Teuthida says, "Usually people don't praise others for failure."
Teuthida smirks.
Louiuos says, "I do, i hope everyone fails."
Louiuos gestures at you.
Your fingers go numb.
Roundtime: 10 seconds.
Teuthida snorts, loudly.
Teuthida asks, "Yourself included?"
Louiuos says, "Sure i am included in everyone."
The bandages binding Louiuos's right eye soak through with blood as it begins bleeding again.
Louiuos works carefully at tending his wounded right eye.
Teuthida asks, "So do you hope you fail at getting healed?"
The bandages binding Louiuos's chest soak through with blood as it begins bleeding again.
Louiuos exclaims, "I am!"
Caelumia takes a bite of the cake.
Teuthida nods to Louiuos.
Louiuos works carefully at tending his wounded chest.
You say to Louiuos, "I was debating on pointing at you and saying out loud "I did that" but I think I'll wait to brag till I pulverize the head completly."
Teuthida says, "You are at that. Commendable job on it."
Teuthida leans against a large white cabinet.
P> look lou
You see Goblin Bait Louiuos, Novice Mage, a Human.
Louiuos has beady eyes, one bleeding and crystal blue and one crystal blue. His golden hair is short and wavy, and is worn tousled. He has tanned skin.
He is mature for a Human.
He has a short thick mustache on his upper lip and a short shaggy beard.
He has a tattoo of a dragon made of blue ice breathing white flames on his back.
He has some faint scars along the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg, a shattered chest area with gaping wounds, a bruised, swollen and shattered right eye.
He is bleeding slightly from the chest.
He is wearing some mail gloves, a chain balaclava, a chain hauberk, a cerise silk cloak embroidered around the hem with soaring golden hawks, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a platinum ring, a pearl band, an arm pouch, an engraved brass tankard, a heavy cambrinth wristband inlaid with a cheerful silver donkey, a twisted cambrinth armband, a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a soldier's supply bag and a duffel bag.
Louiuos says, "All i do is put forth the best effort i can in hopes to achieve my goals which is to fail."
Teuthida nods to Louiuos.
Teuthida says, "Good luck with that I guess."
You ask Louiuos, "Do you often find yourself failing at failing?"
Louiuos says, "Occasionally, it sucks."
Louiuos scoffs.
You ask, "But if you fail at failing, wouldn't the failed fail be a fail, which is a sucess to the orignal mission?"
Louiuos says, "Perhaps you are correct and i cannot lose..."
You ask, "Or win?"
Louiuos says, "Oh man."
Thomamelas shakes his head.
Louiuos gets a vial of naphtha from inside his supply bag.
Thomamelas says, "I am not drunk enough for this conversation."
A vial of naphtha that Louiuos is holding suddenly explodes with a loud WHOOOMPH!
* Louiuos was just struck down!
* Louiuos is slain before your eyes!
Louiuos's naphtha falls to the ground.
The shimmering ethereal shield fades from around Louiuos.
Saranari laughs!
You laugh!
You laugh!
Thomamelas sighs.
You fall over. Oof!
You roll around on the ground.
Teuthida applauds.
You hear the ghostly voice of Louiuos say, "I totally won."
You laugh!
You leap to your feet!
You praise Louiuos.
You praise Louiuos.
Teuthida says, "Impressive."
Caelumia says, "Wow."
Caiomhe says, "That I have never seen."
Caelumia says, "How did that explode exactly."
You ask, "How did you do that?"
You hear the ghostly voice of Louiuos say, "Behold, I am all that is the Lou."
Caelumia asks, "Did you seriously just flashpoint that?"
You hear the ghostly voice of Louiuos say, "Haha yes."
Caiomhe says, "I'm impressed."
Caelumia says, "Hahahahaha wow."
Alyseanna says, "That was impressive."
You ask, "Wait, thats what happens when you flash point?"
You say, "I don't belive it."
You pick up a vial of naphtha.
Caelumia says, "When you flashpoint naphtha? Yes. It's FLAMMABLE."
You drop a vial of naphtha.
'I'm a beliver.
You say, "I'm a beliver."
You see Goblin Bait Louiuos, Novice Mage, a Human.
Louiuos has beady eyes, one bleeding and crystal blue and one crystal blue. His golden hair is short and wavy, and is worn tousled. He has tanned skin.
He is mature for a Human.
He has a short thick mustache on his upper lip and a short shaggy beard.
He has a tattoo of a dragon made of blue ice breathing white flames on his back.
He appears to be dead! Other than that...
He has faint scuffing to the head, cuts and bruises about the neck, tiny scratches to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, tiny scratches to the right leg, cuts and bruises about the left leg, faint scuffing to the right hand, tiny scratches to the left hand, a completely destroyed chest area with nearly all flesh and bone torn away revealing a gaping hole, faint scuffing to the abdomen, a bruised, swollen and shattered right eye, faint scuffing to the left eye.
He is bleeding heavily from the right eye.
He is wearing some mail gloves, a chain balaclava, a chain hauberk, a cerise silk cloak embroidered around the hem with soaring golden hawks, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a platinum ring, a pearl band, an arm pouch, an engraved brass tankard, a heavy cambrinth wristband inlaid with a cheerful silver donkey, a twisted cambrinth armband, a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a soldier's supply bag and a duffel bag.
