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| - '''Stormwaltz responds:
- After all, everyone who's anyone knows that AC is "all about" hitting the little green triangle...
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'''Iamblichos wrote:
- Dicing and other games of chance are the sports of gentlemen - and heaven knows the Dericost are gentlemen. Unfortunately, not all of them are good at it...
- '''Iamblichos asks:
- Or maybe Isparians who killed undead took them. You pick. ^_^
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'''Artanis Kain asks:
- ''Are they [mnemosynes] constructed from the little green triangle which you click to raise your stats/attributes?
- The Lady of Aerlinthe may swear by this art, but such uses as the outlanders' are dishonorable in combat and in often enough poor taste. Imagine if, after savoring a bottle of your oldest chyle wine over memories of Dericost, I simply stood, bowed to you, and disappeared. Unthinkably rude!
- Yup, that's the joke ^_^
- ''Are they [mnemosynes] found 'in the wild' on undead, or do they only show up at the casinos?
- For a people who so casually leave corpses strewn about the countrysides, they are indeed selfish in sharing them. Honestly! If the Ice Throne still stood, I would petition His Eternal Splendor for a cull.
- Too true, fellow of the noble houses. It is a terrible shame that these outlanders simply have no sense of sport. Every time I dispatch my servants to collect a few for amusements, they simply utter a few words of that barbarian child's detestable portal magic, and disappear in a fine spray of mauve bubbles! Pfaugh! My poor Reedsharks must do with a pauper's meal of Silver Tusker roast nine days out of ten.
- ''Really, Sir! Any common soldier can sit about rolling knucklebones... many a war camp has the off-duty rank and file squatting about like so many trolls on a heath, gambling for petty sums.
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