T3/r7/2019-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Orochi God Haioasi: can you catch a shadow? no...it's there but you can't touch it,you cam try to but you end up touching the wall or floor. now,how do you expect to catch the king of shadows?
T3/r7/2019-01-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Society of Utopia: campa
T3/r7/2019-01-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reyblood: Never, never get in a stare contest with gargoyles. You will lose.
T3/r7/2019-01-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Light fades.  Flagrant disappears amid swirls of darkness.
T3/r7/2019-01-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (Hooligan) Yahmillay peers around as a quack escapes his clenched butt cheeks.
T3/r7/2019-01-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Lucifer and Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant quietly muds 18 hours a day for the rest of his life.
T3/r7/2019-02-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Barinon: werd
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) It's all over for Quarana. Deathguise and the Four Chaoses attack her relentlessly as Flagrant watches and laughs nearby.
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: the more I kill the sadder I feel...the woes of an assassin.
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant: Why not find more entertaining targets?
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant points excitedly at Satan, King of demons!
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant clutches at his chest and falls over dead.
T3/r7/2019-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: channel 10
T3/r7/2019-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: Whoops. 
T3/r7/2019-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: Looks around curiously around her. 
T3/r7/2019-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: info
T3/r7/2019-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Melvin and Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}Aardwolf rebooted at 16:07 on 2019-02-16. Missing rp from then until 21:16.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: Velvitia sighs as she looks around as she sat on a thick branch of a large tree. Her legs swinging back and forth as she did. She was terribly bored. She yawned and stretched her arms. 
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rokshel: Looks up from his fresh kill and wipes the blood off his fangs. 'Hello'
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: She looks down and looks at him with curiosity. She says nothing as she was trying to find out why whether he was friend or foe. 
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: She finally shrugged her shoulder after considering whether or not to answer this stranger. She was bored anyways. She jumped down from the tree and landed gracefully. She smiled and held out her hand. 'Greetings! Im Velvitia. Call me Velv or Velvi. Tia works too. So, whatcha doing out here anyways?'sheasked in ome breath.  
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc 's summon wombat spell backfires and the wombat hit him in the face!
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: crikzon uses fiery chinchilla. wait....is something burning?
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: eat this!
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc casts dead fish, but the fish was already sacrificed.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: okay that's it!' he starts waving at the skeletal arm of a troll around like a staff and it starts literally raining cats and dogs!
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: sorry I am using dictate
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: so yeah. Anything is possible with magic, if you know how to use it.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: an assassin needs no magic to make people bleed
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant: assassins use dark magic
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant winks suggestively.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: lies
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: good point
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: please do not stab me
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Koghom grabs Reltubydoc in a head lock and NOOGIES him... ARGH!!!
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: all depends on who puts a contract out. Its a tough job, but someone has to do it
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: you better not or else I will.... um... die, I guess.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: lol
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Morte and Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: ohhh
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant uses his {CHAoTIC} magic to steal Reltubydoc's password! Uh oh!
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: koghom, did you put the horse out of it's misery yet?
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Koghom: He's parked outside your quarters, waiting.
T3/r7/2019-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: darn it. 
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant sends Tilith across the dance floor.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: *has decided to spend some time away from adventuring, and head south of the city to spend some time on the ocean's edge. Enjoying the light wind, and the barely clouded night. Leaning against a rock and relaxing for the first time since she became an adventurer. Letting out a happy sigh, a drinking one of the many strange brews she had found along her journey*
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: *continues to relax along the ocean to the south of the city, having met so many interesting people in her travels already, many different types of people and species. Sighing as she takes a long drag from a pipe, trying some of the wierd concoctions that she has encountered in this new land. Enjoyinf the sunrise shining onto the waters*
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: greetings.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc  fades into existence.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: you n are new around here, i see.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: I can't type
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: *keeps looking over her shoulders, and keeping her awareness up on the area around her, knowing that many in this world know the ways of portals, and teleporting magic. She starts to enjoy some of the meals she braught with her from the city, and happily relaxes as the sun rises further over the ocean*
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc returns to the realm, guided by a beacon of homecoming.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: is still on her beach, enjoying the ocean still, and now, having finished her food, is working on drink, and smoke, again
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: yawns, and dozes off, her weapon in her hand, and her sensitive elven ears exposed, incase something tries to sneak up on her
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: good night.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: wakes up, from sleeping on the beach. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly stands up, glad to have been able to get some realitive peaceful sleep listening to the waves of the ocean crashing against shore. She then slowly wakes up enough to get all her things together, and then she heads back into town, for more adventuring
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SenseiWu smiles happily.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noctiluca ponders the meaning of existence.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: pants a bit as she makes another return trip to the city, for training, after having slain several new demons, and furthed explored the evil castle she discovered
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: sets out on the path of another quest, flying over the ocean to the west, and heading into a land she's never seen
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: pants deeply as she has to retreat to recall, unable to get to the monsters she was tasked with killing in the city of stone. The drow general was slain, but his friends wouldn't let her get to where she needed, and she alas, ran out healing potions and magic potions
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: pants a bit more, having gotten closer and closer to the end of her campaign. The hardest quests she has undertaken yet. 
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: cheers for herself as she manages to get her campaign finished, having snuck past,or killed all the drow in her way, to that pretty little zebra. She seems very happy for herself
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!*  Go Tilith!!!  Bodhi cheers her on.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: decides to head back to her favorite little beach, having completed the campaign and the quests for now, needing a small break to catch her breath and relax, between adventures. 
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant: waits for Tilith to sit upon the whoopy cushion he so exactingly placed hours ago..
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien notices a flurry of activity in the distance.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: removes the silly red cushion, having never seen something quite of the sort.. it seems like it might make a good waterskin though, or aleskin.. and decides to toss it aside for the moment, to enjoy the sound of the waves crashing into the rocks, and the sound of the gulls overhead
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Velvitia: Velvitia sighs as she was back again in her favorite spot in the forest. A random thick branch from a large and ancient tree. Her legs swung from it as she remembered the events of yesterday. She still doesn't know where did the vampire she was talking to went. She shrugged and yawned as she played with a knife, tossing it in the air and catching it. 
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: practices various trick moves with her whip, now thta she has recently mastered its use. Putting up various objects on different rocks, and practicing striking them down with quick procision
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noctiluca: bid 454
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noctiluca puts her finger in her mouth and says, "Oopsie! Did I do that?"
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien looks around herself, annoyed at the interruption.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ohm stops and prays for a cleansing of the wicked.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: doesn't really care much for the politics of the church. She joined the church to learn to be a healer, and furhter perfect her knowledge and understanding of medicine from around the world. She does what is needed, not what the church demands
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: continues to practice with her whip, having to stop to eat and drink several times as she works to learn to be more and more precise. She wants to be able to hit her mark, everytime she strikes something. 
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant snickers with a merdevil's pet about their shared secret.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: goes back to practicing her whipping techniques, now that her time spent with some of her friends has passed, as they have left to adventure again, and she has decided that she still doesn't want to continue with a new campaign, just yet
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien nods solemnly at the air.
T3/r7/2019-02-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: walks along the coastline, enjoying the peaceful day, now, she is on the oceanside very much directly south of the main city. Enjoying the walk, and the air. It is a great thing, to feel strong enough to wander the oceanside. Her weeks of adventure making her feel far more comfident in her ability to wander safely
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: had decided to continue her adventure along the coast. Eventually, the coastline turns north, and she then finds herself on towering cliffs, overlooking the ocean. She decides to get down onto her stomach, and crawl to the edge, a little affraid of being near the edge on her feet with the strong wind around. Glancing down the massive cliff into the waves crashing so far below
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: hmms, out loud as she has furhter walked along the coast, and some of the forest, hoping to encounter more people to make friends with. She sits on a large rock, and decides to take out a flute, and alternate beween playing the flute some, and singing in her soft elven voice, ringing out across the fields and forest. She is no bard, but she knows a few simple songs of her kind
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: decides to continue her tour of the oceans, stopping at a place known as the shore of mercy. Still singing softly, as her elven melody is carried arcross the winds to the surounding area. Enjoying a relaxing few days, after her stressfull earlier campaigns. Just trying to find some more friends, and get to know the land, better
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: changes her elven tune to a sad,lonely song, lamenting past kings, and lost battales and lands, since she's managed to find no new friends in her adventures along the coastline, and having run out of the more soft and gentle elven tunes she remembers from childhood
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant snickers with Lucifer about their shared secret.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien wanders along the coastline in search of the haunting melody.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: is still in the northwest coast, wondering along the shores of mercy, singing her heavy elven tune, sitting on a rock and watching the moon falling to the west, over the ocean
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: continues to move a bit. Moving to the northern edge of the shor of mercy, starying out over the water as it moves around this end of the continent. Her elven singing still ringing out. Moving onto a song specifically lamenting an ancident forest that was lost to a horde of fire demons
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: decides to move back to her favorite place near the southern shore, just south of the road, taking the long walk back to the southern area along the central road, and then, fuirther south, to the little beach area she so enjoys. singing an elven traveling song as she does
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith decides to get some sleep, and sets up her little camp, and then prepares to doze off
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant reads Tilith a story and tucks her into bed with a kiss.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith is enjoying killing the powerful mud monsters she has found.. they are making her more powerful, fast fastre, then anticipated
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant continues running ahead of Tilith sprinkling dulling powders on the monsters in her path.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith manages to find the arena, and goes looking for this person she is to slay for her quest. Hmmm.. wonder where it could be
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith manages to kill every evil thing she could find within the arena, gaining far more power in the process of fighting all thoses trolls, goblins, and werewolves, whilst at the same time, making quite a nice little profit from them
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith is enjoying just relaxing at the academy foundtain as she takes a short break from her adventure, having exausted all her daily blessing from Ayla. Before she gets ready to set out again to continue her capaign
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien . o O ( Blessings are a good thing, but you shouldn't count them too soon. )
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: After all, you got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em, know when to walk away, know when to run.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Stoner Sinder: you never count your money, when you're at the table...there'll be time for countin when the dealin's done
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith nods gently "Well, I've only had to run, a few times.. mainly from the city of stone... Is there a place to play poker here? That sounds like fun.. I'm sure I could spare a few hundred thousand gold.. but not sure if there is a poker table?"
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: There are card games available, but only rooms for blackjack.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: But I wouldn't recommend them if you're just starting out. The House always wins.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: I see, I see.. so.. who wants to play some hold 'em then? That sounds like fun?
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith cries out loudly "I'm not sure where to go for some cards.. but you should come join me? And tell me where to go? If you have to go somewhere specific for hold em!"
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant wonders where Tilith went.
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith ended up falling asleep at the fountain after her long adventure, but has stirred again, wondering, what to do now.. adventure.. gamble.. find a new friend to spend time with..
T3/r7/2019-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: pants a bit as she finished a new campaign, that she only started a little bit ago, having hunted down the very last monster inside the wedded bliss.. end the misery of these people.. before they start!
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith wakes up for her day, and finds that her mind isn't occupied with thoughts of work, so, she decides that an early day of adventuring, is in order. So, she starts a new campaign, and a new quest
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You notice Tilith being ganked by Flagrant and 10 of his friends.
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant wibbles threateningly.
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith drinks a bunch of water down, and relaxes for a bit, after having slaim many, many demons, and gained much more power. Needing a little break now, before she decides to continue adventuring. She decides that a little time by the ocean at her favorite spot is due, and heads off south of the city, to the ocean's edge, to relax
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith watches the sunrise and the day pass, on the ocean, eating some food, and happily enjoying the day
T3/r7/2019-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith starts another trip around the ocean edges of the continent, this time, heading east first, so she can explore that coastline. Hoping to find more friends, and other adventurers to interact with. Starting to sing her elven melodies loudly as she walks
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: waves up for her long nap, and gazes up at the sky, blinking a few times, stretching out. She is now debating wether to try and find a new friend, wander the ocean, or go adventuring
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith relaxes tonight, not at her regular spot on the beach, but in the city, at the fountain of orange juice, relaxing, tonight
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith wakes up from her nap near the orange juice fountain, again, and gets ready to go for another questing adventure, even though she should be working on her campaign, she's time to take side quests as well!
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Robbo lounges lazily on the deck of the ship with a bottle of rum in each hand.
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Robbo crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely.
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: Mmmm.. Rum.. my sister.. a pirate queen.. she likes her rum.. got used to drinking it with her, whilst sailing!
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amazed, you see Flagrant attach to Tilith like a soft-shelled flying tick!
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Tilith and Flagrant.
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith stretches, and stands up, and drags herself off to the questor, to pick up another quest, before she decides what else to do. A quest is always a good way to start the adventuring!
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finishes her quest, and decided to go and relax by the ocean, south of the city, herself, back to her favorite spot. Right north of a small inlet, where she can listen to, and see the ocean waves, enjoying the moon over the ocean
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: wakes up from her nap, sitting in her favorite spot on the beach, to the south of the city. She stretches, and stands up. Preparing to take another quest, and then, after that, take to the campaign she is on
T3/r7/2019-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flagrant invites Tilith to the Bot Cave for a spellup and some cuddle time.
T3/r7/2019-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith is continueing her campaign that she started, exploring futher, and deeper into the world then she has in awhile.. her quests lately, just taking her to places she already knew, but this campaign. It is bringing her to all kinds of new places
T3/r7/2019-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ceoren: Greetings.
T3/r7/2019-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith eyes ther campaign, as she gets down the very last monster on the list, deep within the city of stone again, but, it has been awhile sicne she went to that place. She is stronger now, afterall, it sohuldn't be as dangerous!
T3/r7/2019-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith cheers for herself as she completes another campaign, the city of stone not being nearly as dangeorus as it once once. She then heads off to the questor, to continue her adventure
T3/r7/2019-02-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taliya keeps a serious demeanor about herself as she hunts down the priests of a dark cult. Destroying them one by one with the blessings of the Sacred Waters. Slowly she whittles them down, all the while doing her best to not give away her presence to the dark god's followers.
T3/r7/2019-02-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith wakes up, after accidentally falling asleep, and then realizes she has only 10 minutes to complete her last bonus quest.. So, she quickly grabs her things, and runs off to kill a demon, forgetting to even protect hersaelf with magic. After a long run and canoe journey to the west, she slays the demons, and returns with just a minute to spare, to complete her quest. She then pants a bit, and slumps to the ground, having only just woken up
T3/r7/2019-02-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith watches the water Deciple come and take another quest, in front of her, and then watches her leave, curious about the other adventurer who has such a serious demanor about herself, and her quests. She then decides to head back to the orange juice fountain for the time, as she contiplates her next course of action
T3/r7/2019-02-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noctiluca proudly advertises the nachos and cola that can be found at the Bard Clan.
T3/r7/2019-02-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith feels quite happy, having gained much more power today, and completed most of her quests.. She still has a couple more to complete, before her godly blessings run out, but, is nonetheless, feeling good
T3/r7/2019-02-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi smiles happily.
T3/r7/2019-02-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith pants loudly as she attempts to turn the tides of the war of elves and trolls. The hordes of trolls just kept comming though, and she was quickly being overwhelmed. She killed so many of them, but they just wouldn't stop. So, she was forced to recall away from the battle to rest, and recover a bit
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith pants a bit, having just run another gauntlet of evil creatures, and slumps her back against the fountain after drinking a bit of orange juice from it. She then glances up at the ceiling and wonders, should she continue her adventure, go relax by the see, or maybe, she should look for some new friends to meet? She still hasn't met many people in this strange land, She is still meeting so many new species, and people. She hopes to make an army of friends, to someday adventure with!
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finishes yet another quest, and then debates where to go to go further hunting, and decides she'll go looking for friends again
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finds herself unable to free the princess from the dread tower, sooo.. she decides that killing everyone inside it.. including the princess was a good idea, instead, and leaves a giant trail of blood behind her as she goes. A little surprised the lich were not evil.. but I guess lichs don't have to be evil. She then kneels down and prays to the god of this realm for absolution, to restore her standing in the church. She then goes wandering off on another quest, and in search of friends to meat, and interact with!
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith pants more, getting closer and closer to her very first remort, and slumps, a bit exausted, looking for areas and monsters to slay, for that last little push
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith stalks into this keep, seraching for vampires, and other evil creatures to slay. Continueing on her quest to grow more powerful, but also to slay evil and explore new lands
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith decides to head out to her little spot by the ocean, having not visited and relaxed there, for several days. Being too busy adventuring, and learning. She decides a little relaxing time at her makeshift and hidden camp, will be her wonders. Though, she is a little sad she has failed to meet many other adventurers who were interested in friendships. All too worried about profit and power.. though.. she can't really blame them
T3/r7/2019-02-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to relax by the see, wondering what all the other massive number of adventurers out in the world are up to.. Afterall, this land is so big, and she's only seen a small fraction of it, personally
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith returns to the city, and gets ready to set off on another high level quest, very curious where in the world it will take her, this time
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith looks at the directions to the person she is supposed to kill "astral travels?" she asks herself. That sounds like a potentially dangerous place, better stock up on potions and supplies, before I head out!
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith is quite happy that the trip to the astral area wasn't nearly as hard as she thought it might be, so, now, off to explore some dank, dark, forest, she goes, hoping to encounter stronger creatures to gain power from
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finishes her first actual group, having achieved her first superhero level. She is quite happy to have actually gone hunting with someone else. She is now debating whether she wants to try to group up, anymore, before she remorts.. Look for a new friend, or, prepare for sleep and take care of her other buisness tomorrow before remorting.. Or just.. remorting now.. before she goes to sleep.. So many options
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season of evil!
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith sings elven Hymms about the glory of the gods of rightousness and good, and how they will conquer all of evil in the end, because will always turn on itself, in the end, allowing good the chance to seize victory, always
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graoldan: check
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: check
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: challen is more like RIP channel
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: channel is more like RIP channel
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith giggles a little as she continues to sing her elven songs, songs of the gods, and of glorious battle against the forces of demons and the undead
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: an Assassin has no time for songs
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith fully disagrees, as she'll be an assassin, soon enough, and she'll still be singing
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: a warrior is only in it for the bashes
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: an Assassin has no time for songs
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morte: oops
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith slowly wakes up and rubs her eyes, and now, that she has slept, and is refreshed, she needs to decide what to make her first remort class be, after she leaves cleric.. She hmms out loud, and looks over her options. Many people have suggested that she remort into a warrior, but, she was thinking of going one of the classes that will give her a flight spell. She hates having to drink potions for that.. But everyone says warrior will give her the most battle ability when added to cleric..
T3/r7/2019-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien giggles to herself. "Well now, you certainly seem the flighty type."
T3/r7/2019-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith slowly walks around, small and weak, and doing tiny quests as she gets used to the feeling of being reborn, for the first time. Her body feeling quite strange to go from so strong, to so weak
T3/r7/2019-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith pants heavily as she works on getting stronger in her new life, going back to places she had one visited, and challenging herself to fight stronger things at a lower power. Doing her best to get used to her new skills and body
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Akasuki Flutters her wings in a sigh of relief, and thanks Reltubydoc
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Akasuki Bless Reltubydoc with good luck on his next adventure!
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc thanks Akasuki heartily.
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith sighs a bit, still annoyed over letting herself get killed stupidly, and doesn't feel like adventuring at all right now. Instead, she is just sitting at the fountain and brooding. Grinding her teeth a bit, and growling at the world in general
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jazmine takes another shot of vodka.
T3/r7/2019-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Akasuki  carefully tucks  her wings delicately around her, settles herself atop one of the pillows for a short snooze.
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finishes yet another campaign, and grumbles to herself about having to murder poor innocent children, and citizens. She much prefers when the questors send her after evil things, or, at least things that can put up a fight. She then decides to take a small break, and looks about for more friends to meet. She is still learning so much of this world, and the different races inside of it. She wonders though, of the various homelands of the different races, and where the adventurers from those races prefer to spend their down time
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Spiridon: info
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to look for new friends to meet, and new places to explore, and new infomation to learn, but also, needs a little rest from advenuring, so, she relaxes next to the fountain of orange juice and sings loud elven songs. her voice being carried across the capital city on the winds
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to sing her elven songs, hoping to attract more elves, or just, people, who are curious of the singing. Her voice drifting along the streets of the capital city
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay hovering from a rift in the sky not to far from vidblain, <Platonic> Yahmillay arrives at the gates of Aylorian wealthy landcapes..
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: At last, Thou art here
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: maybe I shouldn't have slept so long in the deepest recesses of space..
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: feast or foe
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: How should I sound for these locals to entice and lure my meal into my engulfing...
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay listens to An aylorian guard says, ...*blink*...
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: Both feast and foe I see...
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to sing her elven lullabies, but decides to start singing the darker songs and tales of the elves, after a bit. Moving onto songs lamenting the fall of great elven cities and of wars, long won, and lost
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay holding his cloak over his nose and mouth revealing only his eyes and the top of his grey skin and blue-lochs, <Platonic> Yahmillay moves some dreaded hairs from his eyes to see better and notices a presence of unusual energy not far off but within the deepest reaches of Aylorian scoping...
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay: When the going gets tough, The tough get going...
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) <Platonic> Yahmillay begins flying then starts hovering towards the rift in the world leading to vidblain.
T3/r7/2019-02-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith pulls out a long pipe as her singing stops, so that she can spend a good 10 minutes, smokin gher pipe, and relaxing. Making sure to drink a little of the juice from the fountain as well. She also makes sure to politely nod or wave to each person who comes and goes
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Welcome to episode 2 of Britney and Brillig
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Have a seat, Brit. Welcome back to the program
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Britney Spears: Hee hee. Yaa like for sure
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: So tell us how you got into Aardwolf
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Brit: Well after I shaved my head I got really into dubstep
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Go on, then what happened?
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Brit: Then I found Aardwolf and it just sort of clicked
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: That's great Brit. Listen I'm sorry we need to go ahead and wrap it up
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Brit: What about the ..the money? You said $50k?
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: Yeah..uh...we will uh..cash you outside. K ? 
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brillig: End of episode. Please direct any questions or comments to reltubydoc at isurmom.com
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith wakes up from her sleeping, and rubs her eyes a bit. She then yawns and stretches her body out. A few moments laterq i
T3/r7/2019-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith wakes up from her sleeping, and rubs her eyes a bit. She then yawns and stretches her body out. A few moments later she stands up and heads off on her quest (Mmmm.. litereally just waking up, hit enter too soon)
T3/r7/2019-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Havenclaw: ascent
T3/r7/2019-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) DreadLord laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha!
T3/r7/2019-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Little bunny Zalchfu's running through the forest, picking up the Dread Lords and bopping them on the head!
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) DreadLord laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha!
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) DreadLord: Evil makes the world go around:)
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to adventure, slaying many kobolds as she tries to grow stronger, so that she may go and try to hunt down the demons again. She enjoys hunting demons and vampires far more then hunting poor little kobolds. They are evil still, though, but killing the demonic forces is far more fulfilling
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!*  Go Tilith!!!  Perlesvaus cheers her on.
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chupacabra Cheezburger: Stabs an orphan.
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chupacabra Cheezburger Stabs an orphan.
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gameload Ohm prays for Tilith in her travels. There must be a cleansing of the wicked.
T3/r7/2019-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taliya continues to develop her link with the Sacred Water's in private, a gentle voice speaks to her and reminds her to not give up on herself when she feels all is lost. She sits utterly still, eyes closed, legs crossed, meditating on her life in hopes of one day regaining her memories. Still, she finds her mind a blank slate, her history nothing but an empty void to her. Fear creeps in, but once more, with the help of that soothing voice she pushes on, forcing herself to delve as deeply as she can.
T3/r7/2019-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith dances around the chaos fountain, singing her elven songs, and being quite happy and cheerful, her warm blood pumping through her veins and spreading the wine she's drank through her system faster. Quite happy to be alive, and enjoying her time in this new world
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith continues to write into her journal about her adventures. Noting the areas where she can easily defeat demons, or other evil creatures. She much prefers to fight the forces of hell and the demonic realms and abyss, then to slay the flesh and blood creatures born of this world. Even if they are evil, they still have lives and families that are bound to this world, itself. The demons and undead though, they are outsiders and unatural. They are to be purged, vampires and lichs, in particular, are to be purged
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith after finishing marking some more information down in her journal. She stands up, takes a big drink of the chaos fountain, and then gathers the infomation for a new quest, to start her day of adventuring and her journey for more power and friends continues
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith eyes the notes of the quest, Pompeii.. she thinks.. I've been told that can be a dangerous place to adventure by others. I must make sure to go their, prepared, before looking aorund. She then tucks several potions into her storage containers on her hips, and prepares to go buy more supplies
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith finds some very angry people in pompeii.. so.. she kills the murderer she was sent to slay, and then flees the area quickly, after intupting some actors whilst exploring, and nearly getting herself killed. Panting, she slumps against the edge of the fountain, thinking "Okay, note that place as dangerous to visit, as I was told"
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien wiggles a finger in the air at nothing in particular.
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith giggles a bit and tickles Trurien
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien giggles, then frowns. "That was uncalled for."
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith tickles trurien a bit more, going up the sides, toward the armpits "No no no, completely CALLED for"
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien laughs out loud. Well, then.
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: Telepathic tickles are not as fun as the real thing.
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith: This may be true, I'm also not a psion yet, so no painting mindscapes yet, but I'll be one someday!
T3/r7/2019-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien stands up and dusts herself off, looking intently at her fingers. "Did one of them just shrink, or something?"
T3/r7/2019-03-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith rubs her eyes and stretches a bit, before she opens her journal to record the new areas her quests have sent her to today. Marking the lower planes as a hard to figure out maze, but also marking the halls of the damned as a good place to hunt the undead. She then looks up at the sky, and prepares to go on another adventure, smiling to herself
T3/r7/2019-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in a castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season of evil!
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: is this channel for finding people to rp with, or to just do things on? :)
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: mainly 
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quarana: What is this "channel" you speak of? Are you channeling a power?
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: mainly random roleplay
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Nimwit Bamboo: Within bounds, of course
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: ahh, i see.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia smiles.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quarana: Your conversation is strange and unusual. From where do you hail?
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: there is one person who has been using this channel a lot... I forget her name
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Perlesvaus: Tilith
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: from a simple wooded village.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: yes, Tilith... I like Tilith :)
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quarana: Tilith oft' speaks of her adventures. She has a welcoming personality.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: mm, i will keep an eye out for her then.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quarana: She has the power to allow others to hear her musings and thoughts when she desires it, just as we all do here.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quarana: Apparently your village taught you this skill as well, or you know the power innately, Annia.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: so it would seem, yes, yes.
T3/r7/2019-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia smiles.
T3/r7/2019-03-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia: so many rude jellyfish about...but they all burn well enough, hehe.
T3/r7/2019-03-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiru: woodelves
T3/r7/2019-03-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Annia yawns as she wakes up in the jungle, having slept much more than she would have liked.
T3/r7/2019-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tilith awakes from her long sleep, and rubs her eyes, crawling over to the fountain and drinking from it heavily, before she slumps down a little, and looks through her packs, reminding herself what she has. She then glances around and listens with her elven ears, for any signs of people near her in the city. Curious what the verse has been up to in the time she's been sleeping
T3/r7/2019-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) #NOBREXIT? Anaristos: perhans doing a random walk :)
T3/r7/2019-03-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: goose down feathers on an empty cozy bed
T3/r7/2019-03-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quintas: r
T3/r7/2019-03-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Valicious: p
T3/r7/2019-03-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amarufox: is for sinners <3
T3/r7/2019-03-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Valicious: i sin a lot
T3/r7/2019-03-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amarufox: my kinda lady!
T3/r7/2019-04-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sethril shivers.
T3/r7/2019-04-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Lord Deepstar: my wings,my raven black wings spread over my people's temple. i am their protector and guardian. i remove the blindness they have,the blindness causes by the light..the blindness caused by the darkness. i am the one who leads you in a straight path. no rights and lefts or good and bad. i am King and Lord of my people. Hail Deepstar
T3/r7/2019-04-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker steps into an open meadow
T3/r7/2019-04-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Looks around
T3/r7/2019-04-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Shrugs and rests beneath a cherry tree in the center of the meadow.
T3/r7/2019-04-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker: steps in a meadow
T3/r7/2019-04-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks around
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker is walking through the woods before passing a stream.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: It looks like you are going to get your feet wet if you try to cross. There are no bridges in sight.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: WOw  never seen anyone on this channel bfore
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker: looks at anaristos and says "I was looking forward to a little dip anyways, i have traveled far and have grown tired."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: Careful with the inhabitants of the water :)
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: see what he started this time
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker shrugs and steps into the stream and lowers himself to the shoulders "quite a nice day. be a shame to waste it."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker dips his head under the water for about 5 minutes and comes back up with a large fish. before stopping out of the stream and hanging it on a line.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: guess anaristos gave up roleplaying
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: I am busy elsewhere, you should try it for a while. It's good for the imagination.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker tosses zalch a flint and steel. "You gonna help me cook this up? got some herbs and spices here."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: why try it  i can watch the imm channel with all the drama queens there
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos sighs at the sight of Zalch.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker sighs and pulls out a large stip of lizard meat, "Was plannin on making stew. got some good cuts from the jungle."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: I guess you just won't fit in, Zalch. (end of thread)
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker: end of thread?
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: What are you planning to do with the fish?
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos: not meant at you :)
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: damn right i wont fit in  im not a freakin drama queen
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker gestures to the fish "i was planning on using it as a base for some sandwiches, while making some lizard stew as the main course."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker pulls some dry dead wood from the local area with telekinesis and piles it into a small fire pit.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) El Obrero Anaristos looks at SpiritHiker in wonder.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: make some rattlesnake keshkabobs
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker lights the fire and pulls a pot and cooking stsnd out of a small portal before filling the pot with water from the river.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: why did you do it anaristos?
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks at Anaristos and asks "Well are you going to help lad? or just stand there slackjawed?"
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: he is going to do what he does best NOTHING
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker tosses Anaristos a wooden spoon "stir this and ill throw in some extra ingredients."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: get him a ladder so he can reach inside the cauldron
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker rummages though his bag and pulls out some seasoning while throwing a sack to Zalch "I could use some fresh mushrooms as well. Could you pick some up. saw a few about three meters southwest of here, perfectly edible and should add to the stew."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: those aint mushrooms  thats woyote poop
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: those aint mushrooms  thats coyote poop
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker begins chopping meat and veggies and tossing them into the pot. before walking over and pulling up some mushrooms. "These are mushrooms" before slicing them up as well and tossing them in."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker throws in a few seasonings before deconstucting the fish and tossing the inedible bits into the fire while hoving the edibal bits above the fire before dissappearing through a doorway.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker reappears with some bread and salt. "Now they just need to cook."
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker cuts some slices of bread for the sandwiches and turns the fish over to cook evenly every now and again.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker takes the fish off the fire and puts it on a large plate and pulls the pot off the fire as well before summoning a bowl from a small portal and digging in with a spoon.
T3/r7/2019-05-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: tis kit a task kit the some of a bitch has it
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker hangs upside down from a tree contemplating what he should do today.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: again?
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker shrugs as he is rather bored
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker says that if zalch doesnt want to rp or listen to him that he can turn off the channel.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks around the woods from the tree he is hanging from, trying to find someone to interact with.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker drops from the tree into a doorway that closes behind him.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker reappears through a doorway on the found and shouts "Hello!" in some random location.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien notices some movement from the corner of her eye.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker shrugs and steps through another doorway
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker steps out a doorway a few feet from where he left singing a lovely tune "...Mountain Lions never been afraid of heights, but its better when you can fly"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien . o O ( It's a little noisy today. )
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker abruptly stops singing and looks around "This is oddly familiar..." before he shrugs and opens a portal that he sticks his head through.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker pops his head out of a portal behind Trurien "Thought I sensed something... How are you doing good sir?"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien got startled, but turns around with a smile.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: Do I look like a "sir" to you?
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [DESPAIR] Khadaji: ITS MA'AM
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: you more look like a cockroach
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [DESPAIR] Khadaji: zalch piss off
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [DESPAIR] Khadaji: thats rude
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: this is roleplay  dummy  get used to it
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker smiles innocently "My apologies madam. I did not get a good look at you from behind" pops his head back through the portal that closes behind him
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zalch: its all good mister  just let me know when you got more cockroaches  
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Steps through a doorway that appears infront of Trurien. "There we go a bit less awkward now yes M'lady?"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker stands there a moment before realizing he is shirtless and soaked to the bone. "Oh dear, One moment." b stepping through a doorway and Dissappearing.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien giggles.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Steps back through a doorway dressed in a nice silk tunic and trousers holding a spiderlilly  "For you madam. as appology for earlier."
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker offers the small spiderlilly.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien accepts the spiderlily from SpiritHiker, raising an eyebrow. "Did you get this trick to work with others?"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker laughs "Trick m'lady? Why I can assure you that I have no idea what you mean." giving a florist bow he gives her another innocent smile.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Slowly walks past as he begins singing again his voice ringing like birdsong on the wind. "Oh the view of the blue sky, looks so much better from on high. There is no cloud that'll get me down, I'll make, my escape."
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien grins at SpiritHiker, rolling the spiderlily between her thumb and index finger.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Smiles as he turns around without breaking stride. "cuz Frogs gonna leap" jumping onto a tree branch he grabs an apple and takes a nibble "Gators gonna bite" he says before grabbing another apple and tossing it to the young lady.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: "I have the feeling I'll be seeing you again in no time."
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Falls backward through a portal and appears by trurien, dancing around her and singing "Grey wolf packs gonna rule the night." Giving her a small dance twirl he adds "Mountain lions never been afraid of heights!"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: "You will have to explain yourself. I have heard of wolves, but not of mountain lions."
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Concludes by jumping and floating up about twelve feet "But its better when you can fly." he trails off as he floats down and hovers upside down infront of trurien.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Smiles innocently "Lovely song that. now what was it you wanted me to explain myself for?"
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien snaps her fingers, muttering the word "levita". She rises, smiling, a few inches above the ground. "Perhaps I'll have to find these so-called Mountain Lions myself." Snapping her fingers again, Trurien fades into thin air.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Shrugs and rights himself before landing and walking through a doorway.
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien frowns. "A little bird told me you were in trouble, SpiritHiker. In fact, it was a white dove..."
T3/r7/2019-05-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks over his shoulder "Do people just follow me around? its not even rp.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker walks out of a doorway into a random forest.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks around the area and shouts "Hello?!!"
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker shrugs and steps back through the doorway
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker stumbles through a doorway bloodied and walks towards the stream.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker rests in the river as his cuts and bruises Recall
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker rests in the river as his cuts and bruises disappear
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks around from in the stream to see if therenis anyone else around
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker climbs out of the river and leaves through a doorway
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien stands at the entrance to Sherwood Forest, enjoying the gentle breeze.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker crashes into a tree's upper branches after jumping through the forest and lands in a bloodied heap on the ground.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker stands up keeping his weight on the tree and his good leg. "That hurt." he says as he heals minor cuts and scratches.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker suddenly stops and looks behind him to see Trurien at the edge of the forest. "Well this is embarrising." he gives a pained chuckle.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker seems step behind a tree and dissaplears
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker seems step behind a tree and disappear
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien notices the sudden silence in the forest, and disappears off elsewhere.
T3/r7/2019-05-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Undertaken Anaristos: this is called a hanky-panky interlude...
T3/r7/2019-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker steps through a portal wistling a cheerful song that rings through the meadow like birdsong.
T3/r7/2019-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker walks towards the tree at the center of the clearing before leaping up onto one of it's branches and plucking and plucking a ripe apple from the top.
T3/r7/2019-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker looks around while eating the apple 
T3/r7/2019-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SpiritHiker Finishes the apple and tosses the core into the air before it explodes like a wonderfully scented firework.
T3/r7/2019-05-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wonka: hi
T3/r7/2019-05-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nokti: -10
T3/r7/2019-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rhymes: My name is Rhymes and i'm here to say
T3/r7/2019-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rhymes: that i'll always talk in rhyme on rp, ok?
T3/r7/2019-06-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (object) Daak: r
T3/r7/2019-06-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi is agreeing with that (object) Daak person again...
T3/r7/2019-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft notices the demon out of the corner of his eye and is startled.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft sets up camp and prepares for the journey ahead.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season for evil!
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft begins organizing a few weapons and trinkets as he starts reading the tracks of animals on the ground. The symphony of the cricket song begins to hail the approaching twilight. He places his ear to the ground, closing his eyes.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft: hmm, it seems I'm not alone in this forest,' he says, as he gathers up his weapons and marks one of the nearby trees. 'I should probably set a few traps, just in case.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft sharpens a few arrows on a nearby whetstone and takes out a length of fishing line from his satchel. He then hammers a stick into the nearby foliage and attaches one end of the string to it. Then, going to the marked tree, he grabs a branch and bends it down to hold his camouflaged hemp net in place. He makes sure to cover it with leaves so that they look as if they've fallen in a natural pattern. All of a sudden there's a *SNAP* from the northwest. One of his warning sticks has gone off about fifty yards away.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft quickly analyzes the soil with his hands, and heads off to hunt and investigate whatever made the sound. Moments later, he happens upon a naiad splashing around in a nearby spring. She giggles playfully and carefree, oblivious of the seasoned hunter stalking the woods. "No," he whispers to himself "This isn't who tripped the alarm, whoever it was they were much heavier." He slings his bow onto his back and re-quivers his arrow, continuing along the dense foliage so as not to be noticed.
T3/r7/2019-06-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yamzalal: If it comes naturally to mind,accept your thoughts and follow through with them! it's better to die a happy man than grow old full of regrets!
T3/r7/2019-06-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yamzalal: 'we follow out of free will'.,but honestly speaking following out of fear
T3/r7/2019-06-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: The Yumbo...
T3/r7/2019-07-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: need a couple more for d&d 5e once a week
T3/r7/2019-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: Forsooth! I have insulted this channel! Take that, knave!
T3/r7/2019-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Luc: I do not bite my thumb at thee sir, but I do bite my thumb
T3/r7/2019-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: now you, sir, who talketh of thumb biting... why?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: man should I even go search for the Yumbo again
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: I've never heard of a Yumbo. What is it?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ruhamah: only turned this channel to ask about note 58, what is 5e?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: Dungeons and Dragons, 5th edition.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: Once upon a time, in the seventies
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ruhamah: as in, here on Aard, offline, or another platform?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: Burger king had a hot ham and cheese sandwich on its menu
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: It was called the yumbo
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: we start our adventure in the town of cape calisham.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: I roll to see if I can pick eveyones pockets
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: Braun I'm describing
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: I roll a dexterity saving throw, to try and prevent my pockets from being picked
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Braun rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 10.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: see this is why my note is private
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: ok, you can describe
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Madik: I roll to see if I can catch you trying to pick my pocket
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: this was an experiment
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: stop. She's describing
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: use the *dice <#of dice> <sides>
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Madik: when i detected it, i cast magic missile into your right eye. 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: You wake up and her rustling under your bed. "shut up!" "make me!"
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: What's my wife doing under the bed?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: I get out of bed and check under it
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: Braun is proof why I need another format
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: let the woman finish!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: reltubydoc roll a d20
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Reltubydoc rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 3.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: not much out of the ordinary, guys.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun comforts Reltubydoc.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: reltubydoc goes back to sleep
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: Girls: we can't tell mama what we saw!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: Girls 2: shut up!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: rel role a dice 20
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Reltubydoc rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 14.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: Where am I? Am I one of those girls >.>
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: Braun. I'm trying to sleep.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: no it's part of my campaign I'm building
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun nods.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: more exciting than aard!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: yeah. If Aard was a campaign, it wouldn't be that exciting
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: please continue you two
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: girl 1: ho ho
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: While I'm still behaving myself :P
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: girl 2 is being behind a chest
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: braun make a dex check
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Braun rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 7.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun gasps in astonishment.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: Braun takes 5 points of damage from a moose head
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun is startled and yells, "Eep!"
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: Braun! What's going on?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: log in next time
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: I was attacked by a horde of Meese!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc gazes down at the moose head. 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: no, that just looks like one moose head.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: but we are all half-asleep so none of us are sure
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: That's what they want you to think >.>
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: those moosen are craft creatures... They're conspiring!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: PSSSST! Varrion! Wake up!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion wakes up dazed wondering why relt and braun are staring at a moose head
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc explains that Braun was hit with the moose head.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: don't worry I recruited non trolls
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: He thinks there are more of them
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: I'm certain that are more!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: looks like one moose to me
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: whos the trolls
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: well, that's what I said, but he's not having it
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: the ones hiding under the bed... they couldn't find a bridge to hide under.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: maybe the people under the bed had the moose head the whole time, and threw it at you?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun sits down and thinks deeply. 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc adds the moose head to his inventory.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel gives Braun a Hello Kitty band-aid and lollipop. Maybe you will get one next.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun agrees!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: it might take a healing spell to get that damage restored.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: I want it to be a show here
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: ok.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: lame Braun is an immature imm
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: immature yes, imm no
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: yeah, but what about lame?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: Not for you cupecake :P
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: rp is not cursse!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun watches as the awkward turtle swims by.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: what turtle?! I'm confused!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: The awkward turtle!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: history check 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Reltubydoc rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 1.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: yeah. Have no clue.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: you totally belive me
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: you just failed your history, so now you believe in the awkward turtle being a real historical person.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: figure*
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: rp off
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: oops
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: no. I failed history, so I have no clue about why this awkward turtle is significant 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: >:( I roll persuade...
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Braun rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 20.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: You totally buy that the awkward turtle is a real historical figure!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: y... yeah! Awkward turtle! Woowhoo!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: whatever
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: but what did he/she/x do?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: and don't we have more important things to worry about? There's something under the bed!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: I'm trying to have
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: The awkward turtle is a demi-phantasm that swims through the air during bad poetry recitals, bad pick up line competitions, and that time at school when you farted.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: sure, the awkward turtle is a neat analogy, but what exactly does it have to do with the problem we have right now?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani: Heeeere i go steeeeelin, oh boy how i love steeeeeeaaaaaalinnnn things.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: Stop right there, criminal scum! 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani: how many gwabbles for this paperclip...
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: First of all, you've violated the law. 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani spits in utter disgust!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: also, do you know of anything under the bed that might have thrown a moose head at Braun here?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc points excitedly at Braun!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: It was the meese!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani boggles at the concept.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: Braun! There are no meese!  There's something under the bed that threw the head at you!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani: emote after a short moment dashes off, clearly uninterested.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun: They Mooset have done it!
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani: i nailed that
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani: just nailed it.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lani clutches at his chest and falls over dead.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Braun hands Lani a hammer.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inix: Howls hello.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc flinches in obvious pain... you wonder what he did THIS time.
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: who's there?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: don't take another step forward
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: ok. Inix. Here's the deal. there's something under the bed, that threw a moose head at Braun. The awkward turtle is apparently a historical figure, and Lani's dead 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inix: Oh no, how did Lani die?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inix: Was Lani a moose?
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: no. But he was trying to steal something 
T3/r7/2019-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inix humms quietly to himself.
T3/r7/2019-07-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft clomps in, his hooves pressing against the cobblestones quite noisily. "Ah, my quarry" He bounds over to Tialynia the Triton blacksmith with the grace of a horse and hugtackles her.
T3/r7/2019-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jackmastter: hi
T3/r7/2019-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jackmastter: what is this for
T3/r7/2019-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Super Villain: For me to menace you!
T3/r7/2019-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Failurette Noegel: 5e drop in level 5
T3/r7/2019-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Darkling: Darkling floats in.
T3/r7/2019-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Darkling: He smiles broadly.
T3/r7/2019-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Aylor, where we lay our scene. 
T3/r7/2019-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: you know what? This hath been doneETH to death!
T3/r7/2019-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft clomps in drunkely with his bow in hand. He clearly looks like he's ran a racetrack against other horses but laughs because he's a centaur
T3/r7/2019-09-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yamzalal: my worshippers stopped sacrificing cows to me, I'm starving here
T3/r7/2019-09-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zane: weapon
T3/r7/2019-09-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surfinrat: sword
T3/r7/2019-09-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: mace
T3/r7/2019-09-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Nimwit Bamboo: dildo
T3/r7/2019-09-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surfinrat: Wow
T3/r7/2019-10-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft bounds in and punches a goat in the FACE and then shoots an arrow at the nearest living human being.
T3/r7/2019-10-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Akumo: where is this pathetic Goku?
T3/r7/2019-10-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Akumo hrmphs for no apparent reason.
T3/r7/2019-10-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fiddler: cp
T3/r7/2019-10-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fiddler: mis
T3/r7/2019-10-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morn puts on his robe and wizard hat.
T3/r7/2019-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Forming a Crisalys: off;racetalk off
T3/r7/2019-10-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yakuza: 39 full
T3/r7/2019-10-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yakuza gasps in astonishment.
T3/r7/2019-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Once a shaman chose to walk the world barefoot, which caused her feet to blister a 1000 times over..
T3/r7/2019-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: She ate only bugs and berries which she found in nature, but gave her extremely bad breath..
T3/r7/2019-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: She also withered considerably and became quite weak and frail due to this diet...
T3/r7/2019-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: from then on she was known as the Super Calloused Fragile Mystic Hexed by Halitosis
T3/r7/2019-11-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Incredible Iceman: ?
T3/r7/2019-12-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Macadamien: br
T3/r7/2019-12-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Macadamien: mis
T3/r7/2019-12-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Macadamien: too many channels!!!!
T3/r7/2019-12-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood$c! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season of evil$c!
T3/r7/2019-12-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: Remember the Yumbo.
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: test test
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season of evil$c!
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: yes, yes. It's working, sir. 
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: if my name isn't Reltubydoc Ravioli Godric, it is working
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graoldan: please to meet you working
T3/r7/2019-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reltubydoc: check my title
T3/r7/2019-12-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trurien: Does this stand for Republican Party channel