You are:
True disfavoured by Fain for about 3 days.

You make your offering, praying for the defilement of the shrine and risking
the anger of Fain.
The seems to shrink and recede in upon itself as it becomes dormant.
5640h, 1804m, 10p ekdb-
Your soul burns as the power of Fain sears it.
2586h, 1789m, 10p ekdb-

--- REGAIN ---

2586h, 1789m, 10p exkdb-
Daevos arrives following Kaervas d'Murani, the Ascendant Fury.
Kaervas arrives from the southeast.
The room darkens as a hideous archdemon appears.
Filling the room with despair, the Nil Grim Horror stomps in from the
southeast.
3056h, 1804m, 10p exkdb-
A dormant shrine of Fain stands here. A huge archdemon looms here, surrounded
by black mist. Standing as still as death, the Nil Grim Horror's very presence
here fills the room with despair. Warlord Daevos Feyranti, Marshal of Death is
here. He wields a exquisitely crafted draconic broadsword in each hand. Kaervas
d'Murani, the Ascendant Fury is here. He wields a golden paintbrush in his left
hand and a blackened tower shield with a serrated-edge in his right. Myrmidon
Marsu is here, shrouded. He wields a tormented spectre flail in each hand.
You see exits leading north and southeast.
3056h, 1804m, 10p exkdb-
Kaervas shuffles some cards with the image of the Hanged Man out of his deck.
3056h, 1804m, 10p exkdb-
Kaervas hurls a tarot card with the image of the Hanged Man on it at you. As it
evoke tipheret
reaches you, a huge mass of rope bursts out of it, entrapping and hindering
you.
Kaervas flings a tarot card at you, which expands into an image of Juliana. A
set of scales appears above your head and one side of the scale quickly
descends. You have a bad feeling about this.
3056h, 1804m, 10p exkdbp-
Muttering the secret names of Tipheret, you clench your fists which begin to
glow. The glow spreads across your body, burning away the bonds that tie you.
3056h, 1767m, 10p xkdb-
The curse of justice leaves you.
3056h, 1767m, 10p xkdb-
Your soul burns as the power of Fain sears it.
2h, 1751m, 10p xkdb-

--- REGAIN ---

2h, 1751m, 10p exkdb-
The Nil Grim Horror spreads its leperous wings and looms up before you, causing
you to scream in a primal panic that rises up from your gut.
2h, 1751m, 10p exkdb-
You rush about in a state of utter panic.
Beginning of a crooked alley.
You see exits leading north and south.
2h, 1751m, 10p exkdb-
Could you be a bit clearer? <--- Trying to trueheal
2h, 1751m, 10p exkdb-
Your meaning eludes me. <--- Trying to trueheal
2h, 1751m, 10p exkdb-
You rush about in a state of utter panic.
A curved and crooked alley.
A dormant shrine of Fain stands here. A huge archdemon looms here, surrounded
by black mist. Standing as still as death, the Nil Grim Horror's very presence
here fills the room with despair. Warlord Daevos Feyranti, Marshal of Death is
here. He wields a exquisitely crafted draconic broadsword in each hand. Kaervas
d'Murani, the Ascendant Fury is here. He wields a golden paintbrush in his left
hand and a blackened tower shield with a serrated-edge in his right. Myrmidon
Marsu is here, shrouded. He wields a tormented spectre flail in each hand.
You see exits leading north and southeast.
284h, 1786m, 10p exkdb-
Daevos leaves, following Kaervas d'Murani, the Ascendant Fury.
Kaervas leaves to the north.
A hideous archdemon departs, trailing black mist.
The Nil Grim Horror stomps off to the north, and the despair that clouds the
atmosphere suddenly lifts.
284h, 1786m, 10p exkdb-
With a final cry of anguish, you feel your body being incinerated from the
inside by your burning soul. Your eyes melt in their sockets, and fire spurts
from every orifice, and through the pain-induced madness, you have a final
moment of clarity to fully appreciate the onslaught of a vengeful Diety.
The elixer vitae that courses in your blood suddenly bursts forth from your
pores and restores your body, saving you from certain death.
Your soul burns as the power of Fain sears it.
3608h, 3608m, 0p ex-
With a focused look, Marsu strikes at you with a tormented spectre flail. You
are hit on the left thigh for a minor bruise.
Hmmmm. Why must everything be so difficult to figure out?
3174h, 3608m, 0p ex-
Daevos arrives following Kaervas d'Murani, the Ascendant Fury.
Kaervas arrives from the north.
The room darkens as a hideous archdemon appears.
Filling the room with despair, the Nil Grim Horror stomps in from the north.
3174h, 3608m, 0p ex-
With a focused look, Marsu strikes at you with a tormented spectre flail. You
are hit on the left thigh for a minor bruise.
2711h, 3608m, 0p ex-
Kaervas jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.
2711h, 3608m, 0p ex-
Kaervas shuffles some cards with the image of the Hanged Man out of his deck.
3011h, 3608m, 0p ex-
Kaervas hurls a tarot card with the image of the Hanged Man on it at you. As it
reaches you, a huge mass of rope bursts out of it, entrapping and hindering
you.
Kaervas flings a tarot card at you which turns an ominous, sickly red before
striking you in the head.
3011h, 3608m, 0p exp-
The Nil Grim Horror spreads its leperous wings and looms up before you, causing
you to scream in a primal panic that rises up from your gut.
3011h, 3608m, 0p exp-
A hideous archdemon vomits forth a stream of noxious fluid that strikes you,
coating you with a thick green slime.
A hideous archdemon grabs your shoulders and gutturally whispers into your
mind. Though the language is harsh and unknown, the words twist in your brain
over and over.
3011h, 3608m, 0p exp-
You bleed 34 health.
2977h, 3608m, 0p exp-
Your soul burns as the power of Fain sears it.
859h, 3608m, 0p exp-
You rush about in a state of utter panic.
859h, 3608m, 0p exp-
With a focused look, Marsu strikes at you with a tormented spectre flail. You
stumble and barely stay upright as the flail is plowed deep into the meat of
your left leg.
475h, 3608m, 0p exp-
With a focused look, Marsu strikes at you with a tormented spectre flail. Your
left leg is elegantly striked and swept out from under you, knocking you to the
ground.
35h, 3608m, 0p exp-
Kaervas begins to chant in a deep and baleful voice, and an iron cross rises up
from the ground before you. Vicious spikes slam into your flesh and nail you to
the cross. You scream in pain and agony as blood is splattered in all
directions.
You can take no more of the spikes ripping apart your flesh, and you die
horribly on the iron cross.
You have been slain by Kaervas.

True disfavours truly suck.

Ouch.

The best bit (the death) and they type it wrong. Saad.

Ignore me.

Really, I'm confused as to why defiling exists.

I'm now unable to play the game in any meaningful fashion for 3 real days.

No point implementing a system if the punishments for using it are gonna be so harsh.

damn Kaervas

Most of us don't disfavour for defilement of shrines. It's a mortal upkeep thing otherwise we'd just jump down and kill anyone defiling one.

Kudos to you, then.

Negative Kudos to Fainy.

Hmm! I'm glad that Razeon said that. But anyhow we can go and dust some Terentian shrines while your disfavour lasts, Ceres!

Edit: Bah, i misunderstood the original post.

I dont see any problem with what I did. You are an order enemy Ceres and you attacked my essence. I am totally within my bounds to disfavor you for as long as I please. I didn't interfere at all besides disfavoring you, my order took care of the rest. Maybe you should think before attacking me next time.

Someone liks His essence.

Once the shrine hits dormant, shouldn't all effects cancel?

Of course you don't see a problem with what you did, or you wouldn't have done it

Everyone else does.

Negative Kudos

And aren't TDFs kinda expensive? If you're so concerned about essence..

Pah. Fain's got enough Essence, I hear. :/

Then he shouldn't be so upset about a shrine being hit.

I think so. Not sure it's supposed to be that way as in the code isn't working, or if it's supposed to be that way as in the gods don't think so but we do.

No, you just can't start any more shrine powers.

You are:
Truefavoured by Terentia for about 3 days.

Whee

For?