Tervic: HAAADO GEEIIIIII FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

You move about quickly and lose a black direwolf.

You have recovered balance on all limbs.


A shadowlord widowrider shares a warrior's nod with you.
Under a dark root.
Suspended from the large black root hangs a large black cauldron. An enormous
black crow flies here with gigantic wings spread. Dressed in liquid shadows,
Rowena Nightshade stands here regally poised. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A
wiccan broom floats here, vibrating with energy.
You see exits leading north and east.
voicethrow hello Liselle

You say, "Hello Liselle."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Hello Liselle."
voicethrow How're you today?

You say, "How're you today?"
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "How're you today?"
glance u

You realise that there is nothing upwards for you to glance at!

Your declaration of intent to bear arms against Raflein has expired.

Tiny munching sounds drift up from the earth as a small shrubbery is sucked into
the ground.
u

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn is here. She wields a
golden sickle in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading north.

(Glomdoring): Grantaire says, "I'm a terrible fighter. Is anybody up for a spar,
in the interest of rectifying this situation?"
touch nexus

You reach out and touch the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The power of the nexus is at 1504034.
d

A dark nighthag turns her gaze to watch you leave.
Under a dark root.
Suspended from the large black root hangs a large black cauldron. An enormous
black crow flies here with gigantic wings spread. Dressed in liquid shadows,
Rowena Nightshade stands here regally poised. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A
wiccan broom floats here, vibrating with energy.
You see exits leading north and east.
u

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn is here. She wields a
golden sickle in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading north.
n

A shadowlord widowrider says, "Be ready always, Richter."
Putrefied glen.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Casting
darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground, chilling the
air. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A mature rowan tree stands proudly here. The
body of a dead large wood weevil lies here. The body of a lumbering red weevil
lies here.
You see exits leading southeast, south, and southwest.
voicethrow I've got a task for you, Liselle

You say, "I've got a task for you, Liselle."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "I've got a task for
you, Liselle."

Your declaration of intent to bear arms against Flarya has expired.

Luccian arrives from the south.

Luccian leaves to the southwest.
glance s

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn is here. She wields a
golden sickle in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading north.

You have recovered equilibrium.

Your declaration of intent to bear arms against Naminey has expired.

A large shadow flits across the edge of your vision for a bare instant,
vanishing between the trees.

A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey.

You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "What a time to
daydream."
voicethrow ahem

You say, "Ahem."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Ahem."

Sunlight bellows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic
sun's luminous presence as he climbs higher into the sky.
voicethrow quite finised, I assume?

You say, "Quite finised, I assume?"
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Quite finised, I
assume?"

(Market): Yuniko says, "Seeking credits at a lower price."
voicethrow now, about that task

You say, "Now, about that task."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Now, about that task."
voicethrow I'm going to need some cookies

You say, "I'm going to need some cookies."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "I'm going to need some
cookies."
voicethrow some damn good ones, because I've not had cookies in a long time

You say, "Some damn good ones, because I've not had cookies in a long time."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Some damn good ones,
because I've not had cookies in a long time."
voicethrow some nice ones, with raisins, or maybe some oats

You say, "Some nice ones, with raisins, or maybe some oats."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Some nice ones, with
raisins, or maybe some oats."
glance s

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Psalmist of Dark Harmony, Grevlyne Moonbane is here. She
wields a worn lute in her left hand and a magic tome in her right. Liselle is
grumbling to herself slightly. She wields a golden sickle in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading north.

You have recovered equilibrium.




The sound of wings flapping heralds a screeching murder of crows flying
overhead.

You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "I'll see what I can
do."
voicethrow grevlyne can help!

You say, "Grevlyne can help!"
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Grevlyne can help!"

You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Grevlyne says, "Pardon, Master
Stormcrow?"
voicethrow that's right. Cookies. Of the tasty variety

You say, "That's right. Cookies. Of the tasty variety."
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "That's right. Cookies.
Of the tasty variety."

A starving deer enters cautiously from the southwest.

A starving deer dashes out to the southeast.

The cloud cover clears, and sun fills the skies.

You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "I'll see what I can
do."

Yseult arrives from the southwest.

You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Grevlyne says, "Eh... right."

Yseult leaves to the south.
glance s

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Wyrm Yseult, Ward of the Wyrd is here. She wields a massive
marble battleaxe in her left hand. Psalmist of Dark Harmony, Grevlyne Moonbane
is here. She wields a worn lute in her left hand and a magic tome in her right.
You see a single exit leading north.

You have recovered equilibrium.



voicethrow Yseult! Cookies!

You say, "Yseult! Cookies!"
You throw your voice, impersonating Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Yseult! Cookies!"

The bright sun shines down upon you.

s

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its lifegiving warmth. Brennan
Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An
animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull.
An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its
skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle
around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a
wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here,
pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 8 shadowlord widowriders
here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground,
chilling the air. There are 10 dark nighthags here. There are 2 enormous black
crows here. There are 2 black direwolves here. A giant bat hangs here, wings
folded about its body and one beady eye open. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground. A green eyelash viper is slithering about
here. Mushrooms are growing here in a perfect circle. A mature blackthorn tree
stands proudly here. Wyrm Yseult, Ward of the Wyrd is here. She wields a massive
marble battleaxe in her left hand. Psalmist of Dark Harmony, Grevlyne Moonbane
is here. She wields a worn lute in her left hand and a magic tome in her right.
You see a single exit leading north.
A shadowlord widowrider salutes you from his mount.
A dark nighthag turns her gaze to you momentarily.
off

You doff a mercenary greathelm cordially.
impersonate nobody

You cease all your impersonation.
say what's everyone up to?

You say, "What's everyone up to?"
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "What's everyone up to?"

Grevlyne murmurs softly to herself.

Psalmist of Dark Harmony, Grevlyne Moonbane says to you, "Master Stormcrow wants
cookies, it seems."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Grevlyne says, "Master Stormcrow wants
cookies, it seems."
say really?

You say, "Really?"
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Really?"

Psalmist of Dark Harmony, Grevlyne Moonbane says to you, "He said it himself."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Grevlyne says, "He said it himself."
say should probably get him some, he's cranky without his grub

You say, "Should probably get him some, he's cranky without his grub."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Should probably get him
some, he's cranky without his grub."

Sparkling motes of bright light surround the Master Ravenwood Tree.

Liselle arrives from the down.
A dark nighthag nods her head at Liselle.
A shadowlord widowrider nods his head at Liselle.

Brennan Stormcrow bows respectfully to Liselle.

Sparkling motes of bright light surround the Master Ravenwood Tree.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "I bring cookies."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "I bring cookies."
impersonate brennan

You begin to impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.

Sparkling motes of bright light surround the Master Ravenwood Tree.

Liselle gives a tasty pecan cookie to Brennan Stormcrow.
Brennan Stormcrow says, "What good would this do Crow?"
Brennan Stormcrow hands a tasty pecan cookie back to Liselle.

Grantaire steps out of the Master Ravenwood Tree, trailing sparkling motes of
light.
say fantastic!

You say, "Fantastic!"
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Fantastic!"

Liselle gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

The bright sun shines down upon you.


Wyrm Yseult, Ward of the Wyrd says, "Oh my."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Yseult says, "Oh my."

Luccian steps out of the Master Ravenwood Tree, trailing sparkling motes of
light.
A shadowlord widowrider nods his head at Luccian.

Brennan Stormcrow bows respectfully to Luccian.
say it won't do crow any good, but I like them!

You say, "It won't do crow any good, but I like them!"
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "It won't do crow any
good, but I like them!"

Yseult gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Luccian leaves to the down.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "The tasty pecan or the spider shaped
one, Master Stormcrow?"
Brennan Stormcrow exclaims, "Crow! Mighty Crow! Glorious Crow!"
Brennan Stormcrow grovels in the dirt.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "The tasty pecan or the
spider shaped one, Master Stormcrow?"
say pfft, spiders, always

You say, "Pfft, spiders, always."
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Pfft, spiders, always."

Liselle gives a spindly legged spider shaped cookie to Brennan Stormcrow.
Brennan Stormcrow says, "What good would this do Crow?"
Brennan Stormcrow hands a spindly legged spider shaped cookie back to Liselle.
say well, it's the thought that counts!

You say, "Well, it's the thought that counts!"
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Well, it's the thought
that counts!"

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "You really need to stop giving it back
to me if you want it."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "You really need to stop
giving it back to me if you want it."
twiddle

You twiddle your thumbs.
impersonate nobody

You cease all your impersonation.

The bright sun shines down upon you.
outr horehound
eat horehound

You remove 1 horehound, bringing the total in the Rift to 857.

You eat a horehound blossom.

say sounds like a crazy one!

You say, "Sounds like a crazy one!"
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Sounds like a crazy
one!"

You may eat or smoke another herb.
impersonate brennan

You begin to impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.

(The Commune of Zorana): Shishi says, "Hello everyone."

Wyrm Yseult, Ward of the Wyrd says to Liselle, "I'm sure he doesn't want to seem
too greedy."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Yseult says, "I'm sure he doesn't want
to seem too greedy."

Penumbra Grantaire, Servant of Binding twiddles Richter's thumbs.

Grantaire shrugs helplessly.

Liselle nods her head emphatically.

Grantaire leaves to the down.
A shadowlord widowrider moves his giant black widow to allow Grantaire to leave.
A dark nighthag inclines her head slightly as Grantaire leaves.
say should, er... offer it to the Ravenwood. Mighty Ravenwood!

You say, "Should, er... offer it to the Ravenwood. Mighty Ravenwood!"
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Should, er... offer it
to the Ravenwood. Mighty Ravenwood!"

The sun reaches the zenith of the firmament, pausing in his quest to allow the
land to bask in his shining golden rays.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn smiles and says, "I should have thought of
that!"
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "I should have thought
of that!"

Liselle puts a tasty pecan cookie into the Master Ravenwood Tree.
A tasty pecan cookie vanishes within the shadows of the gaping knothole in the
trunk of the Master Ravenwood Tree.

Liselle puts a spindly legged spider shaped cookie into the Master Ravenwood
Tree.
A spindly legged spider shaped cookie vanishes within the shadows of the gaping
knothole in the trunk of the Master Ravenwood Tree.
say excellent! The power of the Master Ravenwood grows!

You say, "Excellent! The power of the Master Ravenwood grows!"
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Excellent! The power of
the Master Ravenwood grows!"

Liselle nods her head sagely.

Yseult giggles happily.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "On cookies."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "On cookies."
say yes, well. I think I'm going back to sleep. Thanks for the cookies

You say, "Yes, well. I think I'm going back to sleep. Thanks for the cookies."
You impersonate Brennan Stormcrow.
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Yes, well. I think I'm
going back to sleep. Thanks for the cookies."
impersonate nobody

You cease all your impersonation.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "You're welcome, Master."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "You're welcome,
Master."

Liselle performs a graceful curtsey.

Grevlyne peers about herself unscrupulously.

Yseult shakes her head.

Grevlyne makes a short, vexed sound.
impersonate nobody

You are currently not impersonating anyone.
say well that was fun

You say, "Well that was fun."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Richter says, "Well that was fun."

Liselle gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Druidess Liselle of the Blackthorn says, "I certainly was surprised when he
asked me for them."
You hear through a black direwolf's ears: Liselle says, "I certainly was
surprised when he asked me for them."

Archmage Kalas Reiha shouts, "Oh Noola, dearest, when will you finally leave
that fancy water closet you call Celest? Come home to your true parents in
Magnagora!"
2520h, 3060m, 2880e, 10p ex-

Nonpareil, Forren Glacielle, Vindicator of Light's voice reverberates, "She
stays in the Light, Reiha. Now leave her."
2520h, 3060m, 2880e, 10p ex-

Midnight Black Rose Yuniko d'Valeros, the Mystic echoes, "Come where you are
truly cared for."
2520h, 3060m, 2880e, 10p ex-

Midnight Black Rose Yuniko d'Valeros, the Mystic echoes, "Come to Magnagora!"

Laxinova tells you, "Im your real mother! ."

Everyone wants to adopt Noola!

Boom.

Celest's bards have such nicer attacks than Magnagora does.. we just make you explode.

Holy Guardian Yurika, the High Priestess shouts, "Victory is ours!"

Ephemeral Lord Thoros La'Saet shouts, "Glory to the Light!"

Lady Malicia La'Saet, Blade Inquisitor shouts, "Glory to the Light."

Raflein, Master of the Starhymn shouts, "Glory be to the Light!"

Laxinova Aristata shouts, "Glory be to the Light."

Scholar Gandal Aristata, Rider of the Waves shouts, "Glory be to the Light!"

Soll, Canticle of the Righteous shouts, "Nothing matters but the L--Wait a minute..."

That's our catchphrase!

Celest === Glom

They were sleeping in the same bed for a bit, it can't be helped if they start to emulate each other.