A stream of crackling blue fire sizzles across the sky.
You hear a high-pitched screaming noise and instantly, a bolt of blue, crackling energy strikes Jigan. His body arches as his mouth opens in a noiseless scream. Blue fire erupts out of his eye sockets and mouth and his charred body crumples to the ground.
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(Jhagar): Darthen says, "Lol."
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take corpse
I see no "corpse" to take.
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Jigan grabs his stomach and falls to the ground, writhing in agony. His flesh rips painfully apart, revealing mounds of disgusting, disease-ridden maggots beneath, which burst from his orifices and skin. As the last of Jigan's flesh liquifies, an abnormally large and filthy maggot crawls from the fleshy detritus and a far-away mocking laughter booms through your ears.
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(Jhagar): Darthen says, "I just saw that happen rofl."
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A stream of crackling blue fire sizzles across the sky.
You hear a high-pitched screaming noise and instantly, a bolt of blue, crackling energy strikes Jigan. His body arches as his mouth opens in a noiseless scream. Blue fire erupts out of his eye sockets and mouth and his charred body crumples to the ground.

Grand Crusader Pharamon Inalai, Rudo aut et Quidem-Fibrae says, "Dear
friends..."

Grand Crusader Pharamon Inalai, Rudo aut et Quidem-Fibrae says, "We are gathered
here this day.."

Grand Crusader Pharamon Inalai, Rudo aut et Quidem-Fibrae says, "To eat a mess
of food."

Before a herofete

You say, "Well said."
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You lay out a spread of your finest cuisine and delicacies before your guests.
Enjoying the food yourself, you delight even more at the sight of everyone
indulging themselves in this epicurian feast, eating and drinking until utterly
satiated. The fine meal not only lifts your spirits, but enhances your body as
well.

Estarra is on Celest's side? Panic!

No. Shouting for taunting is against the rules though, so Estarra decided to do a bit of hands-on adminstrating.

I loved that show. I miss when Comedy Central played it.

(Glomdoring): Ashteru says, "Yes, you are right. I am hitting on you because I
desire your awesomely muscled, well proportioned, scale-covered dragon body."

Anrisi follows you in.
Angkrag General Store. (Village of Angkrag.)
Mistress Magda d'Murani lounges on a chair with a bored expression on her face. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading out.

You say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Oi you."

You say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Do you take the rockeaters?"

(silence)

You say, "Lazy hussy."

Anrisi follows you out.
Anrisi follows you west.
The fiery foundry of Angkrag. (Village of Angkrag.)
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. A sturdy iron forge stands here, cold and dark. The undead dwarf, Vagnar Delzak, works methodically at the forge.

You say to the undead dwarf, Vagnar Delzak, "Rockeaters?"

"Bah!" you retort disgustedly.

Anrisi follows you east.
Sweltering tunnel. (Village of Angkrag.)
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. There are 2 skeleton sentries here. Swathed in a voluminous black cloak, Master Nasir n'Rotri looms menacingly here.

You say to Master Nasir n'Rotri, "Rockeaters. Come. I know one of you pays."

You say, "I'll just ask Esano."

You tell Attendant Esano, Ire's Hammer, "Who in Angkrag pays for rockeaters?"

Esano tells you, "The one at the commodity shop. Magda, I think her name is."

Anrisi follows you in.
Angkrag General Store. (Village of Angkrag.)
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Mistress Magda d'Murani lounges on a chair with a bored expression on her face. There are 2 orc warriors here. A painting of an elder ravenwood tree is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.

You say, "Ah."

You say, "Magda it is."

You say, "So. Yes."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Magda it isn't."

You peer at Mistress Magda d'Murani unscrupulously.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Mistress Magda to such as you."

You say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Listen, Lady, I'm a Queen. You're just a "Mistress"."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "You're a bug, I am Magnagoran nobility."

Mistress Magda d'Murani grunts noncommitally.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "..in exile."

You say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Better in exile than there, these days, from what I hear."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "A hostage to fortune."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Oh? What do you hear."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "No one ever gives me the gossip any more."

You say, "The politics of then land...well, let's just say are waning."

(ok, yeah. Really tired and semi-distracted. That was...incoherent)

An orc warrior looks at you suspiciously.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "The politics of then land are waning?"

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Do you speak common, bug?"

(pwnt )

Mistress Magda d'Murani flashes Anrisi a joyous smile.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Greetings, Aslaran."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Do you interpret for this one?"

You say, "Oh hush. It's been a long day."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Tell her that I do not understand what she means."

Anrisi ponders the situation.

You say, "I'm just saying you're better off with the Glomdoring as your protector. Magnagora doesn't hold sway in any villages, and, I hear they have some rather...dubious characters leading their government these days."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "I was considered one of the noblest and most eligible women in Magnagora, once."

Scoffing, you say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Emphasis on was."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "I had salons, and all the intelligensia would gather and pay me compliments."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Yes, well. You don't need to convince me."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "We made the decision after all, to take Glomdoring's protection."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "But we're not proud of it."

Tilting her head, you say, "Why'd you end up here, anyways?"

You have emoted: Sadhyra narrows her eyes, adding, "And why aren't you proud, hmm?"

An orc warrior eyes you closely as he enters from the out.

Anrisi, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "False compliments does none good, if I may say so. Knives are hidden by honeyed words."

You stare implacably at an orc warrior.
An orc warrior lets out a massive belch into the air.

Mistress Magda d'Murani grimaces.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Politics."

You say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "I can tell you've definitely kept yourself in great company."

You have emoted: Sadhyra pointedly stares back at the belching orc.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Politics and the i'Xiia."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "How are the mighty fallen, hmm?"

A wry smile spreads across your face.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Now I am a shopkeep."

You say, "Who apparently doesn't buy rockeaters."

Anrisi, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "Could be worse."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "But presumably you wish to sell me some rockeaters."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Well, get on with it."

You say, "It was a pre-emptive scouting."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Give them to me and I will weigh them."

You say, "If you'd like, you can give the boy one to sell back to you. For practice."

You snicker softly to yourself.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "I don't have any whole corpses."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "It has been a while since my last delivery."

You say, "Waste not, want not, eh?"

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "You take the knife, here."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "And you lever off each gem."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "If it's an older rockeater, you can skin it all in one."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Which is much quicker."

You wrinkle your nose in distaste.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "But the younger ones have a tighter externality."

Haughtily, you say, "Queens have minions for such tasks."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "So they do."

With a faint smile, you say to Mistress Magda d'Murani, "Or shopkeeper nobles."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "And so I did once."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "So let me be a symbol for you, kepheran queen."

You say, "A warning?"

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Yes."

You chew on your lip thoughtfully.

You say, "Point taken."

You say to Anrisi, "Any questions for the...Lady?"

Anrisi, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "Other then I hope we both gain profit from future buisness?"

You say, "What a polite kid."

Anrisi, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "I think all subjects have been covered."

Mistress Magda d'Murani nods her head.

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Good. I am always happy to buy fresh rockeater carcass."

You say, "I'll be sure to send him back to you when he finds some gem-toting creatures."

You incline your head politely to those around you.

You say, "Take care, "Mistress"."

Mistress Magda d'Murani says, "Farewell."

Anrisi follows you out.
The door to the in slams shut.
Before the black gates. (Avechna's Teeth.)
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. Filling the firmament is a lattice of heavy grey clouds. The Black Gates of Angkrag are open here, ominously inviting. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil.
You see exits leading north, southwest, and in (closed door).

You say, "So."

You say, "That was....Angkrag..."

You say to Xthel, "Right, so. Harbingers."

You ponder Xthel thoughtfully, looking him up and down.

Her lips curving in a smirk, you say, "Sing to me a song about why you wish to join."

Xthel ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

Xthel Nimaet says, "A moment."

Mournfully, Xthel Nimaet sings, "I stood out alone and shaken, all the love it had been taken, cast adrift on a stormy sea, been cut up bad, but I'm too blind to bleed, I'm pleading, Sadhy, take me back, take away the pain."

Xthel breaks down and sobs uncontrollably.

You have emoted: Sadhyra wrinkles her nose, leaning away from Xthel. "Please...don't let there be another verse..."

(try to inguild)

Xthel is a student of things incompatible with the teachings of the Harbingers Guild.

Xthel Nimaet says, "One moment."

You say, "For the love of Mahalla, forget your skills."

You say, "You need TEACHING."

Xthel nods his head emphatically.

Xthel Nimaet says, "I hope that pleased you."

Uncertainly, you say, "Do you mistake me for a harpy?"

Xthel Nimaet says, "Eh? They are mindless."

You say, "Because that sure sounded like one of their mating calls."

Ishant hides a grin behind his hand.

Xthel smiles softly.

Xthel Nimaet says, "I'm sure you will teach me to do better."

With disgust, you say, "I might delegate it."

You say, "...to someone I am in the mood to punish."

King of the Night, Ishant Nightshade says to you, "I'm interested in how you know what their mating call sounds like."

Stiffly, you say to Ishant, "A Harbinger is well versed in all the songs of the forest."

Xthel Nimaet says, "Let me continue with the second verse."

Xthel clears his throat in an attempt to gain everyone's attention.

Panicking, you say, "OH GODS!"

You say, "Just join the guild!"

You welcome Xthel into the Harbingers.

Xthel Nimaet, Murmur in the Dark says, "Very well then."

You have emoted: Sadhyra cowers away from Xthel, covering her ears.

(Murmurs): You say, "Welcome to the guild."

(Murmurs): You say, "...I think."

You advance Xthel's time for graduating novicehood by 5 hours.

You advance Xthel's time for graduating novicehood by 5 hours.

2009/04/06 12:05:32 - Sadhyra inguilded Xthel as a novice.
2009/04/06 12:06:51 - Sadhyra advanced Xthel's time for graduating novicehood for: Although his singing is wretched, he's old enough to learn at a higher level.
2009/04/06 12:06:59 - Sadhyra advanced Xthel's time for graduating novicehood for: And once more.
2009/04/06 12:06:59 - Xthel graduated from novicehood.