Corbenic on hermit bug:

I think it's normally now. There are invisible gnomes everywhere.
You're like... never really alone.

Strange symbols.
A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. His brow deeply furrowed, a thoughtful scholar paces back and forth here. There are 21 cows here. A brown stag wanders about here, its head held regally. There are 3 aslaran pilgrims here. There are 3 loboshigaru pilgrims here. There are 3 mugwump pilgrims here. There are 2 taurian pilgrims here. There are 3 dwarven pilgrims here. Leef La'Saet is here. She wields an ethereal flail of intricate hues in each hand. The Kamikaze Champion, Munsia, Rabid Furrikin is here. She wields a length of rope in her left hand and the Ancient Cudgel of Glinshari in her right.
You see exits leading southeast and northwest.

Nymerya tells you, "Come on them."

Nymerya tells you, "Then..."

(Serenwilde): Raxilin says, "Bondage is fun!"

I see...Hartstone are forming a crack suicide squad?

Suicidal Druidess Yuniko, of the Hart (Female Mugwump).
Suicidal Druidess Yukari Saitama, of the Hart (Female Aslaran).
The Kamikaze Champion, Munsia, Rabid Furrikin (Female Furrikin).
The Bumrusher, Gregori (Male Mugwump).

I make a half joking comment to My Order... and then I get this:


(Celest): Aesyra says, "New city scroll: CHELP COMPASSION."


Composed by: Aesyra
Composed on: 2005/11/19 12:53 GMT

Compassion

Kill all Tainted, they will thank you for it later.

credit goes to Lord Hajamin for this enlightment.

Why I just love Vesar:



Celestines != Aquamancers

(Celest): Morik says, "So we just become whores ourselves and team them back."


... okay, so actually I was just looking for an excuse to show off my new sig that took me a whole 5 minutes to make

You lash out at Kaervas, the inferior demigod




I love it, Taurian > all

Svalis arrives from the west.

"Oops!" Svalis exclaims with a bashful expression.

Svalis disappears in a flash of light, teleporting by the power of the Gods.

Aqua Applicant Svalis (Male Mugwump).
He is 16 years old, having been born on the 13th of Avechary, 117 years after
the Coming of Estarra.
He is unranked in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is a Vagrant in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is a member of the clan called 'Children of Water.'
He is surrounded by the Grace of Innocence.
He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.
He is not currently active in any family.

Svalis arrives from the west.

Svalis disappears in a flash of light, teleporting by the power of the Gods.
A dark nighthag smiles cruelly as Svalis leaves.




Made me giggle, anyway.

I see Xenthos posting! I'm gonna beat you!

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Viravain drops a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

A delicious Richter sugar cookie puts his hands on his hips and goes "Hmmm!"

You blink.

Josun snickers softly to himself.

A delicious Richter sugar cookie begins to weep uncontrollably.

You narrow your eyes at a delicious Richter sugar cookie in an unnerving manner.

Finger extended, Josun pokes a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

Shayle's eyes widen in disbelief as she softly exclaims, "Whoa."

Shadowed Ehecatl says, "Cookie!"

Ehecatl licks his lips.

You say, "Kalo would go nuts."

You say, "In fact, I just might go nuts."

You run around and around a delicious Richter sugar cookie, flapping your arms
madly.

Josun's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Xenthos picks up a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

Xenthos looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Viravain, Mistress of the Webs says, "Try eating him. I'm sure it's delicious,
shape aside."

"Hmph!" you snort at Viravain.

Xenthos puts his hands on his hips and goes "Hmmm!"

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Okay."

Ehecatl raises his hand to his mouth and titters girlishly.

A Richter sugar cookie whimpers, "Why?! WHY?! Why does my Maker shape me
sooooo?!"

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Oops."

You say, "He probably tastes like gold and aetherspace."

Shayle's eyes sparkle with amusement at you.

Josun looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I couldn't
tell... when I tried to eat it, the weave trembled slightly and forced me to
stop."

You say, "I bet it's an evil cookie too."

Finger extended, Xenthos pokes a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

Viravain, Mistress of the Webs says, "Hmm! It must be his golden pockets."

Barely visible, a black morphling saunters in from the down.

You say to Nocturne, the morphling, "Nocturne, did you see that?"

Xenthos licks a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

Nocturne, the morphling raises an eyebrow questioningly.

A Richter sugar cookie screams, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Ehecatl utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

You say, "Nice, nice."

Xenthos pats a delicious Richter sugar cookie in a friendly manner.

Nocturne, the morphling snickers softly to himself.

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "To cookie
you're a special little cookie, aren't you?"

Josun snickers softly to himself.

You say, "Must have run off."

Xenthos points a delicious Richter sugar cookie at you.

Master Josun Ion'r says, "Wonder how much a Richter sugar cookie would sell
for."

Josun sucks thoughtfully on his teeth.

A Richter sugar cookie peers about itself unscrupulously.

You frown and say, "No one would buy it."

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Never fear,
cookie, I shan't be selling you to the likes of him."

Nocturne, the morphling wraps a comforting arm around you.

Xenthos licks a delicious Richter sugar cookie.

A Richter sugar cookie gnaws on its own arm slightly.

You say, "That's disgusting."

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Hey! That's my
arm!"

Shadowed Ehecatl says, "That's so cute."

Xenthos eats a delicious Richter sugar cookie with obvious gusto.

Utterly entranced, Josun emits a long "Ooooh."

"Oops!" Xenthos exclaims with a bashful expression.
gape

Opening your mouth wide, you gape in wonder.

Master Josun Ion'r says to Xenthos, "How did it taste?"

Josun tilts his head curiously.

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "It didn't seem
to have any flavour at all."

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Not quite what
I was expecting."

Josun ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

Xenthos wrinkles his nose and sniffs.

A Richter sugar cookie screams from inside Xenthos's stomach, "Though I die, I
shall have my revenge, through stomachaches!"

You say, "I knew somehow, my life would be reduced to this. Comical and
tasteless."

Josun gives a horrified gasp.

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Hey now, quiet
down in there!"

Keeper of the Bones, Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I'm trying to
digest you!"

Viravain mumbles incoherently.

Shadowed Ehecatl says, "I don't know how I'd feel if the things I ate talked
from within my stomach... I just don't know."

Viravain, Mistress of the Webs mutters, "H..m....erha.. I be.. ..ave th. .reatio. .. conf...ions to Crum..."
You say, "To Crum?"
You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.
Josun's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Ehecatl sits down.
Archon Richter Carthan says to Viravain, "You know, such a creation might help me in combat, my current pet does not."
You say to Richter, "Causing your enemies to fall over in fits of laughter? Not quite the combat style I would wish to be known for."
Viravain, Mistress of the Webs says, "The cookie was created based on your current strength, Richter."
Archon Richter Carthan says, "So, You're saying, Xenthos could just eat me?"
Master Josun Ion'r says, "Judging from the relative tastelessness of the cookie, I'm not sure he'd want to eat you."
Josun sucks thoughtfully on his teeth.
You say, "All flash and style, no substance."
You sniffle softly.

I got the part you left out.

Sexy Minx, Arissa, Forging Beauty (The Dragonscale Forging Cartel)

The soul of Aomar says, "Magnagora is so cool."
Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith says, "The Engine of Transformation and the holder of the Megalith,
what better place could one choose to live?"

I was giving out a free room with a limerick contest, and you had to find me to recite it to me. Nobody won, but I got this tell...

The Divine voice of Elcyrion, the Erudite echoes in your head, "How about, give Me one now or I will tell Hajamin you think His armour looks like polished Lead?"

Man, these Dragon Turtle bizznatches be packin' mad heat.

abjure cosmicfire turtle
You allow an infinitesimally small mote of cosmic fire to manifest and direct it
at a dragon turtle. Cosmic fire blasts forth, dissolving her flesh in a
sparkling current of energy.
The final blow proves too much for a dragon turtle, who expires, pitifully.
You have slain a dragon turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
The corpse of a fearsome tiger shark tumbles out of the corpse of a dragon
turtle.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a dragon turtle.

Torak has been slain by the might of Viscount Kahazul Can'tah, the Blasphemer.
You see the death occur at centre of the Necropolis.

(Celest): Asmoth says, "Torak down to Kahazul."

(Celest): You say, "What a loss!"

(Celest): Elgar says, "This is bad?"

(Celest): You say, "Heck yes, go and rezz already!"

(Celest): You say, "Heh."

(Celest): Asmoth says, "Oops, I just assume when someone gets nailed by a mag they are on our side."



You're Celestian Torak.. you just never knew it..

(Newbie): Neessa says, "Hail Skein!"
2952h, 4356m, 4356e, 10p exk---/16:40:26.687/
You pick up a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4356m, 4356e, 10p exk---/16:40:27.515/
You pick up a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4356m, 4356e, 10p exk---/16:40:27.718/
I see no "pustule" to take.
2952h, 4356m, 4356e, 10p exk---/16:40:27.937/
(Newbie): Elairia says, "If there is nobody around in my guild, what should i be
doing please?"


Neessa, Elairia.....why is there such an influx of names that sound strongly like important or well known persons?

The Ebonglom Wyrdling opens its horrific maw and a rotten smell roils out. The
entire body of the Ebonglom Wyrdling begins to convulse as it gags and chokes,
finally expelling a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4824m, 4356e, 10p exk---/17:36:36.343/
The Ebonglom Wyrdling opens its horrific maw and a rotten smell roils out. The
entire body of the Ebonglom Wyrdling begins to convulse as it gags and chokes,
finally expelling a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4824m, 4356e, 10p exk---/17:36:37.031/
The Ebonglom Wyrdling opens its horrific maw and a rotten smell roils out. The
entire body of the Ebonglom Wyrdling begins to convulse as it gags and chokes,
finally expelling a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4824m, 4356e, 10p exk---/17:36:38.359/
The Ebonglom Wyrdling opens its horrific maw and a rotten smell roils out. The
entire body of the Ebonglom Wyrdling begins to convulse as it gags and chokes,
finally expelling a tumourous pustule.
2952h, 4824m, 4356e, 10p exk---/17:36:38.671/
You pick up 3 pustules.
There are no more pustule.


I feel betrayed.