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- | '''Prince Ahab catches his big black whale''' | + | [[Braggart Corner/Gavadel vs. Behold|Gavadel vs. Behold]] |
- | ''/Old Behold thought he was hard/ Against the noble Losthaven Guard/ Then Gav hoisted on his tabard/ And then he bloody smacked him hard / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / Cos no one messes with the Losthaven Guard!'' | + | [[Braggart Corner/Zia vs. sand worm|Zia vs. sand worm]] |
+ | [[Braggart Corner/Zia vs. Merista|Zia vs. Merista]] | ||
- | --> Commander Tredwel <-- Guards! We need reinforcements at Courtly Way | + | [[Braggart Corner/Kinass|Kinass]] |
- | against Behold! Render assistance to arresting officer Tarcnesio Custos at | + | |
- | the scene. | + | |
- | You walk north. | + | |
- | You sense that a shadowy bezhuldaar has committed violence against Hanoma and | + | |
- | the natural order that it expresses. | + | |
- | You cannot see anything; your surroundings are filled with a thick, murky, | + | |
- | unnatural darkness. | + | |
- | Something flies in from the south. | + | |
- | > You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | Something's right fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's something dissipates. | + | |
- | Something's something vanishes. | + | |
- | Something's something collapses into a tiny bubble and disappears. | + | |
- | Something is torn from something. | + | |
- | Something's left fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's right mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's left mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's right middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's left middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's right mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's left mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's right hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's left hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | Something's central eye is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's something is torn from it. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of the thing, | + | |
- | quickly lancing into you. | + | |
- | You feel sluggish. | + | |
- | You resist the attack somewhat. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of the thing, | + | |
- | quickly lancing into you. | + | |
- | Your body goes numb. | + | |
- | You feel more sluggish. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | > [ Spirit: 1213/1329 Endurance: 2157/2279 Speed: 35 ] | + | |
- | The mass of shimmering runes covering something's body glows with a fierce | + | |
- | blue light that expands out from it to fill the whole area. When the blinding | + | |
- | light shrinks and collapses, it looks healed. | + | |
- | The subtly-altered fields of probability surrounding something warp back to | + | |
- | their original shape. | + | |
- | Something connects fairly well and munches on your chest with its mouth, | + | |
- | despite your attempt to parry it with your something. | + | |
- | Something connects adequately and bites your head and chest with its mouth, | + | |
- | despite your attempt to parry it with your something. | + | |
- | Sensation returns to your body. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah. | + | |
- | > [ Spirit: 1329 Endurance: 2156.4/2279 Speed: 35 Head: 171.7/177.7 Chest: | + | |
- | 348.6/390.9 ] | + | |
- | Something stretches its wings out. | + | |
- | Something connects by the slimmest of margins and bites your head and chest | + | |
- | with its mouth, despite your attempt to parry it with your something. | + | |
- | Something flies south. | + | |
- | To the south, someone shouts, "Guards! Help me!" | + | |
- | You feel less sluggish. | + | |
- | The white-skinned male human yawns. | + | |
- | You walk south. | + | |
- | Main Street [n, s, e, w, street] | + | |
- | Above you is a still, clear sky. You are on Main street, east of the City | + | |
- | Square. North is City Hall and south is the shop. The area is reasonably | + | |
- | well-lit. Obvious exits are north, south, east and west. | + | |
- | Fledge flies in from the north. | + | |
- | > You concentrate on the shadowy bezhuldaar and peer into the crystal ball. | + | |
- | After a few moments, you find a shadowy bezhuldaar at Baldwin Amphegere's | + | |
- | general store. | + | |
- | You cannot see anything; the place you are trying to look into is filled with | + | |
- | a thick, murky, unnatural darkness. | + | |
- | You feel tired and spiritually drained from using the crystal ball. | + | |
- | > You walk south. | + | |
- | You cannot see anything; your surroundings are filled with a thick, murky, | + | |
- | unnatural darkness. | + | |
- | Something flies in from the north. | + | |
- | > You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of the thing, | + | |
- | quickly lancing into you. | + | |
- | You resist the attack somewhat. | + | |
- | Something's right fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's left fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's right mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's left mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's right middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's left middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's right mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's left mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's right hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's left hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | Something's central eye is transformed into pure holiness. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand. | + | |
- | You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I | + | |
- | command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah. | + | |
- | > [ Spirit: 1220/1329 Endurance: 2014.2/2279 Speed: 38 Head: 172.7/177.7 | + | |
- | Chest: 367.3/390.9 ] | + | |
- | Something begins to move much slower after the passing of a powerful energy | + | |
- | charge from its body. | + | |
- | Something ceases to be attuned to the flows of energy in the area. | + | |
- | Something's channels of focussed power dissolve as a charge of energy | + | |
- | dissipates from its body. | + | |
- | Something seems weaker as a charge of energy dissipates from its form. | + | |
- | The protective aura surrounding its body collapses in on itself and vanishes. | + | |
- | Something seems much more vulnerable to the surrounding world. | + | |
- | The cold, gray folds of shadow surrounding something collapse back on | + | |
- | themselves and vanish. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | The thing falls to the floor with a small thud. | + | |
- | Something disappears, swirling into nothingness. | + | |
- | > You begin meditating. | + | |
- | > You concentrate on the ghost and peer into the crystal ball. | + | |
- | After a few moments, you find a ghost at the cathedral altar. | + | |
- | the cathedral altar [s, e] | + | |
- | Standing here is an enormous altar, decked in gold and fresh flowers. | + | |
- | Statues of the saints and prophets of Yehovah look down from pillars. Seven | + | |
- | white candles burn from the altar, and a huge gold cross hangs on the wall | + | |
- | beyond. Something is engraved on the altar. The area is reasonably well-lit. | + | |
- | Obvious exits are south and east. A gray-skinned female dwarf, a ghost and a | + | |
- | white-skinned male human are here. | + | |
- | You feel tired and spiritually drained from using the crystal ball. | + | |
- | > You feel energy flowing into the violet glyph above your head. | + | |
- | You attune yourself further to nature with your meditations. | + | |
- | You feel the ocean blue glyph on your right palm attune itself more closely to | + | |
- | you, reflecting your connection with nature. | + | |
- | [OOC Behold] well, that will teach me to go idle in LH. | + | |
- | fun with the sand worm | + | [[Sanity versus Kali]] |
- | + | ||
- | You connect precisely and massively irradiate the sand worm's mouth with your | + | |
- | black entropy scythe, though it resists the attack somewhat. | + | |
- | The green glow from the male drow's brightly green-glowing bluish metal | + | |
- | armblade pulses as it strikes. | + | |
- | The sand worm dies. | + | |
- | You feel a sensation as of vistas of experience opening before you, and are | + | |
- | filled with an ineffable lust for life. | + | |
- | The male drow sacrifices some remains to the sun-god Apollo. | + | |
- | The dark-gray-skinned male troll says, >>> I'm going to whack you upside the | + | |
- | head now. <<< in gutturally-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | The dark-gray-skinned male troll tries to whack the male drow with his right | + | |
- | hand. | + | |
- | You laugh. | + | |
- | The male drow states, 'that was so damn habit i didn't even try' in sibilant | + | |
- | Anglic. | + | |
- | The dark-gray-skinned male troll says, >>> that whole ordeal was so I could | + | |
- | skin the damn thing. <<< in gutturally-accented Anglic. | + | |
- | The male drow begins resting. | + | |
- | Zia falls down laughing. | + | |
- | The male drow states, 'lol god...my fingers just hit it without even thinking' | + | |
- | + | ||
- | You call a foul curse upon Dame Merista causing her body to twist violently | + | |
- | with a hideous disfigurement. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her palm lesser ring of protection. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her silvery-lacquered ashwood amulet of force | + | |
- | retribution. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right boot. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left boot. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right greave. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left greave. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right gauntlet. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left gauntlet. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right armguard. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left armguard. | + | |
- | Dame Merista takes off her steel plate cuirass. | + | |
- | Dame Merista puts away her white steel kite shield. | + | |
- | > The young tan-skinned female half-elf guard dies. | + | |
- | [ Spirit: 637/721 Endurance: 1309.8/1313 Speed: 43 Head: 111.3/118.9 | + | |
- | Chest: 252.1/261.5 ] | + | |
- | The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard moans in agony and clutches his | + | |
- | left arm due to the unholy taint infecting him. | + | |
- | The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard connects skillfully and slashes | + | |
- | your right wing with his mithril broadsword. | + | |
- | [ Spirit: 637/721 Endurance: 1310/1313 Speed: 43 Head: 111.3/118.9 Chest: | + | |
- | 252.1/261.5 ] | + | |
- | Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form. | + | |
- | You swing the butt of your black entropy scythe into her chest. | + | |
- | Dame Merista's chest is pounded. | + | |
- | You connect fairly well and massively irradiate Dame Merista's chest and right | + | |
- | arm with your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her | + | |
- | steel longsword. | + | |
- | You connect adequately and vaporize Dame Merista's chest and right leg with | + | |
- | your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel | + | |
- | longsword. | + | |
- | rend | + | |
- | Black arcing blades manifest around Dame Merista and slash her at your | + | |
- | command. | + | |
- | Dame Merista resists the attack slightly. | + | |
- | Dame Merista resists the attack slightly. | + | |
- | > The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard bravely steps in front of Dame | + | |
- | Merista to protect her from danger. | + | |
- | [ Spirit: 622/721 Endurance: 1303.8/1313 Speed: 43 Head: 111.3/118.9 | + | |
- | Chest: 252.1/261.5 ] | + | |
- | Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form. | + | |
- | An unholy glow flares about your black entropy scythe as you strike Dame | + | |
- | Merista with it sinking into her. | + | |
- | Dame Merista is jinxed, though she resists the attack somewhat. | + | |
- | Dame Merista is infected with an unholy taint. | + | |
- | You connect reasonably well and vaporize Dame Merista's head and chest with | + | |
- | your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel | + | |
- | longsword. | + | |
- | Dame Merista connects adequately and pounds your chest with her left hand, and | + | |
- | you are slightly staggered by the attack. | + | |
- | > [ Spirit: 645/721 Endurance: 1300.9/1313 Speed: 43 Head: 111.3/118.9 | + | |
- | Chest: 245.4/261.5 ] | + | |
- | Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form. | + | |
- | You connect well and massively irradiate Dame Merista's head and chest with | + | |
- | your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel | + | |
- | longsword. | + | |
- | Dame Merista has been mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided. | + | |
- | You connect skillfully and mutilate Dame Merista's chest, left arm and left | + | |
- | hand with your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her | + | |
- | steel longsword. | + | |
- | Dame Merista dies. | + | |
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- | == Kinass == | + | |
- | + | ||
- | [03:46] [OOC Kinass] Ah, a reboot. So Brawn and Hypnotiq's equipment have been | + | |
- | lost. | + | |
- | [03:46] [OOC Substance nods] | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Substance] the phylactery of stars was only hard to come by piece | + | |
- | in hypnotiq's inventory | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Fezzik] We learn from history that we do not learn anything from | + | |
- | history. | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Surgin] and i have a few extra somewhere | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Kinass] Brawn had quite a few important pieces in his inventory. | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Surgin] the armour set mostly on brawn | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Substance] you killed brawn? | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Kinass] Yes. | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Surgin] afk rager isn't much of a fight | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Fezzik] It's that SPECIAL kind of ultraviolet light... you know, | + | |
- | the kind that doesn't travel at the speed of light. | + | |
- | [03:47] [OOC Substance boggles] | + | |
- | [03:48] [OOC Substance ahhs] | + | |
- | [03:48] [OOC Kinass] He attempted to kill me with Slugworth after talking to | + | |
- | me as Brawn. | + | |
- | [03:49] [OOC Kinass] Quite boring here tonight. Nothing but xp grinding. | + | |
- | [03:50] [OOC Surgin] oh, you do some leveling after all | + | |
- | [03:50] [OOC Joku] I have done enough leveling. | + | |
- | [03:50] [OOC Substance chuckles] | + |
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