(Serenwilde): You say, "Blizzard in the Serenwilde?"

(Serenwilde): Asmodea says, "Someone probably cast Winter."

(Serenwilde): Tuek says, "I was using it to make snowballs, heh."

(Serenwilde): Narsrim says, "Yes, Tuek has discovered and actual use for
Weathersight as those without it cannot pack snowballs."


A trans skill of one skillset plus a mythical skill of another skillset, used in a powerful combination to... make snowballs. For some reason, I just find that amusing.

Someone should really post the whole log since I only logged on for a little but I must say Squibbles is friggin AWESOME!

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Squibbles, a small rex hamster exclaims, "And my last demand shall be for
another bottle of whiskey!"

You give a bottle to Squibbles, a small rex hamster.

You say, "There you go, squeak squeak squeak."

Squibbles, a small rex hamster nods his head sagely.

Squibbles, a small rex hamster says, "Excellent, minions."

Squibbles, a small rex hamster exclaims, "We shall be well prepared for the next
attack!"

You say, "Hrm remind me again why I'm listening to a hamster."

Squibbles, a small rex hamster disappears in a flash of lights, not a shred of
evidence left to let one assume what has happened was real or reality.

The Earthen Ire, Mederrach Feyranti says to you, "Silly grandmother... hamsters
cannot speak..."

The Earthen Ire, Mederrach Feyranti says, "Hamsters cannot speak... hamsters
cannot speak... cannot speak... cannot speak..."

The Earthen Ire, Mederrach Feyranti gently hugs his legs as he rocks back and
forth.

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A HAMSTERHUNT has been started! Begin your search!
Player Killing Allowed: NO
Sharing allowed: NO Sharing allowed
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A plump orange hamster runs in from the west.

The Earthen Ire, Mederrach Feyranti says, "Not... again."

A small Rex hamster scurries in from the west.

A small Rex hamster scurries in from the east.

The Earthen Ire, Mederrach Feyranti says, "Hamsters!"

Mederrach leaves to the east.

Dedicant Quisse, of the Hart says, "Nah I'm smart! I'll be good---but I am going to be forever wary of those pixies."
Dedicant Quisse, of the Hart says, "They pinch."


I love novices like this one.

I bet that's Shayle's alt.

I can just TELL.

How? Why?

I wonder about her sometimes...

(Bellator Societas): Daevos says, "And Mederrach still hasn't given me any grandkids."
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(Bellator Societas): Daevos says, "Starting think he doesn't take after me when it comes to loving
the ladies long and well into the night."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I've realized something."

(Bellator Societas): Lyco (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "You like pie?"

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Nah, dislike pie."

(Bellator Societas): Lyco (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "..."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane)says, "Prefer meat."

(Bellator Societas): Shamarah (from the Astral Plane) says, "..."

(Bellator Societas): Lyco (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "You dont like sweet patato pie."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Nah."

(Bellator Societas): Lyco (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "*peer*."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Too sweet."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Pumpkin pie?"

(Bellator Societas): Veonira (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Mmm pumpkin pie."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Don't like any pies, but stop distracting me."

Daevos doesn't like pie?

(Im having problems with the forums lately)
I agree with Daevos



Amavan tells you, ""Blue trees," remarked Amavan, "blue trees are the secret to it all.""
You tell Dedicant Amavan, Builder of Hope, "Amavan wont be born for millions of years ."
Amavan tells you, ""Blue trees?" questioned Dylara. Under her breathe she replied with a muttered "Crazy fool.""
Amavan tells you, ""Yes! Blue trees are everything!" exclaimed he. Just then a tree falls on Dylara and squishes here. Further inspection of said tree reveals that it is indeed blue."
You tell Dedicant Amavan, Builder of Hope, "Ill mention youre often trapped in
a forest now."
Amavan tells you, "Thus we are reminded of the teaching "The good Lord giveth, the blue trees taketh away.""


And he thinks Im the strange one.

I fsking love sweet potato pie.

STEAK PIE.



If eating lumps of cow slathered in gravy and wrapped with pastry is wrong, then I don't want to be right.

6265h, 6948m, 6606e, 10p esSixk<>-ql

The Mists of Nil.
A stinking noxious cloud floats here. Baroness Rhona is here, shrouded. She
wields a coral staff in her left hand.
A duststorm obscures the rest of your vision.
6265h, 6948m, 6606e, 10p esSixk<>-
Andala arrives following Starknight Vesar.
Andala enters your demesne.
Vesar enters your demesne.
Nico enters your demesne.
Forren enters your demesne.
6265h, 6948m, 6606e, 10p esSixk<>-
Dust clouds rise as the earth shifts and sharp rocks slide and bounce, some
flying into the air. Andala yelps in pain as several of them smash into her.
Dust clouds rise as the earth shifts and sharp rocks slide and bounce, some
flying into the air. Nico yelps in pain as several of them smash into him.
Dust clouds rise as the earth shifts and sharp rocks slide and bounce, some
flying into the air. Rhona yelps in pain as several of them smash into her.
Rhona's life is crushed out as She collapses to the ground while the rocks
continue to pile atop her.
You have slain Rhona.
Your karma falls in response to your deeds.
Rhona drops the corpse of a cow.
Dust clouds rise as the earth shifts and sharp rocks slide and bounce, some
flying into the air. Forren yelps in pain as several of them smash into him.

6265h, 6948m, 6606e, 10p esSixk<>-psi id massdominate tumble nw

Releasing an enormous pulse of psychic energy, you mentally command your enemies
to do your bidding.
Andala cocks her head as though hearing a far off sound.
Nico cocks his head as though hearing a far off sound.
Nico begins to tumble towards the northwest.
Forren cocks his head as though hearing a far off sound.
Forren begins to tumble towards the northwest.


Oops?

(House d'Murani): Trasse says, "Bardic Idea: Bobbins on Spindle slashfic."

(House d'Murani): You say, "Not only is that slash."

(House d'Murani): You say, "But INCESTUAL."

(House d'Murani): Trasse says, "With Trader Bob eventually walking in for a
toy-laden threesome."



I don't know if that's funny or...extremely DISTURBING

Those poor newbies, if only they knew.

That was my reaction too.

I guess if you have money to spend you can waste it.

Hey, he actually has a chance - His harem comprises over two thirds of Serenwilde.

Yeah, but they're mostly novices he then scared away.