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by Arix

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Ileein2010-11-08 16:03:13
He's hiding as a glass statue, of course. At least he has a nice view. sad.gif
Unknown2010-11-08 20:28:48
QUOTE (Ileein @ Nov 8 2010, 11:03 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
He's hiding as a glass statue, of course. At least he has a nice view. sad.gif

Wasn't he a Lucidian in the first place?
Daraius2010-11-09 01:19:35

Bureaucracy at work!

QUOTE
You tell Lady Sylandra Silverwind, the Morning Gale, "Congratulations on your winning bids, Mayor."

Sylandra tells you, "Thank you, I need to send you the money."

Sylandra arrives from the southeast.

Sylandra requests a blank letter, and is handed one promptly.

Sylandra puts some gold sovereigns in an elegant white letter.

A harried-looking trill takes a completed letter from Sylandra, and whistles for a glowing sphere. She places the letter inside of the sphere and it speeds away.

Daraius bares his teeth in an odd canine grin.

Sylandra blinks.

Sylandra peers about herself unscrupulously.

Daraius holds out his hand, awaiting the arrival of a delivery sphere.

Sylandra hums innocently to herself.

A glowing sphere buzzes in and circles several times around you. Glowing gemstones flash before a door opens up and shoots a letter into your hands.
A glowing sphere beeps several times before buzzing away at great speed.

You say, "Timely as ever."

Neos2010-11-09 01:36:35
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Munsia D'cente` booms, "All hail Prav the coward who refuses to fight." <-- first shout

Ajarn Jaamil Aurelianos shouts, "Don't be mad if one doesn't want to waste their time with you
deary. Find something more constructive to do." <-- i found this pointless

Munsia D'cente` booms, "Since Prav refuses to fight, and I do not wish to monopolize the Arena
from the rest of the basin. I will end this personally. All hail the Coward. Remember Hallifax,
this is someone you choose to support." <-- blah

Lilian shouts, "Shush Munsia, you've always too much to say about stuff no one cares about." <-- blah

Metamorphic Lyaden shouts, "We care. It's amusing." <-- blah

Munsia D'cente` booms, "Lilian, I will kill you as I already stated I will, my allegiance to
Gaudiguch will not stop your insolence from getting you killed." <-- bleh

Lilian shouts, "Again with the shouting of stuff no one cares about." <-- blah

Yirchi Tsivx shouts, "Duuude..." <-- gets funny, I honored this name a few times

Yirchi Tsivx shouts, "The cows, like...dude, the cows, they're roaring in colour..." <-- hilarious

The aether ripples as the rapturous voice of Eventru, Crown of the Exalted booms, "Your
allegiance to anything has never stopped you before. Thankfully, Our allegiance to peace and
quiet ensures you will quiet down." <-- Smack. Down.
Prav2010-11-09 03:07:20
Har. I fought her for 30 minutes, ran out of willpower.

Said, "Ran out of willpower." (basically telling her to finish it)

She replied, "As I planned." (oh, it was a plan?)

I adjust my plan. Since spending 30 mins to run someone out of WP is a valid strategy, it must be a valid strategy to run around for 30 minutes recouping that willpower. I start icewalling and moving around to meditate.

Munsia heartstops.

As I planned?
Llesvelt2010-11-09 06:46:54
QUOTE (Daraius @ Nov 9 2010, 02:19 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Bureaucracy at work!


This happens more often than one might think in Hallifax, actually >_>
Aicuthi2010-11-09 06:59:19
QUOTE (Prav @ Nov 9 2010, 03:07 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Har. I fought her for 30 minutes, ran out of willpower.

Said, "Ran out of willpower." (basically telling her to finish it)

She replied, "As I planned." (oh, it was a plan?)

I adjust my plan. Since spending 30 mins to run someone out of WP is a valid strategy, it must be a valid strategy to run around for 30 minutes recouping that willpower. I start icewalling and moving around to meditate.

Munsia heartstops.

As I planned?


Munsia arrogance, at its best.
Sylandra2010-11-09 07:26:11
QUOTE (Daraius @ Nov 8 2010, 08:19 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Bureaucracy at work!

I was giggling that whole time.
Kaalak2010-11-09 21:07:57
QUOTE (Prav @ Nov 9 2010, 03:07 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
As I planned?





Eventru2010-11-09 21:13:52
QUOTE (Ileein @ Nov 8 2010, 07:09 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
It was really quite ingenious. They could use all of the Aero/Pyro skills, too.


The real story is, Estarra just wanted to run around lighting impudent mortals on fire...
Llesvelt2010-11-09 21:21:47
So, who played Cririk?
Ayden2010-11-09 21:25:11
QUOTE (Llesvelt @ Nov 9 2010, 01:21 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
So, who played Cririk?


My guess is Elostian! There were times when I was talking with Cririk and he would do something very Elostian-y...
Eventru2010-11-09 21:55:21
I was joking, mind you.

Cririk was obviously Cririk, and Scuchidira was Scuchi Mabuchi (did you know, she rules the flames?).
Unknown2010-11-09 23:57:26
It took us months to shake off the party city precedent you admins left for us. dry.gif
Arath2010-11-10 00:14:03
Shake off? It still is there way too much, but at least it is moving in the right direction.
Asin2010-11-10 01:22:08
QUOTE
Glint tells you, "Good! Go home and eat!"

Glint tells you, "Ust you mudding skills."

Glint tells you, "OPEN FRIDGE."

Glint tells you, "PROBE FRIDGE."

You tell Apprentice Glint Ama'nar'isil, "Rofl."

Glint tells you, "TAKE CARROT FROM FRIDGE."

Glint tells you, "Ok?"

Glint tells you, "Maybe puzzle either muffins, previously baked goods, milk, and protien, and you must count in cheese."


lol'd so much for some reason. This guy is so random and awesome
Unknown2010-11-10 03:21:40
*: Eventru says, "Our Most Righteous Sandal is used as a projectile in only the most dire of situations."

I lol'd. So hard. I almost woke my roommates up.
Arix2010-11-10 03:30:12
He's just copying Estarra.
Eventru2010-11-10 03:48:15
QUOTE (Arix @ Nov 9 2010, 10:30 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
He's just copying Estarra.


Not true.

Poor Chel can testify.
Arix2010-11-10 04:45:16
A frothing mob descends upon the area, holding aloft hastily crafted signs and banners. One of the forward most beligerents thrusts a fist in the air, and cries, "Rabble. RABBLE RABBLE!" Shifting about, shaking their flags and standards in the air, the milling horde quickly whips up a chorus of protest, your eardrums assaulted by a cacophony of "rabblerabblerabblerabblerabblerabblerabblerabblerabble!"