POST!

The illithoid have a habit of mispronouncing things as well:

Madam Yith says, "Then one of us should go with the Dark Reaper and one of us should go honor the pact with Warlord Dooofus."

Madam Yith says, "Ah excuse me..."

Madam Yith says, "Doovus."

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Madam Yoraghu says, "I shall honour the High Priest's pact with the dark mistress in this Glondorking."

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And some other illithoid stuff:

Madam Yoraghu exclaims, "How can any male have but one wife? It's...unnatural!"

Madam Yoraghu bumps Veonira away with a hip and latches onto Kaervas's arm.

Madam Yith says, "It should be my duty to be at the Dark Reaper's side."

"Hmph!" Veonira snorts.

Madam Yith hunches slightly and flares her body as she hisses warningly at Madam Yoraghu.

Madam Yith says, "I am more attractive than you, Madam Yoraghu. He should definitely choose me."

Madam Yoraghu peers intently at Yith's face then smirks, "Is that a hair I see growing just there?". She points at Yith's chin with a clawed finger.

Lightning fast, Madam Yoraghu spins around and plants an elbow into the stomach of Madam Yith who falls to the ground. Hissing threatening, Madam Yoraghu steps on the neck of Madam Yith, pushing her deeper into the sand.

Madam Yoraghu exclaims, "Yield to me!"

Madam Yith says, "I yield."

Madam Yith stands up, brushing sand of herself. Pointedly not looking at Madam Yoraghu.

It's a pretty decent ego boost, I'd imagine, when even denizens are getting into catfights over you.

The glitch in time a few minutes ago... I had to quote this

(Moondancers): You say, "Ok the same thing happened to me, as long as it is just
the world coming to an end and not my sanity, that's fine."

A little man runs up and down your body, screaming, "The world's coming to an
end!!!!"

(Skeleton Hearth): Synl (from the Aetherways) says, "Like, I'd wear Dylara's head in a chain around my neck."

(Skeleton Hearth): Synl (from the Aetherways) says, "And it'd whisper names to me."

(Skeleton Hearth): Synl (from the Aetherways) says, "And then I'd go on a rampage and kill them."

(Skeleton Hearth): Ashteru says, "I want her face."

(Skeleton Hearth): You say, "...You and ayridion..."

(Skeleton Hearth): Ashteru says, "I want to make a coat out of her skin."

(Skeleton Hearth): Arkzrael says, "I'm sorry, Dylie."

(Skeleton Hearth): You say, "..."

Silferras begs Xavius to impart some of the knowledge of
preparing-things-on-the-fly to her.

You have emoted: Xavius explains to Silferras that people are often not paying
attention in group settings.

You have emoted: Xavius continues by saying that in testing situations, people
often only see the test performed once, and improvisation will never be noticed.

You have emoted: Xavius nods his head sagely and says, "A flair for the dramatic
covers up a multitude of things that don't make much sense!"

You have emoted: Xavius cautions you to use your power of improvisation with
care, because you will be forever revealed as a fraud if you are seen as
transparent.

You have emoted: Xavius bows to you - the lesson in preparing-things-on-the-fly
is over.

Boo for quoting yourself. Boo

Yeah, you should have made Silferras do it. Was a pretty funny quote despite that though!

I was going to quote it, but forgot.. <3 anyway. Made my day.

A massive mammoth shrieks and trumpets as it is devoured.

What devoured it?

Its mom.

Tercival you're so silly!

Morgfyre perhaps?

Ooh... if so, I wonder if Morgfyre will occasionally trumpet like a Mammoth - you know, like how he speaks in the voices of folks he'd eaten sometimes? That'd be funny.

Sir Ilyarin, the White Inferno intones, "Eep."

A pixie giggles and flies up into the branches of the Moonhart Mother Tree,
disappearing in a flash of green.
You gasp with the realization that Rika has reached the level of Demigod.
Rika's body glows briefly before exploding in a bright light.
You follow Rika Talnara ether to before the Portal of Fate.
Rika leaves to the ether, emanating an aura of immense power.

nerf pixies plz

ARGH DIE!