PK logs: Interesting Development
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Interesting Development | Praxidikae | 2008-03-05 08:30 pm | 935 |
Forceful winds whip about, pulled through the pinpoint of darkness in the center of the area.
Rayeneth struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Rayeneth, exhausted, is pulled through the pinpoint of darkness, and is compressed into the vacuum of the void.
Your blood freezes as you hear Rayeneth's death cry.
[CLAN] Rayeneth has been slain!
Rayeneth's disembodied soul rises from his ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Rayeneth.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
There is a bright flash of blue light, and Rayeneth vanishes to the Ethereal Plane.
Rayeneth blinks rapidly, several times.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth's feet rise a few inches off the ground.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth turns translucent.
You struggle against the wind, trying to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Xane struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
[*]<854hp 76sp 157st> {+0hp +0sp -254st}
relay |R| rofl
[2] people heard you relay 'rofl'
[*]<854hp 76sp 157st>
You turn white with fear at the sight of Xane!
An unreasonable, uncontrollable fear grips you!
You panic, and attempt to flee.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st> {+13hp +19sp -7st}
[ALLIED 30] The shade of Rayeneth: 'Exhausted, you cannot resist the pull of the vacuum and the force of the winds any longer, and are compressed through the pinpoint of darkness into the void. You die, in incredible agony.'
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st> say hahahahahahahahahaha
You say, 'Hahahahahahahahahaha'
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
'Wtf' Xane says.
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
'Hahhaha' Xane says.
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
AUCTION: Drobo has put a shirt of ears up for auction. Minimum bid is 4,500 gp.
You feel the unusual lethargy leaving your muscles.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st> {+12hp +19sp +138st}
A rift appears in time and space, glowing brilliantly!
something steps through the rift, which closes quietly afterwards.
Something enters into combat with Xane.
Xane dodges out of the way of something's first attack.
An ice-covered broadsword surrounds Xane with ice!
Xane is cut on the arm with something's slash causing mild damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about Xane!
Something is burned on the torso with Xane's flames causing no obvious damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane fails to hit something with his first attack.
Something dodges out of the way of Xane's second attack.
Something dodges out of the way of Xane's third attack.
Xane's a twisted holly wood wand bursts into flame!
Something is harmed on the torso with Xane's energy causing superficial damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about something!
Xane is burned on the torso with something's flames causing trivial damage.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane begins casting a spell...
Something begins muttering an incantation...
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane has completed his casting.
Something has completed her casting.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane begins to play a tune on SChECTeR C-1 ClAsSiC ElEcTRiC GuItAR...
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
A hand punches through the ground and pulls some entrails back into the depths.
Forceful winds whip about, pulled through the pinpoint of darkness in the center of the area.
The incarnation of death resists the wind and remains standing!
You struggle against the wind, trying to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Xane struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
The incarnation of death begins muttering an incantation and making arcane gestures...
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> {+0hp +0sp -127st}
'You otherworlders are all alike.' something says.
An ice-covered broadsword surrounds Xane with ice!
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about Xane!
Something is burned on the torso with Xane's flames causing unnoticeable damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
Xane has completed his song.
A calming wave of energy washes over you.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
The incarnation of death has completed his casting.
A blue-violet aura of negating magic briefly blankets the area!
The pinpoint of vacuum disappears with a loud BANG, and the winds die down.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> fo fo x
You ask Xane if you can join his formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
You join Xane's formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
Xane restructures his formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> look
A Little Piece of Beltane NW - -
(-------------------------------------------------) W <---(M)---> #
WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room. - S SE
Trees and other flora taken from the forest of Beltane suffocate the
space in this part of the conservatory. To the well-travelled, one might
expect a skeletal hydra or hell puppy to burst forth from the fronds on the
attack. A bird makes its cry, sounding hollow in the enclosed building, but
all else is silent. Hidden behind a particularly nasty looking plant, is a
small building built into the trunk of a massive Beltane Oak, The branches
obscuring much, there seems to be some lights coming distantly from above.
Some drops of blood are on the ground.
*A tall figure cowled in flowing black robes and wielding a scythe is standing here.
[Clan 30] ***Xane is here.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
'Rofl' Xane says.
Something enters into combat with Xane.
'Frail, weak Archon...' something says. 'You are unworthy of such stature. Allow me to lower your point of view.'
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
AUCTION: A shirt of ears: going once (no bid received yet).
Something begins muttering an incantation...
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane dodges out of the way of something's second attack.
Xane fails to hit something with his first attack.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about something!
Xane is burned on the torso with something's flames causing superficial damage.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
[*]<891hp 133sp 298st> {+12hp +19sp +137st}
say haha
'Haha' you say.
Rayeneth struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Rayeneth, exhausted, is pulled through the pinpoint of darkness, and is compressed into the vacuum of the void.
Your blood freezes as you hear Rayeneth's death cry.
[CLAN] Rayeneth has been slain!
Rayeneth's disembodied soul rises from his ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Rayeneth.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
There is a bright flash of blue light, and Rayeneth vanishes to the Ethereal Plane.
Rayeneth blinks rapidly, several times.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth's feet rise a few inches off the ground.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes his head.
Rayeneth turns translucent.
You struggle against the wind, trying to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Xane struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
[*]<854hp 76sp 157st> {+0hp +0sp -254st}
relay |R| rofl
[2] people heard you relay 'rofl'
[*]<854hp 76sp 157st>
You turn white with fear at the sight of Xane!
An unreasonable, uncontrollable fear grips you!
You panic, and attempt to flee.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
You struggle mightily against the gale-force winds whipping towards the vacuum, trying to get away.
Exhausted from fighting the winds, your attempt to leave the area is in vain.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st> {+13hp +19sp -7st}
[ALLIED 30] The shade of Rayeneth: 'Exhausted, you cannot resist the pull of the vacuum and the force of the winds any longer, and are compressed through the pinpoint of darkness into the void. You die, in incredible agony.'
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st> say hahahahahahahahahaha
You say, 'Hahahahahahahahahaha'
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
'Wtf' Xane says.
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
'Hahhaha' Xane says.
[*]<867hp 95sp 150st>
AUCTION: Drobo has put a shirt of ears up for auction. Minimum bid is 4,500 gp.
You feel the unusual lethargy leaving your muscles.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st> {+12hp +19sp +138st}
A rift appears in time and space, glowing brilliantly!
something steps through the rift, which closes quietly afterwards.
Something enters into combat with Xane.
Xane dodges out of the way of something's first attack.
An ice-covered broadsword surrounds Xane with ice!
Xane is cut on the arm with something's slash causing mild damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about Xane!
Something is burned on the torso with Xane's flames causing no obvious damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane fails to hit something with his first attack.
Something dodges out of the way of Xane's second attack.
Something dodges out of the way of Xane's third attack.
Xane's a twisted holly wood wand bursts into flame!
Something is harmed on the torso with Xane's energy causing superficial damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about something!
Xane is burned on the torso with something's flames causing trivial damage.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane begins casting a spell...
Something begins muttering an incantation...
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane has completed his casting.
Something has completed her casting.
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
Xane begins to play a tune on SChECTeR C-1 ClAsSiC ElEcTRiC GuItAR...
[*]<879hp 114sp 288st>
A hand punches through the ground and pulls some entrails back into the depths.
Forceful winds whip about, pulled through the pinpoint of darkness in the center of the area.
The incarnation of death resists the wind and remains standing!
You struggle against the wind, trying to stay away from the ominous darkness.
Xane struggles against the wind, attempting to stay away from the ominous darkness.
The incarnation of death begins muttering an incantation and making arcane gestures...
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> {+0hp +0sp -127st}
'You otherworlders are all alike.' something says.
An ice-covered broadsword surrounds Xane with ice!
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about Xane!
Something is burned on the torso with Xane's flames causing unnoticeable damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
Xane has completed his song.
A calming wave of energy washes over you.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
The incarnation of death has completed his casting.
A blue-violet aura of negating magic briefly blankets the area!
The pinpoint of vacuum disappears with a loud BANG, and the winds die down.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> fo fo x
You ask Xane if you can join his formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
You join Xane's formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
Xane restructures his formation.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st> look
A Little Piece of Beltane NW - -
(-------------------------------------------------) W <---(M)---> #
WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room. - S SE
Trees and other flora taken from the forest of Beltane suffocate the
space in this part of the conservatory. To the well-travelled, one might
expect a skeletal hydra or hell puppy to burst forth from the fronds on the
attack. A bird makes its cry, sounding hollow in the enclosed building, but
all else is silent. Hidden behind a particularly nasty looking plant, is a
small building built into the trunk of a massive Beltane Oak, The branches
obscuring much, there seems to be some lights coming distantly from above.
Some drops of blood are on the ground.
*A tall figure cowled in flowing black robes and wielding a scythe is standing here.
[Clan 30] ***Xane is here.
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
'Rofl' Xane says.
Something enters into combat with Xane.
'Frail, weak Archon...' something says. 'You are unworthy of such stature. Allow me to lower your point of view.'
[*]<879hp 114sp 161st>
AUCTION: A shirt of ears: going once (no bid received yet).
Something begins muttering an incantation...
Xane is cut on the head with something's slash causing modest damage.
Xane dodges out of the way of something's second attack.
Xane fails to hit something with his first attack.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
Energy rebounds from the flames flickering about something!
Xane is burned on the torso with something's flames causing superficial damage.
Something is harmed on the leg with Xane's energy causing insignificant damage.
[*]<891hp 133sp 298st> {+12hp +19sp +137st}
say haha
'Haha' you say.
Nobadii | surprised he can fit through something that small too. :'( |