Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own says, "Nej should just come up one day and
go "Alright! All Serens to the Mother Tree--Glom is going DOWN!""


Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own says, "And then we'll all charge over and
stuff."


Kalas Dylara Mes'ard, Stag Attendant says, "And then the Mes'ards claim it, and
clean it."
Serenguard Rinaari Mes'ard, Kia's Own says, "Reeducate Viravain, pluck Crow..."

Rinaari's eyes fill with proud joy as she declaims, "Glory be to Mes'ardia!"
Dylara's eyes fill with battle rage as she screams out, "Glory be to Mes'ardia!"
You are filled with proud joy as you declaim, "Glory be to Mes'ardia!"

*snicker*

There was a real reason, I just like being cheeky too >.>

So, how long before the Kalas Horde adopts the new Viravain?

I would if I could!

(The Mes'ard Dynasty): Dylara says, "Oh, a Gehn. And yes Amavan, just because I
have horns does not make me a man!"
(The Mes'ard Dynasty): Dylara says, "And continuation to believe that will
result in impalement."

Oh well, I get to Gore him.

I hugged Her and didn't get zapped. Yet...

Although on the downside, Vira probably can identify two of me now.

A couple old quotes I found in my clipboard.

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(Bellator Societas): Forren says, "Holy Kalodan is online."

(Bellator Societas): Ildaudid (from the Aetherways) says, "Woot lets sex him up
forren quick grab a gay fae alt."

(Bellator Societas): Forren says, "..."

===

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Why are you guys up at 3 AM :/."

(Bellator Societas): Revan (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "It's 8pm here."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Up playing Lusternia no less."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "10 here."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Nejii is a
nightowl."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Oh yeah, he's a vampire right?"

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "He wakes up around
10 pm."

(Bellator Societas): Vix says, "No. He's French."

(Bellator Societas): Lisarel says, "He plays at Asia timing."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Stfu Vix."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Heh."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "What Lis said."

(Bellator Societas): You say, "Why?"

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Night."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Vampire."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Hmm."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Night > day."

(Bellator Societas): Lisarel says, "And yes he's a frenchy shedding vampric
fox?"

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "I was going to do more than one > to (die)
emphasise it but Nexus tried to put it on a new line."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Much darker and comfier at night."

(Bellator Societas): Vix says, "Maybe he's not a vampire but a werewolf....
werefox."

(Bellator Societas): Lisarel says, "Hmmm werefox."

(Bellator Societas): Lisarel says, "Anyone has silver bullets?"

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Need a wooden
stake."

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Oh, werefox."

(Bellator Societas): Lisarel says, "But if he's a vampric werefox?"

(Bellator Societas): Daevos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Silver works."

(Bellator Societas): Ferlas says, "Wow guess what I washed but still works."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "Werefoxes are immune to silver."

(Bellator Societas): Nejii says, "What we really hate is french onions."

===

After she was flung from Glom to the Inner Sea by Viravain:

(Celest): Aylita says, "Holy sh-."

(Celest): Aylita says, "My clothes are all wet!"

(Celest): Aylita says, "I'm drowning too."

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CELESTINES NEWS #371
Date: 11/30/2006 at 21:05
From: Father Talkan, High Priest of Methrenton
To : Everyone
Subj: Outline of my Goals
My dear Celestines,
section hoa

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Dioni, in the year 163 CE.

CELESTINES NEWS #372
Date: 11/30/2006 at 21:05
From: Father Talkan, High Priest of Methrenton
To : Everyone
Subj: goals for the guild
My dear Celestines,
nstat
troff
quit

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Dioni, in the year 163 CE.

CELESTINES NEWS #373
Date: 11/30/2006 at 21:08
From: Father Talkan, High Priest of Methrenton
To : Everyone
Subj: goals for the guild
My dear Celestines,
First, let me apologize for the previous two writings. Scribes and all
that...

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Message #2999 Sent by: (system)
11/25 13:46 "You have been appointed to the position of He who was pwnt by
beggars of the Bellator Societas."

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Message #3006 Sent by: Malarious
11/27 03:26 "((OOC: *ROFLMAO* dont feel bad about the beggars.. i once hit one
instead of giving it soup.. had 15 beggars hitting me while following...))

Charune stole Estarra's whip

How in the world?

Estarra, you need some grippin' runes on that bad boy

*big argument between Charune and Viravain in shouts*

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain, Child of the Wyrd as Her voice carries on the winds, "I'm sowwy if wittle Viravain didn't wiv up to Your expectations, Chawune. I weally twied to."

The firmament reverberates as the voice of Charune, the Lord of the Hunt resounds, "No, the sad part is You did live up to My expectations."

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain, Child of the Wyrd as Her voice carries on the winds, "But I just don't have it in Me to listen to Serenwilde's lies any longer."

The sonorous, multi-toned voice of Elostian emanates from the air around you, "I will never understand why those of low intelligence always insist on having the last word."

*silence*

It was funny timing. I bet they agreed to stop there, just to fulfill the comedy.

The firmament reverberates as the voice of Charune, the Lord of the Hunt
resounds, "I made no claims of Glomdoring. I said You. Glomdoring is a forest
of mortals willing to get by with whatever mortal means they can. It is Your
actions and lies I am commenting on."
Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the
soft, feathery voice of Viravain, Child of the Wyrd as Her voice carries on the
winds, "I'm sowwy if wittle Viravain didn't wiv up to Your expectations,
Chawune. I weally twied to."
The firmament reverberates as the voice of Charune, the Lord of the Hunt
resounds, "No, the sad part is You did live up to My expectations."
Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the
soft, feathery voice of Viravain, Child of the Wyrd as Her voice carries on the
winds, "But I just don't have it in Me to listen to Serenwilde's lies any
longer."
The sonorous, multi-toned voice of Elostian emanates from the air around you,
"I will never understand why those of low intelligence always insist on having the last word."

...

(Serenwilde): Charune says, "I think I will let Elostian have the last word at
this point."

Yours missed the relevant last bit.

Would weeeee do something like that?

Never! We would never do something like that on purpose...

(Market): Calder says, "Seeking a tracker capable of beheading."

You tell Seeker of the Moon, Calder, "Planning on killing somebody?"

Calder tells you, "Already have."

You tell Seeker of the Moon, Calder, "Good boy!"


Novices and their viscousness

At least you two were quiet after that, which fulfilled the point of that statement. It was a win win situation for me, either you "tried to be smart" and stopped your shouting match, or you continued and made yourself look stupid.

Ah, sweet sweet silence.

(Also keep the following in mind; proving that your forest is cooler than the other's forest isn't done by shouting louder than the opposing god)

GO Serenwilde!

Still haven't got a custom shout message? (Or is that your custom shout message?)

I like Viravain's excessively long one though.