He put that ad up seconds after I said I killed Ayden. Am scared..

(Shadowmaze): Ephraim says, "Actually, im positive i killed skein..."
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(Shadowmaze): You say, "Oh?"
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(Shadowmaze): Azoth says, "That's quite impossible."
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You tell Mistress Skein, a Fate Guide, "You have Ephraim thinking he killed you."



.... A while later ....


(Shadowmaze): Ephraim says, "Skein is evil. she was faking it!"
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(Shadowmaze): Talan says, "Dastardly."


too cute!

(Market): Luciden says, "Tired of fighting? Come to Le Jardin du Paradise, relax, and feel the love. All orgs, races, and genders accepted."

(Dawneye Tribe): Vecanamu says, "If you sleep with dogs, you'll wake with fleas."

(Dawneye Tribe): Vecanamu says, "Quote of the day."

(Dawneye Tribe): You say, "Well that's what you get for bestiality."

(Dawneye Tribe): Vecanamu says, "I couldn't resist the floppy ears."

As the purple mist settles into the heavens, a terrible silence rushes across the Basin of Life, all sounds of nature and life ceasing for the briefest of moments that seems to stretch into an eternity. As sound and life returns, even the animals of the First World remain quiet as a chill wind blows over the Northern Mountains and across the cities and forests.



The crimson cracks of the Megalith of Doom shudder and flare in brilliance while the whole of the Nexus of Power begins to vibrate. As the Nexus looks as if it were upon the verge of shattering, it finally calms and returns to its normal state.
The tainted smog about the city of Magnagora churns briefly and darkens, clotting the vision as you are, however briefly, blinded.

Wtfoozle?

HELP MOUNT DIO - Xenthos currrrsed you.

You are:
cursed by the Spire of Dionamus.

Oops?

While trying to catch fireflies in Seren..


use net
You clutch Nettle firmly, preparing to use her.

Well uh...I could swing her at people. Maybe.

Sweeping across the heavens on a gentle breeze, the serene voice of Maylea echoes, "Congratulations, Fern! Your totem shenanigans have actually succeeded in annoying Me! Please accept this as a token of My thanks."

Fern has been seared to death by the divine flame of Maylea, Bloom of Serenity


Totem shenanigans . . hehe

The sonorous, multi-toned voice of Elostian oscillates through the aether, "Fern, stop annoying Maylea. All this racket makes it impossible for Me to hear Myself think."

Reality flickers as the corporeal form of Elostian dissolves into twirling shrouds which slowly evaporate into the aether.
An illithoid reaver says, "This is Magnagora Elostian, and I'll break your neck if you forget it."

"Breaking the standards of policy and proceedure is not the way to take out your frustration with delays. Rage killing a fellow citizen is the proper outlet, as it would have only warranted you one disfavour, not ten."

~ Unitos

Nice.

Surprised this hasn't been quoted yet.

A single line of pure twilight shoots into the air from Mount Dio, disappearing into the purple sky.

The line quivers and then suddenly unwinds into an infinite number of sparkling lines that dash forward to create a majestic arcane pattern that slowly spreads across the firmament.

As the twilight lines spread to encompass the entire dome of the sky, they grow in intensity and start pulsing with an irregular light and occasional discharges of energy arc across parts of the pattern.

Nearing completion, the pattern solidifies and appears to build in strength as the twilight nearly covers up the purple hue of the sky.

A single mote of bright white light shoots up the central line from Mount Dio and ignites the pattern above, causing the spell to come to completion.

The majestic pattern quivers once as it ignites and then fizzles with a barely audible 'fhwump', leaving nothing in its wake but certainty that this was not how this was intended to end.

The sonorous, multi-toned voice of Elostian oscillates through the aether, "Ohkey. So that didn't work."

Followed by:

play majorsixth 17448
You play a major sixth on a deep mahogany violin of the Ouroboros and let the haunting notes travel to the milestone.

You are drawn through the aetherways by the sound emanating from a small milestone bearing the name "Jael".

Approaching an aerial spire.
A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. Thick, concealing mist clings to the spire rising high into the sky directly north, leaving it visible only as a towering shadow that looms ominously over the surrounding area. A harsh wind whips around this soaring spire, tearing holes into its misty cloak every so often to expose the flawless, glassy surface hidden beneath. To the south, the snow-covered ground gives way abruptly, forming a sheer cliff with only a single bridge of pellucid ice allowing passage to the snowfields further south. A crystalline panel disrupts the smooth flow of the glass wall here. A small stone milestone thrusts up from the ground, engraved with but a single name. A gnarled crimson spider with a glistening stinger scuttles about here, dripping venom from her mandibles. Elostian, the Enigma has concentrated His essence into a partially corporeal form. Cor Viynain Stormcrow the Blood Savant towers here. He wields an athame dagger in his left hand.
You see exits leading northeast, south, and northwest.

Elostian, the Enigma says, "Clean up."

Viynain raises an athame dagger up and makes a circle in the air. A radiant torc forms from the ether and settles around his neck.

Cor Viynain Stormcrow the Blood Savant says, "Makes sense."

Deep in thought, Viynain leans his cheek on his hand.




DUN DUN DUNNNN

Hey, guys, there's an Event Scrolls Section that should be used more for stuff like that!

I quoted it here because I found it funny!

Ack, sorry! Someone move us?

Bahahahaha.