T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckle echoes on the wind and althoe you search you cannot find him.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith appears by a rather large tree with an apple. he takes a bite of the apple and chuckles as he waits for someone to talk to.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the roaf.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the road.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles as he stand up "hello nice day today isnt it?"
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith dissapears from sight just to reappear witha couple of apples
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tosses an apple to irya
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs the apple and bites it.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "tasts good. but i have other ways of gaining energy."
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really?
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down on a nearby rock.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles as the apple wilts in his hand "life energy is my favorit way of gaining energy.... keeps me strong."
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Interesting.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Food keeps everyone strong...But in battle Dark Elixirs Gulf my guts in power.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grunts as he removes both of his broudswords from his back. "ive had enough weight training for today." he puts both into the ground and sigjs as he rests his back against the trunk of the tree.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grunts as he removes both of his broudswords from his back. "ive had enough weight training for today." he puts both into the ground and sighs as he his back against the trunk of the tree.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith cracks his neck "been runnin jobs everywhere. need a brake.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "what do you do as a living?"
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Monster-Hunting.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "nice"
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "sorry for cutting this short but i really must go... work calls"
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good...Go.
T3/r7/2014-09-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up and dissapears from sight.
T3/r7/2014-09-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 'Gadzooks!' cries Bobolai. 'How arst thee today, mine good lord?'. The room goes quiet.
T3/r7/2014-09-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl is talking to a bobo bear. You catch the words "permanent qreset".
T3/r7/2014-09-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 'Hey nonny nonny', spake Bobolai, brow sweating with the effort of RP, 'Sarl's connection doth lag badly. Dude.'
T3/r7/2014-09-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl really believes he is a dangerous elven warrior. Ignore them and they might go away.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: anyone here?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Where are we?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe slices through the shadows appear on up on the stage of this rustic bar
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe twirls.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: watch your step! before you fall...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe taps his feet slowly setting a resonating beat
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe roars in victory over his fallen enemy.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe quicken his pace until you realized that he is riverdancing
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle of rum while the bartender frantically troies to stop Prolithe.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: tried*
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: tries*
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: re
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde comes into the bar, notices strange things happening and walks out
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Magicaly appears in the room, with a great white flash of light.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: AHHHH! WHAT IS THIS LIGHT!!!!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe hops over the bartender and skips, tap, tap down the bar and snatches the rum from bobolai. shaking a finger at him and clucking in disapproval
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai covers her eyes from the brightness!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oops sorry about that, a little to bright.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rubs her eyes
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No problem... hey, where's my rum?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast drink chugs the bottle.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe sets a coffer on the bar and pours himself a shot.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai glares at Prolithe.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehe yah an accident
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: well, dammit.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and creates a new bottle for bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: There ya go. :)
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blinks as the bottles flies into her hand.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe shoots his shot and set the bottle back on upper shelf of the bar.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai turns the bottle around, realising there is no label. She yanks the bottle cap off, and sniffs its contents.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Smells like berries.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: it should be rum, maybe it was cider...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes a gulp, and is suddenly surrounded by a shimmering bright white aura!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wait what
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai admires herself, boggling.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe hops down off the bar and gives Bobolai a pat on the back saying "watch youself stealing in a bar owned by the thief's guild... that could have been a dagger in your back just now"
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast peers intently at Prolithe.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Thanks for letting me know
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe gallantly tips his hat to Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: but what was in this bottle Hella?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: that bartender is a mean ol crotchy bastard
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well.. it was suppose to be booze....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai burps loudly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oops
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast peers intently at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: it does taste like booze, sure.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well you look alright
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: but it's probably mage poison 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I'm no mage, I guess I'm safe
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe bonks a bobo bear on the head for being such an UTTER moron.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe bonks Bobolai on the head for being such an UTTER moron.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: mage poison. as in poison created by a mage
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: nah you should be fine.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: SHOULD.... be fine
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: the white aura around me though. Looks kinda familar.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: that what all zippy zappy magic voodoo cranks would say
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: can't quite put a finger to it...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe snickers softly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: some sort of aura....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: check your nardles man! 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: my what? I don't know that language, whether northern or southern
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast checks his nardles.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: they seem ok...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: i took some random bottle from an ol wizard down by the shore line and i was a female down there for 3 days...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe spits in utter disgust!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: damn zippy zappies
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ohwait.... that was my brother... ramon.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chants something and another bottle appears in his hand.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gets out the... popcorn?... and starts chomping on them.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i can make potoins like that to though.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe nods.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: and give them to random people just for kicks
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe watches bobolai's right hand swell with blisters
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast drinks the bottle, then exclaims "My Nardles..."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe was just standing by bar..... where did he go
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: you better fix him before that thing explodes open
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: don't worry i'm still here somewhere...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: erm...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drops the bottle, causing it to smash into pieces against the floor. WHAT THE NINE HELLS?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Scans the area. than utters 'rathruze' bobolais hand then glows and is healed.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: should be better...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: this is y i keep to the ol natural distilled boozed
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: its ok even eldars cant handle my booze at times.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai thanks HellaBeast heartily.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe emerges behind the bar on the opposite end of bobolai
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hey, bartender, whatever your name is, can I have a bottle of... dunno, just any cheap ol' beer. thanks
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe ducks as a flash of silver grazes his head
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai looks around
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah i think i'll have one too.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: where did that silver thing come from?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: dammnit you old crusty basard that was my earlobe you just took off
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: /ducks
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast mutters something and prolithe is healed.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe pulls the dadgger stuck in the self olding the liquer
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: holding
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: told ya, the bartender is mean...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe holds a piece of cloth to his ear
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: but he's my adopted granddad
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...who cut your ear off?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: like just now
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe through his thumb towards the stage
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: that ol bartender
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: thief's bar... your not suppost to go behind the bar without permission
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: and no he didn't miss...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe puts the dagger under the bar somewhere
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: so beer for you and what ya want hella?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i will have the same
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: stout or on lighter side?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: mmm maybe a nice pale ale if you hav it.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: aye
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: u still want the rot gut bob?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe grabs to dented steins from the back counter
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast hands prolithe a 30 gold coins and tells bobo that she can have any beer she wants.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe puts one of the coins betwen his teeth and bites it
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: to who? 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe nudges Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hey the lizard finally got here
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly at Zyboria.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: mmm i think your juice from earlier put her to sleep
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snores loudly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan saunters in the door, sits on a stool, and orders a "Dragon's Breath".
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe quickly taps the ash keg at the end of the bar and fills the two steins
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai 's nose twitches from the smell of Dragon's Breath, and she suddenly wakes up!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What is that horrible smell?!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe  slide the steins down the bar to zippy zappy and the sleeping fella
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Smells just like a Swamp Dragon!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan sips his drink. Smoke begins to ooze from his ears and nose...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well i knew my mage booze was bad but that... well thats a whole nother lvl.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe ()OoOoO()OoOoO()()OoOoO()OoOoO()!! SmoKeD OuT !!()OoOoO()OoOoO()()OoOoO()OoOoO()
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Lach... you stink...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai faints.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan is somehow maintaining his composure, but his skin has turned a sickly purple colour.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: man.... whats in that?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: hnng. gwiblle. ugh!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai has already fainted from the stench, her head lying on the bar counter.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe whispers from the shadow "grain hand picked directly out of a sleeping dragon's mouth"
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast acks!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i will have 2
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast puts more gold on the counter
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan passes out, spilling his drink on Bobolai and smashing his face against the bar.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( whose face was smahed against the bar? )
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( smashed* )
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe appears out of nowhere using a dagger to swoop the liquid from the bar into a stien with one swift precise move
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wakes up startled, her face covered in booze. She looks around and sees Lach's face flat on the bar counter.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe hands the stein to that zippy zappy fella
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan snores peacefully...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pinches her nose
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai yanks Lach's head from the counter. 'Your nose broke, I think.' 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast downs the contents of the stein in one large gulp, and falls back in the stool.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: huh? yeah. sure is!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast gets up
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: whew... that was strong
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Is there a spell for 'remove stench'?!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: nope just the old fashion way
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: uh maybe, i dont know it though. i can remove nose though
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...what is the old fashioned way? Anything will do!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes one look and turns green as she starts to gag.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: smote Out of nowhere gallons of water head Bobali in the side of the head Prolithe is now standing acroos the room holding a buck
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: et
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: oh wow looky there.... you are a female
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): where are you looking?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: told you i left her nardles.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: casts 'Cell adjustment'. It's super effective.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: men have nardles... i thought she... it... was a dude when ya'll came in
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well er.. didnt give her nardles i mean with my zuppy zappy
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Huh... am I that manly?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: thought that stuff on her face was a maingy beard attempt
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast runs his hands over Bobolai's body, slowly stripping away the clothing...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slaps HellaBeast.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: nope
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast snickers softly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: wow.... i thought all zippy zappies use magic for that
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well i can use magic to do that too...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: but it usually affects the whole room
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at HellaBeast's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I guess you're not into men
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast shakes his head.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe puts on his wizard robe and hat
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: oh.... thought this party was going somewhere else...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand there is a bright flash of pink light and a wierd sounding moan. The whole room is naked
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast gets a blank look on his face.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: Who did that
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe flexes his muscles...what a stud!?!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: feels a little drafty in here...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rolls her eyes, grabs a bottle of something and drinks. Naked.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe hops up on the bar and does jig ending with "TA DA!"
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: may not have been the best idea...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe ()OoOoO()OoOoO()()OoOoO()OoOoO()!! SmoKeD OuT !!()OoOoO()OoOoO()()OoOoO()OoOoO()
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Prolithe. You are puny.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai cackles gleefully at Prolithe.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: thanks
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe winks at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Prolithe's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: don't need to be brawny just quick and precise :b
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What race are you? Clearly not human.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan considers his chances of taking on the whole room!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: erp, i think i've had enough to drink. think i'm hallucinatin'
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: lol
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast . o O ( i wonder... )
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: waves his hand and a demon appears
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and a demon appears
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: i doesn't matter my race. it would happen to fast for you... all you'll remember is a blur and a OH
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: c e
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what is this demon doing here?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: he said he was seeing things
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: imade his hallucanations real
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe appears behind the demons and rams a long thin dagger through thier chest
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ahh he was friendly
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I thought he was an incubus
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sips
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: exactly... he was very friendly
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe bends down and collects the liquid from the demons eye
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hey, friendly. 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai attempts to ogle Prolithe discreetly out of the corner of her eye.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: demons are bad for business if they are breathing in here
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: good for business if they are not 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well lets hope he dosnt see any more things or the will come to life
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai quickly looks away before Prolithe notices.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: with that said prolithe not only are you puny, you are a premature ejeculator aswell?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan goes ooOOooOOoo at Form Aldehyde.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai covers Aldehyde's mouth.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe grabs the demon's body by a foot and drags it into a shadowy corner of the bar and disappers
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Not that kind of language, little cheek.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde says, "Ok, I'll shut up now."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe strolls through the doors dusting his hands off
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: not prematures... get in and get out
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sighs.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snorts.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast snickers softly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: no sense in dittling and dattiling around about it
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: you could take a sec maybe enjoy yourself or is that more of a mage thing...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: enjoying ourselves? sounds like something anyone would like
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Not you, you're Hella hairy.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: i do enjoy my self... but you hit the spot get the oh and you are good. to much then they get clingy, then they go into a frenzy, and then it leads to death... 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: by the way can you make any drinks with that demon eye
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast raises an eyebrow.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Speaking of anyone, I haven't seen him around in a while...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Prolithe's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: heh not the eye just the tears....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and hey eldars arnt THAT hairy...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Must be your winkles then Hella
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Bobolai.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: anyway... those demon tears, can I just add them to a drink and make it good?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i may be a couple 100 years old but i have learned a few... tricks in that time
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe pulls a glass from under the bar filled with at sizzling red liquid
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes ooOOooOOoo.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sorry, not my hella type.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: drop of these and that dragon breath don't stank
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai draws closer to Prolithe, looking at his... glass of red liquid.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehehe dont worry, your are a little to bearded for me.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: May I try it?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: however do you want it.... it's potent stuff...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: think about this... whend have you seen a full blooded demon cry?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai shakes her head.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: they don't even have tears of joy roll down thier face
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well i will try it
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: but first
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and a bottle appears, he then says "Have me drink this if i die."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: If we can force it down your throat
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: It will dissolve in my mouth so it should be pretty simple
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: roger that. take that bottle and give it to you as and enema
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: if you die
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well... you can do that but it dosnt have to be... there, but whatever floats your boat.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe pulls a gnome skull mud from the cupboard and sets it on the bar
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grabs the glass of Red Liquid and he drinks it all in one mighty sip....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast acks!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: uuuuhhhhh run!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast falls over... and grows crimson scales. and a pair of blood red wings
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe prolithe vanishes in the shadows
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: wait for it....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast tries to speak but all that comes out is drogons fire
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stays back from Helladragon
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: that is real dragon's breath...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Spreads his new wings and flies around the bar.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Whee!"
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai boggles at the concept.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe Jumps down from the rafters on to the flying zippy zappy
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Watch the ceiling!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Is Hella still himself?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah i think so, im not trying to kill you guys...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and i can talk again
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai cautiously approaches Helladragon
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: To be honest, he's kinda adorable in dragon form
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe grabs a hand full of hair with one hand and uses the other to slice the right wing off at it's base.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hey ow
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slaps Prolithe.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: now i have to stich it back on
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: can you still use magic when dragon form?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Waves his hand and a new wing grows in its place
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: guess so
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe cuts the other wing off and smashes that bottle of unknown into the wounds as his back flips off the beast
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ahh what was that
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast acks!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai comforts HellaBeast.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast transforms and becomes his normal self again
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai jumps back!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ahhh i liked beinjg half dragon half mage...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: your arms... your arms!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: collect the wings and tosses them to a shadowie figure up on stage
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai attempts to get up, but is not agile enough.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: dammit!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: did you just sell my wings on the black market
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: that wasn't dragon breath... and you were not a dragon
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: YOU TOOK HIS DAMN ARMS
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: RETURN THEM TO HIM
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: nah its ok i can just, find some more... from somewhere.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: what wings... and he has his arms.... he just has them invisable to you
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ahh you told her...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: zippy zappies always trying to pull the pitty card
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and his arms become visable again
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehe i told you hallucinations become real
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Way to scare me.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: anyway you were not a dragon...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: you drank the undiluted tears of a demon 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh so i was part demon
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: a hellademon if you will
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: since you are of an magically race the pure evil souls that linger around without bodies were attracted to imbue your body... then ur mind.. then ur souls.....
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: He was amazingly cute... as in puppy adorable cute...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Riddim: anyone want to cyber
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: why must all the adorable things be so evil
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: only in the beginning
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav puts on his robes and wizard hat...
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i wonder if i can use some magic and look like an adorable dragonlette again
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: rolled? what does that mean?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Speaking of magic, are our clothes just invisible or what?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: who got rick rolled?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh yah i forgot about that
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chants some word that you cant understand and everyones clothes are returned from the 9 hells
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh sorry about the burns
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: they got a litlle toasty down there
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at HellaBeast's weird actions.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i banished them
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I thought only souls can be banished
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well if not banishment then something happened to 'em.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I do smell like a succubus now though
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I think
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sniffs herself.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i wouldnt smell that it might fill you with succubus lust
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: but u still got them man rags on
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Prolithe: heh and theres not succubus around to lust after
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah thats true.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pouts. 
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Mutters some Incantation and he starts to look like the adorable demonlette again, he then assures everyone that the spell is just for looks, and that he isnt a demon.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Can I pet your head Hella?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pats HellaBeast on his head.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So cute
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pets HellaBeast.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ruffles HellaBeast's hair playfully.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai removes her hand. 'Can you fly?'
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast jumps in the air and stays, he says "I guess so". ho lands and offers her a ride.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You want a lady to ride you. Admit it.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehe well i wasnt going to put it like that... but i'm not denying it.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast spanks Bobolai playfully.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast grins evilly.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rolls her eyes, disgusted.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No more petting!
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehe you said to admit it
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai goes, "Hmmmm."
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pours a bottle of beer into a bowl.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast just licked Bobolai's hand. Interesting.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ruffles HellaBeast's hair playfully.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Let me watch a dragonlette sip beer from a bowl
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast takes the bowl happily and drinks it, spilling some on himself in the process.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly at HellaBeast.
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: satisfied?
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Yea thanks
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: glad to help
T3/r7/2014-09-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast smiles happily.
T3/r7/2014-09-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs through the swampy forest.
T3/r7/2014-09-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shahana steps into the meadow, a smile spreads across her face as she breathes deep the morning air.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dashes through the forest.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on a little rabbit.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gotcha!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Forgive me for this little rabbit.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his knife and slashes it's throat.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Alas,You serve as food.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya ties the dead bunny on his belt.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye oh, long time no see Irya
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye emerges from the shadows
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks along a long lazy road
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya passes by next to you.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: long time no see
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah...Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how have you been doing lately?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn man Is that you?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at himself
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think so...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shows off his marriage finger.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Look at me :)
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? you like my new gear?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a married man.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: when?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why didnt i know of this?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't know.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We got married a month ago.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i cant say much but well done
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks :)
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My beautiful Kalaya.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What has been going on with you?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: everyone is beautiful when you love them
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, a bit of this and a bit of that
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at a bunch of guards running towards him
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok,what did you do now?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...and some of those
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his sword.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come here you maggots.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye draws his silver sword
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver Is used for monsters.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, here goes nothing
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, this is all i have for now
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya spits flame on one of the guards burning him.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya spits flame on one of the guard...burning him.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya parries a slash from a guard and cuts his throat.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slashes between the armours of the guards
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a flame grenade on the group making them scream in agony.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye misdirects attacks onto their own friends
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did you seriously get this much guards on you?!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Readies his Bow and arrow from a distance
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, they... piled...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls the guard's sword arm and cuts it with his sword.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges a halberd and misdirects it into another guard.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye made one of them drink a potion and threw him into a group of them. then he exploded killing most of the group
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sees more of them joining the fight
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a spark grenade from his belt and finishes the rest off by throwing it.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh come on!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shoot! how did this happen?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh damn.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kills a guard off and takes his knife thus throwing it on another one.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where is Shadow when you need him?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's eyes turn red as Shadow rises behind them.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths the silver sword and pulls out two daggers
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the guards lie on a pool of blood at a blink of an eye.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now lets finish this quickly
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Already done.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... that was faster than i thought
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well done Shadow
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs diabolically as Shadow turns into black ash and dissapears.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats Shadow on the back
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slaps himself, really strange ...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, let me explain what just happendd
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wow...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Phew...You better have an explanation for this...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i tried to learn forbidden magic and i did. but that is not all. some homeless made a whole fuss about it everywhere and he is still on the run. i am tring to find him and kill him
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why are they attacking you?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am a wanted person
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: very badly wanted
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok so I shouldn't be carrying my kid around so much then.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no its fine, that was the whole lot of them just now
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is nothing really.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What happened to your sword?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well I mean stuff.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, i left it behind at the pub
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this is my new set of weapons and armour
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just that i dont know how to use half of them
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why are you carrying them around?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji walks by with a grin.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Excuse me...Who are you?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just to try the whole lot of them on that homeless bastard
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well you ain't finding him anywhere around here.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, thank you for helping us with that guards
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Im just passing by Sir...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh yeah...You did help us.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you did help us out
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What be thy name?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...fellow adventurer
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you guys noticed that... So much for being stealthy...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: me? call me neji.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i AM a master assassin
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im a ninja. Well.. Sort of.. Still training in the hidden arts of ninpo.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nice to meet you Neji
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am A Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am Greeneye, a master assassin
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Likewise. I kind of figured that out by your eyes Irya. 
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and a horse comes out of nowhere.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... was...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah Yellow Wolf Like Eys.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah Yellow Wolf Like Eyes
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I once had to slay a witcher as a test...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that was...tough
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You won't make it out alive If you try.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this one by any chance
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why was greeneye?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: because of my eye
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points at the right eye that is covered with an eyepatch
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: care to explain what happend?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, long story short. I am not a human nor any races you can find around here
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the black horse with a monster head mounted behind it.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: always wanted a alien buddy...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am half human half wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, what did you kill before you met me?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A griffon.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: food?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: me? im just a human with skills of no one has ever seen before
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No for a hunt.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was paied.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ill be pack
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ill be back
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: payed*
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Paid.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji *poof*
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: LOL
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Want a ride back?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it seems that i havent done any jobs lately
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sure, why not?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where are you heading?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts up his horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Back to the town...Well...On the way there.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...hop on.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye mounted the horse
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly rides off.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Torches of war under hatred's sails,whisper of doom on a wary breeze."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Blood of Fallen Kings...Steel and Silver...sing for Justice."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Keen to the scent the hunt is my muse...Means to an end the path that I choose."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Lost and Alore at the loves of my past...Wake the White Wolf...Remembrance at last."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Wake The White Wolf at the Dawn Of War the end of the age is a-coming now."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: white wolf?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Sign of Flame will sting...Punishment I bring...Steel and Silver sing for Justice."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Keen to the scent the hunt is my muse...Means to an end the path that I choose."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Lost and Alure for the loves of my past...Wake The White Wolf...Remembrance at last."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher War-Cry...The White Wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wake The White Wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, does he sleep a lot?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...It is a legend about a Legendary Witcher also known as The Whitr Wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...It is a legend about a Legendary Witcher also known as The White Wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how was he known to be legendary?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We say "Wake The White Wolf" which means arise your true strength.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He was the only one that survived The Wild Hunt.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... that sounds amazing
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which was the death of almost all Witchers.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps riding.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, i heard of it. i was told to take part but i couldnt
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Wild Hunt?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, are we talking about the same thing here?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well good for you that you didn't go you aren't a Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No apparently not.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only Witchers went off there.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Humans were the ones that killed us.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They burned my village as I was a kid...Humans...Disgusting creatures.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, they offered me millions to kill witchers
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You would've died...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are aware that we are capable of killing armies but we did not want to kill unarmed humans.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i did live amoung the wolvens for a long time so i couldnt do it
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was taken in by a Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does that mean i am disgusting?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: George Isaac Mjorn is his full name.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aren't we all?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I torture monsters...You do whatever you do.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are all disgusting.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But humans are the weirdest ones.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm, it seems that i have taken the wrong shape
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i see your point
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya focuses on the 3 men and one woman up the road.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides slowly up to them.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whispers, whats going on?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides up to one of the men and throws them the Griffon head.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is my money?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya catches the satchel full of gold.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow, thats some pay for a griffon
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks as the other two men are tormenting the woman.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is she in here for?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks shocked as the man says:"Cannibalism...'Er king wanted us to hang her upon this mighty fine tree."
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes from the spot and appears between the two men
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come here.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Leave them.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? but...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just come here.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: fine...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's just...ride off.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye mounts the horse again
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See you  sir.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks angrily as the man spits as Irya turns around.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts riding very slowly.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks angry as he hears the woman scream for help.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stay here.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: can i just tear their hearts out?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts the horse and walks up to the men.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: never mind, you can do it this time
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the arm of the man trying to stab the woman and directs his arm to his stomach.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya blocks the second man and breaks his arm.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to the third man holding the woman and pushes him off with a spell.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands his post, looking for other people
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to the fallen man and starts beating him aggresively.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die...you...little...piece of...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the man and ties up his neck with the rope used for hanging.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye cheers on, "Go Irya, go! Smash him up!"
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts the bloodied man on a bucket and helps up the woman.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: certainly not...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lets take her to the town
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the woman hugs Irya and says:"Thank you!"
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its probably safer there
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Listen...You need a ride?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks suprised as the woman shakes her head.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here you have the honours.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the woman as she comes up to the man and puts her foot on the bucket used to support him.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks away and mounts up the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sees a homeless begger running towards him and gives him a note
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives the homeless begger a purse of gold coins after reading the note
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya i must head elsewhere
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly rides off and hears a snap.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well she hung him.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Where are you off to?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i might not for a very long time
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hm?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: to torture that basterd
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Good luck I guess.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leaps off the horse and walks the other direction
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wait!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See you around mate...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that bastard will regret being ever born on this planet
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides off to the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears through a portal
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sits looking all bored
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya passes by with a horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: eeerr irya right?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji stands up.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Need anything?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks up and down at Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well im bored...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just killed some men I hope you don't mind the blood.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his bloody fist.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Wanna come with me?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: my last victi...eerr target didnt put up much of a fight...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mine were 3 men tormenting a woman
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By that I mean beating her up and trying to hang her.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: idiots...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Orders of the king.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And they were my clients that needed to pay me.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Well maybe i should go 'see' the king...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So I took the money and killed them.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She was charged for Cannibalism and Other.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: still got payed either way right.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I saved a cannibal but she is still a woman.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How can you let a young lady get killed like that?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i would just killed her to...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well she IS a cannibal
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She isn't coming near the town again.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So I guess I did her a favor.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I guess...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a soft spot for women and children.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If It was a man maybe I would've left him hang.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji throws his knife behind him
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hm?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that mouse irritated me...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I guess.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji go gets his knife...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is getting dark...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...You want a ride back to town?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I guess i should go getca place to check in for the night
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is a Inn nearby.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hop on.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: thanks!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pats the black horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji mounts horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok this isn't awkward at all.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides off.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this is easier than teleporting...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ahh need some food.. lets get to the inn
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The weather is changing...Autumn is coming up.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i prefer winter
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts riding faster.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like Winter and Autumn.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But seriously getting colder.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i like it. hardly ever get cold.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me too...But I love the weather change.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: me to
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 543 80000
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oopsie.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: confusing people...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the town gates.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: whats up?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are at town.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: whoo!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops at the gate and shows his amulet to the guards making them open the gates.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher get entry in here without question
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ...Whats with the amulet?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wolf amulet.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: if they dont let me in i kill them usually...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now you are in here for free.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: awesome!
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well without me of course you still needed to pay or to have documentation.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: or kill them...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya leaves his horse at the farm.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji dismounts horse and follows Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to the second gates and goes into the lonely town.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: not alot of people is there...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is night.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Most of them are at the Inn.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ofcourse.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks through the big town and going straight for the Inn.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ive never been here.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is one of the newer towns.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the door of the Inn and sees a huge amount of people.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wow...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: dammmnnnn
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So many people.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes through the crowd and barely walks up to the bar.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 2 rooms...for me and my friend.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pays the Innkeeper.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji walks up
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that would brme
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that would be me
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya facepalms as the Innkeeper asks:"Any 'special' services?"
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji laughs out loud.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do you want a prostitute?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no thanks...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...No thanks.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya follows the Innkeeper as she goes up to the rooms.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Follow me man.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows Irya
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the two rooms The Innkeeper shows him.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmm
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You take the one on the left I will take the right.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sure
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the Innkeeper as she asks:"Anything else?"
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Got food.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Got food?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For me nothing but do please get drink and food for this guy.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the Innkeeper asks:"What do you want to eat and drink?"
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: The best you have
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his room as the Innkeeper smiles and goes down.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down on a nearby chair.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: pretty nice place
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his notebook and starts writing.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The town is called Lordran.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oooo
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Best Inn of the realm.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what the notebook for?
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My notebook writing things down...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the Innkeeper as she brings up Delicious Beef and Some rather old wine.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmm
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I think that is for you.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps writing in his notebook as the Innkeeper sets you up a tsble.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps writing in his notebook as the Innkeeper sets you up a table.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pays the Innkeeper and she bows down and goes back to her duties.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Cheers man.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: finally.. food..
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps writing in his notebook.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ok what is up with the notebook
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My personal notebook of the monsters I killed.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no wonder its quite big
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drinks and eats up tye last bit.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drinks and eats up the last bit.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gotta go now.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See ya later man.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that sucks.. see ya
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps through the door and runsboff.
T3/r7/2014-09-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps through the door and runs off.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides away from the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sits on top of the town gate.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops his horse and looks up at you.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Yo! out so early?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: whats up?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Out hunting.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i wanna join1
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i wanna join!
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mount up...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji mounts on the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides off.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you dont seem happy
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am thinking that Is why.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Abouuut?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hurt somebody that is all.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what happend
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing...Just...Nothing.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps riding.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hhmmmm
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides through the forest.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: spider alert...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slows down and pulls out his one handed crossbow,shooting the spider.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: nevermind...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his crossbow back on his belt and keeps riding.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How was your night?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: was cool... suspicious though.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that food had poison in... Though no poison in the world affects me.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is why I never eat there.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: thanks for telling me...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji blinks innocently at Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...I wanted to see how you react.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The person that gave you that is an assassin.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ...how was your night?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't even sleep.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because I didn't feel like sleeping.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what did you do
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing just looked out at the rain.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmmm
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps riding in silence.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees a dragon in the skies.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is the nasty little bugger.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you are hunting that ....
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya charges and goes at the full speed of riding.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: meh, not worth the paltry 300 xp
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn ignores the dragon and kills some rats instead.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The payment is 30K gold.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: whats this idiot talking about
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno just keep going.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok on the count of three I want you to jump off.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 3,2...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 1!
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji jumps off
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dashes and leaps his horse over a huge hole.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps from his horse and grapples on the dragon as it starts flying low.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: whoooo
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely starts climbing on the dragon...going for its head
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji readies his bow and arrow.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the head and kicks the dragon between the horns making it land.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots the dragons wings with poison arrows.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps and slashes the dragon with his sword as it lands.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji draws his katana and slices the dragons tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps kicking and slashing the downed dragon.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im taking the tail.. just saying
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya casts a spell that pushes the dragons head off as it tries to spit flame.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly chains the dragon and pulls it down.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji slices the dragons tail off.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps up and slices the dragons head off.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die!
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the decapitated head.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this was easy... a thunder drake.. not so much
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts dragging the head.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Help me out here will ya?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: the tail... mine...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep it.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drags the tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly ties the head to the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Got it.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly mounts up his horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji ties the tail to the back of the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You gotta be kidding me...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: back to town?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's turn red as a big dog appears out of nowhere and tmstarts dragging the tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Now we can carry the stuff.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts up his horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That dog's name is Shadow...He can carry basically anything.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at you with his red eyes.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji confusingly mounts up the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hop on.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i see that
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly rides off to the direction of the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the red eyed dog as it drags the tail no problem.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How are you doing boy?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: do you trust me?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the dog growls.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes and No.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But now you have proven your worth.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you are showing me alot of your abilities...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not all of them.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's eyes start glowing red as he smiles.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmmm
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Isn't that right...Shadow?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the glowing red eyes of Shadow as he keeps pulling the tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: dont damage the tail to much!
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah leave him be...You are lucky we are even dragging it.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What you plan on doing with the tail?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im gonna use that tail....
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm...Interesting :)
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im gonna make a sword out of it.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are coming near the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: finally.. we should make a stop at the inn to...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya comes infront of the gates and shows the guardsmen his amulet.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's eyes stop glowing red and Shadow turns into ash and disappears.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts the horse and starts carrying the tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets go...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ride my horse up while I drag this.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what about the head?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly drags the tail up the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The head is tied up to the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: where are you taking it...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep the tail I am just dragging it to a better place...I need that head as proof.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ok i see
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya just ride my horse up the farm you get the tail and I  keep the head.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts dragging the tail slowly to the farm.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji rides the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops the tail.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: thanks.. though we gonna have to drag it for a quite sometime...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Have a nice day Mr.Neji.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya unties the head and drags it towards the town.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: where are you going...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Leave my horse there.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Going to the king.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: dismounts the horse.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: where should i get you
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hm?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: if i see the king ill want to kill him so im gonna wait for you somewhere.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok Ok :)
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: on that note.. ill gwt you at the inn
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah I might not be going back here.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am going up north...Njihala.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well atleast make a stop at the inn to pick me up than...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You plan on going too?
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: for now ik travelling with you
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Alright...
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hope your private parts don't get frozen up there.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im resistant to cold and heat
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes off to the palace.
T3/r7/2014-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji goes off to the inn
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal is bored
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal looks around for any signs of life forms
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: nope
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal: sup
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): nuffin, sup u
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal shrugges
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: this be the roleplay channel grasshopper, what is this 'sup' thou speak of?
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal: sup with you
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): it's the roleplay channel, not ye olde english channel
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mosher: i love sup... specially chicken sup
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal: you alling me a grasshopper and speaking old english?
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal: you calling me a grasshopper and speaking old english?
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: it's the faux fancy language channel.
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): forsooth
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal gets bored. He begins to wander around.
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal gets bored. He begins to wander around.?
T3/r7/2014-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khulal: sorry
T3/r7/2014-09-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes down the stairs with a sack full of gold.
T3/r7/2014-09-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: first
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs down at the Inn.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the violin.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja hums a tune.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the violin as she walks down the road.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( anybody roleplaying? )
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Wolf Destea's shifty eyes dart back and forth.
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji cleans his sword.
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what have you been killing, Neji?
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: A oversized salamander for a nice bounty.
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: was that it?
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai yawns.
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Wolf Destea howls at the moon.
T3/r7/2014-09-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i got payed so yes
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks towards the blizzard.
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn cold!
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sighs
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye taps his foot on the ground waitng for someone
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye taps the ground with his foot. eagerly waiting for someone to show up
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays her violin.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers around herself intently.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala waves at Dyvina from the branch of a tree.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands at the corner of the street. waiting for someone.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye spots Irya at a distance
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ah, long time no see...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How it goes?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: like usual, killing targets and earning money
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nice...I guess.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wonders to himself
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now that i think about it, i havent used my money on something for a very lomg time
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Food?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Water?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i hunt for those
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ladies of The Night?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... no. I try to not take intrest on that
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am married I shouldn't even think about that...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a fourth of my target was related to that business
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How do you get these targets anyway?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You find clients?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, yes
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sometimes
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: most of the time the clients send letters
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I either get called by the hold steward or king or guardsmen
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lucky, im disliked by the kings most of the time, except during warring periods
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Either that or Princesses call me to calm down their secret lovers and all.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh damn annoying little children.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: children?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I call the Princesses little annoying children.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can't call a guard but can pay a Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, makes sense
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because calling a guard would be considered law-breaking.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to calm down those damn bards and all.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it? never heard of that before
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah instead of calling guards princesses call a merc or a Witcher to finish those measly tasks.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ive calmed down a bard before... by sticking a blade through his throat
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: made quite a music...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I punched them all in the face.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It stops getting funny once you have to punch women...I mean...seriously?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha, a witcher punching women
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I mean I did fist fight my student...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah she almost broke my jaw but...hey... :)
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn she is a agressive one.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...but punching someone you dont know. hahaha
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: did you really get paid for that?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For punching bards...That is just some extra gold...Monster-Hunting is the real thing...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thats a neat job, i want to try one sometime
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also If you are a high-rank Witcher...You get to train up to 5 students.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stops laughing and listens quietly
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have 4...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: All females...Yeah everyone laughed at me but...Let's be honest,women are tougher and don't really care about group leadershipn
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens a portal in front of him and pulls out a scout
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... shoot
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its a trap
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you told a young lad go kill a 100) imperials...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slits the scout and closes the potal
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gently draws his sword.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was waiting for my client and it seems that it was all to set a trap
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry friend, it seems that i took your free time away from you
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles evily as his eyes turn red.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs diabolically as 10 ash-like dogs come out of the ground.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around and notices that they are surrounded by heavily armoured soldiers and mercenaries
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh, new spell?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly aims his finger on the soldiers and licks his teeth.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadows...I want you...to bring me their heads...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha!
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... you seem to have changed...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs as the soldiers and mercenaries lose their heads left and right.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around and sees one injured soldier. He walks up to him and carries him to a nearby anvil resting the solider's head upon it.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a hammer and start smashing the man's head continuously laughing.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blinks as the soldiers and mercenaries start to scatter and run away from fear
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns around full of blood looking at the cowards...He once again aims his finger at them and at the blind of an eye...they all lie decapitated in a pool of blood.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...okay... Irya, is that really you?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha!
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slaps himself, really strange ...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I guess my brother's spell really do affect sanity.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh my...That poor guy on the anvil got his brain smashed aswell...Eww.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, so it wasnt from the stress you collected from training your students
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...I have 4 students..all females so really no stress...Well...not a lot of it anyway.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wow...Did I do this?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, all of it
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly sits down.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...My sanity is being affected.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i couldnt move a step
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Okay, what did your brother do?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The question is...what I did to him.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I took some of his dark power...The rest got destroyed during his death.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then, what happened
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only those with his own blood can kill him...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh, that is something not to mess around with
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Imagine him being like what I just did only 10 times worse.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: 100 shadows? ill leave this world
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No I meant the behaviour.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it can get worse?!
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He has a army of billions of skeletons.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes to the point where he will torture his opponents.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a sociopath really.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is not hard to make, the problem is the immortal three headed dogs
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I barely threw away 90% of that power.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Billions of skeletons that can only die when My brother dies.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay... now that, IS hard to make
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Each time a human dies against a skeleton they will rise up and be oart of the skeleton army.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He made them in a matter of 10 minutes.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: seems like its not much of a hard job, seeing what you just did and what you told me
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He just came down a huge pit full of dead and gave them life.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, he didnt kill them?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are walking tanks basically...He likes to call them Boris.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...He resurrected them in the Graveyard of Saints.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...each skeleton is called...Boris.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he named the group? not individually? Now, that is strange...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, all of them...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah he just calls each of them Boris...But the "real" Boris is the one with dark bones...Horns mounted on his skull,barbarian like clothes red eyes and fire coming our of his mouth.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is taller than you and me together.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Although he likes butterflies and all...If my brother orders death he shall bring it...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then i should thank you for killing your brother
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You think I liked it?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, of course not
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The death was slow and painful...The guy was cursing me to death.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He told me he shall rise and kill everything...Making me suffer.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves a letter from a courier
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He had a sort jealousy towards me...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm, can he resurrect?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Yes.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or is there someone who wants to resurrect him?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, shoot! who else can stop him then?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only me...And my youngest brother.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye reads the letter he got just now
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My youngest brother lost both of his arms...Now he has some metal magical arms or whatever he calls them...The only material that can counter my brother's magic...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i cant help even if i get some of your blood
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sort of...Arms of a King Wraith.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, that will sort him out
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye folds the letter and puts it in his pocket
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also my youngest bro always has  a big bulky wraith behind him...His best friend really...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He calls him Spectrol...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i should be going now. new job
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Spectrol? really?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is that short for specter troll?
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes Big...Bulky...Knight-Like...Wraith.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No it is a wraith.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My brother always seems to give away weird names.
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see...
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, cheers. i hope your dead brother stays like that for a bit longer
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its about a massive plot that began with friendship
T3/r7/2014-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: woops
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches Lawrence repair what's left of the pub.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I leave on a wolf-hunting quest for a month and the pub burns down? Really...
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius steps out from behind a pile of cinders. "More surprising, is that it takes you a month to hunt a wolf."
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not one... 
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Target must be from the Wolf clan
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rapidly nods twice to herself, in complete agreement.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: a few. And besides. I had to stop a few times along the way to buy a few nice things.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what did ya buy?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at The Vixxen Dyvina.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't mess with those wolves, Bobolai... That's only for people with Daedric weapons and a death wish
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Books, of course. And shoes.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius steps over the remains of the burnt out building, ebon wings closed tightly to his form as he aproaches.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( off-topic: who nicenewpairofshoes, now if only there were lizardman online )
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs at Bobolai mercilessly.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: What sort of books interest a wolf hunter?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Definitely not Twilight
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps... a thousand ways to make a crispy wolf leg
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drools all over herself -- making a TERRIBLE mess!
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: eheheh
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And another good book is: How to know if the guy at the corner table in your pub is dead or not.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides upon his horse with a army of workers behind him.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius glances at Bobolai, his eyes aren't quite right, almost as if they're singed. "I wonder if she means me."
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ladies,Gentlemen,...Allow us...to help.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: help with what again?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: ah... the Treaty Wolf
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Building?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: guilty conscience?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry for burning down your pub to save the villagers.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: was wondering why you were being nice to me.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: better be sorry
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on people...Work it!
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And Turrillius was probably just having a nice nap in the clean room.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: look at him all singed and whatnot
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius flashes a wicked grin, his fangs clearly visible. "I was enjoying the open air ceiling and the company."
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: At least now we know the corner guy is dead for real now...
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the teeth and keeps his sword ready.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai nudges the 'corner guy', which she managed to find only just now.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn bloodsuckers.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh well... At least it smells better than usual.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bows before Dark Angel Turrillius.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Just fix what you broke, wolf boy.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius returns the bow in kind.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius cuts his eyes at the "wolf boy".
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya growls.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( cuts his eyes? what does that mean? )
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: See that... Turrillius is such a good customer.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius . o O ( It's like a sudden glare. )
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Vampires. So accomodating.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( oh okay, i nearly took that literally )
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius . o O ( Ow, no! )
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Your workers seem quick, Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: I don't suppose anything survived the fire?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are all from the northern legion.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I just hope Lawrence can re-install the teleporting switch.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A vat of slop survived. But that could survive nuclear fallout, so I am not surprised.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: I was thinking something a bit more...
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius licks a fang in thought.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A bit more? Red?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: Crimson. Yes.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well certainly... Crimson... things... are especially well protected within the pub. They're stocked beneath the pantry.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: but... do not tell the wolf how to get in there.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hands Turrillius a clear vial filled with a crimson liquid.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius holds the small crystal vial above a candle for a moment, watching the light disappear behind the thick red contents rather than reflecting through it. A broad smile spreads across his lips as he removes the glass stopper and carefully inhales.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol: didnt anyone tell you that smoking bed bugs is bad?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: only if you do it wrong.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: Anthroxian Trolls?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Wolf, do you want some?
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grumbles. "Guess not."
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done!
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are done with repairing.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...workers!
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: On me!!!
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the fully repaired Inn.
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...
T3/r7/2014-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My power,My pleasure, My pain :)
T3/r7/2014-09-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mrekshun: MrEkshun has a fit of tiredness and decides to get in bed with his wife for the night
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina yawns.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aren't the only one.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Goth Queen Lyudia yawns.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: taking forever to fix this place. And the sun burns.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are still fixing that damn pub?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hope you renovate it aswell :)
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: yes. About halfway done. Now I have to sit here in a ridiculously big sun hat to stay alive.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: you don't like the original furnishings?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Hellsing reference lol )
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nope.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It looks so old
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why not make it out of good old darkwood?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's just because of dust... and grime... and rust.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Compared to your mossy,filthy,dusty furniture.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: some of it was only eighty years old or so.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Get darkwood...Organise a expedition to the north and go cut down them trees.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: and only some of it was mossy.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also I hope Lawrence gets to learn new recipes...Better menu.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well. I wont leave the pub alone again. We know what happens if I do.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...How about I organise the expedition?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wolfen going up to the north.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why don't you lead the furnishing expedition?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Although it might take some time...Months if nothing else.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a kid coming up...I have a wife...I am not sure If I should be absent that much really.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That expedition would take atleast 10 or so months.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I could get Lawrence to make you different food than what we eat if you do it for me.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: or send that Greeneye feller
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is good for that type of work I guess.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: he is good for travell... oh my goodness, really. Is that a dragon?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points at the sky in the distance.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the dragon.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and walks towards the flying beast.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: er. I don't fight in the sun.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: All yours, Witchy-Wolf
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles evily as his eyes turn red...red chains come out of the ground and tie up the dragon pulling it down infront of Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina remains sitting in her shady corner.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...What did you and me talk about.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the dragon as it says:"Woah...Was just chasing birds Quenblade."
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina mumbles something about an ugly sun hat.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Too big of a excuse...You and me talked about this Odavhing.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat as the dragons says:"Oh...fine...I will stay out of this teritory."
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the dragon says:"And I won't take any of the sheep..."
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good boy.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya releases the dragon as it flies off...the chains return to the dark void and Irya's eyes return to their formal color.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down next to you.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where were we?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I didnt say you could sit here, Wolf.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: After what I did...I think you should.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or I remove that ugly hat of yours.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What...I wanna sit down...I am tired...Chaos and Hell powers are really tiresome.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: my property (which you burned down) my rules. Does your code of honour say you can disrespect rules?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It does...It clearly states here.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shows you the rule book.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that says NOT to disrespect rulea
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh sorry...That is my sexual rules...THIS is the Witcher rules.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: anywaaayy.. If the pub didnt have rules. There would be a lot more dead people around.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I am clearly trying to help you repair that pub.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: which you burnt down in the first place.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Even though I can destroy it now...With a snap of my fingers.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is what you get when your brother is a evil chaotic wizard...After you kill him you take some of his power.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: don't anger an Ancient, friend. 
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't anger a man with Immortal powers,friend.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wanna see how I destroy that dragon up there?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am just gonna snap my fingers.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A man with immortal powers can still die. Just one little bite. All it takes. Now. I am nice and lazy. So I am not gonna fight you. Do not kill the dragon.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am resistant to your bites.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You'd die just by consuming my blood anyway.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is why Witcher would slay Vampires like it is nobody's business.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Alas I am only one.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: normally. I would agree. But there are reasons they send me to hunt Witchers.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There are reasons they send me to hunt a army of vampires.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Again. I am not any vampire. Lots of those vials below contain Witcher blood. And either way. I will not kill you and you will not kill me.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bah...fine!
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also never keep blood around...I might turn it all against you :)
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: we might hate each other, but I consider you a friend.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: an ally even.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...I consider you...A person...Not a monster.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Like I usually consider Vampires.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I sealed it against that. I am smart enough to know not to keep unsealed blood around a Witcher.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a knife and cuts himself on the finger.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I know I am a monster. But I'm fine with it.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: and I have self-control.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles evily as he gets the red eyes...He piles up blood from the hand and starts playing around with it.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Cheap alternative to video games?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims the floating blood at a bench shooting the bench making a big hole.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oh look, they rebuilt thekitchen already. Lawrence! I am hungry.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can turn blood into a deadly weapon.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Blood-bending.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am sure. Not from the right source to kill me or the right substance, but impressive.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Blood turns into a type of extremely sharp metal.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Still. Only one thing can kill an Ancient permanently and I am not about to share.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Turning you into ash?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya touches a little flower and turns it into ash.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hah. Doesn't kill me permanently. And that was a nice flower dammit.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have one weakness.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not even death can stop me...
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins as Lawrence brings out a giant bowl of slop.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: yeah yeah, fancy pants. I don't really care, I just want to eat. Ooh, he added pixie fingers.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Eww.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina starts shovelling down slop.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: delicious. You should try it!
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I won't.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: suit yerself, grumpy guts.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pulls down the brim of her hat a bit.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Disgusting.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You are full of nonsense.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You and your slop...Try some real food for a change.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: either slop or humans. Pick your favourite
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit...Slop.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: thought so.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina aims and throws the bowl right through a tree on the horizon.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya blows up the bowl with chaotic flames.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: whoot. Bonfire. Congratulations. You just set the forest on fire.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks at the flames begin to lick at trees.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya snaps his finger and it start raining.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: might wanna... sort that out.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No more sun for you.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina flashes across the building site and into the kitchen. 
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't get my hat wet!
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The rain doesn't bother me I guess.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: it bothers me if my hat gets wet
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina seems to be a grumpy bear... she is grumbling at poor Irya.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya growls.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes off her gigantic hat and runs a hand through her hair. "Why are you here today anyhow?"
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think you enjoy tormenting me.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do not.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina goes, "SUUUUUUUURE...."
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: if you say so. You don't come here for the slop, that's for sure.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters inside of the pub to get back from the rain.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: just the kitchen is properly fixed. And the illogical teleporting bathroom.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Look at the time...I gotta leave.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Goodbye. I will see you when you return.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs off in the storm.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina heads to the basement.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes through the heavy rain.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Sarl makes even heavier rain.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn you Sarl!!!
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl has self-esteem problems.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: WHY?!?
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why did you make it heavier!
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the viloin.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Hmmm...
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja walks down the street as she plays the violin.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( Anybody Gonna Roleplay or what? )
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing her violin.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bows before Greeneye.
T3/r7/2014-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wha?