T3/r7/2014-06-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Ghosts in and out of your sight.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger summons Creideiki, his loyal subject.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: tis on
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: kneel before thy king, little one!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: for i am your king, BURGERKING!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: yes, hear my assistant and lower yourselves before me!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: slow down cheeseburger youre stealin my thunder
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you a thunder. To the head.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: alas, my lord, where shall we begin?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Forsooth! Shall we not begin from the beginning?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: i have just reviewed my character stats to find that i still have full vitality. even after a blow such as that. now would be a good time to forfeit as i am impervious to yiur agtacks
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: name yourself, stranger! one who speaks with such tongue is not my lord!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: my keypad is giving me more trouble! ha! haha! hahahaha
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger forgives you for your typos.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger licks Askimm.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I am the court jester :) A fool of means, by no means at all.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you a free burger, courtesy of the evil Lord Creideiki.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm eats it with reverence.... but after picking off the pickles.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: NOOOOO! NOT MY POISONED PICKLES!!!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: reconsiders eating the pickles.. After all, they might taste better that way.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: mourns the untimely death of his lord.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: creideiki is dead, now we shall rule the world together Askimm! how about it?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: We will divide the world in half. Of course, I will get the bigger half :)
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: what is this did i say mourn? never! i am studying fervently so.that i may gain thr skills i need to bridle this digital fealm hahahahahaha!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger boggles at the concept of halves being differently sized.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: you may both make me coffee equally wherever youd like!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm wonders what exactly is a fealm.... He seems to remember watching fealms in something called a movie theatre in some former exsistance.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: realms!* in your existence eh? dont worry you sill soon master grammar as thoroughly as i have mastered this universe
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Grammar, grammer?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm cleans the coffee pot in preperation for the coffee! Making sure to give it a thorough cleansing by using arsnic.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: grammar
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav snuggles up to a grammar nazi.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is unable to comprehend the meaning of fealm, thus was dealt tremendous mental damage in the attempt to further understand its meaning.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: ill havd none of this horseplay and tomfoolery. i must ascertain the whereabouts of a so called 'viper ' in a forezt and murder it. 
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I shall murder those vipers first!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: after all it is for science
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!*  Go Bobolai!!!  WarBurger cheers her on.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Forgive us my leige! But WarBurger and I alread havd the world! (Me getting the bigger half).
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: mutiny!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: go milady! let not the buggerish lord creideiki have his way!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger slinks back to the smaller half of his world.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: hmm our communications have devolved to animalistic grunts and howls. there is no longer hope for them. i must carry on however strenuously alone. they will be mourned 
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: And with that, I am done killing all the vipers... for now
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm wonders if Warburgers slink... do slinkys warburger?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: tell me fiends, how is it that i travel to this 'forest'?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai falls down laughing.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger removes layer by layer off itself, mimicking the actions of a slinky.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: By your two feet my lord!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: FInd yer own way, young grasshopper!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger rolls on the floor laughing at Askimm's antics!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Why are we calling this youg man 'lord'?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: ill find no help here. they are all double agents. sleepers maybe. 
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: we call nobody lords, for we are the lords!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at nobody the dragon's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: i am the lord
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: is it not obvious
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger directs Creideiki in the direction of the rings. Maybe he would be able to find lordship there?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I thought obvious was a captain?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai procceeds to scribber something on a wooden sign with her own blood, before yanking it out of the ground and...
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai smacks Creideiki out of his boots with a sign reading "NO !!"
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: i think you misspelled lard Creideiki.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Did he misspell, or mispronounce?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Creideiki has been knighter Sir Up of Maple, Sir Osis of the Liver, Sir Loin of stake....
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Knighted*
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is thinking ,"BOTH!".
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Did someone say loin?!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger perks up, something must have grabbed his attention.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is searching for some knighted Loins to fill up the gaps between his patty #1 & #3.
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: calling all roleplayers!
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Everyone hang 'round the pub! WHich pub is this anyway?
T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: TO IVAR'S!
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: I HEAR ROLEPLAYERS
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger summons Eecha as its new underling. Eecha is now, an evil magi.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger SMACKS Brun upside the head, wonder what he did.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: there is one now!
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala pads in from the hellish cold, and sits comfortably on a stone bench lighting his mysterious pipe...
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gasps in astonishment at the sight of the fabled Valapipe.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala peers around himself intently.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina can tell by the smell it isn't all that mysterious what Duvala has in that pipe.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala orders a bottle of cactus liquor from the barkeep, ice cold.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala scans the room and asks "is anyone joining me?"
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: can't. gotta ride...
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala shrugs helplessly.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: too cold for stone benches and wenches.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala has a sip of the desert flower juice and pulls a face resembling that of a demon.
T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala noticing that it's time for another quest, he has another swig and a puff before vanishing before your eyes!
T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into sight and scans the horizen for life.
T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Anorakis: Dost anyone actually use this magical line of communication?
T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): type "rp -h"
T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Anorakis: thx
T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): aard isn't really a roleplay MUD, but occasionally people will have fun here...the last couple weeks there have been new players trying it out, so YMMV :-)
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rises after two weeks.
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I...AM...ALIVE!
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah!
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps around like a little kid.
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune bursts into the tavern with a barrel of dwarven ale on his shoulder.
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune taps into the barrel and starts to pass out free tankards of ale to everyone!
T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune raises an ale to the other taverngoers and makes a toast, "To the spoils of battle..."
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler puts on his robe and wizard hat.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (I thought that belongs in curse channel)
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What be going on?
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I have detected evil mobs in the land.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: why yes, you do have detect evil...
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: everyone can.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: almost. but still.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts fire 3 on Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo puts on his assorted unrelated items
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: look out tuypo.. there are some zombies coming this way.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Zombie invasion!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: cant roleplay now gotta eat
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai watches a zombie eat Tuypo's brain out.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: poor tuypo
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler flees as Tuypo turns into a zombie
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ##  Aardwolf moves into the Season of Burning. ##. Okay then, let's see if I can pull off a Burning Hands...
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly as her spells backfires, causing her hands to actually burn!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: it worked!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler takes a large bite out of warburger. yum
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger has now gained unlawful entry into Tyler's stomach.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai places her hands on Tyler's head, and his hair catches fire!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger would like a burning sandwich, should he ask Bobolai to make him one?
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler takes off his wizard hat, as it catches flame. Very sexy
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gives Warburger an almightly big SLAP with her burning hands!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: you burned my buns!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Chargilled burger!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts esuna on warburger
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger cowers in a corner and whimpers softly.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is revived by Tyler's Esuna!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger uses Bun Squeeze on Bobolai. ITS SUPER EFFECTIVE!!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: oo
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: who would've thought that burger buns can be used as weapons?
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: cows
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger looks at Tyler ponderingly.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts cow on himself and turns into a big cow
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger tosses Tyler into the Oz area, to be in line for the next 'Area RePop'
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler flees in terror
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: there'll be a couple earthquakes in Oz for a while...
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: while fleeing, Tyler runs into zombie tuypo, and is bitten...
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger consoles Tuypo for having such a disgustng meal.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: this is the roleplay i like silly stuff
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: yeaa XD but i tend to roleplay on other channels too T_T
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: and rambatious taverns ah anyports good fun when theres lots of people in it
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: is
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler walks back and forth, looking for... something
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: buns?
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you something.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what is this, a ninja item?
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler eats something
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: it is the brand new toilet detergent i saw on the commercials yesterday.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gasps as he realizes what Tyler did.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler is immune to such as a zombie.. he walks towards warburger
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger runs away from Tyler in utter terror and horror!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler walks very slowly, being a zombie
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger realizes that he is round in shape, and that being a burger, it would be faster for him to ROLLOLOLOLLOLOL
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai runs towards Warburger and attempts to pin him to the ground!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: right before tyler reaches warburger, he falls into a large pit, never to be seen again...
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger throws Bobolai in the general direction of Tyler.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai tumbles dangerously close to the large pit Tyler fell in.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger feels sad for Tyler, and attempts to rescue Tyler, only to get bitten by Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yow! Bobolai just latched onto WarBurger's head with her teeth! Call Lassie!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Om nom nom nomj
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger clutches at his chest and falls over dead.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens kicks Tyler's butt. 
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Go breed outside our clan hall!
T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They ******* charge your ass.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the flute.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger serves you a burger.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Why thank you...how nice of you.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja eats the hamburger.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: it's a warburger!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai guides her warburger next to Norja and squirts her with her ketchup.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: dont do it!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh...A warburger
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You owe me new clothes!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: as repayment for the nice song you played on the flute!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Thank you...Bobolai ruined my clothes
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: bobolai you ruin people's clothes with my social! 
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Shame on you!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai trips Norja, sending her into a lake.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja coughs and breathes heavily.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger steps between Norja and the danger without a thought to his own safety.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto grabs some popcorn and sits back to watch the show.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Well...Atleast they are clean
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger waves his wand, and Remarto is now a tomato.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja grabs the tomato and throws it at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto is startled and yells, "Eep!"
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Now your clothes are ruined...Hah!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams as Remarto transforms back to his human form on impact!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oops!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: throw me next! i wanna stick to bobolai :3
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto taps his wand three times and warburger is now in the lake
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: noooooooooo. . . . . 
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja throws WarBurger at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto jumps out of the way of flying warburger
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hugs wet WarBurger as soon as he hits her.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja laughs out loud.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger sticks to Bobolai and smears ketchup all over her!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( how big is this Warburger? )
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( rather short i guess )
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see [Outlaw] Remarto being taped up to the wall by HotDog WarBurger.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What?!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Get a room you two!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Who?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto forces a gag into Norja's mouth.  Ahhh, blessed quiet.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see Norja being taped up to the wall by [Outlaw] Remarto.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Remarto and Norja?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto whips out a feather and tickles Norja foolish!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: No
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: YES
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!*  Go [Outlaw] Remarto!!!  Bobolai cheers him on.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger shoves Norja into a barn and forces her to cluck like a CHICKEN!!!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You batsard
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: lol
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger goes ooOOooOOoo.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja kicks Remarto between the legs.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gasps in astonishment.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blushes as HotDog WarBurger gives her hawt smoochins!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger drops his pants and rudely moons Bobolai!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ketchup all over me!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: why are you kicking my illusionary double ?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja grabs a club and starts bashing Remarto.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto looks confused
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai flails about wildly, splattering everyone else with ketchup too!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: SHUT UP!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps bashing Remarto.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger rides up upon his warburger and proceeds to eat it *nomnom*.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger steps between [Outlaw] Remarto and the danger without a thought to his own safety.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I am a exclusive lady
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I pick a man...A man doesn't pick me...
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: yuck why would i want you, i already got one
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: yuck why would i want you, i already got one
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: mis
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Does that go through that skull of yours.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You pathetic maggot!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: pathetic microbe
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear HotDog WarBurger has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ...
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You are a waste of my time...You...You...
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Calm down Norja...Just...Focus.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You remind me of a certain (what do you call an NPC in roleplay channel)
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: not particularly crucial
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Look, Norja's blushing!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I ain't!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points excitedly at Norja!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Shame on you!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja spawns a demonic violin.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Look, Remarto, take your chance!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto pushes bobolai forward and then runs in the opposit direction
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja starts playing the violin agressively.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hunches her shoulders, wrinkles her face, and squints at Norja.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: How dangerous can a violin be anyway?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja pushes Bobolai while still playing.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing ignoring Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja finishes playing.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ok...What did you want to ask?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: the men have left, there's no fun anymore.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Do I look like I care about them?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snores at Norja.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Do we need them?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja spawns a holy piano.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja sits on the chair and starts playing the piano.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto pulls out a shotgun and blows the brains out of the zombified Norja!
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( Where did you get that shotgun! )
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing the piano.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto aims the Whack-a-Troll machine at a bobo bear...you pity it.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I don't
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger consoles [Outlaw] Remarto. It is obvious that HotDog WarBurger cares.
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ok...Same place?
T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Miss.
T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: i put on my robe and wizard hat
T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I forgot how sexy I looked
T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: very sexy
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am Morgwan Freeman...This is day two of my life in Transylvania
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I made a shocking discovery...This isn't Transylvania
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger gasps as he realizes what Morgwan did.
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: This is a place called...Oh nevermind....
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pizza Lizza: The I claim this land of 'OhNevermind' as my own!
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I had a couple of people today trying to take away my freedom...But I still hold my freedom...
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger is now HotDog WarBurger Freeman.
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: My pride is broken...
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: My dog killed...My riches taken from those damn bandits
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger repairs your pride with a stick of quick-glu!
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pizza Lizza passes a roll of duct-tape to Morgwan.
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am deciding to become one with this place
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: If I want my sexy voice and face to get outta here...
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger spills Morgwan's blood on the floor for the unification process
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am gonna do something called a Campaign...
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: A fellow traveler told me that is the only way I can learn...
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: And that it will train up my skills
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: i am looking for candidates, candidates to be made into patties!
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: So go on a date withmap
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: go to room 'Island Oasis Bar' on island section of prosper,get umbrella holder,goto room 'Southwest of the Sea Witch', open down, down, north, hold umbrella,open north, north, kill 
T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis
T3/r7/2014-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gboomstick: Hi guys! Im pretty new to all this
T3/r7/2014-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger pardons Gboomstick for being pretty new.
T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: It is day 4 of my stay in this land...
T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I...Morgwan Freeman...Have made significant progress.
T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I...Have faith in myself
T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I have the needs to grow even larger.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto at recall
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: FOR WHO PATRICIA
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto at recall, looks around after many hours of brainstorming. Oto realizes that the time has arrived to begin his journey into the real world.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why would you want to journey to the real world, stranger?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I am looking for something.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wonders what you're looking for.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: I am destroying something.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: repeatedly
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto looks at Duvala, repeatedly destroying something and wonders if she can be a reliable companion on his journy. However, Oto wants to get stronger to venture off on his lonesome like a wanderer.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm pretty sure Duvala's a man, sir Oto
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I don't know.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala ruffles Oto's hair playfully.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto steps back with a vibe of confusion.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Sorry, Sir.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Although, who needs a reliable companion anyway? So much more fun if you're not sure who to trust.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sure, I only have 23 teeth left, and I'm sure my previous companion stole five of 'em, but it was a hell of a ride! 
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs deeply, before starting to cough like an old hooker who smokes too much,
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto  lets out a sigh as he sratches his head.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Somebody's a bit sore over the divorce... :P
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Divorce? Where you married, Duvala?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: To Dyvina..
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I lost the conversation here
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What're we talking about?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: About destruction.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto  notices a vampire.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Suggest's leaving it alone
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is a vampire, but doesn't see why that's relevant.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala tosses a pie at Ketta and hits him right in the FACE!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: frowns
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: whois ketta
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: mis
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I donno who she is, maybe she'll tell us!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina leans forward in her seat eagerly.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto notices a triton with pie on his face.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: A FROWNING triton!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto not caring about the current situation ventures to The land of the Believer.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The land of the believer? Not brave
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Are you following me, Dyvina?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Should I?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a long draw on his pipe, his fur still blood soa
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a long draw on his pipe, his fur still blood soaked from his last battle.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto  Likes the idea of Dyvina following him around but how long until she attacks him in his sleep? Oto wonders if she can be trusted. Noticing The prophet's eyes fog over and a rush of energy fills the air. You
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course you can trust me, I'm a vampire. Would I lie to you?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala warns Oto the dangers of an assassin companion. "They are not easily trusted, nor for long periods of time..."
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, as long as your journey doesn't do me harm, I'm sure you will live.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'll let you look after my daggers at night if it'll let you feel better, Mister Oto :P
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto thinks for a moment. The female vampire Dyvina would like to join the journey as long as it doesn't harm her. But, her ex-husband, Duvala's warning is also a key to the allience that might form. With no hesitation Oto says "Yes, you may join me on my journey, however, you must relize I am the ruler of the undead- Oto the Necromancer"
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not a zombie, I'm a vampire. I have no master, I go where the wind takes me.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What warning?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala shrugs as he sees Oto making a potential mistake that may bite him later...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eh, anyway, wind's blowing me after you because it could be fun. You've nothing to steal, and there's no reason for me to kill you, so I won't :P.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: The wind brought you to me. The wind has you questioning me. The wind has you under it's control, Dyvina. Give me a good explination why the wind has you under it's command and not I.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala goes, "Heh."
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Because the wind's just as fickle as I am.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So it should know what it's doing, no?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala puts his pipe away, chants 'doorway' and disappears.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Dyvina
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You may join me.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina collapses to the ground and howls a sound full of grief and sorrow.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Blah
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I meant *grin, not *gri
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER WOMAN..
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Either way, wonderful! But can we go to scarier places than the land of the believer?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is the matter?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah Sir Irya!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Welcome to the inn, Sir.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just came back from a griffon hunt.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Hello. I am Oto
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya The Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sticks out his hand.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I just came back from a griffon hint.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm Dyvina, the unreliable assassin. 
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shakes hands with Oto.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My students are In the room upstairs...I came down here to rest up and drink.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I see a familiar face...And then I am here.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a chair and sits on it.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto laughs at Dyvina's statement
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Irya, what do you teach?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a sip of mead.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a monster-hunter,demon slayer and man-hunter....Even a Spirit-Walker.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I teach all of those.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Are their any requirements to apply for your teachings?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala roars in victory over his fallen enemy.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: don't try to kill him is a requirement.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I learnt that the hard way.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: With a stake in the shoulder.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need to survive the brutal training...And mutagen injection.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which will enhance your body...But often comes to heart faliure.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to the serving wench behind the bar to bring more mead.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Waiter!...Give me some of that spice wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mmm mead.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I prefer wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks the spice wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala is still regretting this morning's wine binge...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a mead moustache now.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...That wine...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Always burns my throat and cheeks.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Love it.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto feeling leftout continues with helping the Prophet within the Path of the Believer
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oto, no, have some mead!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You leaving?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or wine...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or shots
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I need to get stronger. I am on a journey.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course... 
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Speaking of which...I left 4 drunken women up in the room...Those are my students.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala continues to murder things until his hangover begins to subside...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina Gets up to follow Oto from the inn.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, you're not coming along?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go and stay with my students.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose so.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't leave them four drunk.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Irya?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: What is the mutagen injection?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina reaches for her fur coat, which is hanging across her chair.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mmm yes, good question
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A drink we are given...It enhances body strength reflexes...But changes the bone structure...And everything overall
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The con is that your heart might fail or your body might cancel all actions.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is called Injection...Because of the pains...Like a needle.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Any further questions?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't have any, shall we go help the Prophet?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Can I use my Psionicist ablities to communicate with you if you dont mind. 
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto laughs at his pun
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You, Irya
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You may.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Thank you. Now we may go Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina throws the fur coat around her shoulders, concealing her eight daggers hidden in her clothes.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto thinks
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: About what?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You are being very unhelpful
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I need a stachel and you have not yet done nothing about that.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not the helpful kind of companion.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm more like... the annoying but necessary character in a comedy.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina vanishes before your eyes, then reappears behind you, holding out a greyish satchel.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But, there you are then.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is the matter?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A satchel, behold!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...That is a rather useless one.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to know what he wants to use it for though.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: recall
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't...I wanna stay here and drink.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: why don't you just ask?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I've learned to stop drinking when my hands feel detached from my body.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My companions are piss drunk singing...At least the Inn music is better.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These Bards are useful...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sings an amazing Bard song.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: What are Bards, Irya?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...Keep singing...The voice is blocking the singing from my four students.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are poets and singers.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have seen a lot of them.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go to sleep...See you tomorrow?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can barely walk so...This may take a while.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks up the stairs and finally reaches his room.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto  at recall wonders if he needs anymore supplies.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Hail
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Sleet!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Snow
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: What do you mean by snow?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: what do you mean by sleet?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Why do you ask me?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I could ask you the same thing
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Ummm...
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: For Sparta?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto crosses his arms in the attemp to look serious and amused
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sparta?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is confused.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What's for sparta?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: War?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: This...Is...Sparta?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I suppose that makes sense.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Did I do It right?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Seems rather cold out, who's up for a pipe and a pint?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And some stories, of course
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto after helping the Prophet returns to recall and goes shopping. Now that the shopping is finished Oto thinks about what to do next.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Come have a pint at the inn, Oto
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Alcoholic
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Oto should hang out with Ketta , ketta suggests
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Can I join?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: O' course
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto realizes he is able to talk with everyone with the power of his mind because he is a Psionicist.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't read my mind Oto
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's not nice.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I won't I will only communicate with you like that when I am far away.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alright then
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's acceptable.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Where is this Inn, Dyvina?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: -j
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto is confused
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: In the middle of nowhere, Southern parts of Aylor. Quite a walk in the snow.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I will go train. I am only level 11
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am level 103... but I have trained as much as I could
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You tiered. Haven't you?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: big deal :P
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: What are you people talking about?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto noitces Duvala and believes is statement is driven by jelousy
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What statement?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm confused.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Duvala said "big deal :p"
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well he's right, it isn't, I'm only T!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: T1.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not like I'm a t9 or something fancy like that.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: fing yowza
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto shakes his head with disagreement.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You disagree with?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Being T1 is really cool.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: How so?
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala attempts to make Oto close his mouth in the interest of peace.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Dyvina, I always recreate.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well... alrighty. Then I suppose it's pretty cool.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I just like wearing a 91 set at level 81
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I never realy know what type of charater I want to be.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you don't like your character at T0, you get to change it at T1
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I know that and I like being a Necromancer.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Intriguing
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto Hugs Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sings 100 bottles of beer on the wall.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto  joins in.
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cheers and sings... she is just BURSTING with joy!
T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twinkle tinkle little smar, how The Vixxen Dyvina wonders where's the bar?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto returning to Questor hopes his next venture will be dangerous.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders around in search of adventure.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: heyyoo 
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, The Vixxen Dyvina greets Khendachi warmly.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Feeling badly bruised khendachi Greets dyvina with a smile 
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wonders why Khendachi is so bruised.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi  explains that he was mugged but escaped
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: who mugged you? 
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers around herself intently.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Kharpern khendachi says hurt and in shock
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina comforts Khendachi.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: did the big nasty immsies mugs you?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi wishes dyvina good luck on her war
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nobody ever wants to fight.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: maybe their afraid of you power?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not that I have much of that, but thank you for the complement.
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: compliment* even
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi smiles warmly and says"no prob"shall we go on our adventure?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ofcourse!
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Adventure Time!
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi gets up and Gears up let's move out
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where're we off to?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: ivar pub?
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There's an idea
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol I'm here 
T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: I can't see you my eyes are weak
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is the day I hoped that would never come.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I woke up alone in bed.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes out a violin and begins to play slow, sad music.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I brush my teeth alone.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I have breakfast alone.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: you dont have to be alone
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day...I forget about her warm hands touching my face.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo flirts with Irya, hmmm wonder what she wants? *wink*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I even forgot her face...But I have to move on.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: move on you say
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo flirts with Irya, hmmm wonder what she wants? *wink*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tuypo's trying to help.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Especially when a hot Eldar is flirting with me. )
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I have to go on.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thou Is not a man..If thou have no strength.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now I stand here.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A man.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ready to move on.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Let the storm rage on...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: To find a girl.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs out loud.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am so gonna fail.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I guess I will just sit down and drink red spice wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sets down the violin, and walks towards the barkeeper.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...You good with that violin.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What're you gettin'?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Red Spiced Wine...please
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mead!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai uppercuts the barkeeper, knocking him out, before snatching a huge bottle of red spice wine off the rack and slamming it onto the table in front of Irya.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Help thyself, Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er, do you and the barkeep have a bad history or summin'?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up the bottle and starts drinking.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: None of your businessm, young lad. Get yet mead.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not a lad. I'm a girl. 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grumpily taps some mead into a glass.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ye don't look like a girl
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks down at her breasts.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Erm, I'm pretty sure I look like a girl.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle off the shelf, opens it and gulps it down.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bah, I can't tell no difference.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drags a chair and sits down next to Irya, with a loud *THUMP*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sits on the edge of the bar with a bewildered expression on her face. 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So, wadda usually do, young lad- fine, girl?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion exclaims "ARR!" and makes an intimidating face.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Normally I tail Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up, something must have grabbed her attention.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: i let her tail me since I wuv boobs
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Claimed Cirion's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: man breasts are great
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So, that's the legendary Citrion?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I tail him because normally he has Rum with him.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: legendary?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That drink was good
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a mead moustache now.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...That drink hit the spot.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well Ciri, seems like you're well known
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: hope its all bad though
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who is this Ciri?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion shrugs helplessly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: May say he's the leader, even creator, of the worst, most unforgiving areas in these lands.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points excitedly at Claimed Cirion!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is your full name lady?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ciri isn't a lady.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: think its the mead talkin
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's because of his hood.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's the wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya Jameson...People call me Irya The Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or now...Because I have passed the test...The Witcher Elite.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I have heard of a young lad named Jameson...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm just Dyvina, I don't have a last name anymore.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...My friend.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: im just too sober.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jameson is my surname.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pours more mead in Cirions mug.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, Ciri, have some mead!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hops off the bar, strolling over to Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jameson Is a friend of mine...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: RUM!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know him as Jamie.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs an unwilling Claimed Cirion by the arm and together they dance a tuneless, stumbling jig...be glad it isn't you!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: mead are for women
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I slayed many.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I drink wine.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I slayed the pit-dragon with my bear fists.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bear fists? Never knew rangers could do that
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do go on, sorry
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I prefer daggers and stalking.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed the Demons themselves...But unfortunately they made a city called Vlad.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion is stalking The Vixxen Dyvina again. When will he get a clue?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: More into sneaky arts than straight up bashing through things.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed many humans...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bounces onto Claimed Cirion's lap and wiggles about.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a lot of blood on my hands aswell
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Silence, Irya, there seems to be action here
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: where is my rum?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle of rum from the rack and tosses it towards Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: This gonna be good
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion stumbles and misses the catch.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whispers to Bobolai:"I am also a lady killer".
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina catches the bottle right before it hits the floor.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: ehrrm, got another?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: see this is why I love this girl
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points excitedly at The Vixxen Dyvina!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Silly clumsy humans :P
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolf...Don't count me in.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts the bottle of rum down on the table before taking a big swig.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: after*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So Dyvina is en elf, huh? No wonder I thought her male.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not an elf.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am a vampire.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: tastes even better now.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mutters something quietly to herself.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At least Wolfen women have breasts.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion takes the bottle and a glass and stumbles off to a table in the corner.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is agreeing with that Irya person again...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have breasts aplenty, thank you very much.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But really huge ones.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Our wolf women.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: aplenty? That sounds absolutely horrible...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are rather hot...As you humans say it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was talking about our women.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I'm not arguing with wolves, that's already led to an insane war between our races.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hate Vampires.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: who want to even come close to a wolfens breast gets your mouth filled with hair.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cuddles Claimed Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They don't have hair.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: eh at least Id guess so
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly at Claimed Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like wolfen breats....And They don't have hair.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well Irya, I don't mind wolves, they make good pets, unless they shed. I'm still cleaning up after the last wolf that lived in my manor.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im sure some do.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why you?!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are not your pets you beast!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You suck on blood for a living.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gulps down some more beer and sits back to enjoy the drama.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rather a more hygienic way of living than ripping things apart.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: but arr the sensation of a vampire bite
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bites Claimed Cirion on the neck!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I brush my teeth
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion looks at The Vixxen Dyvina and swoons in ecstasy.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I wash my fur.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: not sure if they're listening to you Irya, this young couple.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And then you have to comb for hours to ensure you don't shed on the furniture.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh okay
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: licking yourself does not count as washing.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I comb it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Claimed Cirion person again...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everytime before a fight.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And when I wake up In the morning.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Should rather wash after a fight, dear.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And preferably with water
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I only shed during summer.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like being clean before the fight.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As long as you shed on the tiles and don't sit on the furniture like a bad doggy, I'm okay with it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just so I can show female humans and wolves gow badass they are
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just so I can show how badass I am
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not your dog you bloodsucking fiend.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I wouldn't wait for you to clean yourself, I'd just tear off your jugular and leave you dying.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Now now, I don't suck blood, I drink it from a wine glass.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or Ciri, but that's only cause he likes it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina softly nuzzles Claimed Cirion's neck.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But you do drink blood
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion licks The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course I do, it keeps my strength up. But you don't drink blood, you just tear apart raw flesh and gobble it up like a barbarian.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: some things just require finesse
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Claimed Cirion person again...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's why I'm a silent killer, and not a brutish wolfen warrior.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai fluffles Irya's fur mercilessly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why has the bar gone silent?! More meed!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: mead*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: or more weed?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't cloud my mind with that... Anymore.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: a bit of both
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mostly because I don't know the merchants who deal in it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai walks to a corner of the bar, and pulls out a hookah.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina 's eyes grow wide.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I'm not sure how this works. But I just saw a few wierd o' people use it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I got me rum.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Have they been tested for illnesses?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Some... things... have weird illnesses.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No idea of those. But what can we do about them anyway?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sets the hookah down.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina suddenly staples Irya to a nearby desk with blinding speed and drunken accuracy. Blood and staples fly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Wolfie, wake up!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What happened?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: You mightve angered tha dog.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think he's grumpy now.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wrinkles her face, squints and looks around blindly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai picks up a hookah pipe, and attempts to... blow.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers at the hookah rather quizzingly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I'm not sure that's how one does it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: well then.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sucks.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks up at Bobolai. "How's it taste then?"
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sneaks up beside Claimed Cirion and wriggles up under his arm.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai breathes out a cloud of smoke. 'Woah... heavy...'
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai attempts to look at Dyvina and Cirion, but her eyes roll around in her head.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am no Warrior
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am rather civilized...Until I get into a fight.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah yes, you're a Paladin. Goody-two-shoes knight!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My father was a Paladin
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And His father  before him
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My father was a person.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stares at Irya intently. 'So... willing to smoke?'
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't smoke
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not sure Paladins are allowed to smoke.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: we're devils and black sheep, really bad egs drink up me earties yoho!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I barely drink...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't use drugs.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Claimed Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That we are, Captain!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sighs as she... sucks the pipe... another time, the hookah making bubbling sounds.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Do ya lose your powers if you go off 'he line Irya?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina downs the rest of the mead, flies up and rushs at the bar, before grabbing a huge bottle of vodka. She returns to her seat on Cirion's lap.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 'Course 'e does
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Paladin Law
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion strokes The Vixxen Dyvina's inner thigh...someone tell them to get a room!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't lose powers.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at Irya.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is all based upon decision
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am faithful to God...And I won't smoke and do drugs.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I only drink Wine and Scotch.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And even water If I am lucky
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Interesting.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am buying you some Marijuana.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which I am not sure If It is even worth fighting for.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which God, Irya?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: these lands have many.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Lord Himself.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And The Freeman.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai says 'Since no one will share the smoke with me...', picks up the hookah and throws it back to the corner of the bar. It breaks with a loud, resonating CRASH
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well I believe In The Lord...But I hang around with Freeman.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: when you stare death in the eyes, god is the last thing you think about
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well now you've ruined the hookah.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina snuggles up to Claimed Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I haven't stared at death for a LONG time.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is blushing as Claimed Cirion kisses the tip of their nose. Disgusting, yet cute.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I fully believe In God.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I always pray to him...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: always? does he always listen?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Lord gives me his blessing when the time comes.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai watches the lovely acts of Cirion and Duvina, not listening.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: that'll be 10 gold cois Bobolai
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His miracles work in mysterious ways.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai tosses a bunch of gold coins into Cirion's lap, without counting how many she actually gave.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hope I gave enough, still a bit high from te' hookah...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Paladins are so annoying.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: why?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Although they could be fun to argue with.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Leave the Paladin to his ways :P
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im just thinkin hes god cant do much but listen to him all day, no time to really help.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Now I'm curious.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai leans towards Irya slowly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion snickers softly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Let him be, he has his reasons for his beliefs. His scars will tell his stories.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina drinks some of the vodka.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion cuddles The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My deity is named Calliope, the muse of the sea.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: mm, sea
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Close to Cirion's, Captain Morgan :P
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai realising that Irya seems to be doing not much, she diverts her attention to Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Bobolai, what's your god called?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me? 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me, worshipping a god?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which of the gods of the lands do you sacrifice your loot to?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It would seem that it's Ayla.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A popular deity in Aylor.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Oh goodness! I'm not even sure of that! Pretty sure my loot goes down the trash... as far as I'm concerned, I pray to no god!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Most of my loot goes to the shop, anyway.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bites Claimed Cirion on the neck!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion giggles at The Vixxen Dyvina's actions.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: divide up the plunder!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: One hundred bottles of mead on the wall!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion mutters "not this again".
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Maybe I ought to worship to the one true god... Mead!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle of mead and drinks!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hiccups.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Come on Ciri, be a sport!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sends Claimed Cirion across the dance floor.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Arrgh, okay but I wont sing.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion grabs an unwilling The Vixxen Dyvina by the arm and together they dance a tuneless, stumbling jig...be glad it isn't you!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the violin again, and plays haphazardly while singing horribly!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HEY CLERICS! I COULD USE A HEAL!  Bobolai has begun to sing.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: whos strangling the shipcat?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh dear lord, what is that noise?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stops and looks around, confused.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: thank Morgan it stopped.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where did you learn that torturous sound?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What are you talking about? That can't possibly be me
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: maybe the giant needs a slightly larger violin.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oh my Calliope, that was intense.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: but for the love of captain morgan dont ever sing again, gives me a headache.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Very well...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina comforts Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai thanks The Vixxen Dyvina heartily.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: At least you're very pretty.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods quietly to herself.  What a wacko.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blinks, her eyes moving from Dyvina to Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion peers intently at The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: do i want to know what you plan now dear?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps not, Ciri
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But If you can find a giant-sized unmarked van, some cables and ducktape, you'd be very helpful.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion walks around in the room, looking very confused.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins as she bares her teeth, before offering both of you some Vodka.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the vodka out of Dyvina's hand and *gulp* drinks it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion tickles The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im good hun, need to be able to get up from my bath after Ive had it.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to bath too *nudge nudge wink wink*
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina thinks it isn't fair that Bobolai can drink a bottle vodka like that. It's basically just a glass for her.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Ive never stopped you before.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Claimed Cirion.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: and i sure dont see a reason to do it now
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's true
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Has the giant passed out?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...i'm not even sure where this is going.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I dunno, dont know much about giants, maybe they are like horses and sleep standing.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pours the remaining vodka on Cirion's head.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: This vodka be nufflin' more than water anyway
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I guess I wont need a bath after all.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: time to take my leave, I wish you two girls a good evening.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion kisses The Vixxen Dyvina fiercely.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed, I myself must be off
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina stands up rather unsteadily, before turning into a bat and flying off into the night.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders into the inn, looking dishevelled and dirty.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi  takes dyvina into a Room with a warm bath for her to clean herself
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is in the tub.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Privacy please?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi picks irya up out of the bath and carries her into a lovely Room :p for her to dry off
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a man...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dumbass...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his clothes on.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol fail
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn Elf.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't even take a bath.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> Any rp's?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi  walks out of the Room like nothing happend
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Any rp's?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are you talking about?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is roleplay you speak off?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: this is the RP channel, are there any rp's i can join (speaking out of character)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is this roleplay you speak off?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: this is the RP channel, are there any rp's i can join (speaking out of character)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I dunno. )
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: (O.O.C.) can i join your rp?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris perks up, something must have grabbed his attention.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here is the recruiter.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mr.Skyris.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> Skyris!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris smacks ArcEternal out of his boots with a sign reading "YOUR MOM !!"
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Please tell Mr.Skyris to stop ignoring me?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (Where is this based, setting, and what is this rp about?)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: wait what... did someone bath the wolf?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: this game doesnt do much rp
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: finally. :P
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I took a bath.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion exclaims "ARR!" and makes an intimidating face.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I needed one.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (example: Forest, War)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (Where is this based, setting, and what is this rp about?)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: most majority of player here actually play the game :P
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (example: Forest, War)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Until the Elf threw me away.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: clean puppy!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Irya.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not your puppy
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -pokes irya in da face- -laughs-
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop It
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not a puppy.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -_-
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -_-
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi is Feeling Sneaky
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs ArcEternal with one hand.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop poking me...Or I will rip your head off.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: -_- ... RAWRZ -ArcEternal
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Sneaky time :p
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: -_- ... RAWRZ -ArcEternal
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> get wat i mean
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop poking me.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts meditating.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> but itz fun
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris is asking everyone to speak clear english.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is It fun If I rip your head off?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -complies-
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> no thats boring
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I agree.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -smiles- poking you is fun
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -pokes gut-
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris just gave drag the Bird *gasp* what a ass
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris gives a Catisu Snubwing the bird.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> what are we even doing?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> lol this isnt a rp
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: well most of us are actually playing the game.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> i do too, i found about the rp channel 5 minuets ago
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Irya.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: the rp channel traditionally is for discussions in the inn...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi pets Dyvina :p
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: not for orgies.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vaedus perks up, something must have grabbed his attention.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Lol who said anything about orgies?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's what it looked like in here earlier.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: when Irya was mistaken for a lady.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Lol oh yeah that was weird and now I'm off to ivar pub
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am gonna kill you.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: iam waiting
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slashes Khendachi into pieces.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: kill who?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Elf.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Now you ruined my fur.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go and clean up now.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on Bathtub
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps in the bathtub.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A lot of blood...Damn...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Blood?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina perks up, something must have grabbed her attention.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: just as Irya cleans his fur Khendachi Appears from Behind ...you killed his clown haha And decapitates you you are dead..
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: what 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi glares at dyvina and disappears and appears behind dyvina stealing 5 gold coins and fleeing to Ivar pub lol :p
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: did you just steal from an assassin? 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: oh yes I did!!!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi lights a pip with some Fresh kush with 6 samurai katana blades straped to his back on his Way To Etheral!
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: All of my friends are gone.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I am a Lone Wolf on the field now.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes . o O ( My flist is very empty. )
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes . o O ( Quite red actually. )
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Although...I hunt one person...
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: The person who threatened my friends...My people.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I will return...With his head.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi  wields his Legendary Flaming katana blade entering a abondoned empty building..
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi decapitates Oto He is Dead..
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto gushes blood all over the place
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi kicks oto in the fountain and loots his corps 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto having the power of Psionics comes backto life and raise the dead commands his army of zombies to hunt down and kill Khendachi..
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi being a samurai Mage casts his elemental Powers apon the zombies crushing them then Casts Odins spear apon Oto Making sure Oto is destroyed never to return
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto oto has been defeated by the mighty khendachi. (Game Over. Will you continue?...9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..YOU LOSE)
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mosher: out of coins?
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi bows towards Oto's dead body and says"you wEre a worthy aponent"
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: level !
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost is expressing how much wootness Snowangel Tzadkiel exhibits.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel makes sure Vost's slippers are warm and his pip is freshly packed 
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost slips his feet into his slippers
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost purrs contentedly.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina curls up and lays her head on her paws.
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Awww ! snuggles up to Dyvina
T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel snugglepiles her friendss 
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto begins his adventure,
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What adventure to where?
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala raises an eyebrow.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai joins Oto, jogging behind him.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I am going to challenge the Spyre.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai has just 'pfft'ed you! How disgusting!
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai goes 'pfft' at Oto and covers him with globs of spittle!
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Is that it?
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I could literally stomp 'em to the ground!
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Did you finish up on The Path of the Believer?
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: For now.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Yes, Duvala
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto looks at Bobolai
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Oto.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You are very skilled.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bah, all I do is bash 'em in their stupid skulls
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto notices Bobolai's annoying personality and decides to keep his thoughts to himself.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wibbles threateningly.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala ruffles The Vixxen Dyvina's hair playfully.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do remind me, who is the wolfen and who's the vampire?
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala snickers softly.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Grrrrrrr
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi  decapitates Khaleesi she is Dead.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina says "So long, and thanks for all the fish!", and leaves.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto , bored, hopelessly studys his geography text books because he wants to pass the up and coming test.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: dragon
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: where?!
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: ment to do rt dragon
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai falls down laughing.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger consoles ArcEternal. It is obvious that HotDog WarBurger cares.
T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger prods ArcEternal into action!
T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: is chewing on his toy stuffed goat....(strange indeed)..... num num num
T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto wakes up.
T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Good morning!
T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Hello, Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day I said no...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day I lost her...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day my house burned down...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: What was It?...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Greed?
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Selfishness?
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Playing Smart?
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Acting like I know something?
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Those are the questions i ask myself after that day...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Too many questions...
T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: No answers.