What was that, nublet? You think someone here gave you the right to an opinion?

No, sir!

I like the way tranquil hiss sounds. You take both words, put them together, and that's what you come up with. The sssshh sound.

I am not stealing my shout from a poem.

edit: tranquil hiss isn't the same as a vicious hiss.

"A vicious hissing accompanies the voice of Aison as she states, "Blah""... conjures up a far different image than "the tranquil hiss (etc)"... .

I too have lived next to my fair share of beaches. I'm sorry we see this differently. If you don't like the shout, then... well, guess what, you can snub me and never have to hear it. Since I rarely shout anyway, I don't think it will be too much of a big deal if you don't like it.

But tell you what, bash to demi or get ascendant and you can have whatever shout you want

Shout : A flash of silvery moonlight precedes the soft sound of crystalline chimes as the voice of Sarrasri echoes, "Blah."

Your Custom Zap (Approved):
1 = What you see: "You close your eyes, manifesting your power calmly into an
crescent-shaped bow and a crackling green arrow, loosed from the string as you
focus intently on your prey."

3 = What people in your room see: "As $=(caster$) closes $=(his$) eyes, a
crescent-shaped bow and a crackling green arrow manifests. $+(he$) inhales in
perfect calm as the arrow is loosed, seeking out $=(his$) prey."

1t = What your target sees: "Green encompasses your vision as a crackling
arrow pierces your shoulder, the brief pain followed by a searing agony."

3t = What people in your targets room see: "Green flares around $=(target$) as
a crackling arrow pierces $=(lhis$) shoulder. The surprise on $=(lhis$) face
quickly transforms into searing agony."

Area = What everyone in the same area sees: "You hear the sigh of a bow string
as a crackling green arrow pierces the sky."

Updated.

I know I'll never get there, despite Melville trying.

Quilis is well on her way, likely with due thanks to Ceren, and she is a Nihilist. I imagine that you can do it.

I've been through this with dozens of people. I HATE bashing or hunting or whatever you kids call it these days. I was lucky to get 80 without giving up. 84 is all thanks to the Ser'Bash.

Self-deception!

Hunt an hour a day.

YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!11!!

1. Tie Casilu up
2. Place her in a catapult
3. Release the catapult.
4. Pray she reaches the Astral Plane
5. Heck, pray that she hunts

Your Custom Zap (Approved):
1 = What you see: "Lightning arcs and flashes as an ethereal storm surrounds you and a mighty stag comes forth. Waving your hand in command the stag rears and charges."
3 = What people in your room see: "Lightning arcs and flashes as an ethereal storm surrounds $=(caster$) and a mighty stag comes forth. $=(caster$) waves $=(his$) hand in command and the stag rears and charges."
1t = What your target sees: "Thundering down on you, a mighty stag lowers his head and impales you on his ethereal storm charged antlers."
3t = What people in your targets room see: "Thundering down on $=(target$), a mighty stag lowers his head and impales $=(target$) on his ethereal storm charged antlers."
Area = What everyone in the same area sees: "A mighty stag races across the area, antlers flashing with the power of an ethereal storm."

Shout : Thundering through your skull like a thousand stampeding buffalo, the deep, bass voice of Hierophant Gregori Mes'ard booms, "Blah."

Just to note... Barrin stole my zap and Charune stole my shout!

If Gregori doesn't have a deep bass voice IRL, I will be disappointed.

I get a brief mental image of Jumanji whenever I read Greg's shout. -twiddle-

1st person caster: With a silent invocation, you shape your power into a shining cloud of flower petals, before scattering them into the air in the direction of Person.

Caster's room: Aramel cups her hands together, and a subtle glow pools between them, shaping itself into a glimmering cloud of petals which she scatters into the air.

Target: Flower petals drift from the skies to swirl around you in a flurry of colour. Tiny jolts run through you when they touch your skin, and you gasp in pain.

Target's room: Flower petals drift from the skies to swirl around Person in a flurry of colour. Tiny sparks fly when they brush his skin, and he gasps in pain.

Area: Flower petals drift through the skies in a glimmering cloud, mesmerisingly beautiful as they dance upon the wind.

Shout: The sweet, elusive scent of flowers drifts upon the air as Aramel Talnara echoes, "Blah blah blah."

Jumanji



Her zap actually hurts

Bows don't SIGH. Bows twang!

I can believe a sighing bow much easier than hissing water that isn't in a kettle!

It gurgles, I tell you! It gurgles!