Associating Me with Valcer. Now that is below the belt.

Love,

Father Ainandil, Cleric of Saemaus

>Korsik says, "OMG. Morons on the gweth."
>Nickels says, "They're hiding. They're in their magical boxes."
>Ainandil cackles!
>Gridaksma says, "Can't explain, won't apologize."

You reveal yourself.
You gesture at Ainandil.
The mana you were holding contributes to the spell.
The dark mantle of aether surrounding you fades away.
A sheet of slippery deathly pale white ice forms beneath Ainandil!
Ainandil screams as his feet slide out from under him and goes crashing to the ground flat on his back!
Roundtime: 1 seconds.
R>spit Ainandil

You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his left leg!
Ainandil is lightly stunned!
Roundtime: 1 second.
R>spit Ainandil

You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his right arm!
Roundtime: 1 second.
>spit Ainandil

You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his left arm!
A grey bear gets a sad look in its eyes before wandering off.
* Ainandil is slain before your eyes!
Roundtime: 1 second.
>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "Uh."
>chuck

You chuckle.
>
Jenealle drops her old button in a waste bin.
>spir all

Please rephrase that command.
>hide

You see Jenealle glance at you as you hide.
You blend in with your surroundings, but cannot shake the feeling that you drew attention to yourself.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
HR>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil ask, "Do I know you?"
HR>
Jenealle works carefully at tending Ainandil's wounded left arm.
H>'shutup

Jenealle works carefully at tending Ainandil's wounded back.
H>
You say, "shutup"
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[Rossman's Landing, Church]
A stained glass window fills the eastern wall, situated to catch the rising sun. Beneath it, the altar is covered by a grass-green velvet cloth embroidered with images of cows and grain to honor the goddess Berengaria. Sheaves of wheat bound with ribbons decorate the walls of this simple village church.
You also see an opened Ainandil's grave and a black bear.
Also in the room: Bluntmaster Ainandil, Skullcrusher Dianysis, the body of Rallyne who is lying down, and Warlock Taofectas who is lying down.
Obvious exits: out.
I>hide

You melt into the background, convinced that your attempt to hide went unobserved.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
HIR>spit Ainandil

Ainandil gets a silver kyanite gwethdesuan from inside an opened Ainandil's grave.
HI>
You come out of hiding.
You are forced to reveal yourself.
You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his chest!
* Ainandil is slain before your eyes!
Ainandil's kyanite gwethdesuan falls to the ground.
Roundtime: 1 second.
R>spit Ainandil

That's just a wee bit pointless now, don't you think?
R>hide

You melt into the background, convinced that your attempt to hide went unobserved.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

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The earth around Ainandil's body seems to awaken, opening up and curling around him, pulling the lifeless form downward, covering him until all that is left is a slowly fading gravesite.
There is a bright flash and Ainandil appears beside you.
H>
You come out of hiding.
You gesture.
The mana you were holding contributes to the spell.
A halo of fire flickers into being and hovers around your neck and mouth, warming the skin there before vanishing.
>hide

You melt into the background, convinced that your attempt to hide went unobserved.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
HR>
Ainandil leaps to his feet!
HR>spit Ainandil

You come out of hiding.
You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his left arm!
* Ainandil is slain before your eyes!
Roundtime: 1 second.
__________________________

You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "I'm all for random murders."
H>
You get an odd feeling that someone is watching you. It quickly passes.
H>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "Three's a little much."
H>
Jayrbee says to Taofectas, "thank you."
H>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil ask, "Lemme depart in peace?"
H>
Dianysis chuckles.
H>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "yawn"
H>
You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "Thanks."
H>
Dianysis exclaims, "Report!"
H>
The earth around Ainandil's body seems to awaken, opening up and curling around him, pulling the lifeless form downward, covering him until all that is left is a slowly fading gravesite.
There is a bright flash and Ainandil appears beside you.
H>spit Ainandil

You come out of hiding.
You sharply inhale, drawing upon the power of your internalized fire, then violently spit a bolt of churning flame surrounded by a deathly pale white nimbus of light toward Ainandil!
The incendiary spittle blasts Ainandil in his right hand!
* Ainandil is slain before your eyes!
Roundtime: 1 second.
R>hide

You melt into the background, convinced that your attempt to hide went unobserved.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
__________

Then the GMs stepped in.

>>You hear the ghostly voice of Ainandil say, "I'm all for random murders."

Sounds like an open invitation to kill him at will. Sweet.

The thief didn't ask Margash to do anything, except that he posted on this board. Thief was killed unconsented and didn't report Ain for a warning, that's enough to earn preliminary praise in my book and it's more than 99 percent of you do. Had I heard about it IG, I would've taking Margash's route too, minus the camping probably, then maybe Ain wouldn't have reported and it could've been good fun all round.

<<Associating Me with Valcer. Now that is below the belt.>> --Father Ainandil, Cleric of Saemaus

Yes, Valcer wasn't that bad.


Amo

P.S. Sorry, but I just don't like you. Leave me alone please.

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>And my cleric DOES consider him a friend

I can't believe I read that Gonif. Of course, if he would have half a brain and stop with that damned IM-chatting on the gweth and in game, he wouldn't be as annoying.. still annoying, just not as.

Your mind hears Ainandip thinking, "OMG! I'm the moron on the gweth!"


Sothios Clan-Csencsits
Aesry Locksmith Union Representative

and whys everyone saying was! im still alive you know lol

Just been a little busy and no time to play these last couple months

Yeah but Valcer's unit is gone in Theren.... and he was mia for a bit. So, well, ....

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Mists and Magic, Ocean Breazes, Deep Rivers Under the Sea, Trails Between the Stars: Where nothing is as it seems.

>>Rats, miracles lose out on solid evidence yet again.

But take no fear dear Navak, I'm sure Ragran still has dreams about you on a tropical island. <3

~Arwinia

It's mind over matter. I don't mind, because you don't matter.