Thryzn

As for being a pet clan, I haven't seen anything to indicate it. Their mounts suck. War beetles and inix are way better for travel

Sigh. Back to the logs it is. Also if you could access the Utep Sun King board you'd literally see a report on this. Y'all really still don't get it. Kitanius was Shalooonsh. Shalooonsh made and staffed the Bashurit. His character then "discovered" the Bashurit and became one of their strongest allies out of no where. He then encouraged/practically hired them to attack Tuluk. Then staff had Tuluk march out with about four PCs and die immediately against 12 PCs and four Bashurit cavalry units no doubt given to them by Shalooonsh.

I'll post logs when I have the time to comb through again. Sigh.

I've literally backed up everything I've said this far.

Also you might want to reconsider just blindly shooting out misinformation. First you're like he absolutely wasn't a scorc. Then I'm like well there's logs. Then you're like well he didn't hire the thryzen. Kind of seems like you're the one conjecturing here based on heresay and personal experience.

Don't know why you're so invested in trying to defend staff that we're cheating and harassing their player base at every turn.

Here's a good one for you.  I highly advise reading until the end where Kitanius begins thinking about fucking Bashurit - and no I'm not even kidding.


The Bashurit were literally making visits to Allanak as they began to prepare to help attack Tuluk on behalf.  So Shalooonsh again, created this clan, set them up, and then became their best pals ever.  I want to say this log was a day or two before my character was killed.  I'm going to also bold where my character said her strategy was to run intelligence (before staff forced her to go die to ridiculous odds to Shalooonsh's clan.  Masterless, Thryzn both fall into indies which he and Katima were running.  If you can seriously look at this and not think there is some major cheese and cheating I don't know what to tell you.  I have other logs of Kitanius and the Thyrzn speaking as they position themselves to attack Tuluk but that will take more time to find and go through and I'd like to go eat my lunch.  Thanks.


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The seasoned, keg-bellied man sends a telepathic message to the rakish, shadow-tressed man:

"Please do reach out to Siskar for me and let him know that I mean no disrespect. I will find his mind at my earliest opportunity."

The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the seasoned, keg-bellied man:

"Absolutely will. Get me that security when you can, and let me know if you need /anything./ You know I'll move everything about for you."

<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man dissolves his psychic contact. >>

<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man contacts the frail, blue thryzn with the Way. >>

The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the frail, blue thryzn:

"He specifically said to let you know he means no disrespect, and will reach out when he can."

<< A foreign presence contacts the rakish, shadow-tressed man with the Way. >>

The frail, blue thryzn sends a telepathic message to the rakish, shadow-tressed man:

"Strength. Of course, Lord Chronicler. None taken. There are many things occurring at once and they must all be attended. Should we make preparations to visit you today?"

The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the frail, blue thryzn:

"Yes, I'm as free as I'll be, I expect."

The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the frail, blue thryzn:

"And I am actually rather close by to the western gates, the one with the grand steel dragon?"

The frail, blue thryzn sends a telepathic message to the rakish, shadow-tressed man:

"I am familiar with it. We are packing up and will depart shortly."


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Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat says., in southern-accented sirihish:

"I would love that, to have your people walking in, or even living on our streets? I would greatly like to see that."


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At your table, the grim, moon-pale elf says in sirihish, speaking on as his eyes rise skyward:

"The Byn camp with them, they have some tribal elf acting as a scout for them. Apparently they dawn a sandsilk cloak..."

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat says., in southern-accented sirihish:

"That is for your people, my --- old drawings of Asvoria and some fallen. I thought I had done Sakla, but unfortunately I must have done it in a different book."

Over the Way: A female voice says., in ancient, guttural-accented sirihish:

"I believe Asvoria in particular will be most delighted to see these. Thank you."

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat asks., in southern-accented sirihish:

"All the writing I do of your people is done with a quill Sakla pulled from her own head. Good, of course, it's been wonderful to meet the both of you. We'll visit again in less stressful times?"

Massaging her callused hands, you stop using your dusty pair of crimson-stitched suede gloves, revealing a sunburst superimposed over a seven-pronged star. suede gloves, revealing a sunburst superimposed over a seven-pronged star.

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat says., in southern-accented sirihish:

"And now that I know you can come so close, the next time you need cloth I don't have to spend weeks arranging things! I can just bring it out to you."

Over the Way: A female voice says., in ancient, guttural-accented sirihish:

"War is the best of times... but... less busy times, certainly."

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat asks., in southern-accented sirihish:

"Ha! Indeed. Safe ride, my friends. And Strength to the People, always. Can you way me when you get home?"

Over the Way: A female voice says., in ancient, guttural-accented sirihish:

"Thank you for your time and assistance. I can do that, certainly. Strength to Allanak."

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat says., in southern-accented sirihish:

"Strength to the People. Strength to the south."

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The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the frail, blue thryzn:

"Strength to the People. Just checking in, my friend. The ride goes well?"

<< A foreign presence contacts the rakish, shadow-tressed man with the Way. >>

The slim, dark-haired young woman says, in sirihish:

"House Salarr."

The frail, blue thryzn sends a telepathic message to the rakish, shadow-tressed man:

"Strength to Allanak. We are heading into gith territory, which is never more than a nuisance, but then we will be home."

At your table, you say in sirihish:At your table, you say in sirihish:

"I went to fortify the camp last week. Faithful Lady Jula returned to take point, while I work intelligence out of the Pyramid."

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<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man feels two eyeball sized copper nuggets rolling around in his hand as he stares off. >>

<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man feels himself wondering what it'd be like to fuck a bashurit. >>



Over the Way: The rakish, shadow-tressed man thinks:

"No."


120/115/109/144 - Scan * Listen120/115/109/144 - Scan * ListenYou close the trapdoor.120/115/109/144 - Scan * ListenYou close the trapdoor.


120/115/109/144 - Scan * Listenlock trapdoor
You search through a crimson leather key-wallet, looking for the key.


120/115/109/144 - Scan * Listen120/115/109/144 - Scan * Listen

<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man feels disgust. >>

Over the Way: The rakish, shadow-tressed man thinks:

"No, fuck, what the..."

<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man feels like something's wrong with him, what the fuck. >>

The frail, blue thryzn sends a telepathic message to the rakish, shadow-tressed man:

"We have returned home and left a trail of bodies in our wake, as is our custom. Strength to Allanak."

Over the Way: The figure in a hooded, silvery damask silk trenchcoat says., in southern-accented sirihish:

"How the hell did I not notice it before a northerner pointed it out."


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<< The rakish, shadow-tressed man dissolves his psychic contact. >>

The rakish, shadow-tressed man sends a telepathic message to the frail, blue thryzn:

"Delightful, Artificer. Hopefully when next we meet it can be in the comfort of my wagon, and we can enjoy some drink."


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Seriously read these logs with the casual access to copper for this staff pc, with the creepy Bashurit sex talks, with the fact that they're such buddies they're waying each other all the way home and tell me you can't see that this is so beyond indicative of this staff avatar running rampant and massaging the narrative of the entire game. Meanwhile, all of the staff that allowed this with the exception of Halaster are still around. Everyone was chill with this.  A noble and his best buddies... desert mutants and a built in advantageous alliance.

lol enjoy your lack of reading comprehension the taste of boots on your tongue, keep engaging in an online rape culture - edgy

Also... us?  You realize the games not real bro

I can't believe that yet another "ooc chatter is bad and Discord should go away" person has Discord DMs open to "set up playtimes"

To be perfectly fair I don't think it was malicious on most of the staff's part or the PC's part.  I do think that Shalooonsh did what he does best which is subtly tweak things to the point that he just about evades blame.  He loaded up FOUR cavalry units when there were already 12 maxed baddies.  On top of that, I do think the other staff are culpable for laughably calling this a "resource pc" when what it was, was a documented sex pest and meta gamer allowed to run rampant.  The entire narrative was being pushed around by staff.  I literally just want them to take accountability and say that they don't condone abuse or bigotry and that the OOC community should be a safe space for the players.  Admit this was all poor form, and that staff have abused their power and want to do better.  But that seems far too difficult to manage, apparently.

Okay, first off, THERE WASNT FOUR CAVALRY UNITS.

We had the -same- number of units YOU had!

The Masterless outnumbered everyone, greatly. It's an incredibly powerful player made clan.

Nobody was fucking tweaked. You're literally lying through your teeth here. I welcome the 13, not including me who was THERE, to step up and help denounce this BS.

Nothing was malicious. The plan was to hit the supply lines and choke the tuluki forces supplies forcing them to retreat, because we couldn't take on Tuluks army, even with 14 pcs and 3 cavalry units.

Each mob, was described as having a dozen cavalry units so you had 36 thryzn, 2 PC thryzn, and 12 masterless, compared to your 50 tulukis, several half giant NPCS, and yourselves. There was multiple HGs you had, so don't lie.

So attack the staff, don't attack the players who had NO PART in why you were FORCED to attack us, who had NO PART, in staff collusion, who were just playing the god damn game and thought they were making a change.

Lol, pick your battles bepop, don't spray and pray