(D-Elf IMM] (EMPIRE) Khasotholas the Divine Voice of Order


Khasotholas slowly hobbles from the darkness, leaning heavily on his staff.
Grurk kicks at the staff.

Lyristeon chuckles politely.

Khasotholas says 'Wait til they get a load of me'

You say to Khasotholas 'You ready to become famous?'

Khasotholas says 'It's my time to shine'

You say 'Who is your daddy, and what does he do?'

Khasotholas says 'Oh, so that's the way it's going to be'

You say 'I forgot to esay it.'

Khasotholas says 'Ahh'

You say in your best Ahhhhnold voice 'Who is your daaddy, and what does he doo?'

Khasotholas says 'My father only recently revealed himself as a man dressed all
in black, with a strange breathing apparatus, who is bent on universal
domination'

You pause to think.
You say 'Zulghinlour?'

Khasotholas mumbles incoherently.

You say 'So, what's your real name?'

Khasotholas says 'Adam'

You say 'Right.'
You say 'And where do you call home? What state?'

Khasotholas says 'I don't live in a state. I live in the beautiful commonwealth of Pennsylvania.'

You say 'Yeah, I've been to West Chester.'
You say 'I'd call that beautiful.'

Khasotholas says 'Ahh. Then we have so much in common!'

Khasotholas says 'Brother!'

You say 'Brotherly love?'

Khasotholas says 'Yep, I'm right outside of Philly.'

You say 'So, what cheese was originally used on authentic Philly cheesesteak sammiches?'

Khasotholas says 'There's only one cheese for a true philly steak. Whiz.'

You say 'Damn right. Cheeze whiz.'

Khasotholas says 'Whiz wit.'

Grurk presses the green button, signaling a point for the lord of Death.

You say 'How long have you been playing Carrion Fields?'

Khasotholas says 'Oh, I guess around 7 years or so.'

Grurk checks his notes.
You say '1, 2, 4, 6.. hrm 1997?'

Khasotholas says 'Sounds about right.'

You say 'Impressive.'

Khasotholas says 'Thank you.'
Khasotholas says 'I believe I'll flex.'
Khasotholas flexes his muscles.


You say 'What has been your most memorable Carrionfields experience'
You say 'Whoops.'
You say 'Forgot the question mark.'
You say '?'

Khasotholas says 'Yes, well done.'

You nod at Khasotholas.

Khasotholas says 'Good recovery.'

Lyristeon says 'Wow, until you said anything, I was completely thrown off.'

You nod at Lyristeon.

Lyristeon says 'It makes sense now. The almighty ?.'

You say to Lyristeon 'Thought it was a statement, didn't you'
You say to Lyristeon '?'

Lyristeon nods to himself with an expression of amazement.

Khasotholas says 'I would say setting a trap for Zorszaul, getting him to
writhing, and being completely confident of victory until some knuckleheads
blew it, was the single biggest rush/disappointment.'

You comfort him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
You say 'The one that got away?'

Khasotholas says 'For the record, it was the Arbies we called that blew it'
Khasotholas glares, shaking his fist in your direction.

You say 'Is that like a fish story? One thiiiiiis big?'
Grurk extends his arms.
You say 'So, he was really only gushing.'

Khasotholas says 'Of course.'

You say 'Gotcha.'

Khasotholas says 'I also like my Istendil story'
Khasotholas says 'My assassin got him to gushing, without taking a hit'
Khasotholas says 'Then Istendil looked at me and said 'Oh you're trying to kill
me'. Then he two rounded me.'

You chuckle politely.

You say 'How did he do that?'

Khasotholas says 'That was a fine lesson.'
Khasotholas says 'He used his sorcerous ways'
Khasotholas says 'Yeah, gotta watch out for those sorcerous ways'

You say 'Impressive.'
You say 'Why did you become an Immortal?'

Khasotholas says 'Because I like roleplay, and I wanted to try roleplay on
another level, while aiding the game in some way'
Khasotholas says 'I succeeded on the roleplay part, at least.'

You say 'Considering your success and longevity, you must be having fun?'

Khasotholas says 'It's never consistently dull. There's gruntwork, but I
usually am always having fun. If I wasn't, I wouldn't do it.'

Lyristeon says to Khasotholas 'With as many of these things he has done now, you would think he would use proper sentences and punctuation.'
Khasotholas says to Lyristeon 'Nobody makes the same mistakes over and over like Grurk!'
You say 'Hey, this is journalism baby, I get some literary disgression, don't I?'

Lyristeon says to Khasotholas 'He is unique!'

Grurk grumbles to himself, finally finding his list of canned questions.

You say 'Who was or is, your favorite Mortal follower to date? Why?'

Khasotholas says 'That's a very tricky question, which I'm not entirely
comfortable answering. I don't want to leave anyone out, and I've been lucky
to have a ton of excellent followers.'
Khasotholas says 'Of course, you could make the argument that I have great followers, because I'm so great.'

You say 'You could.....'

Khasotholas says 'Yes, I rather like that. Include that. We should really get some statement in about my greatness.'

Soucivi smirks at Khasotholas's saying.

Grurk jots that down.

Lyristeon raises his hand.

Khasotholas says 'I'm starting to sound like Stewie.'

Lyristeon says 'I can add a statement.'

Khasotholas says to Lyristeon 'Do it man!'

Lyristeon says 'Khasotholas greatness knows no bounds. Why, he is so great,
that only one as great as him can recognize his greatness.'

Khasotholas nods at Lyristeon.
Khasotholas says to Lyristeon 'You're wise beyond your years.'

You say 'Yes, very Imperific.'

You say 'What's the most common trait among successful Khasotholas followers?'

Khasotholas says 'I've been very pleased that many of my followers take the
role of being a priest seriously. They actually realize they're not just
healers, shamans, whatever. They've got to 'spread the gospel' as it were.
That's what a religious character should be doing.'

You say 'What one piece of advice would you offer new players?'

Khasotholas says 'Read the friggin helpfiles.'

You chuckle politely.

Khasotholas says 'And the advice about new characters not playing empowerment characters? Take it!'
Khasotholas says 'And furthermore... don't rush the pk aspect. Immerse yourself in roleplay first.'
Khasotholas says 'The pk aspect takes a lot of time. But you can be a great roleplayer and stand out quickly.'

You say 'What one piece of advice would you offer CF Vets?'

Grurk checks his watch.

Khasotholas says 'It's a game. Once you step away from the keyboard, don't
worry about losing your shinies. Just enjoy the time you spent playing a
wonderful free game.'

You say 'Anything you'd like to say to your fans, before I end this interview?'

Khasotholas says 'Wrap it up! The wifes stirring! She's pregnant and she wants breakfast!'

You chuckle politely.
You put up your thumbs, signaling your approval.

Khasotholas says 'My fans, eh? I think it's important for the morts to know
that we like interacting with them as much as they like interacting with us.'
Khasotholas says 'Sometimes we don't always have time, but it's something all of us look forward to.'

You nod.

You say 'Awesome, now go get your wife a Philly Cheesesteak.'

Khasotholas says 'Thank you.'
Khasotholas says 'I'll end with a quote from Bubba Ho-Tep. 'Don't make me use mah stuff on ya baby.''


Leaning heavily on his staff, this gnarled, incredibly aged figure
still commands immediate authority. His features are mainly elven,
from his long ears, to his slender frame. His eyes are covered by
white, milky cataracts, and his long, flowing, pale-white hair runs
down his back, secured behind his waist with a silver clasp.

He is clad in a robe of the deepest black, which seems to absorb
all the immediate light surrounding him. He leans heavily on a
twisted oak staff, which has a number of tiny skulls crudely carved
into it.

His movements are extremely slow, and seem to cause him great
pain. His hands quiver as they hold the staff. The skin on his
hands and arms, is wrinkled and unhealthy looking, however,
the skin on his face is remarkably smooth and without blemish.
Khasotholas, a male dark-elf, is in perfect health.

Khasotholas is using:
<worn on finger> a ruby ring in the shape of a hornet
<worn on finger> a skull-shaped diamond ring
<worn around neck> a black cloak with silvery runes
<worn on body> a black silk robe
<worn on head> a pitch-black hood
<worn on feet> a pair of black leather boots
<worn about waist> a thin silk sash
<wielded> a twisted oak staff
<tattooed> a skull swarmed by hornets


Khasotholas says 'Thank you! Goodnight!'

Khasotholas slowly hobbles away.





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