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Another awesome day of RP in Bane! I had soooo much fun all day. To start out, as always, Jorokar. Despite him being evil, it was always fun. Urgh, not the best way to leave this for now. Second, of course, is Kalaq again. Ha... Ha... Ha... Confusion, if ever I knew it. But hey, everyone knows Brook...

Troll's Bane ROCKED today. I can't believe it! Anyway, credit time! Jorokar, as always, was purely awesome. Andrew rules, honestly. Dan... What to say about Dantagon. Well, one.. He loves torturing his pages and squires. >_>.... He was hilarious today, all playful and such. Loved it! Saeliah was won...

*Dances happily*

Yes, soooo glad to have Ayla and Joro back... I went over a MONTH without logging on with that elfess... Amazing.

Anyway, definite thanks to Joro. Haven't had that emotional of RP since.. Well... Since Ayla left. :\

They're pathetic. xD

“Prove me wrong” she had said. Prove her wrong. How? How did she want him to prove her wrong? That day upon the island of which they slowly made their way toward had shattered all honest, loving trust she had held for that man. She might have jumped to conclusions, she might have taken things out of...

The chill that was progressively tinting the night wind beat inadvertently against Ayla as she stood to the bow of the ship. Each diminutive draft of wind sent a faint quiver through her as the coolness passed through the little protection of that black tunic bearing the gold emblem of Paleonth. The...

Even those few precious hours of sound, deep sleep could not rid the accumulated exhaustion wrought upon the elfess’ body. She was weary beyond belief and this became apparent as she was slowly stirred awake. As Ayla pushed herself up from the bed, her ever movement seemed almost limp. Barely could ...

All she found herself able to do at that moment was cling to him and let herself cry. Strangely enough, it felt good as her body trembled with silent tears and her hands rested against him. It was as if ‘this’ was what she had needed all along. She needed to just let it all go for a while. As his ha...

The burning heat of fire as it swept forward, the crash of trees as they gave to the tormenting flames, the sickening aroma of ashes and smoke and the sound of metal upon metal mixed with the tortured screams of the fallen. Sensations of prickling burns and fatal lacerations surged through her as s...

When the man’s strong hand found her shoulder, the elfess’s apprehension was unmistakable. Her muscles were tense, trembling vaguely as she was pulled to an abrupt stop by his touch. Without a second thought, Ayla turned to face Jorokar, her bitter gaze finding his. Jaws clenched, Ayla listened to h...

The sound of her name resonating down the corridor, carried by that so familiar voice drew Ayla to an abrupt halt. She stops, frozen in place as she gradually lifts her gaze from their tormented stare to the ground below. For some inexplicable reason, the way he said her name sent a cold chill runni...

Slow, amiable and sweeter than the sweetest wine was his kiss as he responded to that light, teasing brush. The sensation of his lips against hers sent an unexplained yet rapturous tremble down her back. That gentle, tantalizing warmth that was gradually enveloping the woman too reminded her of thos...

For some eerie reason, the sound of his voice as he spoke threatened to send shivers down her spine. This... He was the Jorokar she remembered , not the one she had left. His quiet voice sounded like the Jorokar she had purely loved. But, instead of comforting her, it frightened her. Why? What had c...

I was dead without you. For some inexplicable reason, those words wrenched at her heart. She recalled doubting the man. Her trust had been frayed so much with the tension between them on Gobiath. She had honestly thought of simply dropping all ties to the island, drop all things to do with him, the ...

Out of instinct, Arandil tensed as the man moved toward Ayla, teeth gritting. He didn't trust this man at all, and the fact that he had asked for Ayla of all people irritated Arandil beyond what he would have believed. Moving quickly, one of his hands flew to the thin sword at his side, ready to uns...

Again, the elves did nothing but ignore the man's demands, continuing their forceful jaunt to the prison. The 'captain', of who led the small little three-man procession, walked forward in a stiff manner, irritation flicking over his face as again the human avoided his question. All the hopeless foo...

Ehh...

First off.. *Didn't think that this was more a personal comp problem, not worth bothering Illa staff on*

Second off.. *Loves PO Oger for helping her out*

Yeah, thanks to people smarter than I, I was able to figure it out and get Illa back up and running. Woo!

Alright, this... I don't get... Just a few days ago, my computer was working absolutely fine. Illa was fast, smooth, great.. Then, just the other day, my computer suffered the horrid "BSOD". Disaster, yes. Anyway, being as the hard drive was completely corrupted, I had to clear it and rein...

As the elves forced the man roughly towards the just slightly opened gate, it would seem that his stuttering reply meant nothing to them. The taller, larger elf gave no note of recognizing the name 'Ayla' as he directed the man and his captor towards the wall. In fact, the only note of either of the...

The slowly rising mid-day sun again found the quiet elfess in one of many watchtowers, this time to the south. As she rested against the edge of the wall, she closed her eyes to allow a cold, ash-choked breeze to hit her fully in the face. Even with all the disaster about her, for once there seemed ...

Her eyes fluttered closed as the prick of a heated needle sent waves of diminutive pain running across her back. It hurt. Gods be damned, it hurt. But for some reason, the pain comforted her. It let her know that she was still alive. Leaning forward, Ayla clutched the stained tunic to her chest, win...

True, I pulled my own character out of the current quest, so I really don't have much to say. I really don't have much room to talk, do I? Anyway, true, there is the Lich-Sword quest.. I suppose some just aren't satisfied with the involvement? Currently, what with being IG with other various charact...

Heh, thanks for correcting me. As to the ideas, Juniper's there sounds pretty good. Fun, and not just the typical quest that usually only plays out for one group of people. I could name some role for probably every 'sort' of character out there if there was some big war going on. And besides, our ni...

Despite hating this thought, I may vaguely agree. Illarion has become dull, even though I still personally think it's one of the most addicting games. But, the problem is, it's harder and harder to get involved in things. Big, involving quests are apparently rare. The only way to have true fun is if...

When the boat had moored within the docks of a large island, the surroundings had been almost too quiet. The eerie silence surrounding the boat, only broken by the wash of waves against the shore, was enough to fray her nerves. One wouldn’t think that a war was breaking out over the forested hills. ...

(( Closed RP... )) All she could really remember as she trekked through the grounds was that it was cold, bitingly cold, to the point that her hands were numb to any sensation of touch. Yet, she had this underlying sense that it wasn’t the weather causing this slow spreading of numbness. The air re...

Ahh, yes, everyone at that scene was fantastic. It's been a long time since I've had that much drama in a single moment. Special props to Jorokar, of course, for giving me every opportunity to play a character in hysterics. I loved it! *Edit: Oh, and our special 'councellor' as well. ^_^ Wouldn't ha...

*Literally bursted out laughing when she saw that*

Omg.....! That's HILARIOUS!


Wait....

What were you doing looking up porn-star orcs in the first place..?

*Looks around suspiciously before picking up the phone and dialing 1-888-I-wanna-be-a-criminal*

*Listens boredly to the sketchy recording*

*Presses 6*

She had noticed it, as if it had been lit up with some sort of spotlight. As Ayla’s gaze rested on Jorokar, she could see his restlessness, see that it wasn’t just ‘her’ that felt the tension. And this realization made her very uneasy. She lets her gaze shift to the floor for a moment, a frown on h...

She was reluctant to once again open her eyes, hesitating for a moment as the man’s voice meets her ears once again. She considered for a moment not to even bother looking to him, but for some reason, that didn’t seem ‘polite’. Lifting her head slowly and opening her eyes, Ayla watches the flames o...