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3889h, 3855m, 4329e, 10p, 17385en elrxkb-
You wildly jab a stiletto pointed dagger at a small green frog. You plunge your dagger into him,
driving it deep.
You have scored a CRITICAL hit!
You focus on your wasted efforts, resolving to shift the damage forward.
The point of the blade thrusts through a small green frog's body and emerges from his back, jolting
him upright as an expression of horror crosses his face. He finally slides off the blade, dropping
to the ground with a thud.
You have slain a small green frog.
look
Top of a slope.
A few scattered white-stone rocks mark the edge of the Alabaster Road as it grazes the forest. Tall
elm trees spread their branches over this dirt pathway as it heads southwards into the forest. The
path slopes gently downwards, splitting around the base of a venerable elm into two smaller, steeper
pathways. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. A
mature oak tree stands proudly here. Someone has dissected a frog here.
You see exits leading north, south, and southwest.
You wildly jab a stiletto pointed dagger at a small green frog. You plunge your dagger into him,
driving it deep.
You have scored a CRITICAL hit!
You focus on your wasted efforts, resolving to shift the damage forward.
The point of the blade thrusts through a small green frog's body and emerges from his back, jolting
him upright as an expression of horror crosses his face. He finally slides off the blade, dropping
to the ground with a thud.
You have slain a small green frog.
look
Top of a slope.
A few scattered white-stone rocks mark the edge of the Alabaster Road as it grazes the forest. Tall
elm trees spread their branches over this dirt pathway as it heads southwards into the forest. The
path slopes gently downwards, splitting around the base of a venerable elm into two smaller, steeper
pathways. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. A
mature oak tree stands proudly here. Someone has dissected a frog here.
You see exits leading north, south, and southwest.
QUOTE (Lilia @ Sep 23 2011, 12:23 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
So... was that a good deed, or a bad deed?
How very neutral of you...
What can I say? I like that image.
-aethership kabloom-
You say, "Owie."
0h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
Innovator Shuyin says, "I will save you, Rivius."
0h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
Shuyin points an Amulet of Resurrection at you and a beam of sparkling light envelops your bodiless soul. The light solidifies around you, and you feel new flesh suddenly surge around you.
1h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
You say, "Owie."
0h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
Innovator Shuyin says, "I will save you, Rivius."
0h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
Shuyin points an Amulet of Resurrection at you and a beam of sparkling light envelops your bodiless soul. The light solidifies around you, and you feel new flesh suddenly surge around you.
1h, 4605m, 5052e, 0p, 30595en, 21685w elrx<>-
Shuyin is an Innovator? When did Lusternia get gundams? 
QUOTE (Rivius @ Oct 2 2011, 08:07 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
-aethership kabloom-
On a similar, though more unintentional note... (due to non-up-to-date name highlights. Poor Ryylaet.)
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Orcus has been beaten to a pulp by a gila lizard.
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Orcus down."
(Serenwilde): Jazzel says, "Need resurgem?"
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Yes."
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Two to mother."
The Moonhart Mother Tree.
Sprays of chervil cover the forest floor. Singing a hauntingly beautiful melody, Miakoda, Maiden of the Moonhart, stands here. Towering high above is the Moonhart Mother Tree, stretching her enormous branches heavenwards. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. There are 5 fierce timberwolves here. A platinum eye sigil is here. Hovering over a raised dais are two silver arrows, their long shafts crossed with the points aimed skywards. A striped badger is here, licking its paws. There are 2 armoured badgers here. There are 3 armoured owls here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Watching you warily, a silver-furred vixen sniffs the air. An oak sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. There are 12 centaur hunters here. There are 14 kephera nature warders here. A moon maiden floats here, her form swathed in glowing cloth. An elfen guard strolls here, alert and vigilant. An illustrated canvas hangs in the air here, supported by silvery ribbons. Munching on a fallen tree branch, a hulking green weevil impertinently stares at you. Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf is here. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand. Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative is here. He wields an athame dagger in his left hand and a beautiful faeling axe in his right.
You see exits leading north, south, and through a vined stairway.
Ryylaet welcomes you into his coven.
Ryylaet links hands with you and the other members of the coven, forming a sacred circle.
Jazzel performs a graceful curtsey.
You join the coven in the resurgem ceremony, calling on Spirit Moon to return one of her lost souls to the land of the living. Orcus's corpse appears in the centre of the circle, in a pool of silvery light. The corpse submerges into the light, then rises again whole.
Ryylaet nods his head emphatically.
cw
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Commune Member      Rank                Position                  CT Â
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Jazzel              Woodswoman                                    On
Bea                  Forest Warden                                  On
Turnus              Forest Warden        Commune Minister          On
Astrasia            Forest Warden                                  On
Ryylaet              Forest Warden        Commune Aide              On
Raeri                Forest Warden        Commune Aide              On
*******************************************************************************
Currently, there are 6 Commune Members on this Plane and 5 on other Planes.
You say, "He's not Seren."
honours orcus
Orcus of the Murder (Male Human).
He is 23 years old, having been born on the 12th of Dvarsh, 283 years after the Coming of Estarra.
He is unranked in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is a Landloper in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is a graduate of the Shadowmaze (honours).
He walks with Divine Grace.
He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.
He is not currently active in any family.
You say, "Glom, actually."
Orcus looks up into the air for divine inspiration.
You say, "Awwwwkwarrrd."
Bea ponders the situation.
Jazzel twitches spasmodically.
Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "It is a bit."
Orcus of the Murder says, "Thanks anyway?"
Jazzel flashes Orcus a joyous smile.
Ryylaet blinks perplexedly for a moment before emitting a confused "Wha?"
Bea shrugs helplessly.
Ryylaet rolls his eyes.
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "Yeah, my bad."
Glancing wryly at Ryylaet, you hide a grin behind your hand.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "But, yeah, now that I've done that, shoo shoo."
"Heh heh heh" Orcus chuckles.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "Don't tell your friends."
(Moondancers): You say, "... heh."
Orcus gives the world a smart salute.
(Moondancers): Ryylaet says, "Noo. Frigging.. Ugh."
Orcus of the Murder says, "Erm. How do I get out of here?"
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Orcus down."
(Serenwilde): Jazzel says, "Need resurgem?"
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Yes."
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet says, "Two to mother."
The Moonhart Mother Tree.
Sprays of chervil cover the forest floor. Singing a hauntingly beautiful melody, Miakoda, Maiden of the Moonhart, stands here. Towering high above is the Moonhart Mother Tree, stretching her enormous branches heavenwards. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. There are 5 fierce timberwolves here. A platinum eye sigil is here. Hovering over a raised dais are two silver arrows, their long shafts crossed with the points aimed skywards. A striped badger is here, licking its paws. There are 2 armoured badgers here. There are 3 armoured owls here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Watching you warily, a silver-furred vixen sniffs the air. An oak sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. There are 12 centaur hunters here. There are 14 kephera nature warders here. A moon maiden floats here, her form swathed in glowing cloth. An elfen guard strolls here, alert and vigilant. An illustrated canvas hangs in the air here, supported by silvery ribbons. Munching on a fallen tree branch, a hulking green weevil impertinently stares at you. Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf is here. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand. Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative is here. He wields an athame dagger in his left hand and a beautiful faeling axe in his right.
You see exits leading north, south, and through a vined stairway.
Ryylaet welcomes you into his coven.
Ryylaet links hands with you and the other members of the coven, forming a sacred circle.
Jazzel performs a graceful curtsey.
You join the coven in the resurgem ceremony, calling on Spirit Moon to return one of her lost souls to the land of the living. Orcus's corpse appears in the centre of the circle, in a pool of silvery light. The corpse submerges into the light, then rises again whole.
Ryylaet nods his head emphatically.
cw
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Commune Member      Rank                Position                  CT Â
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Jazzel              Woodswoman                                    On
Bea                  Forest Warden                                  On
Turnus              Forest Warden        Commune Minister          On
Astrasia            Forest Warden                                  On
Ryylaet              Forest Warden        Commune Aide              On
Raeri                Forest Warden        Commune Aide              On
*******************************************************************************
Currently, there are 6 Commune Members on this Plane and 5 on other Planes.
You say, "He's not Seren."
honours orcus
Orcus of the Murder (Male Human).
He is 23 years old, having been born on the 12th of Dvarsh, 283 years after the Coming of Estarra.
He is unranked in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is a Landloper in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is a graduate of the Shadowmaze (honours).
He walks with Divine Grace.
He is considered to be approximately 0% of your might.
He is not currently active in any family.
You say, "Glom, actually."
Orcus looks up into the air for divine inspiration.
You say, "Awwwwkwarrrd."
Bea ponders the situation.
Jazzel twitches spasmodically.
Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "It is a bit."
Orcus of the Murder says, "Thanks anyway?"
Jazzel flashes Orcus a joyous smile.
Ryylaet blinks perplexedly for a moment before emitting a confused "Wha?"
Bea shrugs helplessly.
Ryylaet rolls his eyes.
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "Yeah, my bad."
Glancing wryly at Ryylaet, you hide a grin behind your hand.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "But, yeah, now that I've done that, shoo shoo."
"Heh heh heh" Orcus chuckles.
Wintry Scion Ryylaet Talnara, the Cogitative says, "Don't tell your friends."
(Moondancers): You say, "... heh."
Orcus gives the world a smart salute.
(Moondancers): Ryylaet says, "Noo. Frigging.. Ugh."
Orcus of the Murder says, "Erm. How do I get out of here?"
