QUOTE (Ixion @ Oct 2 2009, 02:43 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
When people prove their hypocrisy, love it.
This. Especially when some people talk about fighting them alone and then jump in to try to double team. The hypocrisy... well, it's palpable.
Gysolem's robes. I cannot get over how awesome they are. They're on par with Final Fantasy epic over-the-top-ness.
"greatrobes of crimson rust, bearing a colossal iron cogwheel"
Rivers of heavy rust-stained silk flow down the body, cloistering the
wearer in voiceless anonymity. The front of the crimson robes is
decorated with a thin band of embossed black opal traveling down the
throat to the hem, depicting a scene of interlocking gears, ever
whirring. The hem pools about the ground in the manner of crushed
velvet, tainted by cloying stains of black oil, rancid and foul.
Voluminous daggered sleeves coated so densely with rust to almost be the
hue of ocher, piously ensconce the hands to conceal all manner of
secrets. Ascending from the back like a mechanical halo, a colossal iron
cogwheel dominates the form, sprouting from the shoulders and reigning
above the head. The ancient metal is corrupted, pitted with cavities,
and bears a single sinister glyph at each cardinal point. A filthy
grease streaked hood of red silk can be drawn over the face to occult
the eyes, its hem bleached and seared with the ritual spatters of a
volatile acid. A corroded wire of iron, choked with befouled deposits of
salt, lies upon the interior, twisted into the likeness of a screaming
rat's skull.
They're so great.
"greatrobes of crimson rust, bearing a colossal iron cogwheel"
Rivers of heavy rust-stained silk flow down the body, cloistering the
wearer in voiceless anonymity. The front of the crimson robes is
decorated with a thin band of embossed black opal traveling down the
throat to the hem, depicting a scene of interlocking gears, ever
whirring. The hem pools about the ground in the manner of crushed
velvet, tainted by cloying stains of black oil, rancid and foul.
Voluminous daggered sleeves coated so densely with rust to almost be the
hue of ocher, piously ensconce the hands to conceal all manner of
secrets. Ascending from the back like a mechanical halo, a colossal iron
cogwheel dominates the form, sprouting from the shoulders and reigning
above the head. The ancient metal is corrupted, pitted with cavities,
and bears a single sinister glyph at each cardinal point. A filthy
grease streaked hood of red silk can be drawn over the face to occult
the eyes, its hem bleached and seared with the ritual spatters of a
volatile acid. A corroded wire of iron, choked with befouled deposits of
salt, lies upon the interior, twisted into the likeness of a screaming
rat's skull.
They're so great.
More raves: 15k for doing well in the power contest, and cr3. 
You have slain Glumki Thorneye, King of the Redcaps.
Don't think I've had a last hit on that one yet. 
Don't think I've had a last hit on that one yet. QUOTE (Ixion @ Oct 2 2009, 01:35 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
You have slain Glumki Thorneye, King of the Redcaps.
Don't think I've had a last hit on that one yet.
Don't think I've had a last hit on that one yet. No! Bad! Bad Ixion! -whacks your nose with a rolled up newspaper-
QUOTE (Kante @ Oct 3 2009, 09:02 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Laughing in triumph, you clench your fists as the earth yields to your will. The ground splits open beneath Alacardael, releasing foul smelling vapour and a blast of fetid heat. He hovers momentarily over the gaping earthen maw before being sucked screaming down into its darkness, his cries abruptly ending as the stinking chasm rumbles shut.
You have slain Alacardael.
Alacardael turns pallid and drops to the ground.
You have slain Alacardael.
Many thanks to Aliod for keeping him immobilized.
You have slain Alacardael.
Alacardael turns pallid and drops to the ground.
You have slain Alacardael.
Many thanks to Aliod for keeping him immobilized.
At least my distraction was enough for Celina! :>
Rave: Eager beaver novices helping out
QUOTE (Kante @ Oct 3 2009, 09:07 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
It's hard to keep you hindered. Took one of us to keep you down, and the other to kill.
Healer auras do that
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2009/10/03 01:05:15 - Crek honoured Ried for: Her dedication to the Murder and the Glomdoring. Ried has served as the Eye of Crow twice and continues to serve as an Attendant and Watcher. The Glomdoring comes first and foremost to her. Congratulations.
She bears the Blacktalon Honour of the Chosen of Crow.
She bears the Blacktalon Honour of the Chosen of Crow.
Theater Games + Sadhyra =
(even though it way yesterday)
(even though it way yesterday)
Talan and her awesome post-writing skills.
