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.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
The body of Glimmer of Moondust, Cyteo Letara-Silverwolf appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
You tell Silent Sage Tacita An'Ryshe, "Greetings, m'lady. Are you able to proctor my major chord tasks?"
Tacita tells you, "I would be honoured to make such a miracle occur."
Oh, Taci.
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!"
look Between a roc and a hard place. Throughout the location, small dancing flames flicker and spark. The hard rock surrounding this tunnel has been gouged violently with erratic claw marks, presumably caused by the once living roc which now lays motionless towards the southwest, its flesh having rotted away until only bleached white bones remain. The skeleton seems notably larger than the typical roc, making passage through this segment of the area difficult, with little space to squeeze through between it and the hard rock wall on the other side. You see exits leading north and east.
So, I got second trade recently and took up tailoring. I checked out the cartel's design queue and saw a rejected one which I could not resist sharing, particularly since I doubt it will see the light of Lusternian day. So...
Item: Scarf Type: Accessories Org: Public Commodities: cloth 11 redtint 1 Mortal Reviews: Allowed Layer: OVERWEAR Bodyparts: neck IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: SCARF Appearance: an incredibly manly pink scarf Dropped: A scarf of pink wool lies coiled here, like a super tough snake that could strike at any moment. Examined: Danger has a new look, and it's woollen, three feet long, and dyed a cherry blossom pink. This wool isn't soft, dainty wool; it's coarse and scratchy, a true testament to the rugged manliness of its wearer. The scarf's thickness will keep its wearer warm in the bitter cold, where the manliest of activities such as lumberjacking and polar bear wrestling take place. There are no embellishments or embroideries at all, because those are for sissy women and girly men, not champions of testosterone. It is the perfect accessory for flaunting one's overwhelming machismo. Comments: The Charites have returned your proposed design for further revisions. See DESIGN LIST <cartel>. The following comments were made regarding the design: The editorial tone of the Examined is certainly amusing but far from objective in tone.The overt reference to testosterone feels fairly out of place, as well.
So. I never actually stopped and looked at my office before.
Office of the Primus. Several comfortable green leather chairs and a small table have been set before the large crystal windows, seeming to be the dominant feature of this office. A medium-size desk has been lined along one of the walls with several pieces of paper and books scattered across it, partially hidden by the large bookcase which lines the far wall of this chamber. Books of all sorts and sizes fill every last bit of available space in the bookcase, threatening to spill out of their confines. In between the many books, a single expensive-looking bottle of suspicious liquid has been tucked away, hoping to pass unnoticed.
So. I never actually stopped and looked at my office before.
Office of the Primus. Several comfortable green leather chairs and a small table have been set before the large crystal windows, seeming to be the dominant feature of this office. A medium-size desk has been lined along one of the walls with several pieces of paper and books scattered across it, partially hidden by the large bookcase which lines the far wall of this chamber. Books of all sorts and sizes fill every last bit of available space in the bookcase, threatening to spill out of their confines. In between the many books, a single expensive-looking bottle of suspicious liquid has been tucked away, hoping to pass unnoticed.
Hmm. I wonder what that could be.
It's Arel's. Mael knows -exactly- what's in it. >:3
.oO---~---Oo.
"Perfect. Please move quickly to the next post, as the effects of
prolonged exposure to the signature are not part of this test."
Red Member Ollie has been slain in the Klangratch Tournies by Yellow Member Rivius.
es avenger **************************[ Current event: Wargames ]************************** Participant Health Mana Ego Location Rivius 7090/6520 4845/4845 6177/5148 a field of rocks Ethelon 4985/5520 6616/6900 6636/6900 a field of rocks Leolamins 4776/8742 22/4200 7182/5670 a field of rocks Members left: Red: 1 Yellow: 2
Yellow Member Leolamins has been slain in the Klangratch Tournies by ??? Member Ollie.
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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!
The Three Fates briefly appear in the air above you as They lead a bewildered Glatheroius here.
Raeri gazes at Glatheroius with love and adoration.
WELCOME TO SERENWILDE.
Raeri gazes at Cyteo with love and adoration.
RAERI STRIKES AGAIN!
Tacita tells you, "I would be honoured to make such a miracle occur."
Oh, Taci.
Between a roc and a hard place.
Throughout the location, small dancing flames flicker and spark. The hard rock surrounding this tunnel has been gouged violently with erratic claw marks, presumably caused by the once living roc which now lays motionless towards the southwest, its flesh having rotted away until only bleached white bones remain. The skeleton seems notably larger than the typical roc, making passage through this segment of the area difficult, with little space to squeeze through between it and the hard rock wall on the other side.
You see exits leading north and east.
I...haven't laughed so hard in a millenium.
Nocht, the Silent whispers, "Share your knowledge, little one. Feel free to split Malarious's skull if the urge strikes you as well."
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!
You portal to <x>
This room has not been mapped.
buy protection
You pay <x> sovereigns and receive a Scroll of Protection.
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Wait. That's not what I meant.
Or was it?
Context.
You are not yet knowledgeable enough to perform strategemception.
Office of the Primus.
Several comfortable green leather chairs and a small table have been set before the large crystal
windows, seeming to be the dominant feature of this office. A medium-size desk has been lined along
one of the walls with several pieces of paper and books scattered across it, partially hidden by the
large bookcase which lines the far wall of this chamber. Books of all sorts and sizes fill every
last bit of available space in the bookcase, threatening to spill out of their confines. In between
the many books, a single expensive-looking bottle of suspicious liquid has been tucked away, hoping
to pass unnoticed.
Hmm. I wonder what that could be.
Luthian tells you, "I'm gone in less than five days... please don't burn, blow up, or otherwise destroy the guild while I'm gone?"
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
NARF!
es avenger
**************************[ Current event: Wargames ]**************************
Participant Health Mana Ego Location
Rivius 7090/6520 4845/4845 6177/5148 a field of rocks
Ethelon 4985/5520 6616/6900 6636/6900 a field of rocks
Leolamins 4776/8742 22/4200 7182/5670 a field of rocks
Members left: Red: 1 Yellow: 2
Yellow Member Leolamins has been slain in the Klangratch Tournies by ??? Member Ollie.
...hmm...
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!