Several strands of blackened silver were twisted together to craft this torc. Made to hug the neck tightly, it remains open-ended at the front. Both ends are meticulously crafted into skulls that stare at each other with obsidian eyes, the mouths of the skulls open in an eternal silent scream. Their bald pates are generously decorated with black diamonds that shimmer dully when the light touches them. No matter what, the torc remains icy cold to the touch.
It weighs about 5 pounds.
It bears the distinctive mark of Iniar Nullheart, Warlock.
The torc is at 100% power.
You give the Torc of the Dead a twist, wincing as the teeth of the skulls on either end of the torc drag across your neck and draw blood. The blood is soaked into the eager mouths of the skulls and the black nimbus of energy surrounding the diamonds set in the torc lifts up and disappears down into the ground beneath your feet.
"The entire foundation of the Underworld shakes as the Legion of the Fallen fails on this day, brought down by the prowess of Ahkan, Aleutia, Cordilia, Genviere, Iroth, Kanthari, Khizan, Shou, Siath, Ultrix, Verexa, and Zaine."
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
I'm sure at a point, everybody has lost all their faith, so there wasn't any loss after that
Actually, I told everyone to burn their faith on things like benevolence and protection so there wouldn't be any faith left to lose from the pve deaths. Worked out well!
You bend down and hold out your hands, and a fluffy cream coloured corgi pup bounds gleefully into your open arms, snuggling contently against your chest.
You pet a fluffy cream coloured corgi pup ingratiatingly.
A fluffy cream coloured corgi pup rubs affectionately against your palm as you reach down to pet him, a low cooing noise rumbling in his chest as he wriggles and writhes.
I now understand the absolute cuteness involved with Corgis.
Filled with a clear liquid, this jar contains numerous eyeballs of different shapes and colours. The glass has been molded thick and wide allowing a great depth of room for the sloshing eyeballs. The sinew on each eyeball has been cleanly cut off leaving the eyes as perfect spheres. 'The Sightless' is scored into the fastened metal lid. It weighs about 1 pound and 2 ounces. It bears the distinctive mark of Mathiaus Reopev, Keeper of Eyes.
And:
Your deathsight message is currently: $+(caster$) adds another pair of coveted eyes to his collection, courtesy of $(target$).
This new promo looks awesome from the news post so far. Thank you for giving us the ability to pick the behaviour we want. I'm particularly excited about the new behaviours and the emote token.
How interesting it's been playing in Stavenn as a newb from a diff universe (game). Everyone's been great and patient while I learn how to RP/Hunt/PvP (though PvP is not concentrated for me until I tri-trans heh) - I can't wait to get comfortable enough to expand a little further on into bigger fight/RP scenarios. Thanks for putting up with my lurking until then Stavenn
After spending some time in another IRE game. I'd just like to reiterate that I adore the powers that be that decided to remove willpower and endurance.
I heart Elrith telling me I'm awful after ten solid minutes of several varieties of him jumping me and then valiantly running away any time he hit half health.
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prowess of Ahkan, Aleutia, Cordilia, Genviere, Iroth, Kanthari, Khizan, Shou, Siath, Ultrix, Verexa, and Zaine."
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
Die much?
shame Magick doesn't have the same energy to wanting to do underworld bosses
sloshing eyeballs. The sinew on each eyeball has been cleanly cut off leaving the eyes as perfect spheres. 'The Sightless' is scored into the fastened metal lid.
It weighs about 1 pound and 2 ounces.
It bears the distinctive mark of Mathiaus Reopev, Keeper of Eyes.
And:
Your deathsight message is currently:
$+(caster$) adds another pair of coveted eyes to his collection, courtesy of $(target$).
Now all I need is my journal.
Then we remembered about how annoying Lysha was and realised one of the nodes was bugged...
AM showed up and there was lots of fighting...
At one point Iniar got Shackled and had to be left behind...
But in the end it was all fun and everyone was happy!
Made me giggle.