You may drink another health, mana, or bromide potion.
4700h, 2780m, 757e, 10p x-
Flacarealah unscrupulously quibbles about the smallest points in her argument,
bringing up esoteric minutiae to support her radical theories. The logic of this
argument is sound and you find yourself conceding to all the points raised.
The stress of this debate is too much! You throw up your hands up in
exasperation and curse loudly, losing face in front of your peers.
After a long pause in you and your interlocutor's dialectic, you lose interest
in the debate and let your mind drift to other things.
4700h, 2780m, 0e, 10p x-e

You are recovering equilibrium and cannot move yet.
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You have recovered equilibrium.
CHASE-ME



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(The Swarm): Shayle says, "Doesn't matter either way really."
4700h, 2780m, 0e, 10p ex-e

Stewartsville General Store.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky.
Breaking through the dimensions, a planar rift slashes through the air here.
Butch Duncan stands behind the counter with a disarming smile on his lips.
Serenguard Athbrax is here. He wields a forestal claymore in his left hand.
Predicant Chandestri tzya Mor'Wyrd is here, shrouded. She wields a golden sickle
in her left hand and a mystic cudgel in her right. Spirit Warden Daganev,
Warrior of Nature is here. He wields a darkened hammer in each hand. You see a
sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading west (open door).
4700h, 2780m, 0e, 10p ex-sc

Master of the Bloodhunt, Ciaran, Dreadlord Apprentice
Sex : Male Race : Tae'dae
Level : 80 (11%) Rank : Supramortal
Health : 4700/4700 Endurance : 22400/22400
Mana : 2780/2780 Willpower : 12794/12800
Ego : 0/4460 Reserves : 96%
Karma : 0% Esteem : 3%
You are ranked 75th in Lusternia.
You stand tall as a proud member of the Forest of Glomdoring.
You have reached the rank of 'Ravenwood Custodian' in your commune.
You are an aide to the Minister of Power.
You are the Master of the Bloodhunt in the Ebonguard.
You are a member of the Darkhammer Forging Cartel.
You are a Seeker of Avechna in the Fellowship of Explorers.
You are a member of the clan called 'The Shadow Court.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Swarm.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Black Anvil Forging Cartel.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Dark Carnival.'
You are a member of the clan called 'Artisan Steel.'
You are in the Divine Order of Viravain, Mistress of the Webs.
You are able to take on proteges.
Your mentor is Xenthos.
You are 33 years old.
You were born on the 24th of Shanthin, 110 years after the Coming of Estarra.
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Butch Duncan demands of you, "What are you saying?"
Your ego drains as you consider your response.
Butch Duncan spits in your eye and declares that it'd be a cold day in Nil
before the Village of Stewartsville would ever follow the Forest of Glomdoring.
4700h, 2780m, 0e, 10p ex-sip bromide

You take a drink from a ruby vial.
Ah, the soothing bromides help strengthen your ego.
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You may drink another health, mana, or bromide potion.
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(The Swarm): Xavius says, "And Cecelia is open but willful."
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(Glomdoring): Shayle says, "Grrr."
4700h, 2780m, 989e, 10p ex-'ick

You say, "Ick."
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Daganev argues with sweeping authority, buttressing his broad claims with
dogmatic assumptions and justifications. With great glee, Flacarealah rips apart
the arguments with brilliant logic, transforming the entire discourse into an
example of absurdity.
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(Glomdoring): Shayle says, "Narsrim."
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Master of the Bloodhunt, Ciaran, Dreadlord Apprentice
Sex : Male Race : Tae'dae
Level : 80 (7%) Rank : Supramortal
Health : 4700/4700 Endurance : 22400/22400
Mana : 2780/2780 Willpower : 12800/12800
Ego : 989/4460 Reserves : 96%
Karma : 0% Esteem : 3%
You are ranked 76th in Lusternia.
You stand tall as a proud member of the Forest of Glomdoring.
You have reached the rank of 'Ravenwood Custodian' in your commune.
You are an aide to the Minister of Power.
You are the Master of the Bloodhunt in the Ebonguard.
You are a member of the Darkhammer Forging Cartel.
You are a Seeker of Avechna in the Fellowship of Explorers.
You are a member of the clan called 'The Shadow Court.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Swarm.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Black Anvil Forging Cartel.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Dark Carnival.'
You are a member of the clan called 'Artisan Steel.'
You are in the Divine Order of Viravain, Mistress of the Webs.
You are able to take on proteges.
Your mentor is Xenthos.
You are 33 years old.
You were born on the 24th of Shanthin, 110 years after the Coming of Estarra.


Is this right?

shouldn't be, but it makes sense...

mechanically atleast, You didn't get shattered from another mob or player, the game seems to treat the two very differently.

That's how it's always worked, yeah. Don't really see the problem.

thoertically you should run away screeming like you do when your shatterd and another player tries to debate you.

Aye, it has never happened to me so I was a bit surprised... Didn't make sense either, unless you could still debate a mob after getting shattered by a player (which you can't) because in this logic that they are seperate, I wouldn't have any other effects of being shattered by a player hurt me when I'm influencing a mob either.