The reactors we have installed are created for such a purpose.
*Chuckles*
Are they still messing around in that illusion? Hilarious.
The power of the Winds uplift us all! As they gather and build we shall soon see how great it is. Then our suppliants will know that we are indeed the brethren of the Winds.
Then the nachos...er...offerings will flow, and the fate of the kobold averted.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KKKKKKKKKK!
Continues the elaborate moving of wings that directs the wings to and through the sanctuary.
*Chuckles*
Are they still messing around in that illusion? Hilarious.
No but reversing it was easy
The collective has been observing species 1444 reaction as they interacting with the reversed Illusion fieldIt has been enlightening
Ooo...something was easy, and something was reversed...caw-caw-caw...
The winds build to a mighty pitch.
The moment is approaching! Gather brethren and lend your aid!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWK!
Power generation up 22.357%
The ChickenMind stands ready at your side Alderyk!
AWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!
Chirp?
Power generation up 22.357%
Methane harvesting is also up 31.7450%.
*sets up another round of maragarits makeing sure the each has a worm*
"This ronud is on the Jack's, I stole their credit card so the round after is on them too".
Mining has increased 1544.987345621% as well
Well done, Tequila Mockingbird! All this calling and controlling is thirsty work!
Drinks margaritas with one claw while standing on the other and keeping at the Winds with his wings.
*sets up another round of maragarits makeing sure the each has a worm*
"This ronud is on the Jack's, I stole their credit card so the round after is on them too".
*snatches credit card*
If you wanted margaritas all you had to do was ask. No need to steal.*tucks credit card into bikini*
*Dives into the bikini and pretends to look for the credit card.*
*Dives into the bikini and pretends to look for the credit card.*
Hey! Ow! Get out of there you filthy bird!
*bats him away forcefully*Hmph. Well I was going to order another round of margaritas for you guys, but I'm certainly not going to do that now.
*stomps off*
What do you expect from a bird named "Tequila"?
Blow Winds, blow!
RAWK!
To make up for it, you can consult the Winds sometime for free, Lynora-Jill.
What do you expect from a bird named "Tequila"?
Blow Winds, blow!
RAWK!
To make up for it, you can consult the Winds sometime for free, Lynora-Jill.
Have you consulted the Winds for the Jacks yet? You did mention possible treachery headed for the Jacks.
Come to me O Winds! Tell me your secrets! Reveal the faces of Fate toward the Jacks!
The Winds rush in on the ancient fowl man as he closes his eyes and focuses on the Winds blowing upon him. Finally, he drops his wings and turns to the Jack, the Winds dying down in their immediate vicinity, but continuing to blow in the background throughout the shrine.
Know this, O Jacks: New cults arising to compete with you shall fail, for your place is established as the mountains upon which the winds blow, but never move. There are, however, old enemies that are resurging, and of them the Jacks should show no tolerance, but crush them. They seek not to establish, but to infiltrate and tear down: be on the watch for them. I know not whether they are to be beaten by wits, by might, or by both, so let the Jacks take heed. Some who seem to be your enemies merely seem such because they are torn between attraction, envy, and resentment. With your chieftain often away, it is a time for the Jacks to rally to their house in constancy and unity. It is a time for strength and not for dissipation. Be not overly aggressive: if the Jacks war with all threads, they will spark united opposition. Decide who are your friends, who are your enemies, and who are your mortal enemies. Thus is the wisdom I divine from the Winds.
The bird looks visibly aged and weakened, yet, he turns back to the Winds and continues his ministration.
Come to me O Winds! Tell me your secrets! Reveal the faces of Fate toward the Jacks!
The Winds rush in on the ancient fowl man as he closes his eyes and focuses on the Winds blowing upon him. Finally, he drops his wings and turns to the Jack, the Winds dying down in their immediate vicinity, but continuing to blow in the background throughout the shrine.
Know this, O Jacks: New cults arising to compete with you shall fail, for your place is established as the mountains upon which the winds blow, but never move. There are, however, old enemies that are resurging, and of them the Jacks should show no tolerance, but crush them. They seek not to establish, but to infiltrate and tear down: be on the watch for them. I know not whether they are to be beaten by wits, by might, or by both, so let the Jacks take heed. Some who seem to be your enemies merely seem such because they are torn between attraction, envy, and resentment. With your chieftain often away, it is a time for the Jacks to rally to their house in constancy and unity. It is a time for strength and not for dissipation. Be not overly aggressive: if the Jacks war with all threads, they will spark united opposition. Decide who are your friends, who are your enemies, and who are your mortal enemies. Thus is the wisdom I divine from the Winds.
The bird looks visibly aged and weakened, yet, he turns back to the Winds and continues his ministration.
Thank you for your wisdom Old One.
I have a package here for a Tequila Mockingbird.
Inside the package is a bottle of Jose Cuervo.
Hang in there, brethren! Do not flag or grow weary in our Windy Vigil.
RAWK!
Glides over the high peaks
BRWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!
*pant* My wings are tired! *wheeze*
The Winds roar across the boards, rushing their way to the Place of the Winds. There they join with Winds from the far reaches of the world, nay, of the cosmos. Winds long sundered are joined. Swirling, driving, mounting, shaking everything in their paths, the power of the Winds are clearly building to a might crescendo.
The Winds roar across the boards, rushing their way to the Place of the Winds. There they join with Winds from the far reaches of the world, nay, of the cosmos. Winds long sundered are joined. Swirling, driving, mounting, shaking everything in their paths, the power of the Winds are clearly building to a might crescendo.
Suddenly, mist curls around the body, and the shape of a raven begins to appear...
I would like to point out that the megapop made a protection from strippers spell.
That's just wrong
I would like to point out that the megapop made a protection from strippers spell.
That's just wrong
*Cheers*
oh you just wait
Do pigeons and flying insects count?
Any avian is welcome! Join the flock of counsel!
GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Any avian is welcome! Join the flock of counsel!
GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And Mosquitos?
Pigeons, yes! Insects...are food (and not even the preferred food.)
RAWK!
Brethren, the Winds are bringing forth their work! Behold, a shadowy form emerges! Our calls have been heeded! Behold!
Mmmmm.....roadkill.
Calling into the inner darkness of the Windy sanctuary, the ancient king calls,
Jay Frogskin, come forth!
Undoubtedly we need more nachos, brother. But first let us discover what the Winds hath wrought.
RAWK!
*The mist fades, and hovering nervously is a small raven. He looks at his body, aghast*
What the...why am I in my old form? I'm a seagull!
Demon lord pops in Don't mind me I just came to collect some wind
Gathers some in a bottle and leaves
Rawk! You must accept the wisdom of the Winds, Jay Frogskin...they have looked into your soul and judged you a raven. Welcome to our shrine, noble trickster!
Rawk!
Feed him!
Demon lord pops in Don't mind me I just came to collect some wind
Gathers some in a bottle and leaves
STOP HIM!!! He's trying to stop the Protection From Strippers spell!!! I can't afford to have so much of my time wasted replacing the spell!
He must be grabbing stuff from each main thread. His only next stop can be: The Untitled! The most powerful thread on the Board, even reborn! I will be right back to explain!!!*Teleports*
Bzzzzzzzz.
*Flies in, collects blood sample from Kobold Cleaver, then leaves.*
Huh...I'm not sure even birdmen want protection from strippers...but good luck, KC. The Place of the Winds and its Brethren support your patronage.
Thank you, thief. Come back for a consultation some time...with nachos. Puts crystal in the treasury, which is well-protected by wards, in the inner safe with its anti-magic field.
My mother was a harpy. Does that count for membership?
It's a small world! Rawk! My ex was a harpy...
So how is ol Pazuzu? Just keep in mind, we don't get into any interdivine feuds here. We're just all about the knowledge, the Winds, the integrity of the shrine, and the offerings...esp. the offerings.
My gift to you Neckless of stripper summoning III
Ive slept with a harpy does that count?
Gee, this is awkward...but she told me it didn't count.
Why the gifts, tribble? Just leave it in the illusionary dimension for the borg. They need all the help they can get.
Nah I came to your illusion easier that way. They are well no fun and where does it say a Demon lord can't hand out gifts
Nah I came to your illusion easier that way. They are well no fun and where does it say a Demon lord can't hand out gifts
Right where it says that Demon Lords will only give gifts if it benefits them in some way, such as getting souls.
*Pipes up a Sending of the skull angrily*
Rawk! Precisely. Beware so-called Demon Lords bearing gifts...and tribbles are never a gift.