so whilst my partner has been at work all day im enjoying the benefits..
considering that was in one day and I only get a maximum of 2 hours a day
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This week you've played a total of 0 days, 8 hours and 39 minutes.
considering that was in one day and I only get a maximum of 2 hours a day
Message #71 Sent by: Estarra
02/08 21:36 "Your hammters have been custonmized!"
You are wielding:
hammer15423 : Greed in your left hand.
hammer30779 : Hatred in your right hand.
Absorbing the surrounding light, Hatred lies here, radiating a palpable sense of malice.
Absorbing the surrounding light, Greed lies here, radiating a palpable sense of malice.
30779 - The crucible steel of this hammer has been stained a virulent crimson hue and forged into a weapon of sheer violence and destructive might. Its mere presence induces fear as obtrusive thoughts invade the mind pertaining to the sanity of the user of such a sadistic device of pain and the amount of damage it is capable of wrecking. The head of the weapon is shaped like a sizeable brick and spares no space for a flat surface, instead opting for large spikes, sharpened hooks, invasive needles and smaller agonising blades to adorn it like an iron maiden. Each protrusion is viciously sharpened to the point that the slightest tap would induce bleeding and the wounding of flesh. The warped shaft of the hammer is pitch-black and twisted with a barbed wire wound about its length firmly, making it impossible to grip the weapon without submitting oneself to excruciating torture. A miasma of churning contempt and seething hatred seeps out of the hammer and wraps it in a tangible aura that bespeaks of doom and mercilessness.
15423 - This repugnant hammer has been forged of lacklustre, black steel and exudes an aura of alien, primordial hunger as if its very presence drained its surroundings of warmth and nourishment. The head of the weapon is of a bulbous shape with holes drilled throughout the surface of the metal, giving it the look of a metal grater or sponge. With each strike, the holes carve at the skin, ripping it off and filling the sponge-like head with blood and flesh, and causing the excess to shoot out like a gory rain. Within the head of the weapon, the remains of tissue and other, more dreadful remnants of the victims decay, ingested through time alone, and give off a sickening, ghastly stench of death and disease. The thick shaft of the weapon is stained crimson through blood and has been over-embellished with the etchings of a foreboding hierarchy. Starting with the Crimson Masque at the apex, the engravings follow downwards with a depiction of the host of all His warriors, a Masqued Warlord standing taller than all, and at their feet is wealth beyond measure and women chained and enslaved to them. Running the remainder of the length are carvings of twisted souls wailing in despair about their crudely crucified corpses, the hallmarks of war and pestilence.
Focusing on her left leg, you strike at Celina with Hatred. You hit her left thigh for a minor bruise.
With a heavy overhand stroke, you slam Greed down upon Celina. You smite her savagely in the nose, breaking it across the bridge and causing blood to splurt forth.
Badass.
02/08 21:36 "Your hammters have been custonmized!"
You are wielding:
hammer15423 : Greed in your left hand.
hammer30779 : Hatred in your right hand.
Absorbing the surrounding light, Hatred lies here, radiating a palpable sense of malice.
Absorbing the surrounding light, Greed lies here, radiating a palpable sense of malice.
30779 - The crucible steel of this hammer has been stained a virulent crimson hue and forged into a weapon of sheer violence and destructive might. Its mere presence induces fear as obtrusive thoughts invade the mind pertaining to the sanity of the user of such a sadistic device of pain and the amount of damage it is capable of wrecking. The head of the weapon is shaped like a sizeable brick and spares no space for a flat surface, instead opting for large spikes, sharpened hooks, invasive needles and smaller agonising blades to adorn it like an iron maiden. Each protrusion is viciously sharpened to the point that the slightest tap would induce bleeding and the wounding of flesh. The warped shaft of the hammer is pitch-black and twisted with a barbed wire wound about its length firmly, making it impossible to grip the weapon without submitting oneself to excruciating torture. A miasma of churning contempt and seething hatred seeps out of the hammer and wraps it in a tangible aura that bespeaks of doom and mercilessness.
15423 - This repugnant hammer has been forged of lacklustre, black steel and exudes an aura of alien, primordial hunger as if its very presence drained its surroundings of warmth and nourishment. The head of the weapon is of a bulbous shape with holes drilled throughout the surface of the metal, giving it the look of a metal grater or sponge. With each strike, the holes carve at the skin, ripping it off and filling the sponge-like head with blood and flesh, and causing the excess to shoot out like a gory rain. Within the head of the weapon, the remains of tissue and other, more dreadful remnants of the victims decay, ingested through time alone, and give off a sickening, ghastly stench of death and disease. The thick shaft of the weapon is stained crimson through blood and has been over-embellished with the etchings of a foreboding hierarchy. Starting with the Crimson Masque at the apex, the engravings follow downwards with a depiction of the host of all His warriors, a Masqued Warlord standing taller than all, and at their feet is wealth beyond measure and women chained and enslaved to them. Running the remainder of the length are carvings of twisted souls wailing in despair about their crudely crucified corpses, the hallmarks of war and pestilence.
Focusing on her left leg, you strike at Celina with Hatred. You hit her left thigh for a minor bruise.
With a heavy overhand stroke, you slam Greed down upon Celina. You smite her savagely in the nose, breaking it across the bridge and causing blood to splurt forth.
Badass.
Very cool hammters 
QUOTE (Brahms @ Feb 8 2009, 04:57 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Am I the only one who read it 'hamsters'?
Also, badass.
Also, badass.
No, I did at first too
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You reach out and touch a hand-held kaleidoscope.
A hand-held kaleidoscope shivers under your fingers.
A chord echoes through the room, a trio of musical notes in perfect harmony, as
the final clue is solved.
Avechna arrives from the ether.
Avechna's mouth turns up as His face breaks into a smile.
You see Avechna, the Avenger shout, "Congratulations to Xiel, who has completed
the Trial foremost!"
You see Avechna, the Avenger shout, "He shall be the Bearer of the Seal of
Nature!"
Avechna, the Avenger says, "The Seal of Nature rests in your hands, Xiel."
You bow respectfully to Avechna.
You say, "Thank You."
Avechna bows respectfully to you.
A hand-held kaleidoscope shivers under your fingers.
A chord echoes through the room, a trio of musical notes in perfect harmony, as
the final clue is solved.
Avechna arrives from the ether.
Avechna's mouth turns up as His face breaks into a smile.
You see Avechna, the Avenger shout, "Congratulations to Xiel, who has completed
the Trial foremost!"
You see Avechna, the Avenger shout, "He shall be the Bearer of the Seal of
Nature!"
Avechna, the Avenger says, "The Seal of Nature rests in your hands, Xiel."
You bow respectfully to Avechna.
You say, "Thank You."
Avechna bows respectfully to you.
Yay! I'm happy that you won, after yesterday!
I can sign on
18 down, 2 to go. (guildhalls)
Does your guildhall mapping come from ninja action or alts? 
QUOTE (Solanis @ Feb 9 2009, 10:57 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Does your guildhall mapping come from ninja action or alts?
Actually, that wasn't mapping. That was my guildhall count for Rika, both legally and illegally.
Working out what amounted to a simple misunderstanding with Amatsemaru
It is a one-handed weapon.
Damage: 49 Precision: 214 Speed: 245
It is crawling with dark shadows.
It has a Great Rune of the Puissant Knight attached to it (#78971).
It has a Great Rune of the Cosmic Champion attached to it (#36632).
X2.
Damage: 49 Precision: 214 Speed: 245
It is crawling with dark shadows.
It has a Great Rune of the Puissant Knight attached to it (#78971).
It has a Great Rune of the Cosmic Champion attached to it (#36632).
X2.
Making myself a few custom emotes and aliasing them..
It really gives Ciaran some flavor, and I love it
It really gives Ciaran some flavor, and I love it
During a short Lusternia shut-down to do something, I logged back in in the hopes the minute was up.
Centre of the Necropolis.
Rubescent lambency emits from amidst crimson petals of the weeping amaranth
suspended from a magnificent gemwork chandelier. Rising up from cracks in the
floor, the Megalith of Doom towers above everything here, polluting the air with
its foul fumes. The Keeper of the Megalith stands here radiating a tainted
presence. A painting of Supreme Master Luciphage is proudly exhibited on a
nearby wall. There are 3 iron flasks here. There are 2 bowls of soup here. There
are 2 wights here. Swirling eddies of chaotic ether dance around a marble shrine
to Morgfyre that holds a crystal model of the planispheres. There are 2 palm
sigils here. There are 3 Ur'Guard Grand Marshals here. Wrapped in billowing
black robes, an illithoid reaver waits, motionless.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-qw
Jigan.
(*) Currently, there is 1 Lusternian on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-blank
You stare blankly into space.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-qw
Darthen, Jigan, Zallafar.
(*) Currently, there are 3 Lusternians on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.
I feel special.
Centre of the Necropolis.
Rubescent lambency emits from amidst crimson petals of the weeping amaranth
suspended from a magnificent gemwork chandelier. Rising up from cracks in the
floor, the Megalith of Doom towers above everything here, polluting the air with
its foul fumes. The Keeper of the Megalith stands here radiating a tainted
presence. A painting of Supreme Master Luciphage is proudly exhibited on a
nearby wall. There are 3 iron flasks here. There are 2 bowls of soup here. There
are 2 wights here. Swirling eddies of chaotic ether dance around a marble shrine
to Morgfyre that holds a crystal model of the planispheres. There are 2 palm
sigils here. There are 3 Ur'Guard Grand Marshals here. Wrapped in billowing
black robes, an illithoid reaver waits, motionless.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-qw
Jigan.
(*) Currently, there is 1 Lusternian on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-blank
You stare blankly into space.
3490h, 3768m, 3564e, 10p, 17060w esSilrx-qw
Darthen, Jigan, Zallafar.
(*) Currently, there are 3 Lusternians on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.
I feel special.
