Et Earello Endorenna utulien. Sinome maruvan or Hildinyar teen’ Ambar-metta,
“And as a madman quoted a famous book of his time, the rest of the guild questioned whether their vote went to a good cause, whether the reign that is to come is the rule that they wanted. The reign of The Bright Lord is sure to be remembered, but the members still do not know if it will applauded or condemned.”
Guild leader changed topic to “So, asking for a friend. What are the best “pranks” to punish the guilty?”.
“As the first act of The Bright Lord, he did not deliver a congratulatory speech for winning nor did he thank his voters for their efforts. The first thing he did was mumble a quote from a book, which showed how he felt as the elected guild leader. His follow-up was a guild topic which was, and I quote, “asking for a friend.” At that moment, people knew it was a sign."
Djonni: I like to think of us as an Like, an anarcho-syndicalist constitutional benevolent dictatorship relay race, with the baton being passed from one powerless figurehead dictator to the next! We believe that the legitimacy of our figurehead benevolent dictator comes from the consent of the people, expressed in a constitution we’ve never drawn up but all believe we agree on without ever having actually discussed what it is.
Advice for the dueling arena:
Winners don’t use drugs…. Unless they’re steroids. in which case they use ALL the drugs.
The quickest and most guaranteed way to piss a guard-dog off it by harming/harrassing an innocent. I really advise you to avoid that. It never ends well.
The person who I am writing this to, you know exactly what I am referring about. I am watching you.
Talion Ringsooth — 117th-level adventurer, member of the “The Forsakens Lament” guild, with the motto “I am the One Who Decides.”, stands at the 30th position in the pantheon of Storytellers under the vigilant supervision of the god @The-Bright-Lord. All he ever wanted was a little love and affection.
Talion Ringsooth — 124th-level adventurer, member of the “The Forsakens Lament” guild, with the motto “I am the One Who Decides.”, stands at the 20th position in the pantheon of Storytellers under the vigilant supervision of the god The-Bright-Lord. Even his sandals smell of success.
Doesn’t have to be accurate, unless you intend to compile it and turn it into a biography.
The following is a list of (in my opinion) the best Godville Diary entries:
07:39 PM Wrote down the thousandth word into the holy book, took a deep breath and snapped my numb fingers. Hallelujah, Terrifying One, the great work is done!
11:44 PM Heard someone yelling, ‘Oh God!’ over and over from behind a bush. I wish I were that devout, Omnipotent One.
10:18 PM The best way to communicate with fish is to drop them a line.
09:57 PM Bravely bold Sir Talion Ringsooth, chosen by the Divine The-Bright-Lord.
Behold his sacred maneuver of “frost bite”, which he performs even in sleep. And lo, the back log that he carries is coveted by every merchant far and wide. He who would part the sea of red tape must be of stout heart and questionable wisdom. ’Tis said in Godvillewood that he once drank three barrels dry ere sundown. How he came to join the guild of “The Forsakens Lament” — none living know, and he himself hath long forgotten. Possesses a genuine smile oft mistaken for a fearsome grimace by the unwary. So it is told, so it is sung, so it shall be remembered.
09:36 AM The Legend of Talion Ringsooth, the Noble, faithful servant of The-Bright-Lord the Almighty.
In his noble quests, aided is he by Fang “Vivid”, a mighty closet monster. Far lies his goal — to loosen up some tied ends, no simple task indeed. Oft can he be found among the drunkards and brawlers of clan “The Forsakens Lament”. For reasons unknown to mortal minds, his pouch perpetually contains an unresponsive script. Lo, his most glorious feat — “golden vein” performed through rings of flame. Frequently observed inciting monsters against his foes, yet maintains high regard among surviving friends. Let the scribes rest their quills, for this epic tale has exhausted their inkwells.
10:43 PM Hark! The Deeds of Talion Ringsooth, the Righteous, whose prayers The-Bright-Lord answers with thunder and glory.
The bards of Dessertown sing tales of his deeds, though most be tavern brawls. His character stands firm as northern stone; merciless to the enemies of his deity. Oft can he be found among the drunkards and brawlers of clan “The Forsakens Lament”. His signature art — “powerful sneeze” executed with crossed eyes. A collector of curiosities most peculiar: both unrecognizable monster part and degree of separation. Let us pause our telling here, lest we leave no tales for the morrow.
11:53 PM Bravely bold Sir Talion Ringsooth, champion of the mighty The-Bright-Lord.
The gathering of thieves who prowl by night, known as “The Forsakens Lament”, hath named him brother. He doth greatly favor making rounds of Los Demonos’s alehouses. Most readily does he accept golden bricks from both the willing and the unwilling alike. He hath perfected the art of “thumb blowing” to heights yet unseen by mortal eyes. And lo, the briquette of dry wine that he carries is coveted by every merchant far and wide. A difficult task lies before him — to take leave of all senses. That’s the short of it, though our hero claims there’s more.