Make up an interesting lie

[Lotion]

Kryl aren't actually trying to kill you, that's just their way of showing affection.

[Riev]

While the game takes influences from Dark Sun and Dune, the storyline of the game closely resembles that of the Dragonlance Chronicles. Specifically, Zalanthas is the word that was stolen away by Takhisis (The Dragon), and Tektolnes and Muk Utep actually have been working together to keep the servants of Takhisis away while trying to find Zalanthas' true place among the planes.

Thats why nobody gives a shit about your PCs. The Heroes are literally battling every day to save us.

[ShaiHulud]

*sing* Death is not the end..
A super sekret group is playing their characters still in the 'Grey Armageddon'.

[AdamBlue]

Long quiet are the eves of the western mountains.
In the world of Zalanthas, those with hearts that long for adventure often explore the most exotic of places they can think of that they will still be able to return home from. The distant northern forests of the Grey, flush with life that seems to spring up more lush and dangerous by the passing moment. The whirling, deadly maelstrom of southern, silty sea, hiding an ocean of monsters both massive and fierce. To the east, spires twist and turn into sharp peaks, strange plants and the gentle thrum of life as the salt flats stretch on, an entire ocean, evaporated.

But what of the western peaks?



Settled upon the gentle glimmering spires that mark the ending of the massive bowl that encases the entire Known, a silent vigil stands. What appears to be a warped puncture of stone is slit with dull marks casts dim light as a conclave of men stand, lining the spire, gazing towards the eastern front.
Soldiers, hidden from view, ghosts clad in red silk that match the sky. Each donning a long, dark bow of warped black wood, with blades plated with arsenical bronze, a glimmering silver in hue.

Long quiet are the eves of the western mountains.
When chieftain Quintus Tektolnes assembled the tribes together, and Doombringer, Tan-Muark, and Shadow were all conquered, not all tribes fell under his rule. Some, with their backs against the western cliffs, fought and fled, braving the deep mountains of the west.
They carried with them children small enough to carry. Those who could not climb, where left behind as the hordes came to strike them down, to enslave them.

And so they left the bowl of Vrun Driath.









In the depths of the western mountains, men clad in warped, poisoned metal arm themselves in weapons they hope they will never use.
In the depths of the western mountains, voiceless whims are shared between those who would sacrifice themselves to ensure that those of the Eastern Kingdoms will not step beyond their station.
In the depths of the western mountains, the old bastion of an ancient Avangion of old glimmers in a secret brook, the final spring of life that whispers the truth of eternal life to the few dedicated to manning the walls.



Long quiet are the eves of the western mountains.
For there is a reason why you cannot venture forth; though you never realize, or question why.
There is no exit in that direction.
Vrun Driath is where you, and your kin, will all die.

[The7DeadlyVenomz]

You creative, magnificent, scheming m*****f*****s.

[Delirium]

[tapas]

spamming the skill command makes skills go up faster

[Lotion]

When you type skills there's a 50% probability that it undoes a random skillup you had in the last 20 seconds

[SpyGuy]

When you type skills there's a 50% probability that it undoes a random skillup you had in the last 20 seconds

I'd believe it

[Ulga]

When you type skills there's a 50% probability that it undoes a random skillup you had in the last 20 seconds

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

[Dan]

Each of the magick speres exists as physical entities and are manifested on Zalanthas in different ways.  If you explore the right locations you can find the way to them all.

It's not well known, but Gaj can be tamed.

There is a hidden element of magick not in the publicly available documentation.

[Lotion]

There is a hidden element of magick not in the publicly available documentation.

Don't forget the secret reach and eighth horn of god with power beyond mon.

[SpyGuy]

The alignment of the moons has massive effects on skill success including crafting and combat.

[Lotion]

The alignment of the moons has massive effects on skill success including crafting and combat.

The way the red moon specifically works is that for every character you've killed on your current character you get a +1 bonus to your offdef (sponsored roles are worth double). That's why the OG crimson wind crew was a next level of badass, because they killed a ton of fucks and always went out when the red moon was in the sky. They each had an effective offdeff of ~70 just from that bonus at that point.

[LindseyBalboa]

Two of these posts have been truths or very close to a truth.

[chrisdcoulombe]

Two of the moons are actually space ships that you beam your consciousness into if you jump off the shield wall at the right time and die from the fall.

[Cabooze]

The moons are preservers and defilers that have transcended the prime material plane to create their own elemental planes in the sky.

[Lotion]

Quick was the first Kryll

[Jarvis]

The Kryl are what's left of the half ling people, unspoken corruption lies to the north-west, much further then what anyone even knows, and its getting closer.

[Halcyon]

Within the last two years, a metal weapon was lost in game and remains in the hands of a player character.

[Grogerif]

With three  karma, a new option appears on the login screen when you die.  Enter the Grey.  The Grey is a spooky wasteland that mirrors Zalanthas, but has nothing but the shades of  old high karma characters.  Very specific things you can do in the Grey, echo in the real world. Though if you abuse this too much, they remove the Grey as an option for you.

[Lotion]

Kryll are the halflings.

[Jarvis]

Venant is the Highlord

[Pariah]

The map the elf sells on tradesman leads to a metal mine.

[AdamBlue]

Underneath Allanak are massive tunnels of worked stone, ancient runes sit, unseen, carved into ceilings and set into shadows, shadowed by muck, grime, and war. But while the physical erodes, the magical does not, especially when the erosion itself is what this place houses.

Deep, deep within forgotten catacombs, built in ivory and bone sits the immortal pillar of the sorcerer King. A spire of bone, sinew and flesh, a heart beating underneath both literally and metaphorically, as the Nilazi work their macabre craft. Dissident gemmed who subtly defy the will of the Highlord find themselves disappeared to this place, and exposed to their gems being slowly, gently torn off, and their entire life force and magical capacity ripped out in a horrific, chromatic spray of death. So foul, that it wipes the memory of them from existence. Every mention of them, every memory of them, every single thing that they had ever done or said, disappeared from memory of all living creatures.




Their lifespan is added to the Immortal Pillar, and the Immortal Pillar thrums and pulses, as it feeds the Highlord his eternal life.



The Nilazi in this place are known as the 'Timekeepers', hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, perhaps even greater number of corpses, nameless and unknown to time and space itself litter the grounds. Some are animated into horrifying amalgamations of bone, others are kept pristine, polished and white, kept as servants to these dark, necessary forces buried deep beneath. Each one, however, is marked with a singular, deep mark, carved violently into the forehead.
A swirling scrimshaw that ends in a macabre Allanaki cross, that glows the hue of jade.