitter-pattering nearly to
bursting."
I lol'd
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Thoros has declared you a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Fain, of the Red Masque for this reason: 'An enemy of the tainted is an enemy to The Lord'."
Siilaan has failed to cure the poison of Aqua Adept Siilaan.
You see the death occur at on the upper deck of the Pool of Stars. (1967)
From your knowledge, that room is in City of New Celest.
(Market): Siilaan says, "Selling a vial of crotamine. Nearly full."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse holds the corpse of a two-headed abhorrence out before him. As the
tribal markings upon his hands begin to glide across his skin, the corpse floats gently into the air,
turning slowly.
Deep cuts rake across the flesh of the two-headed abhorrence corpse, tearing great chunks from it
that slowly revolve in the air. As dark crimson blood falls from the creature being mutilated before
you, only a few drops make it to the ground below, while the rest moves fluidly in a circle in the
air.
As the final shreds of flesh and meat are violently torn from the bones of the two-headed abhorrence,
the remaining bones crumble to dust and are blown from sight on an ethereal wind. The blood that
snakes through the air makes its way into the mouth of Milo's skull, plunging into the darkness
below his robes. The lingering meat floats toward his outstretched hands, and is absorbed into his
palms. As the tribal markings once more become still, Milo's eyes blaze with pleasure.
Your mouth turns up as your face breaks into a smile.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "A most interesting texture indeed. Rather clings to me."
You nod your head emphatically.
You say, "They like to bite too."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "I like a prey that puts up a fight."
You nod your head emphatically.
Milo ponders the corpse of a two-headed eagle thoughtfully, looking him up and down.
You say, "Those are curious ones."
You say, "The heads dont generally even get along!"
You snicker softly to yourself.
5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
A rattling, guttural sound that alternates in pitch escapes Milo, the Blossoming Corpse, not unlike
laughter.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse pulls at the wings of a two-headed eagle, opening and closing them
before him as he studies the creature.
5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
You snicker softly to yourself.
High Druidess Nyxx Ysav'rai, Keeper of the Black Nest says to you, "Siblings rarely do. having to
share a body i assume would make the rivalry greater."
You nod your head emphatically.
You nod your head emphatically.
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Let us try this one, then."
5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse holds the corpse of a two-headed eagle out before him. As the tribal
markings upon his hands begin to glide across his skin, the corpse floats gently into the air,
turning slowly.
The veil upon his antlers glowing with an ethereal power, Milo weaves his hands through the air and
conjures a silvery web that wraps and encases the two-headed eagle. As the now cocooned corpse
begins to revolve slowly in the air, Milo's eyes blaze with a ravenous hunger as he steps toward his
feast.
As Milo places his hands upon the silvery cocoon, it emits a gentle white glow that pulses down his
hands and into the darkness beneath his robes. Tilting his skull upwards, a rattling echoes from
within, indicative of pleasure as his grasp tightens upon the webbing. As the cocoon pulses more
rapidly, it shrinks in size at incredible speed, before simply disintegrating and leaving nothing
behind. A content glimmer shines in the cold orbs of Milo's eyes, as the tribal markings become
still once more.
A rattle in his voice, Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Glorious. I do enjoy these eagles."
5220h, 5400m, 5400e, 10p, 23400en, 24900w Belrxk-
Your mouth turns up as your face breaks into a smile.
You say, "Taste like chicken?"
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says to you, "You have my thanks for such gifts, fleshy one."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Perhaps a very...full bodied chicken."
You say, "It's a pleasure. I'd rather see them devoured than gone to waste."
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse says, "Its blood is a little richer in taste, also."
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[H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk ex](+75e, 1.1%)
An illithoid reaver yelps in pain as a spirited pegasus with crimson wings bashes him.
An illithoid reaver begins to yell for help.
Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An illithoid reaver springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
A Greater Song of the Carillon Knells springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
An elemental of earth springs to an illithoid reaver's defence.
[H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk ex]
You attempt the Kata form of bashy (momentum: 1).
With a quick spin, you kick an illithoid reaver with your left foot.
With a deft flick of your wrist, you whip an illithoid reaver with a viciously barbed iron chain, lashing the
skin from his flesh.
With a deft flick of your wrist, you whip an illithoid reaver with a viciously barbed iron chain, lashing the
skin from his flesh.
1mo[H:4664|M:4631|E:6139][P:10][bk e]
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Thankfully not as OP as ones in Achaea.
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Why are you mocking me, you killed a daughter. I didn't have anything to do with it.