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written Wednesday, December 12 2007 13:19
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Nalyd is currently at a loss for a storyline to tie in with the main one. Unless he makes his own mini-storyline. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Episode 4: Spiderweb Reloaded. Something like that anyway. in General | |
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written Tuesday, December 11 2007 20:15
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And all for us (No, but it sounds better.)! Thankfulness to Diki! -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
The Vale RP in General | |
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written Tuesday, December 11 2007 16:07
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Munigant exited the meeting hall. Small groupings of monks were clustered in groups around the courtyard. One sat head in hands in one of the benches. Munigant sat down beside him with a whisper of greeting. "Friend, why do you suffer in sorrow? Our duties from Nalyd are to collect and return that of his making, and keep it out of our mortal world." "Perhaps, brother, but I cannot empty my own sorrow. It evades my reasoning." "From what do you suffer? The death of magic, our power? Or the deaths in the Demigod's War?" "Both. The war not so much, for we have eased the suffering there from the beginning. I am no stranger to it. But never have I truly comprehended the death of magic. Our work will be compounded a hundredfold without magic to aid us, and again for the wars that will follow. I fear for our order." "As do I, my brother. But we must persevere. More suffering means more worshipers to flock to us, and so we can better alleviate the sorrow that will follow. We must persevere." "Yes, brother, I see. I will try. Now, if you will excuse me, I must make an offering to Nalyd." As the monk walked off, Munigant looked around at the monks still deep in discussion. He managed to look sad despite his empty eyes. Then he crossed his legs. Hours later, Munigant still sat on the bench, deep in meditation. When he opened his eyes, a small, magical jewel bird stood in front of him. It clutched a letter in it's beak. When Munigant carefully took the letter and searched it for curses, the bird dissipated. After finding nothing harmful, he slit the letter with his nail. A conscription notice. The Kingdom was recruiting all mages in the Chapel. His monks would become tools of war. Black fires consumed the letter, and Munigant stood icily. An black orb issued from his palm, and he whispered to it in a hushed tone, and carved a vicious runic trap into its surface. It rose gently into the air and flew through the air, following the path of the jewel bird. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Monday, December 10 2007 19:17
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Dear gods, Excalibur, you write exactly like John Steinbeck. You even made a reference to Don Quixote! Not that it's bad or anything, but it's disturbing. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
The Vale RP in General | |
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written Monday, December 10 2007 16:01
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Munigant walked slowly from his chambers. The letters he had read were disturbing. They had told of a dying Vale and a demigod's war. And they had been dated months ago. News took a long time to reach the Chapel of the Fallen Might, but this was too long, especially for news of this import. The other mage-monks would have to be warned that their power was coming to an end. They had been ready for this day since their transfer to the Chapel, but it still came as a shock even to him. Smoke curled in the air behind him, leaving a trail to his meditation chamber. Kneeling in front of the white slab of the altar, he drew the sacred knife from it's sheath and slid it across his palm, leaving a spattering of blood on the altar. Settling into his position, he began his chants. Visions consumed him. -------------------------------------------------- Violet flame swirled through a darkness, stretching on infinitely. A light beamed from nothingness, struck the flame. The fire disappeared where the light struck, but the light wavered. It's beam was not wide enough. It began to shake wildly, growing erratic. The violet flame weakened as well, and tried to escape, swirled away, though always attempting to get to the light's source. The light widened, but weakened, dispersing itself into the void. The flame swirled faster, spreading itself thin. The light blinked, started to strobe. The flame frayed, began to rip apart. The light moved from its source, revealing it to be a man in a wooden shell of fabulous design. With it's last pieces, the fire darted into the shell, consuming it and the man, and flew at the dying light, destroying it, and dying itself. The void consumed. -------------------------------------------------- Munigant woke from his vision hours later, starving. His god was as cryptic as ever. Not much could be slipped past the barrier. He quickly drew a claw down his face, and focused on the sensation. Energy gushed into his limbs and mind. Invigorating. After the feeding had slowed to a trickle, he arose. Swirling blackness followed him as he almost drifted to the door, and greeted the monk that awaited him there. In silence, they proceeded to the daily meeting. He would speak. They would know. Monks with robes with various combinations of black, gray, and white filed silently into the main hall from various parts of the complex. A few visiting nobility were escorted out of the hall and out of the Chapel. They sat in circular pews according to rank. They numbered around thirty, mighty mages all, all holy men and women of Nalyd. Munigant took his place behind the bloodstained altar, and opened with the usual holy recitations. To business. Munigant addressed the monks. He told them of his vision first. Speculative discussion among them ensued for many minutes, and this vision was recorded and filed away among the Archives. Then he told them of the letters from the Kingdom. Silence engulfed the monks, deeper than usual. One spoke of doom, another in anger, another in sorrow, another of patience, another of faith, another of action. Arguments broke out. Munigant stood silently, waiting. After a time, he stopped their speaking and addressed them. They would carry out their duties as always, expel all visiting faithful, and be ready. Be very, very ready. "One of the Potentials will come. We will aid him. I will join him. We must guard the Item. It will draw the enemies. When I go, you must prepare. I cannot know if I will be successful. I doubt that even Nalyd knows at this point. The barrier blocks his sight as well as his messages. If I fail, then you must be ready to survive in a magicless world. Preserve Nalyd's faith, and search for a way to breach the barrier. That is all." The monks settled, muttering among themselves. Munigant concluded the meeting. "In dry Sorrow our minds are seeped, so drink it from others to return to its maker." The monks filed out, many to sacrificial rooms. Munigant stood a long time, a pillar of smoke drifting into the ceiling. Kneeling before the altar, he drew his knife. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Monday, December 10 2007 14:35
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So we're starting? -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Episode 4: Spiderweb Reloaded. Something like that anyway. in General | |
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written Sunday, December 9 2007 21:37
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Maybe a zombie sacred cow? Or a sacred zombie cow? Or a cow sacred zombie. . . -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Episode 4: Spiderweb Reloaded. Something like that anyway. in General | |
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written Sunday, December 9 2007 21:12
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And all Nalyd asks for is lots of screen time. But that won't happen either, now will it? -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Episode 4: Spiderweb Reloaded. Something like that anyway. in General | |
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written Sunday, December 9 2007 18:41
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quote:So Nalyd really did win the Deathmatch. . . [ Sunday, December 09, 2007 18:41: Message edited by: Thoughts in Chaos ] -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Sunday, December 9 2007 14:26
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Bah. Nalyd actually intended to RP. Damn you, Iffy and your moronic obsession! -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Saturday, December 8 2007 18:52
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Slight revision to Nalyd's character. Leave it to him to work in a cutter. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Saturday, December 8 2007 14:37
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Yes, Nalyd stole the name of M. Munigant, a skeleton-remover and bone-eater. And the rather absurd height is due to blatant inhumanity. [ Saturday, December 08, 2007 14:38: Message edited by: Thoughts in Chaos ] -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Saturday, December 8 2007 12:25
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How is a lich categorically one-dimensional? [ Saturday, December 08, 2007 12:25: Message edited by: Thoughts in Chaos ] -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Omaha Mall Shooting in General | |
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written Friday, December 7 2007 18:38
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quote:Freedom should only go so far. Discrimination should not be a right. People should be entitled to their opinions, but it should not be legal to act on them past a certain point. Also, speaking as a probable homosexual, you are offensive. quote:You overstate their desire for publicity. "Now I'm going to be famous" is grim humor. Ha ha. [ Friday, December 07, 2007 18:39: Message edited by: Thoughts in Chaos ] -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
9th Blades Contest in Blades of Avernum | |
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written Friday, December 7 2007 18:27
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****** Ignore this, please. [ Friday, December 07, 2007 18:27: Message edited by: Thoughts in Chaos ] -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
OOC: The Vale RP in General | |
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written Friday, December 7 2007 14:05
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Not at all. Keep in mind, Nalyd is a moderately benevolent god, and pro-magic. On the map, The Chapel of the Fallen Might would be on the one of the small islands underneath the "h" in "Northern". -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
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written Friday, December 7 2007 12:41
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Is Nalyd's fine? Underweight, yes, but that's part of his Undeath. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
The Vale RP in General | |
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written Friday, December 7 2007 11:45
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Name: Munigant (Myu-nih-gahnt) Age: Unknown Gender: N/A, but previously male. Height: 7'7" Weight: 120 Magic: Yes. It is the Archmage of the Necromantic Circle. It is unable to cast anything outside of the Necromantic Circle, but that circle cover various offensive, defensive, and other varieties of magic. Skills: Various Scholarly pursuits, meditative arts. Occupation: Monk and Prophet of Nalyd, God of Sorrow. Bio: Munigant was born near the creation of the mortal race. Nothing is left of his mortal history, and he has forgotten it as part of his conversion to the Undead. His appearance was altered by his conversion, and his blood runs white, he is bald, and pitch-black smoke emanates from his body. He resides in the northernmost area of the Northern Wastes, in a hollowed out tree. The bio isn't done yet. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Revised political-geneforge sympathies poll in Geneforge 4: Rebellion | |
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written Wednesday, December 5 2007 13:57
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And, Nalyd has a few minutes unsupervised again. quote:That was the minority view once, back in GF2. Not now. Perhaps the Trakovite Drayk, but that is certainly not a majority, and certainly not a shared belief. Perhaps some parts of the human, Servile, and to a lesser extent the Drayk sides of the Rebellion feel that way, but not the Drakons, and they are in charge. quote:Very well, Nalyd was sorely mistaken. However, you overstate the matter. quote:Not at all. A strong Shaper force took Poryphra, and controls the lands around Derenton Freehold. But Derenton Freehold is incredibly well staffed. If they tried, they could take back the lands that were lost, if not Poryphra itself. Most likely, they are planning to. The human/servile alliance's "Plan B" is to die. "Plan A" is to survive. quote:As stated before, Ghaldring's reign is hardly universally acknowledged. Litalia and Greta defer to him only because he is the current Drakon leader. The current leader. So what if Non-Drakons are better soldiers? It doesn't take war effectiveness to be an effective general or leader. quote:Because the desire for knowledge, however violent, is almost always warranted. And the Drakons pretend to be better than the Shapers, but use the very same practices instead. The Drakons may Shape out of necessity, but they do not Shape Unbound out of necessity. quote:Quite a few. Your point? quote:That is a problem with the Shapers, not with Shaping. And research into Shaping does feed villages, and prevents famine. The Shapers occasionally performing research applicable to peacetime does excuse the majority devoted to wartime. What we have here is a basic difference of opinion. You think that it is not worthwhile. Nalyd thinks that it is. quote:As well it should. Harm should be minimized, and research shouldn't be frivolous. Harm in Shaping, however, can only very rarely be minimized, and it is extremely difficult to see what is frivolous, as everything adds a bit more to the little-known "science". This isn't the relatively well-known fields of today, it's more like medicine in the 1300s. quote:There goes the debate. You're making this bigger than it has to be. Nioca went, perhaps, a little out of bounds, but he was stating a point, and you were not, merely tossing it back. quote:Look, "deluded" is hardly an insult. It was a simple overstatement used to make a point. Preferably not there, yes, but certainly not horrible. Yes, Nalyd was warning you to not become an idiot by delving into insults. Perhaps "idiot" is not the right word, but you're stepping awful close by stringing this out. quote:Also, in the future, please at least acknowledge the entire post. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Revised political-geneforge sympathies poll in Geneforge 4: Rebellion | |
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written Wednesday, December 5 2007 12:45
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quote:If Ghaldring takes the thoughts of other Drakons into account, it's only because he's afraid that his rule will come to a violent end if he doesn't do his absolute best to offend none of them. quote:And being too independent is being on the verge of waging racial war, at least for the Drakons. The original Drayks, no, but they were close, and there's no telling what a few more generations of Shaping would have done. quote:That's because creations simply don't have the diversity of thought that humans do. It just isn't built into them. They're hardwired to follow certain patterns of thought, and the Drayks and Drakons were war machines, so they are hardwired to follow violent thoughts. It's okay for the humans to target Drayks and Drakons for extermination because the Drayks and Drakons are unanimously against them. The original slaughtering of Drayks was wrong, and Nalyd does not support that at all, but the current war is justified. If the Drayks were in power, then the humans would have been targeted for extermination. But they weren't. Sorry, Nalyd has to cut it short. His mom is home, and he's grounded. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
The next level in RP, personal thoughts. in General | |
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written Wednesday, December 5 2007 12:34
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Well, since LoD is dead, Nalyd is interested in the Vale RP. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Do you think that your creations should be able to carry stuff? in Geneforge 4: Rebellion | |
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written Sunday, December 2 2007 14:33
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quote:Only if they're mad necromantic cultist serviles. Tattoos rule! -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Revised political-geneforge sympathies poll in Geneforge 4: Rebellion | |
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written Sunday, December 2 2007 14:30
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Thank you, SS. Nalyd will try to include quotes in the future. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
Episode 4: Spiderweb Reloaded. Something like that anyway. in General | |
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written Sunday, December 2 2007 08:14
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Necromancy!!! -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |
What have you been reading lately? in General | |
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written Saturday, December 1 2007 20:06
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Nalyd's current author is Ray Bradbury. Currently reading, of course, Fahrenheit 451. -------------------- Fear us, mortals, but never envy, for though we burn with power, our fuel is our sorrows. Posts: 1636 | Registered: Wednesday, January 5 2005 08:00 |