I'm buying them for others just to increase the pot for people. 
Attai!!QUOTE(Veonira @ Aug 17 2007, 08:51 PM) 434431
Also I love Rattusk's latest published book on Nosfydra.
Thanks!
We need a rat smiley.
Rave of raves ready in.... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1:
The raving maddwarf struck again... and I was his latest victim:
As I stood there alone in the seclusion of my private cabin in the mountains, my feet twiddling against the wet soil enjoying the feel of the mud between my toes…
Out of the corner of my eyes I suddenly detected blackness upon blackness, a shadow totally and completely silent. Deep within me I knew who he was; countless of legends had been erected around him. In anxiety I stood motionless my mind racing with countless of thoughts of whether he was going to strike a fell swipe upon me or claim my inexistent soul. Cold sweat poured down my back as fear and anticipation took a hold of me, my mouth fell agape but where I could’ve said plenty nothing came out, not even the slightest of whimpers. Then it came:
His hands slowly reached to the facial wilderness of his beard, his slow creeping hands hiding the guile of his intent. Was he going for his soul devouring hammer? As I stood there transfixed by his beady little eyes and their piercing gaze, awaiting my fate, he spoke to me in the most discordant of voices…:
“Special people like you deserve special things in these special days! Nyahahaha…â€
And in less time one could blink, from his wilderness he procured a package of black and silver, so proper for a funeral I thought: my very own. Just as fast he handed it to my petrified arms and just as he came… he banished.
With his presence gone my spirit did not return, but movement did not falter as it crawled in as I stood there with uncertainty at the palm of my hands, what kind of Pandora’s Box was in my possession? Oh what sinister object was hidden and wrapped in such luxurious of packages? Could it be my very own still beating heart? Someone’s decapitated head? Could it be a dead or living cat? What trick or devilry lied within its confines? Where prudence urged: drop it, run, and forget it; curiosity weighed in even harder: go on, take a peek, see what treasure is inside, and unravel the mystery set before you… you know you want to.
My hand slowly and hesitantly moved towards the bow, picturing it as a snake wrapped and who wished to be undisturbed. Hesitation came to me, but my hands had taken a life of their own betraying me and relegating myself to nothing more than a spectator in very own body.
Slowly as my hands came through the motions the bow came undone and with it my valor… the top sailed to the ground, whisked by raging winds which drowned a squeal pried from my very mouth. Just as the top was about to hit the ground, I snapped my head to the side with eyes wide shut ( ). But yet again, perfidious curiosity took the best of me and pressed on: Please kill me! See into the package, the worst part is already done and it is now wide open. Look. With tremors shaking the very foundation of my being, a stream of sweat pouring through my head, whimpering I turned my gaze into the dreaded box. My mouth opened wide ready to assail the silence of the dark with a scream, but it too turned to silence as I realized what was there… nothing more but a pocket belt, to such was reduced my greatest nightmare.
Fear turned into euphoria as I laughed into madness, grasping the pocket belt with my long and snaky fingers. Relief conquered me. Then for no reason despair took its place as I stood there all alone and realized:
Oh, to would’ve gone through the agony sooner. Oh, to would’ve driven such drunken dwarf into a comatose state thanks to the power of weed and to have pillaged and plundered his defenseless body… Oh, such an opportunity missed!
But I know that such beast read my heart and it is in his nature to drive me into total madness, stalking, jumping when the least expected, but next time I shall be ready and waiting…
Ironbeard, this time, I’m coming for you!
The raving maddwarf struck again... and I was his latest victim:
As I stood there alone in the seclusion of my private cabin in the mountains, my feet twiddling against the wet soil enjoying the feel of the mud between my toes…
Out of the corner of my eyes I suddenly detected blackness upon blackness, a shadow totally and completely silent. Deep within me I knew who he was; countless of legends had been erected around him. In anxiety I stood motionless my mind racing with countless of thoughts of whether he was going to strike a fell swipe upon me or claim my inexistent soul. Cold sweat poured down my back as fear and anticipation took a hold of me, my mouth fell agape but where I could’ve said plenty nothing came out, not even the slightest of whimpers. Then it came:
His hands slowly reached to the facial wilderness of his beard, his slow creeping hands hiding the guile of his intent. Was he going for his soul devouring hammer? As I stood there transfixed by his beady little eyes and their piercing gaze, awaiting my fate, he spoke to me in the most discordant of voices…:
“Special people like you deserve special things in these special days! Nyahahaha…â€
And in less time one could blink, from his wilderness he procured a package of black and silver, so proper for a funeral I thought: my very own. Just as fast he handed it to my petrified arms and just as he came… he banished.
With his presence gone my spirit did not return, but movement did not falter as it crawled in as I stood there with uncertainty at the palm of my hands, what kind of Pandora’s Box was in my possession? Oh what sinister object was hidden and wrapped in such luxurious of packages? Could it be my very own still beating heart? Someone’s decapitated head? Could it be a dead or living cat? What trick or devilry lied within its confines? Where prudence urged: drop it, run, and forget it; curiosity weighed in even harder: go on, take a peek, see what treasure is inside, and unravel the mystery set before you… you know you want to.
My hand slowly and hesitantly moved towards the bow, picturing it as a snake wrapped and who wished to be undisturbed. Hesitation came to me, but my hands had taken a life of their own betraying me and relegating myself to nothing more than a spectator in very own body.
Slowly as my hands came through the motions the bow came undone and with it my valor… the top sailed to the ground, whisked by raging winds which drowned a squeal pried from my very mouth. Just as the top was about to hit the ground, I snapped my head to the side with eyes wide shut (
). But yet again, perfidious curiosity took the best of me and pressed on: Please kill me! See into the package, the worst part is already done and it is now wide open. Look. With tremors shaking the very foundation of my being, a stream of sweat pouring through my head, whimpering I turned my gaze into the dreaded box. My mouth opened wide ready to assail the silence of the dark with a scream, but it too turned to silence as I realized what was there… nothing more but a pocket belt, to such was reduced my greatest nightmare. Fear turned into euphoria as I laughed into madness, grasping the pocket belt with my long and snaky fingers. Relief conquered me. Then for no reason despair took its place as I stood there all alone and realized:
Oh, to would’ve gone through the agony sooner. Oh, to would’ve driven such drunken dwarf into a comatose state thanks to the power of weed and to have pillaged and plundered his defenseless body… Oh, such an opportunity missed!
But I know that such beast read my heart and it is in his nature to drive me into total madness, stalking, jumping when the least expected, but next time I shall be ready and waiting…
Ironbeard, this time, I’m coming for you!
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The rowdy notes of a drinking song, faint at first, then rising to the
undisputed intensity of a Dwarf On A Mission, herald the arrival of Ironbeard
the Magnanimous who casts his beam of a smile about himself as he arrives.
With a crooked grin, Ironbeard the Magnanimous gushes, "Because it's a special
time. A special celebration, Kharaen!"
Ironbeard the Magnanimous just gave you a black and silver present!
This box is wrapped in thick black paper that has a slick sheen on its surface.
A silver ribbon is tied around it, knotted in an elborate bow. Attached to the
ribbon is a small tag that says, 'If there be an artifact inside, be sure to
message Morgfyre with the item #, so that She can make sure they reset to you.'.
It has 6 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
A black and silver present is holding:
"vial156428" a commemorative iron vial
undisputed intensity of a Dwarf On A Mission, herald the arrival of Ironbeard
the Magnanimous who casts his beam of a smile about himself as he arrives.
With a crooked grin, Ironbeard the Magnanimous gushes, "Because it's a special
time. A special celebration, Kharaen!"
Ironbeard the Magnanimous just gave you a black and silver present!
This box is wrapped in thick black paper that has a slick sheen on its surface.
A silver ribbon is tied around it, knotted in an elborate bow. Attached to the
ribbon is a small tag that says, 'If there be an artifact inside, be sure to
message Morgfyre with the item #, so that She can make sure they reset to you.'.
It has 6 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
A black and silver present is holding:
"vial156428" a commemorative iron vial
Wheeee, finally and thank you
I have no idea why, but I got a divine favour from Morgfyre. I've been very inactive lately, so by the time I logged in, it was gone... but yay? 
Did he give out favours to everyone, or something?
Did he give out favours to everyone, or something? Shayle and the Shadowdancers. **********************************************************
Guildmember Rank Position GT GNT CGT
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Kiroun 1 On On Off
Jasmin 1 On On Off
Kaav NOV On On Off
Suoi 2 On On Off
Shan 6 Protector On On Off
Iorek 2 On On Off
Feonix 1 On On Off
Aalkranoth NOV On On Off
Placeus 1 On On Off
Shric 19 Security On On Off
Penna NOV On On Off
Jassy NOV On On Off
Wuylinfe * Administrator On On On
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There are 13 members on this plane and 1 on other planes.
omg, that's over a quarter of the current online city population (39)
Two, maybe three soon, new controversial novices. Gods, they drove me crazy and I was on the brink of snapping. But they played their roles out incredibly well and impressively coordinated with each other. I had trouble just trying to keep up O_o If those of you happen to read this, know that I think you're pretty cool, even though Wuy may say otherwise =P
Guildmember Rank Position GT GNT CGT
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kiroun 1 On On Off
Jasmin 1 On On Off
Kaav NOV On On Off
Suoi 2 On On Off
Shan 6 Protector On On Off
Iorek 2 On On Off
Feonix 1 On On Off
Aalkranoth NOV On On Off
Placeus 1 On On Off
Shric 19 Security On On Off
Penna NOV On On Off
Jassy NOV On On Off
Wuylinfe * Administrator On On On
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There are 13 members on this plane and 1 on other planes.
omg, that's over a quarter of the current online city population (39)
Two, maybe three soon, new controversial novices. Gods, they drove me crazy and I was on the brink of snapping. But they played their roles out incredibly well and impressively coordinated with each other. I had trouble just trying to keep up O_o If those of you happen to read this, know that I think you're pretty cool, even though Wuy may say otherwise =P
