Storma, Child of Light says, "A Divine?"

Storma, Child of Light says, "Where?"

Hajamin, the Golden Lord says, "Yeah, they are these big powerful guys."

The corners of Aebrin's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Comprehension flashes across Storma's face.

"Eep!", Storma screams in fright.

Storma, Child of Light says, "Sorry M'lord, my apologies."

Little Merian Aebrin Salimera, Jigger of Nexi says, "This is the moment when
someone exclaims "Do you want to touch Him?!""

Hajamin, the Golden Lord looks around screaming, "There's a god here...
WHERE?!?!?"

Woah Rafael.

Damn stoners, always so Paranoid.

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Viravain says, "Hmm, the seeds are having problem."
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Rowena Nightshade tremble.
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Rowena Nightshade tear.
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Viravain looks up into the air for divine inspiration.
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Rowena Nightshade's lower lip begins to tremble as her eyes fill with heavy
tears.
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Something up with your computer Shiri, it rendered my capital i as a 1.

No, I just typed out that first part like I'm used to having to do on Lusternia (JAVA client can't copypaste) and then realised I could copy paste afterwards, and the 1 is what I read it as

In an IRC Chat

Yes you can have a baby, you've never head of teenage pregnancy?
Hmm?
Falasin, nononon
Cause, then, I'd be a daddy
Meh, I don't have to worry about teenage preganacy at all. Unless there is some freaky mutation in the male gender.
*prance*
2 years was enough to bore me of clubs
Junior!
DOn't have to worry about babies at all.
*cackle*
*frolic*
Ian, let's go make a baby
...

Yeah, I'm not sure where that came from....

Hey. I was talking about how I wanted a baby (Well, a baby when I'm 28 in ten YEARS), so it started a discussion, then you said you wouldn't want one..so..>.>.

<3

Lomdomian: Three Boozes for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for Dwarf Lords in their halls of stone, Nine for the Mortal Men doomed to die, One Booze for the Dark Lord on his dark throne In the land of Mordor, where the Shadows lie. One Booze to rule them all, One Booze to find them, One Booze to bring them all and in the darkness bind them In the land of Mordor, where the Shadows lie. Jack Daniel's Tennessee Whiskey

Bored of the Rings!

Edited log. But the main bits are still there!

who let Kaervas into the Geos anyway? There should be a game mechanic that prevents stuff like that *rant*
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Like what Lommy?
like what what?
prevents stuff like Kaervas moving
why?
'cause he's too good. He's the kind of person who shouldn't be allowed a Demesne :/
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not one on the wrong side anyway

(The Iron Council): Llexyn says, "Like I said, I'd have sex with you, Nars. I
wanna have your baby."
(The Iron Council): Llexyn says, "............."
(The Iron Council): Arilyon says, "..........."
(The Iron Council): Llexyn says, "Sorry."
(The Iron Council): You say, "..."
(The Iron Council): Murphy says, "........"
(The Iron Council): Daevos says, ".........."
(The Iron Council): Murphy says, "A) that is foul and keep it on limbo."
(The Iron Council): Daevos says, "Just had to join in on the silence."
(The Iron Council): Llexyn says, "I'm sorry!"
(The Iron Council): Raezon says, "Let's all have a moment of silence, as we
contemplate whether that was real, or sarcastic."

that was so great

I nearly fell laughing when they said it on limbo

When I remember who you are...

Shiri has a contendor? KILL IT

You stroke a star-studded falcon pendant tenderly.

You give a star-studded falcon pendant a peck on the cheek.

Hajamin strokes the Lance of Brilliance tenderly.

You say, "Mine has antique value."

Hajamin, the Golden Lord says, "Mine is made from metal that no longer exists,
and cannot be formed by mortal hands."

You smile and say, "Only most of the members of Lady Isune have it and is
crafted by her hands."

You say, "Of the Order of Lady Isune."

You say, "Guess mine cannot be formed by mortal hands either."

Hajamin, the Golden Lord says, "Mine hurts."

You say, "Mine makes me look pretty."

Hajamin, the Golden Lord says, "Sorry, nothing can do that for you."

Marsu utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Marsu swings his arm up and high fives Hajamin enthusiastically.

You say, "Touche."

Hajamin snaps His fingers and warm water showers down upon Him, and He scrubs under His armpits trying to wash away that horrible stench.

Hajamin snaps His fingers and warm water showers down upon Him, and He scrubs under His armpits trying to wash away that horrible stench.

Hajamin, the Golden Lord says, "Eeww, mortal touched me... need a shower."