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Aurora wrote:...

oh, and not to forget the short encounter with my special long time friend Rankor ... making Aurora shiver and shake even after such a long time again

Aaah, I almost thought I was forgotten there! Thank you very much Sandy .

Seemed like a fun mass.

I found Moshran very forgiving, he even resurrected one of my characters. . Perhaps he had gained much favour to him in his lifetime.

You guys know it would've been much more exciting if you guys organised this thing someplace else, secretly pm'ing one of the gm's to help you, that way when you invade at prime time, there will be a real surprise, and not a whole town of coincedentially fully-armed guards, it will also be much funn...

Beautiful drawings Konrad, great job ^_^

So, I did some work, mostly on the items section and mostly in German. There wasn't much in the beginning, so I completely reworked the chaotic structure using Estralis reference article ("helmets") as a guide and copied every piece of the existing information in the new form, so nothing ...

Adding all nesscary information to the Treasure Map article and added some information to the mining article.

EDIT: And removed useless crap idiots put on many articles.

2nd EDIT: Created account called "Rankor"

I really liked Merri, the big elf, the lady elf and Arian, hilarious stuff.

Hey, great to see all the welcomes! Oh, and if any of you know Rankor, if you don't mind, it would be great if you could #i when you come next to me, as I have lost all my names, but if you're supposed to know Rankor without him knowing you, then it's alright. Just a notice so I don't say it in OOC ...

I remember your name, weren't you like a powergaming guard? X>D

Yer, surprise, surprise. #me brandishes axe.

Hail all faring for distant lands, Rankor Deathronk, slayer of good, the thief of Trolls Bane, great artist of escape and warrior of the night is back! Mwahahahah!

*echo*
*echo*
*echo*

*fades away*

"...Hide the children, the streets of Trolls Bane are no longer safe..."

Ur, bloody hell! Just half a year ago, this man... Cromwell, was nothing more than a measly drunk and a lesser guard. And now, see citizens of Trolls Bane! This is what flattery and seduction gets you!

~Rankor Deathronk

Yup, the server IS down unfortunately.

There's one more problem with Illa that the developers/gms/admins/directors have nothing to do with: The RP

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Some people just simply refuse to do it right.

(( Sorry for the late post )) Rankor looked up from his chair, momentarily stopping his tapping, he showed no sign of acknowledgement as she entered, or even when she talked to him with a slight smile, for Rankor could barely remember where he saw the face before... So many faces... Too many people....

Death... Death can take many forms, of course, one of them was said to be Rankor. His hair now reached down to his neck, not in a wavy fashion though, as they were quite oily and greasy, a grizzled beard was upon his chin, apparently unshaven and uncut, like his hair. His eyes were a dark brown col...

Rankor snorted at the leaving of Haniel and Lianna, "What a pity... That some people are still scared. Of course such people are not worth bothering with." He smirked... His gaze lingering on Lianna for a few more moments before looking at Mark just to catch his gaze a Kamilar, and mouthle...

Rankor smirked at the reaction between the three, Markous looked at him momentarily, then he glanced all three of his friends and said something in a faint voice, then returned talking normally. Finding his taunt failed, Rankor's smirk twitched slightly, but it returned soon enough, as he found that...

Korm Kormsen wrote:i allways knew, that most dwarves are psycos...

must be the bad air, having their heads near other peoples gas escapes...

Best jobe you've ever made old man!

The sound of fierece and steady but quick chopping is heard of the far outskirts of Greenbriar Rankor maintained his heaving chopping, three butchered apple trees already lay in his wake. His muscles flexing, vains popping out of his arms at every swing, he heaved, once, twice, thrice and a fourth....

Lance Thunnigan wrote:

Gildon wrote:Uhm yeah... Saying the truth has gotten me in trouble once too many, hm?

You're a dick.
But it's alright. I forgive you.

I hadn't asked for forgiveness, but thanks for the offer, I might take it in the future, eh?

Uhm yeah... Saying the truth has gotten me in trouble once too many, hm?

EDIT: For MY entertainment? I tagged along because I thought this would be an interesting quest, not a half-assed "follow the mage" quest.

I was there, it was as shitty as usual, it all centered around one character, and everyone was kissing his ass, following him in a zig-zag line across the desert.

Rumour has it that Rankor left the tavern after attempting to break the record of continous beers, he got up to 10 mugs and gave up, doozily walking of the tavern, he slipped on a puddle and smashed his head in the concrete, so the witnesses say... They all left him in the puddle unconcious due to h...

Hi! 'Insert random old player or GM' 'Insert sucking up to his RP in hope of getting something in return'

Pfft...

Shouldn't molotovs be able to and have a higher chance to burn something rather than campfires?

Actually, Martin and Vilarion mixed up ooc. and ig., when they burned down Samantha's house because they didn't like Patric, or at least thought, that PATRIC would need to be tought a lesson :wink: You are willing to start the flame again ? Writing this private presumptions ? What a bullshit.... On...

I personally don't care about the wipe, Rankor doesn't need any items to annoy people.

Rankor grunts, kicking open his depot, staring into it after finding it quite empty for a good minute... Then slowly walks away with a small tut, "They have turned on me once more"

The Returner wrote:

Fooser wrote:Yeah returner, go away, don't come back, I dont like you!!!!

But I like you...

... Too bad