The Word Of The Engraved

[The Elder Eye 101]

A dark night...

Voices of various Graven and mortal followers echo throughout the cities...

"Those who have tasted death and been brought back from it by the Monks, speak no word against the spirits! Your place in this realm has passed just as ours have... Clerics, if you seek to hunt the unliving, the lost souls, hunt your fellow men, for they have no more right to be in this world than us!"

Their voices echo, before they fade into the darkness of night, leaving a strange feeling behind themselves...

[AGP 3169]

William, awaking from his slumber upon his throne after the vacuum cleaner incident, hears ghostie voices. He jumps up from his chair and bats at them, slipping on an empty mug as he does so. He faceplants into his table and breaks it in half, sending decorative aurrum dust flying all over the place. The ghostie in his manor is afflicted by said aurrum dust, shrieking as it leaves. Rather than get up, William simply falls asleep once more. 

[Jonificus 2763]

A graven of the second generation known as The Captain Condemned chuckles "Are ye daft, brethren? It's not the same. Please, go towards the light like we're supposed to do since you don't want the clerics to do their job." The spirit then floats away to continue his duty of helping the dead go into the afterlife.

[Lima 774]

Lori stands oblivious to the fact anyone is immortal because that's stupid.

"What ye' mean!? Te' cloud temple is 'ah temple to drinkin' 'n ale! Every time I walk out there 'ah always got 'ah 'eadache and seem te' lose some memories from 'ow pissed 'ah wus!"

 

He nods his head assertively.

"Cloud temple, good tavern tha'."

All deaths seem to be non-consiquential, his mental disorder very helpful for progressive roleplay because believing or accepting you'rer immortal changes everything way too much in roleplay.

[The Elder Eye 101]

Lori stands oblivious to the fact anyone is immortal because that's stupid.

"What ye' mean!? Te' cloud temple is 'ah temple to drinkin' 'n ale! Every time I walk out there 'ah always got 'ah 'eadache and seem te' lose some memories from 'ow pissed 'ah wus!"

 

He nods his head assertively.

"Cloud temple, good tavern tha'."

All deaths seem to be non-consiquential, his mental disorder very helpful for progressive roleplay because believing or accepting you'rer immortal changes everything way too much in roleplay.

((You're a good roleplayer, Lima.))

[Huh 91]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.