They can fill other threads, in fact.

(How many bad puns can you come up with using the word 'horny'?)

Now I have to run through the temple looking for hidden closets.

Ohhhhh are we going to have bloodletting, heart consumption, and human sacrifice at your temple!!!!

Can we put a ball court at the bottem, and watch people play, then watch the winners feats on the hearts of the losing team too!!!*





*This is an unconfirmed archaeological/historical myth, despite me using it as part of this joke does not make it true, so please stop spreading the whole 'they killed the other team, and ate their hearts' myth... thank you.

To many in the Havens to count... they involve saddles, mounting, riding, floppy anatomy, horns/horny. You name it, the other Elders have covered it...

or uncovered it, as it were?

Running in terror, quick glances behind you are all that reveal a predatory,
gigantic yellow duck.




Okay so it's astral insanity but it made me think of the Celestian duck pond.

It would be awesome if, after a suitably long time on Astral, you actually believed this stuff enough that you would take psychic damage from predatory duck attacks.

Actually, the Gaudiguch pyramid are likely based off the Illuminatus Trilogy, and the Illuminati's pyramids there. Which means Charune is not a closet Gaudi, but in fact a puppet controlled by the 'People's Army for the Liberation of Kethuru Front', which we all know were the ones behind Emperor Landanite, Project Hope, Gaudigoch, Project Soulforge, Morgfyre, overpowered skills, and the Man-in-the-Moon. Their plans are nearly complete, the end is at hand!

Astral insanity is hilarious when it fits together right

... don't kill me, Ialie!


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Ialie fingers lovingly your shoulder.
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Ialie's eyes fill with tears and her lower lip protrudes endearingly as she says
in a small, sulky voice, "Nobody loves me any more."
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Scrunching up her face, Ialie clenches a fist and scream, "BOOYAH!"
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Ialie twists her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
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Translation: "Noone loves me, but at least I have myself. Booyah!"

Bellator Societas): Murphy says, "Miss all you."

How... "cute"

Murphy's transformation to snuggly-boy is underway.

So waiting for Arena to time out, and fun with rebounding!

You execute the Faith maneuver: HACK DOWN YINI.
With a heavy overhand stroke, you slam an antler adorned greatsword down upon Yini, but your swing hits her powerful aura and rebounds back into you. Nementh hacks your neck, and blood fountains out in a thick spray.
The blade shears through your body before coming clean through the other side with a strangely quiet swish, momentarily surprising you with its force, before you feel distinctly unwell and collapse to the ground.
You have been slain by Nementh.


Deathsight: Himself has been slain by Nementh

Wow, depressing.

You launch yourself at Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own with a roar.

You leap out from your hiding place and pounce upon Rinaari.
"Tentaclessss!" you hiss, sinuously waving your arms at Rinaari.

"Eep!", Rinaari screams in fright.

Rinaari becomes overwhelmed by it all and faints.

Rinaari twitches spasmodically.

Rinaari peers at you unscrupulously.

You raise your hand to your mouth and titter girlishly.

Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own sticks out her tongue and says to you, "I'm so telling Orti about your tentacle fetish."

Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own says to you, "Poor boy can't possibly compete."

You smile your sweetest, most innocent smile.

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

Rinaari tickles you mercilessly!

Aetherspace is wonderful, little jab at me, little jab at Rina, and little jab at the inactive one.

(Market): You say, "Seeking a wife, paying for dates."


On the upper deck of the Pool of Stars.
A golden light flows outward from a shield shrine of Terentia nearby. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A statue of Veshkal stands here, memorializing his noble spirit.
You see exits leading north, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest, down (open door), and in.


Scholar of the Low Tide, Noola Tanestra, Songchild says, "It's the suspense."

Yurika shakes her head.

Fionn rolls on the floor, laughing.

(Market): Nake says, "Oh my, Forren."

White Priestess Yurika, the Holy Spark says to you, "Sad."

Asin nods her head at Noola.

(Market): Narrath says, "Selling Eruttu send tells."

Stagar tells you, "Me me?"

Doman tells you, "..."

Kyrog pats you in a friendly manner.

Reiha tells you, "...."

Jonolas arrives from the northwest.

Asin rolls on the floor in front of you, laughing.

Doman tells you, "So...tempted...to laugh at you."

Reiha tells you, "I hope you were dominated into saying that."

Cathiel tells you, "-curious-."

(Market): Rinov says, "Wow..."

Laxinova pats you in a friendly manner.

Hraddon tells you, "Lol."

Doman tells you, "I know damn well you can get a girl on your own."

Hraddon tells you, "Good luck in finding one."

Jonolas, Aqua Spout says, "Sup ya'll."

Squire Asin Dekoven of the Armies of Light says, "A bit desperate aren't we?"

Reiha tells you, "And by dominate, I mean the telepathic kind."

You tell Archmage Reiha Tredia, "You'd think."

Asin flashes Jonolas a joyous smile.

Squire Asin Dekoven of the Armies of Light says, "Nothing much."

Aqua Adept, Kyrog Le'Furie says, "I want to know how many tells he got.."

Kyrog nods his head sagely.

You say, "Too many."

Asin grins mischievously at you.

Karrah arrives from the north.

Karrah leaves to the up.

Aqua Adept, Kyrog Le'Furie says, "Thought so."

Squire Asin Dekoven of the Armies of Light says, "Did you really."

Asin rolls on the floor, laughing.

Noola grins mischievously at you.

Semi-Serious Shaeden Falathrim, Student of the Red Tide shouts, "Gooooo Noola!"

Kalas Ildaudid shouts, "Yeah Noola, gooooo to Magnagora."

The screeching of a crow echoes through the dark woods, sounding almost like harsh laughter.

Crow thinks you're funny, Ildaudid.

Yeah, crow and crow alone

Woo, I'll add some money to that pool. Grandchildren, go!

Le gasp.

Eh? What kind of skill is that?