Dirge fluff spells~

Hello,

Long time scout fan, new to dirgedom here. Its been a nice change of pace and I'm really enjoying it thus far. I've searched and pieced together some info on the Dirge fluff/fun spells but not found anything concise and completely informative.

I'm looking to get some info on what the Dirge fluff spells are, what exactly they do, and what level they are attained at - I'm assuming 20, 40, 50 perhaps as others?

Thanx for any input!

I can only remember 1 and that is the perpetual motion.. (lyssas or something like that) think it was a 50 spell.. very annoying spell .. as particles are in your face all the time.

I could be wrong but I think we got an illusion at 20... dark elf maybe.. (I see the other thread up top about that and I thought we got it but wasnt sure)

but other than that I dont remember any other fluff spells

if your refering to "fluff" as a term some kids use to describe a fart... yes we get them

20 - Melancholy Melody - Group target has a FEINT black cloud surronds the target IF the person looking at it uses pretty dang high settings... oddly enough could be confused with the formentioned fart =P
40 - Illusionark Elf - eh.. ok as long as the person isnt a DE, and is too lazy to do "Guise of the Deciever" or the DE bone collection
50 - Lysanna's Perpetual Motion - Surrounds the Dirge with a pulsating orange Aura... a good look at me! Look at me! spell for those on high settings

You'll find many complaints about our far.. er.. fluff spells in these boards =P
Message Edited by Lindar Phamoncry on 09-22-2006 01:55 PM

Lol... gas FTW!

Thanx for the info!

I always thought the spell effect of the poison proc looked a bit like gas, too.

...

I dunno about YOU, but *I* do NOT fart green clouds.

Ever.

I'm going to quote myself on this from a long-ago post because I haven't changed my opinion and I haven't ranted on this for awhile.
Forgot to mention one thing that really burns my bacon.
Our 'fun' spells aren't. Honestly, I see people bouncing off walls and ceilings and turning into flame-beings and all sort of stuff. For us, we can make a character appear as if they've got an embarassing intestinal disorder, and we can turn into dark elves, which is fine for the singer-songwhiners but entriely worthless for the actual dark elves and mildly embarassing for the rest of us. If I wanted to look wasted and decadent I'd start smoking, for all love.
A short digression from dictionary.com:
dirge n
Music.

1. 1. A funeral hymn or lament.
   2. A slow, mournful musical composition.
2. A mournful or elegiac poem or other literary work.
3. Roman Catholic Church. The Office of the Dead.

Also, see below for the lyrics to an ancient dirge.

Hello!? Depraved dark elves and malignant flatulence? I don't think so.
We should remind people that life is short and death comes to us all; and then if they want to go the route of depravity and La Bohemish live-for-the-moment-for-tomorrow-we-die-and-look -fabulous-doing-it, then fine, go to.
How about a sound-effect for Melancholy Melody; a chant or a descending violin line or a tolling bell? Or a spectral figure briefly appears above the target, with a tolling bell added in? And for a shape-change, what about a banshee, wailing for the dead?
Whysprr
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A Lyke-Wake Dirge
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
-- Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.

When thou from hence away art past,
-- Every nighte and alle,
To Whinny-Muir thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
-- Every nighte and alle,
Sit thee down and put them on;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane
-- Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall [expletive haxx0red by Raijinn] thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.

From Whinny-muir when thou mayst pass,
-- Every nighte and alle,
To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

From Brig o' Dread when thou mayst pass,
-- Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
-- Every nighte and alle,
The fire sall never make thee shrink;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane,
-- Every nighte and alle,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
-- Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.

Anon (This is believed to be an 18th century version of a much older text)