Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
As an item of tremendous and mysterious power, Riesig's fate becomes inextricably intertwined with that of the weapon. This manifests gradually over time, as he gain renown for his deeds with blade at his side. (Mini-Relic) Level One: Something deep inside the weapon stirs as if for the first time in countless centuries, burdening Riesig with a terrible secret always at the edges of his memory. This feeling guides him to a forgotten cairn in the Alogeans, where he discovers an item of minor power. For a moment, his sense of dread is relieved. But Mistilteinn is waiting. Level Two: The fire within the blade burns brighter, almost as though it were trying to leap fully out of the crystal from which it springs. The blade may extend twice as long at a thought, and otherwise gain projections and small embellishments at Riesig's sole will. Level Three: That same anxiety grows stronger in Riesig, leading him eventually to a scorched and crumpled book in the oldest archives of Epicrin. From this tone he learns a spell of moderate power, whose magics are almost unfathomably strange. For a while, his thoughts return to happier times. But Mistilteinn is waiting. Level Four: An aura of light spreads from the blade up Riesig's arm, hardening at a thought into an almost unbreakable piece of armor along his dominant arm. Level Five: With a start, Riesig realizes the true nature of the blade, leading him to a moss-covered barrow deep in the Northern Tundra. What he will encounter there he can only dream to know; all he knows, in the depths of his heart, is that Mistilteinn is waiting.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
The Riotous Laugh - A gauntlet made of unbreakable brass, covered in strange gears and cogs. Possesses a strange affinity for constructions and artifices. Machinist creations can temporarily or permanently fuse with the gauntlet, altering themselves in such a way as to fit their twin functions.
Cult Icon of Archipiada - Delicately sculpted out of finest alabaster, with impossibly precise details and a remarkably lifelike quality. Glows softly in the dark. Can fuse with one person ever, endowing them with a Light-based LSS. Cannot be leveled by spells already purchased; for example, if player has a Light 1 and 2 spell, they must buy additional 1 and 2 spells to make it level. Celestial Being Harness the inherent clarity of light to transform into a luminous being of celestial energy. Level One - You begin to glow softly, illuminating the darkness around you with the strength of a strong candle. Level Two - The light clears the mists from your eyes, allowing you to see clearly in the dark. Level Three - Your skin turns papery white, shocking and beautiful at once. Your touch gives a soothing, relaxing sensation. Level Four - Your hair begins to turn silvery white, just a few hairs and highlights at first, but more and more as time goes on, and your eyes turn a luminous light blue. Tracing your fingers in the air, you can create trails of solid light, up to a few feet in length, which hang in the air and glow brilliantly. These trails have a burning sensation on skin, though they cause real damage only with extended contact. Only three may be maintained at any given time. Level Five - The light surges through your flesh, bursting out in an almost blinding ray wherever your skin is pierced. This light soon burns your wound shut, cauterizing it, a process not without pain. All your scars quickly fade and disappear. Level Six - The glow around you grows brighter and slightly bluish. If you touch someone for more than a few moments, some of the aura will transfer to them, calming them and making you seem more sympathetic, the equivalent of two Charisma effects. Level Seven - The light begins to alter your material nature, reducing your weight. You gain the ability to levitate a few inches above the ground, moving at normal speed but without the need for physical exertion. Level Eight - Your consciousness merges with the light, granting you profound inner calm. Since your essence now resides within the light, you are able to make that light leave the body and move your perceptions anywhere within 200 feet of your body, which stands in its last position but remains utterly helpless until you return. Level Nine - At any time you may leave a mark, a glowing rune, upon any surface. Once every seven posts you may flit between these marks at the speed of light. Level Ten - You learn to harness your celestial energy for a custom ability based on your personality and the light.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sorry for disappearing, it's a long story but I should be back soon!
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Okay, I am back, baby. Even on AIM! Message me if I haven't posted on something for a day.
I'll put out some new content later today. Please check in on Mentor if you're still around. DAK and Dawn won on Sesiroth. Yay!
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Incidentally, if you want MK to have forum WM powers, just let me know and I'll get it taken care of.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sorry y'all about disappearing. I keep thinking about coming back, but it's hard to work up the enthusiasm without Bane and Gato and Quo, y'know?
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
1) I'm back! I can't guarantee every day posting, but I'm gonna be a hell of a lot more regular than I have been.
2) If your character's been stuck on something of mine forever and wants to go on the new quest I've posted, go for it.
3) If there's anything I've forgotten to take care of in the ages I've been away, lemme know.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Eh, lots of us are in the same boat, don't sweat it.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
If you have room for Antoninus on your good guy quest, I'd like to throw him on.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
I have a new laptop, and am therefore, officially, back.
I hope to have AIM up and running in the near future; in the mean time, if anyone has anything (anything!) they need from me, let me know.
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Will be very low activity til I get it fixed. I'm posting from my office right now, but I'll push the tournament forward tonight and also Hooliganism and the bounty with DAK; if there's anything I forget to post on, PM me and I'll see it.
xoxo
Sen
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
So I'm moving about ten hours away from where I've been all summer, which is crazy and hectic. I'm in a hotel right now, so I'll be on for a while this evening to respond to everything (hopefully), and then I'll hopefully be on tomorrow night.
Assuming I have internet, that is, which is pretty uncertain.
Anyway, yours,
Senori
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
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Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Level One: Something deep inside the weapon stirs as if for the first time in countless centuries, burdening Riesig with a terrible secret always at the edges of his memory. This feeling guides him to a forgotten cairn in the Alogeans, where he discovers an item of minor power. For a moment, his sense of dread is relieved. But Mistilteinn is waiting.
Level Two: The fire within the blade burns brighter, almost as though it were trying to leap fully out of the crystal from which it springs. The blade may extend twice as long at a thought, and otherwise gain projections and small embellishments at Riesig's sole will.
Level Three: That same anxiety grows stronger in Riesig, leading him eventually to a scorched and crumpled book in the oldest archives of Epicrin. From this tone he learns a spell of moderate power, whose magics are almost unfathomably strange. For a while, his thoughts return to happier times. But Mistilteinn is waiting.
Level Four: An aura of light spreads from the blade up Riesig's arm, hardening at a thought into an almost unbreakable piece of armor along his dominant arm.
Level Five: With a start, Riesig realizes the true nature of the blade, leading him to a moss-covered barrow deep in the Northern Tundra. What he will encounter there he can only dream to know; all he knows, in the depths of his heart, is that Mistilteinn is waiting.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
The Riotous Laugh - A gauntlet made of unbreakable brass, covered in strange gears and cogs. Possesses a strange affinity for constructions and artifices. Machinist creations can temporarily or permanently fuse with the gauntlet, altering themselves in such a way as to fit their twin functions.
Cult Icon of Archipiada - Delicately sculpted out of finest alabaster, with impossibly precise details and a remarkably lifelike quality. Glows softly in the dark. Can fuse with one person ever, endowing them with a Light-based LSS. Cannot be leveled by spells already purchased; for example, if player has a Light 1 and 2 spell, they must buy additional 1 and 2 spells to make it level.
Celestial Being
Harness the inherent clarity of light to transform into a luminous being of celestial energy.
Level One - You begin to glow softly, illuminating the darkness around you with the strength of a strong candle.
Level Two - The light clears the mists from your eyes, allowing you to see clearly in the dark.
Level Three - Your skin turns papery white, shocking and beautiful at once. Your touch gives a soothing, relaxing sensation.
Level Four - Your hair begins to turn silvery white, just a few hairs and highlights at first, but more and more as time goes on, and your eyes turn a luminous light blue. Tracing your fingers in the air, you can create trails of solid light, up to a few feet in length, which hang in the air and glow brilliantly. These trails have a burning sensation on skin, though they cause real damage only with extended contact. Only three may be maintained at any given time.
Level Five - The light surges through your flesh, bursting out in an almost blinding ray wherever your skin is pierced. This light soon burns your wound shut, cauterizing it, a process not without pain. All your scars quickly fade and disappear.
Level Six - The glow around you grows brighter and slightly bluish. If you touch someone for more than a few moments, some of the aura will transfer to them, calming them and making you seem more sympathetic, the equivalent of two Charisma effects.
Level Seven - The light begins to alter your material nature, reducing your weight. You gain the ability to levitate a few inches above the ground, moving at normal speed but without the need for physical exertion.
Level Eight - Your consciousness merges with the light, granting you profound inner calm. Since your essence now resides within the light, you are able to make that light leave the body and move your perceptions anywhere within 200 feet of your body, which stands in its last position but remains utterly helpless until you return.
Level Nine - At any time you may leave a mark, a glowing rune, upon any surface. Once every seven posts you may flit between these marks at the speed of light.
Level Ten - You learn to harness your celestial energy for a custom ability based on your personality and the light.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
I'll put out some new content later today. Please check in on Mentor if you're still around. DAK and Dawn won on Sesiroth. Yay!
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
2) If your character's been stuck on something of mine forever and wants to go on the new quest I've posted, go for it.
3) If there's anything I've forgotten to take care of in the ages I've been away, lemme know.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
I hope to have AIM up and running in the near future; in the mean time, if anyone has anything (anything!) they need from me, let me know.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Will be very low activity til I get it fixed. I'm posting from my office right now, but I'll push the tournament forward tonight and also Hooliganism and the bounty with DAK; if there's anything I forget to post on, PM me and I'll see it.
xoxo
Sen
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
So I'm moving about ten hours away from where I've been all summer, which is crazy and hectic. I'm in a hotel right now, so I'll be on for a while this evening to respond to everything (hopefully), and then I'll hopefully be on tomorrow night.
Assuming I have internet, that is, which is pretty uncertain.
Anyway, yours,
Senori
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.