(Market): You say, "Seeking information on lightning strike deterrent rods."

A precise lance of scorching blue flame shoots across the heavens.
You have barely a fraction of a second to feel a dread foreboding before the lance of flame slams directly into your chest, filling your mind with white-hot pain and seeming to set every nerve in your body aflame. When you finally begin to breathe again, there is surprisingly no mark upon your form, but a weakness of mind and body remain to attest to Eventru's anger.

The Divine voice of Someone powerful echoes in your head, "Hm. Missed."

o.o
Why was Lord Eventru hating on you?

Quote;

Acolyte Taevi d'Vanecu, Student of Pain says, "I have -manners-!"

Othero raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Acolyte Taevi d'Vanecu, Student of Pain says, "I keep them around here -somewhere-."

You roll your eyes.

Othero d'Vanecu, Prophet of the Queen says, "That joke is embarassing."

Heh. And this is why I adore Eventru.

(Market): Jigan says, "It's not an abortion, it's a culinary masterpeice! Hide your indescretions in pie crust! Cook for hire."

The Chamber of Gnosis.
Suspended by a framework of wires and reed-framed jade tile, the ground underfoot seems to float above the lower confines of the pyramid. Suffusing the air is a rainbow aura, shimmering and illuminating all within its reach like an iridescent halo. Slabs of white sandstone dominate the centre of the platform, forming a free-standing monument of a nine-pointed star. Magic and light from nearby censers engender the structure in a warm, golden glow. Stretched skin covers the mid-section of the star, riddled with glyphs and secrets that obscure the means to attain enlightenment. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Shimotabi Xiim, the Keeper of the Illuminati is here, shrouded beneath voluminous robes. Surrounded by wind-swept shrouds, a robed Illuminati adept lurks here.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
A shroud-wreathed adept says, "Is that booze I smell, Arix?"

I knew hiring him by accident would be worth it.

At least she likes my beard?

Celest's new welcome sign:

Alger tells you, "Your honours is a wall of text."

My Humps
I concur.

There is no smiley for the face I was making through that.

Really, I would have used

dodge
That went right over my head.

I thought it was appropriate, hehe.

I remember when we used to complain about Exeryte's honors. I don't remember if yours was as ridiculous then, but I'm pretty sure it was one of you who got the HONORS FULL syntax put in.

That was Kaervas.

(clan): ** says, "Guys."
(Celest): ** says, "Take advantage now. I'm soon not going to be a free woman."
(Celest): ** says, "Mis."
(Celest): ** says, "Erm."
(Celest): ** says, "Well... nothing to see here, folks."

Drezneth's axe talks to him. <.< And I got a really bad image from this...


Templar Drezneth Ama'nar'isil says, "Hm, need to polish my armor one of these days."

Rolling his eyes at his axe, Templar Drezneth Ama'nar'isil says, "No i'm not polishing you."

Templar Drezneth Ama'nar'isil says, "... Because you're a talking axe! You made creepy sounds last time."

In a low snarl, you say to Drezneth, "Why not? I imagine it'd like being poli-- oh."

You wince in pain.

(*): Acrune says, "Lotr reminds me of the time I had the house to myself, I had a girl over, and we were going to fool around after lotr, but the movie was so long she had to leave afterwards and I never saw her again ."