Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
Azash said:
Ah, but you don't know what I'm suspecting .
Orders coming soon...
SSNES: Fall of Wu'di
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Ah, but you don't know what I'm suspecting .
Orders coming soon...
Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
To: Shaemar
From: Soltyrian Council (King not included)
How did you know about that? As far as the council knows, that info hasn't been leaked outside of the Soltyrian Council and Adepts of Soltyria. We suspect spying has taken place. Beware of what you say in public. Do not speak of that plan in public so freely.
From: Soltyrian Council (King not included)
How did you know about that? As far as the council knows, that info hasn't been leaked outside of the Soltyrian Council and Adepts of Soltyria. We suspect spying has taken place. Beware of what you say in public. Do not speak of that plan in public so freely.
Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
Azash said:You haven't mentioned it IC yet?My bad.
OOC: Indeed, I haven't. The only places where I've mentioned it are in my stories, which have taken place between the Council of Soltyria. Also, SS has mentioned it in his updates, but it's not supposed to have reached the ears of anyone outside of Soltyrian adepts, not even it's king.
Reno
The Studio Ghibli Fanatic
Orders sent, story to come.
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Eh cant we all just get along? I mean with the living dead threat and all.
Kozmos
Jew Detective
I dont know it looks to me it can make landfall within this turn.
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Azash said:Oh BTW, I checked out the MGS4 trailer
The 15 minute one or the 3 min one?
Spoiler large picture :
I dont know if Snake pulls the trigger I dont think I can continue with my life...
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
Azash said:Oh BTW, I checked out the MGS4 trailer
What is MGS4?
Oh, and I might manage to muster the strength to write orders soon, and perhaps even another story.
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
Azash said:Metal Gear Solid 4. Now, let's wait for Cleric to declare on you for your ignorance.. (All his recent avatars for as long as I can remember have been from the Metal Gear series)
Oh.
Anyway, orders sent. I'm gonna gut Silver's owls if they come anywhere near me again.
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
Yarr! Orders are pouring in, but my fingers are frozen. Gotta go and get myself something. Wow, this was completely spam. I guess my brain is numb as well. Anyway
Betrayed
The eye of the wolf...
A sailor stood on a late night watch in the frigate called Maiden's Kiss. It was Empire's ship, one that guarded with couple of other frigates a group of trade ships. The sailor was half asleep, lulled by the steady movement of the ship. A lonely lamp hanged on a hook above him. It was dark, moonless night.
Suddenly, Maiden's Kiss shook and threw the whole crew from one side to the other, and back. They had hit a reef or something. They must've, but strangely they had not stuck on it. The guard went to the rear, to see if the reef was still visible. He froze at the sight that met his eye.
Meanwhile, only couple meters below him, other sailors were trying to block the enormous hole that the impact had done. It was hopeless, they knew, but they tried anyway. Salty water rushed in. Then, suddenly, another hit, and a couple of meters long, horizontal crack appeared below the waterline.
Back in the deck, the guarding sailor stared his eyes and mouth wide open, in horrified but soundless scream. He could not take his gaze away from it. It was no moving away again, but it was only taking up speed. It struck the ship again, with terrible force. It was few meters longer than the ship, and almost three meters wide. The ship was getting torn apart by it's mighty blows. It thad bony, snake and horse-like head. When it opened it's mouth, its enormous fangs gleamed. The sailor was mesmerized. He did not move even when the ship sunk completely and the serpent sunk those gleaming fangs into him, tearing him into little pieces in it's bloodlust.
The same happened to other frigates. The tradeships surrendered after they had seen the frigates' destiny. The Sealord came onboard with sea elementals, reeking of weed, fish and salty water. They took all the goods down underwater with them, and left the tradeships empty-handed, barely with enough food to get back to nearby docks.
Suddenly, Maiden's Kiss shook and threw the whole crew from one side to the other, and back. They had hit a reef or something. They must've, but strangely they had not stuck on it. The guard went to the rear, to see if the reef was still visible. He froze at the sight that met his eye.
Meanwhile, only couple meters below him, other sailors were trying to block the enormous hole that the impact had done. It was hopeless, they knew, but they tried anyway. Salty water rushed in. Then, suddenly, another hit, and a couple of meters long, horizontal crack appeared below the waterline.
Back in the deck, the guarding sailor stared his eyes and mouth wide open, in horrified but soundless scream. He could not take his gaze away from it. It was no moving away again, but it was only taking up speed. It struck the ship again, with terrible force. It was few meters longer than the ship, and almost three meters wide. The ship was getting torn apart by it's mighty blows. It thad bony, snake and horse-like head. When it opened it's mouth, its enormous fangs gleamed. The sailor was mesmerized. He did not move even when the ship sunk completely and the serpent sunk those gleaming fangs into him, tearing him into little pieces in it's bloodlust.
The same happened to other frigates. The tradeships surrendered after they had seen the frigates' destiny. The Sealord came onboard with sea elementals, reeking of weed, fish and salty water. They took all the goods down underwater with them, and left the tradeships empty-handed, barely with enough food to get back to nearby docks.
Erik Mesoy
Core Tester / Intern
Orders sent. Small story.
"Pashawan is a land of peace and plenty. I visited it during the drought, and saw that the farms still bore good fruits. They were maintained by magic, which also keeps the land safe. In the event of an invasion, they say that hundreds of oak trees will spring up to keep the borders safe."
"In spring the land drinks deep of the rivers and the rain. For the lack of dew and the shallowness of the rivers, one might almost think there was a drought, but the Adepts of Pashawan are but storing the waters in the ground."
"Then the growth begins. The Adepts travel the realm, and throngs of people follow them to see crops growing visibly under their hands. On hot days the common folk will retire to their houses and drink deep of last year's firstbrew, on cold days they tell each other how much sweeter the fruit will be when it is harvested."
"Even in Pashawan the leaves fall in the harvest-time. The scythes come out to reap rich rows of grain, the new generation of children begins climbing apple trees and the elders wax wry on the topic of how rich and soft the people have become since their time."
"But Pashawan's winters are bitterly cold. The earth is given respite from the Adepts, and the Adepts take pause from their work. The snow falls deep and the rivers become torrents of deadly ice, moving too fast to freeze over and killing with jagged splinters and cold any who fall in."
-Roger Mervik, travelling minstrel
"Pashawan is a land of peace and plenty. I visited it during the drought, and saw that the farms still bore good fruits. They were maintained by magic, which also keeps the land safe. In the event of an invasion, they say that hundreds of oak trees will spring up to keep the borders safe."
"In spring the land drinks deep of the rivers and the rain. For the lack of dew and the shallowness of the rivers, one might almost think there was a drought, but the Adepts of Pashawan are but storing the waters in the ground."
"Then the growth begins. The Adepts travel the realm, and throngs of people follow them to see crops growing visibly under their hands. On hot days the common folk will retire to their houses and drink deep of last year's firstbrew, on cold days they tell each other how much sweeter the fruit will be when it is harvested."
"Even in Pashawan the leaves fall in the harvest-time. The scythes come out to reap rich rows of grain, the new generation of children begins climbing apple trees and the elders wax wry on the topic of how rich and soft the people have become since their time."
"But Pashawan's winters are bitterly cold. The earth is given respite from the Adepts, and the Adepts take pause from their work. The snow falls deep and the rivers become torrents of deadly ice, moving too fast to freeze over and killing with jagged splinters and cold any who fall in."
-Roger Mervik, travelling minstrel
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