QUOTES FROM
SAPIENCE




(House Alexandrian): Aikou says, "The family out fishing?"
(House Alexandrian): Javilynn says, "Actually, I'm annoying Shallam."
(House Alexandrian): You say, "Jes' delayin' a medical examination."
(House Alexandrian): Stolkin says, "Still trying to talk Geri out of dissecting members of the family. I've grounded him in the Council Chamber."

(Cyrene): Tasleus says, "Erm. Awkward way to ask that. Let's see. Who is a decent forestal nowadays? I normally buy from Dalara, but she's my sister, so I have to."

Rinzai and Lane has defeated Rinzai and Lane in combat within Ainghaeal's Nest!

(Cyrene): You say, "Good mornin', dear Cyrene!"
(Cyrene): Verrucht says, "Oh no."
(Cyrene): Verrucht says, "I mean, greetings!"

(House Alexandrian): Stolkin says, "Only Geri could take a nap down the graveyard AND level whilst he's asleep."

(House Alexandrian): Vhydra says, "Murdering you may be cute, but you forced me to say I wouldn't do that in our vows."

(TnT's Family and Friends): Vhydra says, "Geri, I appreciate the gesture... but did you have to send an over-sized thong when I'm talking to my dad and his fiance?!"

(TnT's Family and Friends): Liliana says, "Geri = Organised Chaos."

(TnT's Family and Friends): You say, "I love how my mere presence strikes concern intae the hearts of those fully capable of kickin' my ass."

Pharue embroiders dragon-sized thong panties of black silk with the words, "<3"

(Rosi's Rubicund Room): Reznik says, "I've got a cage in my basement with your name on it, Geriand."

Gnaeus Lionheart, the Tarnished Silver Tongue says to you, "Down girl."

Stolkin raises his hand to his mouth and titters girlishly.

(House Alexandrian): You say, "Well, when I say 'minor fatality', I mean' more 'bein' stuck in the middle of the Northenmos' frozen wastes of the world, with no caloric salve or mendin' or any traditional healin' paraphernalia, whils' havin' the faeces kicked ou' of by a disgruntled egg-protector'."

Aerek tells you, "Sometimes I shudder to think of you as Runelord."

Aikou tells you, "I love you brother, you're like the gay friend I want to keep in my pocket to tell me what to say and do."

Captain Vhydra Tu'Vriel says, "... You defy all laws of nature."

(The Great Horde): Vhydra says, "Its times like these that make me wonder how someone like Geriand manages survival."

(TnT's Family and Friends): Liliana says, "Geri, the quintessence of non-busy hands and the devil's workshop."

All reality shudders as the voice of Clementius, the Weaver thunders across the land, "No, Geriand, I do not wish all these miscreants made into a pie. I can hardly imagine how sour and bitter it would taste. The image of them being hand-blended is rather gratifying though. Thank you."

Words resonate back to you through the wormhole: Myrridhin says, "Stoppit."
Words resonate back to you through the wormhole: Alascia says, "Okay."
Words resonate back to you through the wormhole: Myrridhin says, "Sadface."
Words resonate back to you through the wormhole: Alascia says, "Happyface."

(Cyrene): Goryllin says, "Well, I thought the sky was falling at first when a shard hit me on the head, but it was merely a raja thinking he could fly and learning the sad truth with the crown of his head against the ground."
(Cyrene): Goryllin says, "Thus all is well, for all but Geriand."
(Cyrene): Farro says, "I remember one of Apolliona's prophecies about a Raja falling from the sky."
(Cyrene): Goryllin says, "I would be afraid for the damage, but with the fact that he just tried to imitate an atavian while being a rajamalan, I think the damage might have already been done in the past."

Weary of his misbehaviour in Minia, a pair of irate ogres has given Varys a painful lesson in manners.

A stone anthill exudes a quiet confidence.

Achimenius has been slain by the might of a pulsing artery.

A taryen man snickers at you.
You reach over and spank a taryen man firmly on the bum.
A taryen man walks stiffly to the northwest.

A bellydancer dances delightfully.

You dream of supreme power and world domination.

Cyrenian Artisan, Geriand Alexandrian (male Rajamala)
You are level 74 (Unearthly) and 11% of the way to the next level.
Health: 3260/3260 Mana: 4074/4074
Endurance: 15200/15200 Willpower: 17420/17420
Strength: 11 Dexterity: 16 Constitution: 12 Intelligence: 14
You are ranked 1195th in Achaea.
You are not known for acts of infamy.
You stand tall as a proud citizen of Cyrene.
You are at the rank of 'Citizen' (1) in your city.
You are a proud member of Cyrene's military.
You are a full member in the Runewarden class.
You are a Forestwalker in the Fellowship of Explorers.
You are a member of the clan called 'Firerose.'
You are a member of the clan called 'Rosi's Rubicund Room.'
You are a member of the clan called 'TnT's Family and Friends.'
You are a member of the clan called 'United Union of Crafters.'
You are a member of the clan called 'House Alexandrian.'
You are a member of the clan called 'Cyrenian Rogues.'
You are Angelic.
You are able to take on proteges.
You are 116 years old, having been born on the 24th of Scarlatan, 413 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.

(Cyrene): Lekna says, "What is falling to your knees in worship a symptom of?"
(Cyrene): Kwishin says, "Excess religious zeal?"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Collect your chickens, gather your geese, muster your mallards, and assemble your alliterations, for an egghunt will commence in one sixth of a day!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Cities against cities is the order of business. Rogues may scramble as they like, and perhaps wonder if their lives might hold more meaning if they had anywhere to call home. Filthy layabouts."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "No, Nivix, the upcoming egghunt will be a non-violent one. Anyone asking what the point in such a pacifistic egg-xercise may be can keep their opinions to themselves, or I'll clobber them across the head."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "No need to remain cooped, time to get cracking! Which city will triumph ova the others?"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "With the deft touch of a farmer's daughter, and rosy cheeks to match, Rinzai wrests an early lead from Khar and Osek."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "But individual scores mean little today, and Eleusis commands the score board, far ahead of the other cities!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Like so many colourful eggs juggled in the hands of one of those wonderfully talented Carnivalis fools, Azzad, Rinzai, and Estine form a trio of Cyrenian prowess at the apogee of the arc!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Eleusis remains firmly entrenched in the city standings, though, the only scores that matter in this city against city egghunt, with just under half a day remaining."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Cyrene continues to triumph in the individual standings. Eleusis, through strength of numbers, continues to dominate overall. And this announcer continues to smother his running commentary in an eggs-orbitant lay-er of deviled-ish wordplay."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Which of these will be the first to break? Who will be unable to maintain their incredible performance? Who will triumph? Approaching the final third of this contest, we will soon find out!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Cavorting madly about the realm, Ashtan, Hashan, and Mhaldor vie for last place, as Eleusis, learning well from their totemic squirrel, hugs an impending victory tightly to their communal breast!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Proving no mere flash in the pan, Eleusis maintains a nigh-unassailable lead as the egghunt enters its final moments."

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "There you have it! Triumph to the green gatherers, the forestal fowl-filchers, the nemorous nest-nickers, Eleusis!"

Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "Commendable but forgettable, Cyrene comes a clear second, and Shallam trails in third place, nevertheless triumphing over those other three cities."

(Cyrene): You say, "I have some rather nice brown stockings I designed fer myself, some time ago?"
(Cyrene): Lisbethae says, "And quite the legs to show them off, I hear."

(Market): You say, "Seekin' well-tae-do husband fer lovely Cyrenian Siren. Ale-lovers and goblin-haters preferred."
(Market): Alban says, "You are a bit hairier than I like my sirens normally, but ok."

(A little while later...)

You tell Sir Ariye Alban Stormcrow, "Pah! I'm sure ye're very well endowed, mister nice Vizier Sir."
Alban tells you, "I am sure you are! A bit too well endowed for a Siren..."

(TnT's Family and Friends): Liliana says, "I played chess with Geri, he had yet to find his family, and he was a skirt chaser. One year later he was engaged to be married and had been bloodlined."
(TnT's Family and Friends): You say, "Now I'm re-engaged fer the fifth time, wearin' skirts, and chasin' trousers."
(TnT's Family and Friends): Azzad says, "Wow what did you do to him with that chess game?"

(Rosi's Rubicund Room): Rosirine says, "I don't show my oviduct off!"
(Rosi's Rubicund Room): Verrucht says, "How lewd."