Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard says to Laeroc, the Queen's Consort, "Someone touched your bush inappropriately and now it's gone. If I had a teddy bear I would show you the nono places, but I am not sure that relates to bushes. Anyways, it's gone!"

Gregori points to a spot on his Luna doll.

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard says to Laeroc, the Queen's Consort, "This is a nono place. If touched here, you should tell an adult. Again... this probably doesn't apply to bushes. Your's is till gone!

It was a very important message! It may not have applied to bushes though...

Isn't Viynain married to a dude?

Yeah, but I think Viynain is the manly half of the marriage. Or something.

Ilyarin looks like a woman, down to the boobs.

Schnuff, a shaggy brown bear cub opens a gash in Vathael's arm with a skillful blow.


Aww my cubs try to protect me!

I leave and you all start hating on my masculinity.

Exactly, come back and prove them all wrong! And come2glom. We have roses.

You don't hear me questioning your masculinity. :>

You need a breast reduction, is the issue.

Urazial tells you, "Why, I'm so much smaller than you I could crawl up into your
womb. Just think of it- little baby Urazial growing happily inside your belly."

*gets coat-hanger*
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Jozan tells you, "Haha, you have such a high divorce rate."


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You tell Commandant Aliod Mak'Reya, Keeper of the Tower, "Greetings, brother, I
have a favour."
Aliod tells you, "...Gods..."



Why are people so mean to me today...

Well. For what it's worth, I like Reiha. She's a good sister-in-law, even if she did get married by an egotistical, spams yellow too much Celestian God.

Viynain gives Gregori a long snog.

Defensively raising his hands, Gregori backs away from the situation slowly.

Viynain smooshes his face with his hands and screams, "Woe! Woe is me!"

You squeak in fright.

A single tear drops from Viynain's eye as he stops his own heart, slaying himself instantly.

Your eyes widen in disbelief as you shout, "Oh my GOD!"

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

You sniff Viynain, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from him is.

Viynain shifts his eyes suspiciously from side to side.

You blink.

You shout out a happy "Yay!"

You give Viynain a compassionate hug.

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature's limbs flop uselessly, seemingly fully and completely dead-like.

You blink.

You give a horrified gasp.

Viynain snaps his fingers, releasing sparkling motes of coloured light.
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You have emoted: Aiyana shrieks loudly and tips over, twitching in an epileptic manner.

Uncertainly, Viynain nudges you with his foot.

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature says, "Good, the female is dead."

Gregori's eyes widen in disbelief as he shouts, "Oh my GODDESS!"

You have emoted: Aiyana twitches her foot a single time, drool mindlessly seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Defensively raising his hands, Gregori backs away from the situation slowly.

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature knocks Gregori unconscious with his violin then steals him away.

You see Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard yell, "Help help! I am being gaynapped!"

Viynain gives a horrified gasp.

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature says, "What kind of unconscious Furrikin yells?!"

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard says, "A talented one."

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature says, "Clearly I don't hit hard enough."

Viynain swings a black violin laced with tendrils of silver with all his might, smashing it into the head of Gregori with a resounding ring.

Viynain nods his head at himself.

"Ooowwwww!", Gregori whines.

Gregori whines pitifully.

You have emoted: Aiyana hops up to her feet.

You have emoted: Aiyana dusts herself off.

Lord Viynain Peulus of the Realm of Nature grabs a fistful of Gregori's tail before dragging him away.

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard claws at the ground trying to dig in for dear life.

You have emoted: Aiyana grabs a hold of Gregori's paws, yanking him away from Viynain!

You see Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard yell, "Merian noise merian noise!"

You say to Viynain, "He's my husband, you have yours!"

An ethereal song wyvern says to you, "Narf."

You blink.

You stare implacably at an ethereal song wyvern.

You lick an ethereal song wyvern.

An ethereal song wyvern rears back onto her hind legs before unleashing a fearsome belch in Aiyana's direction.

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard grabs you and hangs on for his life.

You blink.

You feel overwhelmed by it all and faint.

An ethereal song wyvern says, "Woorp."

With a wild trill, an ethereal song wyvern launches herself at Gregori's back, mounting him successfully!

Making no sudden movements, Gregori backs away from an ethereal song wyvern slowly.

You whisper to Viynain, "Should I just give him up? I think she pretty much claimed him."

With a flutter of nonexistent eyelashes, an ethereal song wyvern flirts wittily with Gregori.

Pouncing onto Gregori's tail quickly, an ethereal song wyvern relieves herself with a shuddering, contented sigh.

Gregori begins to stare at an ethereal song wyvern, his eyes widening slightly and the corner of his right eye starts to tic uncontrollably.

Stalking away slowly, an ethereal song wyvern quickly throws dirt behind her to bury the defecated tail.

An ethereal song wyvern says, "Mmm...werp."

You whisper to Gregori, "I do hope you understand. I love you to death, but I'm no match for Pershan."

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard says, "I could kill it."

With a worried shriek, an ethereal song wyvern scuttles to hide behind Viynain.

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard turns slightly whip snapping his tail, to fling any remaining stuff, onto Viynain.

Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard says, "I beleive that is yours."


Oh man...

..... yeah. I could have gone all year without seeing that.

I lol'd

Sometimes, you say things that I want to write on my wall.

In any given five-minute period, a Serenwilder uses a greater variety of emotes than most others even know of...

Can you give us a log? I feel like making a Seren alt now...

There's never a time in Serenwilde where someone DOESN'T have a log. Har, har, har.