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 Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:08 pm
(Indeed. That's... what, the seventh time that signature has recieved praise? Truly, the artist did well to make that piece.)
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:11 pm
(mobious my liege how is this going to be started? or do we need more people who will probably quit quickly?)
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:15 pm
(I'm having a hard time myself... Just a few paragraphs of demonstration and I can function, 'twould seem. I can make structures of RP's quite simply, but actually playing them for me is a game of response. I'm going to bed. I shall return on the morrow, good people!)
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:22 pm
[O' high and mighty, hm? Hallowed be thy presence, sir. Although I am not playing, myself, I should think that, after some characters have been established, one ought to place their character. As you face this challenge, others are driven away by the inability to move into the action. Begin and allow those whose fancy is suited to join in. Sleep softly, Master Nightshade and all those who rest. b]
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:44 am
(ok they aren't slaves no where near that krith was put under there spell and they found his soul amusing so with every stronger body they find they put his soul into it. they are demons they never even were human ever and they are really just 4 demons that took an interest in him and now he fights where they tell him to for immortal life.) (and that's cheating i can't read Spanish...) cry
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:58 am
Rothgar was drinking a pitiful excuse for ale in The Coy Fish Pub, a ramshackle little place in Earnshore. He had just stopped for the night to get a few drinks and ask around to town to see if there were any battles to be fought or opponents to be faced. So far, the rumour mill was dry... Almost as dry as the drink in his hand. "Ay, barkeep? Ya got anything better than this ol' moosepiss?"
"If you're willing to pay more."
"Well, spill it, man! What've ya got?"
"Let's see... Gnuvainian Firewater, 30 gold pieces per glass, Alvadorian Gin, 45 gold pieces per glass..."
"Give me three glasses of the Firewater, my good man!" He put 90 gold pieces on the table. All eyes were on him; in Earnshore, that much money on a single person was unheard of. Already, there were a few plots forming in the heads of the other patrons...
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 9:21 am
krith arrived in the small town his armor rattling as he strode forward his axe in his hand.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 9:30 am
It was then that a patron of The Coy Fish drew his knife, walking up to the barbarian. "Say, you got anymore of that fancy coin? Hand it over, and I'll spare your life!" Orgoth gave a bemused chuckle, and stood up to the man. He towered a full foot above the man. "You'd dare to threaten me, cur? Let me show you what use that pathetic excuse of a blade is to you." Orgoth grabbed the knife in his meaty hands and snapped it like dry tinder. Handing the lad the remains of his knife, he laughed and said, "Would you have at me now, dog, or shall you just leave my sight with your tail between your legs? I haven't the time for your antics either way, and I'm sure that nobody cares for the likes of you." He placed his hand on the pommel of one of his weapons, and the lad buggered off without trouble.
"Tch. The lad needs work on his tactics. I've seen better cutpurses in nursery schools! Barkeep! Another Firewater!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 11:18 am
kirth came into the pub his armor making him much larger than all the occupants he smiled though it was concealed by the armor he made a mental note to get a new set of armor later this set bored him. walking up to the bar he sat down on a stoll but it shattered under the weight of the armor but he stood up as it fell with a strange speed unlike his form muttering some strange words his armor changed.  Now in a more manageable form he sat down next to Rothgar smiling he ordered some red wine and though the bartender insisted he didn't have any when he did go down to check there was a bottle of ancient wine right under the stairs in a shadowy corner.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 11:21 am
"You have fine tastes, stranger." Rothgar continued to drink his Firewater, looking the man up and down, seeing what kind of a man he was. There are few people in this world that can make a barbarian cautious, but here stood one of them. Rothgar could sense the combat skill in this one. He wasn't a mere cutpurse, by any means. "What brings you here?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:09 pm
"i wander this seemed like a nice enough town and i wanted my wine so i felt like coming here." shrugging as he took a sip grinning as a man the size of krith when he was in his armor walked up behind him and said something to the effect of "you are in my seat." but it was slurred by the fact he was drunk. krith nodded then silently kicked backward from his stool bashing the guy in the knee cap there was a crack "you never did heal that broken knee very well now did you." as the man fell to the ground yelling out grabbing his knees which was bent in a very wrong way. krith smiled taking another sip.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 1:02 pm
Rothgar laughed at the man's misfortune. "My, my! When it comes to warriors, they don't make them like they used to, do they? A good opponent is so hard to find these days!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:48 pm
Toekiyo pada un german tu ablas en espaniol muy bein (my spanish spelling sucks) grinning "i must agree.... at least the lords and kings of the past could stand up and fight with blades not words. ugh it disgusts me to see them now." making a face.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 3:29 pm
Toekiyo pada un german tu ablas en espaniol muy bein (my spanish spelling sucks) [*Para? un aleman tu hablas espanol muy bien. Necesitas practicar las palabras, mi amigo. heart b]
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