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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Can't a Girl Get Some Sleep around Here?!
Linnix awoke irritated. This is now the third time she has been awakened and her seething temper rose exponentially. She didn't know and likewise didn’t care who these people were or where they came from; all she knew was that they were not courteous, and they were the ones who woke her up. Getting up slowly, she slips out of sight, and draws the hand crossbow.
In Linnix’s hand, the feeling of the crossbow’s handle further awakens her, putting her anger into action. I’ll fix you. Linnix thinks bitterly, her uncharacteristic rage reaching the same zenith as in the cave. She looks out from beyond the cover of the tree, and levels the crossbow with the stranger’s head. Without a second thought, she fires, and then instinctively grabs one of her daggers in her other hand; if they survived, they would be sure to come and look. However, in reaching for the dagger, her hand passes by the handle of the short sword. Linnix pauses for just a second, but reasons that since the sword glows, it could give away her position, and if the person took it from her it would give them an advantage against the others. Well, if she had to, she would use definately it, although, she didn’t know what it did...
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 17:18:35.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Subject: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Alright, here's the Q/A for AoD.
This is the player list (people who signed up):
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These are the people currently playing:
Sibelius Eos Owm
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Okron
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 23:51:41.
Edited on 2009-08-07 at 00:22:00 by Reralae
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Intuition and Truth
Riina sighs, Just as I thought she thinks as she raises her bow, which was already nocked with an arrow beforehand. In the end, even the crow is pounced by the wolf when it is still aware. Such is the way of the predator, seeing all others outside of their group as competition, and acting to remove that threat.
Riina draws the bow string, feeling it against the side of her nose, with her hand holding the string just below her right eye. The string lines up with her pupil, and so too with the first goblin that reacted. Adjusting her aim with the hopes of piercing the goblin's armour in a weak spot, which were generally at the neck, head, and both shoulder and leg joints.
Settling on aiming at the creature's neck, Riina releases the string, following through the motion by bringing her right hand back past her ear. Holding the bow completely still until the arrow sails past, she then immediately reaches over her shoulder for another arrow, either at the same target, or the next threat closest to the currently unarmed elf.
A dark idea blossoms in the depths of Riina's mind, and her eyes seem to fade into a pitch blackness for just a moment. Will it really come to that? she wonders.
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 23:37:48.
Edited on 2008-04-18 at 23:39:10 by Reralae
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Topic: Welcome or Not!
Subject: Seen
The woman nearly stops in her tracks, seeing the stranger advance on her. *sigh* Well, how can I blame them? I'd probably advance too, seeing a stranger in an alley and I am in the dark here. the girl thinks to herself, continuing to walk into the light.
"There's no need for that." She says, her voice slightly surprising her, being gentle and calm but firm, and with a pitch and resonance different and seemingly older than her normal voice; she had forgotten this body's voice, since she had not used it for a while now.
Stepping into the light, the woman curtsies to the stranger, "I'm sorry if I startled you, but I wasn't expecting to come across anyone going this way."
She smiles warmly, "Well, I imagine you are busy as well, so I won't take any more of your time."
The woman steps forward, passing the stranger, "Take care." She says in farewell.
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 04:27:39.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Hesitance
Riina bites her lip, "I don't like it."
She pauses for a moment, considering if there's any other ways she can think of offhand, and comes up blank.
"Very well then." Riina says cautiously, "We shall try this, but be wary; no predator accepts an offering without suspicion. The predator has the upper hand right now, in both numbers, and in that it holds captive what you're seeking the rescue of, as well as the destruction I at least have to try to avert. Be on your guard, and be ready to counterattack if they go straight into attacking you. I'll be ready."
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 03:58:10.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: An Embodiment of Destruction
"Do you know that scent?" Riina asks softly, "It is the scent of what is in those barrels, and I'm guessing in those sticks as well. It is a dry powder, not unlike the parched earth after a drought, but unlike mere soil and dirt, it holds within its form an intense flame. Ignited by fire, that powder amplifies it, so much so that it forms in an instant what appears to be a piece of the sun. If confined and lit, like it would be in those sticks I'm guessing, I can only imagine what destruction it could bring... Fire does not like to be confined, and if given the chance it will burst the container, with an even more disastrous result than were it merely spreading."
Riina goes silent, staring at the barrels while the other one elaborated on a potential plan. She sighs.
"When the tiger is presented a squirrel by an elk, it doesn't see the squirrel, and pounces the elk." Riina says simply, "If the squirrel is dead, so much the better, for the tiger will take both."
Riina shakes her head and gives another sigh, "That powder's purpose is only destruction; it cannot be used for any other thing. Its presence here can really only mean that those goblins are going to destroy something, and as we are close to the forest, I'd guess that that something is in the forest itself. We are running out of options, and time."
Riina tightens her grip on her bow, "I had hoped otherwise, but it appears that the least desireable action is among the only options we have. Regardless of what action we take, there is the potential for something to go wrong, but given the threat of that powder, I suppose we will have to deal with the immediate threat. When the lynx's home is threatened by a wolf, does the lynx run, or fight, even though the wolf has a pack it can call?"
Posted on 2008-04-16 at 23:44:04.
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Topic: number
Subject: Mathematical Operators Required
2 SquareRoot(16)
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:57:55.
Edited on 2008-04-15 at 04:59:00 by Reralae
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Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: Allergic Reaction Much?
The first one inverts through its mouth and dies. The second one gets hives and gives you the common cold.
I give it (the remaining one) a d43046721.
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:47:07.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: Oooh
How about diamonds that were cursed to be amythests?
Lead poisoning or mercury poisoning?
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:43:30.
Edited on 2008-04-15 at 04:54:51 by Reralae
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: That's quite easy
Coma for me ^_^
I like dreaming...
Be warped to a world that changes you physically into one of its denizens the longer you stay in it, or visit a time that you can't return from?
Posted on 2008-04-15 at 04:18:13.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Potential Threat
Riina nearly hisses as the night breeze wafts the scent of gunpowder to her nostrils. It is a despicable scent, and one she had only smelt once before. It is dry, and raspy, not unlike the burnt ashes left behind by a fire. Oh yes, Riina would not forget that one day where she smelt both the powder and seen the destruction that had definitely followed.
It was a warm day, despite the clouds in the sky, as Riina carefully wandered through a plain, keeping below the height of the grass, staying hidden. There was a column of smoke in the sky that arose from a distant place, and Riina went to verify its cause. It was the burning remnants of an outpost, with only two walls still intact. Clearly, some sort of battle had taken place, and there were still bodies lying around, goblin and human mostly. The small fort was evidently being defended by the human forces, while the goblins attacked. A select few of the goblin bodies lying there were carrying tiny barrels of a black powder, some of which was spilt from most of the barrels. Its unmistakeable scent was engrained within Riina's mind since that day, but she was not sure that such an apparently simple thing could cause that much damage. She had taken a very small sample, and placed it nearby. With the flint and steel she had, she caused a spark, and the powder instantly reacted, swiftly burning in an instant with a notable 'pop' sound. Riina shook her head. A substance that can only bring about death and destruction has no place on this world. She thought solemnly.
Riina's eyes narrow. That powder could only bring about destruction and pain. Quickly, she looks around for the source of the smell, and finds it: one of the barrels propped beside one of the tents. Beside that barrel are a couple blood-red sticks, with a line of string coming out of it. Riina instinctively guesses that they too would hold the same properties as that black powder or maybe even that powder itself, with an added timer that would let it be lit for several moments before it exploded. They are weapons, dangerous ones, yet, Riina wondered, could they be used against the user? Riina shakes her head quickly; no, that would have to be a last minute resort, since she would not be able to estimate the amount of damage it would cause.
Posted on 2008-04-14 at 23:22:18.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Very Rude Awakening
Linnix lets out a groan; apparently she did not go far enough away from the campsite. Sleepily she walks back up to the campsite, rubbing her eyes.
"You know, a couple of us are trying to get some sleep here!" Linnix half yells at Kas, her eyes still mostly closed.
Then the words sunk in, but Linnix was a bit beyond caring, "So, just because they couldn't be bothered to wait for the morrow..." Linnix says, slightly shaking.
"Besides, what do you expect me to do?" Linnix continues incredulously, glaring at Kas, "Suddenly grow wings so I can fly across that hole, be strong enough to carry Artanis' body, and fly all the way back here? I think not. I don't even want to see if I can get across that hole."
Linnix yawns, "If they got themselves into whatever it is they got themselves into, then they can probably get themselves out of it. In any case, I doubt I'd be of any help, why don't you go, Xaris?"
Linnix turns her back, and wanders off to find yet another different secluded place to sleep, "Have fun." she says in farewell, waving.
At the next place, which turns out to be just off to the side of the clearing Aelistae is sleeping in, Linnix just slumps to the ground, her back leaning against a tree, and she falls asleep.
Posted on 2008-04-13 at 16:19:19.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Feeling
Riina felt the other one calm down, then disappear after a couple words. She felt his resolve, then his understanding, then his fear, but shared none of them. There were still a couple of things that had to be done at some point. Riina knew that she still had to try to determine the goblin group's intentions regarding the forest. So far, no sign had been shown, so either they were hiding it well, or they weren't interested in the forest itself. It was likely the latter, but Riina did not like to take chances.
Her adept eyes did another quick glance over the camp, seeing if there was any sort of hint that would show anything. They were trained to be good predators, but that didn't mean they didn't have other things to do as well. She specifically looks for things she's seen among woodcutters: those serrated saw blades, or keen logging axes.
She knew she couldn't afford staying in one spot for long; a predator that has caught the scent (or seen the torchlight in this case) of a different prey would be sure to be searching. Catiously, she moves around the camp, keeping a safe distance, and ensuring she wouldn't be seen or heard.
(OOC: Riina wouldn't know if the goblins had set up any traps or not, so she immediately would assume so, and so takes care in relocating)
Posted on 2008-04-12 at 00:18:39.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Startlement
Linnix nearly slams her head against the outside of the cave as she just about jumps up from her sitting position. Her eyes are wide as she looks around at the sky, searching for the thunderstorm. After a moment, seeing there are no real dark masses of clouds in the sky, it dawns on Linnix that the sound resonated from inside the cave.
Linnix was not amused. She wanted to rest, but that noise had jolted her body with adrenaline, and she was now wide awake.
"Ugh, what a bother." She murmurs angrily, standing up.
She was not in the mood to enter the cave, and she slowly assumed that it was because Loriel had set off a loud trap or something... It was like a clap of thunder though, and Linnix didn't know any sort of trap that used it - wait, what else was electrically that she had seen before? Linnix crosses her arms as she thinks about the humming crystals in that shield Artanis wielded. Well, that shield was almost fully charged, with seven of the eight gems lit on it, perhaps Artanis had Elesia identify her shield and she used it to unleash its power on some group of enemies they found. Linnix nodded to herself; that made sense.
Satisfied with her thought up explanation, Linnix wanders a bit further out, so she wasn't in range of that calamitous noise. She leans against a tree and slowly sets herself on the ground. After a moment, the adrenaline in her body fades, and she felt as relaxed as before. Bringing herself to a similar position as before, Linnix falls asleep.
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 23:56:27.
Edited on 2008-04-11 at 23:57:11 by Reralae
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Topic: Drakenhorde Q&A
Subject: Technicalities
Well, if you include your familiar, that'd be 17-3, and then with Brianna and the other elf, that'd be 17-5... so nearly 3 to 1, but still not all that good; hardly how a proper rescue would be... but then again, that's probably me being picky...
Anyway... I guess I'd better get to figuring out my post ^-^
BTW... what was the weather like recently? Rainy, sunny, hot, windy? (That'll also determine how much Riina is worried about a forest fire)
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 23:36:50.
Edited on 2008-04-11 at 23:39:01 by Reralae
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Depending on what it implies
^ Cat hater... from the looks of it
< Likes Twilight
v Puts 150% into their work 10% of the time with a 45% chance of overdoing it
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 23:09:24.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: *winces*
Ouch, that looked like it hurt...
So... does the explosion's noise wake Linnix up then?
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 22:51:14.
Edited on 2008-04-11 at 23:10:14 by Reralae
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Repurcussions
Riina sniffs, and slowly, hesitantly, she replies in Sylvan, "Do you not know the anger of the hawk that has missed the agile rabbit? Do you not know the fury of the tiger that has been wounded by its would-be prey? Have you not felt your own irritation or anger when the perfect hunt fails? So are those goblins the predators, and those elves their caught prey. One does not take the meat from the lion's mouth lest they face the wrath of it, and their entire pride. Those goblins have felt victory and success, at what cost, we cannot know, and they will not suffer to let that be spoiled. They will pursue, like any predator would, and like the enraged bear, they will not care about bringing destruction in their wake."
Riina now stares at the goblin's bonfire, its flickering light reflecting in her eyes, "However, unlike the creatures of the wild, they can use fire. A torch dropped in haste or even by accident, or even one caught in the foliage; that is all it would take. Fire spreads on a whim, often aided by wind and dry earth. A fire so started easily grows beyond our control..." Riina's voice fades, as an afterthought, she adds, "I think you're overestimating your capabilities, and underestimating your opponents. They will not want to return to where they came from empty handed, and in the case you are successful, if they take considerable loss in numbers, enough to deem you a threat, and they return to inform the rest of them, they will want to take action to remove that threat."
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 18:38:05.
Edited on 2008-04-11 at 23:19:20 by Reralae
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: Hmm
The muse didn't quit; they fired you as their writer.
wish... that I could think up a character for Glory's campaign...
Posted on 2008-04-11 at 01:54:51.
Edited on 2008-04-11 at 01:55:31 by Reralae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Cat Nap
Linnix sees the stranger intrude upon Aelistae's wonderful dance, and nearly draws her crossbow to fend off the intruder, but it appeared Aelistae knew them, so she let them be. After a moment, whereby they exchange kisses and words, Linnix smiles and wonders, are they lovers? She almost felt a bit ashamed, since now it was as though she were the one intruding upon them. Still smiling, she looks towards the horizon.
Linnix's eyes grow distant as she watches the far off dusk, and her smile fades. She thinks to the events of this day. She still couldn't quite believe that she had agreed to go on this quest in the first place. *sigh* What was I thinking? She thinks solemnly, The others are here to help our patron, I too, but for a price. It would be silly not to expect a price, even if it isn't shown right away, and yet, the others don't seem to care about that.
Linnix brings her knees to her chest, and rests her arms upon them. I don't belong here... so why am I here? She wonders. Her head slowly falls forward to rest on her arms, and her eyes slowly close, as she drifts into slumber. Very little crosses her mind as she slips away, but the mare of the night slowly stirred to follow.
Posted on 2008-04-09 at 23:58:18.
Edited on 2008-04-10 at 00:31:39 by Reralae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Oh wow
I completely missed the posts regarding what to identify, and yes, that sounds fine (the cloak, the bracers and the ring)
oh, and if someone else wants the glowey blue short sword, they can just ask Linnix 
Posted on 2008-04-09 at 00:47:53.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Unanswered
Riina says nothing, looking beyond to where the goblin camp was. She had given up on listening to the other one, and so set about counting goblins. Still, it bothered her. She knew she would be different, having not been raised in a killoren culture, but she didn't think it'd be this different. She shakes her head of the thought, and returns to goblin counting. If any one of them got away, there would be sure to be retaliation. Even if she managed to take out all the ones that escaped, there was still the threat of retaliation just from the lack of response their base would receive.
Then Riina looks over to where the two captives are. She looks them over swiftly, hardly stopping in her survey. She had trained herself for the case that she'd end up in a conflict with goblins, but she'd never have imagined this situation.
(OOC: Riina will try to get a count of all the goblins in the campsite, surveying thrice over in order to ensure an accurate count, and at the same time perhaps see if there is a way to get to the captives unseen, because it's one thing if prisoners just seem to get lucky and escape, and another if there is an offensive rescue attempt)
Posted on 2008-04-09 at 00:15:40.
Edited on 2008-04-09 at 00:24:13 by Reralae
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Disbelief
Riina doesn't respond, as though she was the one asked to stay quiet rather than the wolf. She just can't respond. She is too shocked; she cannot believe what she is hearing. You're of the same people, the same race, and yet, you couldn't be much more different...
Riina averts her eyes. She was taught that no race was worth more or superior in the world's sight. A life is a life; a bird, a goblin, a dryad, a killoren, it mattered not. All were equally blessed by the world, and all were connected in the plight for survival. It is a balance. Yet, it was easily threatened... As she thinks, her eyes flicker between blue, green, and black, finally settling on a dark green.
"Do what you will." Riina finally says simply in Sylvan, her voice gentle, but with a tone of resignation, "I will clean up after you."
Posted on 2008-04-08 at 23:40:15.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: The Drawbacks of Eternity
Eternity is nice, because you actually have time, but at the same time you have too much of it, and so time loses meaning for you. That said, however, with eternity, there is the possibility you could learn many things, above all being contentment with oneself. Yet, as soon as you have achieved it, since you have eternity, it too loses its meaning over time (say a couple hundred years, which isn't that much with eternity).
So, in the end, it is far better to have something with a beginning, and end. It is part of what being alive is about, pushing your limits to surpass the moment and even what is referred to as human nature. To grow and learn, but above all to learn to be happy with what you have, or, if that isn't possible, find out how to change what you can, usually yourself, so that it is possible, without hurting others who are just trying to achieve the same thing.
EDIT: Oh dear, I was working on this at the same time Kuriosaki posted. I have to go to bed right now, but I'll respond to Kuriosaki's too tomorrow, so my post is still valid.
EDIT2: I'd go with rediscovering the wonder of being little. Rediscovering the world would be thrilling. Reliving my childhood... that I don't want to do.
Choose one, or choose the other, but choose carefully:
1) Know how to travel through time and have the means to do so, however it is only for you; you cannot bring any other living thing.
2) Have the ability to blur the distinction between reality and fantasy. (basically, you are a key by which fantasy can be realized as reality, in an area the size of a house around you)
Posted on 2008-04-08 at 05:53:18.
Edited on 2008-04-08 at 23:48:43 by Reralae
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Must is Such an Absolute Word
"Must?" Riina repeats softly, testing the foreign word.
It was a word she had seldom heard from Xera, but it seemed to be popular among the travellers she came across, especially ones involved in the war. It was so obvious if they were, since they'd sometimes work themselves up to increase their morale, using that word in many of their sentences. Still, goblins this close to the forest? Riina wonders, Hmm, I'll have to make sure they don't have any intentions to enter.
The other one mentioned captives, but Riina didn't seem to notice, thinking about the foreign word 'must'. He was quick to move off, and judging from his action of drawing a weapon, it was quite clear what he intended to do. Riina sighs, If he draws attention to the forest, and more goblins come and eventually overrun it, more than three, what was it? Elven? Well, more than that would be lost. She thought solemnly. She didn't have a duty to aid travellers, even if she was a wanderer herself, but she did have a bit of an obligation to the forest, to her guardian Xera. Shaking her head, she moves without a sound, seeming to follow the other one. Many hasty travellers, she noted, seemed to be quite stubborn as well, so she sighed again as she realized she likely wouldn't be able to sway the other one from stopping.
"I do hope that you intend to be thorough in what you intend to do." Riina's gentle voice carries in Sylvan, her preferred language, with a hint of disdain, "If you're not, I'll have to clean up after you, and if we're both not able to, even working together, I won't forgive you." She says simply, just barely hinting at the bigger picture as she draws her own bow.
Posted on 2008-04-08 at 00:40:17.
Edited on 2008-04-08 at 00:42:28 by Reralae
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