Storyline Workshop 2014[]
This is the Storyline Workshop Wyrom has been referring to in the last couple of OOC meetings.
Brief Summary:
- Wyrom discusses the difficulties GMs face trying to run specific kinds of storylines.
- Players discuss methods of distributing information.
- Questions come up on the differences between Prime and Platinum.
- Wyrom teases upcoming events.
Log transcription below:
Announcement: The Storyline Workshop, an OOC meeting, will be starting shortly. Make your way to TSC in Wehnimer's Landing.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Anatae disk. Also here: Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
You exclaim, "Wheee!"
Speaking to Wyrom, Ephelysse says, "Morning, Sunshine."
Vaein gives you a little prod between the shoulder blades.
A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.
Vorks gruffly exclaims, "Za..za...za...za...zombie!"
Anatae removes a metallic black pearl necklace from in the Anatae disk.
Vorks points at Wyrom.
Anatae put a metallic black pearl necklace in her tapestry cloth cloak.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace]
Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Anatae disk.
Also here: Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
You take a deep breath.
You sigh.
Your misty barrier dissipates.
You mutter something inaudible.
Wyrom says, "Haha, yeah, no food or drink. Just the cold vacuum of space! And stuff."
Anatae gives you a friendly hug.
Kodahler asks, "So did this space exist before or after that typo in Shattered?"
Speaking to Wyrom, you ask, "No cookie lemonades?"
Anatae sighs.
You glance at Wyrom and fold your arms over your chest.
Anatae waves at the Anatae disk in a dismissing gesture.
The Anatae disk disintegrates, dropping everything on the ground.
You smooch Anatae on the cheek.
Speaking to you, Hivala says, "Thank you for reminding me."
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. Also here: Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Wyrom says, "Oh, before."
You wave to Ephelysse.
Speaking to you, Anatae says, "No cusions or anything."
Fjalar just arrived.
You fling yourself against Vaein with childish glee!
Vaein mutters under his breath.
Lord Ezic just arrived.
Ephelysse waves to you.
Speaking to Anatae, you exclaim, "The tragedy!"
As Vaein bounces off you, small quantities of ash puff around you.
Anatae agrees with you.
You giggle at Vaein.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. Also here: Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Vaein carefully brushes the volcanic ash and soot off himself.
Mithogras just arrived.
You beam happily at Mithogras!
Great Lord Eronderl just arrived.
You hug Mithogras, who wraps you in a warm embrace.
You hug Mithogras, who wraps you in a warm embrace.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. Also here: Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
You skip around in a happy little circle.
Anatae waves to Mithogras.
Mithogras hugs you, and you wrap him in a warm embrace.
You wave to Eronderl.
Mithogras turns to you and cheers!
Mithogras waves to Anatae.
Mithogras hugs Ephelysse, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
You feel at full magical power again.
Ephelysse hugs Mithogras, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
That does not work here.
Mithogras bows to Wyrom.
Mithogras bows to Hivala.
You turn to give Wyrom a quick smooch, and he surprises you with a warm buss on the lips!
You grin at Wyrom.
Hivala waves to Mithogras.
Ephelysse waves to Hivala.
You see GameMaster Wyrom Malvagio the Homewrecker.
He appears to be a Grizzled Zombie.
He is average height and appears to be time-worn. He has lifeless rage-filled eyes and rotting skin. He has short, tufts of grey-brown hair in several spots barely covering his scalp. He has a morbid face and a festering grotesque wound on his neck. The skin around his jaw is completely peeled back exposing the bone.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing an ornate leather vambrace, a portal pass, a fluctuating wyromwood back scabbard, a tattered and torn orange jumpsuit marked with the number three on the back, and a pulsating blackened heart.
You hug Wyrom, who wraps you in a warm embrace.
Hivala waves to Ephelysse.
Speaking to Wyrom, you ask, "The homewrecker now, eh?"
Wyrom grins.
Wyrom adopts an agreeable expression.
Kodahler says, "A Zombie homewrecker? I Smell a SyFy original series."
Speaking to Wyrom, you exclaim, "Are you the skeleton in the closet?!"
Anatae snickers.
Wyrom says, "I keep significant others away for long periods of time at my events."
Speaking to Hivala, Mithogras says, "Feel as if I should be calling you Alice."
You see GameMaster Hivala.
She appears to be a Half-Elf.
She is average height and appears to be very young. She has tired grey-green eyes and pale skin. She has shoulder length, thick sandy blonde hair with lighter streaks. She has an oval face and wide hips.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a black silk hair ribbon tied into a simple bow, a large golden teapot painted with the image of a dormouse, a slender silver watch, a pristine white pinafore, a tea-length pale blue linen dress trimmed with cream lace, some ivory stockings, and a pair of thin strapped black leather flats fastened with silver buckles.
Hivala grins at Mithogras.
Hivala attends to her white pinafore, making the pinafore as presentable as possible.
You turn to Hivala and cheer!
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I'm not even sure why you're here... Zombies eat brains and looking around this room you're going to starve."
Speaking to Hivala, you exclaim, "Cuuuute!"
Wyrom says, "Someone emailed me to say that RtCF caused their marriage problems."
Eronderl winks at Wyrom.
That does not work here.
Wyrom says, "I think that's a success."
Anatae gawks at Wyrom.
Hivala says, "It is one of my favorites."
Mithogras begins chuckling at Wyrom!
You laugh at Wyrom!
Vaein snickers.
You say, "Oops."
You say, "There we go."
Iczpayotl just arrived.
Eronderl recites a series of mystical phrases while raising his hands...
Eronderl gestures.
Eronderl looks considerably more imposing.
You say, "Can't log right with THAT running."
Eronderl says, "Sweet don't disable spellcasting in here."
Anatae absently spins the inner band of her ebonwood ring, teasing out the soft sound of metal sliding over metal.
Eronderl says, "I'm doing enchanting casts while we do this."
Eronderl ducks his head.
You stare at Eronderl.
Wyrom exclaims, "We'll give everyone a few more minutes to arrive and then we'll hit the part where I drone on and on hard!"
Anatae shakes her head.
That does not work here.
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl asks, "So like every time we talk to you?"
Speaking to Wyrom, you ask, "Yer gonna do it hard for a good hour or two?"
Eronderl peers quizzically at Wyrom.
Wyrom adopts an agreeable expression.
Speaking to Eronderl, Mithogras asks, "When you blow yourself up again with one, can I sell popcorn?"
Speaking admiringly to Wyrom, you say, "Wow, some stamina."
Anatae winks at you.
The acorn amulet hanging from Ezic's neck glows alizarin.
Speaking to Mithogras, Eronderl says, "Go for it."
You grin at Anatae.
Wyrom shakes his head, clucking his tongue.
Kodahler says, "He is the homewrecker."
Ephelysse presses her fingers to her pendant. A brief spasm wracks her shoulders in shivering.
Ephelysse gets an odd look on her face.
You agree with Kodahler.
Eronderl says, "I'm less than 5k to 49 I need to keep my mind full."
Anatae removes a mildewed kappa foot from in her tapestry cloth cloak.
Anatae taps a mildewed kappa foot, which is in her right hand.
Kodahler says, "Don't say that, they'll just kill you every time you fry now."
That does not work here.
You look at Anatae and gag.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Anatae exclaims, "I know!"
The hazel corona surrounding Fjalar's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.
You say, "Oo."
You exclaim, "Quick!"
Speaking to you, Anatae says, "I can't seem to find the owner."
You exclaim, "Everybody get a wisp!"
You exclaim, "And wear it!"
Eronderl says, "That's right I'm going to spend the storyline workshop staying fried because exp is so important to me."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "The irony."
Eronderl winks.
Anatae glowers at a mildewed kappa foot.
Wyrom gestures at Eronderl, causing him to explode.
* Eronderl drops dead at your feet!
Eronderl seems a bit less imposing.
* Eronderl just bit the dust!
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Eronderl, washing away any injuries.
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "You could make him spend the entire session as...Oh good."
Wyrom gestures at Eronderl, causing him to explode.
* Eronderl drops dead at your feet!
* Eronderl just bit the dust!
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Eronderl, washing away any injuries.
Wyrom gestures at Eronderl, causing him to explode.
* Eronderl drops dead at your feet!
You say, "My thought exactly."
* Eronderl just bit the dust!
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Eronderl, washing away any injuries.
Eronderl exclaims, "Bah!"
The ice shifts slightly under the mild warmth of noon.
Wyrom says, "Haha."
Speaking to her kappa foot, Anatae says, "It's the rubish bin for you soon."
Anatae put a mildewed kappa foot in her tapestry cloth cloak.
Hivala smirks.
Vaein snickers.
Speaking to Anatae, Eronderl says, "It was mine dear."
Wyrom says, "Oh, you didn't lose any exp."
Speaking to Anatae, Eronderl says, "Brin has like 20 of them on him."
Kodahler says, "Eww. I have Eronderl chunks all over me."
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "You're going to have to try harder."
Speaking to Eronderl, Anatae says, "I've been trying to return it but never seem to run into either of you."
Speaking to Anatae, Eronderl says, "They cast disk when you rub them... 20 charges."
Eronderl says, "Just toss it in the community chest."
Speaking to Eronderl, you say, "Still gross."
Anatae nods.
Eronderl says, "I'll grab it later or someone else will."
Eronderl laughs!
Anatae says, "Good, it stinks."
Eronderl says, "I've NEVER been this spelled up."
Speaking to Eronderl, Wyrom says, "Have some spells."
Anatae yawns.
Kodahler says, "That'll help with all your huntohwait."
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. Also here: Iczpayotl, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Wyrom exclaims, "Okay, let's get started!"
Keios mutters crash.
Keios seems to be waiting for something.
Keios snaps her fingers.
You wiggle your nose.
Wyrom says, "Hi everyone, and welcome to the acclaimed Storyline Workshop. This was originally intended to just be an extra at one of our OOC meetings, but it always seems we run out of time. But the intent of this workshop is just to talk a little bit what GMs look for from players when running a storyline. At the end of the workshop, we'll let you guys tell use what you'd like to see more from staff."
Wyrom says, "I'll keep the room unsilenced for now, but try to be still so this goes smoothly."
You no longer feel a sense of protection.
The mirror images surrounding you undulate and fade away.
Wyrom says, "Please keep the first portion of this to just the Storyline Workshop. I know there are some general questions and concerns about Platinum that some of you want to bring up. But let's hustle through this so we can have enough time for the Q and A portion."
You blush a pink shade at a shaft of light.
Eronderl says, "The T and A portion? Good thing Caits here."
Eronderl ducks his head.
You stare at Eronderl.
Wyrom says, "So when a GM writes a storyline, the difference between telling a story and creating a story are the players. At the root of it all, you have 2 types of gameplay you can create. Linear and nonlinear."
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. Also here: Iczpayotl, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
You pinch Eronderl!
Wyrom says, "For those that don't know the difference, a linear storyline is when the GM presents a fixed number of sequences that the players are involved in. The GM tends to be in full control of the direction of a linear storyline, giving players some leeway."
Wyrom says, "A nonlinear storyline is when a GM creates a number of sequences that are determined more by those involved, but they still tend to have a beginning, middle, and end. They evolve to the players' actions or change at whim to the GM running them."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "Both types of storylines have their advantages and disadvantages. And both can result in a lot of fun, even if one sounds like it might not be, to you. But again, the difference between telling a story and creating a story is player participation."
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace]
Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula.
Also here: Iczpayotl, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Wyrom says, "The forums are a useful tool to communicate to a larger base of players on their own time. But the forums don't get used by everyone. We have the front page news which I try to use. In game NEWS can also be used to broadcast an announcement, but data gathered shows that NEWS is rarely read these days. And then we have these meetings."
Nishima just arrived.
Talryssa just arrived.
Talryssa waves.
Wyrom says, "So the best way for a storyline to create a buzz is in game while you're playing. This is what I call an organic method of delivery. Players have shown over and over again that the most memorable events were ones that they have the most control over. The ones where their actions meant something."
Wyrom says, "But that brings me to an important issue that results from organic movement. Unwanted storyline progression. Like everything served in portions, you can take a modest amount at a time, or you can become gluttonous and overstep. This is a reason why more staff tend to use a linear approach to a storyline, because they have more control over the events that occur."
Wyrom says, "The timeline is something that is planned out for long-term storylines. Staff can prepare for unwanted storyline progression, and can even regress if needed. But it will become less organic, and become more "do this the way I'm telling you to do this."."
Markken just arrived.
Markken nods.
The malachite corona surrounding Nishima's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.
A small alizarin will-o'-wisp flits out from inside Ezic's acorn amulet. It flutters around him and hurries back into the amulet.
Wyrom says, "Be mindful when certain events are trying to happen. Storyline events tend to be run by a single GM at a time. We have tools to watch a number of players at a time, but the more we get spread out, the harder it is to catch smaller actions. When a larger group forms and starts the "dungeon crawl," staff is usually following that group."
Nishima removes a golden brown acorn amulet from around her neck, causing the malachite glow to fade.
Nishima put a golden brown acorn amulet in her imflass case.
A small hazel will-o'-wisp lazily peeks out from inside Fjalar's acorn amulet.
Ezic removes a reddish brown acorn amulet from around his neck, causing the alizarin glow to fade.
Ezic put a reddish brown acorn amulet in his black leather pack.
Wyrom says, "So running ahead can cause some mishaps. Either you hit the treasure room and soak in the glory before anyone else. You defeat the boss before anyone else has a chance. Or you hit nothing, and are left wondering why there is a threat, because the GM is creating "waves" of progression, and hasn't yet "painted" the picture further down."
Wyrom says, "This doesn't mean you can't do it. But try to keep this in the back of your mind."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "What makes a storyline very appealing is when you have a lot of people enjoying themselves and sharing information. Whether it's in game, on the forums, a 3rd party site like GSGuide.net, or in the chats, spreading the information is an important factor in a storyline's success. Especially with a smaller community."
The cord-strung acorn hanging from Talryssa's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of green.
Wyrom says, "Bumping into someone who might have been involved is not as common as something happening in the Landing in Prime. There are very few MHOs in Platinum that get people involved in storyline activity. But there are dedicated MHOs in Prime that do it. So that is an obstacle that we have in Platinum."
Wyrom says, "Without the sharing of info, staff can do it, whether in game or on the forums. Using in game methods take time and QC, so unless prepared for it, it's not very efficient. For example, a book or a news article found during the RoL storyline had to have a month or two lead time to go through creation, QC, and distribution. So only a linear storyline could support that."
Wyrom says, "You might think it sounds ridiculous, trust me, when I started GMing, I thought it seemed way too excessive. But having been on staff as a GM now going on 5 years, I understand the need."
The acorn amulet hanging from Markken's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of grey.
Wyrom says, "But staff can give summaries and updates, whether they are in-character or not. But the big question is, does it take away anything from the players. I'll leave that for you guys to mull over."
Wyrom says, "Another important thing to understand is the location. One of my goals as the Platinum Guru was to get town support in Platinum. I have communicated with staff and changed policies to make sure more happens in here. Town Gurus had the option to relinquish their town duties and let the Platinum Guru take control."
Wyrom says, "The only towns that currently are under the Platinum Guru's control are Wehnimer's Landing, Tera's Isle, and Zul Logoth. The rest of the towns are not under my control. You'll see me still use those towns in a minor way, but the Town Gurus currently in control of those have asked to continue doing stuff in Platinum. So anything major will be from them, not me."
Wyrom says, "I know this might seem like a pain, but trust me when I say this. I've done everything I can at this point on the subject. I keep an eye on activity. And that's all I can do at this point."
Wyrom says, "Last thing I really want to touch on before opening the floor is how to get involved. The important thing is to have fun. Do whatever (but be reasonable). Make up rumors. Make up stories. Say you saw something. Throw monkey wrenches at the GM running it. It keeps thing interested."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "Some GMs like to throw out things to find. I know "downtime" is some of the lull that happens, but there sometimes is stuff to do during downtime. So try to look around for things. And if there isn't anything? Try to make it fun. Remember, there aren't many of you on all the time, so sometimes we hit 2 or 3 people."
Wyrom says, "Sometimes we get a lot more involved. It depends on the time of the day and the available player base. Global announcements and "save the date" announcements do work, but they don't always make for the best involvement for those that just "show up for the RPA." Try not to be that guy. Come if you want to get involved."
Wyrom says, "Alright, that was a lot to digest, so let's open the floor for specific questions or concerns. One at a time, raise your hand."
Eronderl raises his hand.
Wyrom points at Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "Just a few things to go over here."
Wyrom nods.
Eronderl says, "First and foremost we're getting an RPA for showing up today right? That's important."
Eronderl ducks his head.
Wyrom winks at Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "Seriously though I appreciate the insight but I still don't feel I know "how" to get involved."
Eronderl says, "As a player I love and hate your find the clue style."
Lifting its beak, a nightingale whistles a few soft, twittering notes before falling silent.
Eronderl says, "I love it because it gives us something to do when you aren't here."
Talryssa's cord-strung acorn flickers various shades of green.
Eronderl says, "But I hate it because you don't give us a hint that we should be looking."
The acorn amulet hanging from Fjalar's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of brown.
Wyrom nods.
Eronderl says, "I guess you could say we should always be looking but if I search around for hours and it turns out there was nothing I kinda feel like I wasted my time."
Eronderl nods at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "Go for it."
Eronderl says, "I'll get on to real question 2 after."
Eronderl grins.
With sudden fury, your mark breaks away from its current resting place and hurtles towards your left leg. Your pulse hastens. Lightheadedness threatens to consume your consciousness as blood races away from your other extremeties and pools around the ophidian mark.
That would not be appropriate.
Closing your eyes and concentrating, you flex your leg, forcing blood into the area immediately surrounding your leaf-shaped mark. A sudden light-headedness skews your thoughts and bearings as the mark draws blood from your body. The pain and swelling about your mark subsides.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "Well, I think searching for hours is partly excessive. I think looking around for a few minutes here and there is more what I'd expect."
Fjalar says, "The other thing is knowing if we're supposed to literally be SEARCHing a room, or looking IN, ON, UNDER etc."
Wyrom nods.
Wyrom says, "I made something for staff to use that will basically alert them when it's found. Found meaning when someone types GET [item]."
Eronderl says, "It's a big world Wyrom. We don't always know where to look."
Eronderl says, "And I don't think we're as smart as you sometimes think we are."
A small blue-grey will-o'-wisp carelessly flits out from inside Markken's acorn amulet, hovering around his empty right hand and retreats back inside the amulet.
Markken snickers.
Markken agrees with Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "As evidenced by... we keep missing at least half your "clues"."
Wyrom says, "But most times, there are clues where to look. And I've been using each time I do it as a base line what I need to do. For example. The Teekhum storyline way back a few years. I had clues in the Brokenlands. They were largely missed."
Wyrom exclaims, "Clues to the clues!"
Wyrom says, "But I used that storyline to know that I been to be a little more detailed in how to find them."
Eronderl says, "The broken lands... or as I like to call it... I only go there because my staff teleports me there."
Eronderl ducks his head.
The veins in Vaein's hazy violet smoldereye glow a brilliant hazy violet color.
Vaein touches his hazy violet smoldereye. It glows warmly for a moment and then falls away from his face.
Vaein put a whirl-cut hazy violet smoldereye with argent sparks in his buckskin longcoat.
Wyrom says, "The recent incarnination was the Frost storyline. I tried to spell it out where to look. And we had some success finding the clues."
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Vaein, "You can turn them off without taking it entirely off, yanno."
(OOC) Vaein's player whispers, "Zzzz. Yes."
Eronderl says, "Yeap but we still missed some."
Markken looks less calm and refreshed than a moment ago.
Eronderl says, "I realize that's partially on us."
Eronderl says, "We need to get better at looking."
Eronderl says, "But you might need to get worse at hiding."
Wyrom says, "But that's okay. I don't expect them all to be found. I just want to make sure there is something to do when the storyline isn't progressing."
Eronderl winks at Wyrom.
Wyrom says, "I agree. To answer Fjalar, I tend to use the IN, ON, UNDER, and BEHIND method."
Eronderl says, "Unless you had more to add this kinda leads into question 2 for me."
Wyrom says, "But I also use SEARCH sometimes. SEARCH requires more freedom to play around with the area."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "So a custom area, like the Isle of the Dead where Vahmyr died? That I had freedom. Shadow Valley, I don't have it."
Iczpayotl waves.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Vaein.
The bright luminescence fades from around Vaein.
Iczpayotl just went through a shaft of light.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Vaein.
Nishima whispers, "He needs to make someone named "Blues" every time important information is given out."
Wyrom says, "But I am trying to use each storyline as a base line to where I need to be for the next."
You quietly whisper to Nishima, "Hah!"
Eronderl nods at Wyrom.
Wyrom says, "I think I'm starting to get to where we need to be."
Vorks gruffly says, "If I can offer, finding some of the Frost clues I did was with a little push. I had looked and missed them earlier because I didn't look well enough. Maybe if when you post story recaps on the forums, you could Bold areas that might be of interest, I would be less likely to give up as quickly."
Wyrom nods at Vorks.
Eronderl says, "So like I said this kinda leads into question/comment 2."
Wyrom says, "That's a good suggestion. I also spoke with Fjalar some the other night who also gave me some good suggestions as well."
Vorks nods at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "The comment is one I've made to you quite a few times."
Wyrom nods.
Speaking to Vorks, Fjalar says, "He really is a homewrecker."
Eronderl says, "I don't feel like I can count on my fellows players and I wish you wouldn't either."
Eronderl says, "Sorry guys but we suck."
Eronderl says, "I'm including myself here."
Eronderl says, "People find clues or have interractions and don't share."
The hazel corona surrounding Fjalar's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.
A nightingale hops on Ephelysse's shoulder, ruffling its feathers quickly before settling down.
Eronderl says, "I wish we'd do better about it ourselves but we've repeatedly proven that isn't happening."
Eronderl says, "I noticed a couple of your Frost clues when they were found you posted about them."
Eronderl says, "I hate to say it but you kinda have to do that if the finder doesn't."
You say, "The finder might not have known they were clues."
Anatae nods to you.
Eronderl says, "That's possible too."
Anatae says, "Or might not use the forum much."
Eronderl says, "I'm not trying to denigrate anyone in particular."
Wyrom says, "Well sometimes you have to ask yourself, would you share the info? Take Hivala's storyline. If you had Eorgina whispering in your ear, would you want to tell people and piss off an Arkati? Heh."
Eronderl says, "There are plenty of reasons one person might not have done that."
You say, "Sure."
You adopt an agreeable expression.
A shaft of scintillating light suddenly jumps out of the sky and strikes the ground next to you. The beam of light then explodes in a shower of sparks and Mazreth is standing in its place.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Talryssa disk. Also here: GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Markken, Talryssa, Nishima, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
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Markken agrees with you.
Mazreth waves.
Vaein waves to Mazreth.
Markken says, "I'm all for making Arkati angry."
Fjalar says, "I think there's a big distinction betwen stuff being shared, and stuff not being shared with YOU."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Anatae says, "I don't much like posting about things that happen when I'm on an alternate character I might not want to advertise."
Eronderl says, "That's possible Fjalar."
Eronderl says, "Maybe everything is perfectly well shared and I'm just not in the right clique."
Fjalar says, "That's a general you, not a Tsoran 'you'."
Eronderl says, "I can accept that maybe I'm not one of the cool kids."
Wyrom begins chuckling at Fjalar!
You giggle at Fjalar.
You say, "Oh dear."
Eronderl says, "I'm personally for a broader sharing."
Talryssa softly says, "Well, in most cases, I completely agree with Keith. 2 years ago, when I first joined, anytime something happened people were immediately notifying people, usually in platchat, thoughtnet AND lich. Now? You're lucky if you get one of them. Of course, that's not the only way. In game communcation is great. Which, when Vorks found his clues, he did. After rummaging thru the area, he came to the Landing and I dunno if it was low population around, but he informed me what he found, and we went back out. Vorks did exactly what is a completely in-character means of relaying it."
Fjalar says, "I'd prefer broader sharing to be done by the GM running the storyline."
Vaein nods at Fjalar.
Anatae seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Vaein says, "I think that would help a lot."
Fjalar says, "They can better decide what type of info should be public knowledge and what is stuff that is more private."
You ask, "But how? In the forums?"
Eronderl asks, "I'm cool either way but I'm getting sick and tired of Wyrom posting a storyline recap after the fact and most of us saying what something happened?"
Fjalar says, "Forums is fine, others can share it from there."
Eronderl says, "Quite frankly nothing but "frost" has happened in plat in months as far as I'm concerned."
Eronderl says, "Wyrom is making up storyline recaps."
Eronderl says, "That stuff never happened."
Wyrom says, "I am."
Eronderl winks at Wyrom.
You say, "We just had the Eorgina thing."
You say, "We had the Hraus impeachment thing."
You say, "We had Frosty."
Eronderl says, "I'm exaggerating dear."
Fjalar says, "Updates are good. Recaps are good. A mix of both is better."
Eronderl asks, "There was just a number of racaps he did recently that we all kinda said wiat when was that?"
Wyrom asks, "But it's a good question. Outside the forums. What methods would you like to know of updates?"
Eronderl says, "Because no one shared anything."
Fjalar says, "They were all recaps though. Not any updates that something was happening and to be on the lookout."
You say, "An in-game newspaper. I actually liked that about RoL."
Mithogras nods to you.
Eronderl says, "It depends on the story Wyrom."
You say, "Or maybe even a wandering NPC that has gossip."
Wyrom says, "But I can't do a newspaper for a weeklong storyline. The QC would take longer than the event itself."
Fjalar says, "Updates are a good way to keep people informed and involve people who might miss some things due to simply not playing at the right time."
Mithogras says, "That dockworker was a start."
Ephelysse nods at Mithogras.
Vorks gruffly asks, "Is the dockworker the same QC timing?"
You ask, "What about a standard wandering NPC that you've got a bit more freedom to add gossip to?"
Wyrom says, "Dockworker I'm still waiting for QC on for the impeachment event that happened 2 weeks ago."
Fjalar says, "Or will prod you to ask other players about what is goingon."
Vorks nods at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "I want to differentiate something here."
Markken asks, "Quick intercession, is the opening game announcement set for all instances or can say Plat's be tweaked?"
Wyrom says, "It's one of those obstacles that kind of suck."
Kodahler says, "I was gonna raise my hand for it, but maybe setting times for stuff in plat could help. Friday, Saturday and Sunday are Mandatory Fun Time, and players know to be on the lookout."
Eronderl says, "The impeachement stuff obviously we all knew about."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Eronderl says, "The eorgina stuff we knew it was coming but not necessarily when."
Eronderl says, "I was talking about other story stuff before that."
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "You'd most likely need to put one in each town though, it wouldn't make sense for an NPC in the landing to know what's going on in the Rest for example."
Ephelysse becomes solid again.
You say, "I don't like the idea of "friday night storyline time"."
You say, "My friday nights are usually bad for showing up IG."
Fjalar agrees with you.
Anatae nods to you.
The dim aura fades from around Markken.
The air about Vorks stops shimmering.
Kodahler says, "Okay, not Friday."
Kodahler says, "And not always the same day."
Anatae says, "Have a standing thing."
Speaking to Mazreth, Markken says, "No cause dockworkers and such never gossip."
Markken winks at Mazreth.
Eronderl says, "Time and day needs ot vary."
Kodahler says, "Just a general idea for the month of what days things MIGHT be happening."
Speaking to you, Fjalar says, "Plat is already feeling enough like 'right time, right place' for events type place."
Wyrom says, "Well we have NEWS, I can hustle a NEWS article out in a day. But most people just NEWS IGNORE."
Speaking to Mazreth, you say, "We could put one in FWI."
Talryssa softly says, "Remember too, not everyone gets to work 8-5 monday thru friday."
Kynlee begins chuckling at Markken!
Vorks gruffly says, "If I knew to look at NEWS, I would."
Talryssa softly says, "Some people have families, or... well, wonko work schedules."
Markken grins at Kynlee.
Eronderl asks, "What happened to the plat twitter?"
Speaking incredulously to Wyrom, you exclaim, "We have news?!"
Kodahler says, "A lot of players have run their exp bar from 0-100 enough times they just don't care to be on hunting all day."
The vivid emerald corona surrounding Talryssa's cord-strung acorn rotates around in a circle.
Speaking to Wyrom, Fjalar says, "Honestly, I don't read the NEWS cause it feels like GM's haven't used it in ages."
Fjalar says, "If we knew it was actively being used, we'd start to use it again."
Wyrom sadly says, "I use it."
Mazreth says, "True they do but would it work for landlocked cities such as Illistim? There's no dockworkers there."
Wyrom looks downright miserable.
Eronderl gives Wyrom a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Fjalar says, "Or it's full of prime MHO stuff that is zero interest to us."
Eronderl says, "C'mon Wyrom don't Khaladon out on us now."
Eronderl winks at Wyrom.
Ezic says, "Airship dock."
Speaking to Mazreth, you say, "I'd honestly be fine with one "news boy" or something in each town that has relevant info on each town, or more global info."
Wyrom gestures at Wyrom, causing him to explode.
With a forlorn wail, Wyrom rises again!
With a forlorn wail, Wyrom rises again!
Wyrom screams and falls to the ground grasping his mangled right leg!
With a forlorn wail, Wyrom rises again!
With a forlorn wail, Wyrom rises again!
You face Wyrom and shriek at the top of your lungs.
Talryssa softly says, "Hang on, han... whoa."
Wyrom says, "Paradox."
Vaein gets a blank look on his face.
Nishima says, "Pair of dock...workers."
Anatae wrinkles her nose.
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Wyrom, washing away any injuries.
Anatae says, "I can't be talking to dockworkers."
Mithogras asks, "By NEWS you mean the bolded stuff that appears when I log in?"
Ruffling its feathers, a nightingale sings a few twittering notes on Ephelysse's shoulder before falling silent.
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "I agree one in each town would make the most sense but that doesn't get the news to those who don't go there."
You exclaim, "If you type NEWS!"
You say, "You will see the news."
Fjalar says, "Or if you type NEWS NEW."
Laethia just arrived.
Laethia smiles.
Eronderl exclaims, "Platinum player custom titles?!"
Laethia joins Mithogras's group.
Speaking to Mazreth, you say, "Sometimes you hafta work a bit in order to stay in touch."
Laethia hugs Ephelysse, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Laethia gives Mithogras a friendly hug.
Kynlee says, "Have a town gossip. Rather than dockworker. Gossips are all about digging info about anything and everything. Might work around the realm boundaries."
Kynlee shrugs.
Eronderl exclaims, "Droppage updates!"
Anatae agrees with Kynlee.
Mazreth agrees with you.
Speaking to Mazreth, you say, "If I have to wander around to find the news boy, I'd do it if I knew he was up to date on all the latest juicy info."
Eronderl says, "I think Kynlee should personally find us all when we're logged in and tell us about current storylines."
Talryssa softly says, "But hang on, I think we're missing the meat and potatoes of the issue here. Are we really going to dump it all on the GM's responsibiliity to make us aware of what's going on? We SHOULD be having consideration for your fellow players and clueing them in on stuff going on. Let'a all step up and take responsibility."
Kynlee stares at Eronderl.
Speaking to Eronderl, you exclaim, "And give us spam donuts!"
You look at Kynlee and squeal.
Kynlee says, "Latest storyline news: Eronderl will die very soon."
Kynlee nods.
Speaking to Wyrom, Fjalar says, "And all the new news I see, none of it is storyline related, it's all the same news that I read in official announcements on the boards."
Kynlee says, "Boom! Up to date."
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Vaein.
You turn to Kynlee and cheer!
Nishima raises her hand.
Speaking to Kynlee, Eronderl says, "Oh look time to cast an enchant."
Eronderl winks at Kynlee.
Kynlee snickers.
The powerful look leaves Markken.
You say, "Maybe you can make an NPC that you can TELL gossip to."
Speaking to Fjalar, Wyrom says, "I can try to start a storyline one, at least for our long term stuff."
Eronderl says, "Trish is right."
You shrug.
Speaking to Eronderl, Kynlee exclaims, "Sorry, your workshop has been removed. Have a wonderful day!"
Kynlee giggles.
Eronderl says, "The bottom line is that WE need to be better about discussing."
You gawk at Kynlee.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Kynlee, you exclaim, "Harsh!"
Talryssa agrees with Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "I'm sorry I got off on the wrong tangent here."
Speaking to Kynlee, Wyrom says, "Workshop for a workshop. Nice."
Kynlee grins at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "My main concern is let's keep eachother better informed."
Kodahler says, "Discussing it in game, not just in chats."
Vorks gruffly says, "I'll agree. Lets all take a commitment to be a little bit more of a gossip."
Anatae chuckles.
Eronderl says, "Additionally I'd like to see Wyrom post a lil blurb when a clue is found so that 1) We all know a clue was found and 2) the person who found it knows."
Wyrom says, "I will get better of updating, rather than recapping."
Wyrom says, "I won't generally say WHO though. Don't want people to riot them."
Eronderl says, "I would prefer you didn't."
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "Automatic twitter post when someone find something in game."
You hoot.
Wyrom says, ""Y U NO SHARE!" And then deaths."
Nishima says, "It helps when people are around too. If you're at a table or by yourself 99.9% of the time, don't expect someone go out of their way to update you on what's going on."
Anatae agrees with Nishima.
Nishima says, "Like that Iczpayotl whatever guy. I've seen him around for years. But never in a public place."
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Talryssa disk. Also here: Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Markken, Talryssa, Nishima, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
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Nishima asks, "Is he an alt? a main? what?"
Fjalar says, "Just because you don't see someone around doesn't mean others don't see that person."
Laethia says, "A chair."
Ezic asks, "A ghost?"
Laethia nods at Nishima.
Kodahler says, "It's Wyrom's bank alt. He needed to hold his cloak for the meeting."
You exclaim, "Someone with a bad skin condition!"
Eronderl says, "You're right Ed but try to remember some of us aren't around at the same time."
Eronderl says, "I can be around in the evenings if I know something is coming."
The ghost says, "Nope, not me."
Nishima nods at Fjalar.
Eronderl says, "But often I am around during the day more and only infrequently in the evenings."
Ezic says, "Knew it."
Nishima says, "I'm just sad that few people like to converge in a single location any more."
Ezic says, "We "tried" to change that, but again suck at spreading information."
Speaking to Nishima, you exclaim, "We should make your squirrel drop nut-bombs that crack open with gossip notes in it!"
Nishima snorts!
The cord-strung acorn hanging from Talryssa's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of green.
Wyrom says, "Fortune acorns."
Speaking to you, Nishima says, "Just pin it to the kitten. Since it's stuck in the park..."
You grin at Wyrom.
Laethia says, "But squirrels have awful handwriting."
Eronderl says, "We're all hipsters and the Landing is too "Cool" for us."
Speaking to Wyrom, you exclaim, "The tree in the middle of landing drops gossip notes!"
Fjalar asks, "And who ares if it is an alt or a main. Why should that matter?"
Mithogras says, "I've tried resting in the Trophy Room a bit last week or two, as was suggested. Nishima dropped by once. Otherwise, I've seen nobody at all."
Fjalar says, "Cares that is."
Wyrom says, "Yeah you could say their handwriting is... Squirrelly."
You giggle at Wyrom.
Laethia agrees with Wyrom.
Wyrom puts on some sunglasses.
Ephelysse glances at Mithogras.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Mithogras, Ephelysse asks, "Hu?"
Hivala looks at Wyrom blankly, at a loss to express herself.
Kynlee shakes her head, totally at a loss.
Eronderl says, "On to my next suggestion."
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa says, "That pun was pretty acorny."
You face Talryssa and shriek at the top of your lungs.
You cover your ears.
Eronderl says, "Wyrom seriously I love that you've tried to make everyone happy and do things all over the place."
Speaking to Talryssa, Hivala says, "Don't encourage him."
Speaking to Talryssa, Wyrom says, "You're nuts."
Eronderl says, "It's great you listen to everyone."
Eronderl says, "Stop."
Speaking to Ephelysse, Mithogras says, "A couple months back someone suggested that the Trophy Room of Thrak's was a more sensible place to meet, than the Park."
Eronderl says, "Plat was better when we agreed we were Landing centric."
Anatae raises an eyebrow in Mithogras's direction.
Talryssa grins.
Vorks gruffly says, "So, not really a GM topic, more of a player topic, but how do we manage to get everyone in the same place AND keep the 'town' identity we want."
Vorks nods at Eronderl.
Laethia says, "Free chocolate cake."
Vorks gruffly asks, "Or can we start saying again that we really should be Landing centric?"
Vaein becomes solid again.
The hazel corona surrounding Fjalar's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
Vorks returns to normal color.
Eronderl says, "I'm sorry but "Nothing ever happens and I only go to Ta'Vaalor" says to me you're in the wrong instance."
Speaking to Fjalar, Nishima says, "It doesn't matter, but it's nice to know who that person is, other than seeing him/her at special events."
Anatae says, "We get spread a little thin."
Speaking to Mazreth, Wyrom says, "Fighting words there."
You say, "Well, we already have FWI."
You say, "But it feels like a town."
Eronderl says, "Could be worse, could be Illistim."
Anatae whispers something to Nishima.
Eronderl says, "They put up wanted posters for montsh and do nothing about them."
You ask, "Maybe we could have hearthstones in each town, that go to a central hearthstone?"
Anatae says, "But you tend to rest near where you hunt."
Anatae shrugs.
You say, "Or we could just start sitting in the transport hub."
The light blue glow leaves Nishima.
Eronderl says, "Speaking of can you ask her to take those damned posters down. It's becoming a bad joke."
The air calms down around Nishima.
Ephelysse glances around, looking a bit less confident.
Kodahler says, "It's why I don't understand why FWI has such little traffic."
The powerful look leaves Nishima.
Speaking to Eronderl, you ask, "Can I draw mustaches on them?"
Mazreth grins.
Nishima appears to lose some internal strength.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Ephelysse.
Nishima becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Eronderl says, "Go for it."
Deep blue motes swirl away from Nishima and fade.
The deep blue glow leaves Nishima.
Speaking to you, Hivala says, "I approve."
Speaking to Kodahler, you say, "It's so palm-tree-y."
You beam happily at Hivala!
The misty halo fades from Nishima.
Speaking to Kodahler, Nishima says, "I think before there was a nasty cooldown on the trinkets."
Anatae says, "Those posters were very confusing for me coming back after an absense."
Speaking to Hivala, you say, "I'll use my newest glittery nail polish."
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Nishima.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Vaein suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
Hivala chuckles.
A nightingale lifts its head and nuzzles Ephelysse's ear before warbling a heart-rending melody.
Speaking to Wyrom, Mazreth says, "If they only knew how many times I was wandering the empty streets as an NPC just wanting to RP...."
Eronderl says, "They're from something that happened months ago."
Mazreth shrugs.
The very powerful look leaves Nishima.
The white light leaves Nishima.
Speaking to Nishima, you say, "There hasn't been cooldown in a long time."
The dim aura fades from around Nishima.
Nishima appears less secure.
Speaking to Mazreth, Eronderl says, "RP in a real town."
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar asks, "You thought he was still wanted for something that happened before you took your break?"
Speaking to Wyrom, Mazreth says, "Then I realized I was in the wrong instance."
Nishima begins to breathe less deeply.
Mazreth winks at Eronderl.
Speaking to Mazreth, Wyrom exclaims, "Shh don't talk about that in public!"
The air shivers about Nishima, glistening faintly before stilling to normalcy.
Anatae shakes her head.
Nishima nods to you.
Wyrom begins chuckling at Mazreth!
Kynlee snickers.
Eronderl grins at Mazreth.
You say, "But honestly, maybe we should have a hearthstone that we can all get into."
You say, "From any town."
Speaking to Fjalar, Anatae says, "Just thought it was a more recent issue and didn't understand the lack of justice response in town."
Fjalar says, "We do, it's called FWI."
You say, "It'll feel less like we're in "another town" like with Landing or FWI."
Nishima appears less confident.
Eronderl says, "Seriously though no offense to Mazreth but we're spread too thin."
You say, "Yes, but when I go to FWI, I feel like I'm in FWI."
The brilliant aura fades away from Nishima.
The opalescent aura fades from around Nishima.
Eronderl says, "When we were Landing centric people knew you go to the Landing to see people."
The acorn amulet hanging from Markken's neck glows blue-grey.
Kynlee says, "Actually, we merchanted yesterday, and quite a few people showed up. I was impressed."
Laethia says, "The transport hub could be turned into a sort of arrivals and departures lounge."
Speaking to Eronderl, Mazreth says, "None taken, I realize you are and that's a challenge for those of us that have towns and would like to be more active."
Kynlee says, "When we started, pretty much everyone was at a table or a workshop."
Kynlee chuckles.
You say, "The transport hub is nice, it smells nice, too."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Laethia agrees with you.
You say, "Maybe if we put booze, dart boards, and a blackdrake table there, people would gather."
Speaking to Mazreth, Eronderl says, "The trick is when stuff was happening in other towns we were drawn away from the Landing."
Anatae says, "You get stuck by yourself doing crafting or alchemy type things."
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar says, "If you do something in another town, people will show up, as long as they know something is happening."
Fjalar says, "Period."
Kodahler asks, "I guess I don't understand whats wrong with FWI being a different place. What do you mean it feels diferent?"
Wyrom says, "It's the catch when you preach a topic. Town support is something that has been asked for since I was a player. No hand droppage was something people have been asking for since I joined Platinum. But some people now feel that was a bad decision."
You hold up your hand and tilt it side to side in a so-so gesture.
Nishima begins chuckling at Wyrom!
Eronderl says, "I told Wyrom recently I partially regret the hand droppage change."
Eronderl says, "Yes... I regret it."
Eronderl says, "You can all crucify me now."
Laethia says, "There are always the barrels, if you badly want to lose your gear."
Laethia begins chuckling at Eronderl!
Speaking to Eronderl, you tease, "Because it turned off safe rift-hunting now?"
Wyrom makes a cross.
Eronderl says, "Because I've died on alts and no one comes anymore."
Eronderl says, "Typically I wait ten minutes then rescue myself."
The vivid emerald corona surrounding Talryssa's cord-strung acorn rotates around in a circle.
Anatae says, "Yea, that's a weird experience."
Anatae says, "Dying on an alt and no one looking at all."
Your face goes blank.
Laethia says, "People don't seem to announce where they will be as much as they used to."
You say, "I don't think that's a problem with hand-droppage, though."
Nishima says, "...announce."
Ephelysse nods at Laethia.
Laethia says, "I'm willing to go and fetch someone if they're in a place I can get to."
Talryssa softly asks, "Well.... here's my big question, in regards to gathering: Would you rather your character stay only in a specific town, or meeting spot, or tree, or hole in the ground... or would you rather actually spend time interacting with people? I mean, it's a simple concept. Is your character the type to scoff at anyone that's not an elf? Okay sure, that's your RP choice, but you're going to have to accept the consequences that come with being a social elitist. Why force the GM's to create us a bias-free zone to hang out in, when we can just get over ourselves, (be that our character selves or our player selves) and just go join wherever people are gathering?"
Laethia says, "No so much to run around every town locating."
Nishima removes an enormous furry white muffler, revealing her face.
Nishima grins at Talryssa.
Talryssa sticks her tongue out at Nishima, and lets out with a loud, "Thbtbtbtbt" from her lips!
Speaking to Nishima, Eronderl says, "You're absolutely right that people announce less although I have announced and still been out of luck."
Talryssa softly says, "I really gotta remember to use smaller posts instead of big blocks. Sorry."
Nishima nods at Eronderl.
Laethia smiles at Talryssa.
Speaking to Talryssa, you exclaim, "Wall-o-text!"
Speaking to Talryssa, Fjalar says, "Tl;dr."
Ezic says, "Tl;dr."
You grin at Talryssa.
Eronderl says, "Sorry Trish I can't read more than a sentence at a time so you haven't actually said anything."
Talryssa carefully brushes the volcanic ash and soot off Eronderl.
Speaking softly to Eronderl, Talryssa says, "Well, you did say that Wyrom thought we were smarter than we are."
Wyrom shakes his head, clucking his tongue.
Speaking to Eronderl, Fjalar says, "Maybe they just don't like you."
Speaking to Talryssa, you say, "It's an issue because Plat IS supposed to be an RP area, so there should be accomodations made for "not everything has to happen in Landing" to an extent."
The acorn amulet hanging from Fjalar's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of brown.
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa asks, "But what is the RP reason for going to this hearthstone?"
Speaking to Fjalar, Eronderl says, "Who says I'm announcing all my alts? I know plat players can't differentiate the player from teh character anymore."
Fjalar says, "Better safe than sorry."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Fjalar grins.
Speaking to Talryssa, you ask, "Comraderie, and besides, why does only Landing have a hall for famous people?"
Ephelysse returns to normal color.
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa exclaims, "Because the Landing rocks!"
Speaking to Talryssa, you exclaim, "All the towns, rock, really!"
Eronderl says, "Hearthstone is defunct. I still don't even have a cup in the legends lounge for Shiun."
Speaking to Talryssa, you exclaim, "That's why folks want to spend time in other towns!"
Vaein relaxes and no longer maintains the Whirling Dervish Stance.
The light blue glow leaves Laethia.
The deep blue glow leaves Laethia.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Talryssa disk. Also here: Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Markken, Talryssa, Nishima, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Laethia.
Vaein seems a bit less imposing.
Speaking to Eronderl, Wyrom says, "We sent you the announcement that you had to reroll."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I'm sorry I'm ranting here."
Wyrom grins wryly.
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "The bottom line is plat used to be greater than it is and I don't know how to get us back to that."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I don't think it's your fault or your staff's fault."
You say, "We used to be more about the fun than the RP."
Wyrom says, "Well, I think we'll try to get better at getting updates out there."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I often feel like plat is just a single player prime these days."
You say, "The fun was part of the RP."
Speaking to Wyrom, Hivala says, "Proof that something is finally not my fault."
You say, "We were like a big cozy platchat back then."
You grin.
Kynlee begins chuckling at Hivala!
Wyrom chuckles.
Nishima says, "Platchat is dumb. Just saying."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I told you I was going to ask this very loaded question."
Kodahler nods at Nishima.
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl asks, "What differentiates plat from prime now?"
Lifting its beak, a nightingale whistles a few soft, twittering notes before falling silent.
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl asks, "Why do we pay $10 more a month than a premium member other than our friends and characters are here?"
You ask, "What does that have to do with the storyline workshop?"
Speaking to Eronderl, Markken says, "Cost and amount of players."
Nishima carefully puts on an enormous furry white muffler, concealing her face.
Eronderl says, "Because more RP, staff interaction was the big draw for plat."
Speaking to Eronderl, Wyrom says, "I'll hit that one after we do more storyline talk."
Markken's acorn amulet flickers various shades of grey.
Eronderl says, "It has everything to do with the storyline workshop."
Fjalar raises his hand.
Wyrom says, "Okay, I think we hit that topic hard. Let's move on to another question. And then we'll answer that one."
Wyrom nods.
Eronderl says, "I'll stop ranting I just know we can be better cause we used to be."
Wyrom points at Fjalar.
Fjalar says, "I think there needs to be a better distinction made between people wanting interactions and that interactions means you have to interact with everyone, regardless of personal histories and WI, etc."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "Very good point."
Wyrom says, "No one should ever be forced to interact with everyone."
Eronderl says, "And by personal histories you mean players because character history doesn't mean less than a crap to most peple in plat who forget things faster than they happen."
Talryssa's cord-strung acorn flickers various shades of green.
Nishima asks, "WI?"
Fjalar says, "To some extent, yes. But not entirely."
Eronderl says, "Warn Interract."
You say, "Warn interact."
Fjalar says, "Warn interaction."
Nishima nods.
Eronderl says, "The big red button of I never want to play with you again."
Wyrom says, "It's why the elven paladin storyline probably didn't gain much ground. The people who were there, wanted to just share it between their group like they stumbled upon it. It's hard for staff because we want everyone to enjoy it. But at the time time, we want to make people only do what they feel comfortable with."
Eronderl says, "This goes back to what I said. Plat has ceased in general to be able to differentiate player from character."
Speaking to Eronderl, Fjalar says, "I'm referring mostly to Jesphian in this case, not you. Lots of people would rather not deal with him, and as a result miss out on a lot of stuff because he won't."
Speaking to Fjalar, Eronderl says, "I kinda figured. Rufus and I have had multiple converstions about that."
Wyrom says, "Let's not make things personal. But it is a barrier that is hard to overcome."
Laethia says, "To be fair, he pays the same as anyone else. If they want to avoid him rather than find a more adult way of dealing with character conflicts, that's their look-out."
Eronderl nods at Laethia.
The acorn amulet hanging from Fjalar's neck suddenly flares a bright shade of brown.
Eronderl says, "But Wyrom... and I'm going to admit I' ma greedy loot whore here."
Eronderl says, "You gave out loot for that storyline they didn't want to share with anyoe."
Vaein nods at Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "You rewarded them keeping it to themselves."
Eronderl shrugs.
Wyrom says, "But I see it a lot on the forums. "Don't listen to PersonX, they always aren't happy." Well my job as the guru is to look at everyone as a subscriber, everyone has their right to talk about things."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Wyrom, Markken says, "Or not to as the case may be."
Deep blue motes swirl away from Vaein and fade.
Wyrom says, "Well, it's not like they got 20 items to themselves. The rest of those items came out at the Sweetheart Festival."
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I resemble that remark and I'm not happy about it."
Eronderl says, "I don't want ot talk about that mess Wyro."
Wyrom grins.
Nishima snickers.
Kodahler asks, "Wait, there was a sweetheart festival?"
Kodahler ducks his head.
Speaking to Eronderl, Vorks says, "I see it differently. Not every needs loot at every story, but there should be stories that hit everyone interested at some point."
Wyrom glances at Hivala.
Eronderl says, "Yeah but the good stuff all went out unannounced."
Hivala sticks out her tongue.
Anatae sadly says, "Too few people come to dances."
Eronderl cowers away from Hivala.
You agree with Anatae.
Speaking to Eronderl, Nishima says, "None of it was good."
Anatae says, "And I'm looking at you gentlemen."
Wyrom asks, "But honestly, using that same storyline as an example. Those that missed it, was it something you really wanted to be a part of?"
Hivala says, "There was one! Unless I dreamed it."
Vaein says, "I don't even think it matters what they got or if the rest of the stuff was released. We are here trying to talk about bringing us together and sharing more info, and they were rewarded for doing the exact opposite."
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar says, "I'm married."
Anatae waves a hand at Fjalar, dismissing him indifferently.
Speaking to Fjalar, Anatae says, "You can still dance."
Fjalar kicks up his heels and does a little jig! The dance is surprisingly agile, given the heavy boots that Fjalar is wearing.
You ask, "Was it implied to them they were supposed to bring other people in?"
Anatae snickers.
Nishima groans at Fjalar.
The light blue glow leaves Ephelysse.
The air calms down around Ephelysse.
You say, "I've personally been in a number of storylines that were small, succinct, and only involved the people in the room or folks who stumbled into the room."
The powerful look leaves Ephelysse.
Talryssa softly says, "To be honest, I don't think it should have needed to be implied to bring others in. You know, respect towards your fellow players and all that."
Vaein nods at Talryssa.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Ephelysse.
Wyrom says, "I much rather the 3 people who were there just take loot, than announce "Hey, loot pile, come get it." Like that happens often."
The silvery luminescence fades from around Ephelysse.
You nod at Wyrom.
Speaking to Vaein, Mazreth asks, "I don't know if they were necessarily rewarded as the loot would have been three regardless, even if they shared the story. The issue more is should staff force you to share info?"
The bright luminescence fades from around Ephelysse.
You ask, "If the GM didn't announce it to the entire realm, why should the player?"
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl says, "I'd much rather have known a multi day story was going on so I could try to get involved."
You say, "Maybe they intend it to be a little one-on-one GM interaction like Plat used to be about."
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Ephelysse.
Talryssa softly says, "I'm not talking about loot though, I'm talking about the storyline."
Talryssa softly says, "I didn't even know there WAS a paladin storyline. Was completely in the dark."
Vaein asks, "I won't say force. But is there anything wrong with strongly suggesting they should"?"
With sudden fury, your mark breaks away from its current resting place and hurtles towards your left leg. Your pulse hastens. Lightheadedness threatens to consume your consciousness as blood races away from your other extremeties and pools around the ophidian mark.
Wyrom says, "I understand where you're coming from. I get it."
That would not be appropriate.
Closing your eyes and concentrating, you flex your leg, forcing blood into the area immediately surrounding your leaf-shaped mark. A sudden light-headedness skews your thoughts and bearings as the mark draws blood from your body. The pain and swelling about your mark subsides.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
A shadow seems to detach itself from Ephelysse's body, swiftly dissipating into the air.
Speaking to Vaein, Mazreth says, "I don't think there is, I personally try to make it as obvious as I can when I'm doing something but at the same time I dont want to force RP on someone who maybe plays a greedy bastard."
Mazreth grins at Vaein.
The cord-strung acorn hanging from Talryssa's neck glows vivid emerald.
Eronderl asks, "Also did Shadowguard turn into RoL?"
Vaein grins at Mazreth.
Wyrom says, "Some people want their spotlight. That's the hard thing. It's hard to tell a player, "Hey, buddy, you're hogging the attention. Time to get someone else involved."."
Kynlee peers quizzically at Eronderl.
Eronderl cowers away from Mazreth.
Mazreth says, "Nope, it's just there for you to hunt for a while then things will happen again."
Eronderl says, "Alright."
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar says, "Needs more loot."
Mazreth says, "Besides, my RL schedule got a bit busier so i'm not as available as I want to be right now."
Mazreth grins at Fjalar.
Speaking to Eronderl, Kynlee says, "RoL is like the Highlander. There can be only one."
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar exclaims, "And get rid of the vruul clones, my monk can't UAC against them!"
You stare at nothing in particular.
Wyrom asks, "Okay. Let's move on! Any other topics?"
Mazreth says, "I liked the Vrulo."
Mazreth grumbles.
Mazreth says, "Vruul."
Anatae says, "Do we have active houses or organizations? I know the Carnival is doing stuff. Just curious."
Fjalar says, "I do too, but never hunted them with voln-fu or the new uac before...so no clue if voln-fu used to work against them or not."
Ephelysse says, "Aardvarks, we do monthly darts."
Anatae nods at Ephelysse.
Laethia says, "We have a dart game after the meeting in fact."
Laethia grins at Anatae.
You exclaim, "There's going to be darts in 50 minutes!"
Anatae says, "I do like the new digs."
Nishima mutters, "Was better in the niche."
Speaking to Anatae, Ephelysse exclaims, "Thanks!"
A small hazel will-o'-wisp rowdily flits out from inside Fjalar's acorn amulet. It flutters around him and hurries back into the amulet.
Eronderl taps Wyrom lightly on his shoulder.
Anatae asks, "What about the other places?"
Eronderl frowns.
Eronderl raises his hand.
Anatae asks, "Lodge close up?"
Fjalar says, "The Outfitters is still around for now. But lost a lot of interest in it to be honest. It's become a glorified closet for people to outfit alts with lately."
Wyrom says, "Right now, the only really active MHOs are The Militia, The Aardvark Gaming Hall, The Outfitters, Ta'Haima, and The Carnival."
Nishima just went through a shaft of light.
Ephelysse nods at Anatae.
Anatae nods.
Eronderl nods at Mazreth.
Wyrom says, "The Lodge, the structure, I have plans for, very soon."
Laethia says, "I think Ta'Haima plans a storytelling next week in Icemule."
Markken says, "Lodge has been closed for a whlie now."
Fjalar says, "All the officers of the Lodge quit playing around the same time."
Eronderl says, "Wyrom just one more lil thing that's storyline related."
Wyrom nods at Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "Prime is in the middle of a massive storyline."
Speaking softly to Anatae, Talryssa says, "I know Jesphian's MHO, I think Ta'Haima?, is doing stuff about once a month. I know a lot of people dislike Jesphian, but that aside, if people are showing up it could be a great opportunity for some good RP."
Eronderl says, "With a month long merchant event."
Markken says, "I tried to get osme interest but never got any in reopening the place."
Eronderl says, "That looks to be dwarfing the spitfire or jugg with what's been available."
Eronderl says, "Free."
Talryssa softly says, "Usually mid-day too, for people who are around only or mostly during the day."
Wyrom says, "Yeah, Talador will be $29.99 here."
Wyrom nods at Eronderl.
With sudden fury, your mark breaks away from its current resting place and hurtles towards your left leg. Your pulse hastens. Lightheadedness threatens to consume your consciousness as blood races away from your other extremeties and pools around the ophidian mark.
Eronderl gives Wyrom a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Closing your eyes and concentrating, you flex your leg, forcing blood into the area immediately surrounding your leaf-shaped mark. A sudden light-headedness skews your thoughts and bearings as the mark draws blood from your body. The pain and swelling about your mark subsides.
Wyrom chuckles.
Anatae nods.
Speaking to Wyrom, Fjalar asks, "Do you take simucoins?"
Eronderl says, "You told us we weren't getting skeletons of prime events anymore."
Vaein laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
Eronderl asks, "When is plat getting the equivalent of that?"
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Fjalar, Wyrom exclaims, "Good that you asked, yes! There will be an in game prompt after you buy a locker expansion!"
Eronderl says, "I know you "have plans" but Naionna had a lot of plans too."
Fjalar nods at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "And none of them ever actually happened."
Wyrom says, "I'm kidding, of course."
Eronderl winks at Wyrom.
Wyrom says, "I will give some teasers now, sure."
Vaein leans forward.
Kodahler says, "Game crash."
Wyrom says, "Talador is happening in March. Be thankful that it happened in Prime first. The bug reports were immense."
Eronderl says, "I'm just getting tired of once again staring jealously at prime."
Talryssa seems to lose some dexterity.
Wyrom says, "So you guys will see a mostly bug free area."
Eronderl lets out a cheer!
Laethia says, "Not good for the locksmiths."
Talryssa returns to normal color.
Wyrom begins chuckling at Laethia!
The air about Talryssa stops shimmering.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Talryssa and fade.
The deep blue glow leaves Talryssa.
Fjalar says, "Back to my topic, cause I know it was an issue but can you perhaps clarify the Mayoral position in regards to Warn interacts and whatnot before the next election."
Anatae raises an eyebrow.
Fjalar says, "Either, don't run if you have WI's in place or just what to expect if you have them and decide to run."
Wyrom says, "There will be a storyline leading up to it, that I think will be interesting. This storyline, which is in an "epic" state, will be a long series of events. It will play off a lot of Platinum's history."
Anatae quietly says, "So behind on gossip."
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar says, "Hraus is the Mayor."
Anatae says, "That I know."
Anatae says, "Title helped a bit."
Anatae flashes a quick grin.
Eronderl nods at Wyrom.
Talryssa grins at Anatae.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Talryssa disk. Also here: Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Markken, Talryssa, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Wyrom says, "As for the mayor storyline, the WI route was not something I thought would happen here."
You ask, "What's happening with WI?"
Eronderl says, "Back in the day we used to be able to fight and then at least be civil if not make up."
Wyrom says, "I need to clarify that when I post about it when re-election happens."
Eronderl says, "Now we fight nad hold grudges forever."
Laethia agrees with Eronderl.
Fjalar nods at Wyrom.
Wyrom says, "But it's not something I had thought about when it happened."
Wyrom says, "Keeping me on my toes."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Eronderl says, "Part of me wants to ask that we do away with WI in plat."
The cord-strung acorn hanging from Talryssa's neck glows vivid emerald.
Eronderl says, "They don't work here."
Kodahler says, "I just WI all the Gm's, then I'm immune to the law. Har har har."
Kodahler stubs his toe against something and falls flat on his face!
Vaein rolls Kodahler over.
Talryssa snickers.
Kodahler exclaims, "Imma WI that rock!"
The acorn amulet hanging from Fjalar's neck glows hazel.
Laethia says, "I'd agree that they don't belong in so small a group. Not wanting to deal with one person in 300 happens. One in 30 ... gets awkward."
Wyrom chuckles.
Laethia says, "One in 3 is unworkable."
Wyrom says, "It's something we need to think about, that's for sure. But right now, it's here to stay."
Eronderl says, "Even if we keep them we need to adjust the rules."
Wyrom says, "And I will have to refine player official roles with them."
Eronderl says, "I'm sorry you can WI me all day but I'm not leaving a merchant because you're there."
Eronderl says, "Or a storyline."
Wyrom says, "You don't have to leave an area if you guys can co exist."
Laethia says, "Surely it's up the 'I don't want to play' person to leave."
Eronderl says, "That's always been a grey area LAethia."
Anatae says, "Seems like a tricky area to get into."
Eronderl says, "Up to the GM who deals with it adn typitcally comes down to who they like better."
Kynlee says, "It's possible to stand in a room with someone and totally ignore them."
Kynlee nods slowly.
Speaking to Laethia, Fjalar says, "And when the "I don't want to play with you' person is the Mayor? The story goes with him."
Vaein turns away from Kynlee, ignoring her.
Kynlee exclaims, "See!"
Speaking softly to Kynlee, Talryssa exclaims, "Teach me how!"
Speaking to Kynlee, you say, "That sucks for the whole "atmosphere of cooperation"."
Kynlee points at Vaein.
Laethia says, "Well, I can understand getting exasperated if someone kills you on sight all the time. But that's what 'report' is for."
Markken says, "Alright I tried, lunch is way past and I'm probably going to take flax already."
Eronderl says, "I'm logging Rob."
Wyrom begins chuckling at Markken!
You brightly exclaim, "I am, too!"
Markken says, "Thanks Keith."
Eronderl says, "Cait's logging Rob."
Eronderl winks.
You snort derisively at Eronderl!
You chuckle.
Markken says, "Thanks all."
Markken waves.
Wyrom asks, "Okay, any other questions? Before I hit the Prime/Plat difference one?"
Markken just went through a shaft of light.
Eronderl says, "Are you concerned because Hraus is WIed."
Eronderl asks, "Or because Jesphian might run for mayor?"
You say, "It's still a community vote."
With sudden fury, your mark breaks away from its current resting place and hurtles towards your left leg. Your pulse hastens. Lightheadedness threatens to consume your consciousness as blood races away from your other extremeties and pools around the ophidian mark.
Closing your eyes and concentrating, you flex your leg, forcing blood into the area immediately surrounding your leaf-shaped mark. A sudden light-headedness skews your thoughts and bearings as the mark draws blood from your body. The pain and swelling about your mark subsides.
Laethia says, "That's what votes are for."
Laethia nods to you.
Eronderl says, "I'm not trying to throw anyone specific under the bus just trying to undrestand the concern."
Fjalar says, "Hraus WI'd someone else. That's where it came up."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Anatae yawns.
Eronderl says, "I just don't understand WI in plat."
Eronderl says, "We're too small to completely avoid or ignore someone."
Wyrom says, "We'll talk it over behind the scenes and try to come to a solution that works."
Wyrom says, "Or roll everyone into Shattered."
Ephelysse raises her hand.
You exclaim, "Woohoo!"
Wyrom grins.
Hivala glances at Wyrom.
Eronderl says, "If they're impacting your play time so poorly that it's come to that I'm sorry but maybe staff needs to get involved."
Speaking to Eronderl, you ask, "And what exactly is staff going to do?"
Eronderl says, "I'd like to think we're all adults here."
Eronderl says, "I hope tell them to grow up."
Speaking to you, Kynlee says, "Kill them all."
Kynlee nods slowly.
Laethia says, "I suspect with some it's less 'I don't want to play with him' than 'I don't want him allowed in the game'."
You ask, "You need staff to do that?"
Anatae says, "We've just discussed how we can't manage to share storylines and this seems more serious."
Eronderl says, "Some people do."
Laethia says, "And unless someone's really breaking rules, that's not anyone's say."
Talryssa blinks.
Eronderl says, "I'm all for invalidating WI for the mayor."
Eronderl says, "At least."
Talryssa softly asks, "How'd we go from Storline to WI's?"
Anatae agrees with Talryssa.
You say, "Why? It's an elected position for a player."
Eronderl says, "Because people WIing people is impacting storylines."
You say, "How he plays that position is up to him."
You say, "Then vote a new mayor in next time."
Anatae says, "Now I feel like we're just talking behind the involved people's backs."
Eronderl says, "Him warn interracting someone prevents them from participating potentially."
Eronderl says, "I'm saying if you accept the position you give up the right to WI anyone."
Anatae shakes her head.
Vaein returns to normal color.
You say, "I disagree."
You shrug.
Anatae says, "As do I."
Eronderl shrugs.
Fjalar says, "If you mean...can't issue one while in position, sure."
You say, "Maybe you guys should figure out that if you're going to elect an official, he can still be his own self and it doesn't give you free reign to be a prat to him."
Eronderl says, "Again I think WI should be removed in plat."
Wyrom says, "Yeah, let's not use this to talk about the mayor storyline involvement. I see it's an issue. So we will need to discuss it further, but I don't want to take things personal, since the people involved are very specific."
Fjalar says, "But then again I think the Mayor should be able to have people arrested and banished from his town too."
Eronderl shrugs.
Talryssa softly says, "Also, Jesphian is almost always involved, Landing or not, if he's online and a story or merchant is available, even is Hraus is around. In fact, Hraus is the one that usually leaves."
Anatae agrees with Fjalar.
Eronderl says, "I was using the specific example brought up Wyrom but it's a general problem."
Eronderl says, "I've been WIed by a couple pretty active people."
Wyrom says, "Ephelysse had a question, so let's move on to her question."
Anatae turns to face Ephelysse.
Eronderl asks, "They push their way into a storyline am I supposed to just msis out?"
Speaking softly to Eronderl, Talryssa exclaims, "I'm WI'ing you unless you give me free access to your lockers!"
Speaking to Wyrom, Ephelysse says, "Just a quick question."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Talryssa, you exclaim, "Good idea!"
Ephelysse asks, "I know you siad early out you only had free reign to do stuff n Landing, Teras and Zul and the town gurus ruled over their own towns. Can you remind me who the gurus are in case me or someone else wants to bug them to do stuff?"
Wyrom nods.
Eronderl says, "Mazreth has Vaalor, Valyrka has Illistim."
You say, "Maybe it should go up on the forums, and then also put up in GSGuide."
Eronderl says, "Alphabets/Mascarpone has Icemule."
Wyrom says, "Marstreforn if Icemule, Xayle is RR, Lydil left everyone for Solhaven."
Speaking to Ephelysse, Laethia exclaims, "'No making the Captain arrest Shadow!"
Ephelysse winks at Laethia.
Talryssa sobs.
You say, "Jainna is FWI."
You say, "And uhh, that leaves Cysaegir."
Ephelysse says, "Thanks, see an easy question."
Wyrom exclaims, "Jainna and Bessie work with Mist Harbor, but they are also the Premium peeps!"
Eronderl asks, "Can we nuke and completely replace Mist Harbor in plat with something Plat centric?"
Kynlee says, "Valyrka has that too."
Eronderl ducks his head.
Kynlee nods to you.
You say, "Kay~."
Anatae wrinkles her nose.
Wyrom says, "Cysaegir will be overrun by kiramon if it's the last thing I do."
Wyrom raises his fist defiantly.
With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.
Wyrom says, "I mean..."
Kynlee snickers.
Vaein ponders.
Speaking to Keios, Fjalar says, "Keep it down over there."
Zoelle snickers.
Wyrom begins chuckling at Vaein!
Vaein exclaims, "That sounds like an excellent idea! I' m ready!"
Vaein asks, "Oh..except would you send one that I can target with the noun kiramon?"
Speaking to Wyrom, Eronderl asks, "Can we eventually have to infiltrate a kiramon hive and kill the queen?"
Vaein says, "So I can have a kiramon deathsword."
Vaein says, "That is all."
Sot just arrived.
You gawk at Sot.
You look at Sot and squeal.
Speaking to Sot, you exclaim, "SOT!"
You see only a misty amorphous humanoid shape.
Sot waves.
You gaze fondly at Sot.
Sot slings a jet black vultite shield over his shoulder.
Picolo just arrived.
Sot says, "I'm back."
Speaking to Sot, you exclaim, "How's me thir...um..fourt...uhh... one of my favorite halflings doing?!"
You grin at Sot.
You see Picolo Mera'din.
He appears to be a Giantman.
He appears to be mature. He has ale-brown eyes and lily white skin. He has long, auburn hair.
He has a coiled green dragon tattoo on his neck.
He has old battle scars on his left arm.
He is wearing a wooden shield, some reinforced leather, an old cracked leather gem pouch, and an old cracked leather gem pouch.
Krystic just arrived.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, Picolo, Sot, Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Talryssa, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler who is lying down, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Krystic gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
Krystic turns towards Sot and renders a sharp hand salute.
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
You wave to Picolo.
You wave to Krystic.
Sot says, "Hanging by a foot hair."
Krystic waves to you.
Picolo waves.
Wyrom says, "Okay, since we're getting close to 2, and I don't want to push into darts since we're pretty close to being done. Let's talk about the differences."
Sot turns towards Krystic and renders a sharp hand salute.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Wyrom says, "We have mechanical differences, item loss through combat are taken a little more seriously. This was in exchange to remove hand droppage. But we still have droppage on decay. We also have a lot of things that are made easier for the smaller populations."
Wyrom says, "We generally offer pricing discounts for services."
Wyrom says, "Which bring me to events. Services aren't always per capita. In fact, most times when 5 are approved in Prime, 5 are approved in Platinum."
Wyrom says, "Which means more people are getting things."
Wyrom says, "Most people, even newer players have item lists that you can't obtain in Prime with ease."
Laethia says, "Well, strictly, it doesn't. It means fewer people aren't."
Wyrom nods at Laethia.
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Wyrom says, "You get more chances to be part of the storyline, even if right now it seems hard. You guys generally gonvern the direction of storylines, at least since I been here."
Picolo renews his song.
Wyrom says, "Govern too."
Talryssa's cord-strung acorn flickers various shades of green.
The white light leaves Ephelysse.
The very powerful look leaves Ephelysse.
Eronderl asks, "Can we turn hand droppage back on?"
Eronderl cowers away from Wyrom.
Wyrom says, "A good percentage of the active player base have private properties."
Anatae sighs.
Wyrom exclaims, "As GM Kynlee reminded me!"
A series of beryl green lines suddenly appears on Talryssa's face, quickly racing towards the center of her forehead before detaching and dissipating in the air.
Kynlee says, "Sooo hard to get in Prime."
Kynlee sniffs.
Zoelle rubs Kynlee gently.
Krystic says, "With another one going out tonight."
Krystic flashes a wide grin.
Kynlee agrees with Krystic.
Speaking softly to Kynlee, Talryssa says, "Remember, we still need Talryssa's Farm, raffle style. Only one winner, Talryssa."
Talryssa nods sagely.
Kynlee says, "And several more before the year's out."
Laethia says, "Maybe that's why people don't gather any more - they're all sitting in their own front rooms."
Anatae nods at Laethia.
Anatae laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Krystic says, "It's hard not to get in the hot tub if you have one."
You sing clearly:
"That Talryssa has a farm
Ee-aye-ee-aye-ooohhh!"
Wyrom says, "Assist queue doesn't go through GameHosts. You guys get custom AC, sonics, titles, with ease."
Talryssa snickers at you!
You laugh as Talryssa tickles you.
You grin at Talryssa.
Kynlee glances at Zoelle.
Krystic says, "Don't forget lesser guild requirements."
Krystic leans softly against Wyrom.
Sot says, "You guys have it way better than it was 10 years ago."
You say, "Larger lockers."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Krystic agrees with Sot.
Wyrom says, "You have an open line to email me and I answer pretty quick. Ask anyone who emails me, I get back pretty quickly. I'll talk to you like you're a person. I don't give canned answers."
Eronderl says, "I kinda miss game hosts."
Eronderl says, "Portals Wyrom, don't forget the portals."
Wyrom says, "But we do have a plan to outsource to a foreign Wyrom. Press Z for zombie."
Laethia says, "You miss confusing the heck out of them."
Laethia grins at Eronderl.
Eronderl gives Laethia a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Wyrom says, "Hivala just reminded me of automatic tier 3 MHOs."
Wyrom says, "No need to wait and prove yourself for years."
Wyrom says, "And discount pricing for structures. No 100m things here."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Heck yeah!"
Speaking to Hivala, Fjalar says, "No whispering to the zombie, his ear might fall off."
Picolo renews his song.
Kodahler says, "Then you can just carry it around, whisper him whenever you want."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Hivala's been super helpful with the MHO thing, I can't stress that enough!"
Speaking to Fjalar, Hivala says, "He could only hope his ears would fall off and not have to listen to me anymore."
Eronderl asks, "And a custom property for anyone with a 5 year or more plat subscription?"
Eronderl peers quizzically at Wyrom.
Picolo stops singing.
Kynlee stares at Eronderl.
Laethia exclaims, "At last, I can get my gingerbread house!"
You say, "Easier playershop and premium home getting."
Krystic says, "I think it should be 12 year."
Krystic says, "Or 13."
You say, "You can't even get a playershop in Prime anymore."
Wyrom says, "And get ready for some fun storyline involvement, I will be touching on some history. Some of you might be too new to know of it. But I'll be touching back as early as 2004/2005."
The last of the ash on Sot blows off him.
Krystic applauds Wyrom.
Kynlee grins.
Wyrom says, "You will get some closure to some things that were left open."
Speaking to Wyrom, you exclaim, "Go for the gold! Krolvin invasion bay-bee!"
Mithogras squints at Wyrom.
Vorks gruffly says, "Good idea, gives us newer folks a way to connect back and learn the old history too."
Wyrom says, "Kynlee saw something I made that will be getting released with it."
Wyrom says, "Someone will be happy."
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Kynlee adopts an agreeable expression.
Krystic says, "Yeah I will."
Kynlee says, "It's swweeeeet, too."
Krystic shifts his weight.
You exclaim, "Since it's Kynlee, it's a private house!"
Wyrom exclaims, "And I won't annouce it at all! FAVORITISM!!!"
Kynlee chuckles.
Speaking to you, Kynlee exclaims, "Not necessarily!"
You pout at Kynlee.
Talryssa laughs at Wyrom!
Wyrom says, "I mean..."
Wyrom says, "You'll know."
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa says, "Just so you're aware, my backpack is the best container to drop it in."
Talryssa nods sagely.
Kynlee says, "I see lots of things behind the curtain! I saw the real Wizard once, too."
Kynlee nods slowly.
Wyrom says, "I heard about that."
Wyrom nods at Talryssa.
Speaking to Talryssa, Laethia says, "'Unless it's a Mandis crystal."
Speaking to Kynlee, you exclaim, "Cheatery!"
Speaking to Talryssa, you exclaim, "I'll drop 50 oblivion quartzes in your backpack! woohoo!"
Kynlee snickers.
With sudden fury, your mark breaks away from its current resting place and hurtles towards your left leg. Your pulse hastens. Lightheadedness threatens to consume your consciousness as blood races away from your other extremeties and pools around the ophidian mark.
Speaking softly to Laethia, Talryssa says, "Whoa, if that's still around, I hear you want to put it ... uh... I dunno, somewhere else."
Closing your eyes and concentrating, you flex your leg, forcing blood into the area immediately surrounding your leaf-shaped mark. A sudden light-headedness skews your thoughts and bearings as the mark draws blood from your body. The pain and swelling about your mark subsides.
Laethia chuckles.
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa exclaims, "Okay!"
You gaze up into the heavens.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa asks, "Murdering Burdering will buy them out of the backpack, right?"
You look at Talryssa and shake your head.
Talryssa softly says, "Oh... well...."
Talryssa sticks out her tongue and lets loose with a loud, "Thbtbtbtbt" from her lips!
You grin impishly.
Wyrom says, "And remember, you do get to access Prime AND Shattered too. If you think it's going great in Prime, check it out. But I think we give out a lot of stuff. And the monthly raffle this month will be for prep phrases."
Eronderl asks, "Alright so I have until 8:30 to reopen my second account?"
Picolo's spirits are no longer lifted.
Talryssa gasps.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "No!"
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa exclaims, "Blasphemy!"
Wyrom says, "I'll get those out in a bit and have them draw on Wednesday night."
Talryssa softly says, "Plus, there are too many creepozoids over there."
Speaking to Wyrom, Kodahler asks, "So, for asking you questions you can't answer, any chance we'll ever be able to be in shattered and plat at the same time?"
Fjalar asks, "Both of them?"
Eronderl says, "I miss always haveing someone to interract with most in prime."
Eronderl says, "But I'd rather just fix that in plat."
Speaking softly to Eronderl, Talryssa says, "Problem is, that someone is usually trying to get you into a latched room in the inn."
Speaking to Wyrom, Vorks asks, "Any timing on advanced warning for events so we can plan time off? Sounds like Talador in March. EG? Any other times we should be marking?"
Talryssa mutters under her breath.
Anatae says, "I need to know when EG is."
Anatae folds her arms over her chest.
Fjalar's acorn amulet flickers various shades of brown.
The cord-strung acorn hanging from Talryssa's neck glows vivid emerald.
Speaking to Fjalar, Wyrom says, "I'll make it so you guys can stay logged in and not be there to get them. Anything that has to go through QC doesn't need to be delivered that day."
Anatae says, "I've missed alot of digging and I plan to make up for it."
Speaking to Talryssa, Eronderl says, "You like being in that latched room with me hush."
Fjalar raises an eyebrow in Wyrom's direction.
Kynlee begins chuckling at Anatae!
Talryssa sticks her tongue out at Eronderl, and lets out with a loud, "Thbtbtbtbt" from her lips!
Wyrom says, "Mark your calendars for something in April."
Fjalar asks, "Umm...my question was are both monthly raffles for spell preps?"
Speaking to Fjalar, Wyrom says, "Oh, yes, yes they are."
Wyrom chuckles.
Fjalar says, "Cause...warrior."
Speaking to Wyrom, Mithogras asks, "No foolin'?"
Anatae grins at Fjalar.
Fjalar wiggles his fingers.
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa says, "Can I ask when in April? And how long? I have to ask for time off way in advance."
Speaking to Kodahler, Wyrom exclaims, "I wish I could answer that!"
Anatae exclaims, "Learn just one!"
Anatae pokes Fjalar in the ribs.
Kodahler says, "Worth a shot."
Fjalar says, "I could learn two right now."
Eronderl says, "Look on the bright side Richard. I'm going to try real hard to knock myself out of the running for monthly raffles after this month."
Krystic asks, "What's this month?"
Speaking to Talryssa, Wyrom exclaims, "I can't give dates yet, but it will be known in March!"
Fjalar says, "Spell preps."
Keios agrees with Wyrom.
Fjalar says, "Two of them."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Okay!"
Speaking to Wyrom, Anatae says, "Seriously though, when's EG."
Krystic says, "Oh."
Krystic nods.
Anatae taps her foot impatiently.
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar says, "Arbor day."
Laethia says, "Usually about the end of October."
Laethia chuckles.
Krystic says, "Probably don't have the date nailed yet."
Wyrom says, "Eg will be in October for sure."
Anatae says, "Plat is sometimes first so it's hard to pin down when to ask off."
Vorks nods at Wyrom.
Talryssa softly says, "EG, for us at least, is the last two weeks (?) of October."
Wyrom says, "Last two weeks."
Wyrom says, "I will likely keep EG to October for now on. It's hard when it leaks into November."
Laethia says, "Even zombies need down-time."
Wyrom says, "And Superstorms need to stop."
Talryssa presses her fingers to her wrist-cuff. A warm flush suffuses Talryssa's features.
Kodahler says, "Nobody likes a leaky holiday."
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar says, "They're trying something different this year and going with a Mother's Day theme for EG and getting away from the Halloween connection."
Anatae shifts her eyes to Fjalar.
Kynlee starts chortling.
* Dahim just bit the dust!
Speaking to Fjalar, Anatae says, "Digging up our mother's graves would just be."
Anatae closes her eyes for a moment.
Speaking to Fjalar, you say, "I thought it was for Labor day, with all the labor and digging and stuff."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Talryssa softly says, "Oh yah, just wanted to give a heart-felt thanks to Keios for the epic amulet changes. Including putting it on spell active."
Anatae agrees with Talryssa.
Nishima [General]: "Splat!"
Keios bows to Talryssa.
Mithogras turns to Keios and cheers!
Keios says, "You are all quite welcome."
Laethia exclaims, "I can actually hear people thinking at me now!"
Anatae [General]: "Are you getting him, Nish?"
Laethia beams happily at Keios!
Keios chuckles.
Talryssa giggles at Laethia.
Talryssa adopts an agreeable expression.
Nishima [General]: "Um..."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "And I dont' have blisters on my thumb from wearing out the amulet!"
(Laethia adds tkaro root to her shopping list.)
Nishima [General]: "If it is good flavor!"
Anatae [General]: "I heard he has a turnip you can it."
Speaking to Laethia, Keios says, "Which will show up in spell active now."
Anatae [General]: "Eat."
Keios winks at Laethia.
Laethia asks, "Will it?"
Keios nods at Laethia.
Nishima [General]: "Okay!"
Laethia says, "I need to try that."
Wyrom says, "Last thing I'd like to announce before darts. If you think you got what it takes to help out in Platinum. Putting in your application doesn't hurt. I'm a pretty good SGM to work with."
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "Except you EAT BRAINS."
Kodahler mutters under his breath.
Vaein snickers.
Speaking to Laethia, Fjalar says, "One hour duration for crystal amulet rubs now."
Kynlee exclaims, "And he's modest, too!"
Laethia nods at Fjalar.
Kynlee appears to be trying hard not to grin.
You snort derisively at Kynlee!
Keios nods at Fjalar.
Laethia says, "I don't have to remember it as often."
Wyrom says, "Yes, I won't go on and tell you how awesome I am all the time."
Fjalar screams at Wyrom!
Kynlee snickers.
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Speaking to Wyrom, Hivala says, "Lies."
Kodahler asks, "So what do we do to make ourselves look better in the application? Secret code words? Coupons? Bribes?"
Fjalar says, "Honestly, that is one of the things I think has killed plat more than anything else."
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa says, "I've... honestly considered it. My biggest concern is my ignorance. I don't get coding, at all."
Fjalar says, "WAY too many plat players got taken to the GM side."
The very powerful look leaves Mithogras.
The white light leaves Mithogras.
The deep blue glow leaves Mithogras.
Wyrom says, "Yeah, it's the problem with GMs in general. We pull from the player base."
Fjalar says, "I think it's part of a larger plan to eventually shutter plat by just slowly assimilating all of us to staff."
Laethia says, "That proves they're awesome. Or whales for work, one or the other."
You reach out and run your fingers across the torc, and a golden incandescence surrounds the object briefly...
The distant thoughts in your mind feel stronger.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
The powerful look leaves Mithogras.
The light blue glow leaves Mithogras.
Speaking to Fjalar, Kodahler says, "I'll always be here."
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "Invent cloning."
Wyrom says, "If you're interested in Platinum, mark it down in one of those text fields."
Anatae furrows her brow.
Keios evenly says, "Platinum will be assimilated."
Keios nods at Fjalar.
Fjalar asks, "Text fields? Not graphics?"
Wyrom says, "I don't know when a hire would happen or anything like that. It gets asked a lot, so I just wanted to answer it."
Wyrom begins chuckling at Fjalar!
The deep blue glow leaves Ephelysse.
Wyrom asks, "Okay then, I think we did good today?"
Vaein adopts an agreeable expression.
Wyrom asks, "Any pending troubles?"
Anatae ponders.
You say, "Except for you only killing Eronderl."
Fjalar says, "I think the 'search for clues' needs more tweaking."
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "You really should've killed off at least 80% of us."
Laethia says, "I can't rememember which locker I left my darts in."
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking softly to Wyrom, Talryssa asks, "I don't have much in the my bank accounts. Fill that up for me?"
Anatae says, "More locker space."
Speaking to you, Kodahler asks, "I twisted my ankle. That counts right?"
Anatae coughs.
The hazel corona surrounding Fjalar's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.
You giggle at Kodahler.
Speaking to Kodahler, you exclaim, "Are you still alive?!"
Speaking to Wyrom, Vorks exclaims, "I think we did well. Thanks for this!"
Fjalar says, "GS is tens of thousands of rooms...something to narrow searches down is always helpful."
Anatae says, "Oooh, and an easy way to give things to alts."
What were you referring to?
Kodahler says, "I dunno. It really hurts."
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "I'm pretty sure we hit the 80% with the opening of ShadowGuard."
Speaking to Kodahler, you exclaim, "Pain means you're still alive! So it doesn't count!"
You grin at Mazreth.
Speaking to Mazreth, you exclaim, "I missed that!"
You whine at Mazreth.
Speaking to Anatae, Fjalar says, "Just give them to me, if I don't like them, I'll pass them along to your alts."
Vaein says, "It was fun stuff."
Vaein nods to you.
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "Yes, yes you did."
Anatae frowns at Fjalar.
Speaking hopefully to Mazreth, you ask, "Do it again?"
Kynlee exclaims, "It was awesome!"
Kynlee raises her fist defiantly.
Speaking to Fjalar, Anatae says, "Of course you would like that stuff."
Anatae folds her arms over her chest.
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "I still have to wrap the storyline up. So there will be more death and destruction there."
You turn to Mazreth and cheer!
Vaein adopts an agreeable expression.
Speaking to Mazreth, Mithogras asks, "Kaboom?"
Mazreth says, "Which reminds me."
Mazreth exclaims, "Buy DEEDS!"
Speaking primly to Mazreth, you say, "I need 2 months pre-notice with a google-invite."
Kodahler asks, "Does Kenstrom know you are stealing his line?"
Speaking softly to Mazreth, Talryssa says, "What she means to say is, she won't be attending."
A dummy zombie exclaims, "Beep, bop, boop!"
Talryssa grins impishly.
Talryssa blinks at a dummy zombie.
Speaking to you, Mazreth says, "Oh I'm sorry, my google has you marked to spam."
Eronderl says, "Cait stop trying to get your husband a bonus by pushing google."
Talryssa laughs!
A dummy zombie gestures into the air.
A wave of emerald ethereal ripples moves outward from a dummy zombie.
Picolo is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 30 points of damage!
Acid dissolves the knee ligaments. Picolo's tibia passes his femur in a very unpleasant manner!
He is stunned!
Sot is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 50 points of damage!
Acid causing a gaping hole in the back can't be healthy!
He is stunned!
Laethia is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 25 points of damage!
Strike dissolves the tendons in the ankle, effectively severing foot!
She is stunned!
Talryssa is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 30 points of damage!
Acid dissolves the knee ligaments. Talryssa's tibia passes her femur in a very unpleasant manner!
She is stunned!
Eronderl is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 35 points of damage!
Eronderl screams! Eronderl's right leg is reduced to a puddle of bubbling slime!
He is stunned!
Mithogras is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 5 points of damage!
Splash to chest runs off before it does worse than blister the skin.
Ezic is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 30 points of damage!
Acid opens midsection. Loose organs cause Ezic to watch his step!
He is stunned!
Fjalar is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 10 points of damage!
Acid splash near the eye causes blisters that almost swell it shut!
He is stunned!
You are buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground. You are pinned in place, unable to move.
Roundtime 20 Sec.
... 30 points of damage!
Acid dissolves the knee ligaments. Your tibia passes your femur in a very unpleasant manner!
You are stunned for 6 rounds!
Kodahler is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves.
... 35 points of damage!
Kodahler screams! Kodahler's left leg is reduced to a puddle of bubbling slime!
He is stunned!
Anatae is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 15 points of damage!
Acid raises angry red welts on the arm!
She is stunned!
Ephelysse is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 20 points of damage!
Acid spray dissolves flesh exposing the muscles over the ribs!
She is stunned!
Vorks is buffeted by the emerald ethereal waves, and knocked to the ground.
... 50 points of damage!
Acid hole in the ribs makes it hard to breathe. Better get that checked!
He is stunned!
Vaein ponders.
You manage to make a faint wheezing sound.
Kynlee starts chortling.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, a stunned Picolo who is lying down, a stunned Sot who is lying down, a stunned Laethia who is lying down, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, a stunned Talryssa who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Eronderl who is lying down, Mithogras who is lying down, a stunned Lord Ezic who is lying down, Fjalar who is lying down, a stunned Kodahler who is lying down, Anatae who is lying down, a stunned Seeress Ephelysse who is lying down, a stunned Vorks who is lying down, Vaein, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Vaein laughs!
Kynlee says, "Nice."
Anatae stands up.
Anatae frowns.
Hivala applauds.
Ephelysse stands up.
Anatae pulls on Ephelysse, trying to get her closer.
The barrier of force around Talryssa dissipates.
Sot blinks dazedly as his leg muscles twitch.
Translucent streams of mana cascade across your sight as you let loose with a rallying cry!
You break free from your senseless daze!
A sense of invigoration courses through your legs as you rise smoothly to your feet!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Fjalar stands up.
Wyrom bows mockingly, his every move a grotesque exaggeration.
Ephelysse frowns.
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Krystic, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Picolo, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Sot, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Laethia, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Mazreth, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Zoelle, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Kynlee, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Talryssa, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Eronderl, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Mithogras, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Ezic, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Fjalar, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds you, washing away any injuries in a wave of soothing warmth.
Silvery light surrounds Kodahler, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Anatae, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Ephelysse, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Vorks, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Vaein, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Wyrom, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Keios, washing away any injuries.
Silvery light surrounds Hivala, washing away any injuries.
You dust yourself off.
As Anatae's lips move silently, the shadows around her contort and a hint of nightshade drifts through the air.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, Picolo, Sot, Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Talryssa, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Anatae, Seeress Ephelysse, Vorks, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Laethia smiles.
Talryssa blinks.
Laethia says, "Thank you."
.... Hmmph!
Eronderl asks, "Is that our queue to leave?"
Talryssa softly says, "Whoa."
Anatae sets about preparing herself to be as presentable as possible.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Fancy!"
Kodahler exclaims, "Nobody even died!"
Kodahler scoffs.
Mithogras whistles tunelessly to himself.
Vorks grunts out a series curses while tugging furiously at his beard in frustration.
You agree with Kodahler.
Kodahler says, "They just make us tough in Plat."
Speaking to Wyrom, Fjalar asks, "And since you have Teras and Zul, can we see more dwarf stuff done please?"
Kodahler struts about.
Laethia says, "Some people just open the door when their guests have delighted them long enough."
Wyrom nods at Fjalar.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "DwarfS!"
Eronderl says, "I'll second that Wyrom."
Fjalar says, "And not dwarf pirates."
Vorks turns to Wyrom and cheers!
Anatae snickers.
Wyrom says, "Oh."
Vorks gruffly says, "Dorf 4 lyfe."
Kynlee exclaims, "Free shaves for all dwarves!"
Krystic yawns.
Kynlee lets out a cheer!
Wyrom frowns.
Speaking to Wyrom, Mithogras says, "Should have done that just like you did expect skipped the healing on Eronderl."
Kodahler says, "Everybody knows halflings are better pirates."
Eronderl says, "Events tend to be very elf."
Speaking to Wyrom, you say, "I'll only agree if you get Grumblia wed off, she's stealing all my menfolk."
You whistle a complicated ditty, remembering your apprenticeship fondly.
Speaking to Eronderl, Mazreth exclaims, "Elves rule!"
Anatae starts chuckling at you!
Talryssa snickers at you!
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa exclaims, "It's easy for her when you're not around!"
You grin at Talryssa.
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar says, "Except when they're getting killed off left and right."
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar asks, "When the last time you heard about a dwarf rule getting murdered?"
Speaking to Fjalar, Mazreth says, "Well yeah, but so is everyone else."
Mazreth chuckles.
Speaking to Mazreth, Eronderl says, "I'm still mad at you."
Speaking softly to Fjalar, Talryssa says, "Well, it's usually called a bar brawl, but yeah."
Speaking to Eronderl, Mazreth asks, "For what?"
Keios glances at Wyrom.
Ezic becomes solid again.
Wyrom exclaims, "Okay, go have fun at darts if you guys like to throw pointy objects!"
Speaking to Mazreth, Eronderl says, "Stop GM moding your NPCs."
Speaking to Eronderl, Mazreth says, "In that case. I'll admit, it was me."
Mazreth snickers.
Speaking to Mazreth, Eronderl says, "I was going to assassinate your new king but I couldn't."
Mazreth scoffs at Eronderl.
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Speaking to Mazreth, you exclaim, "Lightning!"
Speaking to Mazreth, you exclaim, "Moulis!"
You see Great Lord Eronderl the Master Forger.
He appears to be an Erithian.
He is tall and appears to be very young. He has gold-flecked icy blue eyes and pale golden skin. He has shoulder length, flowing platinum hair streaked with gold. He has a clean-shaven face, a classical nose and broad shoulders. Singed and scorched markings darken the ends of his pale hair.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a long black leather cloak, a heavy backpack, a blue feather-shaped charm, a sturdy crimson leather haversack, a rose-veined white gold ring, a rune circlet, a brilliant fire agate elothrai on a simple eahnor chain, a leather crafter's apron, a faenor leaf-inlaid white oak scabbard, an enruned kelyn bracer, an eonake-bound gold anvil symbol, some pale blue leather forging gloves set with a frost-opal over each knuckle, a plain scarlet broadcloth isiqiri, some blackened veniom cufflinks, some scorched leather forging nanjir, some sturdy white leather yatane with thick ironwood soles, and a perfect maoral-handled kelyn forging-hammer.
Anatae groans.
Speaking to Eronderl, Mazreth exclaims, "No killing the new king!"
Speaking to Mazreth, you exclaim, "Give him pointy ears!"
Anatae says, "Moulis."
Anatae shudders.
Speaking to Mazreth, Fjalar says, "Magru invasion."
Fjalar says, "Pro tip."
Wyrom gestures at Eronderl, causing the flesh across his chest to tear open.
Speaking to you, Zoelle asks, "Undead moulis?"
Vorks gruffly exclaims, "Thanks GMs!"
You turn to Zoelle and cheer!
Vorks just went through a shaft of light.
Eronderl bursts into tears!
Anatae waves.
You examine Eronderl closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Speaking softly to Mazreth, Talryssa says, "Or... OR... oh wait, yeah ORRR! You could have one of the elven towns talk to the other elven towns and have them ALL hunt down Brinret."
Anatae says, "Good to chat with folks."
Laethia waves to Anatae.
Anatae just went through a shaft of light.
Eronderl's face takes on a pinched expression.
You turn to Talryssa and cheer!
Eronderl says, "This is going to hurt."
Speaking to Talryssa, you say, "Excellent idea."
Eronderl lies down.
You glance at Eronderl.
Mazreth says, "Hmmm could be the first step in the reunification of the empire."
You pull Eronderl to his feet.
You dust Eronderl off.
Mazreth grins at Talryssa.
Eronderl lies down.
Speaking to Eronderl, you exclaim, "Fall down like a man!"
You gaze up into the heavens.
Mithogras glances around, looking a bit less confident.
Eronderl frowns.
Speaking softly to Mazreth, Talryssa exclaims, "Yes! A common enemy is great a uniting people!"
Speaking to Wyrom, you exclaim, "Oo oo, make 20 onyx scarabs also jump into him!"
Eronderl says, "Give the baby time to hatch."
Speaking softly to Eronderl, Talryssa says, "Yeah, fall down like a man."
Vaein snickers.
Talryssa appears to focus inward as she raises a hand and murmurs quietly...
Talryssa gestures at Eronderl.
A translucent force moves outward from Talryssa and toward Eronderl.
Eronderl is buffeted by the force.
The bright luminescence fades from around Mithogras.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Like a man I said!"
Talryssa appears to focus inward as she raises a hand and murmurs quietly...
Talryssa gestures at Eronderl.
A translucent force moves outward from Talryssa and toward Eronderl.
Eronderl is buffeted by the force.
Eronderl goes into a sudden coughing fit spraying dark blood-colored spittle everywhere.
Talryssa sticks her tongue out at Eronderl, and lets out with a loud, "Thbtbtbtbt" from her lips!
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Mithogras.
Talryssa softly says, "Eww."
You dust yourself off.
Mazreth adopts an agreeable expression.
Mazreth says, "Eww."
Kodahler says, "Also. Eww."
Eronderl says, "All I know is we need to see Aramier."
Speaking to Eronderl, Zoelle says, "Not on my Gucci."
Talryssa grins at Zoelle.
Mazreth grins.
Kynlee begins chuckling at Zoelle!
Eronderl rolls around the ground obviously in extreme pain. As you watch, his body rips open and several moulis scrapings burrow out and drop to the ground!
* Eronderl drops dead at your feet!
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Eronderl.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Eronderl suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Eronderl.
Eronderl appears somehow different.
Eronderl seems a bit less imposing.
Eronderl no longer bristles with energy.
The layer of stone surrounding Eronderl crumbles away.
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Eronderl.
A luminescent aura fades from around Eronderl.
The bright luminescence fades from around Eronderl.
* Eronderl just bit the dust!
Mazreth says, "That has been the largest single request in prime too."
Keios says, "Oh, if there is interest, I will likely be raffling off one or two of the new scroll codices next weekend."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Moulis!"
Fjalar asks, "Not Soulingen?"
You let out a cheer!
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see a moulis scraping, a moulis scraping, a moulis scraping, a moulis scraping, the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, Picolo, Sot, Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Talryssa, the body of Great Lord Eronderl who is lying down, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Seeress Ephelysse, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Wyrom says, "Oh this won't go well..."
A moulis scraping rolls into a ball and flings itself at you!
By amazing chance, you evade the attack!
A moulis scraping rolls into a ball and flings itself at Ezic!
AS: +182 vs DS: +192 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +30 = +49
A clean miss.
A moulis scraping rolls into a ball and flings itself at Krystic!
Krystic moves at the last moment to evade the attack!
Mazreth says, "Aramier."
You are now targeting a moulis scraping.
Hivala says, "Awww Moulis babies."
Talryssa softly exclaims, "And... um... I'm getting out! Toodles!"
Fjalar removes a gleaming veil iron war hammer from in his faewood case.
Sot slings a jet black vultite shield off from over his shoulder.
Nishima [General]: "Blap."
Fjalar looks determined and focused.
In a breathtaking display of agility and combat mastery, Fjalar whirls in a fury of unrelenting strikes and ripostes!
Fjalar swings a gleaming veil iron war hammer at a moulis scraping!
A hit!
Fjalar swings a gleaming veil iron war hammer at a moulis scraping!
A hit!
Shot to neck sends the moulis scraping into shock which leads very quickly to death.
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.
Fjalar swings a gleaming veil iron war hammer at a moulis scraping!
A hit!
Blow to stomach rearranges some organs!
The moulis scraping collapses to the ground and with a last ripple dies.
Wyrom throws his arms wide, and a halo of silvery light spills away from his body!
Silvery light surrounds Eronderl, washing away any injuries.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "He closed it!"
Talryssa bursts into tears!
Speaking to Keios, Ezic says, "There is interest."
You feel the magic of your spell rush away from you.
Talryssa softly exclaims, "Noooo!"
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see a moulis scraping that appears dead, a moulis scraping that appears dead, a moulis scraping that appears dead, a moulis scraping that appears dead, the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, Picolo, Sot, Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Talryssa, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Seeress Ephelysse, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
Fjalar searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
Fjalar searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
Fjalar searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
Fjalar searches a moulis scraping.
A moulis scraping shrivels up into a small ball and disappears.
Talryssa laughs!
Fjalar put a gleaming veil iron war hammer in his faewood case.
Eronderl groans.
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Laethia exclaims, "You didn't heal the baby carrot mages!"
You grin at Laethia.
Eronderl says, "I hate moulis."
Vaein says, "Thanks for the workshop today. It's been a good chat."
You dust Eronderl off.
Keios clears her throat.
Fjalar says, "There is a lot of interest in those codices."
Keios nods at Fjalar.
Kodahler says, "Yes, thanks for the chat."
Picolo adopts an agreeable expression.
Keios says, "I'll see that a few are available next weekend, then."
Fjalar shows Keios his oilcloth cloak.
Talryssa softly says, "We should do this more often."
Keios begins chuckling at Fjalar!
You feel at full magical power again.
Keios nods at Fjalar.
Picolo asks, "What are the codices?"
Talryssa softly says, "Have a chat, maybe some tea and moulis."
Eronderl says, "Yeah those are amazing Keios."
Keios bows to Eronderl.
Eronderl says, "My only complaint is you couldn't get them released off the shelf."
Wyrom says, "Every time I see that word I think of some sort of fish bodice."
You turn to give Talryssa a quick smooch, and she surprises you with a warm buss on the lips!
Laethia chuckles.
Talryssa leans over and licks your cheek sloppily!
Ephelysse's eye-shaped ruby periapt gleams momentarily with a weak red inner light.
Fjalar says, "Scroll combiners in essence."
Speaking to Eronderl, Keios says, "I was originally intending for them to be off the shelf."
Krystic says, "I think of Hubris and his codpiece's."
You are already standing.
You hug Talryssa, stirring the scent of the sea, salty yet subtle from her skin, who wraps you in a warm embrace.
You glance at Talryssa and make a little purring sound.
Eronderl asks, "Couldn't get the approval?"
Laethia says, "There must be therapy available for that."
Speaking softly to Eronderl, Talryssa says, "She got the big "DENIED" stamp."
Picolo says, "Oh."
Picolo nods.
Wyrom exclaims, "Codpiece bodice?!"
Wyrom glances at Krystic.
Krystic groans.
Fjalar says, "Can put between 10 and 20 scrolls in a codex, depending on level of unlock."
Speaking to Krystic, Keios says, "Yes. I didn't notice that until after I got them QC'd."
Keios stares off into space.
Keios nods at Eronderl.
Mazreth says, "Codpiece shop for EG?"
Mazreth ponders.
Krystic nods at Mazreth.
Speaking to Eronderl, Keios says, "They do considerably more than what would be allowed off the shelf."
Krystic says, "A great idea."
Mithogras begins chuckling at Mazreth!
Krystic says, "A silver sink if there's ever been one."
Eronderl says, "Still amazing items and I hope to get ahold of one."
Talryssa softly says, "Fish Necks!" you could name the shop that."
Talryssa nods enthusiastically!
Laethia says, "The piece of cod that passeth all understanding."
Speaking to Krystic, Fjalar says, "My EZ script ideas for a loincloth got denied."
Krystic says, "Oh boy, I can only imagine."
Talryssa shudders.
Keios stares off into space.
[Wyromhole, Hyperspace] Everything here is distorted and deformed, as gravity pulls in every direction. A shaft of light pulsates within the center of the Wyromhole, which gives of a radiant green glow. Vast darkness stretches across the area, but off in the distance is the the Great Triton Nebula. You also see the Krystic disk and the Talryssa disk. Also here: Krystic, Picolo, Sot, Laethia, GameMaster Mazreth, GameMaster Zoelle, GameMaster Kynlee, Talryssa, Great Lord Eronderl, Mithogras, Lord Ezic, Fjalar, Kodahler, Seeress Ephelysse, Vaein, GameMaster Wyrom, GameMaster Keios, GameMaster Hivala
Obvious paths: none
You say, "Okay."
Speaking to Fjalar, Eronderl says, "And we're all thankful for that."
You exclaim, "Well if we're all doooone here!"
Eronderl shudders.
You say, "I'm going to go get some LUNCH."
You say, "Because I'm STARVING."
There is a faint beating from the troll heart inside the necklace worn by Sot.
Speaking to Krystic, Fjalar says, "You can't adjust yourself in an EZscript apparently."
Speaking softly to you, Talryssa exclaims, "FIx me some!"
You mutter something about chitchat.
Talryssa softly says, "I'm hungry too."
Krystic laughs!
Krystic says, "Thank the gods for that."
You skip around in a happy little circle.
Eronderl says, "Alright time to finish these enchants."
Speaking to Eronderl, you say, "Don't have babies again so soon."
Eronderl asks, "Wait what time is darts?"
Talryssa softly says, "Well, I was until Fjalar started talking about adjusting himself."
Speaking to Eronderl, you say, "They looked too much like you."
Speaking to Eronderl, you say, "They're right now."
Speaking to Eronderl, Mithogras says, "Now."
Laethia says, "Five minutes ago."
Laethia chuckles.
Krystic says, "10 minutes ago."
Speaking to himself, Fjalar says, "Wasn't for me."
Eronderl asks, "Aimed or unaimed?"
Mithogras says, "Unaimed."
Eronderl joins Mithogras's group.
Laethia says, "Except the ants... they're allowed to aim."
Speaking to Talryssa, Fjalar says, "It was for an alt."
Fjalar taps some tailored charcoal twill trousers that he is wearing.
Speaking to Wyrom, Mithogras says, "Thanks much for doing this."
Kodahler just went through a shaft of light.
Talryssa grins.
Wyrom and Mithogras shake hands.
Eronderl says, "Someone has to lend me some darts then."
The silvery luminescence fades from around Mithogras.
Laethia nods at Wyrom.
Laethia says, "Yes, thank you."