Qij
| Qij | |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Race | Gnome |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | undisclosed |
| Instance | Prime |
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A Qij
You see Qij, a Gnome.
Qij has an angular face, and dark eyes. His dark brown hair is short and thick, and is worn unkempt. He has smooth skin.
He is tiny for a Gnome.
He appears to be an adult.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a pink coral medallion, a remarkable commoner's cloak, a tiger-striped gnome skull, and a rudimentary gadget receptacle.
THE Qij....
....Often has conversations with himself that he isn't present for.
....Has the most extreme documented case of GTA (Gnomic Time Absence). He often forgets where he is and needs to remind himself. Sometimes he feels a great length of time has elapsed when in reality only a few roisaen have passed. At times he may repeat himself without realizing.
....Enjoys mischief, and finds himself most present, joyful, and aware when dealing with merrymaking and/or mayhem.
....Often times gets involved with evil-minded ne'er-do-wells when he thinks they are just fellow pranksters and shenaniganizers.
....Is clueless when it comes to the ladies.
....Often times believes his services are direly needed by various people and/or guilds. He will change professions or undertake grand and perilous adventures on a whim, enrolling countless passersby into his dangerous and whimsical flights of fancy.
....Has a propensity to be very generous with what little he has.
....Often loses some or all of his items after dying, departing, and not bothering to go retrieve them.
....Does not partake in the favor of the Gods, and has been quoted as saying "Eluned Take The Wheel" when he is (quite obviously to others) doing the opposite.
Qapers of The Qij
>find riv
Brave Adventurer in the Realms:
Rivalae.
>find lei
Brave Adventurer in the Realms:
Leilond.
>quit
You patter north, leading your group.
[Orphanage, Playground]
A large climbing structure juts out of an enormous sandbox that provides a relatively soft landing for any who make a misstep. A teeter-totter has been wedged down on the ground with a large block for safe travel in the dark. You also see a wooden swing.
Also here: Pathfinder Kintryn and Ruven.
Obvious paths: south.
You settle yourself on the wooden swing.
You push with your feet, causing the swing to sway from the branch with a rhythmic creaking noise.
You say, "Ok."
You say, "Tell me your problems."
You smile sweetly.
Kintryn quietly says, "Qij."
Kintryn quietly says, "So help me."
Ruven glances at you.
You exclaim, "I will!"
You turn to face Ruven.
< Moving in gracefully, you lob a senci spear at Ruven. Ruven completely fails to block with his targe. The spear lands a very heavy hit that barely pierces the skin to nick the chest, lightly stunning him.
The spear falls to the ground!
[You're solidly balanced and in superior position.]
[Roundtime 3 sec.]
Kintryn quietly says, "Grumble."
You yell, "For Glory!"
Shenney says, "It is dark here, but you are my light."
You sling a senci spear off from over your shoulder.
You trace the Glyph of Light.
A brief burst of pain wracks your body and your soul feels somewhat diminished. Slowly, five globes of light extrude from your fingertips and begin to glow brightly.
The tiny balls of light swirl around you, darting around your body making your vision incredibly clear and lighting the area surrounding you.
Shenney gazes at you.
You clap your hands once in an august gesture of piety.
A blazing golden light erupts from the depths of your soul! Pulsating with thin grey fractures, the glow soon spreads to the whole of your body and your spear.
Also here: a calmed Shenney and a calmed Transcendent Paladin Garthur.
Obvious paths: southwest.
Shenney says to Garthur, "Qij is an awesome Paladin."
Shenney says to Garthur, "You should strive to emulate his light."
You hear your mental voice echo to Darkgaze, "You can't spell "make my enemies regret crossing me forevermore" without "Q""
[Personal] Your mind hears Darkgaze thinking, "<to you>" "I suppose that's hard logic to argue"
Telutci asks, "Hmm?"
>ambush slash
You are unable to surprise Telutci with your sneak attack!
You slip out of the shadows behind Telutci! Displaying controlled ferocity, you draw back before smoothly slicing at Telutci's leg with swift and elegant precision.
A shriek of pain follows an abruptly terminated attempt to nurse his injured limb, and Telutci collapses to the ground!
Telutci is stunned!
[You're battered, solidly balanced and in dominating position.]
Roundtime: 6 sec.
- Driving in like an adept combatant, Telutci draws a haralun bastard sword at you. You badly fail to block with a small amber-scale shield with fitted seams. The sword lands a powerful strike that bites deeply into the left calf.
[You're near death, very badly balanced with opponent in strong position.]
>
You see Telutci start to back off just as you lose consciousness. The challenge has been satisfied!
>
Willing your presence to be but a brief ripple in the pool of perception, you still yourself to silence once again.
>roll
[12:23:52 AM] Your mind hears Acerild thinking, "{faintly}" "way to let us down, qij"
>
You're unconscious. Try again later, when you're not.
Vinjince says to you, "You owe me a new jelly bean."
Redeth quietly asks, "Did he eat it?"
Vinjince says to Redeth, "Yes."
Telutci visibly churns with an inner rage!
You pull Wealand close in a slow, lingering kiss.
>release life
You release your hold on Life.
Your death cry echoes in your brain as it quickly dawns on you that you have just died! Already, you feel the tug of eternity upon your soul and you struggle to remain tied to this world.
A chill crosses the surface of your soul as your remaining spiritual strength bleeds away steadily. You feel the eyes of the gods upon you and realize that none look upon you with favor.
Your body will decay beyond its ability to hold your soul in 10 minutes.
Congratulations Qij! You just received an award for roleplaying! Don't forget to review the RPA verb for how to use your award.
SEND: [Melete] Keep up the good work, Qij. You're moving in the right direction.
[12:07:52 AM] * Qij was just struck down!
[12:08:10 AM] * Bazzo was just struck down!
[12:08:16 AM] * Qij was just struck down!
You yell, "This game is hard!"
You patter north.
[Wilds, Pine Needle Path]
Birds dart in and out of the dense shrubbery here, calling to one another in cadences that are almost comprehendible. Responses seem to emanate from the wooden structure ahead, a timber building with ornately carved double doors, and seemingly without a roof. You also see a pile of branches, some braided grass, a waste bin and a tall wooden figure whose gaze seems to vigilantly scan the surroundings.
Also here: the body of Death's Messenger Misstep who is lying down.
Obvious paths: south.
A teal cloud eel glides in.
A milky cloud eel glides in.
An alabaster cloud eel glides in.
You say, "Looks like you had a big....nevermind."
You hear the ghostly voice of Misstep say, "Help."
You patter south.
You whisper to Annieka, "HE IS INVISIBLE"
You whisper to Annieka, "WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL"
Annieka rubs her head.
Annieka says to you, "Hush."
You say, "I should just be an Empath. I get hurt too much to be a Commoner."
Lalouisa says, "I get hurt to much for you not to be an empath Qij."
Cashmere says to you, "Dont do it."
Cashmere drops to her knees swooning from some incredible pain.
>
Digless just arrived.
You ask, "Oh hey, are you Digmo's brother?"
You ask, "If we get you a shovel, will your name change?"
Digless drops his rock in a waste bin.
>cast
You reveal yourself.
You gesture.
Color leeches from the skin on your face as you feel the bone structure underneath shift to accomodate changes on the inside of your skull. Crippling pain and nausea give way to euphoria as your mutation takes hold and the aetheric structure of the plane becomes visible in a blood haze.
"Burn him! Burn him!" You hear the cries echo around you as everyone in the vicinity suddenly moves away, giving you a wide berth! It goes without saying you'll be wanted for forbidden practices in Crossing now.
>
You feel fully rested.
>
You say, "WRONG BUTTON."
>
You say, "I SWEAR I'M ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS."
>
Your spell subtly alters the corruption around you, creating a blind spot once more.
>say /quiet }qij time to go dude...
To whom are you speaking?
[01:04:02 PM] Your mind hears Qij thinking, "Worst necromancer ever."
You hear your mental voice echo to Baylix, "check check qij qij"
[Personal] Your mind hears Baylix thinking, "<to you>" "I hear!!"
You hear your mental voice echo to Baylix, "new gweth, who dis"
You say, "Hey guys who fixes crap in Shard."
Caidie says, "Ylono."
Riverlynn asks, "Like armor?"
Riverlynn says, "Yeah, him."
You say, "I agree, Caidie. YOLO. But who fixes armor in Shard please."
Jilette asks, "Metal or leather?"
Riverlynn says, "He does both."
Jilette says, "Well there's the one in the waystation just outside the north gate."
Jilette says, "Starts with a Y I think but I can't remember his exact name."
You whisper to Caidie, "hahahaha"
You whisper to Caidie, "Jilette is not. on. point."
Charlize says, "Ylono."
Jilette says, "That's it."
You say, "Ok guys, YOLO. I'm gonna go find out who knows where to repair armor."
You patter south.
Qij was just struck down!
[General] Your mind hears Snowheart thinking, "Doh! There goes Qij!"
[General] Your mind hears Gyren thinking, "Qij"
[General] Your mind hears Gyren thinking, "oh.. too soon?"
[General] Your mind hears Reynne thinking, "anyone know where the qij, qij is?"
[General] Your mind hears Lycidylia thinking, "he never has any favors anyway misser Reynne"
[General] Your mind hears Reynne thinking, "well qij"
[General] Your mind hears Rhadyn thinking, "He prefers the favor of the masses. He's selfless like that."
[General] Your mind hears Reynne thinking, "he's definitely a great qij that Qij"
[General] Your mind hears Gyren thinking, "I know someone who makes a great Qij"
[General] Your mind hears Aidirr thinking, "Any Clerics around Boar Clan that can rez ?"
[General] Your mind hears Rabee thinking, "i am not near Boar Clan but I am free. "
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "as long as there's only one of you, I think we're safe..."
[Personal] Your mind hears Etasia thinking, "<to you>" "hehe"
[General] Your mind hears Qij thinking, "I identify as a Qij, thank you very much. I wish your jokes identified as funny."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I had a guardian once, but he identified as a gerbil."
[General] Your mind hears Aluwyyn thinking, "squirrels are more dangerous"
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I rolled with it. Got him a little cage and one of those wheels. No need to fight it. All are welcome."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I wasn't a very good Empath."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "And when I was a Barbarian all I did was collect throwable stuff. Sweet peas, cupcakes, gerbil guardians. I wasn't a very good Barbarian either."
[General] Your mind hears Comfrin thinking, "How are you doing as a Qij tho?"
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "10/10 would Qij again."
You glance down to see a ceramic mixing bowl with cornflower glazing in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
You say, "Wow."
You say, "They've come a long way with the glazing on these mixing bowls."
You say, "Nothing like when I was a Qij."
You drop a ceramic mixing bowl with cornflower glazing.
You patter south.
Askogara just disintegrated!
Askogara was just struck down!
You get a greeting card in the shape of a pale grey death spirit from inside a heretic's supply sack with a reinforced leather bottom which is in your black backpack.
You scribble your signature on death spirit card.
You summon a carrier pigeon to deliver your death spirit card to Askogara.
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "If anyone would like to know who got hit in the neck with a cucumber at dawn, let me know."
[General] Your mind hears Nulak thinking, "Cucumbers don't bite at dawn"
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "You're fishin' the wrong waters then."
[General] Your mind hears Eurynomile thinking, "i very much would likes to know who did the cucumbers hitting and who the hitted was...."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Well, the story begins..."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "It begins with a cucumber."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "And the cucumber is shaped like a dolphin."
[General] Your mind hears Eurynomile thinking, "the daddy pickle loved the moms pickle... we know that part Qij..."
[General] Your mind hears Gwenhwyfach thinking, "that depends on who was the one in a pickle"
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "And the middle part of the story."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Is me wondering out loud if you could throw cucumbers at people."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Then I walked to the empath's guild, naturally."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "And I found out the answer to my question. Much to the chagrin of Rachmaj's neck."
[General] Your mind hears Eurynomile thinking, "ha! so shoulda known... was the cucumbers edilble still after all was over?"
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I don't intend to find out. I plan on keeping it to throw at others."
[General] Your mind hears Eurynomile thinking, "forced salad eatings will become the new menacings throught the lands i fear.."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "This conversation could not have gone any better."
You get a thin cookbook bound in mulberry leather from atop a donation shelf.
You get an owl-feather quill with a slender diacan tip from inside a hip tote which is in your black backpack.
In your thin cookbook, you write "Qij"
You turn to page 2 in your thin cookbook.
In your thin cookbook, you write "Qij"
You turn to page 3 in your thin cookbook.
In your thin cookbook, you write "Qij"
You turn to page 4 in your thin cookbook.
In your thin cookbook, you write "Qij"
You turn to page 5 in your thin cookbook.
In your thin cookbook, you write "Qij"
You close your thin cookbook, hooking back the latch.
You put your quill in the hip tote which is inside your black backpack.
You set a thin cookbook bound in mulberry leather on a donation shelf.
You beam!
The "Q"seum
A gift to his old friend Darkgaze:
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A stick figure picture of a frolicking Gnome leading a blindfolded and bloody-footed Elothean through a messy child's playroom.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
Darkgaze says to Lycidylia, "I think he caught my good side."
Lycidylia says, "Definitely a Qij and a Dark."
Darkgaze says, "I'm so keeping that one forever."
Gifts to his pals Tathalus and Lycidylia:
The paper reads: A perfectly symmetrical "Q".
Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author: Qij
The paper reads: A poorly drawn picture of Qij drawing himself poorly drawing himself.
Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author: Qij
You apply the quill to the paper and write: Two Gazes intertwined, marveling at a plump pink pig basking in the subtle glow of a shadowy moonbeam.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You whisper to Darkgaze, "an engagement present"
You apply the quill to the paper and write: An empath dressed like an empath pretending to be an empath.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You offer your transparent paper to Darkewolff, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A furiously noble UnHealer clawing through a vast horde of vagabonds, snaffwizzles, and fartabrants...
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You offer your transparent paper to Akeiro, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A fluffy stuffed pink heart stitched with the warning, "FEAR THE RUE"
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You offer your transparent paper to Alanarue, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A russett panther watching a bunch of noisy two-legs smile and stare at each other while they warble and coo back and forth.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Iryta's otter's den.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A childish rendering of Grumbletoes the Cricket "Giftgiver" who dwells at the bottom of every Tavern Troupe box of gifts.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Vixonia's burlap bag.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A bunch of off-duty refreshment carts playing dice and smoking taffleberry tobacco in an alley behind a Tavern Troupe event.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Almarius's Katamba-black pouch.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A pristine and freshly wound-free Gnome resting under the shade of a leaning Clarrke tree.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Clarrke's hand.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A joyfully stunned Gnome laying on the floor of a lavish walk-in closet. In his hands, a dirty cleaning cloth.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Melindrha's hand.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A tiny Gnomish tinkerer traveling to the ends of Elanthia, searching for unattainable ingredients in an attempt to duplicate an Elf of unparralleled beauty and grace.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Alisabeth's black leather harness.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: a dummy.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You silently slip a pressed sheet of deckle-edged transparent tissue paper into Comfrin's leather mantle.
later that day....
[General] Your mind hears Kalinandra thinking, "I just found a Qij paper randomly lying on the ground. It's pretty funny."
[General] Your mind hears Comfrin thinking, "it's offensive. Be careful"
[Personal] Your mind hears Kalinandra thinking, "<to you>" " The paper reads: a dummy. Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author: Qij No context. Just that."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Hah! Go me."
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A pair of cartoon lockpicks struggling to unlock what will undoubtedly turn out to be an empty Gnomish tinker's trunk....
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You offer your transparent paper to Druesyllia, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
You apply the quill to the paper and write: A store clerk holding his own leg in his hand, moaning incomprehensible answers to customer questions as flies begin to gather.
Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.
You offer your transparent paper to Psychmenon, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Qij's Don't Have Bank Accounts
You ask, "Anyone mind healing?"
Your body feels at full strength.
Your spirit feels full of life.
You have some minor abrasions to the right leg.
You have no significant injuries.
Belesamor touches you.
You feel a warmth radiate from Belesamor's touch.
You have a brief sensation that leaves your wounds tingling.
You offer Belesamor a tip of 30000000 Dokoras. Type CANCEL TIP to withdraw the offer.
Belesamor accepts your tip and slips it away with a smile.
Belesamor exclaims, "Wait what? Thanks!"
Belesamor asks, "Why?"
You say, "Thanks for the fixies."
You ask, "Why?"
You say, "You healed me."
You say, "And Qij's don't have bank accounts."
THE DAY QIJ JOINED THE MOON MAGE GUILD......AGAIN
It has been 419 years, 259 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 7th month of Moliko the Balance in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare.
It is currently fall and it is sunset.
You're positive it's 12 roisaen before the Anlas of Phelim's Vigil....
You follow Qij southwest.
[Observatory, Third Level]
A soft sitting mat covers the floor entirely, save for a narrow strip of anti-color bordering starkly on all sides. Painted onto the crystal hemisphere, a detailed star diagram spreads over your head, marking the constellations and their positions at various times of the year.
You also see the Guildleader Kssarh, an elegant silver stand with a guild register on it, a rounded archway and a tricolored scroll.
Also here: Qij.
Obvious exits: northeast, west.
Qij nods to the Guildleader Kssarh.
Qij says, "So we meet again."
Qij says, "I have some conditions."
Kssarh glares at Qij as he stalks about his office.
Qij says, "As I believe I am of the utmost value to this guild."
Qij says, "And should you dare to not meet them."
Kssarh glowers at Qij and waves impatiently.
Qij says, "I shall take my talents back to the sewers."
Qij asks, "Am I understood?"
Qij gazes at the Guildleader Kssarh.
Qij nods to you.
You nod to Qij.
Qij says, "Leilanie, tell him my first condition."
Qij folds his arms across his chest.
You say, "Ummm..."
You fidget nervously.
Qij says, "It's ok."
Qij nods emphatically.
You hesitantly ask, "He, ummm....we wants to cause mayhem?"
Qij nods.
Qij says, "Yup."
Qij says, "And if you try to stop us..."
Qij shakes his head.
Qij says, "We walk."
Qij folds his arms across his chest.
Qij asks, "Ok?"
Qij says, "Second condition, LL."
Qij gestures at you.
Qij gazes at the Guildleader Kssarh.
You slowly ask, "He wants sweet peas to be readily available?"
Qij says, "Yup."
Qij says, "READILY."
Qij says, "Available."
Qij says, "If that's not something you can provide, then I question your guildleaderliness."
You say, "In an organic garden."
You nod emphatically.
Qij says, "Organic."
Qij says, "Or-Gan-Nick."
Qij says, "And tell him about the gidii."
Qij nods to you.
Qij gazes at the Guildleader Kssarh.
Qij folds his arms across his chest.
Qij leans over and whispers, "welcome at all guild affairs"
Qij leans over and whispers, "and moon mage functions"
You loudly exclaim, "The gidii is the new mascot!"
Qij says, "Exactly."
Qij nods emphatically.
You shake your fist!
Qij says, "I'll give you a moment to consider."
Qij says, "This is a serious affair."
Qij says, "Not like the last time."
Qij leans over and whispers, "do you think he gets it or should we head to the sewers"
Qij gazes thoughtfully at you.
You whisper to Qij, "I think he gets it, maybe"
Qij squints.
Qij leans over and whispers, "you're right. he's tough to read"
You smile at the Guildleader Kssarh, revealing the dimples in your cheeks.
Qij squints.
Qij smiles as Kssarh whispers something to him. After a few roisaen of glaring at each other, attempting to appear stern, they exchange a handshake and appear to relax.
Qij says, "Then it's settled."
You hum happily to yourself.
Kssarh bends over and hisses something at Qij.
Kssarh suddenly hauls off and slaps Qij upside the head!
You laugh!
You quickly clasp both hands over your mouth.
Qij dusts himself off.
Kssarh looks up at Qij and says something to him.
Qij adjusts his coral medallion.
Qij removes a pink coral medallion from his neck.
Qij hangs a pink coral medallion around his neck.
Qij snuggles up to the pink gidii, who tucks Qij under one wing.
Shaking in fear, the pink gidii runs in circles before finally figuring which direction to go. Honking loudly, it runs away.
Kssarh jabs Qij sharply in the chest.
Qij nods to the Guildleader Kssarh.
Qij says, "Yea yea."
Qij asks, "Where's my office going to be?"
Qij and Kssarh continue their conversation.
Qij asks, "Is that right?"
Kssarh extends a cupped hand to Qij for a moment.
Qij holds his hand up before his mouth and begins to cough, his shoulders shaking. Hope it's not contagious!
Kssarh whispers a few words in Qij's ear.
Kssarh glowers at Qij.
Kssarh smiles ever-so-slightly as he continues speaking to Qij.
Kssarh glowers at Qij.
Kssarh hisses a few angry words at Qij.
You hum to yourself.
Kssarh drops a book on a table and mutters a few choice words at Qij.
Qij nods emphatically.
Qij dusts himself off.
You follow Qij west.