>pde
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'desecrate' miracle.
>Your deity grants you the power of 'desecrate'.
You kneel down and utter a final prayer to Sathonys and make a cut in your
hand with your black curved dagger. Some trickles of blood fall down to the
ground, which seem to wither and crack at its contact.
Your wounds start to bleed.
tele Rex and MAthias around. First I found Rex alone but the frog appeard shortl
y after
You concentrate on your silvery neck shackle...
<Priests of Sathonys> You: Rex and MAthias around. First I found
Rex alone but the frog appeard shortly after
>l
It's Night.
On the western edge of the Amward Plains.
There are seven obvious exits: north, northeast, east, southeast, south,
west, northwest

>ph here
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'hellrift' miracle.
>Your wounds stopped bleeding.
   It's a clouded autumn night and large parts of the sky are covered.
   A slight wind blows from the west.
Your deity grants you the power of 'hellrift'.
You spread your arms and feel the power twirling as it torns reality apart.
An unholy glowing hellrift forms in front of you.

enter rift

!-- Traveling to Asador...

>slash
It's Night.
At the gates of a city.
There are two obvious exits: east, westup
Two coarse female humans, a narrow-cheeked female human and a well-built
male human.
>e
You travel a short distance east.
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast[r], west, northwestup
> Slightly faded and very slight tracks of a human leading southeast, coming fro
m west.
Two hooded warriors pass by, knocking a beggar into the dirt in their rush.
se
You travel a short distance southeast.
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are four obvious exits: north, east[r], south, northwest[r]
>e
It is cold here.
You shiver.
 Old and very slight tracks of a human leading east, coming from northwest.
You travel a short distance east.
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here and Kaspars.
> Fresh and very slight tracks of a human leading northup, coming from northeast
.
dw
You feel great delight by drinking as much as you can from the well.
>rest
You sit down to rest a while.
>l
Groel tells you in Common: Please, have mercy! I'm starving! Just
one coin!
The thick-armed male human walks in from southeast.
The thick-armed male human shivers.
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here, a thick-armed male human and Kaspars.
>nod slight
You nod slightly.
>appraise kaspars

You study Kaspars carefully.
He is physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
He is extremely alert.
You are much stronger than he is.
You are more dexterous than he is.
You are a bit faster than he is.
You are a bit healthier than he is.
He looks middle-aged for a human.
You know he might die if you fight him.
You know his weight is 67 kg, his volume is about 69 liter and his height is
about 167 cm.
>Kaspars bows silently.
dw
You feel great delight by drinking as much as you can from the well.
>rplague well
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'plague' miracle.
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: plagued meat is outside the
city
The thick-armed male human walks out west.
Your deity grants you the power of 'plague'.
You point at the well and worms stream from your fingertips, engulfing it.
In seconds, the worms have been completely absorbed and disappear.

l
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here and Kaspars.
You whisper coldly in Common: it would be more effective spread
around roads and such
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: I use to do so with mushrooms

>A crow takes off into the air, flapping its wings fast.
i
You feel an intense heat on your forehead.
You are wearing a heavily-ornamented midnight-black robe, a small leather
backpack and a thorny boneshield.
Under that you are wearing a gemmed golden ring, a silvery neck shackle
and a wide leather belt (with one sheath
attached to it).
  You are carrying a green potion, an iron oil-lamp, a skull mask, three
  small flasks of lamp-oil and a tinderbox.
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: I plague all meat and fruits I
can find
smirk
You smirk.
You whisper coldly in Common: not bad, but make sure to spread them
near arborea and elvandar
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: I sent you mail
Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: yes, I received it
>The thick-armed male human walks in from west.
You whisper coldly in Common: but <piii> has been a sinner to our
Lord in the past. He protects Arborea and its citizens
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks out southeast.
You whisper coldly in Common: Protecting life is only allowed in
the purpose of spreading Death more effectively in a future
>l
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here and Kaspars.
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: I don't know if he's still a member
of that... <piii>
>The thick-armed male human walks in from southeast.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: <piii> was speaking something
about some actions that will cause damage to Arborea and Asral
eyebrow
You raise an eyebrow.
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: no , <piii> were
dismissed
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
l
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here, a thick-armed male human and Kaspars.
>nod und
You nod understandingly.
The thick-armed male human walks out northeast.
reply for what I know ICly, both Ducarta and Nogem
You feel you have communed with the deities.
>l
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here and Kaspars.
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: after I and one more left
them
Kaspars smirks silently.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
nod und
You nod understandingly.
>   On this slightly clouded autumn night the stars twinkle brightly.
   Some wind blows from the southeast.
You whisper coldly in Common: if he seeks guidance in HIS Truth, he
shall be welcomed
>l
It's Night.
On a road inside a filthy city.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r]
Some pieces of musk ox meat.
Groel is resting here and Kaspars.
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: besides, few days ago Blizt,
Adanath and some other tshahark went to our castle
You whisper coldly in Common: but if he's not a follower, treat him
as what he is: a peace of meat you can use
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
You ask in Common: Oh? and the result?
>Kaspars shakes his head in disagreement.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: nothing
eyebrow
You raise an eyebrow.
You ask in Common: They didn't enter?
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: I believe they didnt enter our
castle
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars nods.
You nod understandingly.
You whisper coldly in Common: maybe they just came to lure
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: nothing we should worry about
>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: and a bit more about <piii> - I
will try to tell him about HIM and will follow if he turns towards HIM
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Hmmmmm.
You ask in Common: What would you tell <piii> about the Crowned
Skull?
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: I would tell him about HIS power
and way how to praise HIM
Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: Why would he worship HIM?
>The thick-armed male human walks in from northeast.
You whisper coldly in Common: people think we desire a destroyed
world, with no life. How would you argue against that?
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks out northup.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: HE is the one who decides about
life and death
Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from northup.

Hmmmmm.

>   On this slightly clouded autumn night the stars twinkle brightly.
   Some wind blows from the southeast.

Kaspars hisses silently in Common: and HE is showing us pain and
death , so we can understand what life means
Kaspars stinks awfully.
x kaspars
Kaspars is a weatherworn stout male human.
He has scars on his nose, left cheek and right cheek.
He has blue eyes.
He has very long copper hair and a very long copper beard.
He is of normal height and skinny for a human.
He looks fine.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
He is wearing a heavily-ornamented midnight-black robe, a medium leather
backpack and a thorny boneshield.
>The thick-armed male human walks out northeast.
say people think about us like the bringers of the Final Day
Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: people think about us like the
bringers of the Final Day
>say where everyone and everything will die and be destroyed
You whisper coldly in Common: where everyone and everything will
die and be destroyed

>Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: since the old days, HIS Church has
left them think that way, since it's obvious that image makes them fear us
even more

You whisper coldly in Common: and fear is a tool every of HIS
children has to learn how to use

You nod.
You whisper coldly in Common: HE doesn't search for that

Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: opposite as Tanielites, who think
without evil this world would be a paradise, HE understands the meaning of
existence. We are brought into this world with a task

Hmmmmm.

>Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: Death is the last step, and should be
welcomed, knowing we have fulfilled that task. Else we are worthless, and
shall fear that moment
>Kaspars nods silently.
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: We are here to make people learn to
praise that moment, when HE takes their soul gently to devour it

>Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: but we have enemies, fools who will
never be able to fulfill their task
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from northeast.

You whisper coldly in Common: and thus, fear Death, fear the final
moment, try to avoid it and focus their hate on us. We have to focus on our
duty, and even if they don't deserve it, we have to show them the way to HIS
realms
>The garbage on the road smells awfully bad.
   On this slightly clouded autumn night the stars twinkle brightly.
   Some wind blows from the southeast.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: but we should try to teach
them
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You nod.

>The thick-armed male human walks out west.

You whisper coldly in Common: there is always a door opened for
those who think they still can meet Death with joy

>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: and repeat this final moment
until they reach the point when they do not fear anymore
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: sadly, yes, since making them
understand ITS greatness by our words and truths would be more...
educational
>Kaspars agrees thoughtfully.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from west.

You whisper coldly in Common: we have been blessed with the power
to inflict Death on HIS enemies, and thus, we shall use it without
remorse

>stats
_______________________________________________________________________________
__________________________________/ STATS \____________________________________
 Player: Jezz                           Guild: Sathonys Servants
 Email : arrk_comando@hotmail.com       Age  : 152 days 23 hours 37 minutes 5
_______________________________________________________________________________
 EXPERIENCE: You have made no measurable progress since last you checked.
             You are master.
             You are far from advancing to hero
_______________________________________________________________________________
 STATS:

  Strength     : You are far from advancing to forceful Strength.
  Dexterity    : You are very far from advancing to deft Dexterity.
  Agility      : You are very far from advancing to acrobatic Agility.
  Constitution : You are very far from advancing to athletic Constitution.
  Intelligence : You are very close to advancing to brilliant Intelligence.
  Wisdom       : You are very far from advancing to enlightened Wisdom.
  Discipline   : You are halfway to advancing to courageous Discipline.

 Prefs set to STR: 20, DEX: 5, AGI: 15, CON: 20, INT: 10, WIS: 20, DIS: 10
_______________________________________________________________________________
 GOD: You worship Sathonys.  REPUTATION: People think that you are damned.
_______________________________________________________________________________
________________________/ See also: 'vitals' and 'hp' \________________________

>Kaspars stinks awfully.

>Kaspars nods silently.
The thick-armed male human walks out northup.

>Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: people thinking about a destroyed
world in case we win, only makes them fear more that moment
>Kaspars thanks you.
The thick-armed male human walks in from northup.

>Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: and those stupid enough to believe
that lie without coming to ask one of HIS clerics, shall live forever in
that illusion
>The thick-armed male human walks out west.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: so we shall make world free from
fear to die
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You nod.

>The thick-armed male human walks in from west.

You whisper coldly in Common: but we don't want a world full of
berserks
>   On this slightly clouded autumn night the stars twinkle brightly.
   Some wind blows from the southeast.
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: that would our task then. We would
spread Death following HIS desires and pace
>The thick-armed male human walks out northup.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from northup.

You whisper coldly in Common: and, ironically, people would
appreciate their life much more
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks out southeast.
Kaspars nods silently.
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: there would be no beggars, no drunk
people sleeping on the street, since they would know their last moment could
come next, and they would try to take profit of it
>The thick-armed male human walks in from southeast.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars agrees completely.
The thick-armed male human walks out northup.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: and use every moment of their
life

You nod.
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from northup.
Kaspars thinks for a while and nods silently.
Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: to praise HIM and to fulfill their
task, thus making this world perfect, where everyone would help each other
as hard as they could
>The thick-armed male human walks out southeast.

You whisper coldly in Common: there would be no wifes crying for
their husbands, or children crying for their grandmother
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks in from southeast.

You whisper coldly in Common: they would all gather and sing, and
laugh and hug themselves since they'd know their fammilies have been gifted
with the Final Touch
>Kaspars stinks awfully.
The thick-armed male human walks out northeast.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
   On this slightly clouded autumn night the stars twinkle brightly.
   Some wind blows from the southeast.
Kaspars nods.
Kaspars stinks awfully.

Kaspars hisses silently in Common: and all the undeads we rise

>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: they are HIS servants

You whisper coldly in Common: they are guardians of HIS glory
>Kaspars stinks awfully.

You whisper coldly in Common: living beings gifted another period
of time to praise HIM

You whisper coldly in Common: beeing freed of pain and feelings
>Kaspars stinks awfully.

>Kaspars hisses silently in Common: but their soul is with HIM, even
when their bodies are here

You nod.
>Kaspars stinks awfully.

>Kaspars nods slowly.

You whisper coldly in Common: yes, but it should be a honour for
everyone to get their living carcass used as a last wish
>Kaspars stinks awfully.

>Kaspars agrees.
The garbage on the road smells awfully bad.

You whisper coldly in Common: and sometimes, it is known, some
faithful followers have kept their souls even after raised as Undeads

>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: how?

You whisper coldly in Common: which is the only gift I'd ask HIM to
grant me as a humble servant

>Kaspars stinks awfully.
Kaspars hisses silently in Common: they are gifted with another
life then!

>The thick-armed male human walks in from northeast.

You whisper coldly in Common: an eternal life

Kaspars stinks awfully.
You whisper coldly in Common: eternity for HIS glory, what can be
more joyful?
.
You whisper coldly in Common: free of sadness, hunger, pain,
cold...
>The thick-armed male human walks out northup.
Kaspars stinks awfully.
say after a life of emotions, a unlife of power and possibilities

say no god can offer you that

!-- And we continued talking but somehow I can't find more about it ... xD Tadaaaaa!
This makes them sound like the misunderstood good guys :P -Tri
Well, at least now some people might understand why do we think we are the good guys ;) - J