Waiting to see if I win any credits, and I'm shown this as part of the fight:
Caladus, Arena Battlemaster says, "With a gasp Tharmand Coldhelm recieves a flying knee to the face from Tharmand Coldhelm and he crumples to the ground."
The soothing strains of a phoenix's song can be heard as Aislygn tells you, "Your market announcements are making me think more and more that you're advertising kinky bondage playtime."
[ EQUILIBRIUM ] sd queue eqbal ::sketchlink fireblast Kryss::hum ta rubait Kryss shaite Kryss::trueassess Kryss H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <ebdb> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL] [Kryss]: RB Gained+ Kryss H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <ebdb> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL] [Health/Mana]: Kryss Toadstool H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <ebdb> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL] ::sketchlink fireblast Kryss::hum ta rubait Kryss shaite Kryss::trueassess Kryss added to your EQBAL queue. [Sketch]: Sketch Balance- -> Hunter [Sketches]: Fireblast -> Kryss You narrow an eye in concentration and hum a few notes. [Voice]: Rubait -> Kryss [Voice]: Resonance+ 15 [Voice]: Shaite -> Kryss A chorus of music rises up from the corpse of Kryss and you feel a sudden surge of vitality. Health Gain: 76 Kryss backs away and eases off. [Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss [Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss [Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss [Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss [Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss [Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss [Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss [Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss [Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss Your faith increases as Kryss falls by your hand. --> You appear to have caused an untrapped error in the code. Please don't execute this command again right now. H:467(100%) M:396(68%) XP:92.22 (3) <ebdb> [H] 6:16 [15] [CL] Kryss
secures her previously wielded items and instantly draws a curved sabre
into her right hand, with a lycaean deathknight doll flowing into the
left. [Kryss]: RB Lost- Kryss Kryss swings a curved sabre at you powerfully. [Wounded]: -16 [3.43%] [37(43.24|cutting, physical)] Terror takes hold, as a numb sensation overcomes your body. Kryss viciously slashes you with a curved sabre! [Wounded]: -16 [3.43%] [37(43.24|cutting, physical)] Your thoughts become jumbled and you have trouble thinking. H:434(92%) M:396(68%) XP:92.22 (6) <ebdb> [H] 6:16
Somehow, Kryss has become immune to actual death, by my attacks at least.
(Ithaqua): Larkin says, "How many here be interested in an arena event with Antioch?" (Ithaqua): Orius says, "Could be fun." (Ithaqua): You say, "I guess I would." A FROG BAITING has just been initialised in the Citadel of the Sands. - JOIN BAITGAME CITADEL to participate. - HELP BAITGAME to read about what it is. - Fee: 6 gold per level. - Levels 10 to any level. (Ithaqua): You say, "So...I thought you meant a 'real' arena event..." (Ithaqua): Larkin says, "It's Ultrix's Birthday." (Ithaqua): You say, "Did she pick the event?" (Ithaqua): Larkin says, "Yes." (Ithaqua): You say, "Then she deserves to be in there alone."
(<-): Ultrix Ashtear, She-Devil of the Sands, "Shardfall Schrov'ik, bring your minions."
Schrov'ik village crossroads.
Occasional drops of rain fall to the ground from a sky grey with pregnant clouds. The decaying remains of Ayanna lie here. The decaying remains of Mathiaus lie here. A sleek black hound stands stone still, ears perked and alert. A bleeding ouroboros writhes here, idly chewing its tail. A grumpy badger stands here, snuffling about angrily. Silent and observant, a red fox stands here, alertly watching all with a cunning glint of the eye. A raven the colour of night perches nearby and observes curiously with beady black eyes. Nervously pacing, a small brown lemming scampers under your feet. Fluttering on delicate wings, a huge gossamer butterfly flits about the room. The shining figure of a Seraphic guardian floats in the air here. An almost transparent figure of a Seraphic guardian hovers here silently. A peaceful aura fills the area, emanating from Sapp, Aspect of Aryana. He wields a lunar shield in his left hand and a broadsword of Vahin in his right. Ozreas al-Hamasa is here, a scintillating aura of light surrounding him. He wields a weathered silver shield in his left hand and a blood-stained veritum sabre in his right. Kliko Vaz'rias is here, his incorporeal form ever-shifting. He wields a mithril mace in his left hand and a kite shield in his right. Wysrias Reopev is riding on a brilliant white Aorian mare. He is holding a war-battered Aesirian shield in his left hand. Aspirant Asaraii, Lionfish of the Crusaders is here, waves weaving in intricate patterns around her. She wields a claymore in her hands. Celestine Vrothar is here, a scintillating aura of light surrounding her. She wields a claymore in her hands. Larkin Snowdrifter is here, camouflaged. Ahruiz is here, camouflaged. He wields a gladiator's trident in his left hand and a banded shield in his right. Ultrix Ashtear, She-Devil of the Sands is here, covered in a thin sheen of ice. She wields a truesilver mace in her left hand and a kite shield in her right. Kryss Miyumae is here, a soft glow of a multi-coloured aura surrounding her. She wields a lycaean deathknight doll in her left hand and a curved sabre in her right. Shou, Aspect of Sukhder, is here, filling the surroundings with a miasma of fear. He wields Insidian's Bane in his left hand and a truesilver shield in his right. Wysrias Reopev is here.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Tinted a pale aquamarine hue, this elegant pot has been crafted from thick glass. The pot curves out, reminiscent of a bowl shape, hollowed out to provide a wide, deep mixing area. Etched across the outside of the pot are several roses, the etching taking away the blue tint and leaving the roses a near silver hue.
It has 150 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 8 pounds.
A small crafter's mark suggests that it is of Lyaewyn's design.
An elixir of speed sloshes about in it.
A rose-engraved blue glass pot is holding:
The pot is filled with 10 brews of an elixir of speed.
Nothing.
480[132] 575[137] eb db 0 0 14.36 0 #0 [0|0|0] || asthmasmoke pot
As admirable an intention as this smoking urge is, you cannot smoke that.
Comments
dirt.
You say, "I always knew you liked to fight dirty."
Septus twists his ring and fades from view.
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Wanna team him?"
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, ":P."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, "Yes."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, "Damage."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Elizabell at 445h 100% health, 100% mana."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, "He is a lightweight."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, "TARGETING: RAYKEL."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Ander at 367h 63% health, 94% mana."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 357h [67% m:95%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 477h [90% m:95%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Ander at 399h 68% health, 97% mana."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 311h [59% m:88%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 400h [75% m:96%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 347h [65% m:96%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "Raykel - 434h [82% m:93%]."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
Raykel has been slain in the Coliseum by Elizabell.
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Died to Elizabell."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "God damn you."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): You say, "Ahahaha."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Elizabell says, "So much
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Ander says, "I wasn't really going to team you lol wasn't expecting you
to hit me."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Assholes."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): You say, "Ahahahahahhaa."
H:575 M:390 <eb db>
(Ring): Raykel says, "Ragequit."
[ EQUILIBRIUM ]
sd
queue eqbal ::sketchlink fireblast Kryss::hum ta rubait Kryss shaite Kryss::trueassess Kryss
H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <eb db> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL]
[Kryss]: RB Gained+ Kryss
H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <eb db> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL]
[Health/Mana]: Kryss Toadstool
H:391(83%) M:423(72%) XP:92.22 (3) <eb db> [H] 6:16 [14] [CL]
::sketchlink fireblast Kryss::hum ta rubait Kryss shaite Kryss::trueassess Kryss added to your EQBAL queue.
[Sketch]: Sketch Balance- -> Hunter
[Sketches]: Fireblast -> Kryss
You narrow an eye in concentration and hum a few notes.
[Voice]: Rubait -> Kryss
[Voice]: Resonance+ 15
[Voice]: Shaite -> Kryss
A chorus of music rises up from the corpse of Kryss and you feel a sudden surge of vitality.
Health Gain: 76
Kryss backs away and eases off.
[Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss
[Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss
[Song]: Bedazzlement- -> Kryss
[Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss
[Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss
[Song]: Dissonance- -> Kryss
[Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss
[Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss
[Song]: Revelation- -> Kryss
Your faith increases as Kryss falls by your hand.
--> You appear to have caused an untrapped error in the code. Please don't execute this command again right now.
H:467(100%) M:396(68%) XP:92.22 (3) <eb db> [H] 6:16 [15] [CL]
Kryss secures her previously wielded items and instantly draws a curved sabre into her right hand, with a lycaean deathknight doll flowing into the left.
[Kryss]: RB Lost- Kryss
Kryss swings a curved sabre at you powerfully.
[Wounded]: -16 [3.43%] [37(43.24|cutting, physical)]
Terror takes hold, as a numb sensation overcomes your body.
Kryss viciously slashes you with a curved sabre!
[Wounded]: -16 [3.43%] [37(43.24|cutting, physical)]
Your thoughts become jumbled and you have trouble thinking.
H:434(92%) M:396(68%) XP:92.22 (6) <eb db> [H] 6:16
Somehow, Kryss has become immune to actual death, by my attacks at least.
(Ithaqua): Orius says, "Could be fun."
(Ithaqua): You say, "I guess I would."
A FROG BAITING has just been initialised in the Citadel of the Sands.
- JOIN BAITGAME CITADEL to participate.
- HELP BAITGAME to read about what it is.
- Fee: 6 gold per level.
- Levels 10 to any level.
(Ithaqua): You say, "So...I thought you meant a 'real' arena event..."
(Ithaqua): Larkin says, "It's Ultrix's Birthday."
(Ithaqua): You say, "Did she pick the event?"
(Ithaqua): Larkin says, "Yes."
(Ithaqua): You say, "Then she deserves to be in there alone."
@Ultrix: Not th-aaaa-t many.
Even we were surprised by our mustered forces. Normally there's more brow-beating involved!
So many Stavennites!