I am totally stunned by how well all of this information fell together so far. The dreams, the little clues, the release of the new histories- just, cool.

Very well-coordinated!

I was wrong about this event.

The new area is aaaaawesome!

Estarra

HE'S BACKKKKK Finally!

No, he's not, because of the sheer hatred Lusternia showed him in the last few minutes.

...That is, unless we can change his mind.

No I'm not. I just suicided.

>.<

What happened?

Viravain, I see you reading this.

Frankly, I'm tired of having an unplayable character hanging around waiting for me. I think Verithrax lived a good long life and everyone needs to die some day.

But he was unplayable. Too many people hated him and in Lusternia you can easily die repeatedly because of someone's whim, especially when that someone has a family. I don't play the game to be verbally and "physically" abused.

I also don't play it to watch the admin continuously fail to improvise or be interesting. "Lol, maggoted you" doesn't make me want to stay. It doesn't create an interesting roleplay situation. Hell, if Viravain had come and *killed me with a single punch*, that would've been better - but no, it's the same old crap. Frankly, I miss Hajamin - He was cool, in an OOC sense, to people he wanted to punish IC. He created roleplay opportunities instead of curtailing roleplay. The IC gods have a lot of power in their hands, but they use it to hand out death threats, make people kill their disaffections, and do what basically amounts to dumb jokes... with the exception of pre-scripted, pre-planned events. What kind of GM can't think on his feet?

And finally, I'm not comfortable with the emotional response this game causes on me. It's abusive, and it's unpleasant, and I need to be gone.

ETA: Profound apologies for messing up Noola's thread with such depressing matters. But not to worry! The mods will shoot down my "personal attack" anyway.

A distant moaning noise.
You see exits leading east, southwest, and northwest.

-/00:46:11.187/-e

A long, dank tunnel.
A hard-shelled, many-legged cave-fisher lurks here in the shadows.
You see exits leading northeast and west.

-/00:46:12.515/-

Leaping forward through the air toward you, a hard-shelled, many-legged
cave-fisher wraps his many lanky legs about your body and gives a powerful
squeeze.

-/00:46:12.718/-sip health

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

-/00:46:12.968/-swing cave-fisher

You swing a finely crafted rapier at a hard-shelled, many-legged cave-fisher.
You cut him with a light wound.
You have scored a WORLD-SHATTERING CRITICAL HIT!!!
The blade shears through a hard-shelled, many-legged cave-fisher'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 hard-shelled, many-legged cave-fisher.

swing cave-fisher

-/00:46:13.390/-

You detect nothing here by that name.


Not even two swings to kill 'em!

Hooray! All IMap'd.

I love my blacktalon alt. He's an illithoid, fresh out of the portals. Take a guess who it is. He was quite shocked that he was a shard of a soulless.. But still. Kudos to Ryleth for the explanation about Illith and Keph. And to Blacktalon.

Hee. We were arguing about you last night.

Me??

Well...assuming you're Seo. Didn't notice Dsiri until just now...

Meh. Still. Funny.

Actually, blame the Oneiroi for that.

...Do you actually know how the Oneiroi et al. work?

Different admin take control of the Oneiroi when they want to check what issues/bugs/etc. have come up. It's no fixed person, and may well have been Estarra at that particular moment. Nobody knooooows...

You ask, "Is all ready?"

Spreading his arms wide, Armand spins clockwise and a shimmering white orb
springs up around him.

Dsiri nods his head emphatically.

Ashteru kisses Arkzrael passionately.
Ashteru licks his lips.

Warden Ashteru d'Illici says, "Yep."

Arkzrael inches bashfully over to Ashteru and nuzzles him tenderly.

Arkzrael nods her head emphatically.

You roll your eyes.

Veyda says, "Quick!"

You say to Arkzrael, "Do you, Arkzrael, beautiful lady of Glomdoring, accept Ashteru to be your husband?"

Veyda says, "Before more find out."

Arkzrael gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Seer Arkzrael Le'Vondati, Mistress of the Quill says, "Yes, I do."

You say to Ashteru, "Do you, Ashteru, warrior of the Wyrd and follower of the Enigma, accept Arkzrael as your wife?"

The corners of Ashteru's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Warden Ashteru d'Illici laughingly says, "Of course I do. She's the best thing that could happen to me."

You begin to whisper a haunting melody as a myriad of glittering shadows begin to coalesce about your form. You slowly place your hand upon Arkzrael's heart, testing its rhythm.

You begin to whisper a haunting melody as a myriad of glittering shadows begin to coalesce about your form. You slowly place your hand upon Ashteru's heart, testing its rhythm.

You say, "Be joined in union with my blessing."

You formally wed Ashteru to Arkzrael.

Woooh.