/approve

PS Maybe they didn't know the true value...? Hah.

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Dartenian says, "The thing that makes Dragon Dance king is that it pretty much bonuses every single that can possibly be buffed for combat. Including at least two things that don't even exist."

Seriously just... wow. This guy is just all sorts of awesome. This just adds onto it.

I can't even describe how shocked I am. For something like that I'd have tweaked my RP or even just thrown it out the window in order to sell it. Way to go!


- George, Player of Foresee

>profile Hrethgar
Features: Hrethgar has no head at the moment. He has tanned skin.
>blink

I WASN'T LYING FYI IT REALLY WAS


Ventuul offers you a moldering scroll. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You accept Ventuul's offer and are now holding a moldering scroll.

Malzard says to Ventuul, "You have made a wise decision."

Ventuul says, "Please rid us of this."

You ask, "More Energy Manacles to feed to the fire?"

Ventuul says, "No, more dangerous."

Malzard says to you, "I am pleased to see you do the good work here."

The moldering scroll contains a complete description of the Incinerate spell.

"Ancient tales describe an all-consuming, colorless flame known as Blackfire. The Incinerate spell is one fairly weak targeted form of that foul magic, unable to remain in effect for more than a quick blast of explosive black flame. If it strikes its victim it can be instantly fatal, but even when it isn't, the effects are painful. Avoid naphtha when casting this spell."
Unfortunately, sections of the scroll make references to spells you don't know.
Roundtime: 15 sec.

You blink.

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Rev. Reene

"Shard by shard she rearranges the world.
It looks the same, she says, but it is not.
It looks as they expect, but it is not."

Ventuul says to Caelumia, "I have something I need you to destroy."

Foresee says, "An odd request."

Caelumia cocks her head at Ventuul.

Caelumia asks, "What is it?"

Ventuul offers Caelumia a moldering scroll.

Caelumia accepts Ventuul's moldering scroll.

Malzard says to Ventuul, "You have made a wise decision."

Ventuul says, "Please rid us of this."

Caelumia asks, "More Energy Manacles to feed to the fire?"

Ventuul says, "No, more dangerous."

Malzard says to Caelumia, "I am pleased to see you do the good work here."

Caelumia peruses a moldering scroll.

Caelumia blinks.

Caelumia slowly says, "Good gods."

Caelumia asks, "You... you found this?"

Alecz asks, "What is it?"

Megwyn blinks.

Caelumia slowly asks, "You found this and you want me to destroy it?"

Foresee says, "I'm not sure I want to know."

Megwyn squints.

Caelumia says, "Um..."

Telrenth says, "Got me curious."

Malzard says to Caelumia, "Energy Manacles to Incinerate. Do it now."

Ventuul says to Caelumia, "Yes."

Malzard nods at Ventuul, obviously agreeing with his views.

Caelumia says, "It...yes."

Caelumia says, "Malzard, Ripple. Please."

Malzard says, "Of course."

Caelumia says, "I don't even want the ashes of this in this plane."

Malzard asks Caelumia, "If I may? For assurance?"

Caelumia glances at Malzard.

Caelumia says, "Just cast it."

Ventuul nods in agreement.

Caelumia exclaims, "Just bloody cast it!"

Malzard says, "I do insist on ensuring what is being destroyed."

Caelumia says, "Which is why you will cast it and let me throw this at the ripple."

You say, "You could give it to a Warrior Mage to have it incinerated with that cantrip of theirs."

Caelumia says, "I would never hand this to a Warrior Mage."

Ventuul says, "No."

Foresee blinks.

Foresee says, "Oh dear..."

Megwyn mutters to herself.

Malzard says, "I'm sorry, I would need to know what is being done."

Ventuul asks, "Will you destroy it, yes or no?"

Caelumia says, "You know what's being done."

You say, "Ah, it's...well then. Well, well."

Caelumia exclaims, "Cast the damn spell!"

Malzard says to Caelumia, "If you cannot abide by my conditions, you will find another way."

Malzard says, "You are nothing if not resourceful."

Caelumia says, "Because I don't want it taken back to Shard."

You say, "You might feed it to the gelapod. Though someone might kill the poor thing trying to get it out again."

Malzard fixes Caelumia with a calm, clear stare.

Foresee asks, "It is, isn't it?"

Ventuul says, "If no one is going to destroy the scroll, return it to me so I can find someone with more sense."

Caelumia quietly says, "Yes."

Foresee says, "Bloody void in a bloody bloody bucket..."

Caelumia asks Thylos, "You know Ripple?"

Thylos nods to Caelumia.

Caelumia says, "Cast it."

Foresee says, "Please."

You say, "Please do not become confused and cast storm by accident."

Caelumia says, "And let a third party handle it if you are all so concerned about me suddenly knowing how to swap out a scroll without anyone noticing."

Caelumia offers you a moldering scroll. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You shudder.

The air ripples and distorts briefly.

You accept Caelumia's offer and are now holding a moldering scroll.

The moldering scroll contains a complete description of the Incinerate spell.

"Ancient tales describe an all-consuming, colorless flame known as Blackfire. The Incinerate spell is one fairly weak targeted form of that foul magic, unable to remain in effect for more than a quick blast of explosive black flame. If it strikes its victim it can be instantly fatal, but even when it isn't, the effects are painful. Avoid naphtha when casting this spell."

Unfortunately, sections of the scroll make references to spells you don't know.

The air ripples as a wave of distortion shudders through the area.

Caelumia says, "It seems to be what you're all implying."

You say, "It is...yes."

Purehand asks, "What's on it?"

Caelumia says, "Drop it, Szrael."

Malzard says, "It was never meant to be an offense to anyone."

Caelumia says, "The Ripple will take it."

The air ripples as a wave of distortion shudders through the area.

You drop a moldering scroll.

Thylos nods to you.

The air ripples as a wave of distortion shudders through the area.

As the wave floods outward, it causes a moldering scroll to vanish without a trace.

Foresee lets out a deep sigh of contentment.

Celeres says to Purehand, "That's what I'm wondering.."

Alecz sighs.

You slowly lower your tail to the ground.

Foresee says, "Some research should never be spread..."

Thylos asks, "Is that all?"

Caelumia says, "Incinerate."

Caelumia says, "Yeah. That's all."

Ventuul's tail undulates passively just above the ground.

Foresee shudders.

The air ripples as a wave of distortion shudders through the area.

A small tongue of fire licks out along the edges of a tiny fiery fissure.

Ventuul says, "Rath'a saar."

You roll the tip of your tail along the ground, gazing contentedly at Ventuul.

Dya says, "Is it gone."

Ventuul smiles at you.

Dya ponders.

The air ripples as a wave of distortion shudders through the area.

Telrenth says, "Its gone."

The distortion in the air fades away.

You say, "Yes. It was ... what she said."

--Player of Szrael --

I woulda loved to see Malzard run away with it cackling.

Alas.

Reminds me... I need to poke Armifer for a status update on certain spells :)

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Dartenian says, "The thing that makes Dragon Dance king is that it pretty much bonuses every single that can possibly be buffed for combat. Including at least two things that don't even exist."

>>It was the right thing to do, but..

>>/cry

Seconded, holy bejeezus. RPA that man to compensate for his loss. Repeatedly. Until he can't take it anymore.


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SEND[Bramoir] Okay, you are all set, just make sure you use your name for the powers of good okay?
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>>Venda'tuul is pretty much awesome.


- Terra

I spent some time roaming around tonight until I finally ran into the two of you. It was impromptu but happened a lot the way I had hoped for an introduction.

Thanks and looking forward to future encounters.


-Xuren's Player

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"You seek for knowledge and wisdom, as I once did; and I ardently hope that the gratification of your wishes may not be a serpent to sting you, as mine has been." -Mary Shelley's Frankenstein