[100x70]Chivalry - Hey baby, wanna see my warhammer?

[Menen]

Examine yonder Table

Craft thyself some eldritch abominations

[Ad Bot]

[Moppy]

Look down yonder hole.

[SWAT One]

Where'd the hourglass go :o

[blazerblock2]

Where'd the hourglass go :o

I was thinking the same thing.

[Moppy]

Where'd the hourglass go :o

IT HAS GONE! THE BAGGINSIS HAS TAKEN THE PRECIOUS!

[TheDoktar]

Examine yonder Table

Thou doth contend to thine table over yonder. It be littered in small, intricate models of clay that thou hath created. Thou sayeth they are the concepts of thine ideas and what they shallst look like. Other than thine finished figures, there remains unmolded clay upon thine table. Thine have been thinking of new ideas but thou art unsure and much uninspired.

[Alteration]

Cast ye gaze upon the interior of thy pit

[Menen]

Look down yonder hole.

Cast ye gaze upon the interior of thy pit

Yeah thats the last place we can look at, unless there is something on the other wall

or Examine thou models closer

[Cybertails1998]

Examine thy pit, wonder why ye scythe doth vibrate

[TheDoktar]

Cast ye gaze upon the interior of thy pit

Thou cast thy gaze upon the pit in thine lair. It's jaw yawns open and sucking in all light. Thine pit seems bottomless, it's walls stretching on and on. As thou doth approach the pit more closely, thou hear screams and moans of unseen owners from deep within thine pit. Thou cannot make out what they cry for, but thou think nothing of it. Thou art aware of this pit and where it leads. It leads to all places seen and unseen within your domain. Creations cast into thine maw of darkness art then put to thy test.

[Cybertails1998]

Thou doth try making a  creation modeled after thee, and doth throw it into ye pit?

[Menen]

Craft thyself some eldritch abominations

[TheDoktar]

Thou doth try making a creation modeled after thee, and doth throw it into ye pit?

Thou hath already created three beings much like thyself. Thy hath thought of a fourth, as thou doth not consider the others advisory. Speaketh of thy creation, thou doth believe thou heard the coming of one.

[Menen]

>blury mr swirl pants : stop being blury

[Alteration]

Redirect thy head towards the opposite direction from where you thus look currently.