Naturally. I'm just chillin.

Nariah (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Thoros, we need to join hands, so that we may have faith into the sands."
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You say, "WE MUST HAVE FAITH IN THE SANDS."
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Revan (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "BELIEVE IN THE SANDS."
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Nariah (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "All follow Jesos so that we may pray for the sands."
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The raucous notes of a wild song assail Inagin's senses, leaving him stunned.
The Megalith of Doom suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Inagin steps
through.
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A plague lord exclaims, "Did you hear that? Someone's in trouble at 'Before the
Megalith of Doom'!"
A plague lord exclaims, "That cry! We've got to get to 'Before the Megalith of
Doom' right away!"
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(Skeleton Hearth): Talan (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Shuyin never fails to
grief me."
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An Ur'Guard Grand Marshal swings two large flails at Inagin, crushing his gut
and chest.
An Ur'Guard Grand Marshal swings two large flails at Inagin, crushing his gut
and chest.
An Ur'Guard Grand Marshal swings two large flails at Inagin, crushing his gut
and chest.
An Ur'Guard Grand Marshal slams a metal flail down upon Inagin's head, nearly
knocking him unconscious.
An illithoid stalker silently unsheathes a dark-sheened dagger and stabs it into
Inagin's flesh.
An illithoid reaver whips Inagin with an iron chain, lashing the skin from his
arms.
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A plague lord raises a palm which glows with a sickly green light. The light
turns into a sluggish current of energy that slams into Inagin, warping his
flesh.
Inagin has been slain by a plague lord.
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I just love this kid more and more.

You wildly swing an iron maiden war hammer at Kintyre, the Lady of the Rip Tide. With great force, you pound her with a resounding crack.
Trigger {bashalarm} removed.
Trigger {lagalarm} removed.
The blow continues into Kintyre, the Lady of the Rip Tide's body, causing a sickening cracking and mashing sound. A terrible rictus of pain twists her features for a moment, vanishing suddenly as she falls, lifeless, to the ground.
You have slain Kintyre, the Lady of the Rip Tide.
A large pile of sovereigns spill from the corpse.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of Kintyre, the Lady of the Rip Tide.
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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, Thoros!"
Ironbeard the Magnanimous just gave you a divinely wrapped present!
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Ironbeard while raiding lulz

Skein tells you, "Shhh. I'm trying to make the forgers insane with her asking for a 220 speed chain."


Whoever runs Skein is hilarious. I'm starting to remember why I liked her over the other guides.

She seems mean from the quotes I read.

I find the same.

So? She's still funny

I'm teasing.

Lulz at Pharamon trying to cheat me.

I knew we couldn't trust Ironbread

no one trust a dwarf!!

After me caving and willing to accept a chess match as opposed to a deathmatch....



Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "Pitiful."

Aes yawns at you in a rather insulting manner.

Tervic Sijamrak orders his queen at e2 to move to f2.
The sexy light Queen shows some leg and the distracted dark knight falls off his horse, breaking his neck.
(most effing hilarious kill in the chess game EVER! <3 to whomever coded that)



(The Dekoven Lineage): Aes says, "Tervic is so far screwed it's not even funny."

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "Aes, you have one knight and one rook to attack with. I have a queen, rook and bishop."

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin orders her king at b2 to move to a3.

Tervic Sijamrak orders his queen at f2 to move to h2.
Your forces have imperiled the King of your opponent. Check!

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "That's mate."

You have emoted: Tervic leans back, contented with victory.

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "You don't see my last move?"

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "Wow!"

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "You really don't see it do you?"

You say to Aes, "Face it, your king is screwed."

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "Well don't worry about it."


(it's checkmate)

You say to Aes, "It's your move."

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin says, "Fine, i guess i'll have to embarrass you infront of everyone."

Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin concedes victory to you in chess game #102!

Araya leaves, following Squire Aes Dekoven, Ward of Bellarin.
Aes leaves to the south.

You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

You say, "Okay then."

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "Heh."

Totemcarver Mortexia Dekoven-Inalai says, "She can't move her King at all."

Anisu ri`Tou says, "So her leaving is embarrassing you."

(The Dekoven Lineage): Aes (from the Aetherways) says, "Ha ha !"

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "Aes, you sure do a lot of failing and running away for all the smack you talk."

Mortexia snickers softly to herself.

(The Dekoven Lineage): Aes (from the Aetherways) says, "Yup."

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "And how, praytell, does this embarrass me?"

(The Dekoven Lineage): Aes (from the Aetherways) says, "You can't kill me."

(The Dekoven Lineage): You say, "So?"

(The Dekoven Lineage): Aes (from the Aetherways) says, "You had your chance but you were too slow."

(The Dekoven Lineage): Mortexia says, "It just shows your derelict honour, and reflects poorly on you."
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I.... I don't get Aes. At all. Moral of the story: Don't be a softie.

..you don't? I do. I was a joke, noob. God damn.

@aes that was funny.

The Perfect Fifth.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. The
quiet tinkling sounds of chimes waft through the air, offering a friendly
greeting to visitors stepping in from the outside. A low canopy of dense,
colourful foliage glows softly with tiny pinpoints of light, glimmering gently,
revealing themselves to be fireflies when one floats past on a meandering
breeze. Hanging from the curving branches and tucked into knotholes, pale ivory
candles flicker inside crystal votives, their light sending prismatic rainbows
dancing along the walls. Deeply engraved with intricate scenes depicting the
mystical beauty of the forest, shelves crafted from marble of various hues hold
a wide variety for items, most prominently musical instruments of exquisite
taste. The subtle, melodious sounds of songbirds drift from unseen perches
nestled within the foliage. A brightly-colored sign hung behind the counter
reads in scrolling calligraphy, "The Perfect Fifth -- You'll Never Want To
Leave!" Munching on a fallen tree branch, a hulking green weevil impertinently
stares at you. A small shrubbery bearing a vague resemblance to Nejii Talnara,
Heir to Kiakoda is sitting mildly over there. You see a sign here instructing
you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see exits leading west (open door) and down (closed door).


bad Nejii

"Night," sings Krin, gracefully playing a wooden lute with dark notes.

Krin takes a drink from a garnet vial.

"Bargh," sings Krin, letting a wooden lute howl with painful notes.

You blink.

Waring snickers softly to himself.

Ard'Rhi Krin Kinsari, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "Beautiful."

You pat Krin in a friendly manner.

You say, "If you're ever in need of...lyrics."

Krin tilts his head and listens intently.

You say, "I'll try to hook you up with some."

wtf

Illusion?

illusion

EDIT: Specifically by Arix, making quoting it tacky