Stumbled across an old log from 2003 when my empath was only level 16 in my email and it brought back so many memories.... esp this line:

Also here: Myrvil, Lady Pyrocite, Denrit, Racingheart, Fyrentennimar, Airn, Great Lord Moredin, Mercucius, Lady Deevareeree who is sitting, Lord Junius who is kneeling, Zathrynn who is sitting


Starchitin, the OG

A severed gnomish hand crawls in on its fingertips and makes a rude gesture before quickly decaying and rotting into dust. A gust of wind quickly scatters the dust.