<div>Message #2062 Sent By: (imperian) Received On: 1/20/2018/2:59</div><div>"Antioch has filed a bounty against you. Reason: Raiding Antioch and stealing Bina, being a right</div><div>ass, and not belonging anywhere near Antioch till he grows up."</div>
Raya takes a lettuce leaf from an earthenware dish and wraps it around a cluster of spider eggs, then picks a lemon from the bowl and squeezes it over the lettuce.
Raya raises the leaf-wrapped concoction to her mouth and takes a large bite. With a disgruntled look upon her face, she begins eating rather quickly.
Hastily, Raya stuffs the rest of the eggs into her mouth and chews vigorously. Once the dish is finished, she pauses to pick a few spider legs from between her teeth, then flicks them carelessly to the side.
But it doesn't beat Khandava food... #cookietease #cruelcookies
As you take up half of the confection in each hand, you attempt somewhat vainly to fit them back together, an effort that fails miserably before you abandon the notion and instead take a large bite of one half. The cookie easily falls apart upon your tongue, its impossibly soft, chewy texture almost cake-like in consistency. Bearing the rich flavours of red velvet and subtle hints of decadent white chocolate, the dessert's complementing flavours are accentuated by the saccharine sweetness of sifted powdered sugar.
Cloyingly sweet, the next bite of the freshly-baked cookie fills your mouth with warm, oozing white chocolate as your teeth penetrate a pocket of the cocoa-buttery filling.
Brushing the crumbs from your lips, you look over the pleading woodling stenciled on the remaining half of the red velvet cookie you hold. With a sad shake of your head, you shun the lovesick woodling as you stuff the rest of the cookie in your mouth and consume it in one bite.
There are 149 stunning songbirds here. A small ebony songbird with a white chest is perched here, twittering softly. An ebony songbird with orange wings hovers in the air. Fluttering around the room is a delicate white songbird, its emerald wings shimmering. A tiny luminous white songbird hovers in the air here like a glowing star. A songbird of ocean blue and silver is perched here, chirping happily. Puffing up its chest, a small songbird trills loudly here. There are 12 hideously warped treants here. A bedraggled black and russet songbird hovers ungracefully about, trying hard to stay in the air. An ethereal songbird stands here in silent vigilance of his master. A sleek black songbird hovers here on silent wings. There are 48 savage grey wolves here. Preening his immaculate feathers, a red-breasted songbird has alighted here. Leaping and wheeling in constant motion, a beautiful, tiny lavender and white songbird flits through the air. Perched on a small outcropping is a little blue songbird. A gossamer songbird flits in the air delicately on wings of shimmering silver. Hovering tranquilly in the air, a pale green songbird seems to float effortlessly as it darts its wide-eyed, beady gaze curiously about its surroundings. High above you, a brilliant, glowing white songbird is here, flying in smooth circles. A lifelike songbird of origami floats in the air, coasting on paper wings. Tiny trinkets embellishing its bright plumes, a gypsy songbird sings a catchy folk song. An elegant emerald songbird hovers nearby. Something of innumerable ever-shifting colors floats here, chirping in an odd tone every so often. Dancing in the breeze is a petite indigo songbird, its silver wings in a perpetual flurry of motion. Hovering in the air is a cute songbird, its blue feathers flapping as it flies around in the room. Constantly searching for shadows, a songbird of the darkest, deepest hues glides here, its song signifying its presence. A spirited charcoal songbird flaps its wings passionately, as it glides across the room. Bouncing back and forth between her tiny feet; a pudgy, but eternally cute sapphire hued songbird skips and twitters a happy little song incessantly to whomever she sees. Singing mournfully at the skies, a starry-eyed songbird perches here. A cheerful yellow songbird is here, hopping about and sweetly singing to all that would hear her. Easily mistaken as a porcelain figurine, a delicate songbird made of polished white china quietly sits here minding its own business. A tiny turquoise songbird is here, being very quiet. Its plumage twinkling like starlight, a midnight songbird perches here. A minuscule, sparrow-like songbird of charcoal sings a soft, melodic trill from his perch. A twittering songbird of blue hues is perched here. Warbling a tune, a tiny, sparkling songbird flits about in the air joyfully. Winging a joyful dance through the air, a fiery songbird trills beautifully. Hovering silently upon glistening wings, a snow-dusted ebon songbird flits about here. A delicate golden songbird dances gracefully with her trilled tune. Floating on wings of onyx is a tiny, cheerful songbird. A pudgy, hodge-podge songbird rests here, begging shamelessly for food. An opalescent songbird is perched solemnly here. A sable and green songbird darts frenetically from perch to perch. Iridescent feathers shimmering with colour, a maned emerald and lavender songbird is perched here. A green parrotlet songbird clings to a nearby object, examining the area with intent curiosity. Black wings fluttering daintily, a small, red songbird swoops about inquisitively. Bristling at those who tread too near, a frost-rimed ebon wolf rests here in silence. Singing softly, a pudgy crimson songbird flutters about in the air. An ash-colored songbird is perched here, somberly regarding his surroundings. A warm, autumnal songbird is perched here. A spirited ivory songbird hovers here, shooting energetically across the room. Jaw hanging open in a snarl, a savage grey wolf paces here, padding softly back and forth. A downy songbird of twilight hues flits about gracefully here. A pale white songbird flies about here, singing a haunting melody. Hovering in the air is a songbird of autumn hues, the light sparkling off its cinnamon feathers. A teensy tiny pink baby songbird is here, whirling and vaulting in the air. Trilling melodically in the background, a petite silver songbird playfully flits through the air. Flitting about the room is a tiny, brilliantly white songbird. A diminutive songbird with lustrous indigo and teal feathers is perched here. Grey feathers ruffle aggressively along the crest of a petite songbird resting lightly on his perch. Eyeing you ominously, a noble songbird of muted ebony keeps watch. A songbird with golden plumage and azure wings is on the ground here, hunting for a snack. A shiny black songbird with a tall green crest preens itself here. A wolf black as night lurks in the shadows here. A songbird is perched here, its warm-hued feathers neatly settled. A delicate green songbird is perched here, slightly hidden. A delicate sea-blue songbird hovers here, singing merrily. A tiny jewel-winged songbird hovers here, its bells chiming softly. A small songbird with black feathers flits about here, chirping to itself in agitation. A blind wolf stalks here, pale eyes focused on a distant point. A feral grey songbird is here, his chest feathers puffed out indignantly.
Karistan tells you, "If we are classified as Dunestriders, who reside in a desert, why do we ride an Icewyrm?"
This kid is awesome.
<div>Message #2062 Sent By: (imperian) Received On: 1/20/2018/2:59</div><div>"Antioch has filed a bounty against you. Reason: Raiding Antioch and stealing Bina, being a right</div><div>ass, and not belonging anywhere near Antioch till he grows up."</div>
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A blue shard is protruding from the ground here, glowing faintly. Iluv Bialystone, the Crux Shade is here, flames dancing across his flesh. He wields a Shadowfang dirk in his left hand and a mithril shield in his right. Mereis, the Red Hand is riding on a podgy eburnean pony. She is holding a buckler in her left hand. Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements is here.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, and northwest.
You have reached your destination.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Umm...hello."
You give Tilanna the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.
(Ring) You say, “Burn her.”
You say to Tilanna, "Hello there."
You say to Tilanna, "A little lost are we?"
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Aye."
You cackle hellishly at Iluv.
Iluv quickly flings a card with the image of the Universe at the ground.
The card vanishes into the earth in a spark of magick.
You say to Tilanna, "Where would you like to go?"
A shimmering, translucent image rises up before you, its glittering surface displaying the verdant grasslands, soaring mountains, sprawling settlements and deep blue seas of the Aetherian mainland.
Iluv, riding a giant bone-armoured vampire bat named Bartok, reaches out and touches the map, and melts effortlessly into the image.
The shimmering map folds up and vanishes into the ether.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Canaee I think is how it is said."
You say to Tilanna, "And what will you do there, Tilanna, what will you achieve? Can you grab power like we have?"
You curl your lip and sneer arrogantly.
Tilanna tilts her head curiously.
You cackle hellishly.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "What do you mean?"
You say, "The Red Hand and I, we burn things."
You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.
You say, "Wreak havoc and cause terror."
You shrug helplessly at Tilanna.
You say, "Delightful morsels of fear fed to us daily."
You shrug helplessly.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "I'm confused....how is this is connection with power?"
You smile wryly, quite clearly amused.
You pat Tilanna in a friendly manner.
You say, "Perhaps you shall see one day."
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "And who is the Red Hand..?"
Tilanna tilts her head curiously.
You point accusingly at Mereis.
You say, "That thing there."
Undulating prairie.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A blue shard is protruding from the ground here, glowing faintly. Mereis, the Red Hand is riding on a podgy eburnean pony. She is holding a buckler in her left hand. Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements is here.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, and northwest.
Tilanna bows respectfully to Mereis.
You cough softly.
You say, "Caanae, say you?"
You crease your brow in a frown.
Chronus - Arcane Aspirant Chronus - Inside a wooden dwelling
point 223304 at chronus
You draw a circle in the air with your wand, and a fiery outline appears.
A fiery portal opens in the air before you.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Spiders and the like need killing."
You say, "Enter the portal, mayhap you find what you seek."
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Thank you."
You tell Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements, “I might have made a slight miscalculation with my wand.”
The empty southern square.
Filling the firmament is a lattice of heavy grey clouds. A small sign points into a market stall. The shop directory of Caanae rests here on a cracked marble pedestal. A runic tablet has been discarded. There are 3 runic totems here. A pair of steel talons has been discarded here. A brawny man is here, hefting large pieces of leather over his shoulder and scolding his mule. Surrounded by the scent of lilies, a tranquil mare of pure white gently rests here, her silken ribbons trailing to the ground. Shadows shift around a massive, winged fell beast. A stray cat wanders around here, searching the ground for food.
You see exits leading north, northeast, southeast, northwest, and in.
You draw a circle in the air with your wand, and a fiery outline appears.
A fiery portal opens in the air before you.
Tilanna emerges into the room from a fiery portal.
You nod your acknowledgement of Tilanna.
You smile wryly, quite clearly amused.
You say, "This is Caanae!"
Tilanna smiles softly.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Thank you very much sir."
You laughingly say to Tilanna, "You shouldn't trust any man and his wand."
You pat Tilanna in a friendly manner.
"Shoo! Shoo!" you say to Tilanna as you wave her away.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "I'll umm...remember that."
You say, "Northwards, you'll find your spiders."
Tilanna smiles softly.
Tilanna, Initiate of the Elements says, "Yes sir."
Need more villains. Or heroes. Depends if you're Bathan.
Comments
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
But it doesn't beat Khandava food... #cookietease #cruelcookies
I'm sure @Ahkan would go on a rampage if he saw just one songbird
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‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”