Best quote from long long time!
I fall of from my chair laughing.

Wtf clan was that meant to be on?!

Ialie is one of the best sources of quotes.

can/do they really watch? how do they know? do they choose to watch or is it thrown upon them? Or.. do they just watch everyone's activities as a whole or do they go and watch any person they want? What does this mean? I'm so confused!

Yes, they can watch. I'd know. I have channeled gods. I think I was the first mortal to directly commune with Elcyrion, and I wasn't even in His Order.

awww man

In the average MUD the admins have an option to see everything that the player inputs and everything that is sent to the player. We may then think that Lusternia is the same case.

Now, find me a Divine who is bothered to check on everybody communications at all moments. Yeah, you're right, their heads would explode. And they probably would get bored of "pick marjoram" messages.

So, as our divines are nice people and short of time to lose watching people they don't know about, is not probable they see you doing anything unless you do it
- In their fulcrux or temple, where they might be chilling out invisible
- While being watched due to having done something that calls Divine attention.

So don't worry, Laith They're not stalking you (I think) unless you deserve it.

That's what they want you to think.

Hajamin used to occasionally respond in tells to things I said over channels of clans he wasn't in. It was creepy.

Or in a seal's cavern.

Sorry. I had to.

Ive heard it said that They can tell when Their name is being said and can choose to reply to it in whichever way they prefer, Im not entirely sure if this is true. Though, must admit, this is quite the

Despite the fact that my character is rather high profile in some regards, I get a lot of Divine attention/mistells/ tells/comments/other. I enjoy it actually, even though it's something I have to consider at any given moment.

I guess rockfalls in catacombs have feelings too, did you know theyre also male?

My nymph pacified it and put it to sleep the other day. That amused me.

Magnagora council chambers.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. An elegant chandelier of
antique silver is gracefully suspended from the ceiling. A black marble throne
accented with dragons darkens the room here. Bolted to the floor is a secure
black safe. Sea'iqa, the midnight wyvern is here, crooning softly. Telrath
d'Murani, Bloodstone Mage is here, shrouded. He wields a twisted staff in his
left hand and a large darksteel round shield in his right. Specialist in
Survival Zalana Feyranti is here, sprawled on the floor. She wields a bladed
scimitar resembling flame in each hand. Marquis Nokraenom d'Erlette is here,
sprawled on the floor. He wields a large darksteel round shield in his left hand
and a long dagger in his right. Ur'Warlord Daevos, the Dragon of Midnight sits
regally upon a dragon throne, eyes brimming with confidence. He wields a vicious
katana in his left hand. High Priestess of the Damned, Nymerya d'Erlette, the
Benighted is here. She wields a golden paintbrush in her left hand. Ur'Monster
Kalas Ixion is here, shrouded. He wields a exquisitely crafted draconic
broadsword in each hand. Accursed Torak, The Fist of Luciphage is here, sprawled
on the floor. He wields a tower shield in his left hand. Apprentice of Earth,
Jelek is here, sprawled on the floor. Trooper Cethyr De'Unnero is here, sprawled
on the floor. Wrathful Prophet Ashar, ays Lyreth ey Marythen is here. Veonira
d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here. She wields an iron shield in her left hand
and a twisted staff in her right. Ixchilgal, the Many is here. He wields a
twisted staff in his left hand and a blackened tower shield with a serrated-edge
in his right.
You see a single exit leading down (closed door).

(The Iron Council): Ixion says, "The truth comes out."

(The Iron Council): Daevos says, "Oh really?"

(The Iron Council): Ixion says, "Daevos just wants to sit high and mighty on the throne while we watch, hah."

(The Iron Council): Daevos says, "Thought it would be a nice touch."

(The Iron Council): Daevos says, "Never used it before during a meeting."

(The Iron Council): Ashar says, "He's got a point, Daev. Not everybody's sitting pretty, as they say."

(The Iron Council): Daevos says, "Suffer."

You allow an infinitesimally small mote of cosmic fire to manifest and direct it
at a stainless steel goat. Cosmic fire blasts forth, dissolving his flesh in a
sparkling current of energy.
The blade shears through a stainless steel goat's body, coming clean through the
other side with a strangely quiet swish. He appears momentarily surprised,
before his eyes glaze over in death and he collapses to the ground.
You have slain a stainless steel goat.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a stainless steel goat.

You say to Trader Bob, "Your prices suck."

Athana gives Trader Bob the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.
Trader Bob raises an eyebrow questioningly.

You say to Trader Bob, "Die."

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him with a light
wound.

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him with a light
wound.

Athana points her staff at Trader Bob and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.
Athana has scored a CRITICAL hit!

Trader Bob balls up his fist and punches Athana in the nose.

Trader Bob twists his torso and sends a roundhouse kick towards Athana.
He connects!

Athana takes a drink from an onyx vial.

Trader Bob pumps out at Athana with a powerful side kick.
He connects to the torso!

You have recovered balance on your right arm.

You have recovered balance on your left arm.

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him, leaving a
messy gash.
You have scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit!

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him, leaving a
messy gash.

Trader Bob balls up one fist and hammerfists you.
He connects to your leg!

You take a drink from a bloodstone vial.
The potion heals and soothes you.

Last Chance Trading Post.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. The
small store has only a small stock of supplies, though all indispensable to the
typical adventurer. Dried meats hang from hooks, clothing is on racks, and a
variety of alchemical potions and unguents are displayed behind glass shelves.
The hardwood floor is well swept and the shop itself shows sign of frequent
stops from the pilgrims who venture up Avechna's Peak. Trader Bob stands here
with his hands on his hips. A taint wyrm is coiled on the ground here, spoiling
the air with its corrosive stench. Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone
is here, shrouded. She wields a magic spatula in her left hand and a twisted
staff in her right. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the
command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading out (open door).

Trader Bob pumps out at you with a powerful side kick.
He connects to the torso!

Athana points her staff at Trader Bob and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.
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"bob458" Trader Bob
"wyrm56162" a taint wyrm
Number of objects: 2

Trader Bob mutters and traces a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that remains
hovering before him.

You have recovered balance on your right arm.

You have recovered balance on your left arm.

You bleed 38 health.

Trader Bob unleashes a powerful jab with his palm towards Athana.
He connects to the torso!

You whip a blackened platinum rapier through the air in front of Trader Bob, to
no effect.

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him, opening up
deep lacerations.

Athana takes a drink from an onyx vial.

Trader Bob twists his torso and sends a roundhouse kick towards you.
He connects!

You have recovered balance on your right arm.

You swing a blackened platinum rapier at Trader Bob. You cut him, opening up
deep lacerations.
You have scored a CRITICAL hit!
The blade shears through Trader Bob's body, coming clean through the other side
with a strangely quiet swish. He appears momentarily surprised, before his eyes
glaze over in death and he collapses to the ground.
You have slain Trader Bob.
A large pile of sovereigns spill from the corpse.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of Trader Bob.


***** LATER *****
Trader Bob tells you, "You're slacking, lad. Perhaps you should consider buying
my products. I use them meself."

You say, "To bob you are talented to speak while a corpse."

The corners of Athana's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

You say, "And I have bought from you before Mr Bob. Your prices are horrible."

Trader Bob tells you, "Strange, I feel well and whole. Proof my products are
superior!"

You say, "Time to pay bob a visit."

Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone says, "I bet Celest regret enemying
you now."

Last Chance Trading Post.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky.
Trader Bob stands here with his hands on his hips. A taint wyrm is coiled on the
ground here, spoiling the air with its corrosive stench. You see a sign here
instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading out (open door).

Athana tugs her chin thoughtfully.

(Market): Diamante says, "Seeking an enchanter who can enchant cubes."

You say to Trader Bob, "Uh-huh."

Last Chance Trading Post.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. The
small store has only a small stock of supplies, though all indispensable to the
typical adventurer. Dried meats hang from hooks, clothing is on racks, and a
variety of alchemical potions and unguents are displayed behind glass shelves.
The hardwood floor is well swept and the shop itself shows sign of frequent
stops from the pilgrims who venture up Avechna's Peak. Trader Bob stands here
with his hands on his hips. A taint wyrm is coiled on the ground here, spoiling
the air with its corrosive stench. Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone
is here, shrouded. She wields a magic spatula in her left hand and a twisted
staff in her right. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the
command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading out (open door).

Trader Bob pops open a flask, and takes a drink of a pale pink liquid.

Trader Bob says, "Here to try again, lad?"

Athana puts her hands on her hips and goes "Hmmm!"

Athana creates a sparkling cloud and then molds it until it appears exactly like
you.

You say to Trader Bob, "Even back when I was a novice your prices made even a
rich novice grimace."

Trader Bob looks exhausted and opens his mouth in an enormous yawn.


Trader Bob exclaims, "Superior products, superior prices!"

You say, "Superior, meaning rip off?"

You say, "You are a smart lad."

Trader Bob exclaims, "Hardly, laddy!"

You say, "Yes, let me sell half filled vials for more than what others charge
for a 60 sip one."

Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone says, "Plus your vials only last 40
months."

Trader Bob says, "Odd, considering I am a human."

Trader Bob scratches his head in confusion.

Athana's eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "I could honestly care less about ripping me off. But when you mess
with my novices the swords will fly, Trader."

Trader Bob says, "Perhaps you should try harder, then, as I'm still here."

Trader Bob exclaims, "Proof that my products are the best!"

Athana tells you, "Hmm he's a supernal in disguise!"

You tell Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone, "Heh no."

Trader Bob waggles his eyebrows suggestively at Athana.

You say, "Ok that's enough of that."

Athana raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Trader Bob says, "Perhaps the lass would prefer a better man?"

Trader Bob nudges Athana suggestively.

You cackle hellishly.

Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone says, "No, thank you."

You say, "There you have it."

You say, "It appears you are a much lesser one."

Trader Bob says, "Hymph. I would have even given ye a discount, lass."

You tell Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone, "Im pretty sure he's been
empowered though, like when korath was."

Athana tells you, "Ya."

Trader Bob says, "Says the man who can hardly keep me down?"

Trader Bob utters a deep, rumbling laugh at you.

Athana's eyes twinkle enchantingly.

You say, "Keep you down? I wonder how much gold I've made off of you over the
years, little one."

Trader Bob strikes a pose.

Trader Bob struts proudly about the room.

You say, "And my Lords thank you for you pitiful essence."

You say, "Your, too."

Trader Bob says, "Then by all means, why are you simply talking?"

You say to Athana, "I'm suprised he is even worth more than a headless corpse."

You chuckle long and heartily.

Trader Bob says, "Inferior swords, I'd wager."

Trader Bob reclines casually, leaning against the wall.

Trader Bob says, "Well?"

You say to Trader Bob, "My actions have been shown through years of your
repeated death. One day Clotho will get it right to end your thread. That is not
my decision. However, it is my decision to keep sending you to him."

You say, "Enjoy ignorance, little one."

**** LEFT ***
(Bellator Societas): Athana says, "Dia go kill bob."

You tell Marquessa Athana Saitama, Sorceress of Stone, "This is gonna be FUNNY."

Athana tells you, "*grin*."

Warden Diamante, of the Lunar Veradin yells, "Get to your shop!"

(Bellator Societas): Diamante says, "He's hiding at avenger the bastard."

(Bellator Societas): Diamante says, "Yrael go rob his shop."

*** LATER ***
(Bellator Societas): Marcalo says, "Zomg arrpee! quick we must go!"

Wargames with Vira

Viravain raises Her hand in greeting and says "Hi!"
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Clouds of sulfurous fumes rise up from the bowels of the earth.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
5582h, 3905m, 9339e, 10p eSxk<>-
Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Viravain points at you and utters a string of terrible sounds, which leech away
your mental reserves.
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Eyes flashing with anger, Viravain points a finger imperiously at you and utters
a series of guttural croaks. A strange thrumming fills your stomach, and you
watch in horror as warts break out over your skin which then turns green and
slimy. The world seems to suddenly become much larger...or are you becoming
smaller? Hmm, why do you have a sudden craving for flies?
You become visible once more.
You come back into focus as the blur illusion vanishes.
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You are a toad! The only thing you can do is move and ribbit.
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You are a toad! The only thing you can do is move and ribbit.
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You are a toad! The only thing you can do is move and ribbit.
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Must be nice not having to wait for balance

Must be nice to have more then a thousand health even as a toad.

(Ur'guard): You say, "I used to kill all the aslarans all the time."
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Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith bows to Ooparu - the lesson in Elementalism is
over.
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(Ur'guard): Ildaudid says, "Hehe surtami gives good gold for those krokanis
sometimes she lets me raid her snatch."
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(Ur'guard): Ildaudid says, "Oops haha stash."