((this is posted as Trance))I walked to the statue, something I had made long ago. I looked around then turned towards the dungeon despise, already unhappy with what I saw.I casted the lighting spell, opened the door and walked in. After navigating do…
Quote:Name:Address or Place of Dwelling:Age:How long have you been in Narrowhaven?If you are not a natural citizen of Narrowhaven, from where did you arrive?If you are not a natural citizen of Narrowhaven, why have you moved here?What brings you to th…
Pulls a book from his bag, opens it up and begins to take down his thoughts:
I sit there, unable to really grasp what has just gone on. Who was she, why did she not tell me her name. Maybe because I didn’t ask. Though that didn’t seem right, normally an introduction is met with a similar introduction. I sit there pondering. Perhaps Master Vuradin will know, I think to myself. All I could think of, was that I had to know who she was.
The next day I informed Master Vuradin of my encounter. I couldn’t recall the woman’s appearance. Only that she had dark skin, wore some sort of dress. I even recalled the color wrong. Master Vuradin informed me to be more careful, as there were those who would do us harm if they were inclined to. I took his words to heart, determined to try and gather more clues.
– Added dungeon info to the wiki
– Imbuing artifact crafting now requires 3 artifact shards
– Crafting quests no longer give quest credits
– Crafting quests no have a 24 hour cool down. (were not supposed to do all quests every 3 hours)
– Added a LOT of items to a area call “Hall of Items”.
– Changed code for WheatSheaf so it would work properly on a wheat mill
– Added Outfit Customization Deed !! Thanks Vii!
– Update EV body values for special spell change
– Currency Exchange: Convert quest points to doubloons and doubloons to quest points. At Narrowhaven Adventures Store
– Made mining, fishing, lumberjacking able to pull up monsters to stop afk gathering
– Fixed the dough crash bug
– Fixed the TalonStrik skill/item server load bug
– Added Instrument Tuner!! Thanks Talow!
– Instrument Tuner: crafted by tinkers with Musicianship (On next server restart)
– Outfit Customization Deed: Can be bought on Narrowhaven Adventures Store for 10 doubloons
– Added Hall of Items to the moongate (On next server restart)
Sasha slowly looked down to the dark inky pool in front of her. The smell of blood reeked in the room, skeletons and bones littered around, the sound of something dripping, constant in the room. “I was told to meet her here… at this gateway.” She looked over to him in surprise. “Wait, she knows we’re coming?” The brief grin on his face was undeniable as he chuckled before responding. “She knew we were coming the moment we went under. She is over three hundred years old.” With that he looked up sharply as the woman appeared seemingly out of nowhere, instantly he dropped to his knees bowing his head to the ground. She watched him in shock for a long moment before glancing to the new woman. Cold eyes stared back at Sasha, the dark form beautiful and unmoving. After soft prompting from Vuradin, Sasha slowly lowered herself to the ground as well in an attempt to imitate him.
“Your son has returned.” He says to the woman softly, the rest of the conversation switching to Drow. “Speak properly boy.” Forgive me mother. Tis I… Vuradin. “Vuradin is the name of a Drow, you are no such thing.” Sasha peeked up between them now, wisely quiet for the moment. Vuradin slowly removed the book from his side taking much care to remain kneeling low before the matron as he placed the ancient tome upon the stone floor in front of him. “Here, now you will know all.” Sasha’s soft protests were drown out as he shot her a sharp look. The matron slowly flipped the pages with her foot as she watched his life above the ground, taking specific interest in the section where the demi-god Trance changed him into a human. With that her foot lifted up as she kicked him into the wall, hitting his shoulder. Sasha looked between them in shock instantly raising to her feet and going to him worried. “Vuradin!” He instantly returned back down to his knee as the matron stepped closer to the two. “Silence!” As Vuradin raised a hand attempting to keep her back, “Sasha no.” She faltered back a step, looking between them falling silent instantly as the matron grabbed Vuradin by the collar. “You wanted to be free of us?” I…I never belonged. You knew it. From the day I was born… you knew it. “You filthy my name.” Sasha glanced to her now, worried lifting her hand slightly to the woman watching her closely. “Mother…” The matron froze in place, momentarily speechless, the same word echoing once on her lips. Vuradin swallowed looking up to his mother as well. “Sasha… Is my wife.” Yes. The matron’s hand instantly tightened on Vuradin’s neck, blocking some air supply. Sasha looked to him feeling the space between them almost painful as Vuradin chose to not resist. “You want not to be Drow, but you want her to be?” Sasha watched him pleading him to allow her to step closer. “I will take her to replace you.” I love her. “Now leave!” The matron easily tossed him down the hall as Sasha watched on in confusion obviously not understanding much of the conversation. Within a moment the matron had grabbed her and disappeared back through the gateway with her, leaving Vuradin alone in the room a single word echoing through Sasha’s head as she vanished. “No!”
Dear Vuradin,The Academy has gained a new student whom I believe would be perfect for your assistance. His name is Mauzen Zhau’nil, a Drow from another realm, who is interested in strengthening his arcana and learning Sorcery, as well as alchemy and h…
We have plans to make small changed for gather classes/skill.This is in direct response to the players that just can’t follow rules but is still cool in it’s own right(s).When gathers go out (not yet but soon) and us a pick ax a normal one. It will ha…
I was escorting a friend to the after life and having a lovely chat. We entered and soon he moved past the first stage of it. I was not allowed to follow him there, I’m not allowed to follow anyone there.I turned around and started my way back to the …
The singing emerald
As the red lady one of this days walked around the city, a really strange courier approached her with a delivery. He walked around with little jumps now and then, seeming quite scared and at the same time curious of his surroundings. When he spotted her, he quickly ran towards the lady, stopping right in front of her, perhaps too close for human standards. His clothes were all mangled and muddy, and with effort and deep rough voice, as it was rarely used, he said “A package for lady Scarlet”. Not giving her time to even reply or question him, he just threw a small dirty box to her arms, and ran away, seeming quite happy to had gotten rid of that thing. It was the first time that that boy appeared in the town and the last aswell.
…..
The first thing you would notice about the dirty box was the horrible stench of rotten fish coming from its inside. If brave enough, you would open it and get prized with a small fish head, its eyes missing and all chewed up here and there, and to add more to its fabulousness’ it was all sticky with a strange mucus. As you disgustedly peered into that fabulous gift, suddenly a green emerald bug would get out of the head through one of the eye’s holes.
Opening its wings it started singing. It was really hard to take something out from the strange song, and only someone that already had heard that type of vocabulary before would understand. Mixed with the strange words there were other background sounds. The voice was singing and at the same time not singing, it was hard to tell with the horrible pronunciation and hoarseness of it. If it was not for the hypnotizing fairy echoes that followed every sentence it pronounced, the lyric would be hardly titled a song.
“Moh os troppod. Thoy don’t lot moh go owoy!”
The voice stated in a angry tune, and the next sentence was followed by a desperate and frustrated one
“Con yoh holp moh?… No.. Of coorso yoh con’t… Moybo yoh woll not ovon coro… “
The next sentences were only strange grumbling annoyed noises, followed by the rest of the song that seemed more hopeful.
“Bot moh wonts to como bock, moybo ono doy moh woll bo oblo to,
ond whon moh doos ot, moh woll fond yoh ogoon!
Oko? Okooooo?
Of moh doos ot, con moh hovo fosh hood? Hm?
Boyboy!… Boyboy
*Burping sound* “
After the little bug repeated itself more 3 times, it shrank itself, its wings and legs fell down off its body and it transformed into a beautiful bright green emerald.
It seemed the little gremlin wasn’t able to forget easily her past.