Ixion likes to toy with the minds of our players.

Welcome to the family!

Daxera arrives from the in.
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look
Inside the mill.
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A splintered, creaking wooden
floor greets anyone who steps inside this run-down mill. Tall beams of wood run
up towards the ceiling, some feet above. Loose fragments of hay are scattered
about the mill, whilst a thin cloud of dust fills the air, tiny motes sparkling
in the dull light let in through the door and dusty windows. A repugnant smell
fills the air, as does the distant sound of wood grating on wood. Riddler
Daxera, Sifter of Sands is here.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, and out (open door).

You nod your head emphatically.

Daxera spins slowly around in a circle, causing water to bubble and froth,
becoming pure and clean.

Thick, oily smoke pours out of the mouth of Kymir and creates an ankle-deep
carpet of seething black fog. As the smoke is soaked into the ground, the area
turns putrid and foul. This location is now tainted.

You say, "My dearest brother."

Kymir growls menacingly.

You nod your head at Kymir.

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says to Kymir, "Growl yourself."

Daxera spins slowly around in a circle, causing water to bubble and froth,
becoming pure and clean.

You roll your eyes.

Kymir glares at Daxera with intense hatred, and a slight, ominous rumble echoes
forth from the ground.

Thick, oily smoke pours out of the mouth of Kymir and creates an ankle-deep
carpet of seething black fog. As the smoke is soaked into the ground, the area
turns putrid and foul. This location is now tainted.

You say, "Now, now."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "I'll get it when you're gone."

Kymir Can'tah, Sorceror of Taint says, "Feel free to."

You say, "Can't start fighting until you're actually related."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "Interesting that you can't stand anywhere
that's not Tainted. Shows strength, indeed."

Kymir Can'tah, Sorceror of Taint says, "Bad enough I am forced to mingle with
scum. I'd prefer not to have wet robes also."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "Wet with blood anyway. Why am I meeting
him?"

You say, "Well he is to be your brother-in-law. Better now than later."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "Better never."

Kymir Can'tah, Sorceror of Taint says, "Yes, better while I am weak from my long
sleep and unable to kill you."

You smirk.

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "He's not family."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "Death doesn't scare me, hun."

Kymir Can'tah, Sorceror of Taint says, "That's wonderful."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says, "Well, this was wonderful."

You cough softly.

Kymir glares angrily at you.

You say, "Yes, yes it was."

Riddler Daxera, Sifter of Sands says to Kymir, "Going back to your hole now?"

Kymir points at the tainted earth beneath Daxera's feet, willing the earth to
swallow her whole. The ground begins to tremble.

Daxera spins slowly around in a circle, causing water to bubble and froth,
becoming pure and clean.

Daxera rolls her eyes.

You say, "Er."

Some one has family issues >.>

(Order): Lisaera says, "There are days when I wonder how mortals survived this long."

Best one-liner from Tsuki's log in the other thread.

Pay attention heading back to your nexus!

A rusting iron disc.
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. At the end of a jagged iron
pipe that juts out of the metallic island is a large disc that dips and rises
perilously. The disc is made of iron that is so rusted that holes are creating a
lattice pattern upon its surface. A stinking noxious cloud floats here. Wrath of
Brom, Ashteru is here. He wields a twisted staff in his left hand and an iron
shield in his right.
You see exits leading east and west.
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A distorted alley.
A delicate aura of blue flame suffuses the air from a healing shrine of Raezon
nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. The stained white walls
of the buildings here seem to shift and sway in an unfelt breeze. The cobbled
stone road has been broken up by the swift passage of heavy beasts. Several
archways leading into the buildings that line the road are sealed by iron gates,
their dark courtyards visible within. Green light illuminates the area, a
diffuse glow that emanates from the sky above. His life over, a ravenous fesix
lies here bloodied and beaten. There are 5 hulking three-horned bulls here.
You see exits leading northeast and west.
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A hulking three-horned bull delivers a blow which almost slices off a limb.
Fire erupts in your side as a hulking three-horned bull carves you up.
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drink health
You take a drink from a garnet vial.
The potion heals and soothes you.
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A hulking three-horned bull skewers you with a well-placed jab.
A hulking three-horned bull delivers a blow which almost slices off a limb.
A hulking three-horned bull delivers a blow which almost slices off a limb.
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(Market): Ildaudid says, "Ildaudid's Forging.. If it's hot I'll pound it."

(Market): Meshora says, "Who says women enjoy cooking? I do it for the
gold....need food, let me know, I'll deliver!"
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(Market): You say, "Give your woman what she wants, Jewelry!"
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Stagar snickers softly to himself.
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(Market): You say, "And nothing says "I love you," to an enchanter like a
powerstone, trust me, I married one!"
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(Market): Revan says, "Give your woman what she REALLY wants: the Ildaudid."
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You snicker softly to yourself.
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(Market): Munsia says, "Selling anti Ildaudid services."
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(Market): Svalis says, "Seeking information about marrying powerstones."
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(Market): You say, "Selling information about marrying powerstones."
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(Market): You say, "And selling powerstones to marry, or use for power...
whichever you prefer."
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(Market): Ildaudid says, "You cannot stop the ildaudid... see Lyco for
details."
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Caleb tells you, "Any powerstones you selling?"
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You tell Myrmidon Kalas Ildaudid, "Best market outburst ever."
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Dvyrus tells you, "...dare I ask, marrying powerstones?"
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You tell Myrmidon Kalas Ildaudid, "^_^."
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Ildaudid tells you, "Hehe."
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(Market): Kalodan says, "Oh no you Ildaudidn't.. Trans Alchemist taking refill
orders. No city-dwellers, No Wanna-be Taint."
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You tell Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette, "Someone else said it
because I spoofed on my ad on market."
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Dvyrus tells you, "Ahh."
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(Market): Malicia says, "No city-dwellers? Just -how- do you get by, Kalodan?"
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(Market): Malicia says, "Seeking an artisan, also."
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(Market): Kalodan says, "Good looks and a smile."
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(Market): Forren says, "Also seeking an artisan."
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(Market): Forren says, "And powerstones."
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(Market): Forren says, "And finally, seeking 300 marble!"
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(Market): Ithyliana says, "Jeweler for hire...send tells please."
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(Market): You say, "Selling powerstones, excluding enemies of Magnagora, smelly
fish, and lighties."
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Caleb tells you, "Well?"
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Stagar ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."
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- honors caleb
Storm Weaver Caleb, Mage of the Shifting Tides (Male Trill).
He is 20 years old, having been born on the 4th of Vestian, 129 years after the
Coming of Estarra.
He is ranked 450th in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is a Visionary of Distance in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is an enemy of your city.
He is a member of the clan called 'Eliz Tirita.'
He is a member of the clan called 'Children of Water.'
His warcry: 'Got waves?!?!'
He is considered to be approximately 150% of your might.
He is not currently active in any family.
He is the Matchmaker, having brought lovers together at the Chateau d'Amour.
He solved the mysterious murder at Stewart Mansion.
- tell caleb well what?
You tell Storm Weaver Caleb, Mage of the Shifting Tides, "Well what?"
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(Market): Lucos says, "Seeking an herbalist please."
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You purse your lips, deep in thought.
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(Market): Krellan says, "Looking for credits."
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Caleb tells you, "Have any powerstones to sell?"
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(Market): Lydin says, ""lovable" herbalist for hire."
- tell caleb yes, but not to the likes of you
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You tell Storm Weaver Caleb, Mage of the Shifting Tides, "Yes, but not to the
likes of you."
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(Market): Dahira says, "Non-lovable herbalist for hire."
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(Market): Ildaudid says, "Ildaudid's Forging.. If it's hot I'll pound it."
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You tell Myrmidon Kalas Ildaudid, "^_^ HOT!"

You marketeers need...to be fed to Magora, a.k.a Estarra

Introducing Ixion's super warcry.

(Bellator Societas): Ixion says, "LOLOLLLLLLLMAOMSAOAMSO."

God I'm evil.

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Almost ready to take your Penitent's test,
Murphy?"

(Bellator Societas): Murphy says, "Say what now?"

(Bellator Societas): Murphy says, "What's a pentintents test."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "GHELP PENITENTS. You -do- want GR2, right?"

Murphy jumps onto Chade.

Awwww! So cute.

Alodia has sacrificed herself for the resurrection of alodia.


That, ladies and gentlemen, is -hardcore-

And yet another quote of a bug.

All sacrifices have been saying the user was rezzed rather than the soul for the past few days.

I didn't know and I thought it was funny

While suicide diving at the Pool, ran into a fun random snippet.

land
Leathery wings stretched behind you like a billowing black cape, you dive
downwards and land in a crouch.
The Pool of Stars.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The stars twinkle in
the clear night sky. An enormously wide circular pool, as dark as the night sky,
glitters softly between the columns. His form suffused with soft light, the
Keeper of the Pool of Stars stands here attentively. An obsidian eye sigil is
here. The resplendent figure of an archangel rises up from the ground, her
golden wings furled protectively over a small figure cradled in her arms. A
statue of Isune stands here, memorializing Her noble spirit. There are 4 golden
retrievers here. There are 5 cavalier of the Lights here. A white marble
gravestone stands vigil here, memorializing the death of some poor soul. Horth
is here. He wields a heavy mace in his left hand. Darkened Blade Senoske
Darkstar, The Stygian Razor is here. He wields a curving platinum scimitar in
each hand. Grand Templar Tervic, Winged Marshal of the Aegis is here. He wields
an angelic battle hammer in each hand.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west,
northwest, and up (open door).
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Squire Jigan, of the Armies of Light says, "I've hugged Torak before."

(Market): Isluna says, "Seeking jeweler to melt friendship ring."

That's pretty harsh... heh.

Shulgin

(Disciples of Klangratch): Malicia says, "Daevos lives in Lusternia."
(Disciples of Klangratch): Rafael says, "Yeah."
(Disciples of Klangratch): Rafael says, "He logs into the real world."

I feel so loved.

(If it isn't funny, then you need to know I'm a cook.)

Wrath of Brom, Ashteru says, "I am sure you will hear a shout soon."
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Wrath of Brom, Ashteru says, "Annoying people tend to shout."
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Svalis, Dreadlord Apprentice says, "What happened?"
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Exoro shouts, "You pathetic little fool ashteru! haha attacking a man with no
skills? ha! and what would your daughter think?! no matter i now know how truly
pathetic you really are now! thanks for the lesson old friend."
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Felandi arrives from the south.
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Svalis rolls on the floor, laughing.
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Svalis rolls on the floor, laughing.
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Svalis rolls on the floor, laughing.
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heh
"Heh heh heh" you chuckle.
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The corners of Ashteru's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.
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Wrath of Brom, Ashteru says, "It seems I can sense the future."
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Yuniko gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

You tell Wrath of Brom, Ashteru, "You're going to make me summon you into the
middle of Celest."

Ashteru tells you, "Hmm...you aren't enemied to Celest?"

Ashteru tells you, "Tell shamarah Yes, I saw Thul killing some angels recently,
you can take my word for that, mate."

Ashteru tells you, "Miss."