T3/r7/2014-01-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Miruo: ollo T3/r7/2014-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gurneyhallek: you have better luck going to wow and going into an rp realm inn T3/r7/2014-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gurneyhallek: lotr is the only game i know that as actually rp T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: hail T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OMG! That Codebuster: oh god T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: ? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: high there T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: same... bwhaha T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: wazzup T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OMG! That Codebuster: this channel is never used T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: nm lookin to rp haha gunna be doin a campaign anyone wanna partake? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: is there anyone wanting to go on a campaign with me? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: ig not T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OMG! That Codebuster: took you long enough T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: what u mean? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OMG! That Codebuster: <=====(it was him) T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: confusion is setting in haha T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: my god cant find this rabbit T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: anyone know where the incubatio T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: n room is T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ulthok: have you looked at a map for whatever area you're in? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: ya im at a forest at the base of the mountain its where i ran to to go to hatchlings it all looks the same like i T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: like im not moving and being placed back where i was then i get lost searching for the exit T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ulthok: if you look at a map, it'll show you'll need to keep going north, then up or down T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: only map i have is what it shows on the screen but ty T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: ok just go north? T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ulthok: Oh, I meant a player-made map, like some of the ones linked on the wiki T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vorax: the maps linked on the wiki are invaluable T3/r7/2014-01-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: on my phone cant use wiki very well lol T3/r7/2014-01-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: hail all lol T3/r7/2014-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: where can i find a flying potion T3/r7/2014-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Carpasis: will someone help me with a cp mob? T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dreadedsaint Began to twiddle his thumbs in boredom T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dreadedsaint notices the figure in the distance as the hoarse sound of it clearing its voice reached his ears. "Hello there!!" he shouted> T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Dastardly Duvala. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala tips his hood in greeting. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dreadedsaint would dip his head into a simple nod before slowly raising to his feet. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala examines Dreadedsaint curiously as he licks clean his wounds. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: jumps into the room pulls out his katana and starts chopping heads T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dreadedsaint Khendachi's blade merely slips through Dreadedsaint seeing as he is an appiration, a shadow. a demented chuckle would leave his empty black mouth area as he watches the katana pass through him. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: soon Dreadedsaint feel a lightning katana pierce his hart from behind he realizes that he was put into an illusion by khendachi' Mangekyou sharingan earned by Madara Dreadedsaint is dead T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dreadedsaint: ((Wow these roleplay battles. Perhaps one should learn true rp battles before attempting it.)) T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala leaps atop a tall, overlooking parapace, surveying the slaughter whilst sharpening his claws. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala lights his pipe and saunters off toward the horizon. Contemplations of things to come astounding him, yet enticing him. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: heal dreadedsaint and says that was fun and asks duvala for a hit T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala chuckles merrily as he passes his pipe to Khendachi. "This, traveller, is my Pipe of Enlightenment. Use it well", he smirks. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: Puff puff PASSSS Khendi, don't bogart that ish! T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala grins wickedly. T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: worth T3/r7/2014-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: mis T3/r7/2014-01-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jennalee: is anyone on this channel? T3/r7/2014-01-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Digitalis: nope! T3/r7/2014-01-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KaoD: ch T3/r7/2014-02-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pet Kajira Zjera: campa T3/r7/2014-02-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: King Madara sits on his thrown looking over his people and smoking some pipe puff puff T3/r7/2014-02-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: I was awakened by the sound of hoovering. For a moment I thought I was back in time, when I lived above the pub and last call and closing was followed by incessant hoovering. But no, this was here and now and I don't even have a hoover. After a few moments, I discovered it was my laptop, fan going full blast. Surely the Russian Mafia had taken control and were using it to spam all of central America! But again, no. Just MS Wednesday update time. Go back to bed. T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nighthaven: Which of you valiant knights shall assist me in the coming battles? Which of you shall ride across the battlefield, armor glinting in the sunlight, sword and chin raised high as you shout songs of victory about the roaring ocean of soldiers? T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nighthaven: How they broke to your might, how the ocean wept tears of blood! We stained the countryside with the crimson ichor, our bright smiles never dimming! We are without names in a land that has long since lost its own. T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Captain HR Vakieh: The land's name is Andolor. T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nighthaven: Ahh, so Vakieh stands for his King! Is there no one else who might do the same? Anyone? Fear nor, for His guiding light shall find you victory! T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brother Yowza: Your daily blessing added 901,333 gold to the corpse. T3/r7/2014-02-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol T3/r7/2014-02-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reyf thinks someone needs a boot to the head. T3/r7/2014-02-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Darkaise: How is everyone? T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Darkaise: ((is anyone on this channel?)) T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ice Ice Kilfer: I never knew this channel existed T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Yeah, no body uses it T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Darkaise: roleplaying is one of the best parts of playing a mmo T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: what about disembodied spirits? T3/r7/2014-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: But if you ever want to get a beer... let me know T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: hellooo T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia: is it me you're looking for? T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: im a lost traveler T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dustpuppy: and I'm a pimp T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia: I hear it's hard out there for you, DP T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: i have a third nipple T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: it increases my sneak T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tylertwo: I put on my blue robe and wizard hat... T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia snickers with Tylertwo about their shared secret. T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: poops T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 'Gadzooks!' cries Pretitle Talia. 'How arst thee today, mine good lord?'. The room goes quiet. T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surthurn casts boredum barrage!! You are now super bored and have nothing to do for 3 turns T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia sits on Surthurn and squashes him; he doesn't look overjoyed. T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: i am a thief transexual ninja from eurasia T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia: I'm hearing that in the voice of Frank N Furter from Rocky... T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: hey T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia proves her cool is well past its sell-by date by saying 'YO!' to Baell. T3/r7/2014-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: HOLY SHITT T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: heg T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: hey T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: do T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala gallantly tips his hat. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: trade me a dagger hom T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: wut up, tiger T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: homie T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: dauvala T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: iI n T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: È êèëë úîó T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: iI need a dagger yo feel me T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: are you roleplaying a black guy T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: chris dont ever say that again T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala laughs out loud at TrEz. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: ey dawgg dont,say sh tho ok bboobboo T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: what? T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: gaurds n ye T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: kuush hut gga T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: gamba west africa kush hutt T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: SOMEONE GIVE ME A DAGGGER T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala doubts some people understand roleplay. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mosher: what are those strange noises im listening? T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: should probably knock it off with star wars languages. Engrish only on public channels. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: NERD T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: here, have my dagger, oh, wait, it's owned. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inwizible Domain: This channel is for people who want to roleplay and is a public channel for English only. Please keep these things in mind when you use the channel. T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: lets go raidinfg gguys bbefore my dad sees me on the computer T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: wow oh maaaan hgeewilickers a doubley kill T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: are you threateningg me T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: iI am the greatt cornholio T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: tp for my bunggholio T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Baell: IM TIRED OF THESE MOTHER FU*IN SNAKES ON THIS MOTHER F*IN PLANE ....now lets bust some windows -Samuel Jackson T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala doubts that Christrott will get any TP's like that, but who knows... T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): for the record, roleplay is not a curse-allowed channel, and using a * doesn't make it OK T3/r7/2014-03-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: dont touch me there mom T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sits on a bench in a desolate courtyard, licking clean his wounds. T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala scans the horizon as he starts to sharpen his blade on his claws. T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala lifts his head as his ears twitch in response to a faint, muffled sound in the distance... T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala shrugs as he gathers himself to head out into the woods to stalk more prey. T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear EvilLittle Vixxen has been here just a second ago. You wonder where she went ... T3/r7/2014-03-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Christrott: spare some gold for a homeless ninja T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala pads into the courtyard, glancing in all directions, sits on a solitary bench. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala , taking a long draw on his pipe, stares into the distance, something must have him perplexed. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wars: Takes a seat next to Duvala, and breaks wind. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala looks kindly upon Wars, regardless of the full frontal assault on his olfactory glands. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: What brings you here, Wars? A Triton out of water? T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala licks his blade clean as he looks at Wars, intrigued by her presence. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sighs. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sheathes his blade, and starts of into the distance, headed for the woods, seeking new prey. T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: -g 3 T3/r7/2014-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: anyone home? T3/r7/2014-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Everyday (Glowing) Colori be shufflin! Monday shuffle, Tuesday shuffle, Everybody. T3/r7/2014-03-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Deathshade: Anyone actually roleplay here? T3/r7/2014-03-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): nope T3/r7/2014-03-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Deathshade: Pooh T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: test T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: oi anyone here? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Hello traveler, doth seem confused.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: I thought the room abandoned. I hath not sensed any lifeforms this way for many a day. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja giggles. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Ah I see now that you must be from some other village with strange customs, please make yourself at home.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: why so silent ladies and gentlemen? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: why speak if I have nothing to say? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: emote glances around at all of the quiet folk hidding off in the corners. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): mostly because Aard isn't an RP MUD... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: -leans against the wall- I have been keeping an aye on this area but with little movement. The people here don't stir much. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: What strange things you say, sir.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: perhaps in your customs Grune. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune sits down and thinks deeply. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Perhaps you right! Makes more sense that I'm going mad rather than everyone had. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: perhaps a discussion to get the night moving? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Suppose I can spare a moment before heading back out to hunt again. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: Has anyone a topic? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: hmm.. do you? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: I think of films, above else for the moment. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune sits at the table and begins sharpening his sword with a whetstone. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Well I also dislike when my stews develop that gross film on top. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: stir it once in a while, amd it won't, silly T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Ah I would I could keep from dozing off. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: mostly Star Wars, Lord of The Rings and Bleach. In my realm those are the top three means of excitement. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja offers Grune a simple wooden spoon. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: these are the best T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Again sir, you speak of things which I know not. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: what doth thy know? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune turns towards the hearth and stokes the fire a bit. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: shhh, he's that guy that sits in tne corner of the tavern mumbling to himself. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: I know only what my humble eyes have seen.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: share with us what they have seen experienced one. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Very well, I will regale you with some of adventures if you so wish. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Many years ago, my king sent out acoross the lands in search of an ancient and powerful book. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: I am eager to listen. Wait but a moment. This time be better spent after my Zanpakutou has had it's fill of quest mob blood. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala meanders in from the dark forest of Lost Woods, drenched in ominous blood. Taking his place on an old bench, he awaits the tale yet to be told. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune slides the second wooden chair out from the table offering a place to sit. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja beams a smile at Duvala and sends the barwench to get him an ale, on her. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune makes a disgusting mess out himself as he tears a roasted pheasant apart with his bare claws. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: what happened to the tale? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Oh yes, my order came up.. but now I've finished. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune guzzles some ale and belches loudly before continuing his story. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Okay so, the wise and fair king Leon.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala looks to Senja, and warmly thaks her for the meade. Gratefully takes the seat next to Grune, listening closely... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Orders his two finest warriors out on an important search. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: My closest friend Panthro and I were sent on a quest to find a magical book hidden somewhere in the many lands of Third Earth. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras constantly uses Shunpo between this village and his target's area to listen to the story and hunt at the same time. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: We traveled many lands and fought back to back for days on end.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Through sunny days and rainy nights were inseparable, like brothers. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: The strange of lands, I believe my eyes have ever seen must have been the Sand Sea.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Of course this was no ordinary desert, mind you.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: The sand dunes flowed and shifted like the waves of tan ocean! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala taking a swig of his tankard, sits comfortably and pays attenton. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: A band of murderous pirates sailed special sailing ships, plundering any who may be foolish enough to wander in. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: The shifting Sand Sea spanded as far as could be seen. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: But that night, was struck with the most terrifying of dreams. Spirits and creatures so unspeakable. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: My dear friend Panthro tried to wake me from this nightmare, shaking me gently. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: In my dreams, a dark and distant voice called out to me... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras sits down listening attentively. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: However the power of the dark spirit was too enticing.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: I found myself awakened in great madness! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: As he tried to restrain me from running out in the waves of the Sand Sea, I turned an struck him with mace. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: In my dream, this malevolent voice, it said many things.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Why should a serve a king who sends me on hopeless quests? Am I truly that disposiable? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: Most royals think that way, yes. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Do I deserve to be living my life always wandering, never bettering my own situation? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras looks evily at Senja. ''ssshhhhhh'' T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: And voice.. he promised many things, both power and respect. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras leans forward in his seat T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I can easily relate this to the experience I had with my Wolven pack that exiled me from Abend... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: As I slowly crawled along my belly across the Sea of Sand T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja bares her teeth at Sargeras, then shrugs and tskes a drink of her ale. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras grins at Senja ''I didn't mean that. Be cool'' T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: A series of Shadowy storm clouds spiraled about, lightning crashing wildly. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: The lightning storm strangely circled only a single location up ahead. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Tooth and nail I dragged myself deeper into the heart of the storm.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Sudden a pyramid of sleek black stone came into sight.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: And the voice echoed even louder in my head as I entered a stone archway.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Inside a massive corridor openned up revealing several massive carved stone statues.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: I am glad I sought a tale from you. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Each of their appearances T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja considers Sargeras a moment, then waves over the barwench to order another round for everyone. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: resembled different beasts and demons...terrifying in their visage.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras rejects the wench and her alcahol ''pass'' T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: In the center of the chamber, a huge stone slab covers and dusty old sarcophogas... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: RELEASE ME! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: I hesitated a moment, before another RELEASE ME! resounded.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Deathshade: Woah first time I seen anyone on this chan T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja lays her ears back in annoyance and snags the extra mug for herself. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: With all of my might I swung my mace down and shattered it to pieces.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: probably unleashing unspeakable horrors I bet. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: MuHaHAhAhhhaha...A decrepid cloaked figure arose from the tomb with bandages hanging from his withered form... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Slowly the figure lurched forward towards a circular reflecting pool and began chanting... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Ancient spirits of evil, transform this decrepid form into Mumm'ra the Everliving!! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: A swirl of dark shadows pour out from the massive statues and encase the figure.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: As the shadows dissipate, suddenly the figure appears as a giant muscular warrior unlike any I had ever seen in all my travels.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Dropping to my knees, I swore my allegiance to my new Master.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja raises her mug with a loud "Hurray!" for the entrance of the warrior! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: you betrayed the side of light.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: roleplay Aye, I did...but then thats really another story all together.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: The End....for now.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: another story occured with the 1 second it took you to turn? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Now the real story was just beginning.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: a fine tale to be sure. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Perhaps another time I shall tell the tale of my return.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: well that was quite interesting. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: thank you for answering my call for a share of your past. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala nods. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: It was most intriguing indeed. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: has the audience ever heard the tale of Darth Revan the Sith Lord of Old? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: l T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala has a look of slight disdain on his face. "Let it be known, I'm not an audience." T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Alas, I will listen... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune returns to the tavern, slamming the door behind him as he heads straight for the bar. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: how about, 'all those present'? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala nods. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: only one would wish to hear his tale? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja yawns and leans back in her chair. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune orders a whole keg of ale for himself! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Kind Eldar, do tell, what is this 'sith' of which you speak? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Yes, perhaps you will need to use different words for us to understand T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Have I found a new target for my vengeance? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: alright let us begin. The story takes place long ago, in a realm far far away, very different from our own wielding weapons the likes of which we couldn't even dream. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune settles in at his regular table. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja murmurs something to the barwench and hands her a handful of gold coins. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune guzzles right out of the wooden keg, spilling ale down the front of his shirt. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala thanks Senja for the previous round, but insists that this one is on him. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja lazily wags her tail as the barwench takes her request to the barkeep. The barkeep looks up in surprise untill he sees that the request was made by Senja. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: apologies I lost contact with our realm T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Hey lad, on the with story.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: anyways, in this realm existed this group called Jedi. They were the keepers of Order and Peace. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune chuck T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune chuckles. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja waves away Duvala's money and shakes her head. 'I payed her for a haunch of beef and enough ale to keep us busy for a while', Senja chuckles. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: and one day a young peace keeper named Revan and his best friend Malak entered the order. They were young but powerfull and always eager to learn. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: and then one day another race from another far away land declared war on all the lands not under their control. These people were called the Mandalorians who sought battle to test themselves. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: the Jedi counsel made up of old and wise Jedi would not interfere in the war for they rather sought to meditate and ponder on the war than to participate. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja tilts her head at Duvala. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja: you want me to have them cook some of that? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: but many of the young Jedi including our heroes Revan and Malak could not sit by idly and watch the lands fall undefended. And so they rallied many Jedi to their cause despite the wishes of their counsel and they went to war against the Mandalorians. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: I SHOOT DEM LAZERS T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: everyone still with me on this? T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja nods halfheartedly at Sarderas. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune slurps down some ale as he listens quietly.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala returns, having filled his satchel with herbs for his Pipe of Insight. "I was away, but I am present." T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: anyways, these Jedi fought with the local defenders and eventually drove the Mandalorians back to their land called Mandalore and the Jedi won against them. However as soon as the war was won, the Jedi dissapeared. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: years later Revan, Malak and the other Jedi returned, now corrupted by evil. Revan proclaimed himself Sith Lord with his best friend Darth Malak as his apprentice. A Sith is someone who was once a Jedi turned evil. The Jedi and Sith could wield great powers, the Jedi never used them for destruction. A millenia ago many Jedi sought the dark ways and were banished, returning as Sith... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: at any rate, this time Darth Revan and Darth Malak declared war on the free lands and the Jedi. Until another young Jedi called Bastilla eventually mastered a technique called battle meditation. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: this technique massively improved the capabilities of fellow soldiers and she used this to face Darth Revan... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: the Sith waged their wars on ships. Bastilla boarded the ship of Darth Revan and fought him. Seeing his master's ship under attack, Darth Malak attacked it with his own. For the Sith followed the rule of two. Where there is a master, and a apprentice. One who has power, and one who craves it. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SheWolfen Senja wags her tail as the barkeep walks over to her table with her haunch of raw beef. He places it on the table in front of Senja along with a plate, fork and a sharp looking knife. Senja thanks the barkeep and tips him some extra coind. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune 's nose lifts up into Senja's direction. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: so Darth Malak decided to destroy his master's ship to gain the rank of Sith Lord. But Revan was not killed. Instead knocked unconscious with serious head injuries. Instead of leaving him to die, Bastilla took him to the Jedi counsel... T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: the counsel used their powers to fill Revan's head with false memories and a false identity... And that is where the story actually begins. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: but that tale is for another time. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune moves into swipe some of the meat, but backs off when he nearly loses a paw! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: i grab my gatt and my wizard hat T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: I'm done telling the story to myself. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras sobs in misery. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Look out a crazy wizard! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: i scream magic missle as i unload the heat T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune tips of the wooden table and takes cover behind it as fireballs fly in his direction! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras gets up and leaves the room feeling too damn lonely T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune peeks over the edge of the table to see if anyone is going to stop this madman! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune ducks back down and returns to his ale. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune roars as he leaps over the table suddenly and tackles the mad wizard smashing through a window together! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune suddenly leaps back in the window but lands on a nearby chair smashing it t pieces. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune turns to the bartender and says, "Um that guy said you should just put all of this stuff on his tab." T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Well my work here is done, perhaps we shall meet again this tavern.. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: i rise up like a zombie, and unload the heat T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune takes a fireball in the face as he exits the tavern. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Legend Jaygod pulls out a shotgun and blows the brains out of the zombified Legendary Gruagach! T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dustpuppy: i would not pick with gru if I was ye. T3/r7/2014-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune appears dead as two miracle workers tow him away in a cart arguing over exactly how dead he actually is.. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: 'ello dere T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras sits up gently to assess the new guy. ''Greetings Rognur'' T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: scratches his head with a confused look as he tries to figure out all Sargeras said* dat mean 'ello? T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras does not look the newcomer in the eye ''I did say greetings, did I not?'' T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: um yeah... thinks so T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: then yes, Rognur, that was me saying ''Ello'' T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: a dim looking smile lights up his trollish face* ok den 'ello, hows stuff? T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras continue's to meditate upon his teachings. ''All is well with those who follow the Force'' T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: dats good, me hungry -sits down and starts to eat something very foul smelling out of a questionable bag* T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras Tries to run a background check on Rognur. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: ah, a Newbie. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: yes me new here, dat problem? T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Nay! Welcome to the tavern, friend. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune drinks from a flagon of ale. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: not at all. It's good to see Newbies exploring. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: takes a drink from a large tankard, but manages to spill most of it on his shirt* nice to meet youse two at least. gets tirsd smashing fings alone T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: if my focus right now wasn't hoarding massive amounts of QP I'd group with you to make leveling more fun. T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: me just smashing fings in this call o' heroes place. not sure what ne looking for, but lots to smash here T3/r7/2014-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: well then all is well. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune enters the tavern and heads straight for the bar. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pretitle Talia really believes she is a dangerous elven warrior. Ignore them and they might go away. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune orders a flagon of their finest ale and settles into a chair in front of the roaring fireplace. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: greets the recent additions to the Tavern T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune quietly puffs on a long wooden pipe as he stares into the fire. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Jedak smacks his lips as he sets his ale mug down. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Jedak is buying ale for anyone in The Finishing Blow. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune signals the barwench to bring him one of those free ales. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Get yer buns over to The Finishing Blow. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune sends out several scroll bearing messenger's to relay Jedak's message to the lands... T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: gets a message that he cant read so he kicks the messenger and eats the paper T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: Harsh. Remind me to never send you a messanger. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras: Messenger T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: that guy said stuff maid my head hurt T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Last call for free ale at The Finishing Blow. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: ale? where ale? me need ale T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) One Tequila: No Tequila! T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras Hides his ale T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune zips out the front door as you hear the pounding of hooves approaching. Somehow he manages to leap onto a carriage as it coasts by the tavern and disappears into the distance.. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: The bar has closed. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: so me no get ale? T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Nope. Nothing is free... for long. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras goes to the Pub across the street. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) One Tequila whispers to Rognur Drink me T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: dat make me mad. me need to hit something T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sargeras keeps an eye on that Rognur fella to make sure he keeps his distance. T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: smashes a table T3/r7/2014-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: picks up a broken chunk of table and sits down in the corner to chew on it T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 'Gadzooks!' cries Dastardly Duvala. 'How arst thee today, mine good lord?'. The room goes quiet. T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala declares he is the most famous knight in the kingdom. Ivar creeps up slowly, mallet in hand. T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: youse big night? me thought nite was sleep time T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala poops in Rognur's shoes, and runs off, cackling in delight! T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: sniff his shoe T3/r7/2014-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: smells cleaner now, me no want eat this shoe anymore T3/r7/2014-03-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ixultar: i T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune screams wildly as he comes crashing down through the thatched roof of the table smashing through a section of the bar! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: takes a chunk of the shattered table and begins to chew on it T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune screams wildly as he comes crashing down through the thatched roo T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: you dont thatch roo's T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: oow no more sleeping in the catapault basket.. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune screams wildly as he comes crashing down through the thatched roof of the tavern, smashing through a section of the bar! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: it ok, me gots free meal from sparklys crashing through roof T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto, that poor elven warrior, has completely forgotten that it's a game! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune ducks down behind the bar as several castle guards run through street yelling about something. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: you scallywag should stop sneaking in for kisses with the princess, you should know it never ends well T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: roars loudly toward the guards for interupting his meal T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pharaoh Otep: I'm mommy's special boy. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune snickers as he manages to swipe two mugs of ale as the barwench turns her back for a moment. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: picks up a guard and tosses him through the wall before being taken down in a massive brawl with the other guards T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune raises both mugs of ale to Rognur's performance! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: That's right, go down swinging! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: struggles to hold his own in a massive brawl as guards go flying everywhere* roar! you no hurt sparkly!! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: *noticing the flogged ale, the barwench turns around and clobbers poor grune with a nearby frypan, Och thats gotta hurt* T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune reawakens a moment later and hightails it up the stairs, pushing a another patron aside. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: is finally knocked out and subdued by guards, and is left unconscience on the floor T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: leaps from the second story window upon the backs of two guards! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: man thats a shiner on the back of his head T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune runs off into the forest, leading the remaining guards away from Rognur.. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: wakes up, smiles at Remarto then sits back to resume chewing on a broken piece of table* sparklys gone now... he on his own T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune re-enters the tavern disguised in one of the guard's outfits and no one seems to notice that its him! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune the guard sits at the bar next to Remarto and snickers a bit. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune the guard stands up and says in a funny voice, "Hey you there! The Realm is offering a steep reward for your capture! Guards seize him! T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Nah just kidding. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune laughs as he removes his guard helmet and orders an ale. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur hits Grune with a frying pan and says, 'NOT THE MAMA'. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Wait Rognur I'm not actually a guard.. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: picks grune up and gets ready to toss him through the wall T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune manages to land on his feet as felines tend to do, as Rognur tosses him across the room. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: sends grune flying head first T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: oh... sorry sparkly me not know you T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Oh no worries friend! Was all in good fun. T3/r7/2014-03-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rognur: sits down and tries to bash the grune shapped dent out of his frying pan T3/r7/2014-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brimestone: sup T3/r7/2014-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Brimestone: sup? T3/r7/2014-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Atelyn: hello T3/r7/2014-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala gallantly tips his hat. T3/r7/2014-03-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Hungry Windigo: chapel T3/r7/2014-03-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina blinks innocently. T3/r7/2014-04-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Anyone want to go the Zangar's Ghrotto and kill some pesky bats and Grods? T3/r7/2014-04-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paladoxus: die foul creatures of evil T3/r7/2014-04-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paladoxus: prey T3/r7/2014-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) GraySong Gregor: HELLO T3/r7/2014-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Lord Rovin: Hello sir T3/r7/2014-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) GraySong Gregor: TODAY I AM ROLEPLAYING A LOUD PERSON T3/r7/2014-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Authentic: ouch my ears T3/r7/2014-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) GraySong Gregor: THAT'S RIGHT, I'M VERY LOUD T3/r7/2014-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Strr: Good... morning... evening... grr, I'm going back to sleep. T3/r7/2014-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Lord Rovin: Have fun in the other realm, Strr T3/r7/2014-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Lord Rovin: Must be a good one T3/r7/2014-04-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graklin: che T3/r7/2014-04-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graklin: oops T3/r7/2014-04-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graklin: che T3/r7/2014-04-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Graklin: che T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe rubs his tummy and asks a beggar for some food. T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala lets out a gut-wrenching belch, withering several nearby plants and trees! T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe shouts a warcry and his warsnail charges at the Living Tree! T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe being taped up to the wall by Dastardly Duvala. T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You watch (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe's expert navigation skills of left and right as a sheep wearing a cloak flies into Lao and blows up. T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe keeps hitting himself in the head and uttering, "Doh!" T3/r7/2014-04-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl tests something. T3/r7/2014-04-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe rubs his tummy and asks Bamboo for some food. T3/r7/2014-04-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (>ShaZaM<) ForLiFe rubs his tummy and asks Revam for some food. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala pads in from the Woods of Nyne, covered in blood. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ezkai peers intently at Dastardly Duvala. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala dives into a sparkling fountain, washing himself and in the process, contaminating the water. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Dastardly Duvala. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not again, I washed your armour just yesterday! T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala taking a seat on a warm rock to dry off, lights up his Pipe of Insight and peers at the horizon, pondering. T3/r7/2014-05-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala rolls around, basking in the experince! T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Noone here ? T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune enters the tavern and sits at the bar. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade *MURRS* at Grune softly. How cute. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sips some ale in a corner of the tavern. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune makes quite a mess as he devours a roast chicken. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade seems to be slow-cooking ribs. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune washes down his meal with a flagon of mead, spilling all down the front of his shirt. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura looks at the stranger making such a mess while filling an old tobacco pipe, lighting it and taking a puff out of it. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl orders a beer. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade kindly hands Grune a napkin, or 20. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune mistakenly bites into a pile of napkins before but makes an awkward face. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts her hat down her face, still hording her pipe in her teeth and leans on a wall. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl draws a balalaika. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost looks at Sarl's drawing T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune gets slapped by the bar wench after suggesting something inappropiate to her! T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: raises her hat with a single finger, looks like someone's going to play some nice music. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts her hat back on her face, how disappointing... T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes a long puff on her pipe, releasing the smoke in the air wich takes the form of an untamed wolf running around the room before vanishing. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune passes out on a bear skin rug by the roaring fireplace. T3/r7/2014-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sips down the whole mug of Ale, throws it on the ground and yells : "Another !" T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) GraySong Gregor patiently twiddles his thumbs. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune lumbers down the stairs from upstairs of the tavern. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surthurn offers Grune a drink T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune sits down at an oaken table just as the barwench delivers some oatmeal. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: A kind offer friend, but I prefer to eat my breakfast first.. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: chuc T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surthurn slips some vodka in your oatmeal T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune turns back around and takes a bite of his oatmeal.. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune makes a strange face for a moment, shrugs, then continues eating it. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura enters the tavern and sits at table by the window. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (at a*) T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune orders oatmeal for everyone! How generous! T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Its better today, y'all should have some T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura smils happily at Grune. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Thank you, kind stranger, may Ayla bless you. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (smiles* what's wrong with my fingers ? ><) T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: oh you're welcome. Besides need to balance out all my misdeeds with a few good ones T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I might be able to help you with that, what kind of misdeeds ? T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surthurn watches the tavern keeper clean a class with a dirty old rag so unclean the germs living on it have developed space travel T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Surthurn: glass* T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: Oh no know the usual just some stealing, murdering and a touch of treason.. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes a bite of her oatmeal. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: or as I like to called it Thursday.. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: The usual lot, pretty normal in these troubled time... T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: so true, I used to serve the crown T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: but I released its more fun to serve myself T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura cleans her mouth with a handkerchief. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: I heard there's free oatmeal? T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: how about you milady? are you an outlaw as well or an upright citizen? T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Used to serve a holy order of paladins, but it turned out it's leader "liked" small boys and kept most of the donations for himself T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune sends the barwench over to Redryn with a bowl of oatmeal (including the secret ingredient) T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune turns back towards Tinamura and says, "So you're following your own orders now then?" T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I exposed him, then exposed his whipped back to the city before leaving the order T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune: haha, wish I coulda seen that. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: He was crying, asking for mercy, I only said "Ayla may forgive you, but I shall not." T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: So now I'm a travelling Paladin, looking for evil wherever it may be to destroy it. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune slurps down some oatmeal then says, "Oh sounds like a pretty noble crusade." T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: It is... (have to go, bye, RolePlay with you another time =) ) T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune exits the tavern and saddles up on his riding lizard which skitters off into the forest. T3/r7/2014-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slurps down the rest of the oatmeal, gives Grune a small pat on his shoulder saying "Goodbye, friend." before leaving the tavern. T3/r7/2014-05-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Syllwinda: Is no one ever here? :P I'm just trying these channels for the first time. T3/r7/2014-05-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dustpuppy: only if we want to see porn T3/r7/2014-05-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vexthorne: There isn't much roleplaying on aard T3/r7/2014-05-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Syllwinda: Lolol. So this is a cyber chat? And darn. I was looking for RP. T3/r7/2014-05-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: most people who want to roleplay do so in grouptalk. keeps trolls off their backs. T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith appears from no where T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: hellow... T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Howdy T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hold out his hand 'nice yo meet you T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hold out his hand 'nice yo meet yot T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: dawmnit T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: lawl T3/r7/2014-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith producez sacheverells pouch of gold 'lawl' and gives it back T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in and out of your sight. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: hellow... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla blinks at the flicker of movement, a look of confusion on her face as she tries to focus on the presence. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith removes his hood and holds out his hand 'hellow' he says T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 2/3 Flying VampireDude glares at Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes his hand back and say 'hay i dont have a problem with you' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'but if you have a problem with me i can allways leave...' he puts his hood back up and turns around 'sorry to have bothered you...' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 2/3 Flying VampireDude goes back to sleep. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith walks towards the treeline and ghosts from your sight.... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla calls out, 'Tracekeith... you needn't go..' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in from behind andashalla 'no? your frind over there seems to think so' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla jumps, startled by the Eldar's sudden presence, and stammers, 'Erm... he isn't any friend of mine.. Never met the fellow.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla 's gaze turns curious, rather than startled, and she tilts her head to one side, asking, 'How do you move quite like that?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines shakes her hips up and down very fast, making her buttocks shake and jiggle. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith removes his hood once more 'sorry?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla gestures slightly in Tracekeith's direction. "You move like a shadow, flickering here and there, and then .. NOT there. Is it a spell of some sort?" T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chukles 'well if i told you that it wouldent be much of a secret then would it?...' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla shrugs philosophically. 'Well... I can't argue THAT logic...' She flashes a smile. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith puts a hand on andeshallas shoulder 'but ill tell you this its not a spell.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles sits by an oak tree, resting his back in the grove of the trunk... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla settles somewhere nearby, plucking a blade of grass and holding it between her thumbs, cupping her hands around it, and blowing softly. The vibration creates an undulating whistle. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says 'besides, i've been working for awile... rather just relax.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Casts goodberry and a handfull of berries appear in his hand 'hungry?' he asks. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla glances down at Tracekeith's dusty boots and nods, the evidence of his travels clear. At the offer of the berries, she smiles and nods her thanks. 'Yes, please.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hands andashalla the handfull of barries T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla smiles her thanks and pops a berry into her mouth. Closing her eyes briefly, she savors the slightly tart fruit. 'Mmm. I don't think I've ever had these before. Delicious. Thank you.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith casts goodberry once again and pops the second handfull into his mouth T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla asks in a bemused tone, 'What have you been doing to work up such an appetite? Or..' she pauses, considering the stranger. 'Should I not ask?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades 'its best not to ask.' but the smile creases his face once again 'But its not assassinations or anything like that... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs as he makes a mental note to himself... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla leans back slightly, popping another ripe berry into her mouth. She nods, chewing, swallows, and murmurs, 'No .. offense? intended.. Though ...' a smile curves her lips. 'I can't say I'm not curious.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'heh yea... some one who ghosts in and out of sight is a little strange, but its hard not to after all the training i went through' He smiles widely as he remembers the training... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grin fades 'its a good career, but...' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla 's glance flickers over to Tracekeith's mouth at that surprisingly lighthearted, happy-looking grin, noting as it fades. 'What career might that be?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith opens his mouth to answer, but quickly shuts it... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla makes a graceful gesture of negation. 'Sorry.. more prying. I shouldn't have asked.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'its fine, i cant tell yoh specificly but i can tell you that it has to do with intellegence.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'its fine, i cant tell you specificly but i can tell you that it has to do with intellegence.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla nods, smiling wryly. 'Ah. One of those. Gotcha.' She glances down at the now-rumpled blade of grass, cups her hands around it once more, gives one more low, musical whistle, and then releases it, letting it slowly spiral to the ground. 'Folks.. seem to keep rather to themselves, hereabouts. It's ... quite pleasant.. to actually get to chat with someone.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lets the smile grease his face once more 'it's a good career like i said but....' He stops, and shakes his head 'never mind its nothing.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith cringes as he notices a increasingly annoying object against his back. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla glances over, her brow furrowing. 'What's wrong?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith removes his unstrung longbow 'one i forgot to take the longbow from behind my back and two its unstrung.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith bends the thick cherrywood bow down with ease and strings it. releasing the pressure afterwords to reveal a powerfull long range weapon. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla glances at the weapon. 'Lovely workmanship. Not familiar with the things, myself.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lays back down 'ah much better, it takes years of training to learn how to use it, longer still to reach my level of marksmanship.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head 'would you like me to teach you?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith waits patiently. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla glances down at her slender arms and delicate hands, and smiles wryly. "I am not certain that is an aptitude I'd have.. But I'm always game to try new things." She rises and glances down at where he lays against the tree with a smile. "Show me." T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up and says 'well this bows draw weight would be a bit to high for you.... give me a sec.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith pulls out a bag and produces a bow that is curved at each end. 'here' he said handing andashalla the bow 'the curves reduce the draw weight but at the same time increasing the power just a bit. not as powerfull as mine, but it shouod do for what we have in mind.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith produces a extra quiver and hands it to andashala 'put this on.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla looks over the straps and structure of the quiver, then over at Tracekeith, her eyes tracing the way his is slung. She mimics it, then examines the recurve bow. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'well come on lets get a few dozen paces from the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith walks 10 meters away and faces the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'you comin?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla: nods, an odd smile crooking her lips to one side. "Yep." She strolls over to where the Eldar stands, and mirrors his stance. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla: (meh. sorry, still getting used to this channel structure) T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'hold on.' and produces a cupple of armguards 'here put these on... they will keep your arms from getting wiped by the cord T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says 'believe me it is terribly painfull.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla: smiles as she glances at the armguards. Slipping one on, she slides it up to her upper arm, indicating the width of her forearms is significantly less than Tracekeith's. She slips it back down into the appropriate spot, and cinches the straps as tightly as she can. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says 'ok knock your arrow and pull take a shot. might as well see where you are in skill level. aim for the tree trunk. remember you dont have to hit it, i just want to see your form' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith walks to see a side view of andashalla'shoy T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith walks to see a side view of andashalla's shot T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'any time your ready' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla 's eyes flicker over to Tracekeith, examining his stance. She stands square to the tree, then shifts a foot back, turning. Drawing hard on the bow, she manages to pull it halfway back. Arm trembling, she murmurs a strengthening spell, and pulls harder, finally getting it fully drawn. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla releases the arrow. It flies wildly, striking the soft earth a good three paces in front of, and to the side, of the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says 'not bad for someone who has never used a bow.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith moves towards andashalla and says 'however...' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla chuckles. 'Weeell... strength isn't exactly my strong suit...' She glances at her slender arms, then down to her fingers. 'They are nimble..' Here, she wiggles her fingers deftly, a trained eye seeing the patterns as notes played on a piano. 'But not mighty.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith knocks an arrow into the chord of his longbow and says 'dont stand squarly to the tree' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla mirrors Tracekeith's stance, the bow loose in one hand. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith turns so that his shoulders are in line with the tree and says 'having your shoulders in line with the tree allows better accuracy' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla draws another arrow, nocks it, then hurriedly whispers another strength spell. She lifts the bow, drawing the string and arrow back with some difficulty. She carefully squares her shoulders, sighting down the arrow. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith draws the bow 'draw using both your arms, using one will just make it difficult. push with the arm holding the bow and pull with the one holding the arrow, and only hold thr string with two fingers. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla tries following Tracekeith's instructions, utilizing both arms. "By the Dreamer," she murmurs, arms shaking at the effort. She grits her teeth and pulls and pushes, the bow swaying in her grasp. A soft curse escapes her as she loses her grip on the arrow and it thwumps to the ground a short distance away. She blushes. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'that will make the drawing easier. when you release...' he releases the arrow, and it flys in a smooth ark and burries itself deep into the trunk, 'dont second guess yourself just release the chord and let it fly T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla nods at the directions, takes a breath, and tries again. This time, the arrow flies a bit further before burying itself at an angle in the grass. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura watches carefully the two strangers training from winthin her nest-tree, wondering why the frail creature is trying to learn how to use a bow when she clearly doesn't have enough strenght to wield one. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla draws another arrow, and tries again, practicing under Tracekeith's watchful eye. At each suggestion and correction of form, she carefully follows the instructions, though her arrows do not get particularly far. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla curses softly as her strength spell fades, then whispers the harsh syllables to renew it. She pauses, shakes out her hands, unaccustomed to these postures and efforts, then tries again. The arrow flies further, but still does not reach the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): for anyone wanting to actually perform archery, you should be using 3 fingers and not 2 to hold the string, btw T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ear twitches T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'care to introduce yourself?' he turns his head to tinamaura. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: my name is Zyzz T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye: the porn star? T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: no T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye snaps his fingers. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: what porn star T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura jumps from her tree, starts flying mid-air and lands in front of the clever stranger. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: male or female T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'hellow' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura smiles frankly 'Hi, I heard you guys talking and couldn't help but watch this little lesson. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla blinks at the sudden presence of the winged creature, taking a step back, startled. She keeps the bow carefully pointed downward, then relaxes at the friendly greeting. She smiles wryly, saying, 'He's an excellent teacher, but his student is somewhat.. lacking.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye: unfortunately with that comment (as a joke, for what's its worth) both trez and I got ignored by some level 100 newbie T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tylertwo: lol T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): I'm sure you're heartbroken T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye: hope you find friends quickly with your ignore method, andashalla. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Read this channel's description before stepping any further, Hawkeye =) ) T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye nods. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles at andashala 'you are quite good for someone of your figure' he says refering to her arms. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye: that's what aard is all about, roleplaying. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: well this channel is T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cain killd Abelinc steps, whether there are toes present or not T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TrEz: but I'm offended that I couldn't rp as Zyzz T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye: turns himself to a mudchick. And begins roleplay. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye tweet T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are doing well, little one, you just need to steady yourself. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla coughs, covering a chuckle, and murmurs, 'That's kind of you to say, but... I simply don't have the arm strength for this sort of thing.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I have to go now, I'll be back in some time after getting home~) T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grins and says 'here' he holds the recurce and the string 'all musles in your back and keep your elbow up. there' he says as he releases and andashala has full hold of the bow. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla: (Thanks for joining in, Tinamura!) T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says :aim and shoot. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I'll join in again when I'll be back :3) T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith waits for andashala to shoot. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla whispers her Strength spell yet again, and draws the bow as instructed, keeping her elbow high, pushing with her left arm, pulling with her right, trying to utilize her back muscles as she draws. The point of the arrow sways with her efforts, as she releases. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla tracks the arrow as it flies, landing beneath the branches of the tree, about an arm's span from the trunk. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hawkeye snores loudly. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith claps 'there you go!' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and asks 'im sorry would you like to stop now?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla breathes a sight of relief and grins. 'This isn't easy. You make it look that way.' She glances down-field at the tree and Tracekeith's arrow lodged deeply into the trunk. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'if you want, we can continue.. or we can stop its your choice. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla says with quiet relief, 'Perhaps we could practice again another time. My strength isn't... well... I'm used to different types of exercise, I suppose you could say.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles and says 'yea thats the reason why most people prefer crossbows. but this way you have to practice at it and become a great shot. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head 'you never told me what you profession is...' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla nods. 'I can see why.' She carefully hands back the bow, then unbuckles the quiver, returning it as well. "Thank you for the lesson." T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith replaces the bow and quiver and bow into the bag. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla smiles crookedly. 'No, I didn't, did I?' She murmurs a quiet cantrip and cleans her hands in the resulting spring. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and mumbles and raises his quiver and mumbles something, and the arrows fly into his quiver. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla blushes. 'Er, sorry about that, I was about to fetch them.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith kneels by the spring and washes his face... 'its fine... so what do you do?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla gestures vaguely, 'A little of this, a little of that. Mostly, I wander from place to place and try not to get in _too_ much trouble.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles 'sounds much like something i do. except im on an assignment that i need to go from place to place with. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades from his face... T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla tilts her head to one side. 'Have I kept you too long, then?' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says 'no not at all... its just.... nothing, forget about it.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up and stretches 'My career is a good one, it can just get a little lonely at times T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla mumurs, '...You keep saying that. I have a spell for such things, but I'd rather not use it.. It's been a very pleasant afternoon's company.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles 'it has been.' he says before sitting back down. 'well this is the hardest part of my job, getting to know someone and know you probably wont see them again T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla clarifies, '..I have a spell of forgetting, I meant, though I don't generally use it on myself. If you really want me to forget you... I can.. but I'd rather not.' She smiles crookedly. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla adds, 'Besides. You never know when you might need an enchantment or invisibility, or somesuch. That's the sort of thing I do a lot better than archery.' She indicates your now-slung longbow with a toss of her head. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'no its not that you know too much, and no matter what its a lonly life.' he stands up and says 'no need for a memory spell.' he turns around to leave 'nice to have met you here' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says 'keep in touch.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla smiles and nods. 'It's been a pleasure, Tracekeith. I look forward to our next lesson.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Andashalla tacks on in a murmur, 'Whatever that might be.' T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith silently ghosts from sight and dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: board T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fearlis: SIR? T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: Hmmm....? T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fearlis slaps Sercin. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fearlis: dont look at me that way. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: And.. Why did you strike me? T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: growl fearlis T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: I didnt look at you. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fearlis: did too! T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin growls at Fearlis. Better leave the room before the fighting starts. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: it means she wants you to bring her tribute more often. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: If I wanted a snack, id settle for something less stringy. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fearlis: do not listen to that man he knows not of what he says. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin snorts. T3/r7/2014-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sercin: Im liable to believe the one who didnt hit me. T3/r7/2014-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adirion: descent T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in and out of focus, appearing on one branch of a tree then dissapearing and reappearing on a branch of another. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stops on a branch and relaxes. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith slowly scans the horizen, looking for movement that will tell him if anyones around. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Deciding to make his whereabouts known, Duvala approaches Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith cocks his head to the right. "hellow..." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Greetings. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith jumps down from the tree he was resting on. "nice to meet you." he hold out his hand "Im Trace..." you guess he's expecting a handshake. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala looks to Tracekeith's hand, looks to his own paw, and back to Tracekeith's hand. "If you insist!" he replies as he breaks Tracekeith's hand with a crushing paw. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith winces as his fingers are crushed. "no problem... Allways willing to meet a new friend." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith releases himself from duvalas grip and casts natures touch on his hand. "good grip..." his hand is fully healed as he tests it exparamentally. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith finds his hand in perfect condition... T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala mutters something under his breath about Eldars. "What brings you to this meadow?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith face darkens "passing through on bisness..." he cocks his head to the side "and what was that about eldars?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "Ah, make nothing of it. So what is your perogative?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises an eyebrow "sorry?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith thinks for a moment and comes to a conclusion "well i guess its not too dangerous to tell you. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "im on my way through on my way to a 'job' thats all you need to know..." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler shoots the beast Duvala. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith jumps back into the trees and ghosts from sight T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler flees from the scene. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith appears infront of tyler "well well" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler wonders what sort of creature Duvala is, that he says 'heh' after being shot. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles and taps tyler on the shoulder "hellow" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: oh geese T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: hi there, trace. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles and says "hellow, by the way im a eldar not a goose... and its goose geese is plural. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: oh! I thought eldar's were a type of tree! T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "These younglings nowadays. Shoot me will you?" Heightening his senses, Duvala unsheathes his Axe and gets a bloodthirsty look in his eye... T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith turns his eyes to heven. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: how you gonna hold an axe in those paws, mate? T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "hes the one who shot you... not me..." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith jumps up the nearest tree and says "have fun you two. i have work to do" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "Come closer and I'll show you", Duvala smirks. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler approaches cautiously. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "your stupid arnt you boy. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "tyler hes gonna try and kill ya" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: We'll see. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Now, you were talking about a challenge? T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: um, yes! T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shrugs and says "have fun" before he moves out of focus and seemingly vanishing onto thin air. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "That's how" :) T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: ohh T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "A motivated Wolfen is not a creature to be toyed with, my friend." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I see. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I thought you were just some stupid magic talking bear or something. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth: A dark figure enters the room and wishes Tyler "Good morrow" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: Hello, good sir. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: "Nah, you'll encounter more of my kin as your adventures progress." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala hears a dark whisper on the cold North, his ears twitch in response as he flies to the East. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth finds himself a comfy chair and slinks down into it. Mindful of tiny sprites of course. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler , weary after the battles of the day, enters a dark nexus and dissappears. "May we meet again, sir Keelroth!" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth tips his hat as he watches Tyler disappear. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: From the branches of a nearby tree a young Diva observes the meeting with a mischievous smile. She wonders why it is that often, as she arrives, everyone else is leaving? T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth sniffs the air and says "I'd know that scent anywhere." Then flicks a small pebble and hits Lizza between the eyes. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Rubbing her brow Lizza slips gracefully down the tree and approaches, pretending she meant to be spotted all along. "Hey Keelroth, Good to see you here." she says feigning interest, "I'm suprised you could smell me over you own overpowering aroma." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth grins and says through his crooked smile "You smell of caramel and I could smell it over the overwhelming stench of the three little pigs in Faerie Tales" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: With a mischievous smile Lizza flops down in front of your chair. "Well look at you, big bad wolf. I'm surprised there are any piggies left here now". Stretching out the small Diva peers up at the sky and with a thought murmurs, "Hmm, you haven't seen a wermdoo have you?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth with a smirk "I have been craving the flying cows of Oz more than piggies. And no I cannot say I have seen a wermdoo. What might it be?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: With a snigger Lizza replies, "What's what?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth with a belt of laughter "What's a wermdoo?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: With a flash of fire in her eyes Lizza raises her finger and wiggles it, "Well it wriggles along the ground like this" she chuckles. Pleased with her own joke she smiles happily T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth stops laughing. "How have you been fair Lizza?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Glancing up at Keelroth, Lizza says "Oh, I'm just wonderfully well, thanks. Just passing through on my latest exploration". Reaching to the ground she picks up a stick and starts poking it into the soil. "Did you know there is a cave in the hills, further along the road, in which 18 ogres all named Gorra-Tar live! It must get awfully confusing at tea-time, I would think." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth chuckles "Tea time? Do ogres drink tea?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Lizza thinks for a moment and then nods, "I think so. I've seen packets of 'Ogre Brew' in the aylor marketplace. The old woman selling it said it was a strong elixir to rouse even the sleepiest of monsters. Although she did snigger a lot after mentioning that. Strange old woman." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth goes "Hmmmm" and then says "I believe she might have been pulling your tail." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Lizza jumps to her feet and peers behind her. "But, I have no tail!" she laughs innocently. "Not like you, old wolfy." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth stands and throws Lizza over his shoulder saying "Who you calling old?" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth starts to spin "Take it back!" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Reaching down Lizza grabs your bushy tail and yanks it. "I can't take it back...it's attached firmly!" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth lets out a little howl "Meh tail!" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: In a deft movement Lizza twists free of your grasp and slides round your shoulder and ends up piggy-backing you. "Giddyup Wolfy. I have to be in Aylor by sunset!" she smirks. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth runs at lighting speed. You never having gone so fast begin feel nauseated. "Don't vomit on me!" T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Lizza grips your shoulders tightly and lowers her head, enjoying the wind rushing through her hair. The feeling is exhilerating and she wonders whether Wolves make permanent mounts for long journeys. T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Keelroth running as fast his legs will take them. "Having fun are you? I don't do this for just anyone." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Suddenly dropping from your back Lizza looks round, something obviously catching her attention. For a moment she seems to be listening to a hidden voice and she glances over to a small patch by the side of the road where fireflies dance. With a small sigh she nods and you catch a quiet whisper of "Yes, mother". Standing Lizza moves towards you and says "Sorry wolf boy, I gotta travel alone for a short while. I have errands to run!" Smiling she adds "If you find me when I get back perhaps we can go cause some trouble in the village down the road? There's a evil Mayor upsetting the people." T3/r7/2014-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Murmuring the words of the 'Travel through Plants' spell Lizza sinks into the earth by the side of the road and with a final smile and wink is gone from view. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello...1...2...3...testing? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FinalChaos: hai T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dustpuppy: you have reached the answering service of Aardwolf. Leave a message at the tone. *beep8 T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hail. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FinalChaos: o.o T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: metal umbrella T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reylan pulls out a huge hankie and honks her nose loudly. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...so what do you do In this channel actually? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arista: You roleplay if your heart desires. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hail from Vlad...My wish is to exterminate all demons from this world... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala snickers at his own evil thoughts. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: but.. why?! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala peers intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because...The kids in Vlad(Who were demons aswell) made fun of my human looks...Their parents beat me up... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They burned my house down...They deserve...DEATH! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In that fire they killed my wife and my daughter... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler also sulks in a corner.. Attempting to hide his horns. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So I seek vengeance and So far I smashed a couple of Demon skulls. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is there a demon amongst you guys? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If there is...*pulls out a whip and a axe*...I am gonna make them pay... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyone? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler rises and shows his sharp claws and fire breath. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler slowly approaches Irya.. wondering if he has somehow fallen asleep. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura swoops down on tyler, grabing him with her legs before flying up and suddenly dropping him. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wow... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...I am back...I was meditating and thinking... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies away happily, knowing that she has done a good deed. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: oh god tlel me im not dead T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nope your crotch will probably hurt...but no... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You might be, as well as might still be alive T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: All depends on the dimension you live in T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: hi T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: If you consider the real one, you are ultimately dead. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: If you consider the gaming one, then you should consider again sub-realities T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya...I hail from Vlad...I am a demon slayer... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: ... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Well, we can sum it up by saying that you are dead and alive~ T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Should I talk about myself ? I'm unsure about that... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Talk! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Well... I am Tinamura, former Paladin of a forgotten order, True Queen of the Whip, Master of the Light and wielder of the Holy Fire, Beast of the Dance Floor and Queen of a little kingdom by the sea named "Whipistan". T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My turn... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: inventory T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: fail T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya...I hail from Vlad...I hate demons and I seek Revenge against demons...They made fun of me...They burned my house and slaughered my wife and daughter. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya...I hail from Vlad...I hate demons and I seek Revenge against demons...They made fun of me...They burned my house and slaughered my wife and daughter. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Demons, huh... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I despise them... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I shall kill anything that hails evil, I will vanquish all of them with the holy fire I wield ! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In my adventure I have seen and met a lot of people...And I still journey onward to kill every last one of them T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Demons... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those bastards... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: i like sandwiche T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are ruining the moment...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: whelp im Chinga a Bandit trying not to steal so far thats not going to well...and I really cant remember anything after that T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: sandwich ruins nothing T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: I like pasta T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I love chesse! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: who likes bambi T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm...I liked him when I was little... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did I mention my love towards myself is still intact... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler 's body bursts into ash and he is reincarnated. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler is having trouble figuring out exactly what he has reincarnated into. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...I am back... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...where is the clap... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: How can I clap if I have no hands? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...sorry... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler wills a pair of hands into existence T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler then applauds his own prowess. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tina...Hey Tina... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hmm ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Glad to see you are saying hello to me... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hello Irya, how are you doing ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am fine...you? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Do I look like I care about how you are doing ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...you do...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I don't. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: sheesh... nevermind then lady... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mique agrees with Irya T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...good to know... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: My mind is all focused on that new armor I need to get, reinforcement for my wings so that they can't get stabbed... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...I am sorry for ripping your armor...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was a bit of a fail. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: What are you even talking about ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am talking about one of the most epic fails ever! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: While I am talking about the best blacksmith making me a new wing-armor T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...So...Useless question... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: The only thing is, I need some dragon scales, alot of them, it'll strengthen my wings and make them un-stabbable~ T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everybody...What ks your favourite movie? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: what's a movie? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: old or new T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Both...I was talking about a book...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Irya... You fail at understanding the nature of this channel... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...(roleplay)...What is your favourite book? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: i like sandwiches T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is good to know... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler claps his giant hands and Defines is no more. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I like ripping armor apart... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...A weird hobby I know... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: my fav book series is the ranger's apprentice T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I'd love to rip your head off, Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...crap... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can you be a little bit less angry? Just a little. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: awkward... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A tiny bit...Just a tiny bit... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Let me see... *strangles Irya with her whip* Then stop being agressive toward armors. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...breathe It is ok...You are In a better place...where whips are flying around. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...My neck! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hee...ee..LP! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I.iiiii...aaaammm...dyyyying! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You shall show a little bit of respect to me, understood... ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Respect? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Yes, respect. *strangles even more* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't know the meaning cough...of the word...cough...RESPECT! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yoouuu...Can I...ask...cough...you...a...question? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Why not... *looses he whip a bit* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What...material...is...cough...your...whip? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: tinamurastop*punches T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: thpo T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: typo T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: ... *stabs tina* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura catches Chinga's fist, twisting his wrist. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: damn T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *grabs Tinas neck* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler fires 2 missiles at the figures below him. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Top...that... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura kicks Irya's face. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ouch! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You asked about the material, right ? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: whelp I suck T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: It's Barbardium... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Umm...Can you be specific...cough...please? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: A material made with layers of matteer T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Well... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: dude irya you ok T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *electrifies Tinas whip* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: While it's as hard as steel, it is as flexible as leather T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hope this works... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *electrifies Tinas whip* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: The rockets explode, injuring Irya and Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...It isn't working aparently... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes a direct shock, her whole body shaking under the power of the conducted electricity. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *punches Tina* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: holy cr$p T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *Grabs Tinas whip and strangles her with it* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slips trough. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Gah... You... You will pay ! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *turns into fire* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: whoa T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is It hot in here...Or is it just me? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: hey Irya put ':' at the beginning of the line for third person stuff. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura changes theway she's holding her whip, making it change into a flowing steam of water. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into a electric life form. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: go tina T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shocks Tinas whip* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura lets go off the whip T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into ash. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs it the moment the electrifying is gone. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are underestimating me... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: shit :-[ T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: tina u ok T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can't hit what you can't see. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips the very layers of matteer around her at an alarming speed, distorting reality and making Irya change back to normal. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into ice. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: ha! *stabs irya* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya freezes everything. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya breaks the dagger with the cold. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I told you you are underestimating me... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...show me your power! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya freezes Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips the air in front of her at an extreme speed as it becomes colder and colder, creating a forcefield while walking toward Irya T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into a void-like creature. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops time. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura lifts his "stop time" spell T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks towads Tina with his bloody fist. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts the palm of her hand on his head. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into metal. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches Tina in the face. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura mumbles "turn into light..." before discharging a tremendeous amount of light energy into him. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches Tina in the chest 30x times. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: hahaha fool *puts on mask* lets get this over with *pulls out bolt of judgment* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Read... you are already dead... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: damn T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya Slowly crawls towards Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura stomps on his head. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not like this! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: can I finish him T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: No. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into fire and blows up killing himself and Tina* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now we are both dead. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: shit tina T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Aura of Sanctuary sure is an amazing item to get... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nooooooooooooooooo! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya a shadow rises from Irya's corpse. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn you emotes! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shadow casts a spell which rises 4 shadow warriors. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: suck it *flips bird* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: ATTACK! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: fool *hits warriors with holy lightning* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura mumbles slowly "By the power of light that fuels every creature alive... By the power of Ayla that shows us the true path... HOLY FIRE !". T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not effective... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura covers herself with a holy, white fire. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just because they are made from the soul of unbeatable darkness. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: just a distraction T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Holy > darknes. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (darkness*) T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...but they are a soul... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Light > darkness. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Holy Fire = Light + Holy. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which are actually made from the fragments of light. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: stop making up things... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are kick ass... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: die *stabs irya in the face* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: *The shadow warriors blow war horns* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips all of the shadow warriors, reducing them to naught. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura strangles Irya, burning him with her Holy Fire. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: fuckin charge!!!!!! :-) T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am already dead...These are my warriors fighting you. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Understand what is going on... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: we can attack ur shadow T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: All of a sudden a huge army of shadow warriors from the hills T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: And don't give yourself Over Powered powers T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Oh god... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: wtf T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a lord of... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Forget it, you are the worst at RP... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sandwiches... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...sorry T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I am used to playing unfair...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura calls off her Holy Fire, draws back her whip, puts her hat back on her eyes and walks away. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My character would attack his enemy while his enemy is tired. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The army fades... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: There is a difference between having Over Powered powers and being unfair toward your ennemies... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The shadow returns to Irya's body. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly rises from the ground. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are like that kid at playgrounds that yells : "I HAVE FORCEFIELD, YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME !" T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: fu *takes of mask and yells recall* T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is bleeding heavily. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: true T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly patches up. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura steps out of the shadows, behind Irya before breaking his neck. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dies. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: That's for wasting my time... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry your highness... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Irya away. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aaaaaaah! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Don't worry about it... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: New plan...less OP...More OG. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Whatever that means? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: how do u friend T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Friend T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Friend T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Without the < > T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...there is a Kitten! T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs to pet the kitten. T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: I can friend u irya it will not let me T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: I cant T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Type friend Irya T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: thank god T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You still need to friend me... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: lol T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: u friended me it still did not work T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It still says you aren't my friend...type in vis T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now try it... T3/r7/2014-05-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: srry gtg bye T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello...I am Irya...Of Vlad. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Vlad? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A land full of demons... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sheds a tear... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Strange, your sister is a perfectly normal human, apart from the fact that she steals and is married to an elf. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am human as well...I ran from war and hid in Vlad. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: the castle of Vlad-shamir? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...Nobody thought to look there... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I had been there MANY a time, and yet your presence there went unnoticed... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...I am the master at hiding... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am hiding right under your nose... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I do believe my friend, Trepid, would have something to say to that... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sneezes, covering Irya in OH YUCK T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nooooo! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your friend Is a vampire? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I left my Wolfen pack on abend after I was exiled for questioning immortality... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Immortality should be questioned my friend...It is a curse...not a gift... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: A ninja, capable of remaining undetected for long periods of time. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Cool! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: A curse says you? Interesting T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is...It can only bring Insanity T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: are we not all immortal? When we die, we... don't die. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And dissorder T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: we don't stay dead. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: and what is sanity anyway? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We warp back. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: That would be our perception of reincarnation, would it not? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Our spirits come back to the hospital. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Only the true Wolves of Aardwolf have Immortality... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is not me...Although I am one. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What do YOU mean by immortality, Duvala? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Such a status is highly desirable... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I mean 'who imm' or 'who wolf' T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (roleplay channel!) T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which I do not accept. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wait...you are talking about the Immortals? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Indeed... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...they are Like Gods Of War. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I got my revenge against the demons... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: HOw?! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...I hung them... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: hanged? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...They won't be moving anytime soon... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because...I...Am...God of...I mean...IRYA! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Are you sure you're not a god? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: god of moving? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Of War...nope. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I wanted to say God Of War... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyhow...I am BATM...I mean Irya! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You are Batmom? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...worse! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am BATMAN! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...That isn't very epic... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And It is kinda lame...Too childish. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: not really eh T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyhow...I AM IRYA! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slaps Irya, "Shh ! You don't shout at a library...". T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...It's you...Hello... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ARE WE AT A LIBRARY?! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hi T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...season Of River is here.. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura kicks Irya out of the widow, "YES !". T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (window*) T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what do seasons mean here anyway? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's hire a bunch of working women...And get warm... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: they mean winter is coming. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: You actually just said that... heh T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: indeed.. Winter is coming... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura braces herself for the uncoming winter. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan bows before Dastardly Duvala. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...but are we still paying women? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For...cold...purposes... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Try curse channel perhaps? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow at Irya's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into fire. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lights up a tree. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura pours a bucket of water on Irya's head. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There Tina...Nice and warm... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai holds up a wooden bucket of water, and pours it on the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am freezing... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Good teamwork !~ T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai covers the tree with the bucket. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...I thought I could keep myself warm... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a axe and chops the tree down like a real man. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You are not hot, Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know...I am...chopping a tree... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: jeez, not everyone has the same tastes as you Bobolai! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I don't even know where we are. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are a lumberjack, Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a MAN! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also A man willing to read books... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: manly man or batman? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Wolverine Man. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Already taken. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...the manly man. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina goes, "SUUUUUUUURE...." T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slaps Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya makes a fireplace. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...I am trying to keep warm here... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Not so manly, huh ? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pushes a tree into the fireplace. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There...fire lit...I also took the liberty to make a bench. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina senses the tension.... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tina... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies up and lands on the giant's shoulder, then pats her cheek. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ..?! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is room for two...please sit... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I like it up here, hehe~ T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Are you sure? T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Yep~ T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We have chesse and a alot of cake here... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Laaaaaaaaaaand ! I see laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand ! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which I brought like a boss. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...I am sitting on a freezing bench then...See If I care... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks sad. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn fire... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: BURN! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs some cheese with her whip, tosses it up and then grabs it before taking a bite. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...That is my chesse! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: WAS your cheese. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hides the rest of the chesse from Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think you mean cheese. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My grammar is...HORRIBLE! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hides the rest of the cheese from Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You excuse is.... DENIED ! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan pickpockets some cheese from Irya, and scoffs it. Yum! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I can see that. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: YOUR CHEESE IS DENIED T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...damm...the cold... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I had to sleep with a very ugly woman to get this cheese... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It wasn't easy you know... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura shouts "YOUR EAR IS DENIED !" before whipping off Irya's ear. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya searches for his ear. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya glues the ear back. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: SuperGlue works everytime! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: except for when it doesn't. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura yells "I said it was... DENIIIIIED !" before grabbing his ear with her whip and taking it off. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why you! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts the ear in her pocket. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: just because you say these things, doesn't make it true. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya uses his whip to shred Tina's pocket. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs his ear. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan casts Animate Object on Irya's detached ear. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Irya's hand along with his ear. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Dance little ear~ T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shoots a Scourge spell at Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: BURN! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan whistles, and Irya's ear dances a sweet jig. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs his ear and he dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts "Cell Adjustment", the disease wears off. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan casts Ballistick Attack! It's not very effective... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a fire spell tina. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: ooh. F I R E. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (do "help scourge") T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (disease attack type) T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I don't want to help scourge, I want FIRE! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It sounded like a fire spell...Why didn't they call It Dark Bane. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Of Revengeful Pain. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts "Holy Fire", her whole body is covered with white fire. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am invisible... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: but you talk so much, everyone always knows exactly where you are! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hah...I...got nothing. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws a Holy Fire Ball at Irya's well known spot, and it's a direct hit ! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But still...Dissapears after that deadly hit. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya holds his pain. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I had a well known spot once. A cleric cleaned it right up for me, for a modest donation. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura says quietly "Burn..." before wearing her sunglasses, turns and walks away. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya blows up listening to the Terminator song. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Badasses don't look at explosions... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: They know exactly how it's going to be. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Agreed T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now All I need Is to someohow teleport to your room and get those sunglasses. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because...Just Because. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You sshall not get them ! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I NEED them! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: inv T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura makes her whip as flat and sharp as a Katana, cutting Irya in two. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: NOOOOoOO! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into ashes upon death...and dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: FATALITY ! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I came here to flirt with women and to kill people... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But i am all out of options... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes turns on radio and listens to the radio. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes listens to "Back In Black" T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes turns off the radio and looks at Tinamura. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Hey... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes takes off his glasses. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Hey... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: HEY! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Spanish Named Guy Is HERE! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Hey...Come ON! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Why does this always happen TO ME! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I come In here badass mode...BUT NO... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: hi T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: HEY! T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes sighs. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I am getting too old for this s*hit T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: how do u do third person T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Oh...easy... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: type in : your text T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga Chinga facepalms big time T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Well...close T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chinga: fail T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: My REAL GIRLFRIEND T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts on her brand new armor for wings, flaps them to test it then takes off. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Nice, it's so light, I can fly perfectly well with it~ T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I speak nonsense... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Continue... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: mis. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Mistake?... T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: drunken mistake.Babe. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Laughing: alright with me. T3/r7/2014-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jedak: Not many rpers here. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda jumps from a mountain and lands LIKE A BOSS! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Daaaaamn! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda cleans her hair. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Damn...Dirt...EVERYWHERE! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura lands in a tree, makes herself a quick nest and falls asleep. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...A Half-Griffon...Fascinating! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda hides in the bushes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda observes Tina's every move. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hmmm...Fascinating...Making a nest...That is pretty cool... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura covers her frail body with her wings as she turns around and around. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...I think she noticed ME! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda jumps In a lake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura opens an eye, noone seems in sight. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura goes back to sleeping. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda ascends from the lake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda quietly returns to the bushes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hmmm...I wonder...What is her weapon of choice? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura wakes up suddenly as her stomach starts making noises. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: YEEEEEEEEK! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda lies down. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: What ?! Who's here ! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips the bushes off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: The whip! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...Hello... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: What are you spying me for ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am not spying I am observing the way of the Half-Griffon...You are the first one I come across... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I see... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You are rather fascinating creatures...I like you Half-Griffons. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn aims the crosshairs..Tinamura collapses in a pool of blood. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am sorry If I was interrupting something... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sheats her whip as her stomach makes noises again. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hungry?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Guess I'm hungry... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda gives Tina a chocolate bar. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Take It... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes the bar. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Fascinating...They like chocolate bars! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hmm... I don't eat chocolate... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...You can keep It... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws the chocolate in the lake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura opens one of her many bags. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You HAVE BAGS! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Fascinating... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What do you eat? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes a strawberry cake from it along as a carafe filled with strawberry juice. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hmm...That looks mighty fine... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: So why the whip? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura nibbles the cake, taking a sip of the carafe. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I like whips. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Truly Amazing... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I prefer swords... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs an apple from a nearby tree with her whip, throwing it at herself and then grabbing it again. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Wow... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You can do anything with a whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: First a grumpy Centaur then A rather friendly Half-Griffon T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Are all centaurs grumpy?...I dunno T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sheaths her whip, throwing the apple to the wolfen before going back to her meal. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You aren't mentioning Sparta...are you? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Damn Centaur was crazy... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Sparta ? What is that place ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Let me guess... Was he drunk ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Did he smell like Ivar's pub ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yeah...The Centaur was mentioning a place called Sparta...And I dunno...Yes He was At Ivar's I dunno about the smell... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: A rather unfriendly man...If you ask me... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I know him, never really cared about him tough T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: How do you know him? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I can't even remmember his name...That was a week ago...I rhink... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Anyway...You are much more interesting than a Centaur... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You have a good attitude...And you smell nice... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I bathe everyday. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo: Cleanliness is next to Godliness! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Well...I can see...And you don't smell of beer...That is good... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: And you do seem very nice... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: A sound of running feet can suddenly be heard and a moment later a small, willowy Diva dashes out between some bushes. Looking around quickly she seems to be searching for something. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What Is It Diva? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Is everything ok? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: Panting for breath she looks up at you and raises her hand. "Phh. Um. You haven't seen a large rabbit tear past here have you?" T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: No madame... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Nope. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I haven't... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza: "Blasted rodent took my bow. I fear it may be trying to learn how to hunt." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Well...Catch It! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo: That could have rather disastrous results. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lizza nods and sets off at a run into the treeline. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Poor lady...Someone took her bow. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura goes on nibbling her cake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Anyway... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda sits on a rock. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: How did you get your name? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: My name ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yes... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Wich one ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Tinamura...You have multiple names? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I have one name but many titles. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I didn't tell you my name, you're getting out of the role play) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...What is your name then? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Tinamura, friends call me Tina. You don't have the right to do so tough. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...Over protective...Umm...How did you get your name T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: My mother gave it to me, she was Edholien, the legendary skull crusher. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: And your father? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: That is none of your concerns, don't get too cocky, Wolfen. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...Well aren't you nice? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...So thank you for your racial interview T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs the wolfen by the neck with her whip, jumping the other side, hunging it up the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: So...Over-protective...Lacks the father figure...And can Kill anything on sight... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I have been nice enough to answer your questions and you dare talk highly to me ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Well...I am a explorer...I need the answers... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You need to be nice to the people you talk to. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...Also can dominate anything on this world with a whip... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...Sorry... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura releases him, sheating her whip before flying up the tree and eating the rest of her cake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...I will be going now...sorry for interrupting your meal Tina. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slaps Lenda. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...Wgy? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: It's Tinamura for you, I do not consider thee as a friend. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...Sorry Half-Griffon T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I won't be interuppting your meal... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You're still here ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: No I am leaving. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Jeesh...The centaur was friendlier... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda leaves. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I don't like people talking highly... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I did a lot of shit here...And I woke up with a broken vase by my side...and a ripped off pic. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: mis...sorry T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda blushes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda is wearing camo. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: ninja...baby... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda quietly sneaks through the bushes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: there is my book... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura picks a book lying on the floor. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: right by that Half-Griffon's nest...damn T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda drinks a invisibility potion. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies back into her nest. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: DAMN! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda shuts up immideatly. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Who's here ?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda lies down. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips in the direction of the sound. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: it is night there is no way she can...whoa T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: that was close. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts whispering. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hmm... Noone here... Should've been my imagination... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: damn..you...stealh bastards. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda slowly crawls towards the tree. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: oh...i just hope she doesn't have kids in that nest...they would rip the book apart. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda breathes heavily. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Maybe... Maybe it was someone with an invisible spell on... If that's the case, the traps I set after that "explorer" left will do the trick T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda is standing near a bear trap. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: what the? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda gets down. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: That was close... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: phew...ok...mind your position... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I still hear whisperings tough... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda makes a cow sound. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: that should work...MOOOOOOOO! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: A cow... No cow here... It's obviously a decoy... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda makes a eagle noise. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts True Seeing. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda drops a smoke bomb. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: There you are ! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda runs off to another direction and hides. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sees trough the smoke, grabs Lenda's leg with her whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Aaaah! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura pulls the intruder toward her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Why ME?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts panicing. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You... Again... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hello...I have forgotten my book. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Do you mind If you give It back to me? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: No. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Why? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura tosses Lenda away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: WWHHHHYYYYYYYY?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I don't feel like it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: 2 hours Later. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: this is commander Jenkinks located 300 m from the target location... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...i hate acting cool... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda drink two invisibility potions. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda slowly crawls towards the tree keeping in mind to avoid the traps. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts whispering. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura starts reading the book. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I can still see you... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I knew i should've stayed with that Centaur... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: WUT?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: My detection spell still works. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: It has been TWO HOURS WOMAN! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: It still works! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Do not call me... WOMAN ! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...That is it... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips his cheek off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...Listen! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am a woman... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda walks towards Tinamura. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts begging for the book. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh please...Please! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: That book is very important to me... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura slaps her with her whip, tearing her face. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Please... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ah.. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts coughing blood. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Go away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda slowly gets up. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips her hands off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Not without the book...My moms recepies are in there...you horrid Creature! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ah...My hands... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda falls on her knees. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You...You...Horrible...Creature... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura shows an annoyed face as she whips the intruder at an extreme speed, slashing it's face and chest over and over. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts throwing up blood. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I want...that...book... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Go away before I cut your throat. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I can't get up...you whipped me to... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: much... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts slowly getting up... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Eh...The pain... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura goes "Annoying creature..." before grabbing her by the leg and throwing her away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda screams. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: A Day Later. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda paints her face in war paint. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura has read the whole book. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Can I get my book back... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Please? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You read my journal and my explorer book...Can I have It now? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts a fire spell on the hand that's holding the book, burning it whole. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: NOOOOOO! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda throws a spear at Tinamura. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You...I shall have your head. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs it with her whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws it away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda grabs the spear. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Come and get me! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What is the matter? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs the idiot that dares go against her by the throat, tightening the gab slowly. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda throws a bear trap to your face T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura dodges. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda kicks you T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I'm in the tree.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Damn. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (holding you with my whip.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda burns the whip T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: It's immune to that... It's a metal that isn't a metal. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda pulls Tina down. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda wraps her neck with her own whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts punching you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda attacks are savage. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura puts her hand on Lenda's chest, throwing her away with a forcefield. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda holds on to the whip T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (You are doing things that aren't realistic...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You are still strangling me T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: remmeber? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda pulls herself back and kicks Tina to the face T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (You got out and are strangling me, remember ?) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: We are strangling each other...ok T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are annoying me... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am using your whips middle part. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala sighs. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs her dagger, cutting her tights open. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What the? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (your tights not mine.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I know...Damn... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I'll forget the name rule for emotes...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda rips her own clothes off... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura dives her dagger in Lenda's arm. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I don't need em. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda breaks her arm...and bashes her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda grabs her sword and stabs her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura blocks with her dagger. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda guard breaks the dagger and stabs again. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura dodges closely. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda grabs her head and bashes it in the tree multiple times T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda kicks you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Say you are sorry... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda keeps kicking you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs her whip back, flies up and starts whipping Lenda at an alarming speed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda grabs the whip and pulls Tina down. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts kicking her head. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Say You are sorry... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (The freaking whip is made so as to cut trought flesh...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (whatever...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: (you forget when a persons life is at stake he will do anything) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts a strenght-enhancing spell. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: (a shotgun bullet can't stop the adrenaline) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws Lenda's feet away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda covers herself In Tina's blood and jumps back on her feet. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You are going down..sister! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura jumps on her, punching her over and over. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura uses her weight to put Lenda down and starts punching her head against the floor. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda rolls Tina to the ground and starts punching her with RAGE! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs Lenda's head with both hands, head-butting her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws her away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda stands up. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Lenda's feet off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda cuts your legs off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda starts stabbing you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: LEAVE MY LEGS ALONE T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (You are the worst person to rp with...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo chuckles at Dastardly Duvala's joke. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely to Tinamura. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: (I ain't...when you whip my legs I come near you and cut your legs off) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: then it is a ground fight T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (My WHIP can freaking CUT DOWN A THREE when wielded right.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: my sword can rip a dragons head off. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Your legs are chopped off, you fall down, how can you cut my legs off ?) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I crawl grab your legs and cut em off T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Like I was waiting for you to do so...) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: No you werent because I looked weak...I was hiding my sowrd T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: No you werent because I looked weak...I was hiding my sword T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Go learn about roleplaying, learn about how people act when their body parts are torn off, when you do, you'll have my permission to rp with me.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh you are mean... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are unrealistic. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You do forget the adrenaline right... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: There is a limit to that. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: The anger...Rage... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: How much did you cut off anyway? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Even the strongest person, when has it's leg thorn off even while on adrenaline will fall down, the pain will be here EVEN with adrenaline.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: halfway trough your tights. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Damn... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: When I say "legs" that means your whole legs. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: That whip can really cut T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Told you it's made so as to change it's texture and damage type. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Where can I get that whip? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: It's unique, mine, soulbound to me. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: And plus I was gonna die anyway... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Due to blood loss. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura throws a dagger in the air before flying away. sheats her whip as the dagger lands on Lenda's neck. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda dies T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Fatality!) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (xD) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: lol T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You still have to learn more about roleplay... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I have been watching and playing too much God Of War. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Agreed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Being reborn is contemplated in this lore right? Dieing is just a minor setback.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Yep.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (I'm sure you two will get back to it then. xD) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (But if your head is chopped off, your soul won't be able to return to your corpse) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: We are done T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (I won't roleplay with "her" anymore.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Why T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You vaccuum. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (You get a new body when you die, silly. Otherwise how would you pick your own corpse from the morgue? :P) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I will learn...I swear. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Oh, yeah, forgot that, I think it's in another game where you can't get reborn if you get beheaded) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yeah...So far nobody has had sex... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: mis T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: lol T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (thanks for sharing) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda facepalms T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yeah...You can see what I am talking about behind the screens... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I love it when fights are even T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: But this one was a pain T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I love it when I accidentaly talk something out loud. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You didn't give up even if you were outplayed T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I never give up... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Not give up, I mean you didn't accept the fact that you were too beaten up to do what you did T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I do not accept weakness that easily. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: There's a limit to what bodies can take... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: And yours was completely destroyed T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Trying to fight like that wasn't realistic T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens appears in front of Tina. Giving one step back as he bows, challenging her to a friendly sparr. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: And there is no limit to what my mind wants..To KILL T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Now shut up, I have a challenger. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: And stop making new characters, Cortes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo materializes through a magical gateway near the duel and takes a seat, watching the scene unfold. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Me? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Shh. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Who?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura greets Awkens warmly, accepting the duel. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens looks at the time pass as they are still busy. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Who the hell are you talking about?! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Teehee. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I said... SHUT THE HECK UP ! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yeah...sorry Awkens T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: You SHUT UP! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Your rp is done. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Who the HELL IS CORTES! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: We are using the channel now. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What the...are you talking about... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens wields his sacred hammer and spells up his protection spells, getting ready for the sparr. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ok...fine...we will talk abou this later T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: ((http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140329040554/darksouls/images/3/3d/Sacred_Chime_Hammer.png)) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (I provide weapon images for those without imagination to picture it. xD) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: FIGHT! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts her protective spells, wielding her mighty whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies up. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala grabs some popcorn and sits back to watch the show. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens smirks and charges towards her, stepping in the air, gaining altitude. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips the air in front of her at an alarming speed, creating a forcefield. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Awkens into the floor. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens steps back landing on the floor, defensively to avoid further whip damage. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts Adrenaline Rush. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts Berserk and grins. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala shouts "don't either of you know how to blink?" T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts Enhanced Strength. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pet Kajira Zjera quietly observes from up in one of the trees. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura goes "I prefer to dodge and block. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts accelerate and quickly dashes towards her, his hammer rotating in a cyclone fashion, creating a air force around him. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala watches intently... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies off, realising her whip will be thrown away by such force. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura suddenly glares at Awkens' shoulder, throwing a pulse of light damage. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens uppercuts while right under her, creating an average upwards wind force before being hit by her light damage. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Not bad for a griffin. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura gets thrown away, gets her balance back before grinning. "Not bad for a wolfen." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts ethereal body and gets in a defensive stance. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (What's that ?) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: ( ectoplasmic form<- I meant that) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala mutters something under his breath about Eldars and a moose... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura changes her grip on her weapon, making it as sharp as a Katana. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens holds his hammer in front of him, still only wielding it with one hand. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura imbues her whip with a shock spell. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: You're taking too long! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura cuts his hammer in two. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens charges towards her hastily. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens dodges and backs off, gaining distance. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: sheats her whip before throwing it once again at Awkens' chest. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo looks toward Duvala, amused. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo says to Duvala, 'That moose was a real class act!' T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura sheaths her whip, looking rather amused. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are worthy enough... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens takes no damage himself due to his form, but gets a slight electric shock, as he runs in circles around her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: I recall a time where a moose was well respected! But after that fiasco. . . T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura imbues her body and weapon with a white, Holy Fire. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Pity you should die... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens quickly casts biofeedback and grins. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo: Ah, well.. The noble moose becomes the awkward moose. Life goes on, eh? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Not before I play for real. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala goes "Heh, holy fires..." pssh T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Heh. Try to sense this attack... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes another whip from her weapons bag. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura lands quietly. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala: Daargo, you're reminding me of Mephisto (sp?) in Hatchling Aerie... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips the air around her at an extreme speed, pushing even air away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens holds his part of his hammer as he summons the rest for a rebuild, getting his weapon back, and rotating it around him before dual wielding it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo: No relation, but if I remind you of Mephisto.. Mephisto must be one Zarkin Frood, as the Eldars might say. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura concentrates her attacks in awkens' location before whipping him from 6 sides at the same time. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo comments idly, 'When did Tinamura's whip become a Cat 'o Nine Tails?' T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens shrugs off the attacks due to sanctuary quickly answering with a dash forward, getting in range for a hammering blow. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura drops on the floor, dodging his attack. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens misses the attack, but the hit on the floor causes it to shake quite a bit. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura rolls to the side. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Try not to lose your foot. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: No need. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura rythms her wings' motion with the shaking of the floor. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens takes a dagger from his pocket, throwing it in the air before casting Animate Object on it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes off quickly, flying away, panting. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips off the dagger. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens orders his dagger to fly around Tina in circles, mockingly. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Teehee. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura grabs the dagger with both whips, shattering it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens quickly takes her distraction and attempts to hit her on the chest with an uppercut. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You are really fun... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala looks to the skies, sniffing a bloody scent on the breeze, and heading off to the East. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura takes a direct hit. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura strengthens the grip on her whip before grabbing Awkens' troath with them. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts doorway, appearing behind her. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Hi. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Son of a... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens snickers. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura hits him with her elbow. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens takes the elbow hit, due to not being able to stop laughing. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura continues with two punches straight to the face. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Come on... You should know by now you'll need more than pure physical damage to do some real damage. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura finishes with a knee hit in the groin. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens freezes completely, falling on the floor, curling into a fetal position. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens mutters "N--No... Not.... F--fair..... My tiny wolfies...." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts a strength spellup on her fist mid-air before landing it on his face. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Phew... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts probability travel to heal up and re-spell up before doorwaying to her again. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: That was a low shot. <.< T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura hits him in the groin with her knee again. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Anything is okay as long as you win. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: This time I covered that part with sanctuary. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Good. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens grins as he smacks her with the hammer. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura dodges closely. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts pillar of flame on him. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips him into a nearby tree. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens takes the hit but keeps poise in order to dash towards her, still dual wielding, and rotating the hammer to create a cyclonic air force again repelling the whip. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Garen, is that you ?) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Spin to win) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura glares at him twice, throwing away his hammer and hitting him directly to the face with pulses of light. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips him once again, sending him into the trees for sure this time. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens roars fiercely as he casts acidic touch on her hand before finally being sent back to the tree, only alive by now due to the protective spells. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura casts "cell adjustment" on her hand, curing it from any kind of poison before lying the valid hand on it to heal it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You aren't the only one able to heal. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura flies up, far in the sky. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens takes the time to quickly heal himself again, and animates his hammer in order to order it to get back to him. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura dives at an alarming speed toward Awekns, bashing into him with her legs. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo draws a few magical sigils in the dirt with a finger, trying to remember the spell that cures boredom. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (Got to go, that was fun tough, hope you're still alive x3) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens doorways behind her slamming the air repeatedly with the hammer on top of her, making her go down a bit faster than expected. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (aww... damn her ninja logs) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Bad thing about rp fights. They last forever. Everyone is OP. No one dies. :D) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Oh well. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Daargo chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens casts probability travel and vanishes into some random place in search of another adventure. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: wait.. what am I doing in a 201 area? RUNNNNNN! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya makes a bed out of hay and wolf fur and sleeps on it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his book and reads it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Wolf fur, best fur. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Agreed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is a good book. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: What is it about? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am currently reading...It is about a man fighting his inner demons...Everyone Isn't making It easy for him. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Sounds promising. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is...It has many interesting Characters...Places...And the dark ambient. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Based on this world or some other plane? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: On the world. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In a fantasy medieval setting. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Interesting. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And Is actually based upon a realm...That people call real life T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Never heard of. Isn't ours real enough? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aparently there is another one...without magic...without anything...just mortals... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: How would a wolf like me live without magic? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How would a wolf Like ME...live without swords... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...Do you know the author of this book... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Nope. You haven't told me yet. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are speaking to him sera. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: You wrote it? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Irya Stein Jameson...that is me...Yes. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Hmm... Why you'd be reading your own book, beats me. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens smirks. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because...I just want to read something... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Certainly there's other authors around. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I want to read...all 103 chapters...All 3 Acts...All 807 pages... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Alright, I'll zip it. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: So you can read? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...No need I am actually searching for a good conversation... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya closes his book and puts it on the bed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: In that case you have my attention, until I am done resting. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls up a chair. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens throws another log into his campfire. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When you are done resting...Sit on this mighty fine chair. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on another chair. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens pulls the chair and sits in between Irya and the campfire. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The name Is Irya Stein Jameson...What about you? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Awkens. Awkens Ryder. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nice to meet you Awkens. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shakes his hand with Awkens T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Likewise. What brings you here? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens extends his hand to shake with Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a man of curiosity...I am interested In the source of all magic T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And In the Immortals...Gods of this realm. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Big questions then. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: As well as the lore...But that is easy to find. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Indeed...What about you? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Just resting between bloodsheds. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...A Man at Arms? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Always. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A experienced fighter I see... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Still learning. There's so much to learn in this world. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: But eventually I'll reach a desired state where I can call myself an experienced fighter. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also a fellow wolfen...It is good to meet one of mine this far from home. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Yes. Although we ain't that rare to see nowadays. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a isolated wolf...That is why... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Ahh. Fair enough. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Do you plan on returning to War? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Eventually.There's so much to be done. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: So many villages to be saved. So much evil to be purged. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Agreed...So much...And yet you have all the time in the world. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura glomps Awkens. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: One would think that aligning with good and lawful reasons would get you to fight less... turns out it's quite the opposite. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a demon-hunter myself...you know? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens glomps Tina and looks at her with a smile. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya cleans his glasses. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Heyyyy. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...Hello... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: And demon hunter you say? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hi there, beautiful. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...A demon hunter. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Hi Mr glasses. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens smirks and pecks a kiss on the back of Tina's hand. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: By definition, every paladin is a demon hunter. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Am I interrupting something? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: That's Irya. He's... an intelectual wolfen. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura smiles happily as she swiftly kisses his necks' fur. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...we know each other... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: And this is Tina. A.... close friend. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Oh... I see. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...Close... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Yep. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How close exactly? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: He tried to "rip down my armor". T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I still need to kill you, Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me or Him? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...yeah...Sorry about that... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But...come sit down... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens looks at Tina, then at Irya, half blushing. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Close....ish? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I'm fine on Awkens' back. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...so you like staying on his back? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: And if you don't stop acting so familiar toward me, I'll cut that vile tongue of yours. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or do you prefer the front? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: that's it... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Ohhhh... that does it... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens snickers. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya casts sanctuary. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Irya's drink away. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: I'll mediate the fight. Try not to get each other killed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You have made your point. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Next time it'll be your throat. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm...Throat eh... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...There goes some expensive wine... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...can we sit and talk at least. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura moves into Awkens' shadow, warping in Irya's before appearing behind him, a dagger on his throat. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: I would prefer that... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me too...Luckily Sanctuary protects me T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: When I say "your throat is next", I'm not joking... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: I have no interest in fighting someone who is lawfuly aligned... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...ok... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just sit down and talk... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura warps back into awken's back and glomps him. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Nah. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What did I miss? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens pats Tina's back and whispers. "It's fine... calm down." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Your throat got nearly cut. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What have I done? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: You're too familiar toward me. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: It seems whatever was your previous meeting, it didn't go too well... What happened? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't ask... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I don't like the way you're talking like if I was a close friend. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because you are... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I... AM NOT. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: You are? She is? Uh? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...nevermind... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Since when do You like Awkens' back so much? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Since when do you think I should answer your questions ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Have I missed something Important during my absence... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I see YOU...The Tinamura that cannot be dominated on a man's back... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If that isn't weird...I dunno what Is? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I am not being dominated. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens holds Tina closer to him, looking at her Irya confused. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Can't you just shut the hell up about this subject and move along to another one ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Just answer my question...What happened since I left? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I AM NOT GOING TO ANSWER ANYTHING FOR AYLA'S SAKE ! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: FINE YOU.... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: That's up to Tina to disclose. And if she doesn't want to grace you with an answer, an answer you shall not get. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops himself T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura moves into Irya's shadow, cutting his throat off and letting him bleed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sanctuary... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Isn't helpful against Vorpal weapons. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...lets just sit down... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Avoid PRP anyway) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I am not. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everytime we talk we just fight. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I am not your friend anymore, and I do not wish to talk to you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Maybe it's best if we just move along... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...come on... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I agree with Mr.Ryder T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Don't you understand that you're unwanted ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do I understand? I have been unwanted all my life. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Tina. Shall we go to the halls? Get ourselves ready for battle in there instead? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Fine... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just want to feel like I am for Ayla's sake. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is that hard to ask... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Then go pester someone else you annoying poor little man T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lies on his bed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You...are the worst...Friend...ever... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How did we meet anyway? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: How many times should I tell you T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Well. Irya. It seems we shall have to leave this conversation for another day. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: (?*) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: FINE...I DON'T CARE! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Before we have to resort to violence. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: you treat me like a dog. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: AND STOP SHOUTING AT HER! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I should treat you like a little wolf...Who is a absolute maniac... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You...Are...Useless To Me...Tina... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will repeat...You..Are...Useless To Me...Tina... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Do I look like I care ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: End of discussion T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Let's go, Awkens. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: End... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura whips Irya out of the discussion. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lies on the bed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Usless... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens facepalms and opens a vortex as he gets his hammer summoned in his right hand. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: I am the one who decides when it ends. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Tina, Take the vortex. I'll be right behind you. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...acting all tough T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Oooookay o.o T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No wonder That asshole left you... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For Ayla's sake...Not even a normal conversation... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: Can I kill this little pest ? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can try... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: TAKE the vortex. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: ... Okay... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura enters the vortex. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens points his hammer's tip at Irya. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nice hammer T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura disapears along with the vortex. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes back to reading. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: For someone so intelectual, you need to learn some respect. Now it won't be me teaching you that, for this world is balanced. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: But if you trully seek the true knowledge of all magic. You need first to learn respect. Respect for others. Respect for the elements. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...She needs to learn how to treat everyone... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: You're a long way from your goal. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I only wish to find out. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She thinks everyone should be licking her boots...Hell no...not me .. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens slams the hammer on the ground, disappearing with the wave as it also clears the campfire he lit, as he doorways to Tina's location. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm...Do not forget the Foreplay... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Before you start... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Technically I can't listen to you anymore silly. :P) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know...He is talking to himself T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lights the campfite back up. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: (Gotcha. gonna go run some cps, c'ya.) T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: "A portal opens right in front of Irya's face as a dagger goes trough it and into Irya's throat." T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sanctuary...Take It or Leave It Darling. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns into fire as he starts meditating. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinamura: "The vortex shuts as a shouting is heard : 'YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH WIS TO BLOCK ME !' " T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do...Shut up you crazy COW! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns invisible as he slowly floats from the ground. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya returns from another realm. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...who knew... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lights the fire back up...again! T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: McDonalds and KFC are two seperate things...That realm is awe T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shouts "I am still awesome......... seriously." Is that a bullhorn? T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: awesome* T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup the realm known as real life...That is rather fascinating. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs his book and starts reading. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks two bottles of wine. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drags himself towards his bed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn Wine... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...I hate drinking... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lies on his bed after a long fight to crawl to the bed. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the night sky. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the flute. T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ok...can this be played at all... T3/r7/2014-05-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: hmm... T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya packs up his luggage. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles a tune while he grabs his luggage. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens a dark portal. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See ya later...You Beaches. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the portal and then the portal dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks out of a black portal. T3/r7/2014-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs while his portal dissapears. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Am I going mad?! T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes drinks A LOT of Scotch. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes sharpens his blades. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes warms up. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes does push-ups. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: 7...8...9...10! T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes starts shouting. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Enemies...Beware My Blade...Rivals...Beware of Losing Your Head...Women...Pepare to get conquered! T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes does a warcry. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes almost chokes. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes breathes heavily. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I am too old for this...Aren't I? T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes sits down and rests. T3/r7/2014-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Brute Force...Experience...Rough hide...Fast movement...All me... T3/r7/2014-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am too evil...NOOOOOO! T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan rises from the ashes of fallen enemies. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan does a sinister EVIL laugh. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan coughs. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm MOOSE T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan clears his throat. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Excuse me? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: What do Mosses have to do with this?! T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: mooses* T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: You must mean Meese :) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Oh... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: I have risen from the dead...And the first person I meet speaks of something... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I'm kidding I have no clue what the plural of moose is :) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Correction...speaks of the plural of moose... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: cough* I mean "Forsooth! I goose to a geese is a moose to a meese!" T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan holds his forehead looking annoyed and dissapointed. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Ok... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Yea, verily, yea! T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: My intention was to rule the world with a evil army...Aparentlly something hit me hard In the head and I changed my mind... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Oh...BOLLOCKS! T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Anyway...I want a place to rest...Would you be kind to show me where one is? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Staying out here for too long Is gonna catch a Paladin's eye...You know... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Ripped black robes and all... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I, aye, aye, eye? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: eye...Yes a eye...Attention...You know... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: a paladin would never take advantage of a helpless young boy or lady. That's what clerics do. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Oh...Last time I went of against a paladin I got a mace to the face... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Mace to the face, you are a disgrace, to the human race :) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Don't make me kiss a bloody axe or sword...Don't let my pretty face get whipped off...I can only Imagine the pain... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Jesus...Not the whip...Quickly tell me where the nearest Inn is... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: You need an Inn? How Inn-teresting. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: I am not Inn for jokes mate... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Help a fellow Psi...Would you? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aye, count me inn T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: That seemed Inn-evitiable:) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Ok...Seriously? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Good now we are a big meaty chunk for those Paladins... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: an inn-junction would seem to be in order. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Ok...Stop... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what paladins? did i miss something? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: It is not funny anymore... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Oh...I have just risen from the dead...Paladin killed me...Do not ask... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Now I have a phobia for Paladins... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Especially the Inn parts of the palaed-Inns :) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are you an undead? why would you fear paladins? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: Ok...Enough...It is getting old... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: are you an innie or an outie? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: But I'm the jester! T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: I do not fear them... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IlIjan: I am not undead...I just got lucky...And I despise every Paladin I see... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: but you should fear paladins. They're rangers with god on their side. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: gods wont do much when they have a knife in their back where they cant scatch T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Paladin, knifed in, the back en.....d T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: trust me. i did it and lived to tell the tale T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: except that it does not work on gods T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I trust you tell a tall tale. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know it because i tried it and respawned T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: but a tall tale to tell is certainly a tale worth telling tall. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: tall tales are not tails of tales that are tall but a tale that tall, tailed tellers that tell tall tales T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: repeat that ten times T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: that that that that that that that that that that T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: But tailors who tell tall tales, tail trousers together to tall teller. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: tellers* T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that, my friend was smart T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hanslanda: Sally shills she-sells on the seashore T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: avoiding tongue twisters? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think your fingers got twisted there T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Surely she shells sea shells by the sea shells T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: and don't call me Shirly T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she sells she sells on the she shore T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: one question every one, what are we roleplaying by doing this? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reylan: Insanity T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Forsooth! I am the kings jester. For a jester unemployed is nobody's fool. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am an assassin who lost his job T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I bet many a politician or king is glad of your unemployment :) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: So how does an assassin lose his job? Did he leave the country and go into hiding? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: By "he" I mean your quary. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: quarry* (Forgive me, In real life I am a terrible speller) T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, no, i was just too side tracked i forgot i was an assassin T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so that is how i ended up with magic T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Ah! Magic! You couldn't by chance make my inlaws disappear? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: inlaws? what are those? T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: You know, the mother of your wife, the husband of your sister... The burden of your life, the one you must call mister. T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... those... i assassinated so much of them and i still didnt know who they were T3/r7/2014-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lets see... it depends on what they are capable of doing T3/r7/2014-06-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Ghosts in and out of your sight. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger summons Creideiki, his loyal subject. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: tis on T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: kneel before thy king, little one! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: for i am your king, BURGERKING! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: yes, hear my assistant and lower yourselves before me! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: slow down cheeseburger youre stealin my thunder T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you a thunder. To the head. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: alas, my lord, where shall we begin? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Forsooth! Shall we not begin from the beginning? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: i have just reviewed my character stats to find that i still have full vitality. even after a blow such as that. now would be a good time to forfeit as i am impervious to yiur agtacks T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: name yourself, stranger! one who speaks with such tongue is not my lord! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: my keypad is giving me more trouble! ha! haha! hahahaha T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger forgives you for your typos. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger licks Askimm. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I am the court jester :) A fool of means, by no means at all. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you a free burger, courtesy of the evil Lord Creideiki. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm eats it with reverence.... but after picking off the pickles. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: NOOOOO! NOT MY POISONED PICKLES!!! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: reconsiders eating the pickles.. After all, they might taste better that way. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: mourns the untimely death of his lord. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: creideiki is dead, now we shall rule the world together Askimm! how about it? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: We will divide the world in half. Of course, I will get the bigger half :) T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: what is this did i say mourn? never! i am studying fervently so.that i may gain thr skills i need to bridle this digital fealm hahahahahaha! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger boggles at the concept of halves being differently sized. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: you may both make me coffee equally wherever youd like! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm wonders what exactly is a fealm.... He seems to remember watching fealms in something called a movie theatre in some former exsistance. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: realms!* in your existence eh? dont worry you sill soon master grammar as thoroughly as i have mastered this universe T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Grammar, grammer? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm cleans the coffee pot in preperation for the coffee! Making sure to give it a thorough cleansing by using arsnic. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: grammar T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav snuggles up to a grammar nazi. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is unable to comprehend the meaning of fealm, thus was dealt tremendous mental damage in the attempt to further understand its meaning. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: ill havd none of this horseplay and tomfoolery. i must ascertain the whereabouts of a so called 'viper ' in a forezt and murder it. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I shall murder those vipers first! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: after all it is for science T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!* Go Bobolai!!! WarBurger cheers her on. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Forgive us my leige! But WarBurger and I alread havd the world! (Me getting the bigger half). T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: mutiny! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: go milady! let not the buggerish lord creideiki have his way! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger slinks back to the smaller half of his world. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: hmm our communications have devolved to animalistic grunts and howls. there is no longer hope for them. i must carry on however strenuously alone. they will be mourned T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: And with that, I am done killing all the vipers... for now T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm wonders if Warburgers slink... do slinkys warburger? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: tell me fiends, how is it that i travel to this 'forest'? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger removes layer by layer off itself, mimicking the actions of a slinky. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: By your two feet my lord! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: FInd yer own way, young grasshopper! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger rolls on the floor laughing at Askimm's antics! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Why are we calling this youg man 'lord'? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: ill find no help here. they are all double agents. sleepers maybe. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: we call nobody lords, for we are the lords! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at nobody the dragon's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: i am the lord T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Creideiki: is it not obvious T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger directs Creideiki in the direction of the rings. Maybe he would be able to find lordship there? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: I thought obvious was a captain? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai procceeds to scribber something on a wooden sign with her own blood, before yanking it out of the ground and... T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai smacks Creideiki out of his boots with a sign reading "NO !!" T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: i think you misspelled lard Creideiki. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Did he misspell, or mispronounce? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Creideiki has been knighter Sir Up of Maple, Sir Osis of the Liver, Sir Loin of stake.... T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Askimm: Knighted* T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is thinking ,"BOTH!". T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Did someone say loin?! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is searching for some knighted Loins to fill up the gaps between his patty #1 & #3. T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: calling all roleplayers! T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Everyone hang 'round the pub! WHich pub is this anyway? T3/r7/2014-06-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: TO IVAR'S! T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: I HEAR ROLEPLAYERS T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger summons Eecha as its new underling. Eecha is now, an evil magi. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger SMACKS Brun upside the head, wonder what he did. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: there is one now! T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala pads in from the hellish cold, and sits comfortably on a stone bench lighting his mysterious pipe... T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gasps in astonishment at the sight of the fabled Valapipe. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina can tell by the smell it isn't all that mysterious what Duvala has in that pipe. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala orders a bottle of cactus liquor from the barkeep, ice cold. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala scans the room and asks "is anyone joining me?" T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: can't. gotta ride... T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: too cold for stone benches and wenches. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala has a sip of the desert flower juice and pulls a face resembling that of a demon. T3/r7/2014-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dastardly Duvala noticing that it's time for another quest, he has another swig and a puff before vanishing before your eyes! T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into sight and scans the horizen for life. T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Anorakis: Dost anyone actually use this magical line of communication? T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): type "rp -h" T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Anorakis: thx T3/r7/2014-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): aard isn't really a roleplay MUD, but occasionally people will have fun here...the last couple weeks there have been new players trying it out, so YMMV :-) T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rises after two weeks. T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I...AM...ALIVE! T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah! T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps around like a little kid. T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune bursts into the tavern with a barrel of dwarven ale on his shoulder. T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune taps into the barrel and starts to pass out free tankards of ale to everyone! T3/r7/2014-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grune raises an ale to the other taverngoers and makes a toast, "To the spoils of battle..." T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler puts on his robe and wizard hat. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (I thought that belongs in curse channel) T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What be going on? T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I have detected evil mobs in the land. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: why yes, you do have detect evil... T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: everyone can. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: almost. but still. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts fire 3 on Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo puts on his assorted unrelated items T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: look out tuypo.. there are some zombies coming this way. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Zombie invasion! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: cant roleplay now gotta eat T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai watches a zombie eat Tuypo's brain out. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: poor tuypo T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler flees as Tuypo turns into a zombie T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ## Aardwolf moves into the Season of Burning. ##. Okay then, let's see if I can pull off a Burning Hands... T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly as her spells backfires, causing her hands to actually burn! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: it worked! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler takes a large bite out of warburger. yum T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger has now gained unlawful entry into Tyler's stomach. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai places her hands on Tyler's head, and his hair catches fire! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger would like a burning sandwich, should he ask Bobolai to make him one? T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler takes off his wizard hat, as it catches flame. Very sexy T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gives Warburger an almightly big SLAP with her burning hands! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: you burned my buns! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Chargilled burger! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts esuna on warburger T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger cowers in a corner and whimpers softly. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger is revived by Tyler's Esuna! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger uses Bun Squeeze on Bobolai. ITS SUPER EFFECTIVE!! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: oo T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: who would've thought that burger buns can be used as weapons? T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: cows T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger looks at Tyler ponderingly. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler casts cow on himself and turns into a big cow T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger tosses Tyler into the Oz area, to be in line for the next 'Area RePop' T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler flees in terror T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: there'll be a couple earthquakes in Oz for a while... T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: while fleeing, Tyler runs into zombie tuypo, and is bitten... T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger consoles Tuypo for having such a disgustng meal. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: this is the roleplay i like silly stuff T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: yeaa XD but i tend to roleplay on other channels too T_T T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: and rambatious taverns ah anyports good fun when theres lots of people in it T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: is T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler walks back and forth, looking for... something T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: buns? T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gives you something. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what is this, a ninja item? T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler eats something T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger: it is the brand new toilet detergent i saw on the commercials yesterday. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger gasps as he realizes what Tyler did. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler is immune to such as a zombie.. he walks towards warburger T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger runs away from Tyler in utter terror and horror! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler walks very slowly, being a zombie T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger realizes that he is round in shape, and that being a burger, it would be faster for him to ROLLOLOLOLLOLOL T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai runs towards Warburger and attempts to pin him to the ground! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: right before tyler reaches warburger, he falls into a large pit, never to be seen again... T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger throws Bobolai in the general direction of Tyler. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai tumbles dangerously close to the large pit Tyler fell in. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger feels sad for Tyler, and attempts to rescue Tyler, only to get bitten by Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yow! Bobolai just latched onto WarBurger's head with her teeth! Call Lassie! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Om nom nom nomj T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarBurger clutches at his chest and falls over dead. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens kicks Tyler's butt. T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Awkens: Go breed outside our clan hall! T3/r7/2014-06-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They ******* charge your ass. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the flute. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger serves you a burger. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Why thank you...how nice of you. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja eats the hamburger. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: it's a warburger! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai guides her warburger next to Norja and squirts her with her ketchup. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: dont do it! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh...A warburger T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You owe me new clothes! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: as repayment for the nice song you played on the flute! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Thank you...Bobolai ruined my clothes T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: bobolai you ruin people's clothes with my social! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Shame on you! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai trips Norja, sending her into a lake. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja coughs and breathes heavily. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger steps between Norja and the danger without a thought to his own safety. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto grabs some popcorn and sits back to watch the show. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Well...Atleast they are clean T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger waves his wand, and Remarto is now a tomato. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja grabs the tomato and throws it at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto is startled and yells, "Eep!" T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Now your clothes are ruined...Hah! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams as Remarto transforms back to his human form on impact! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oops! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: throw me next! i wanna stick to bobolai :3 T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto taps his wand three times and warburger is now in the lake T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: noooooooooo. . . . . T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja throws WarBurger at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto jumps out of the way of flying warburger T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hugs wet WarBurger as soon as he hits her. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger sticks to Bobolai and smears ketchup all over her! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( how big is this Warburger? ) T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( rather short i guess ) T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see [Outlaw] Remarto being taped up to the wall by HotDog WarBurger. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What?! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Get a room you two! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Who? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto forces a gag into Norja's mouth. Ahhh, blessed quiet. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see Norja being taped up to the wall by [Outlaw] Remarto. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Remarto and Norja? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto whips out a feather and tickles Norja foolish! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: No T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: YES T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!* Go [Outlaw] Remarto!!! Bobolai cheers him on. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger shoves Norja into a barn and forces her to cluck like a CHICKEN!!! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You batsard T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: lol T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger goes ooOOooOOoo. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja kicks Remarto between the legs. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blushes as HotDog WarBurger gives her hawt smoochins! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger drops his pants and rudely moons Bobolai! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ketchup all over me! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: why are you kicking my illusionary double ? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja grabs a club and starts bashing Remarto. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto looks confused T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai flails about wildly, splattering everyone else with ketchup too! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: SHUT UP! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps bashing Remarto. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger rides up upon his warburger and proceeds to eat it *nomnom*. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger steps between [Outlaw] Remarto and the danger without a thought to his own safety. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I am a exclusive lady T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I pick a man...A man doesn't pick me... T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: yuck why would i want you, i already got one T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: yuck why would i want you, i already got one T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: mis T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Does that go through that skull of yours. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You pathetic maggot! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: pathetic microbe T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear HotDog WarBurger has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ... T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You are a waste of my time...You...You... T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Calm down Norja...Just...Focus. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You remind me of a certain (what do you call an NPC in roleplay channel) T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto: not particularly crucial T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Look, Norja's blushing! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I ain't! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points excitedly at Norja! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Shame on you! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja spawns a demonic violin. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Look, Remarto, take your chance! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto pushes bobolai forward and then runs in the opposit direction T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja starts playing the violin agressively. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hunches her shoulders, wrinkles her face, and squints at Norja. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: How dangerous can a violin be anyway? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja pushes Bobolai while still playing. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing ignoring Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja finishes playing. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ok...What did you want to ask? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: the men have left, there's no fun anymore. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Do I look like I care about them? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snores at Norja. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Do we need them? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja spawns a holy piano. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja sits on the chair and starts playing the piano. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto pulls out a shotgun and blows the brains out of the zombified Norja! T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( Where did you get that shotgun! ) T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing the piano. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Remarto aims the Whack-a-Troll machine at a bobo bear...you pity it. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I don't T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger consoles [Outlaw] Remarto. It is obvious that HotDog WarBurger cares. T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ok...Same place? T3/r7/2014-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Miss. T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: i put on my robe and wizard hat T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I forgot how sexy I looked T3/r7/2014-06-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tyler: very sexy T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am Morgwan Freeman...This is day two of my life in Transylvania T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I made a shocking discovery...This isn't Transylvania T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger gasps as he realizes what Morgwan did. T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: This is a place called...Oh nevermind.... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pizza Lizza: The I claim this land of 'OhNevermind' as my own! T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I had a couple of people today trying to take away my freedom...But I still hold my freedom... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger is now HotDog WarBurger Freeman. T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: My pride is broken... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: My dog killed...My riches taken from those damn bandits T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger repairs your pride with a stick of quick-glu! T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pizza Lizza passes a roll of duct-tape to Morgwan. T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am deciding to become one with this place T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: If I want my sexy voice and face to get outta here... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger spills Morgwan's blood on the floor for the unification process T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I am gonna do something called a Campaign... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: A fellow traveler told me that is the only way I can learn... T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: And that it will train up my skills T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger: i am looking for candidates, candidates to be made into patties! T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: So go on a date withmap T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: go to room 'Island Oasis Bar' on island section of prosper,get umbrella holder,goto room 'Southwest of the Sea Witch', open down, down, north, hold umbrella,open north, north, kill T3/r7/2014-06-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: mis T3/r7/2014-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gboomstick: Hi guys! Im pretty new to all this T3/r7/2014-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger pardons Gboomstick for being pretty new. T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: It is day 4 of my stay in this land... T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I...Morgwan Freeman...Have made significant progress. T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I...Have faith in myself T3/r7/2014-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgwan: I have the needs to grow even larger. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto at recall T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: FOR WHO PATRICIA T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto at recall, looks around after many hours of brainstorming. Oto realizes that the time has arrived to begin his journey into the real world. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why would you want to journey to the real world, stranger? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I am looking for something. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wonders what you're looking for. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: I am destroying something. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: repeatedly T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto looks at Duvala, repeatedly destroying something and wonders if she can be a reliable companion on his journy. However, Oto wants to get stronger to venture off on his lonesome like a wanderer. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm pretty sure Duvala's a man, sir Oto T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I don't know. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala ruffles Oto's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto steps back with a vibe of confusion. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Sorry, Sir. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Although, who needs a reliable companion anyway? So much more fun if you're not sure who to trust. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sure, I only have 23 teeth left, and I'm sure my previous companion stole five of 'em, but it was a hell of a ride! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs deeply, before starting to cough like an old hooker who smokes too much, T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto lets out a sigh as he sratches his head. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Somebody's a bit sore over the divorce... :P T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Divorce? Where you married, Duvala? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: To Dyvina.. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I lost the conversation here T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What're we talking about? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: About destruction. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto notices a vampire. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Suggest's leaving it alone T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is a vampire, but doesn't see why that's relevant. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala tosses a pie at Ketta and hits him right in the FACE! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: frowns T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: whois ketta T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: mis T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I donno who she is, maybe she'll tell us! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina leans forward in her seat eagerly. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto notices a triton with pie on his face. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: A FROWNING triton! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto not caring about the current situation ventures to The land of the Believer. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The land of the believer? Not brave T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Are you following me, Dyvina? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Should I? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a long draw on his pipe, his fur still blood soa T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a long draw on his pipe, his fur still blood soaked from his last battle. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto Likes the idea of Dyvina following him around but how long until she attacks him in his sleep? Oto wonders if she can be trusted. Noticing The prophet's eyes fog over and a rush of energy fills the air. You T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course you can trust me, I'm a vampire. Would I lie to you? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala warns Oto the dangers of an assassin companion. "They are not easily trusted, nor for long periods of time..." T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, as long as your journey doesn't do me harm, I'm sure you will live. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'll let you look after my daggers at night if it'll let you feel better, Mister Oto :P T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto thinks for a moment. The female vampire Dyvina would like to join the journey as long as it doesn't harm her. But, her ex-husband, Duvala's warning is also a key to the allience that might form. With no hesitation Oto says "Yes, you may join me on my journey, however, you must relize I am the ruler of the undead- Oto the Necromancer" T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not a zombie, I'm a vampire. I have no master, I go where the wind takes me. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What warning? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala shrugs as he sees Oto making a potential mistake that may bite him later... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eh, anyway, wind's blowing me after you because it could be fun. You've nothing to steal, and there's no reason for me to kill you, so I won't :P. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: The wind brought you to me. The wind has you questioning me. The wind has you under it's control, Dyvina. Give me a good explination why the wind has you under it's command and not I. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Because the wind's just as fickle as I am. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So it should know what it's doing, no? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala puts his pipe away, chants 'doorway' and disappears. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Dyvina T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You may join me. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina collapses to the ground and howls a sound full of grief and sorrow. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Blah T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I meant *grin, not *gri T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER WOMAN.. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Either way, wonderful! But can we go to scarier places than the land of the believer? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is the matter? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah Sir Irya! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Welcome to the inn, Sir. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just came back from a griffon hunt. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Hello. I am Oto T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya The Witcher. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sticks out his hand. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I just came back from a griffon hint. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm Dyvina, the unreliable assassin. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shakes hands with Oto. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My students are In the room upstairs...I came down here to rest up and drink. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I see a familiar face...And then I am here. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a chair and sits on it. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto laughs at Dyvina's statement T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Irya, what do you teach? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a sip of mead. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a monster-hunter,demon slayer and man-hunter....Even a Spirit-Walker. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I teach all of those. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Are their any requirements to apply for your teachings? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala roars in victory over his fallen enemy. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: don't try to kill him is a requirement. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I learnt that the hard way. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: With a stake in the shoulder. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need to survive the brutal training...And mutagen injection. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which will enhance your body...But often comes to heart faliure. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to the serving wench behind the bar to bring more mead. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Waiter!...Give me some of that spice wine. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mmm mead. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I prefer wine. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks the spice wine. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala is still regretting this morning's wine binge... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a mead moustache now. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...That wine... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Always burns my throat and cheeks. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Love it. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto feeling leftout continues with helping the Prophet within the Path of the Believer T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oto, no, have some mead! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You leaving? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or wine... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or shots T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I need to get stronger. I am on a journey. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Speaking of which...I left 4 drunken women up in the room...Those are my students. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala continues to murder things until his hangover begins to subside... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina Gets up to follow Oto from the inn. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, you're not coming along? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go and stay with my students. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose so. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't leave them four drunk. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Irya? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: What is the mutagen injection? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina reaches for her fur coat, which is hanging across her chair. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mmm yes, good question T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A drink we are given...It enhances body strength reflexes...But changes the bone structure...And everything overall T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The con is that your heart might fail or your body might cancel all actions. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is called Injection...Because of the pains...Like a needle. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Any further questions? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't have any, shall we go help the Prophet? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Can I use my Psionicist ablities to communicate with you if you dont mind. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto laughs at his pun T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You, Irya T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You may. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Thank you. Now we may go Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina throws the fur coat around her shoulders, concealing her eight daggers hidden in her clothes. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto thinks T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: About what? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You are being very unhelpful T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I need a stachel and you have not yet done nothing about that. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not the helpful kind of companion. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm more like... the annoying but necessary character in a comedy. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina vanishes before your eyes, then reappears behind you, holding out a greyish satchel. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But, there you are then. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is the matter? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A satchel, behold! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...That is a rather useless one. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to know what he wants to use it for though. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: recall T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't...I wanna stay here and drink. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: why don't you just ask? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I've learned to stop drinking when my hands feel detached from my body. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My companions are piss drunk singing...At least the Inn music is better. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These Bards are useful... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sings an amazing Bard song. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: What are Bards, Irya? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup...Keep singing...The voice is blocking the singing from my four students. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are poets and singers. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have seen a lot of them. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go to sleep...See you tomorrow? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can barely walk so...This may take a while. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks up the stairs and finally reaches his room. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto at recall wonders if he needs anymore supplies. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Hail T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Sleet! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Snow T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: What do you mean by snow? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: what do you mean by sleet? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Why do you ask me? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I could ask you the same thing T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: For Sparta? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto crosses his arms in the attemp to look serious and amused T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sparta? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is confused. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What's for sparta? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: War? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: This...Is...Sparta? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I suppose that makes sense. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Did I do It right? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Seems rather cold out, who's up for a pipe and a pint? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And some stories, of course T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto after helping the Prophet returns to recall and goes shopping. Now that the shopping is finished Oto thinks about what to do next. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Come have a pint at the inn, Oto T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Alcoholic T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Oto should hang out with Ketta , ketta suggests T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Can I join? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: O' course T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto realizes he is able to talk with everyone with the power of his mind because he is a Psionicist. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't read my mind Oto T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's not nice. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I won't I will only communicate with you like that when I am far away. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alright then T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's acceptable. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Where is this Inn, Dyvina? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: -j T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto is confused T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: In the middle of nowhere, Southern parts of Aylor. Quite a walk in the snow. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I will go train. I am only level 11 T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am level 103... but I have trained as much as I could T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You tiered. Haven't you? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: big deal :P T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: What are you people talking about? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto noitces Duvala and believes is statement is driven by jelousy T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What statement? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm confused. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Duvala said "big deal :p" T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well he's right, it isn't, I'm only T! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: T1. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not like I'm a t9 or something fancy like that. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: fing yowza T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto shakes his head with disagreement. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You disagree with? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Being T1 is really cool. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: How so? T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala attempts to make Oto close his mouth in the interest of peace. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Dyvina, I always recreate. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well... alrighty. Then I suppose it's pretty cool. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I just like wearing a 91 set at level 81 T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I never realy know what type of charater I want to be. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you don't like your character at T0, you get to change it at T1 T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I know that and I like being a Necromancer. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Intriguing T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto Hugs Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sings 100 bottles of beer on the wall. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto joins in. T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cheers and sings... she is just BURSTING with joy! T3/r7/2014-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twinkle tinkle little smar, how The Vixxen Dyvina wonders where's the bar? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto returning to Questor hopes his next venture will be dangerous. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders around in search of adventure. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: heyyoo T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, The Vixxen Dyvina greets Khendachi warmly. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Feeling badly bruised khendachi Greets dyvina with a smile T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wonders why Khendachi is so bruised. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi explains that he was mugged but escaped T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: who mugged you? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Kharpern khendachi says hurt and in shock T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina comforts Khendachi. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: did the big nasty immsies mugs you? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi wishes dyvina good luck on her war T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nobody ever wants to fight. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: maybe their afraid of you power? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not that I have much of that, but thank you for the complement. T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: compliment* even T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi smiles warmly and says"no prob"shall we go on our adventure? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ofcourse! T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Adventure Time! T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi gets up and Gears up let's move out T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where're we off to? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: ivar pub? T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There's an idea T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol I'm here T3/r7/2014-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: I can't see you my eyes are weak T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is the day I hoped that would never come. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I woke up alone in bed. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes out a violin and begins to play slow, sad music. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I brush my teeth alone. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day I have breakfast alone. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: you dont have to be alone T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The day...I forget about her warm hands touching my face. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo flirts with Irya, hmmm wonder what she wants? *wink* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I even forgot her face...But I have to move on. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: move on you say T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo flirts with Irya, hmmm wonder what she wants? *wink* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tuypo's trying to help. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Especially when a hot Eldar is flirting with me. ) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I have to go on. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thou Is not a man..If thou have no strength. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now I stand here. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A man. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ready to move on. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Let the storm rage on... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: To find a girl. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am so gonna fail. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I guess I will just sit down and drink red spice wine. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sets down the violin, and walks towards the barkeeper. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...You good with that violin. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What're you gettin'? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Red Spiced Wine...please T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mead! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai uppercuts the barkeeper, knocking him out, before snatching a huge bottle of red spice wine off the rack and slamming it onto the table in front of Irya. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Help thyself, Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er, do you and the barkeep have a bad history or summin'? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up the bottle and starts drinking. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: None of your businessm, young lad. Get yet mead. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not a lad. I'm a girl. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grumpily taps some mead into a glass. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ye don't look like a girl T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks down at her breasts. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Erm, I'm pretty sure I look like a girl. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle off the shelf, opens it and gulps it down. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bah, I can't tell no difference. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drags a chair and sits down next to Irya, with a loud *THUMP* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sits on the edge of the bar with a bewildered expression on her face. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So, wadda usually do, young lad- fine, girl? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion exclaims "ARR!" and makes an intimidating face. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Normally I tail Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up, something must have grabbed her attention. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: i let her tail me since I wuv boobs T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Claimed Cirion's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tuypo: man breasts are great T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So, that's the legendary Citrion? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I tail him because normally he has Rum with him. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: legendary? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That drink was good T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a mead moustache now. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...That drink hit the spot. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well Ciri, seems like you're well known T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: hope its all bad though T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who is this Ciri? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: May say he's the leader, even creator, of the worst, most unforgiving areas in these lands. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points excitedly at Claimed Cirion! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is your full name lady? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ciri isn't a lady. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: think its the mead talkin T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's because of his hood. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's the wine. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am Irya Jameson...People call me Irya The Witcher. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or now...Because I have passed the test...The Witcher Elite. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I have heard of a young lad named Jameson... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm just Dyvina, I don't have a last name anymore. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...My friend. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: im just too sober. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jameson is my surname. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pours more mead in Cirions mug. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, Ciri, have some mead! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hops off the bar, strolling over to Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jameson Is a friend of mine... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: RUM! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know him as Jamie. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs an unwilling Claimed Cirion by the arm and together they dance a tuneless, stumbling jig...be glad it isn't you! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: mead are for women T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I slayed many. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I drink wine. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I slayed the pit-dragon with my bear fists. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bear fists? Never knew rangers could do that T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do go on, sorry T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I prefer daggers and stalking. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed the Demons themselves...But unfortunately they made a city called Vlad. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion is stalking The Vixxen Dyvina again. When will he get a clue? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: More into sneaky arts than straight up bashing through things. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed many humans... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bounces onto Claimed Cirion's lap and wiggles about. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a lot of blood on my hands aswell T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Silence, Irya, there seems to be action here T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: where is my rum? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle of rum from the rack and tosses it towards Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: This gonna be good T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion stumbles and misses the catch. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whispers to Bobolai:"I am also a lady killer". T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina catches the bottle right before it hits the floor. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: ehrrm, got another? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: see this is why I love this girl T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points excitedly at The Vixxen Dyvina! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Silly clumsy humans :P T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolf...Don't count me in. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts the bottle of rum down on the table before taking a big swig. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: after* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So Dyvina is en elf, huh? No wonder I thought her male. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not an elf. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am a vampire. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: tastes even better now. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mutters something quietly to herself. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At least Wolfen women have breasts. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion takes the bottle and a glass and stumbles off to a table in the corner. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is agreeing with that Irya person again... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have breasts aplenty, thank you very much. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But really huge ones. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Our wolf women. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: aplenty? That sounds absolutely horrible... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are rather hot...As you humans say it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was talking about our women. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I'm not arguing with wolves, that's already led to an insane war between our races. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hate Vampires. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: who want to even come close to a wolfens breast gets your mouth filled with hair. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cuddles Claimed Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They don't have hair. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: eh at least Id guess so T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly at Claimed Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like wolfen breats....And They don't have hair. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well Irya, I don't mind wolves, they make good pets, unless they shed. I'm still cleaning up after the last wolf that lived in my manor. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im sure some do. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why you?! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are not your pets you beast! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You suck on blood for a living. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gulps down some more beer and sits back to enjoy the drama. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rather a more hygienic way of living than ripping things apart. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: but arr the sensation of a vampire bite T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bites Claimed Cirion on the neck! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I brush my teeth T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion looks at The Vixxen Dyvina and swoons in ecstasy. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I wash my fur. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: not sure if they're listening to you Irya, this young couple. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And then you have to comb for hours to ensure you don't shed on the furniture. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh okay T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: licking yourself does not count as washing. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I comb it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Claimed Cirion person again... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everytime before a fight. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And when I wake up In the morning. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Should rather wash after a fight, dear. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And preferably with water T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I only shed during summer. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like being clean before the fight. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As long as you shed on the tiles and don't sit on the furniture like a bad doggy, I'm okay with it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just so I can show female humans and wolves gow badass they are T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just so I can show how badass I am T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not your dog you bloodsucking fiend. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I wouldn't wait for you to clean yourself, I'd just tear off your jugular and leave you dying. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Now now, I don't suck blood, I drink it from a wine glass. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or Ciri, but that's only cause he likes it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina softly nuzzles Claimed Cirion's neck. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But you do drink blood T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course I do, it keeps my strength up. But you don't drink blood, you just tear apart raw flesh and gobble it up like a barbarian. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: some things just require finesse T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Claimed Cirion person again... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's why I'm a silent killer, and not a brutish wolfen warrior. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai fluffles Irya's fur mercilessly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why has the bar gone silent?! More meed! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: mead* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: or more weed? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't cloud my mind with that... Anymore. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: a bit of both T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mostly because I don't know the merchants who deal in it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai walks to a corner of the bar, and pulls out a hookah. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina 's eyes grow wide. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I'm not sure how this works. But I just saw a few wierd o' people use it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I got me rum. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Have they been tested for illnesses? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Some... things... have weird illnesses. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No idea of those. But what can we do about them anyway? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sets the hookah down. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina suddenly staples Irya to a nearby desk with blinding speed and drunken accuracy. Blood and staples fly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Wolfie, wake up! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What happened? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: You mightve angered tha dog. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think he's grumpy now. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wrinkles her face, squints and looks around blindly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai picks up a hookah pipe, and attempts to... blow. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers at the hookah rather quizzingly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well I'm not sure that's how one does it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: well then. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sucks. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks up at Bobolai. "How's it taste then?" T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sneaks up beside Claimed Cirion and wriggles up under his arm. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai breathes out a cloud of smoke. 'Woah... heavy...' T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai attempts to look at Dyvina and Cirion, but her eyes roll around in her head. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am no Warrior T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am rather civilized...Until I get into a fight. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah yes, you're a Paladin. Goody-two-shoes knight! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My father was a Paladin T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And His father before him T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My father was a person. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stares at Irya intently. 'So... willing to smoke?' T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't smoke T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not sure Paladins are allowed to smoke. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: we're devils and black sheep, really bad egs drink up me earties yoho! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I barely drink... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't use drugs. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Claimed Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That we are, Captain! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sighs as she... sucks the pipe... another time, the hookah making bubbling sounds. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Do ya lose your powers if you go off 'he line Irya? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina downs the rest of the mead, flies up and rushs at the bar, before grabbing a huge bottle of vodka. She returns to her seat on Cirion's lap. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 'Course 'e does T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Paladin Law T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion strokes The Vixxen Dyvina's inner thigh...someone tell them to get a room! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't lose powers. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is all based upon decision T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am faithful to God...And I won't smoke and do drugs. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I only drink Wine and Scotch. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And even water If I am lucky T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Interesting. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am buying you some Marijuana. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which I am not sure If It is even worth fighting for. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which God, Irya? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: these lands have many. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Lord Himself. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And The Freeman. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai says 'Since no one will share the smoke with me...', picks up the hookah and throws it back to the corner of the bar. It breaks with a loud, resonating CRASH T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well I believe In The Lord...But I hang around with Freeman. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: when you stare death in the eyes, god is the last thing you think about T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well now you've ruined the hookah. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina snuggles up to Claimed Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I haven't stared at death for a LONG time. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is blushing as Claimed Cirion kisses the tip of their nose. Disgusting, yet cute. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I fully believe In God. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I always pray to him... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: always? does he always listen? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Lord gives me his blessing when the time comes. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai watches the lovely acts of Cirion and Duvina, not listening. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: that'll be 10 gold cois Bobolai T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His miracles work in mysterious ways. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai tosses a bunch of gold coins into Cirion's lap, without counting how many she actually gave. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hope I gave enough, still a bit high from te' hookah... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Paladins are so annoying. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: why? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Although they could be fun to argue with. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Leave the Paladin to his ways :P T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im just thinkin hes god cant do much but listen to him all day, no time to really help. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Now I'm curious. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai leans towards Irya slowly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Let him be, he has his reasons for his beliefs. His scars will tell his stories. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina drinks some of the vodka. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion cuddles The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My deity is named Calliope, the muse of the sea. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: mm, sea T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Close to Cirion's, Captain Morgan :P T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai realising that Irya seems to be doing not much, she diverts her attention to Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Bobolai, what's your god called? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Me, worshipping a god? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai throws back her head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which of the gods of the lands do you sacrifice your loot to? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It would seem that it's Ayla. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A popular deity in Aylor. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Oh goodness! I'm not even sure of that! Pretty sure my loot goes down the trash... as far as I'm concerned, I pray to no god! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Most of my loot goes to the shop, anyway. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina bites Claimed Cirion on the neck! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion giggles at The Vixxen Dyvina's actions. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: divide up the plunder! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: One hundred bottles of mead on the wall! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion mutters "not this again". T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Maybe I ought to worship to the one true god... Mead! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs a bottle of mead and drinks! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hiccups. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Come on Ciri, be a sport! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sends Claimed Cirion across the dance floor. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Arrgh, okay but I wont sing. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion grabs an unwilling The Vixxen Dyvina by the arm and together they dance a tuneless, stumbling jig...be glad it isn't you! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the violin again, and plays haphazardly while singing horribly! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HEY CLERICS! I COULD USE A HEAL! Bobolai has begun to sing. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: whos strangling the shipcat? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh dear lord, what is that noise? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stops and looks around, confused. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: thank Morgan it stopped. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where did you learn that torturous sound? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What are you talking about? That can't possibly be me T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: maybe the giant needs a slightly larger violin. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oh my Calliope, that was intense. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: but for the love of captain morgan dont ever sing again, gives me a headache. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Very well... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina comforts Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai thanks The Vixxen Dyvina heartily. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: At least you're very pretty. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods quietly to herself. What a wacko. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blinks, her eyes moving from Dyvina to Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion peers intently at The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: do i want to know what you plan now dear? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps not, Ciri T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But If you can find a giant-sized unmarked van, some cables and ducktape, you'd be very helpful. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins as she bares her teeth, before offering both of you some Vodka. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the vodka out of Dyvina's hand and *gulp* drinks it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion tickles The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Im good hun, need to be able to get up from my bath after Ive had it. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to bath too *nudge nudge wink wink* T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina thinks it isn't fair that Bobolai can drink a bottle vodka like that. It's basically just a glass for her. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: Ive never stopped you before. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Claimed Cirion. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: and i sure dont see a reason to do it now T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's true T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Has the giant passed out? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...i'm not even sure where this is going. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I dunno, dont know much about giants, maybe they are like horses and sleep standing. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pours the remaining vodka on Cirion's head. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: This vodka be nufflin' more than water anyway T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: I guess I wont need a bath after all. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion: time to take my leave, I wish you two girls a good evening. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion kisses The Vixxen Dyvina fiercely. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed, I myself must be off T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina stands up rather unsteadily, before turning into a bat and flying off into the night. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders into the inn, looking dishevelled and dirty. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi takes dyvina into a Room with a warm bath for her to clean herself T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is in the tub. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Privacy please? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi picks irya up out of the bath and carries her into a lovely Room :p for her to dry off T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a man... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dumbass... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his clothes on. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol fail T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn Elf. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't even take a bath. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> Any rp's? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi walks out of the Room like nothing happend T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Any rp's? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are you talking about? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is roleplay you speak off? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: this is the RP channel, are there any rp's i can join (speaking out of character) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is this roleplay you speak off? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: this is the RP channel, are there any rp's i can join (speaking out of character) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I dunno. ) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: (O.O.C.) can i join your rp? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here is the recruiter. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mr.Skyris. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> Skyris! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris smacks ArcEternal out of his boots with a sign reading "YOUR MOM !!" T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Please tell Mr.Skyris to stop ignoring me? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (Where is this based, setting, and what is this rp about?) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: wait what... did someone bath the wolf? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: this game doesnt do much rp T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: finally. :P T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I took a bath. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Claimed Cirion exclaims "ARR!" and makes an intimidating face. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: lol T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I needed one. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (example: Forest, War) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (Where is this based, setting, and what is this rp about?) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: most majority of player here actually play the game :P T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> (example: Forest, War) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Until the Elf threw me away. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: clean puppy! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Irya. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not your puppy T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -pokes irya in da face- -laughs- T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop It T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not a puppy. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -_- T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -_- T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi is Feeling Sneaky T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs ArcEternal with one hand. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop poking me...Or I will rip your head off. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: -_- ... RAWRZ -ArcEternal T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Sneaky time :p T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: -_- ... RAWRZ -ArcEternal T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> get wat i mean T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop poking me. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts meditating. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> but itz fun T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris is asking everyone to speak clear english. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is It fun If I rip your head off? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -complies- T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> no thats boring T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I agree. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -smiles- poking you is fun T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> -pokes gut- T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris just gave drag the Bird *gasp* what a ass T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris gives a Catisu Snubwing the bird. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> what are we even doing? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> lol this isnt a rp T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: well most of us are actually playing the game. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: Drake> i do too, i found about the rp channel 5 minuets ago T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Irya. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: the rp channel traditionally is for discussions in the inn... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi pets Dyvina :p T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: not for orgies. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vaedus perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Lol who said anything about orgies? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's what it looked like in here earlier. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: when Irya was mistaken for a lady. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Lol oh yeah that was weird and now I'm off to ivar pub T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am gonna kill you. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: iam waiting T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slashes Khendachi into pieces. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: kill who? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Elf. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Now you ruined my fur. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to go and clean up now. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on Bathtub T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps in the bathtub. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A lot of blood...Damn... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Blood? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina perks up, something must have grabbed her attention. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: just as Irya cleans his fur Khendachi Appears from Behind ...you killed his clown haha And decapitates you you are dead.. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: what T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi glares at dyvina and disappears and appears behind dyvina stealing 5 gold coins and fleeing to Ivar pub lol :p T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: did you just steal from an assassin? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: oh yes I did!!! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi lights a pip with some Fresh kush with 6 samurai katana blades straped to his back on his Way To Etheral! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: All of my friends are gone. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I am a Lone Wolf on the field now. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes . o O ( My flist is very empty. ) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes . o O ( Quite red actually. ) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: Although...I hunt one person... T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: The person who threatened my friends...My people. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cortes: I will return...With his head. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi wields his Legendary Flaming katana blade entering a abondoned empty building.. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto sighs T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi decapitates Oto He is Dead.. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto gushes blood all over the place T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi kicks oto in the fountain and loots his corps T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto having the power of Psionics comes backto life and raise the dead commands his army of zombies to hunt down and kill Khendachi.. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi being a samurai Mage casts his elemental Powers apon the zombies crushing them then Casts Odins spear apon Oto Making sure Oto is destroyed never to return T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto oto has been defeated by the mighty khendachi. (Game Over. Will you continue?...9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..YOU LOSE) T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mosher: out of coins? T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi bows towards Oto's dead body and says"you wEre a worthy aponent" T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: level ! T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost is expressing how much wootness Snowangel Tzadkiel exhibits. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel makes sure Vost's slippers are warm and his pip is freshly packed T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost slips his feet into his slippers T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost purrs contentedly. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina curls up and lays her head on her paws. T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Awww ! snuggles up to Dyvina T3/r7/2014-06-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel snugglepiles her friendss T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto begins his adventure, T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What adventure to where? T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai joins Oto, jogging behind him. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: I am going to challenge the Spyre. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai has just 'pfft'ed you! How disgusting! T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai goes 'pfft' at Oto and covers him with globs of spittle! T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Is that it? T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I could literally stomp 'em to the ground! T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Did you finish up on The Path of the Believer? T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: For now. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Yes, Duvala T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto looks at Bobolai T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Oto. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: You are very skilled. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Bah, all I do is bash 'em in their stupid skulls T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto notices Bobolai's annoying personality and decides to keep his thoughts to himself. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wibbles threateningly. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala ruffles The Vixxen Dyvina's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do remind me, who is the wolfen and who's the vampire? T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: Grrrrrrr T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi decapitates Khaleesi she is Dead. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina says "So long, and thanks for all the fish!", and leaves. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto , bored, hopelessly studys his geography text books because he wants to pass the up and coming test. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: dragon T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: where?! T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ArcEternal: ment to do rt dragon T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger consoles ArcEternal. It is obvious that HotDog WarBurger cares. T3/r7/2014-06-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger prods ArcEternal into action! T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: is chewing on his toy stuffed goat....(strange indeed)..... num num num T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto wakes up. T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Good morning! T3/r7/2014-06-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto: Hello, Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day I said no... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day I lost her... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: The day my house burned down... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: What was It?... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Greed? T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Selfishness? T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Playing Smart? T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Acting like I know something? T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Those are the questions i ask myself after that day... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Too many questions... T3/r7/2014-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: No answers. T3/r7/2014-07-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: new to this realm, anywhere i can lose my maidenhead> T3/r7/2014-07-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines fondly fondles Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oto wonders what Gaharis is doing. Oto is hiddened by shadows and silently follow Gaharis. T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Rises from his cryptic tomb T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Gasp! A zombie? T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Wanders the streets in search of evil T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Yes T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Oh goodness! T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: I got cursed last nite T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: my char is now a ghoul T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I must seek the best clerics to... wait... you seem to be sentient... T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: I want your brain....<--goes awwwwwhhhhhhhhh like a zombie toward Bobolai T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: glad to hear someone likes me for my brains instead of wait AHHHHHHHHH T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: lol T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: bobo bad bobo T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Prepares his frog spell for Frostbite T3/r7/2014-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Knows he will die very soon T3/r7/2014-07-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Chiba: look at that UFO T3/r7/2014-07-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into view T3/r7/2014-07-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: cocks his head listening for anyone in the immediet area. T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: help ive fallen and i cant get up T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: why not? T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: long fall? T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: cos there comming T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: run before they get u 2 T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: skyris in here they cant find us here T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead cries on Mangekyou Skyris's shoulder. T3/r7/2014-07-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: do u guys hate me T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Asherdu: Hello. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala rests his axe at the edge of the bar counter as he orders a round of inferno shots. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead changes his name and hopes nobody notices he is still the same old jerk. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala looks to Ragehead, offering a shot. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Obviously drinking alone again, perhaps I'll just move on to tequila... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: dude ill drink with u shall we head over to the beer fountain at beer and get drunk while fishing for coins T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a sip of tequila from the bottle. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead cries on Disdainful Duvala's shoulder. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala passes the bottle to Ragehead... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: bud she left me she left me alone T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: ragehead takes a huge sip T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Take a swig, adventurer... A sip is for those without qualm. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: why did she have to leave me for a troll T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: The only mistress whose unpredictable nature will break all but your heart is the open road... Drink with me and we can walk together... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: damn bitch . duvala have u got a gun T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: Gun? What is this? T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twinkle tinkle little smar, how Ragehead wonders where's the bar? T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala takes a large gulp of the tequila, the way only a Wolfen can... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: it is a new device the humans have made which one can kill yourself with T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: The humans and their tricks... If a swift death you seek, fall on mine axe? T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Alicat laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: bring it hether i shall fall with pride T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala motions towards his massive axe, commanding a whole corner of the bar. "If you wish, help yourself..." T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: as we live here brother a dark ice age aproches to get us all T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Calm down brother...It will be alright. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did you bring any winter clothes? T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: we are going to die T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead is OBVIOUSLY intoxicated... he burps loudly and passes out! T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: the end is near T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: we are doomed T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You will...I am a wolf...Was raised in cold areas. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala dons a massive cloak, prepared for the impending cold... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead cries on Irya's shoulder. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts on his coat. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead sniffs sadly. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I want to feel human. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: feel aimbot hes kinky T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: im alive hear me for i live once more T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was nothing. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You should see the cold in my homeland. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala retrieves his axe for some slaughtering. "I'll be back for that bottle NOW" T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: the nameless one has spared us T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need a woman to survive the cold in my homeland. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: need to rough one out in the cold T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: but brother u got dumped or do lies protrued from my mortal lips T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Right. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: no fear brother we shall adopt our woman T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't fear anything... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: good good no shall we shag the cat and no not alicat T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: let us piledge there village defile there woman and soil upon there groups T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala returns to the pub, cleaning the blood from his axe before resting it in its place on the counter. "Where is my bottle!?" T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: brother duvala pass the bottle T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala shrugs and orders two more bottle, but of the "special stuff"... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala: If you join me in this, I promise we will forget what troubles are... T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala offers a bright green mysterious bottle to Ragehead. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the Pub while barely closing the doors. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead and his samurai sword have defeated Irya's private army in an elaborate fight scene! T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: irya leave the ninjas ouside next time T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn snow. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Ice Age. T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead rests his head in Irya's lap and dozes off. How cute! :) T3/r7/2014-07-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: irya i see your whois is marriage free shall we find u a new bride in yonder tavern T3/r7/2014-07-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in and out of sight... T3/r7/2014-07-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: ROARSSSSSSS WITH OUR POWERS COMBINED T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Sighs sadly T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: ??? T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taiq: hi T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taiq: Taiq pounces on a nearby citizen from the rooftop above burying a dagger of pure hatred into the victims neck silently bringing him to the ground. Poor Bob... T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Seems saddened due to the fact noone will go camping with him,......(How sad) T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala walks into the abandoned courtyard, massive axe in hand, insane glint in eye. He scans the horizon for his prey... T3/r7/2014-07-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Disdainful Duvala sits upon a broken wall, sharpening his axe and reinforcing his breast plate. T3/r7/2014-07-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead crys because lasher just stole his girl again T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: howl T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Discarded Duvala prepares for the cold... takes a large swig and peers around himself. T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hides under a mountain of blankets. T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: The prophetess said there would be days like this. T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Discarded Duvala: Aye, the ominous horizon shows it. T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: The stars have fled, the sun is devoured and the moon turns to blood. T3/r7/2014-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: Not for it but to sharpen your blade and join in the fray so that one may earn a place at the table. T3/r7/2014-07-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: congrats Dachande for his excellent work T3/r7/2014-07-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in and out of sight T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: loves to spy on people T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ketta: Wow you should dance with ketta like he does) amazing shuffle skills T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into view looking around for life T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith "anyone there?" says as he scans the medow... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "anyone there?" as he scans the medow... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken senses a minor disturbance in the desolate, silent lands, and considers investigating. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hears the movement in the grass and looks at sgreijken... "well hellow...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hears the movement in the grass and looks at sfreijken... "well hellow...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and walks toword the large oak in the middle of the meddow... "care for some rest?..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits by the oak wincing as he touches ground... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises his eyebrow "hellow? anyone home?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken snickers quietly and flies into the branches to observe the newcomer. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "suspicious sprite gonna be stubbern untill the end..." he grunts as he removes his shirt to bandage a large wound going along his side... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith walks over to the stream to wash his shirt... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith eashes his shirt and puts it back on... "you know i can easily put an arrow between your eyes through that cover right... come out..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith taps his massive long bow "if i wanted you to be dead you would allready have one there... no worries" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead walks in and demands a drink or someone will die T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "if you wish i have a bit of ale in my pack T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead accepts your gift internally hates your guts T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith pulls out the ale and pours a mug... "however just calm down... we are friends here..." he taps his massove longbow befor giving the mug to the brute T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead takes a deep breath and counts to ten T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken snickers and drops a leafy branch on tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs do you want one too sprite? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith pours a mug of ale and says "well i dont deliver! get your butt down here if you want some!" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: what be the word in younder taverns i have not seen this place for a decade T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken drops out of the tree and snatches the bottle of ale, then drinks it greedily. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "first ale i see..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken hands the bottle back. "There has been no ale in these barren lands for years." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead falls to the floor he has obviously had to much to drink.. but yet he's thrist can not be qwenched T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "buisness is good for the mercinarys..." he says tapping the emblum of a demons eye surrounded by smoke "last surviver of my family... however things do get troubled from time to time" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith winces as he sits... holding his side... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "and you my friend how has your days been?..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead moans to you. "brother these lands need a hero will u be the one to buy me my next ale" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs as he refills the mug "yes and a hero we will all be if he can hold his ale" pointing to the sprite half passed on the ground... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs and says "you still there boy?. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smacks Sfreijken to get him up... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken looks up, after having studied the ranger's wounds, then seems to smirk maliciously and says: "Ah, but you hurt yourself?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead rubs his eys and screams. "DONT TOUCH ME YOUR NOT A PRIEST" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs hard and whinces again holding his side... "rage i didnt lay a hand on ypu T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: how shall be ever get me to sanity brother T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: how shall we ever get me to sanity brother T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs letting go of his light hearted tone "no i didnt... this happened last job... and im sorry but sanity?... sanity in this age is rare.... even now the demon lands are spreading like fire on a burning page.... the end is nigh my brothers" standing up he walks over to wash hos face in the river... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grins sadly "and there is nothing we can do to stop it...." he pours a glass of ale for himself and gulps it down after refilling sfreijkens mug T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: true but mother did not raise me in such manor she raise e to be sane but the demons the young ones call imm have infected my mind causeing pain and destress in my life T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith rubs his eyes "no my friend look..." he points to the end of the medow where the grass fades to sand and beyond is schorched lands of the foul.... "that is the land of the demons... and we invite them with our wars and suffering... mother raised ke right too... but..." he sighs "there is no hope for man in whole..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith rubs his eyes "no my friend look..." he points to the end of the medow where the grass fades to sand and beyond is schorched lands of the foul.... "that is the land of the demons... and we invite them with our wars and suffering... mother raised me right too... but..." he sighs "there is no hope for man in whole..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead sits next to Tracekeith. "brother the only way man will survive is if we slay the foul demons and ther heirs to the thrown.... down with the imm£ T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands and readys his bow after knocking an arrow... draws and shoots three rapid shots... he retreats to grab three rabbits that were hit "dinner anyone?" he says before setting up a fire to cook and serve food T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks at rageface and says "imms brother... the immortals?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: IT'S ALIVE T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises an eyebrow "what the..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken suddenly perks up and flees into the branches at the mention of the immortals. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead raises his eyebrow "yes brother we shall slay the gods and man will rule again" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs and shakes his head "no brother... we should pray to them that we will be spared... man has ruled the earth... look what happened there... what will happen when man rules all... no... we must pray that we are saved from eternal dawmnation" looking into the flames he seems hypnotised as he says "gods forgive us for what we did" as he takes the rabbits and gives one to rage face T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slowly raises a hand into the air. 'Are we talking about the gods, or the immortals?' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks at bobolai and says "is there much diffrence?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: brother in arms let us strike the gods while they slumber the gods are weak without our prays lets reclaim our land before we are cast out like a pestelence T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Oh goodness! The immortals have control over everything, even the gods! T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: bobolai i think it is best you stand down for you are yet ready for such wisdom T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shoots an arrow by rages head "and if i chose to move that arrow to the left three inches you wpuld be dead brother... leave it be... the gods do not show mercy for the ones who attack... they will not grant you a single inch from your brow with a bow... they are wise beyond us all. they are strong beyond us all... i tell you leave it be!..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: if there are any gods among us hear me now for man shall rule once more T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Trace, I believe that applies to the immortals, not the gods. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead burst into flames and vanishes to spread news of war to the others T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith screaches and says "You will kill us all!" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead reappears with news of his sucess in gathering men to fight for his cause T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith turns to bobolai and says "and you! you show up out of nowhere and incurage him! if either one decides to... we will have pain unending!" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ignores Tracekeith completely, and claps for Ragehead. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: brother i know the path is filled with danger but i would rather die a fool than live as a coward T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "forgive me brother... but i will not follow... i will try to find refuge in the world... if you wish you may join me... but..." he sighs "I fear no evil... but i believe in the imms and our gods... i will face the evils... not the gods.... See you in hells gates when we die..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (This sounds like a cheap ripoff of the plot of a final fantasy game) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: (it does huh how ironic wish the imms where here we deserve a tp for this performance) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Jumps into the air and takes flight... "I will live... but for you... im afraid the end is nigh T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (Since when can you fly!?) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl shows her approval by clapping her hands together. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken darts out of the tree and follows Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Trace is a half-griffon silly T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (also how do we continue this story anyway. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: if i am to die shall we all drink to my last breaths for it is ingraved in my skin that i will fight the gods T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (Easy to continue the story) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: But first... to the tavern! I think? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight and vanishes his last words carried on the winds "I offer you this silent sacrafice" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (Ahahahaha, that's hilarious. Okay, now we're in the realm of music. This has gone way beyond salvaging) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead tips his head brother tonight we drink tommorow my battle begins if i am to fall may the gods find it in the souls to forgive humanity T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken looks down and notices that the river upstream has turned red, and yells for Tracekeith to get away from the water. (Presumably you were washing your shirt in the water) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith causes a huge explosion in the middle of the schorched lands of the dawned... a blue light shimmers... then dies as the dawmned land is clensed and becomes green.... and the baren land also... green.... falling to the earth TraceKeith screaches for people to get out of the way... on impact he crumples... gasping for breath... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles... "didnt know it was that easy brother...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith struggles to breath T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken is utterly horrified. "My scourge! My darkness! My plague! What have you done!? You fiend of light! You utter abomination!" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken conjures a small black staff and prepares to drain Tracekeith's soul as payment for his damage. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "no need..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith gasps again "the spell was light detonation.... it kills me to kill all darkness..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken thwacks Tracekeith on the head angrily and speeds away from the oncoming wave of light. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks to rage... "kill him brother.... before he can ki... kill you..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pounces on RageHead immediately, pinning him to the ground. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Don't move. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I believe Sfrei will do no harm. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith breaths become faster T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (This is so dramatic. I'm expecting a princess to appear and kiss him at any moment, hahaha) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai picks RageHead up, carrying him, and starts running away from Tracekeith. 'I'm not sure what's going on, but it doesn't look good.' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "if he cant i will..." he looks to rage... shakeing... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken flits down a nearby rabbit hole and begins to fuss, fret, and generally irritate the resident hare. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes flight... "protect him..." he says before another BANG! happens and he flys off... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith grabs sfeijken and puts him in a bear hig... "kiha .... no... noha...."... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (ragehead isn't even here) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith yells "ALTIA" finishing the light detonation spell again.... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead drops from the sky showing many wounds "brothers they are coming run flee this world before you are next" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith falls to the earth again.... at rages feet... motionless T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead takes his last breath his last words being "may u find a way to defeat the gods who seek to destroy us" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (I'm just laughing so hard right now at this. I think I'm going to suffocate) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stifles a laugh but whinces.... "dawmn you...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: (dont laugh i died *tears*) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I guess Tracekeith is beyond cure? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai kneels on the grass, and begins muttering 'incomplete healing'. She tries to lay her hands on Trace, but Trace looks no better. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith . o (being a psi has advantages and yes besides recovery... in intensive care. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead starts to breath again but his breaths are weak and short T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Strange... guess I should attend to RageHead first. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mumbles 'incomplete healing' again, laying her hands on Ragehead. She begins to take out potions of black lotus, quaffing them in between heals. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith whispers "kaha... no...noha...f...faha..." casting a spell to allpw him to speak... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "li....light energy...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (Oh my gosh, he's going to fire a kamehameha wave!) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: incomplete healing incomplete healing why does Trace chant spells differently gulp gulp incomplete healing... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead burst into flames and appears behind bobolai "dont let them hurt me" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith . o (light energy... need light energy...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken flits back over to the dying Tracekeith in a huff and thwacks him with the tiny staff again, then holds a rabbit in his face. "What is this horrid creature!?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers at Ragehead, saying 'Much better now huh?'. She turns back to Sferi. 'I have no idea what you're thinking, crazy sprite.' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith breathing becomes fast and shllow... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith mumbles the rainbow spell and light falls apon his heart... filling him with life.... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead shakes his head "dont let tracekeith know i angered the gods i dont want to die again" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits up... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Ragehead's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Wait what. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (He could save himself the whole time. Who knew?) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: die... again? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: he has killed me once before T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up groaning "dawmn i just bairly had the energy to do that... took of 3 years of my life dawnmit... i said light energy..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mumbles 'refresh' and lays her hands on Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so Rage, you died, and somehow managed to re-alive? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead looks around feeling as though the whole room is against him T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith cauphs "that wont help... i took it off life force not mana... its gone..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: rage remember the arrow... if you truly wosh to live then i expect you to answer her... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: yes i have died many times before my mother was part pheonix T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: (*facepalm*) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: good boy T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith pats rages head T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ruffles Ragehead's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead looks at tracekeith with only hate "brother you have taken my life before you have betrayed me .... why brother after 2 decades i seek the answer" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs sitting by the oak "i call you brother because we are all children of the gods... i only did what was told of me...." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "wasnt your goal to rid this world of its demons?" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai suddenly takes a dagger to Trace's neck in anger. 'What the hell did you do?' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead hands Bobolai the most beautiful blood diamond and stabs tracekeith in the chest straight through his heart "you made me this way now i shall remove this world of one demon .... you" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks at rage with disapointment "i risked my life for you... this is h... how you... repay me... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sheesh Ragehead! Killing him before he explains everything! T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from view... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: you did not save me you destroyed me and for that i shall silence his pitiful words T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith aims for rages head "drop it brother..." he smiles.. "nice job killing a decoy..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (nice job 0_o T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith points to the dagger "drop it and i will explain everything..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead smiles "brother you can not kill one that die i shall rise again take my life if u must but i shall return" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead smiles "brother you can not kill one that can not die i shall rise again take my life if u must but i shall return" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gently puts the dagger on the ground, and holds Ragehead's arm. 'Relax, dear boy...' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shakes his head and lowers the bow "for 20 years i lived with the guilt..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai chants under her breath, 'pacify... pacify...' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits down... remember when mum and dad were killed by the bandits?..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: then why have u waited 20 years after killing me and mother still lives i owed it to her to hunt you down for watching as they were killed T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "speake with perieds brother... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "20 years T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead sommons a vision and in this vision a woman stands crying "look what u have done to her brother.... are you proud" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith "i killed you when we were boys... if that... i only took assassanation jobs then... and only then because i had to feed myself T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith haunches over... "im telling you i had no choice... if i didnt kill... i would be killed myself..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead sommons a ring of fire around us and his eyes glow red "you shall persish brother" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up and readys his bow... "let me tell my half!..." he yells T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai starts to chant faster, 'pacify! pacify!' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs Ragehead's head and slams it onto the grass, muffling him. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead holds flaes in his hands "YOU SHALL BE PURIFIED BY THE FLAME" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith yells "i felt no joy... no pride... no relief... the bandets showed up and told me to kill them.... and if not i would would be gutted like a fish... and right along with you!... what would you have done brother! you would have done the same!..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead sets himself alight and turns to ash... the flames vanish and he is gone T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gasps as her hands are burnt, and watches Rage disappear. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lowers the bow and falls to his knees sobbing... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: okay... seriously... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: isn't that just his way of telportation? T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica claps at Ragehead's actions. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: Do it again! T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stands over Trace's back, protecting him, looking around furtively. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith yells "brother your still there i know.... if it will make you happy... kill me..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: is shall not be the monster you are, you will die but not by my hand T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai begins chanting, 'protection from fire... shit is that what it's called...' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: i shall not be the monster you are, you will die but not by my hand T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands "you call me monster... you were the one that told them where we lived... or dont you remember that brother T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai continues 'heat shield, antimagic shell...', her giant body bent over Trace. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead tears fall apon the ground "they were your friends this was your doing" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "Friends! They threatened to gut me like a Flippen Fish Brother! Open your eyes... a moment ago i was ready to sacrafice myself for you." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith "to drive the demons from the land so you may live in peace T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai picks up the dagger, sensing danger coming near. 'Pacify, pacify...' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead takes a potion out of his back pocket you read the label and remember the name as the only potionthat can kill a phoenix "I shall leave this world if I cause you so much pain, while u hid in the shadows i have watched our mother cry for years , now you shall watch over her , goodbye brother" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith "brother are you blind?... this happened 20 years ago... i was ridden with guilt... same with you... except i took the blame for it... dont die now brother... its not worth it... would you want the sacrafice to be in vane... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai quickly throws her dagger at Ragehead, hits the potion, shattering it. The volatile potion evaporates quickly into the air... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: No. One. Dies. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead grabs tracekeith and begins to cry upon his shoulder T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai chants in a gentle voice, 'pacify... pacify...' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: brother what has become of us T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "let... it... go... brother..." as he rests his arm on his back "it was long ago... a... an..." his eyes role into his head.... he scrambles for his pack... "m.. my me...medicen...." but loses his strength "the bottle brother hurry..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith cauphs up blood... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith reaches for the vile but cant reach T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead lift his hands and shares his gift of the phoenix with tracekeith "brother now you share our mothers gift" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith gasps as he can breath again T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai smiles upon the brothers. 'Glad everyone's alright' T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles breathlessly "you couldent just hand me the vile you had to be dramatic.... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead looks upon tracekeith and bobolai "goodbye you 2 i must leave, I will see you again someday" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ruffles Ragehead's hair playfully, and waves. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hands rageface an emblum... "welcome to the family..." on furtther enspection its the same emblum as his a dragpns eye in a cloud of smoke... T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and says "goodbye brother..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead starts to glow and fades away "guess the flame no longer controlls me" T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "because your inner demons are gone..." T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: (and so our the brothers reunited and all was well again THE END) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smacks his head "oh right" pulls out another amulet wothe the same ensigmia and hands it to boboi T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly at Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Thank you, Trace, Rage T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sfreijken: Well, that was interesting T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: thankyou ! .. great effort :) T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: we should do this mor often T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai curtseys gracefully. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "i must go as well my lady" and kissis bobolais hand "work calls..." and ghosts from sight T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai waves happily. T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: i feel like a nerd and this setting should of been in someones moms basment T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: we are all named Bubba .. we all live in mums basement and mud in our undies when we are not driving trucks :P T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Oh wait .. this is not WoW T3/r7/2014-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: this is SPARTA T3/r7/2014-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Archduke Argirios: spend corpse T3/r7/2014-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Archduke Argirios: spend corpse T3/r7/2014-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: i don't think anyone wants your corpse as currency T3/r7/2014-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sturma: Try the necromancers' guild. T3/r7/2014-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: you're right they woul want to eat you T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LiQ enters into ohis makeshift batcave ready to fight aliens and common thieves~ T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LiQ: Any good sirs know of a good joke about a bar? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Try curse. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LiQ: Shots! Shots! Shots! AnyBody? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead scans the horizens looking for a single soul to befriend T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what is this place, sprite? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: is is hell can you not smell the death pain and decay T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Do remind me... why are we here? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: we have come to find the one they call the demon lord he and only he can tell me of my birth and past T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: can you help traveler T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai removes her mask. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Do you not remember the time you argued with your brother? I was there, saw everything! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: ah yes i do how did you happen to wonder here T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: how the hell did i get here... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens rolls his eyes, disgusted. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Aliens rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 13. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens: lucky T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Who is that strange shadowy figure, throwing a dice? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: are you a resident of Hell? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens: sometimes T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: sometimes? what does that mean sir? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens: hell is other people T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...interesting... must be one of those tricky Hell shadows... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so RageHead. What do you think? What to ask from this guy? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: i need to know why i keep having dreams that leave me here T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead: i dont know what to make of this place it feels like home T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Ragehead. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens is looking for something to peel. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I forgot to introduce ourselves! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead grabs bobolai "avert your eyes we are not alone" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens: how many of you are there T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai whispers to Ragehead 'I'm trying to get the shadow to help us. If he means harm, we'll defend ourselves no problem' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Shadow, I am Bobolai, just a Giant. This sprite here, is Ragehead. He's looking for his origins, I hope you could help him somehow T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ragehead pulls his sleeve up showing aliens a mark burnt in his skin "do you know of this symbol" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens: yeah thats the sigil of the beleguse inter-species dominatrix T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the Inn. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down by the bar. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens holds his roll of tape tightly and grins wickedly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( irya... we're in Hell, literally ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( You can't be serious. ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( rp -h 50 ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens . o O ( stop thinking it's rude and i can hear you anyway ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( thinking = OOC chat ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai whispers to RageHead, 'do you think this shadow is just messing with us...?' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens . o O ( cheesegrater ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( do you guys want to change the setting altogether? ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya notices that his wolf amulet has glowing red eyes. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the amulet and takes a black gem from inside of it. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up, something must have grabbed her attention. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: is that a black diamond? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...This is a gem to hell. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When It glows it means someone might be in hell for no unjustified reason. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This amulet...In the shape of the wolf head...Glows depending on situation. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's eyes glow infact. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks his red spice wine. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so. is that amulet also a portal? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It has 2 gems inside of it. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is more of a key for the gem. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My amulet contains a white gem and a black gem. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up, something must have grabbed her attention. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks the red spice wine. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gulps down some mead. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his wooden wolf amulet. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Most Witcher's gain a metal wolf head amulet. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This amulet is made out of wood... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Personally built by my daughter. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai quietly mutters under her breath, 'Reminder to self, irya has a daughter' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Built identically to the original shape. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I had one. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I had a daughter. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now she is dead. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya holds his amulet tightly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai comforts Irya. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai holds out her mug of mead. 'Drink up.' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya moves his glass of red spice wine away. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ever heared of the Witchers? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai shakes her head. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Of course...Because most of them are dead these days. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so... what's so special about them? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "To fight monsters we must create monsters"-Witcher George,Dragonslayer. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are a cult of professional monster hunter...That includes undead dragons etc. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We boost our strength thanks to herbalism and magic...We become supernatural creatures at the cost of being sterile. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And the change of our skeleton physique. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wow... such powerful magic... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We become monsters to protect those that cannot protect themselves and also for the women and money. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Monster Hunting costs you know...It ain't cheap. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I usually go for the money instead of the women. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...After I officially became a Witcher. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Witcher for...15 years or so...Maybe more. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: must've been... may I ask, what happened to your... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Died after the house burned down...Certain assassins wanted me and my family dead. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai bites her lip, pausing a while before saying in a low voice, '...wife?' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I see... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so... what supernatural creature do you turn into? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are same...Only with a different skull and bones. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It took me a year to get my vengeance. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: I turn into a massive butterfly, if anybody cares. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It turned out it was a king...My wife was a princess before we met...The king had something against her father. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: And I ravage entire continents. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rolls on the floor laughing at Sacheverell's antics! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver would easily kill you butterfly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Aaawww T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Especially My Silver. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Your silver? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: So what might this silver be? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sword...My silver sword. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Ah. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: 'sword' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai starts to giggle to herself like a little girl. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: sorry, I have my childish times T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: How clever thou art T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Let me remind you that Wolfen and were wolves are not alike as you seem to be hoping. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: 'yeeyee' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: >_> T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolfen. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Threshold: I am a wolfen also.. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just because I am really tall and big and hairy doesn't mean I can't sit normally in the inn. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Continuing my vengeance. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala zones out again... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: continuing your story of revenge, you mean. but do carry on. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I found out it was one of my closest friends King Henselt. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...After I found out he was waiting for me with a handful of elite guardsmen on the way to his throneroom. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me and My 4 students killed all of them... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I got into the throneroom alone...Killed his guardsmen yet again. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: lovely T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: impressive T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Threshold wonders about your sanity.. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Like a cake boss T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Queen and The Princess were with him. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala retrieves a MASSIVE bloodstained axe for an impossibly small bag. "Time to go killin...Anyone with me?" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So Of course the man tried self-defence though I have to swordsman skills are similar to a 5 year old. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent emotes licks his dagger T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: LOL that script failed T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: davent, i think the dagger is envemoned. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wait for it... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: it is indeed T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: That could cause problems T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai watches Davent intently. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Then again....we ninja get used to it. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent tickles Bobolai with his dagger T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai jumps back! 'What the hell?' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Be wary my friend. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell backstabs Davent with his EVIL fake dagger! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: That wasnt nice. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: your hands are empty, butterfly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent envenoms a pie T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Anyone for pie? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I beat the living hell out of the guy. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Gimme the pie or i backstab thee (again)! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent gives sacheverell a pie T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Cool story Irya, I felt like I was there... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: I wuv pai T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The queen tried to interfere...So I penetretad her arm with the King's dagger. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell starts foaming at the mot T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: It has a kick to it S, a little secret ingredient. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: MOUTH BWAAAAA MIS T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: penetrated* T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: Anyway this pie is really nice T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: I love envenomed pie T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Lol T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And of course I grabbed my daughters knife I was carrying...And had the King Queen and Princess in the paln of my hands. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent Splashes Irya with cold water T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: youre drunk. go home T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell aims the crosshairs..Davent collapses in a pool of blood. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell trips on his rifle, and falls out of the clock tower. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent saves Sach with griffon blood T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A light covered my back...A warm and gentle light coming from the huge windows at the south of the throneroom. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sacheverell: xD T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Irya, i'm listening to you. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I looked at it... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: aaaand saw the light? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I saw a cross-like cloud by the sun. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...I turned to the fat fool. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I held my knife tight. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And then...CUT! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But no...Not death...I cut out his eyes and tongue. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...sounds like fate worse than death T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And then kept punching him. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai cringes in terror! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I stopped listening to him screaming and crying in blood. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hides behind Duvala. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Then I came up to the Queen and did the same to her. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala still fighting monsters, oblivious to the chaos, notices Bobolai. Smiling warmly he greets her, "Hey there!!" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I left the princess run in terror and horror. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...I burned down the castle of course dragging the king and queen out of there. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i'm... not sure what to say. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Usually people greet in return :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I told him..."How does it feel when everything you worked so hard for is gone in flames" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shrugs and turns to the next monster and SMASH goes the axe... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I left with the sound of church bells and people screaming. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They cried for the Castle. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stares at Irya with blank eyes, backing away slowly and bumping into a rabbit. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't touch the town...Only the Castle. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Still a bit on the wanton side don't you think? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't kill the guy only gave him the ultimate punishment. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai spots Duvala, and only manages to mutter a 'hi'. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If he didn't care about killing my family...My daughter.... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't see why I wouldn't care about his daughter now...She works as a prostitute...If I heared correctly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: well you sound crazy enough to do anything T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am done with them. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The father died a few days ago actually...Got sick. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: duvala did you have anything to do with that T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I punished the guy...I didn't kill him. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I feel better. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But the torturing I did to him would make even the demon himself be scared by me. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks his red spice wine. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what spices in that wine, Irya? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Northern spice...They burn. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They keep a person warm... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is the only inn that has them. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai walk towards the door, and opens it slightly. She pokes her head through the gap. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala beckons Bobolai to follow...hmmm what's going on? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ye... Olde... WHAT... tavern? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai closes the door, snow on her nose. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Why had I not noticed the name of this place. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me neither. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( go google "ye olde * tavern" ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( bwahahahaha ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Snow? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peeks outside through the windows. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: why else would you want to drink a spice wine? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Irya's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because it is my favourite...And I like the way it burns my cheeks. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And my lungs and my body. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: makes you feel like a dragon? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...After a good red spiced wine we get a woman and stay warm...If you know what I mean. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It just has a very comfortable burn :3 T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do you still... get casual with women? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now I am getting married to a person I love. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ...! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: woa T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife wanted me be happy again...I got my vengeance. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I finally found someone I like T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai claps at Irya's performance. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai agrees! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya notices a gray and dog with scars all over it's body running up to him. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya notices a gray dog with scars all over it's body running up to him. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets the dog. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello there Shadow. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Want something to eat? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as Shadow nods. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pets a doom dog. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala peers intently at the dog. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives a steak to Shadow. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here...We can share lunch. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This dog has been with me since I was born. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a gift from my father. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: You must be fairly young... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This dog is Immortal... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am 38. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala crosses his arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This dog...Is a Ultimate Immortal Killing Machine. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: uhm, *AN ultimate. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I consider him human. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My only real friend. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Greetings T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala gallantly tips his hat to Davent. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Been with me in good and bad times. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent tips hat to Duvala T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: I'll bet he's deaf :P T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He isn't. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: *snicker* T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Just messing with you. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He also has emotions...So...don't make him angry :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets Shadow. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No I am serious. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He ripped a guys leg clean off. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: guy's* T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stretches out a hand to Shadow, but on hearing Irya, retracts it quickly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: I refuse to let a pet threaten me... We shall see if this 'immortal' can survive being cleaved in half? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent Hides his legs T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: carry on..... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Believe me been there done that. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala begins shapening his legendary axe... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Notice the scar across his body? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He got cut by Satan himself...Didn't die. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya notices that Shadow growls as he hears the name Satan. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry boy :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Satan ain't that bad...make one hell of a coffee. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes actually. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Alrighty then... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really Good Coffee. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But he hits like a truck. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or even harder...Like 10 tanks! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: whats a tank? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A term people use in the other world. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Shadow is very gentle actually... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gave him my 5 month year old daughter and he treated it like a princess :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: her* T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: lol T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Of course. It's all clear now. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: a her. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He even slept next to her when she used to be sick. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A her!!! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pets a doom dog. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ring A Ding The Mage! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl is discussing the weather with Bob Natorick. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Sarl. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala puts his axe away and meaders off to find less frivilous entertainment. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Very Gentle creature...Although he has teeth made out of swords and a bite as strong as a shark T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i hope that's just a metaphor T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He eats Ebony for breakfast :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nope...Sword like teeth... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And a bite similar to a shark bite. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fluffius: What does that have to do with the 10 tanks? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Made out of metal and Extremely SHARP! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Satan hits like 10 tanks. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not Shadow...Shadow bites like a Shark. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Easily ripping limbs and bitting through metal. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: I'm not wearing any metal. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: 8eep T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is startled and yells, "Eep!" T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Throws Shadow at you. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees Sarl doing the Spiderman dodge. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai SCREAMS loudly as Shadow lands on her, pinning her to the ground! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs as he sees Shadow licking Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is slathered in dog saliva. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl is discussing the weather with a shadow. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Go easy one her :) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mutters, 'eeep', as Shadow finally stops licking her. 'This is a huge dog...' T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( if it was female i could've called it a bitch! ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: lol T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: lol T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: lol T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He would hate you for it...And possibly kill you. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Or rape. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Or both. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: sarl no T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: porbs T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Stop jumping on that female! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Stop it! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: OH GOD WHAT IS HE DOING T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I HOPE ITS JUST DOG STUFF T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Leave that German Shepard alone! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl moves toward a Ghost Gecko seemingly wanting to shag. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...We discussed this! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl is tries to start a fight with A slinking shadow and ties his own arms in a knot. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Stop it man...I removed your sack for a reason? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on! T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets up and removes Shadow from the female thus and kicks the female. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ow T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: and thanks T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not you... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( He wasn't jumping on you lol ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( he was jumping on a German Shepard lololololol ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( wait really? sheeze ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Do you seriously think I condemn dog rape lolol ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Unless... ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( It is absolutely ridiculous. ) T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Condom dog rape? T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nope. T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: please, not this foul language T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Ah... condemn... T3/r7/2014-07-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Where do you have foul language? T3/r7/2014-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the Inn and sits down on the stool. T3/r7/2014-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points his finger up and the Innkeeper nods. T3/r7/2014-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Same thing as always Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the Red Spice Wine as it lands on the bar infront of him. T3/r7/2014-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Davent: Greetings. Would anyone like to share a drink with a tired fellow in the bar? T3/r7/2014-08-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: A cry goes up, alone at first, then is joined by one or two. It builds a bit throughout the land, as voices join the call. Justice! Justice! JUSTICE!! T3/r7/2014-08-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica picks some wild parsley and rosemary sprigs, as justice is served T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the violin. T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You are splashed with blood from Devout Duvala as his skin is slowly peeled away by Norja. T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oops that might have been a accident. T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Hey Joshy! T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I did it again! T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Clean this up will ya! T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala grabs his flesh, "I'll be taking that back now!" T3/r7/2014-08-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing her violin. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders into the pub, attempting to sit down elegantly. Instead, she slips on her own cloak, and lands on her bottom next the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: whoops T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, well. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello there pretty lady. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I can drink beer from down here, too T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs Kalaya's hand. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kisses Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points up. "There are rooms up there for privacy, you know." she says, before unsteadily getting to her feet. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is my wife. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nice to meet you, Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: How come I haven't seen you around the pub before? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is new around here. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, help yourself to a pint. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: thanks T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a stool for his beloved wife. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs a huge glass, shoving it under a keg. She brings the full glass to her lips, beer splashing all around her. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: thanks, i'm fine T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hungry? Kitchen should be open still. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where's that Duvala man... he normally makes the food here. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Look at the time...We gotta go. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See you later. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: thanks, nice meeting you T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Enjoy yer day then. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the pub drunk. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Welcome back, sir Irya. Where's your lovely wife? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely walks up to the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Huh? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: your wife, Sir, where is she? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks around, as if Irya's wife could jump out from behind something at any minute. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence...Get me... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is sleeping... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sleepy!!! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Lawrence is somewhere in the back. What'd you like to drink? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence...Water... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Water. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina Yells to Lawrence in the kitchen. "Bring the man some water, Lawrie!" T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you...Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How is da wife? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't have a wife T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not you...Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence...Come on...Wife... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Busy huh? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina plays with her fancy daggers, leaving holes in the wooden counter. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You know Lawrence doesn't like to talk. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But he got a ...wife. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Always have to drag things out of poor Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hey, Lawrie, mind giving us another beer there? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes the jug of beer from Lawrence and thanks him for it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I drank a lot of scotch...Haha! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Might be slightly drunk. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Slightly? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Slightly!!! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya almost falls from his stool. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Think you're way past slightly, friend. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina catches Irya's stool before it falls. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thankz T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sure, Captain Drunk. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I stopped drinkin'. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, have more water then. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or coffee. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks some water. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Perhaps some slop, to fill your stomach. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I had had coffee. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, do you have any slop left in the kitchen? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...slop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Slop's good for you T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Gotta eat something T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yuck... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not hungry...Gonna throw up...If...I...do. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It'll look the same when it goes down as when it comes up, but it fills you up all the same. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you throw it up, Lawrence can just add it to tomorrow's batch. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya falls off of his stool. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: ... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina isn't going to complain, she's hungry. She accepts some slop from Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and puts the stool back in place. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, you're up T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his daughter's dagger and stabs it at the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Who's your daughter? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a cold look. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina examines the dagger, nodding as she runs her finger across the back of it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pretty little knife. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his locket and shows you the picture of him and his daughter. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aww, that's a nice picture. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at the ripped off part of the pic. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: ALrighty. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What's missing? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down and takes the dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: or rather... who? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points the dagger at his wedding finger. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well alright then T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya carves a plus and minus on the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a big gulp of slop, swallowing before tasting. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at a family down the street through the windows. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You getting drunken depression, mate? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the locket. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I take that as a yes T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs, and adds her beer to the slop in an attempt to make it taste better. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the locket from your hand and puts it around his neck. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the picture of him and Kalaya and gently smilesn T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the picture of him and Kalaya and gently smiles. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I was wondering what the other picture in there was T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya raises his hand. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina tosses a key at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely grabs the key. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can use one of the rooms upstairs to sleep in, if you'd like. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya raises an eyebrow at The Vixxen Dyvina's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Chicken...Please. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You're too drunk to drive home. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks at the plate Lawrence hands Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who says I am the one driving. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's... Chicken-shaped slop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Fun T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It used to be chicken T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly moves away his plate. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Got anything... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Other than slop? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well if you won't eat it, I will. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 'Course he does. Sloppy Joes T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not hungry. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Slop, in two buns. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can always just have the buns. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives the plate to Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hungrily dives in. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Vampires don't have time to dislike food. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his silver sword and looks at its carvings. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Justice,Valor,Glory,Vengeance,Love,Hate ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: All in English eh? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ancient Wolf language. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, the wolves. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Paladin wolves, am I right? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his silver sword back and pulls his steel sword. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher Wolves. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his sword's reflection. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Witcher Wolves? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sounds like they shed. A lot T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A witcher is a professional monster hunter and dragonslayer etc. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina haphazardly launches her empty plate into the kitchen, where it lands in the sink with a "clink". T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mmm, so you shed and have a lot of dirt on your boots? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We wolves use this language to enchant these swords with the power to kill monsters easier T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sounds like... fun, I suppose. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You get women money glory and a free coat. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And also basic magic spells and a wide variety of alchemy knowledge T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: None of that interests me, apart from the free coat. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks at the holes in her cloak. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This one's slightly old. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mine is older. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 200 years old to be exact. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But free, still T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And free outranks old by a long shot T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need to earn it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hah, earn the cape of a wolf? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not likely, Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I prefer just floating around and doing as I wish. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This coat...Is resistant to fire ice and shock aswell as it is very resistant against physical aswell. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Interesting T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Been in my family for 3 generations. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Two hundred years = 3 generations? Short-lived, are you? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 2 died sadly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The previous 2. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So it was passed on. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Obviously :P T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's a pretty colour, I'll give you that T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Black with a touch of gray. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also this fellah has been through 5 generations. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his shadow as it turns into a gray dog with scars. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Massive Typos!!! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come here boy. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets the dog. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is Shadaau...I call him...Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, that's... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose that's logical T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah :) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This sword has been in 2 generations. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And this amulet in 6 generations. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't even have generations T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do...They mostly died to...humans. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have a sister, a younger sister. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have 2 brothers. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: She's still alive, and I intend to keep her that way. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is her name? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: what T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I was telling him that you're my little sister T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: who? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My two brothers Tsunwu and Gamewizard. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, Lex T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello m'lady...Irya Stein Jameson. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: oh hi, i think Ghosty has you friended T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is this friended? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Yes he does...He is cool btw. ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: of course he is, hes a druid T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis struts proudly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya beams a smile at Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wearily stands between Irya and her sister. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So where are you from Eleksis? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Monster-hunter, eh? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: im lost T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you want to hunt vampires, don't do it here, alright? \ T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My sister's to be safe. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Depends who is gonna hunt you down first...Me or the Vigilants. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: your sister is a vampire shape shifter. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The Vigilants don't mess with me any more. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But As long as I don't see you eating people...we are fine. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, and you're capable of looking after yourself, but we don't want Lawrence's floors to be all wet T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: God you are lucky for that new law. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: With blood and things. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The new law? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My sword and my Dog would kill you both in seconds. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Who let the puppy in the bar? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Curious eyes follow Form Aldehyde as he runs around the room to hump every leg. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a part of me... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina tsks Form Aldehyde. You feel sorry for him. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Doesn't make him a dog now...does it? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde waggles his finger at nothing. Is he feeling ok? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow growling. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not your Shadow, Wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Whose Shadow is it then? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: this is certainly an interesting pub T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde pants and yips like a little puppy. Maybe he wants to be petted. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm talking about Aldehyde, who was supposed to be watching the herd of humans outside. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Kythrala, hello. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who was supposed to be killing you 10 years ago. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This new law states that you vampires are to be seen as human. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't kill me, Irya, and neither can Shadow. You know the rules. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: Well hello there, Dyvina! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bahn T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Silly, isn't it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya calms down Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But, it also protects wolves from my poison daggers, so I suppose both of us win T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde, won't you be a dear and make sure the humans haven't escaped? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as Shadow turns back into his own Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am resistant to poison. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am A Witcher rememeber. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde nods. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hugs StarKitten Kythrala. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Kyth, Lex, are you guys hungry? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those are prisoners out there right? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde growls. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: certainly! I can always eat. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not civilians? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good to see you guys empty prisons. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Being hunted by Witchers for most of your life creates a need to know their weaknesses, you know my daggers were made for the likes of you. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Prisoners? Some. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Some or all? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina calls on Lawrence to get some slop for Kythrala and Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If those are civils in there I have to ask you to release them. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks outside the window. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can ask as much as you like, but obviously I will not, I don't know civilians from prisoners. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They've all been in the Castle's dungeon for a long time. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I figured, they could use a walk before dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lifts his head up as Shadow appears behind him with 3 heads and huge muscles. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala seats herself at the bar, tucking a lock of dark auburn hair behind a small elegantly pointed ear as she does so. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Kythrala a plate of slop and a big spoon. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his amulet and aims it at Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is that true? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Would I lie? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis leans casually against the bar beside Kythrala, her violet eyes alight with amusement. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This amulet will determine it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala gazes down at the slop, uncertainly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khaleesi walks into the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eat the slop, Kyth, it's good for your stomach. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khaleesi looks at eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his pocket watch and looks at it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: now if only I knew a spell to turn this into good food. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, you know trespassing humans will be locked up and eventually eaten, that's the rule. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees the amulet glow blue. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence has bread... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his amulet and pocket watch back. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And what of children? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A child that trespasses is still a trespasser. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't see that in the rules. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khaleesi laughs at Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Children are considered clumsy and must be thrown out. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala shrugs and begins to cautiously spoon the slop into her mouth. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not eaten... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i wouldnt eat it T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina yells to Lawrence. "Hey, you got those special noodles back there?" T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly starts pulling out his silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is what the law states. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They'll be eaten when they're old enough, same as the rest. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Children MUST be brought back. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Khaleesi, welcome to the bar, are you hungry? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis peers into the bowl Kythrala is eating out of and grimances. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: why the hell is it brown? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well Lex, Lawrence has noodles too. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Noodles and slop's normally good. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala pauses in her meal as she spot some unidentifiable pieces in the slop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence in the bar, Irya, you're well aware. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: hey Kyt maybe theres the puppy you wanted T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde looks at Kythrala with puppydog eyes... obviously very hungry. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis grins evilly at StarKitten Kythrala. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh those pieces... they're... fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ratling fingers T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Just... don't chew, and you'll be fine T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina offers Eleksis some mouse noodles. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala gladly places the bowl of slop down for Aldehyde, her rosy lips forming into a tender smile. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will be taking the children with me. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the door and goes outside. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: you know me Dyvina, I only eat hearts. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde growls at Irya. Better leave the room before the fighting starts. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Do your thing. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Take them, they're half-turned, you can explain to them later why they're stuck between life and death forever. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow can bring their soul back! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Now, more slop, and more beer! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They have souls T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Half-souls T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Can't fix the half-turned. Only the fully turned. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is gonna revive them...don't you worry. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Quickly Shadow! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Have a bunch of hungry kids off my hands? Sure. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs a full glass of beer. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde suddenly looks way more intelligent than he actually is, and barks out audible words. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Have a nice day vampire. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: dem prisoners have escaped again... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala gazes about the pub, mildly interested by what's happening around her. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job Shadow...Let's go. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis hops onto the bar with a beer in her hand. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I always have a nice day, Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya leaves with the children following him. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a big gulp from her beer. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: well this establishment is certainly a lively one T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde he be stealing the children.... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Always is T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Witcher, my keys. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis considers tossing the beer at Kythrala... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'll be having them back, if a drunkard's stealing my children. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs back and throws the keys at Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina catches them mid-air. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry...Forgot that... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: all you'd be doing, Lexi, is wonders for my hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( EPIC! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i know but i dont like beer T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde howls at the moon. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Enjoy the kids, Captain Drunk. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala fondly strokes her hand through a lock of her dark auburn hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No problem! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde! Did you eat someone's slop again? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pockets her keys. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde wildly nods his head at The Vixxen Dyvina... he seems to be in total awe. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Kythrala, Eleksis, since the Witcher's leaving, it's time for some proper food. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to Lawrence to bring the steak from the back. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis casually pours beer down Kythrala's hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde drools all over himself -- making a TERRIBLE mess! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde... you know you shouldn't eat slop, you never sleep when you've had slop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Curious eyes follow Form Aldehyde as he runs around the room to hump every leg. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as he burned off the chains of most prisoners. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala lifts her gaze, a hopeful gleam in her emerald eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Sweet Burn! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands out four plates, one each for herself, Eleksis, Kythrala and Aldehyde. They have enormous pieces of steak on them. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eat and be merry, unless we have vegetarians in the house. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Wonder when they will notice most of their food ran away ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( the Dog's aware that he burnt the chains of three mass murderers and a serial killer ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde gulps down the steak in one large bite...walks out the door... he seems to be on some kind of mission. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( isn't he? ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis eats her steak quietly staring at the beer dripping from Kythrala's hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( The dog kinda did his own thing...I dunno why lol ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina calls out the door: "Aldehyde, be sure to count them when you catch them." T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina has a bite of her steak. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lex, now, why'd you go and mess beer like that? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: Dyv why didnt you go and waste beer like that? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I... was thirsty T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde just killed a pokemon?!?!? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And I don't want to drink beer from someone's hair... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i wasnt T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldeeee... you're not supposed to chase Pokemon... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina beams a smile at StarKitten Kythrala. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I don't mind, my hair will be extraordinarily soft after this T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: dammit i just buried a pikachu T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, your hair looks good like that. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Pokemon...seriously? ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: it doesnt smell so great though T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Since when did I release Pokemon lol ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde walks into the bar with sixty prisoners lined up... steak and caterpie juices dripping from his muzzle. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: well that's your fault T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Who's a good Alde? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cuddles Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis feels bad and rinces the beer out of Kythrala's hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Apart from murdering the caterpie, of course T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I dunno what you guys are talking about! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks audible words again... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis . o O ( no one does just roll with it ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Pokemon? ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: some man called questor told me to... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Seriously?!?! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis . o O ( pokemons are awesome! ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I hate Pokemon ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I love Spice And Wolf though :3 T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala runs her long fingers through her damp hair. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis . o O ( well i wanted to be a kitten now im a vampire, stuff happens ) T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde wonders what all these bubbles are floating in the air... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They're thinking out loud, Alde, you just have another steak T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: theyre mind reading bubbles if you touch it your subconcious will be on display T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You shapeshift into a cat, Sis, don't you? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks "Bacon?!?!?!?!" T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i do indeed T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As I shift into a fox to avoid the Vigilant T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis stares at the dog darkly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: it wont eat me will it? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Will what eat you? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aww, no, never. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde eats only slop, steak, and prisoners. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis rubs against Form Aldehyde and purrs contentedly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And caterpie, apparently. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Silly puppy. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala toys with gold cat-face medallion at her throat. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh cat form is so much fun T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Seems that way, Kyth, but I only go fox in emergencies! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde runs out of the bar... howling something about cat hairs and itching. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina commands poor Lawrence to bring out the litter boxes and the cat food. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I can understand that T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde! Take the prisoners back to the Castle, they've seen enough daylight for the year... And come back with Allergex T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i will not use a litter box, i am not a savage T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde drags a boy named allergex into the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I agree with Lexi T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They're private litterboxes, with cute little doors and everything *sigh* T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde quirks an eyebrow at The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No, not the boy Allergex... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Your cat medication! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: and yet you still poop in sand doors or no doors T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Fine, Lawrence, bring the fancy boxes. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: These - *points at the enormous Fancy Boxes* - are like real five star hotel bathrooms, just kitteh-sized. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They don't have sand. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Go put Allergex back in the stables, Alde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde leaves the bar and comes back in with something that looks like a pickle?!?! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis examines the "litter box". T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ugh, close enough... You may eat the pickle-thing if you want, Alde... did you at least put Allergex back in the stable? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina blinks innocently at Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: it will do.. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde begins nodding wildly, acting like the maniac he is. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This puppy... Here, Alde, good job, have some more slop T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts a bucket of slop in front of Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The cats might want to step out of the splash zone, Alde's a messy eater. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks, "bacon?!?!?!" T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina indicates that the splash zone is almost the entire pub. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I thought he was not to have slop T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There's something in there similar to bacon... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis lies belly down on the bar with chin tucked on arms. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well he managed to get Allergex to the stables without eating him... he deserves some slop today. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I supposed that counts T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Last time, he ate three of Allergex's fingers, and his friend's entire right leg. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Didn't you, Alde? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina fluffles Form Aldehyde's fur mercilessly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde starts gulping down the slop... fingers and bacon-like pieces flying everywhere, covering everyone with goop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh does this place have any honey ale? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina heads to the back to make some coffee. "I shall return shortly. Honey ale? Of course." T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis seems to avoid all goop without seeming to move... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde goes and lies next to eleksis... obviously very lazy after so much food. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde minding not to get too close. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis rubs Form Aldehyde's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: for allergies are a problem T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: obviously trying to be friendly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis grabs Aldehyde's paw and injects him with a strange liquid. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis drops the paw and grins. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde starts licking the walls. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: there you go Alde no more allergic to me T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis shows that the injection holds the anitoxen to her blood. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde is dragging Lil Kitten Eleksis around the room, slamming her into everything in his path. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: put me down! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde gently puts eleksis down... obviously avoiding her paws for fear of getting scratched. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis meows angrily at Form Aldehyde, sounding just like an upset kitten. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde is sulking quietly to himself. Better leave him alone. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis rubs against Form Aldehyde and purrs contentedly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde beams a smile at Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: wheres Dyvina and Kythrala boy? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: did you eat them? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks something about coffee and dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: and Kythrala? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: you ate that one? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde wildly nods his head at Lil Kitten Eleksis... he seems to be in total awe. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde beams a smile at Lil Kitten Eleksis. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: did she taste like beer? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde shakes his head. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: who ate what? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: he ate you T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: wait what his stomach is talking! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis pokes Aldehyde's stomach in confusion. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde looks at his stomach... obviously very confused. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde shrugs in response to Lil Kitten Eleksis's question. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Who ate hwat? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: what *? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I was about to ask that T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: we think he ate her T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde... Give Kythrala back T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sips her coffee and looks at Aldehyde sternly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right now. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis gets out of the puke zone. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I'm quite certain that I am not in the belly of a dog T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That is because Aldehyde's belly works differently than other dogs' bellies. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde! Come on boy, give us back the Kythy-cat T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: that just sounds disturbinf T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As indeed it is. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: it has it's own weather system?! T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde 's jaw unhinges like that of some monster out of a horror movie... and out comes Kythrala... covered in GOOP T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, good boy T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis flees from the goop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: well this is certain to cause a bad hair day T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er, Kyth, you might... You know, want to go shower in the little kitty's room T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde looks frightened... he obviously doesn't know how to fix it. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't worry about it, Aldehyde's stomach goop is good for hair T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala flicks some goop off of her. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis jumps out of the way. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't worry, Lawrence will clean up. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And yes, it does have its own weather system, ever since he ate that moon. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala transforms into a small black cat, before sauntering into the little kitty's room. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pets Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aww T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina lets Lawrence have a coffee break while she speedily cleans up Alde's goop. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala saunters back out of the little kitty's room, her black fur damp. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Did you have a good shower there, Kyth? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: as good as a cat possibly can T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: May I offer you the services of our kitteh-dryer? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: did you wash behind yer ears? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde! Get the Kitteh Dryer T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: yes and yes T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: i wouldnt its a trap T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: or did you eat that too? T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina remembers that he did eat it, and saunters into the back room looking for the spare. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde drags one of the chairs closer and looks at dyvina questioningly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina walks back into the bar holding the Kitteh Dryer, nearly trips over the chair that Aldehyde dragged across the floor and puts the dryer on the bar, before plugging it in. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde, you're not supposed to eat the appliances. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala gracefully hops up onto the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina switches on the Kitteh Dryer, and it immediately blows Kythrala off the bar in a puff of air. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Whoops, guess I put it on Lion mode... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sorry... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina helps Kythrala back onto the bar before putting the Dryer on the perfect setting and letting it do its job. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde, go learn your doggy words. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala purrs contentedly. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It seems to be closing time for the pub, since Lawrence has passed out in his coffee... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde walks out of the bar... muttering something about more fun and the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't want to put you all out in the cold, so you are welcome to stay in one of our lovely rooms upstairs, or share Aldehyde's doggy basket... T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I'd rather not be eaten again too soon T3/r7/2014-08-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs her black coat from the rack and pulls it on, before disappearing out the door of the pub in search of some trolls to kill. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde pants and yips like a little puppy. Maybe he wants to be petted. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pets Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde pants and yips as Bobolai pets his furry head. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai waves goodbye to Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks at the Witcher Wolf, walking in the distance. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls two big dragon skulls with his chains tied up to their eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: More dead dragons? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Suppose I should've expected that from a Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Long story short...They kinda messed with the wrong guy. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You didn't even bring dragon meat for Lawrence to cook, did you? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde comes walking in, wondering what all the commotion is about. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence Here are the dragons! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You gotta pay me 10000 now! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde, good job catching Allergex yesterday. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: We don't pay for your meat, you don't pay for your drinks. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: you know the rules, wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I did pay... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok fine...Lawrence you owe me 5000! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These dragons were messing with your food! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't listen to him, Lawrence. We're hungry, go fashion up some dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No No! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It says here payed well for hunting down two dragons! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Codex grabs a bottle of booze and sits in the corner watching all the drama unfolded. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at the paper. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Paid in drinks for a year T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am here for the first time woman! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well maybe the second time! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points at the very fine print at the bottom of the paper that says : "We won't pay you in real money, we'd rather give you discount on drinks" T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Fine...Where do I mount these skulls? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: zyboria walks in...hello everyone T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Evening, Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello there friend. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shakes Zyboria's hand. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde, go help Lawrence smash the meat, so the guests won't notice it still has bones in it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is all bone. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I ate the meat. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is pretty delicious actually. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well we'll mix it with something T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: zyboria shakes Iryas hand and sits at the bar T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence! Bring Zyboria a drink man! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( lazy ol' Lawrence. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: nice heads irya T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hunted them down myself. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: your mounting them? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No they are gonna do it...To spare me the effort. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... finally some people... but where's the rum? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: well paid for, Im sure T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence! Greeneye wants rum! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nope. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They aren't paying me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: what! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Giving me discounts. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: We are paying you. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: In discounts. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You signed the contract, Wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: ahhh nothing finer I hear T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is not paymenr and i didn't sign anything. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I picked up the bounty...Same as 3 others before me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It was on a Board! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...hoe big is the discount? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: hmmm.... did you read ths fine print? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 95% T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ooooh! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is good! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Boost it up to 100% T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You have a tendency to break glasses, so you still have to pay the other 5% T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now that's something... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I payed for those...I think T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No, you did not T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde curls up and lays his head on his paws. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You drunkenly ran out and released my dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I helped those children! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A very rude thing to do, releasing a vampire's dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde growls at Irya. Better leave the room before the fighting starts. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't know what my dog was thinking. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If Aldehyde hadn't gone out and rounded the herd up again, I would have gone hungry for a night. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...I think I did. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And a hungry vampire... is not a nice vampire. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I saved the kids at least. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh believe me... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde sent Allergex after the kids T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have seen a hungry one. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I gave it a piece of my silver to eat. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Master Greenye, Zyboria, are you hungry? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: as long as its only children and not lizards for dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this is my second time here and I still don't understand all this fuss... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The kids are off the district! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There are NO more kids in your herd! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: kids are shop juicy though! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina yells into the kitchen: "Lawrence! Bring out the Dragon-slop, with the kiddie fingers... If you'd be so kind." T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I'm fine,rum is enough. I had lunch three days ago T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those are Nekkar fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: oops *soooo T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not kiddie fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs at the sight of Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Very... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't know why I even let Witchers into this fine establishment any more. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: zyboria starts mumbling something about auto correct T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Suppose it's only because your dragons are high in protein. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is not fine and I have the right to walk inro your room if I wnated to T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am allowed to walk in hell even! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes the plates of dragon slop from Lawrence and hands each of you one, leaving Aldehyde's in the corner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde, limit the splash zone, we have nice guests this evening. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops the slop on the ground and kick it to Alde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: yum extra fingers! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah Irya, you never eat our food. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Disgusting. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You only drink our beer and steal our dinner. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina dunks her spoon in the slop and brings it to her mouth. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria thanks The Vixxen Dyvina heartily. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just a question, how do you show action? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am kinda done with your drinks aswell. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina using the other hand, she fills a huge mug with rum and hands it to Greeneye. "That'll wash the slop down nicely." T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde suddenly realises that the word slop was mentioned and perks up. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh,thanks T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria searches madly for her bottle of Jose Cuervo 1800! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the slop to Alde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here you go. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde, two plates of slop wait for you in the corner :) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A lovely puppy, that one. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, Zyboria, don't mind our only regular, he's a grumpy old wolfie. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: drinks on me tonight! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I can clearly see that T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde gulps down both bows of slop, with the vigorous gusto that only he is capable of. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets his warhound Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, time to venture and grab some bounty! cheers for now! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: splashing everyone in a two metre radius with slop. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who wants to kill some monsters...Who??? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You do...yes you!!! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Enjoy your evening, sir Greeneye. Your room will be well cleaned and ready for your return! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My sweet little puppy. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: finishes the slop and wipes her mouth with the dingy napkin Dyvina was so kind to leave her T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, you know Shadow and Aldehyde don't like one another... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde promptly goes to sleep in the corner, dreaming about doing a zoology assignment. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes that is why I am holding him with silver chains. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks very much. I will pay for it when i return. If i retuen that is. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Otherwise Shadow would kill him in a second T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you like the napkins, wait until you see the towels in the rooms, Zyboria! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Isn't that right boy? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think you forget Aldehyde can and will eat anything. His stomach has its own weather system. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as he sees Shadow's sword-like silver teeth. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: and his jaws can unhinge to fit your puppy inside any day. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cuddles Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My dog can bite like a shark. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Zyboria some rusty room keys. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He can bite through metal. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You may stay for free, ma'am. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: will be taking a room for the night then! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He can bite through everything T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde perks up at the mention of Shadow, and growls so fiercely that the walls reverberate. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And look at this. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Easy, Alde. Have more slop! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: zyboria wants to see the drama unfold T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina beams a smile at Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Never a dull moment. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets up and stabs Shadow through the head. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his pocket watch and looks at it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as he sees Shadow rising up like nothing happened. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya claps at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria pulls out her assault rifle and guns Irya down in cold blood! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That Imortallity surely doing you well friend. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And yet, Shadow once had one bite of Lawrence's Dragon Slop, and suffered food poisoning for two weeks. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks something about digesting and never coming back. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: no killing dogs inside three bar! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His body refreshes after death. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And if he gets crushed to pieces he just reapearrs behind me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is resistant to everything including disease. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And yet he can't handle Dragon Slop T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He ate most of the Dragon meat! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde promptly goes back to sleep. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws the Dragon slop at Shadow and observes as he eats it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs as Shadow promptly gags and chucks all of it back up. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Eat it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees Shadow turn into a Three Headed Death Hound. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes another round of slop from Lawrence, and gives a bucketful to Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence in the pub, Irya. Put your dog away. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya giggles as he sees Shadow ripping the slop. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey he likes eating like that. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is my dog. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No matter, rules are rules, and our guest here is trying to eat. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points excitedly at Zyboria! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good boy Shadow...Now come to papa. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets Shadow and orders him to sleep next to Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches a fly buzz around in the pub's window. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde looks at the bucket and closes his eyes... clearly content with the food he received earlier. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Alde don't you mess with my dog he is gonna rip you into shreds...And I don't want to get thrown out. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good boy! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Righty-oh boy, you can have the rest for breakfast. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can I pet Alde? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alde doesn't like Witchers T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So, I wouldn't suggest it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good then he won't have a problem with Shadow sitting next to him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks as Shadow totally ignores Alde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde ignores Shadow... clearly not intimidated by such a measly little thing. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 3 Headed Death Hound and a Vampire dog. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Kinda suprised there. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina mops the floor with a dirty mop. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yup Shadow compared to little Alde is like Goliath compared to David in size lol T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...Shadow you been working out? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You look a lot bigger. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: and we all know how that story turned out... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I said in size! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, if you don't mind, I'm going hunting. Alde, look after the pub for me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde barks at The Vixxen Dyvina scaring her senseless. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina throws her hunting cloak around her shoulders, and straps her daggers to her waist. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will look after this...pub. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde just licked The Vixxen Dyvina's hand. Interesting. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina cuddles Form Aldehyde. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Make sure the Witcher follows the rules. If he doesn't, Lawrence will know what to do. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If I see you in human teritory you are gonna have a problem. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde licks The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woods and Caves...Only! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's if you see me, Irya, and I, for one, am very difficult to find if I don't want you to. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If there are bandits I expect a massacre. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow can see everything. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Even invisible and fast things. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I rely on him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He can see what's invisible and hidden, he can't see a stalking vampire. Nobody can, and ye shan't find me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I said he can see EVERYTHING. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina dramatically swooshes out the door and slams it behind her, completely disappearing in the snow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come here Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence you got anything...Not sloppy? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde perks up at the though of bacon. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya and Shadow cut a dragon's head clean off. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die you nasty little bugger. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde quirks an eyebrow at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks around slowly thinking. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No treading blood into the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( This is another area. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( better be. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( It is :3 ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the locket of Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Round the Bugger up! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are going back in town to pay off this bounty. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But...We are gonna have some dragon meat first. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts slowly but surely skinning the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hard skin this one. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow help me out here will you? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to Irya T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, whose this? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: another dragon? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...This one attacked the king. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kinda killed him now. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I can see that perfectly clearly T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it tasty, the dragon meat? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rather unnecessary. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya and Shadow start ripping the Dragon's skin. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes and No. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow hold it's jaw! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm, then why eat? when you can sell? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts ripping the skin from the top. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Isn't worth it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Humans die of this meat. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... i've never tasted a dragon before T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way... i am a human T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps ripping the skin from the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't eat it then...Full of bacteria. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will take note of that T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Unless you cook it...REAL GOOD! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And then freeze it and cook it again. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: See, Irya, I don't eat all humans. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( You at the pub I am at the forest. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts checking the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...We got ourselves a female. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how do you know that? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The horns. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait... never mind... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at a group of armed men coming towards him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i got to go. still have to kill two more vampires T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I suggest you stay back. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leaves before anything happened T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And I gave you rum... But well, kill vampires if you so must, as long as I'm not in the midst of it. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks towards the armed men without any worry. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gentlemen. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I think The Prince sent you yes...Judging by your symbol. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, no. not your kind. the ones that attacked the human village T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the armed men with his head high. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh, you mean the Half-Turned that Irya set free? Yeah, go get those. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not much of any talking huh? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They're really all yours. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I healed them! ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I healed them! ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? it was you? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Children! ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( I freed and cured them. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well then, i should thank you T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks as the mounted men charge at him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges the slash from one of the men and grabs his arm and knocks him down from his horse thus breaking his arm. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Clearly you didn't do a very good job if they still managed to destroy half a village, but that's just my opinion. If you never set them free, they'd never have gone on a rampage. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the fallen man's blade and throws it at one of his comrades which ends up with a sword through the fellas neck. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps dodging the sword slashes from the mounted men. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Lackeys...Five of them...2 dead ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Show offs. ) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his chain and tosses it at one of the mounted men. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as he chains the horse and rider to the ground. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and sees Shadow charging at the two standing men. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya blinks and sees the men lying on a pool of blood with their necks ripped. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks up to the chained man. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns with a sack of gold T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you finished yet? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs as he sees the man trying to escape. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wait a second. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps stepping on the man's head agressively. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya calms down and turns around to face Greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...I am done. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The usual assassins. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... assassins... huh... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Not very skilled ones killed them with no effort. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One is still alive there...Shadow finish him off. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should be more aware of who i target next time T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps talking to you while Shadow keeps ripping the assassin. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...You should. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, see you at the pub T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Pathetic fools. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I guess. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Want to go in together? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sure thing T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mind If you help me chain up this dragon? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes some chains and hands them to you. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont mind T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...So...Chain up on the horns. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes the chains T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya chains the dragon on its jaws and eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye chains the rest of the parts T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow!!! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think that's all T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kova da'Skadda! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as he sees Shadow transform into a monster with huge muscles 3 heads and can walk on two of its feet. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Use those arms a little will ya! T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he hands him the chains. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Shadow will pull we will talk. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is this? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't mind the Huge Muscles Hands and 3 heads. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is my dog in his true form. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I've never seen this kind of creature before T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a Death Hound Lord. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also known as Lord Of The Hunt...Capable of using Dark Magic against his foes. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only one of his race. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He has been with my family for 6 generationsn T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i promise i didnt kill them T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is immortal and extremely powerful with useful uttilities. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are Immortal. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, that would make it more hard to do so T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And you couldn't if you wanted to. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is capable of killing 10 soldiers in a second. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but you know... as a master assassin, i learnt that there is always a way around things... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just that it is much more difficult and take ages to do so T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Even against a Immortal dog with skin as hard as the hardest metal and with the bite of a shark...Aswell as the capabilities of a Spartan soldier and Warlock. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't think so. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The only thing that can kill him is the Sun. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have to think about that T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, there is that T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And we all know that the sun can't swallow a person here. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And it can't breathe. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? oh... he is a death hound... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Death Hound Lord. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Different than a normal one. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you know what i mean.. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But we can't kill this thing now...It is impossible. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where is the pub again? i think im lost T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My favourite time of year is coming Autumn. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just down this road. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Beautiful orange leaves and nice weather :) T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gives me a fuzzy feeling. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry for my ignorance, i just get lost very easily T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is ok. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...So you are a master assassin right? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, indeed i am T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here is a tip...Don't mess with me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or you might end up like those 5 back there. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And you seem like a nice guy. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do it for yourself and to my sake. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually i was one then i got sidetracked into becoming a mage then lost all my properties in a bet and had to live off like this T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true story... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees the pub T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There it is. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it isnt that bad since a little bit of magic does help T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I became a Witcher because I had to save my bro T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the pub T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what does a witcher do? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Professional Monster Hunter etc. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: suits you T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kinda does. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was originally a lawyer. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye nods T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops his jaw T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes Yes... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wha...what? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A lawyer. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Before I became a Monster Hunter. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a lawyer? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes a Lawyer. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You heared me. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, it seems im not the only weird one around here... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I only did this to save my brother from Immortality. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By killing him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm, may i ask, who is this brother? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He killed mother and father...He kiled my other brother. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jack Jameson. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A.K.A T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gamewizard. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sad past... T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is still alive somehow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, immortality needs to be killed several times T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: depending on the type of immortality T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I removed it from him and gave it to Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, well, thats one way T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...well see you later. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im back! where's my rum? T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: see you T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya exits the pub with Shadow following him. T3/r7/2014-08-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves at Irya T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drags 5 dead goblins impailed with his chains. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo subtly corrects 'impaled'. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn my typos lol T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why do I always put a I damn! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Here are your goblins. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo subtly corrects 'an'. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Seriously? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Yes, Bamboo is subtle. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aaaand...Killed the goblins. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives his dog a piece of steak. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...That steak is suprisingly well kept although it was in my pocket. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Good job. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those are five goblins,nasty little buggers. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ziran: goblin on a stick? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so erm who wanted the goblins dead? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli raises his hand. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Him! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pets Oquichtini Ometotchtli. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli points excitedly at an altar boy! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: and why? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli: Goblins smell funny T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno either. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is my payment? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I did my job. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli: I promised you 5 barrels of ale. Unfortunately I already drank 'em all. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...100 gold per goblin. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oquichtini Ometotchtli: So no payment for you T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slaps Oquichtini Ometotchtli. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Payment sir! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his silvers sword. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hands Irya 100 gold. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I hope this will help you a bit. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 100 per goblin...You must give me 500. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good now 400 left. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep it coming. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is cheap. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...500. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No excuse me...400. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Oquichtini Ometotchtli. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai THWAPS Oquichtini Ometotchtli for being a moron. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: does that sword kill werewolves? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kills everything that is a monster...besides me. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It has my symbols and it doesn't damage me. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts sharpening his silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai squats down to admire Irya's... sword. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...Where is the rest of my payment. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are looking at the wrong sword. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Pretty sure it's the right one. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets up and starts removing his belt. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai boggles at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just kidding :) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Haha! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...where is my payment. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Ome seems to be distracted. Let me try... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes out a slim dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai makes a small slit in Ome's moneybag, and gold falls out of it! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai struggles to catch the gold with bare hands. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: hmm... 200 gold. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 200 more. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gives 100 gold to Irya, and cackles with glee as she stuffs the rest of the gold down her shirt! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims his sword at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Give me the rest. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Everyone look at what Irya's doing! Pointing his sword at me! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya cuts Bobolai's shirt and orders Shadow to pick the satchel from the ground. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Have a nice day. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slaps Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You actually dare to do that? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...I didn't even feel that. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai kicks Irya in the face. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't feel that either. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grumbles, holding her shirt together. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a cloak from the dead goblins and give it to Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a cloak from the dead goblins and gives it to Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peers intently at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: guess my technique doesn't work when there's not enough people. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wraps the cloak around herself T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What tehnique. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What technique. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Nobody around...Maybe that person over there. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai waves hello to StarKitten Kythrala. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: well hello there! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hello! What's your name? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala grins. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I am Kythrala, a pleasure to meet you T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Hello, Kaitrala, nice to meet you too. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you for your payment. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya exits the pub saying:"Pffft...Blood-Suckers." T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: So... what's your profession? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: hey! I'm an elf, I ain't no blood sucker T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Of whom? ) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai swats a mosquito. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: oh, well I wander mostly, I do the odd quest here and there T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: the 'adventurer', huh? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: yes, wandering dangerous places can give quite the thrill T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Dangerous? Like those catacombs south of the city? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh catacombs are fun! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what's your preferred way of taking out a monster? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: a mix of spells and combat T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up, waiting for you to eleborate. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I like to bore them to death with stories of my homeworld. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I'm not entirely sure how to explain it T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: oh? Where is your homeworld? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai 's suddenly sleepy head falls onto the table as soon as Lachdanan speaks. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Caladan. It's so peaceful! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh not the place for me then haha T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wakes up, rubbing her eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points excitedly at Loony Lachdanan! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Why did you cast sleep on me? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: How else was I going to rob you? *tosses your coinpurse from hand to hand playfully* T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I also might have drawn something on your face. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slumps into a nearby wooden chair. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Forget it, my money's gone and there's probably an inapproaite drawing on my face. I can T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I can't even be bothered now. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Would you like a drink? My shout (your purse) :D T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Nah, my day could get worse. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes out a waterskin from beneath her cloak, and drinks methodically from it. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sigh... Why didn't I just listen to Dad? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: what did you father say? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You know, the usual... go to school, study hard, lead a normal life T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: but I thought: So boring! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i decided to go wandering on my own! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: I see T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sometimes, I'm glad I didn't listen... that I lead a life that's actually interesting T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala nods. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: but other times... on bad days, when I'm hungry and penniless... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan flicks one of Bobolai's gold coins high in the air. While everyone is busy looking at it, he makes a hasty escape - but not before sneaking the purse back into Bobobai's cloak. There is honor among thieves, after all. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai boggles at the concept. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes out her purse and looks inside it... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slams the purse into the wooden table, then slams her own head and cries. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what... the... hell... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala pats Bobolai on the back in an attempt to comfort her. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai cries on StarKitten Kythrala's shoulder. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala comforts Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: hello. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is wringing Lil Kitten Eleksis's neck like a rag doll! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai screams loudly! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis peers intently at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: jee warm welcome much? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai suddenly releases Eleksis, realising what she just did. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sorry... sorry! I didn't mean... *sob* T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Just... just one of my.. moods... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: no worries, even has those days T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: and why haven't they formed a clan yet? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis orders a drink for herself and the other two ladies. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: clan? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( lachdanan mischanned ) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: oh sorry, you can't hear my inner monologue T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis . o O ( i see ) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I was musing about how many kittens there are, and how they should form a clan. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh honey ale for me T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis slides some honey ale across the bar top to Kythrala. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: all drinks are on me T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: it was too expensive i tried T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis: whatcha drinking Bobolai? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala happily sips at the mug of honey ale. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan whispers something in the ear of the barkeep, and slips him some coin. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh honey ale! A taste of home T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan saunters upstairs. A barmaid follows after a few minutes. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lil Kitten Eleksis sips on her sweet blood laced wine. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who I love infinitely and I would slay the universe for her. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: mis T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Talking about my wife...Don't judge! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wonders along a street somewhere and finds that he is lost T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the street with his dog Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wanders down the opposite side of the street holding a suspicious-looking bag. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye noticed some presence and hides in the shadows T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello there. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! it was you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye emerges from the shadow T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where am i? i think im lost again T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What are you two doing in a street like this? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are 5 blocks away from the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: being lost... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am just walking. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... i thought you were after my life... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you just have a strong presence around you. Both of you T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around to be sure nobody is around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is wrong? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is there somebody after you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nah, just paranoid. By the way what is that youre holding Dyvina? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's a bag of stuff T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pub things T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit...Why do you follow me everywhere I go! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Groceries. Can only get them in this stree T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: street * T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't follow you, Irya, I just happen to be in the places you hunt T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not hunting. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am walking around the city. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At this moment I am relaxing! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I took the day off. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye motions "coincidentally" T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes coincidence. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im always busy... being lost and found again. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Took the day off and you land in the Dark Lands? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Coincidence, I think not T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, wasnt that the pub then? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are aware that I am just passing through righz? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am not aware... at all T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And the dark lands are like only 10 blocks worth of teritorry. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The pub is on the edge of the Dark Lands, back that way T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: for you, that is T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points behind you. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It always changes places. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks, but i wasnt heading there T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank god you weren't. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why, you got bad memories there? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just hate... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whispers to Greeneye :"Bloodsuckers" T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are you looking at? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i understand T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am talking to a Master Assassin here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves his hand T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The pub changes places every 36 hours, it'll go where I feel like going T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I didn't eat either of you, did I? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can't If you wanted to. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because you would be dead by then. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i have met a lot of vampires so i wouldnt be afraid of them T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My first girlfriend was a vampire. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She lived nicely...Until I killed her. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mad woman. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damnation she wanted to suckle on my blood. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You killed who now? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My first ever girlfriend. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She was a vampire. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...yeah...You know the rest. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: one of the vampire lords taught me half of my skills T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Funny how you like to kill things that are already dead. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina starts walking past. "Are you coming, or staying lost?" T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i didnt kill him of course, i owed him a lot T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Non T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... a rest wont be that bad... could it? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I won't. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am only passing through here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am going to my sister's pub. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Suit yourself, Irya, Lawrence will miss you. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts to wander between choices T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The pub leaves for Abend in seven hours, should you wish to return there. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence owes me 10 gold for that goblin. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: who is lawrence? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which you won't get if you don't come along. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Apparently goblins like busting into the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence works in my pub, sweetie. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya unwillingly follows Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's get this over with. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, then its chosen T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, look at that flare! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs up to the door and opens it keeping it open for Dyvina and Greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs and walks down the street purposefully, making so many twists and turns through the narrow roads of the Dark Lands that you'd be lost if you weren't with her. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah thank you T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just so I can get my payment. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters last and closes the door T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is my gold Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is 10 petty gold man. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can buy myself a drink with that. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, yes, i almost forgot T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as Lawrence hands him over 10 gold. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Dyvina a sack full of gold T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, give Irya that beer you owe him, too. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this is for the rent T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And a barrel for the handsome human here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hapily accepts the beer that Lawrence gives him. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You may have a barrel of beer on the house then, Sir Greeneye! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How come you never eat Lawrence? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! free beer! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence it is weird that you are a human. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How come they don't eat you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes swigs T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence eats. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks his mug in a huge swig! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He eats what doesn't go in the slop T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't eat him because I get lonely. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And it's a win-win T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bonds, ties and contracts. that is all that i know of that will keep you alive from dangerous individuals T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have a lot of friends in the circle of vampires and wolves T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good beer...But my sister's pub is better. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And now you have another, Greeney. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It doesn't work now sadly. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Your sister's pub can go hang. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sadly, not so many within the humans T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Her pub serves the BEST steak and beef! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Meats and Vegetables in general. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And the company there is so dull. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is not! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye turns his ear at Irya T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a full pub! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She also is a bard and she plays songs. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Here we have the company that counts! Like Ol' ... that guy in the corner that's been here for a few weeks... I think he's dead. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm a Bard Leader, genius :P T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not a Bard Clan! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: a bard! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: leader? now thats something T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...She has no part. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She just plays the violin and flute. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to see her skills, but I'm busy. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Lawrence the mysterious bag. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And her pub is cleaner. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stares at the bag T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: All the more reason not to go there. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: steaks... hmm... it ahs been about a few years since i had any well cooked meat T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And she know everyone! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye raves about using #hashtags #for #everything! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Although, Lawrie, I think we should get rid of the dead guy in the corner... he might be a health hazard. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is friendly and all! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In her pub you always see warm faces :) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pokes ag the body T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, hes dead alright T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sucked dry T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina drags the body out of the pub and into the kitchen. "Lawrence! Grind him up and put him in for... texture?" T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye loots the body casually T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, that sounds down right boring, Ir. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is not! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: arg, my thieving habit! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This place is boring! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This place is funny and unpredictable, and... eccentric. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, that's the word. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eccentric. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Dyvina, have you went to a human pub before? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I tend to avoid human pubs... they er... Make me, slightly hungry. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think it will be fun to have you there T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, that reason T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She had a Witcher inside of there. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Too many Witchers in a human pub, often. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who is her husband for conveniance. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i can protect her... probably... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Too many humans in human pubs, too. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The hunger might just win T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey keeps your hands away from my sister. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Once she starts whooping not even I can save you. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i wasnt aiming for her money or anything T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I meant her butt. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is a attractive woman but she is married so keep away. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont even know what she looks like T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, let's get to the human pub then, if you all so wish. Lawrence, make sure Allergex doesn't get out. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I haven't seen here in some time. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is closed off...Not working now. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Very late hours. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Luckily this pub works 24/7 T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And why on earth would a pub not be open? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh wait, humans sleep. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Annoying habit, that. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is a elf. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: am i not a human then? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i only sleep an hour a day T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I rarely sleep. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I sleep like 2 hours every two days. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You're a special kind of human, and Irya's a dog, he has weird sleeping patterns. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, that explains why i have short term memory loss T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slaps The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And you are a blood sucker. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think i need to sleep more now... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolfen. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! and i though you were a human T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, you told me before... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am half human half wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't get mad when called what I am, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So, neither should you, puppy. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Call me a wolfen...correct term for it...It is like you are calling me a n. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast suddenly apears from the shadows. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Calling a wolf a dog is like calling a black person a n. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears behind HellaBeast with a sword to his throat T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whose this? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims his crossbow at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let him go. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: woah woah this humble battle-mage comes in peace. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles as sees Shadow behind Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You never stop calling me a bloodsucker, what goes around comes around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is what you are! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence in my bedamned pub, Witcher! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You suck blood! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears and returns to his original position T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, and you are a puppy. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolf! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Wolf!!! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Now, if we are all done threatening my customers... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok Hella? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mr Beast, would you like a seat? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah im fine T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and yah that would be appriciated. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gotta go anyway. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry there, i thought you were a monster of some sort T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come in Shadow...It is sleepy time. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See ya later Hella and Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to the only chair which still has all of its legs. "You can sit there, Mister Beast." T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: see you Irya T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: by T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya exits the pub mumbling to himself. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Remember to bring the meat next time, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What meat? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dragon Meat? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast sits in the comfortable chair. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Depends how I feel... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I might not. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Whatever meat you pick up by the roadside, as per usual. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a reccomendation for you...Go into elven lands! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, I think there's another chair here somewhere that still works. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My sister is there! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: meat? i have some here T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulles out two rabbits T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... for one? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed! You can give them to Lawrence, and we'll repay you in mead and beer. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: first come first served T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands the rabbits to Lawrence T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: mead is fine T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye faces beast T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm Speaking of drinks T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Using his might magical prowess summons a round of ale for everyone. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina poors three big mugs of mead, hands each of you one, and holds her own up to her mouth. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry for back there, my nerves were sharp at that moment T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: its ok T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye accepts both mugs T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so, tell me, who are you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to know that too, Sir Beast. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And also, what brought you to my fine establishment? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the "fine" establishment T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm me... i'am just a wondering Batllemage with nothuing left to do but explore the world and adventure. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: saunters in and takes her seat at the bar T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, no, i like it here. no negative feelings T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast summons a drink for zyboria T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Zyboria! Welcome :) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eldar and a Lizardman? Not edible T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So, I suppose we can all be friends. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: this is my good friend hellabeast. Zyboria shakes his hand T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: indeed and thanks for not eating me. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... im the only edible? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence is edible too T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: we did have fingers on the menu yestersay but today yours are safe T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: for now T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But I made Lawrence's mother a promise not to eat him, and I like you, Master Greeneye, so I shan't eat you yet. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: For everyone else, we have rabbit ears on the menu today, and ground bone. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye flinches at the "yet" T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria goes 'mmmmm'. Yummy! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: you know i have ben looking into research into magic for certain darkarts. maybe to sate your vamperic cravings some. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Zyboria, does lizardpeople eat humans as well? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria is drooling over something yummy. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My cravings are under control... I don't feel inclined to eat Greeneye yet. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina instructs Lawrence to make something to eat in the kitchen. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well alright then just let me know if you need my services. i have been practicing magic for my whole life afterall. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: but other meats, while not as juicy and tender as also T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: just OK T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye catches a hint of blood thirst in the air that he can only sense T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria waves. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You seem a good ally, Hellabeast. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i have things to take care of. i may not be back for a while T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, in this pub you will not be harmed, as long as you know that. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence rule and all. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: my duty calls in otyer parts of the fair land T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and heads to the door T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: why thank you dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good to know, thanks T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drags 2 deers and a dead vampire inside the Pub. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes without a trace T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast summons another drink this one for irya T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws the hacked and slashed vampire infront of Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina freaks the hell out. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Get that out of my pub. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rude. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts 2 deers next to the door. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm you know how i said dark arts? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This one tried to kill me. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No reason to bring it in here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, Beast? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast says with an evil smile T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And he got a broken jaw and a hacked body. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aldehyde, where are you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was busy! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Someone get that thing out of here, right now. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast uses some strange dark magic to creat a vampire zombie slave T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the corpse. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right, pub's closing. I have some... hunting of my own to go do. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina heads out, daggers at the ready. Elven Lands, is that right? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno either. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence cleanup here! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence has one boss. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My sister kinda disappeared. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good leave the corpse here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here are the meats. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence clean this. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well gotta go for real now...bye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: uh oh I uh might be losing controle of the... uh vampire zombie. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slashes the zombie's head off. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now you can't control him at all. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ok much better here i will take care of the remains T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See ya. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast transports the remains to another demension. o.O T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that should be all of them T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dusts his coat and started looting his attackers T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, one is missing T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes on the spot leaving a haze of air and appears behind one of the mage bandits T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you're not the only one who can blink, you know T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stabs him in the heart so that not a single drop of blood is spilt T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what's this? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picks up a paper with his face on it. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! a bounty? what have i done? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye thinks to himself and starts to nod at all the things he could have done to upset the humans T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens looks for someone to probe. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i should sort this out as soon as possible. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye got lost no longer than an hour later T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast sees greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hello what brings you here, my friend. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves at hellabeast T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good grief, im lost T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im happy that you found me T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where are we? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm... a forest i believe. i have no idea how i got here however. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aliens clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, so then, it must mean youre lost as well T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: last thing i remember was finding some creepy hut and then i woke up here. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks at Aliens T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, a moment, i sense a presensece T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Aliens T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yes indeed T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi there T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hello T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: excuse me, would you mind us to tell us where we are? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tilts his head slightly T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yes, that would be apreciated T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, in the meantime i should introduce myself to you T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you see i was under watch that time and i had to keep a sharp eye on my surroundings. Here, this is to compensate my mistake. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives a handful of gems to HellaBeast T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: why thank you greeneye. and there was no harm done so dont worry T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast beams a smile at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks around the forest looking for some escape. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm... i think i see the hut from earlier. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: My name is greeneye, i am... was an assassin. I somehow got lost both body and mind and ended up being a mage that mastered many magic. Then i returned T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: how is it you became lost? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now i consider myself a master assassin from the help of many different races T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thats a very short story T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i got sidetracked T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i see. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am very bad at managing and keeping time. It is because of this that i forget to sleep all the time T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and from that i sleepwalk from time to time making myself get lost quite easily T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: sleep is for the weak anyway. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh thats understandable, the sleep walking. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... that hut, what were you going to explain to me again? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i think i see it deeeper into the forest and im pretty sure its how i got here. maybe its a way out? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i cant see any other means. why not try it out? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye heads to the direction HellaBeast showed. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: right then lead on. but i have no idea what it is we might find inside T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast follows greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so, youre a following type are you? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well i will lead if your scared. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast walks up to the delapidated hut and peers in through the window. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you might as well. im not even sure wee going the right direction T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, this one... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm looks empty but something feals off T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im not that strong on the magic side T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i caan do some tricks but i cant undo them T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im like a police with cuffs but no keys for them T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm sounds like it could come in handy, i trained my whole life in all fields of magic, but im only so good with a sword and i dont use much armor so im weak to a lot of phisical damage. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: but i know a couple of tricks too. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast say utter some incantation and him and greeneye turn invisable! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast utters some incantation and him and greeneye turn invisable! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i know this T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its jusg that i learnt it from a vampire T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well if it will help try it T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, it is only a self ability T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ok well, in that case shall we procedd into the hut? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill check inside first T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ok let me know when your ready for me. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: since i learnt some thieving abilities when i was on the verge of starving to death T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picked the lock so fast it looked almost as if he casually opened the door. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: Nice. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye took a peek inside and entered later T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye came out T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the air is heavy inside T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea wonders what you are doing T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: very difficult to breath? or is it just stuffy? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm... the air does seem thicker somehow. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it just becaue it is old? or what? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: cant tell it is certainly old, but we will havee to explore to know for sure. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walked about the room as he casually looted random items from the floor to the ceiling T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn my habit! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast scans the hut looking for anything of value or a way of egress. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: ( T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: (oops...) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks up T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks up as well T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: do i know you, miss? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea looks around for someone to poke. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: there is someone else here greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: am i blind? or did someone just use magic on me? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast pokes Dradea in the ribs. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: maybe it was her? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hello? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea just poked HellaBeast in the eye! Look out you could be next! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hey thats my eye. Ow T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea just poked Greeneye in the eye! Look out you could be next! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im blind! im blind! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs around madly T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well know we cant have this can we T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: sooooooooooooooooooooo...what exctly os happening? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chants some phrase and drade is surronded by circle of firethere is no escape. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rubs his eyes and straightens up with his eye still watering T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: alright i thinkk i have the situation under controle T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: friend or foe? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: no idea T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea opens her fingers and a different color flame apears on each T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea walks through the fire, her fire going out T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: great to see this chan being used :D T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: neither yet T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well why did you jab our eyes T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks at dradea with more than a little anoyance. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wipes his eyes T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well do you know how to get out of the forest T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, i almost lost my eye sight for a moment there T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: nope T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: why? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: because we are lost T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually that is a good question... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: ah. would you like help? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: if so, follow me T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea starts walking through the trees T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows Dradea T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast follows dradea T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... where are we heading exactly? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea stops at a lake T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: look in this lake and you will find the way out T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stops next to her T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and will you be coming with us T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the lake T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea pushes them both in. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: lol T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: bait fishing ? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea watches as the lake bubbles and they emerdge, fully drenched T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast at the last second grants him and greeneye underwater breathing T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye skids on the surface of the lake T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: wow...so gulible!!! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast pokes Dradea in the ribs. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea just poked HellaBeast in the eye! Look out you could be next! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast spanks Dradea playfully. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i never knew walking on water hurts more than being bathed in one T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You join Dradea in a game of basketball with HellaBeast's head. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel whatches the marx brothers from a distant shore T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm good thing im know magic T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: so do I T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chants some strange melody and grows his head back T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: And? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: aahhhhh T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: that T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Dradea. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well that was certainly quite rude. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: okay...so now the way out? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea starts walking again. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it was quite fun, you should try it some time T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast follows dradea reluctantly T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just not with my head, i cant grow mine back T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nor can i stick it back on T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea walks to the edge of the woods T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast starts chanting and soon greeneye grows a second head identical to the first T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scurries behind them T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... what? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye fight with his own self T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea kicks the second head off. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its my body! T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, back to normal T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i love magic T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea watchs the seccond head still argue T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what to do with that T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea eats it T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well they say 2 heads are better than 1 maybe i can give it wings and it can follow us T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no no no T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh ok thna plan B then T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no Dradea T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no Dradea no T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: oops? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast picks up the severed head and drop kick it into the forest T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: problem solved T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are you a wolfen or a vampire? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: no, and? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: lol T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: just partly a cannibal T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... human meat... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points at where his second head flew off and then points at him self T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: oh, and a meat eater, and a lizard(wo)man T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... another one... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i wonder if she knows zyboria o.O T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greeneye suddenly shifts uncomfortably T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, they are summoning me again. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: who? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: AGAIN?!? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im not sure if i will be able to meet you again T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but till then be safe T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: okay...bye T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: by T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: these warlocks are very persistant T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it will take a long time T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i learned some interesting things from warlocks. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greeneye shifts the space and is sucked away but before he is gone you see his thumbs up. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well hmm shall we find a pub dradea? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast beams a smile at Dradea. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea punches HellaBeast playfully. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmmm.... T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea punches you in face, giving youu a black eye. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast summons a full bar and a couple of chairs. He pours a couple of drinks and hands on to her. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: why are you always hurting me? T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: good question T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea gets up and leaves T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Modi: s T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Modi: s T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: (???) T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala bows before Modi. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Modi: sorry T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav: He was roleplaying going s. T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Modi: ma T3/r7/2014-08-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav tickles Modi. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus walks in with a satchel full of gold. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala scoffs... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus sits on the stool next to you. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: Hey. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus: What is the name of the barkeeper? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilyadus looks at the barkeeper. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I missed you so very much! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: mis. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes I am talking to my incredibly hot wife :3 T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina glances down the street, wondering why her only customer today was a halfdead sprite which didn't even know it had wandered into a pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the street talking to Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: ...So that is how I basically became what I am today. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs. "By not maintaining your grooming schedule, wolf?" she says as she turns to go back inside. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...I am talking about the mutagen that was given to me,Vampire T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rather unexciting story, then. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Shadow remember that girl a LONG time ago you know? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That one! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The funny one. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina mumbles something about wolves talking to themselves and disappears into the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: ... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Seriously? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The one that turned me into a wolf? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Remember now? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Finally you remember something. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a shame she is dead. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We could have been best friends If nothing else. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps walking down the street talking to Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah I agree...Vampires these days. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Remember the time you and me used to kill them wherever we go? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn new laws! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is so correct...Give them their own land! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees a Alpha Nekkar next to the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah Dammit. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow Bring me his head. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks foward as Shadow bashes through the window of the pub bitting the Nekkar. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smashes the door and draws his silver sword slowly walking towards The Nekkar barely fighting for his life against Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just keep that little bugger down. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pushes Shadow away and grabs the Nekkars jaw thus ending it's life with a stab through the mouth. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are you looking at Lawrence? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry for the windows and door. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks up to Lawrence lowering his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry people! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sorry for the windows people! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye materializes from thin air T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I smashed the windows. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where am i? l T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is a dead Nekkar there. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In the pub...Again. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i barged in T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ignore the smashed door and Window and a Dead Monster here. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i had to use unlawful entry since i was lost and too hungry T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Talk to Lawrence or whatever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, it doesnt make that much of a difference anyway T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Lawrence! i want anything edible here! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, what happened here? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This Nekkar tried to bust in so I mopped his butt. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you should try doing it outside next time. there is more space outside T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He was on the roof. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, then you have a good excuse T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina walks into the pub, looking furious. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are there anyone else here? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What the hell have you done to my pub, Irya?! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, hi Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a excuse. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, he does this time T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The rules say no violence in the pub. What is your excuse? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This little bugger tried to lay even more buggers on the roof. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Was it inside my pub? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And Violence and all. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Because if it was, YOU VIOLATED THE RULES T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It was near the chimney. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well it's bloody inside now. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Was it alive inside the pub? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't keep killing it if it comes in here, you bloody... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It kind of busted in. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If it's in the pub, stop killing it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Doesn't matter... If it busts in, drag it outside and kill it there. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So It can kill Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence respawns. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't have any choice these ones bite really hard. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ugh, well, you killed it anyway. Lawrence, take the body and go make some meat waffles or something for Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye chows down some strange things that Lawrence brought T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his bloody silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job Shadown T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Clean up the mess you've made, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And fix the windows. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will give you 20 gold If you clean this up and 50 If you clean this. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Deal? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence quiet as usual. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts her face in her hands as Lawrence begins to clean Irya's mess. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just saved you from annoyance! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those Nekkars are Godamn annoying! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes well, maybe it was just hungry. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This isn't a pub for nice people T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They eat everything in the kitchen the rip clothes and all. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's a pub for hungry things. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a monster not a people. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's why I said "hungry things" T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why did It want to lay eggs on your roof! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye freezes and drops his cutlery T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't know, I could've used the eggs for omelets T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: things? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nasty Nekkar omelets, but omelets nonetheless T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They can't be broken. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those eggs are as hard as steel. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And extremely heavy! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Steel can be broken with patience. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nekkars are heavy and the roof goes bye! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, if you're not going to have that finger, can I get it? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? finger? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he sits infront of Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye curls his fingers T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow why are you sitting infornt of her! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, they are mine T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Please get your dog out of my personal space. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya giggles as Shadow jumps on Dyvina and licks her. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not your fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The one in your - arghh T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pushes the slobbery dog off of her. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The one in your bowl. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, thats a relief T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Bad Dog! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You should be bitting her! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at what he is eating T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You've been violent enough today, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i suddenly feel sick T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Good, so I can have it? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pushes the bowl to her T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs Greeneye's bowl and chews lovingly on the finger she finds inside. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm sure Lawrence can create a... human-friendly... meal. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Like, Nekkar-waffles T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks atvthe three armed men coming up to the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye goes upstairs with a sick face T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, settle it outside. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a chair and slowly walks outside. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to the door lazily, but has one hand on her dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns to the pub and looks outside T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, step away from the door and let the little wolf boy handle it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's get this over with. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know what Dyvina, that human soup was not that bad T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thanks, it's one of Lawrence's specialities. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges a swing and takesvthe man's hand thus breaking it and stabbing him with his own sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Human finger soup. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya cuts the man's finger off and breaks his jaw with a punch. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm, i think living with a vampire can be dangerous as well T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina doesn't pay any attention to what's going on outside, but instead hands a purple looking waffle to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges both swings from the men. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: in a different way T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whats this? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This is a Nekkar-waffle T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye smells the waffles T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the chair and bashes the man with it also turning around and using it as a shield against the one behind him. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It doesn't have any human in it, promise. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his dagger and stabs the stunned man... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wolfs it down T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's good, right? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the downed man and throws him on the door thus falling infront of Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont care if it has any humans inside anymore. i just need to avoid starving to death T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks slowly towards the man. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Drags the corpse into the kitchen, leaving a trail of blood. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this is good stuff T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: We just got supplies for three days. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, make of this what you will. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if you want more ive got fresh bandits T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya notices the man with a broken arm charging at him from the back. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Take it outside, broken-arm-guy T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes Dyvina's dagger and throws it at the man. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dead Bandits. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs as the man instantly dissolves into nothing when the dagger hits him. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina walks to where the man was, and picks up her dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nice dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well that's one less mess we don't have to clean up. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, they are dead but they are still warm and they have all the blood in their system T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I can coat your sword with the same poisons if you ask nicely, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait a moment ill get them T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you, Greeneye, that's nice. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: before that, does anyone have mana potions i can buy T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No thanks. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( try Bard's clan hall - Cheesy Nachos ) T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, that's your loss, if you want to leave corpses lying around, so be it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, in rp T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But not in here. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mana? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah certainly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina Takes a bottle of blue stuff from the top shelf. It's glowing slightly. and smells like cough medicine. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands a bag of gold to Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands the bottle to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you, Sir :) T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks down one of them and places a black crystal on the floor T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What's the crystal for, Mage? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do I get any reward for this? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, just a portal i got from a warlock T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Reward for what? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You're lucky I don't ban you for breaking my windows. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Your reward is you can stay. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A portal? Where does it lead? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the portal that appeared a minute later T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wow...Such a big reward. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers at the portal, impressed. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drags out heavy bodies of bandits. there are seven of them T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup thats all T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Seven! Ooo, wonderful, one for each day of the week? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, you like to chow on humans as well? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is disgusting! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina starts hauling bandits to the back room, yelling for Lawrence to drain them. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm, i thought wolfen likes them T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's a vegetarian. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye deactivates the crystal and pockets it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Weird for a wolf, but there you have it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am was once...nevermind. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Vampire. The word's vampire. If you don't want to be called a dog, don't call me a bloodsucker :P T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shakes three blades of grass at Irya T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That was meant for another communication method, but well. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how about these? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I wasn't always a wolf... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, you used to be a bloodbag T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah shut up. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I used to be one too, remember? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Then I died. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And now I'm a vampire. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is surprized T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn...Blood... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Life happens, undead happens. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Such is the circle of... something T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what happened T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya was mutated T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I died aswell. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I was... I don't remember. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The mutation saved me at a cost. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, are you saying thag you are an undead wolf? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that * T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks his mead ignoring everything around him. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who says I was a wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well you are now. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Too late for regret, Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what are you then? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the blood on the sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sorry, Greeneye, it'll take a while for the story to continue, he's very melodramatic. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye nods. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs at the sight of The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya packs up his stuff. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow come on. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know, it somehow makes me feel alive to see both of you fighting T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You're leaving? Well, at least pay for the mead. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's a daily struggle with this one, Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the broken door and runs towards the dragon burning the town. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, put it on me T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose life'd be rather boring if I didn't have Irya to argue with. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he is going hunting again T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow Kova'Skadaa. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As long as he brings back meat, I'm fine with it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps running as Shadow turns into a 3 head hound. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a bowl of unidentified things from Lawrence and begins eating it slowly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im actually practicing sleeping and now i can sleep for six hours a day T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts a chain in Shadows mouth and ties his own waist. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Good job, Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Jump. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is really helping me with my sleep walking T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya screams as Shadow jumps in incredible speed landing on the dragons leg. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but then i lose my time for hunting meals and i starve T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls himself up as Shadow keeps bitting the leg brutally. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his silver axe and throws it at the wing thus making the dragon fall next to a marketplace. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves a bowl of stange mixture from Lawrence and starts eating it without a thought T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think... this is rabbit dropping soup. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at his bowl T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: with a few toenails... and ooo! A couple of... cat hearts, I think T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his sword and jumps on the back of the dragon and statts slashing it while Shadow is on the head bitting and spitting shock at the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sips at the soup hungrily. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, if you don't have time to hunt, you can always eat here. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence is very creative. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye ignores the contents and keeps on chewing on a random piece of meat T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if i can find this place T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Finally, someone who appreciates Lawrence's cooking as much as I do. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: True, true. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this pub teleports almost everywhere T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya holds his sword tightly and jumps on the dragons head while Shadow blinks to the tail and pulls the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: In nine hours, it'll move to the edge of Manorwoods and stay there for a day. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at how Irya is struggling T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stabs the dragon through the eye and gets thrown into a brothel while Shadow keeps weakening the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands one of her daggers to Greeneye. "Want to go help? If this hits hard enough, the dragon will evaporate." T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shouts towards Irya do you need help T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Just bring my dagger back. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets up injured and sees a lot of women around him. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ladies. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If you can't find the pub, the pub might just find you :P T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs his sword and moves outside throwing fireballs at the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, take the dagger and go help the boy! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think ill just starve to death before that happens T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, you're fighting fire with fire? Really. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, its fine T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's pulse rises. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya screams out as his muscles turn huge and he looks a lot more wolf like. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Alright. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts burning as he chains up the dragon and keeps headbutting it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gulps a potion T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look at this move T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes the dagger back and stands up. She calmly walks outside and tosses the dagger to Irya. "Just use this, it's much faster." T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aaaaaaa! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya snaps the Dragon's neck and screams out :"I win! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye crawls out from the dragon's mouth T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oops, wrong organ T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Men. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina rolls her eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Dyvina, do you have hot shower? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think i need to wash T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a minute to calm down. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Certainly, if you can find it... Last time I checked, the bathroom was attached to the end of the second floor hallway. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It has a tendency to move around when the pub moves. I really need to get that fixed. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Irya a mug of mead. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks upstairs T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya screams out of pure rage and keeos bashing the dragon's skull. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shut Up Shut Up Shut Up! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well take it easy there, Mr. Psycho T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya backs away as he notices the broken skull. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the dead dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job Shadow...You were very useful...But next time...You stay on the head. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the skull one more time and backs away T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina yells up the stairs: "You alright up there, Greeneye?" T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol enters the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina blinks innocently at Mommas Boy Devol. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A new customer! We haven't had one of those in a while. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol is searching for his pet dragon... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Welcome, Sir. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points excitedly at Irya! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You'll have to ask him, Sir. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, what did you do to the nice man's dragon? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Dyvina agressively. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't look at me, I didn't touch that dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You'll have to please explain this time. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol: he was my favourite dragon :( T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina comforts Mommas Boy Devol. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Too bad he attacked the city. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He wasn't attacking the city. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You have any other dragons? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He was looking for a landing pad. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is a lie. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol summons three baby dragons! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ooo baby dragons! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the skull and throws it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn you!!! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina picks one of the babies up and cuddles it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol instructs the dragons to be on their best behaviour. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Godamn dragon!!! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina dodges the skull. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sorry, Mister Devol, this one has a bid of a bad temper. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points excitedly at Irya! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his silver sword as he looks at the dragons. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina snuggles up to an Enormous Dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I expect they behave. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns clean T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If not...They will end up like their dead friend there. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol commands his baby dragons to spew mini rivulets of fire at Irya's silver sword, causing it to heat up! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If they don't, it's not your pub, and you are not allowed to hurt them. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps holding the sword like nothing is going on. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye! You look... fresh. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Trying to use it against me now? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya, put away the sword, you silly puppy. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, the water was fresh, does it normally look like a waterfall? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol: (meow T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs a piece of flint and starts sharpening the silver swordn T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tries to understand the situation T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol orders a pint of your strongest ale. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah... that depends. Did you go into the bathroom of doom, or... the waterfall room? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... im not very sure T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina fills a huge mug to the brim with something that resembles ale and hands it to Devol. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There you go. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol thanks The Vixxen Dyvina heartily. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the dragons and sees that Shadow is growling at them. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The waterfall room doesn't move... It should be the last door on the first floor. The bathroom of doom has a warning sign and is somewhere around here. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina curtseys gracefully to Mommas Boy Devol. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps sharpening his silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Anyone else want a drink? Anyone hungry? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol whistles *tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet*. Suddenly the dragons swoop into the air and land safely on Devol's shoulders. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Aww, they're adorable! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina fawns over the dragons. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye, did you see these cutie pies? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the dragon and starts sharpening agressively. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picks up a dragon T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aww, a cute kitten! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dyvina me cook the meat. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Kitten? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your meat is otherwise horrible. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's not... well okay. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't cook it, Lawrence does. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence makes good food, doesn't he, Greeneye? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, does kittens normally have wings? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps over the counter and throws Lawrence out of the Kitchen. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya closes and locks the doors. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina offers Devol a bowl of Lawrence's signature slop. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina wonders where the hell Irya found the lock. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol accepts the slop, and gingerly stirs it with his spork. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow growls at the dragons. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont mind the taste since ive lived with many different races T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Today's slop is some of Lawrence's finest work. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No dragon slop! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Devol as he finds a finger in it T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Some real meat!!! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Has ground up bone, a couple of fingers, some old milk, salt... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eggs, I think, somewhere. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out a rabbit from his coat and hands jt to Irya T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the door and serves everyone with a plate of The Finest Dragon Steak. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol takes a big mouthful of slop, nom nom nom. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't give Devol a steak from his own dragon to eat, you cruel... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wolfs down the steak T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps over the counter and takes his sword and keeps sharpening it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Good slop, isn't it, Devol? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? something wrong? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol nods at The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Knew it! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nobody likes the steak! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence does make good slop. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your dog married your sis. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, he did T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is wrong in many ways. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's a good dog, and he'll look after her. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is this allowed in this part of the world? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank good I am forming up my own family. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is...This world is messed up. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Aldehyde's only part wolf, almost like Irya, but better. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im gonna marry a dragon then T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So, it's not entirely weird. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am more human. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am gonna turn off the chatter. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Witcher Family Tree. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can see It already. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: DO we have to listen to that? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't think our distinguished guest would want to. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We listened to your crap time to listen to mine. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't make up crap. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed a dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My stories are nice. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And I don't kill nice people's dragons T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...Made a pub that teleports. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really nice! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Starting to think, that maybe I'm the good guy here T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are the bad one! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Am I? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol whistles *tweeeeeeeeeeeeet* - Suddenly the baby start growing at an alarming rate! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pubs that teleport protect their clients better. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wolfs down the untouched steaks T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I feed my guests, keep them entertained, and I don't kill their dragons, I'm never violent in the pub, and I made a pub that teleports. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die Dragon! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm a good person T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina throws an inpenetrable shield up between Irya and the dragons. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the dragon and throws it out the window. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence in the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ouch! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol leaps on to the largest of the two remaining dragons, and begins twirling a dagger in his hand. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yorden! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina throws her dagger, and watches as it pins Irya's sword arm to the pub's wall. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his pocket watch and looks at it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No violence. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swiftly moves between them and steals their weapons T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't understand why that rule has to be explained so often. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not while i eat T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks out the window as a black phoenix bashes through it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: My window... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns all the weapons back to their owners T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya removes the dagger and aims it at the dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yorden...Long time no see baby! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We might have... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Made the pub look better? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not again... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ugh... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yorden! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: you're ruining the calming atmosphere. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees the phoneix disappear. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol reaches into his pocket... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya reaches down into his belt. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to Devol T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol removes his hand from his pocket, and pulls out a shiny gold coin. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where do you get these kittens? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a one-handed crossbow. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol tosses the coin to Dyvina. and thanks her for the ale and slop. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pulls a lever on the wall and the pub begins to shake. Suddenly it feels as if you're all being dragged into a vortex. Then all is normal, apart from the fact that the pub seems to be situated in Abend. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you, Devol, it was a pleasure serving you. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs outside. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I knew I should have left. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And it seems like the bathroom's on the bottom floor now. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to the leaver T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummmm... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points at the musty, moss-covered black door that's appeared against the wall. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this thing... its dangerous T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Don't worry, Greeneye, the pub only moves if I pull the lever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or... of course, if it's time for it to move. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I only move it with the lever if I feel like manually moving it. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up and grabs the lever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Back to the normal place! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It only recognizes me, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to the mossy black door T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls the lever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs as nothing happens when Irya pulls the lever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps pulling the lever. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's not going to move... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye investigates to door T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, welcome to the dark continent of Abend, Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's only a few week's walk to get to civilization from here. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have been here already woman! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does anyone know where this door leads to? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It leads to the bathroom of doom, of course. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow can teleport me. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens the door and peeks inside T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My brother lives in this continent. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's the only door that moves. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Horrible place! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina turns up her nose when a greenish gas eminates from the black door. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye closes the door immediately T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That smells... interesting T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you wanted me to wash here? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, the bathroom's down here now, you can clean it T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will melt! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his sword and kicks the door open. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Clear! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kinda green but clear. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, I wanted Lawrence to clean the place before you went for a shower... but he hasn't been able to find the room for weeks. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And we had a couple of ogres in for a shower the other day... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There might be a dead body in there. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not sure. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sends Lawrence into the Bathroom of Doom to clean up. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes outside and starts taking off his clothes. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs inside and returns with loot T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, there is a corpse T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps in a nearby river. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Lawrence'll take care of it, as he always does. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops the loot and sorts them T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rivers, in abend? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: probably blood or drkness T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These are absolute...How should I say this... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Crap. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: welcome to tbe dark continent, Abend T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have been here millions of times. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Harpy behind you. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i lived here for years T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if you boil the blood then you can possibly make a good soup out of it T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Greeneye person again... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is how i survived T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence makes a lovely blood soup. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I hope he survives the bathroom cleanup. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he will have to respawn several times before it is clean T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly puts on his clothes and holds Shadow's collar as they teleport. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs when Lawrence respawns in the corner of the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at a jeweled silver dagger from his loot T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What do you know, respawn number one. Well, Lawrence, you get right back in there, you brave man. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: who died in there again? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Some or other newbie adventurer. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why do you ask? T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this dagger is used by a very famous vampire hunter who killed many of my friends. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He could very well be dead in there too T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: vampire friends T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: also some wolfen T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches Lawrence respawn again, only to head back into the bathroom. She grabs a mug of mead and hands you some, too. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: We had a vampire hunter here, once, one that was even less inclined to keep to my rules than Irya is. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course, I locked him in the bathroom and left him there. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Worst...Death...Ever! ) T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye finishes the mead and poisons himself with his poisons T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Dying in the bathroom of doom is, I suppose, quite unpleasant, yes. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Bathroom death. ) T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should check it out T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands greeneye an anti-venom jar. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he was a very rich man T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That might help with the poison. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well certainly, just be certain not to die in there ,I don't think you'll respawn like Lawrence does. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah thanks.the more the better T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters and a black portal appears in the center of the pub seconds later T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: More portals. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye emerges from the portal T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As if the pub wasn't strange enough already! T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, this one is mine, i used the crystal T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there was a hole on the wall of the bathroom. i think he escaped. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and the green gas is acctually a poison that the thieves mostly use T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, I remember T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: trust me, this is no low level skill T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: to make it last this long T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I used green death to fumigate the place when it was overrun by albino cockroaches. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So, it might be mine. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh hell, you should teach me how to do that T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sighs as Lawrence respawns for the eighth time, mumbling something about "takes a while to clear out" T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence seems like he has the situation under control. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course I'd teach you, just don't use it as a pesticide... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i always thought that the green gas meant a fart T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's probably some of what's in there T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... a new mixture... T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Certainly, quite deadly too, it seems T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hmm, it seems that I am needed elsewhere, friend. T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts on her jacket and boots and heads for the door. "Stay as long as you may like, I shall return in perhaps a day." T3/r7/2014-08-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina disappears into the gloom of Abend. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye emerges from the shadows T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger squirts ketchup in your eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aarg! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger flees into the shadows! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs around searching for water T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger is laughing maniacally at Greeneye. The question is: ARE YOU NEXT?!?! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what was that for? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks on the door. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius locks the door and turns off the lights. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the door open. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius opens fire. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts up a magic shield. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: the hell is all this commotion? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He locked the door! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: It's my house! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina rushes in wearing pjs T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is the pub! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Go drunk, you're home! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you are druink as hell Irya T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you are drunk* as hell Irya T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I knocked. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I brought 5 Nekkars. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina starts dragging Irya outside. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Why would you knock on the pub door!? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: moron, the pub is next door. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Get out of my house! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because of this! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina apologizes to Evil Druid Turrillius with a very sincere look on her face. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where do I leave these suckers. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am not fixing the door. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: over there T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya. The pub's next door! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: it cant teleport into a house T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya closes the door. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks at the Pub door. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence I got your Nekkars. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I also bought you a book on cooking lessons! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Still at my door... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around as Lawrence let's him in. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: ooo that book will go well in a soup T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I got you a book that my sister gave me. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: shouldnt teleport the pub into a residential area... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn rain outside! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here are your Nekkars. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At least you are not The Blood-Sucker with a Big Mouth...Thanks for the payment. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Lawrence...There is a nice Nekkar steak recipe inside of there. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around as Lawrence reads the book. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mind If I stay in here until the rain is gone? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks man. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: .oO(Is that person pretending to roleplay by talking to themselves... or roleplaying a *bleep*ing psycho?) T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slaps Evil Druid Turrillius. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slaps Evil Druid Turrillius. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Why are you back in my house? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Get the hell out! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Lawrence how is the steak going! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as Lawrence leaves a plate of Nekkar steak on the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes 'mmmmm'. Yummy! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on the stool and starts eating the steak. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mmmm...Nice job Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good stuff Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You know what?...Just because It was so good...Here...I am gonna pay...10 gold. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hands over the gold and keeps eating. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Some very good food...Keep that book If you keep going like this you might get something from this pub. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Hello there fellow brother. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits in the middle of an unknown forest T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Watcha doing in my forest? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, i was foced here T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Teleported eh? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps from the bushes wrestling a Huge Red Spider. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, by a flower. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sighs T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should have known that that flower had magic T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches the Spider and throws it at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his crossbow in case the Spider survives Shadows attack. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job Shadown T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his crossbow on his belt and looks at the Dead Corpse of The Red Spider. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala peers intently at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and Shadow turns into a horse. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs a hook that he had in his bag and starts tieing the Dead Spider. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts the Dead Spider on Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts up and rides away. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices several mercenaries targetting hi T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes from their sight before they even blink and appears behind them breaking their joints one by one T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a knife at one of the mercenaries. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that should be all of them T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks for the help Irya T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya comes upon you with a gray horse with a Huge Dead Spider mounted upon it. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye loots them as they lie down unable to move a finger T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nice ring youve got there... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appraises his loots T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i feel more like thief than a master assassin nowadays T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should stop this habit of mine T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the spider on Iryas horse T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: can i have some venom from that? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i learned venomancy from the lizardpeople, i can put it to good use T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah sure. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Wake The Dark Wolf...Rememberance at last" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to the huge dead spider and plucks its fangs and harvests its venoms T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? what was that? chanting? or lore! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "When he sees her smile his heart turns in flames for the ice is broken as he lives hapily" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is a song. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The first part was Yoinks legends and this one is my own song. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, good song, that is... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "As she wakes the White Wolf...The Darkness is gone" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "So have no fear as the Witcher comes" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You done? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: here this should help you a little T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Irya a bottle of poison T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have to see my beautiful wife now. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cheers T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (Glowing) Colori: im bleeding please send help T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whips the horse and charges in the direction of the town. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala meanders out of the Jungle of Illusions, fur matted with blood. He takes a deep breath and poises himself upon an over looking cliff. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around for the souce of sound T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala watching with an obvious bemused look upon his face as Colori struggles... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: You really in need of help down there? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (Glowing) Colori: my butt its bleeding T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (Glowing) Colori: help! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears next to Colori T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala scoffs and curls up in a ball, napping in the sunlight's warmth. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Colori T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre a vampire, are you? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala suddenly lifts his head, a concerned look dawns upon his brow as his nose detects the scent of a distant and powerful enemy, steadily drawing nearer... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Duvala T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shouts from the cliff top, "You guys better get going! Somet T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands Colori a blood red potion and a green poulice with leaves T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shouts from the cliff top, "You guys better get going! Something dastardly, this way comes! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is it? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala studies the horizon for confirmation... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (Glowing) Colori: its zack morris hes comming for you all! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye covers Colori with his own coat that camoflauges with its surroundings T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blends into a tree and disappears T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whispers from nowhere, "do you know how to use potions?" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala after several minutes of keen sniffing and peering into the distance, a MASSIVE shadow begins growing over the terrain... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: "It approaches!" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala chans a strange hex and appears to be gone, but you can hear his soft whimpering, being drowned out by the cacophany of enormous beating wings... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: The calamity, the doom-bringer, the flame, it is nigh..." T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye reappears wearing a fluid like shadow coat and a sharp sword T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Shall we attempt to make a stand against the beast? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why not? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: It may be frivolous, be warned... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it will be fun but dangerous T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps next to Duvala T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Lives will be lost, but if enough of our peers rally together, we may injure it gravely... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if it is living, i can kill it. if it is not... then there must be another way T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala howls into the sky, summoning a large pack of feral Dire Wolves. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ha ha haa! i looove the wolvens! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala draws a gigantic axe from an impossibly small satchel and whispers incantations into the weapon. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye joins into the pack of dire wolves T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye naturally blends into the pack T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala shouts with all he can muster, "Prepare for your test, oh death dealing Wyrm!" T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala stands tall alongside his new comrade as the gargantuan dragon's shadow grows larger still... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vaporizes and then materializes on the wyrm trying to find a weak spot which he finds none and jumps back down beside Duvala T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that guys, really dangerous. are you sure about this? i think we need more warriers who can distract this T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala huddles his group closer together, a strategy need be formed. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: A distraction! exactly... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya moves you closer to him. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a plan. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bash it! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala mutters a strange phrase and creates thirty illusions of himself... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya! youre back! just when we need a witcher! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a ghost T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is my ghost essence. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is confused T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala sends his illusions in a scattered formation, all howling at the Wyrm, getting it's attention. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Accidentaly dropped my gem here. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn it! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everyone retreat! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When I come in...We are gonna strike. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: "You see the beast fly? We must ground the beast... I might be able to chill it's wings enough to bring it down..." T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls you all in a portal. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no need T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Get out of there...You guys...He is gonna turn into a Dragon! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Irya, are we to abandon our lands and flee? Or stand and die fighting! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Better to live another day and fight! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is no shame in running fool! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: There will be nothing left for which to fight! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am busy. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths his brittle sword and unwraps his real sword, Iradei. The sword radiates a terrifing aura T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't fight! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: I see... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: You can help us with observation? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya charges in from the portal and throws his silver sword at the monster's weakspot. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his eye patch on his right eye and reveals his eye of green marked with a symbol of the forgotten Ancients T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his clock as the monster is bleeding out heavily. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Better watch out gentlemen! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this one doesnt have any weak spots, i looked for it T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala grabs Greeneye, putting him on a shoulder, and leaps high into the air, landing on the Wyrm's back. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know where it is. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Greeneye, you target the left wing and I the right! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In the side of the mouth! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i understand! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Cut it! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala enchants his axe with frosts of the forgotten north, and swings with all his might at the joint holding the wing. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles deeper and Shadow turns into a Dragin bringing the Wyrm down. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rends the left wing cutting cleanly off but using his own blood as a price of power T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his sword and stabs it's head. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: Irya can you for ONCE not spoil it with a damned dog?!? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is a dead fool. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: dude T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The dog is life the dog is rock! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala: You put me off. Cheers T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do I see your warriors complaining? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around at the situation T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We killed The Wyrm. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do I look like I had a hard time? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... i guess not everything is too weak to kill T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver kills them easier! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You guys use steel! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you call this steel? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You fight like you are wielding a sword for the first time. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Except for Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shows Irya his own sword T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver is the ONLY thing that works. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts the eyepatch back on his right eye and wraps Iradei with the sealing cloth before he straps it on his back T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts both of his swords behind his back. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, duty is calling. i shall come a bit later T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes after he says his farewell T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I wuv you too! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns from his duties T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, the life of an assassin T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks into a pub T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... where is he again? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits in a corner but is accidentally camaflaged and someone tried to sit on him T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: next time becareful where you sit T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye warned the man T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bah! this is why i dont like humans... wait... im a human as well... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye orders a steak and eats it T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye eats more like wolf than a human and it catches attention of everyone in the pub T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pays for the food and exits the pub. He later realizes he got more money than he paid and curses his habit for it T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks on a field T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is checking out a dead dragon while Shadow is sniffing around. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greeneye notices a flower looking at him and before he could do anything the flower teleports him T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Friend! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya waves his arms around. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good fight that one with The Wyrm. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye crawls out from the mouth of the dragon and gives Irya and his dog a fright T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bah! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: argh, that stupid flower T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh It is you. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway If you guys are fighting a monster call me...spare your men. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: those flowers must be stamped on T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will... but you should participate as well T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did you see how easily I killed that Wyrm? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And that town still owes me my payment. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that wyrm was legendary. it shouldnt die that easily T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a pretty wife to feed and me because I eat a lot. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It wasn't Legendary. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Legendary have golden skins. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, this one is a shadow type T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not much then My sword is crafted by light and wolf magic. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait a moment i have to fetch something quickly T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So no wonder it died easily...Also it is a Silver sword so 3 weaknesses in a sword. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: we have to hunt together sometime T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but after i fetch my sword T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You have no experience of monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: me? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can kill a Golem with my finger. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im an assassin, a master assassin T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Doesn't matter a Charger could kill you in a second. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ive lived with the vampires and hunted with the vampires T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or even a runner. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Vampires don't know anything but to hunt something weaker than them. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jhav: Master assassins are allergic to punctuation, I see. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i swam with the lizardpeople and played poker with the demons. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was raised by a Witcher all my life. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher George. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry Jhav, its not an allergy, i am just uneducated T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you then? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't catch your name...Jhav was it? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: . o 0 (using a cellphone is hard even like it is) T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: either way, just wait for a minute T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye places a black crystal and enters it T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You got a wife Jhav? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears from the portal with a light steel armour on and a sword on his belt T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Show off! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im back T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not at all T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im a human T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i need armour T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... do you have any favourite hunting grounds? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way i do agree that you have more experience than i do on hunting monsters but i have more skills in doing so T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You think You are worthy against a Master Monster-Huntern T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, not really... you respawn T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and you have a insane regen speed T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah and Bigger Strength. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And reflexes. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am still in a critical condition after the last fight T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How are you damaged? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... lets just say that i cant use most of my assassin skills T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its a bit difficult to get into details right now T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good because I wouldn't listen to it anyway. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can I be honest with you? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Without Shadow we wouldn't stand a chance. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: on who? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wyrm. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is the one that brought it down. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... true T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And locked it in place. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so i was right to go all out. i thought it was a waste... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Wyrm can turn into a Ultimate Dragon...Not funny at all. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, you see... i normally dont face dragons or their types T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I face everything...all the time. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre a witcher, what would you expect? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks a blood red potion T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, lets get going then T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, where were we going again? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was investigating this dragon. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Listen...You ever planned on getting married? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? the one i got teleported into? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i had many chances from many races but i chose to be free T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you do...Buy your wife flowers...Tell her how much you love her...Kiss her every morning. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, it is good to settle down as well T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but im not ready for that T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your time will come. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you are a one happy wolfen arent you? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am more than happy. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i envy you but at the same time i dont T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im glad the you are happy, because if you arent, no one will be... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good :) T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i meant it in a bad way.. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but anyways, what is with this dragon? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno...Something killed it. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: didnt you killed it yourself? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Someone else did...But I dunno who. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at shadow T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks for damages done to the dragon T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't kill it...But what did?...Or who? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is lost in his thoughts. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tries his outmost best to turn the corpse over but instead coughs up blood T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks another potion like before T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya ignores everything around him still lost in his thoughts. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: help me lift this T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do not lift it. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Look at the teeth. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at the scratched teethn T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to the mouth and stares at the teeth T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You know what Creature can do that...A Sea Wraith. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... but i dont know what this means T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sea? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They took part of it's teeth. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes They usually come from seas and they have a form similar to human. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They collect bones nails pretty much anything. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if you talk about seas, i also lived with the merpeople but not for a long time... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and sea wraiths are something ive never thought i would see T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Their ships made out of human bone. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sounds fantastic T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are they friendly? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is horrible infact they killed children and are very hostile. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oops T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... what does this mean? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points at the dragon T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are coming this way. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they are strong right? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Extremely...can break your neck with their fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is their weakspots T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also magicians. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They wear bone armor so same as human. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, i fought warlocks they will be nothing to it T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But these guys have the spell Aard. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im just worried about their weapons T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: spell Aard? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They can push you and their weaponry is a arsenal of demon and manhunting weapons. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It can push you and damage you. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if they can see me right? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They know how to fight. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They can see. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can't sneak up behind it expecting zero problems. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Things are like tanks. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill use wolfen desguise T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What will that do? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill disguise T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They will still see it. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, but as a different thing or as one of them T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everything! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They can see eachother via blood link and they have incredible vision. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then ill use vampiric invisibility T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How much you want to bet my wife is gonna do a better job of killing them than me? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: depends on who your wife is and what she can do T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Believe me...When she gets angry...Even the Spartans would be shakingn T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: every husband says that T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the ones that have a right head T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah I guess. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... vampiric invisibility will fool them i guess T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Won't they have a vision of a Oracle. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they do?! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How do you think they go through winds and fogs? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what the heck are they?! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wraiths. T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... that makes perfect sence T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sense * T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then ill have to use my ultimate abilith T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: mistify T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know its a head on attack, but it will do T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye stop scrying lol T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job but seriously no need lol T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i never knew i had this spell T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its quite cool T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job but please stop lol T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good job man! T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does this work on qmobs as well? T3/r7/2014-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gets bored of waiting T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stand on a shore of crystal blue ocean T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast appears and looks around T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices HellaBeast in the distance T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Long time no see friend! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: emote looks at you two looking around and starts to wonder....how far off is this magical place T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast yells hello to greeneye and zyboria T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: . o 0 (to emote in channels, use ":" without the "") T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to HellaBeast and Zyboria T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have not seen you for a very long time, Zyboria. How have you been doing? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you too HellaBeast T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how did you manage to escape the forest? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: I happened apon a portal and found this place T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, welcome to the Outworld! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just joking T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is just somewhere i happen to wait for someone T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh well you found us T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria found the colon lol T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye nudges Hellabeast on his side and whispers, "assassin business" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: right I understand 'buiseness' T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, tell us about yourself Zyboria. I quite dont remember too well... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Or would you rather stay quiet about it? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria i have come from a far off distant land... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: I believe itmwas the land of themlizard people right z? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, just lost in thought for a second there T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria yes now i am in a wuest for knowledge T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: did anything happen while i was up in the clouds? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria so i have sought out HellaBeast T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think i missed a lot of details havent i? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well zyboria being fhe princess that she is has needed quite a bit of help T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am sorry Zyboria, i missed the main point... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you were a princess? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my apologies your highness... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: I habe helped her out in all the ways I can being a noble battlemage and all T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am very dark and unworthy but if you seek help, i will help you with all i can T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sees a man running towards him T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria i have ridden far so i was tired from my journey T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greets the man in exotic language and speaks to him very seriously and the man leaves after handing him a sack full of gems and other precious items. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: my father sent me to learn the world and gave me 500 of his best men T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry for the interruption, your highness. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: from what jungle or swamp are you from? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: maybe i may know some of your people as they have taken good care of me in the past T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: i hail from the land of Verume T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: I Hail From The Realm Of The 9 Hells T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! that is exactly the place that i learnt permanent underwater beathing technique T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria yes we have taught many in hope of someday they return the favor T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i did and i will continue to do so your highness T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast using his magic, he summons chairs a bar and drinks for everyone. then he smiles. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now if you will excuse me, i have a business to run in the darker parts of the world T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria you have my leave T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Hellabeast gold coins and takes a quick drink before saying his thanks T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: goodluck with your endevors greeneye I hope to see you again T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i hope it doesnt take too long T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jogs towards the forest and disappears in the shadows of it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides his horse through the rain. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster is stalking Irya again. When will she get a clue? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks back. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...What?! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster stomps a puddle and splashes mud all over Irya! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at you with a angry face while he cleans himself. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster runs away from Irya in utter terror and horror! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hello irya T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Hey. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster offers Hellabeast a cookie. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster offers Hellabeast a cookie. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: asplod T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KERBANG! HellaBeast's head just a sploded! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster picks up all the pieces of Hellabeast head, and use it for torso armour on his latest evil sceintist monster creation. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast screams oh no im armor T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster takes some big needel and fishing wire and sow Hellabeast lip closed on the monsters chest. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster looks at his bloody creation in awe, while the monsters nipples blink innocently.. wait isnt that Hellabeast eyes? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters a noisy pub quietly so that nobody notices him T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the pub as if he is searching for an individual T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to a dark corner of the pub and sits next to some shadowy figure who looks at him and hnad him a bag of precious crystals T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks out of the pub before anyone notices him T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye casually swings a pouch of gold while whistling to himself on a street somehere T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices a bounty hunter in the corner of his eye but he tries to act natural since unneccessary fight is unneccessary T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sees them following him in a very "casual" manner. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster the bounty hunter of Futura city gets wisp of potent sulpher smell in the air, he peers around him intently. His bounty is near. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices that the bounty hunter is running after him at full speed T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs much faster than them. avoiding the contact T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs but is caught up by the bounty hunters T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, wait a minute... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya comes down the street and sees you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is going on here? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye breaths in deeply and calms himself down T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just a misunderstanding T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Need any help? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands there panting as the bounty hunters looks at their wanted papers that matches greeneye's face T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... maybe... yes T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Men back away...Or else. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges a slash from a knife and breaks the man's arm. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths his sword as the bounty hunters notice Irya as one of their targets T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya uses the knife and slits the man's throat and then throws the knife at the second man. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is all yours. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye cuts down people who leaves an opening T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No problem. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye frightens the rest of them leaving them running for their lives T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his crossbow and starts shooting them. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there wasnt a need for that... waste of ammo... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are dead anyway. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya returns his crossbow to his belt. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where were you going to? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My cabin. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... you have a cabin? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was buying gorceries. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at kythrala T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... wolfens buy groceries... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am cooking something for me and my wife. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala turns her emerald gaze to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dont you normally hunt for your own meal? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am more human than you think. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i do that and im a human. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: isnt it ironic? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I am kinda lazy and all. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at kythrala again to confirm something T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala raises an eyebrow at Greeneye's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a lazy wolfen... youre the first one i met... after all those years of living amoung them T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait a moment. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to Kythrala T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, hellow there! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala grins. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: hello to you too T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nice to meet you, have i met you before? or is it my memory playing tricks on me again? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: perhaps, I'm often wandering around T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: around... around where? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: of course other races often say us elves all look alike T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: well, wherever the road takes me T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not me by chance T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i once lived with the elves to learn and teach things T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ahh you must have done well to earn their trust T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i did... it took years... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but it was worth it, every second. Their knowledge is vast and their skills sharp T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: haha sounds like my kind, alright T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, look at me... i was on my way to... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: way to where? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, either way it wont take too long... but i will be back sooner or later T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala blinks innocently. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whispers in Kythrala's ear, "im a master assassin even if i look like this... its business elvens would normally hate" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) StarKitten Kythrala: ah, I understand T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs into the forest and disappears T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns from the forest with many scars and enters the pub T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks out from the pub carrying his newly earned pouch of gems T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around for signs of dangers T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now... where to use this money... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around again T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster points at Dexter. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at JellyMonster T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides past Greeneye with a drake mounted on the horse. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster hypnotizes Greeneye and commands him to kill Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey, Irya, whats that on your horse? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A drake. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A rather small one actually. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye counters the mind control T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, really, where do you find all these dragons? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everywhere T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at JellyMonster fiercely T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what was that for? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts his horse. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks towards Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey what happened back there with those men? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: which men? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thosr that attacked you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Those that attacked you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the bounty hunters? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What did you do? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you killed most of them and i let few of them go but you killed every last one of them T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: in the end, they are all dead T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, do you have time? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For what? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya crosses his arms and listens to you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hunting of course! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: last time i was distracted by a teleporting flower T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Okay...Let me hear it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: um... i am not entirely a witcher... i dont kill things unless i am ordered or contracted to T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok what do you need hunted down and how much are you paying? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not that... the umm... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: for fun T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh a Game. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know... when people hunts things for fun T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What needs to be hunted? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont know... its my first time doing it T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Search for a monster...Who knows I might teach you to become a Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im finally back to my full health. so lets try something hard T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How about a pack of Harpies? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at The Harpies flying around. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: harpies? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Harpy. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at them T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ever heared of one? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Half-Women Half-Bird. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just say its a monster T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont hurt women T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Weakspots...Wings Neck and In between the legs If They start carrying you away. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: unless contracted to T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...How about... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Mjo? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Half Dear Half Bear. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Mjo? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, now that sounds like hunting! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They have a long name..I can't seem to remember it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This thing is HUGE. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So weakspot...Head. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How about you try fighting against it? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: isnt that same for most of the things alive? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: me? alone? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am gonna watch you don't worry. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i can try... if i know what they do... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the Monster taunting you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Charge Smash and basically Crush. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are like a dear and Bear at once. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh dear... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Watch out for sweeps....And also If they grab you stab em in the eye. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: understood T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So a lot of dodging and all. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im good at that T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "I drink Dark Elixir that Fill my Gut With Power" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "I drink Dark Elixirs that Fill my Gut With Power" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "There is no pain I can feel...True retribution I deal through Silver and Steel" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks a blood red potion that heals his scars T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a dark red potion. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The potion is swallow it regenerates you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Drink It. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holds a long sharp blade T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks the potion that Irya gave T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pats you on the shoulder and gives you a long Silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only thing that can go through their skin. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a dark blue elixir T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, im used to this one T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This one harddens your skin. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands back the silver sword T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Use the Silver. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can barely penetrate through the eye without the Silver. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thia ones edges are woven with diamond T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Doesn't matter. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver is magic. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is like Holy Light To the Monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hands you a Silver Dagger. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Try this. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths his sword and tosses it to the side and wields the silver sword and belts the dagger T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good...Drink the blue elixir. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: quite light T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a white potion from his bag and gives it to you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks the blue elixir T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The White one gives you more focus. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It almost slows down time for you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dinks the white one as well T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks the white one as well T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is all. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Go get it boy. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa! im much faster! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his explosive bolt and loads it on a One-Handed Crossbow. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims at the monster just incase. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is a potion that boosts your speed. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We call it The Wolf Potion. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disapears as the ground that he was on splits and he appears behind the monster in no time T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You drank The Cat,The Turtle and Swallow! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps the crossbow aimed as the monster goes berserk. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on kill it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the monster as it raises it's left hand trying to sweep. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye strikes the back of the huge monster and gives several deep scars T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Watch out!...It is trying to grab you! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye evades carefully T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya panics as the monster bashes you at the tree. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is fast! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do NOT underestimate it! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye plans his attacks and readies for the next attack T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jump on the arm! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it IS fast! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps his crossbow aimed as the monster tries to do a sweep. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Go for the Head once you reach the arm!!! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps on the beasts arm and slides the sword across the arm as he runs towards the head T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is gonna grab you! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shoots the bolt at It's face to keep it from grabbing you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes and appears far away T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn it difficult! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok let me show you how It is done. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i got this T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Fine...Watch out for the grab...It can crush you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya loads the crossbow as the Monster starts charging at your direction. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his eyepatch and reveals his green eye T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims the crossbow carefully. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swings the sword widely and cuts everything at a distance T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You turned my sword into a Spirit Weapon!...Cool!!! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stabs the sword into the ground and a Chaotic circle appears around him as the sword shakes violently T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't break it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shoots the silver bolt at the monster eye making it slow down. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slashes the sword in the direction of the beast cutting it in half T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the remains. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya claps at Greeneye's performance. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the sword T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the Silver sword from your hands. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You almost broke it. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its not broken... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts it gently on his back. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But you almost did. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: magic imbued? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It took you almost all of the energy of the sword just to kill a Mjo! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, now its Chaotic imbued as well T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You and me gotta work on your fighting skills. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i dont use magic for sword skills T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I kill a Mjo just by normally using the sword. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i normally kill things in one hit before they retaliate T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It takes skill to wield this. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont have skill on swords T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You got the theory but not the combat. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats the hidden sword on his back T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this, is not a sword T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is it? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you are right, Chaotic art is just theory... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the two swords on his back. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Good job I guess. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is a tool that lets me modify the Chaotic properties T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts looking at the gear on it's belt. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts looking at the gear on his belt. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands the silver dagger from his belt to Irya T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Thanks for letting me use it T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Smoke Grenades...Check...Fire Bombs...Check...Throwing knives...Check...Frost Bombs...Check...Ripper...Check...Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts back the eyepatch and covers his right eye T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...Lanter Bomb...Check...One Handed Crossbow...Check... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Irya the pouch of gems that Greeneye got from his last job T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver Dagger...Check...Silver throwing axe...Check... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah...Thanks! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you wont be able to remove the Chaotic property on your silver sword. use this to buy a new one if it distracts you T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have Holy Magic on this too so yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I need to build one. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it wont bother you too much since you need to learn Chaotic art to feel the difference first T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know that art...I am not a pro at it but I have knowledge T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i thought this world wouldnt have it... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im from a totally different plane you know... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: either way... it was fun T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: next time, help me. you now saw how bad i am atdealing monsters that doesnt die in one hit. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Maybe I can teach you :) T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ... you can... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can teach you everything you need :) T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how long does a wolfen normally tend to live? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: In my case...400 years. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so how are you old then? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 200 years That is 30 In human years. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits on a nearby stone and tends his damages T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya Gives you a light red potion T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: 30... How old do you think i am? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Older. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye laughs T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true, so true T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks the light red potion and sees its effect T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There wounds gone T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont remember my age when i came here... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am 200 but You humans see me as a 30 year old. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Actually, i dont remember anything the first time i appeared here T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but this Chaos inside me tells me im ages older than time itself T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, either way, it doesnt matter anymore T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am as old as my Hometown Yoinks. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how about you take me to your town for once T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i want to meet them T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is the problem. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It disappeared. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a town?! gone?! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The town just gone poof. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: when was the last time you saw it? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When I was a boy. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Witcher found me. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And trained me to be one. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher George was his name. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i think i heard the name somewhere... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He was the first dragonslayer. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I killed my first Mjo at the age of 15. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By that time I had a 100 years in me. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no wonder i heard of him T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You saw his painting at the temple? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont recall the temple T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where was the temple? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I seem to forget too...On a mountain. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What other Witcher do you know? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not many... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tell me one T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Besides George and Me. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm.. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually, none! i cant remember his name! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Geralt? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Geralt Of Rivia?...Never Heared of him? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no none of them T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no wait T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think ive seen glimpses Rivia a few times T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but my memory can be playing tricks on me T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look here, we need to go somewhere before it gets dark T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or are you fine with this? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's go... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hops on his horse. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hope on. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hops on the horse behind Irya T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where to? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Town. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides on to the town. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mind the drake on the back please. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holds the drake and looks at it carefully T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... nice drake T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: didnt see many of them this close before T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: any * T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, recommend me a pub T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was thinking sorry. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm...Let's Go to Spice and Wolf Inn...It is down the road. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That drake Messed with the wrong guy. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sounds fine T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do they eat wolf meat there? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They hunt animals...But not wolves. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are your good old fashioned inn. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They have bards and everything. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sounds... normal T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only look at this...The Innkeeper is a wolf in disguise. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it seems that Dyvina isnt in her pub today T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is a dangerous one I tell you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a wolfen? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Half-Wolf disguised as human. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I would kill her but who would serve my most favourite wine and meat? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She hails from Yoinks. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye laughs out loud T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just like me. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: really? is she also a survivor? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me and her are the only ones that survived. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is younger than me...She has...180 or something like that. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: still longer than normal humans T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah..Her daughter is a newborn...30 years. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One more decade and she can learn how to hunt. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: newborn T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...30 years old... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: 30? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: isnt that more like a toddler? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well She is 3 years old in human years but I still call her a newborn. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She doesn't know how to hunt yet. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, im sure that she isnt lethal to humans T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if she doesnt know how to hunt T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She can bite I will give you that. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, she can bite T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...She can give a good beating to wood. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She usually bites wood and all. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i need a present then T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bare with because we are gonna enter a snow climate. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears and reappears holding a rabbit by its ears T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: cute. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: freashly caught T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am bringing her this drake. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, youre cheating T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you thought of that just now T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey It is my old friend...I gotta bring a living drake :) T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Watch out...It might bite your butt. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the drake he is holding T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i would like to see it try... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...I kinda removed It's teeth. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye forcefully opens the drake's mouth T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: quite a young one... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Agreed. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are we there yet? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Almost. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think im feeling the chills T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is ballfreezing snow here. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: remember, i dont have fur like you and im wearing light armour right now T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One of the main Witcher resistances is cold...We put you naked in the snow. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh yes, by the way, im not a witcher... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rattles in the cold T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...Take it like a man. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his eyepatch and his greeneye glows slightly T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at a lodge up on tbe small hill. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at a lodge up on the small hill. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stops shaking T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh! we are close! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts his horse. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows suit T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts walking towards the lodge. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drags the drake and tries to catch up Irya T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait up! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks on the door. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this thing is heavy! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the drake from your hand and puts it on his shoulders. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks on the door. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the door and looks down at a 3 year old child. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi there T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya crouches down and drops the drake infront of her. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello there... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is your mother? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the direction the girl points at. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands her the rabbit that was trying its outmost best to struggle free from the grasp T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles as the child giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens another door and starts looking around. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sees a HUGE fireplace at the front and people looking at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hides his right eye with an eyepatch and shakes from the cold T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hears the words of a bard :"Better make way when the Witcher comes" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly passes through the crowd of people and walks up to the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows behind Irya looking around the whole place T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey...Psssst...Sis! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is me sister! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hugs her. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How are you? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at her T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am fine I was just passing through... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Amarty! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya handshakes with Amarty and His Sister. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Holo...How is business? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around in confusion T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well gotta go...Damn Gorillas ain't gonna kill themselves. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs Greeneye and jumps through the window T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bye! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye! T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina pounces on Form Aldehyde, pinning him to the ground. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith emerges from a cloud of white mist and scans the horizen... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina blinks. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles and sits down by a tree with a bottle of brandy, and offers you some T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why, thank you. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith produces two cups to drink from... and pours the brande inside... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a little sip before sitting down on the grass. "Doesn't taste poisoned." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: .oO(Because when I want to test brandy for poison, the first thing I do is put it to my lips...) T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks offended "now why would i poisen you?" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins evilly at Evil Druid Turrillius. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Most sure-fire way to test it, Sir. If you die, it's poisoned. If you don't, it's not. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't know why you'd poison me, but a few reasons spring to mind. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles as he taps his massive longbow "if i wanted you dead, we wouldent be holding this Conversation..." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Probably not, I'd notice you notching an arrow and go into stalking mode instantly. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And then wait until you get bored and leave. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises his bow and fires within a blink of an eye... hitting a branch of a tree causing it to explode on impact... T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Exploding arrows? Haven't seen that in a while. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "it hit the thin part of the branch where it was split causing it to splinter... looking as if it exploded T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Fun fun. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith holds an arrow out "see no modifacations at all just a simple braudhead..." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits back onto the trunk of the tree... "care to try?" T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Then er, how would you kill the undead with it? T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes a dagger from her boot and pegs it in the ground. The grass around it instantly withers and dies. "I prefer knives, but thanks for the offer." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith bursts out lauphing "Haha! thats simple... you hit the part of their brain where it connects to their spinal chord... even zombies cant move if paralized..." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not a zombie, I'm a vampire. It'll just regenerate. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits back "yea... but thats where my silver daggers come in handy... dont worry i throw those just as well so you dont have to worry i wont harm ya..." T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina gets up and downs the rest of the brandy. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm off, thank you for the drink, it's been fun. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina disappears. T3/r7/2014-08-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles and stands.... mist soon forms around him and he is soon Engulfed by it... as the mist fades he is gone... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides through the Autumn Forest. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast scans the area and sees irya. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hello T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slows down. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You sober? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ish... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You like drinking. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm yah I suppose. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts his horse. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast summons chairs and drinks. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No thanks...I am not planning to sit. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh ok T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I will take the drink. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast hands irya a drink. and with his other hand he banishes the chairs T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts drinkinh T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: so what brings you to this forest? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: just passing through? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya glances about, licking his muzzle hungrily. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina drags Irya across the road. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is it? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points to the dragon on the roof of the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I tried to shoo the bloody thing, but it just keeps laying eggs in the windows. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his box and opens it up you see elixirs. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And I'm not getting my hands dirty, you can friggin' T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: kill it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks a red elixir and black one and a blue one. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets his one-handed crossbow from his belt and loads it with a silver bolt. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims the crossbow and shoots the dragon on the wing and it falls from the roof. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks towards the dragon loading his crossbow and after drawing his silver sword. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a hit of the fire from the dragon and has only slight burns...He shoots the dragon near the eye and charges at it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slashes the dragon and dodges it's bites. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs the dragon by the jaw and pulls it down continuously stabbing it in the head. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lets go of the jaw and kicks the dragons head breaking it's jaw. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hurry up, Lawrence already has a pot boiling inside. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the dragons head and smashes it with his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He made scrambled dragon's eggs. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps from the head as the dragon falls down dead. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Payment please. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 1000 gold. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have something better. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands you a silver sword, imbedded with a molten blue liquid resembling lava. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And what could that possibly be? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's worth a couple thousand, if you're not going to use it yourself. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya compares the sword with his. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I found it lying around next to a dead vampire hunter on the first floor. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is the weakest craftsmanship I have seen in my life...But It could sell very well. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And what could that possibly be? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sell it, then. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't give away gold. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A lava sword...Hmm...It will sell. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I accidentally cut my hand with it, it doesn't heal as fast as normal. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Slows down a vampire's healing process. Nasty thing. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So a vampire slaying sword I might decompose it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And add a upgrade to my sword. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I already have Essence slaying Chaos Enchant and Magic Enchant on this sword so why not Vampire Enchantment. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You gain a extra 2 quest points 'MCCP Bonus'. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Excuse me :) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Excuse you for what? What did you do? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing...I burped. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well that's nasty. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Friggin' living things and their... burping. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Excuse me. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Excuse you, again? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Excuse me for excusing so much. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I taught Lawrence how to make some good Dragon Steak. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: what a waste T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I actually like his slop. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: after years and years of it, you get used to it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He has a book of recipes. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gave it to him and I can say a hanfull of people came to the pub T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why would you do that? That's awful, I don't want that many... ugh... clients! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We can't always stick to the new ways...We need to improve. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They were all vampires. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Plus more blood on the steak. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I prefer tradition... but if they were vampires, that's not so bad... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need to improve tradition isn't always good. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: All of them were vampires...Hell even Greeneye liked it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't want good, I like my dingy little pub with its poisonous bathroom. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Otherwise, blood forbid, it'll turn into one of those... nice places. Like your sister had. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yuck. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My sister has the Best pub in the region. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, and that's awful. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Can't deal with those... nice... places. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why 3 Witchers protecting that place people drinking having fun T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I miss those days. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Then go have fun there. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can't too much work to be done here. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Like what nogal? We have a Lawrence, and four working chairs. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Monsters and all. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have monsters to kill. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I need enough money to move to the northern region. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 'slong as you don't get violent in my fine establishment, all's well. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah...alright. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and there comes Shadow walking down the road. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a bone whistle and Shadow turns into a horse. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up and mounts the horse. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, that's weird. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Agreed. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This horse was given to me and linked with me at the age of 5. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher George gave him to me. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This "dog" T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I sometimes forget what animal he is. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Witcher George? You people sure have some odd names. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher is his title...George is his name. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: George Isaac Mjoran...Is his name. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes well Witcher George still sounds damn funny. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: it's like... Cleric Longbottom T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is the first Dragonslayer amongst the Witcher slayer of Wraiths and Demons. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grins to herself. You must wonder what's on her mind. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: YES, but his name is still GEORGE T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He can be who he wants but he'll remain ol' Georgie T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dead George. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He died sadly. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks down and pets Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Did Dead ol' Georgie get eatoen? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: eaten * T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...Died of Age. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Then he really is Dead ol' Georgie :P T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He had Shadow with him his whole life and when I turned 5 he gave Shadow to me. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He trained me and when I turned 25...He died. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sad sad. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: May his soul rest in peace. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, may Ol' Georgie be happy in death and whatnot T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And the monsters he slew shall fear him even in death because this wolf amulet I have is his. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Righty-o T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not scared of ol' George, but I'm sure his name rings fear into people T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: "Ol' George" Ooohhh, goosebumps T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hugs Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Didn't your father teach you how to hide from Witcher George? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm just messing with you T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No, my father taught me how to rip throats. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well If your father was up against my father he would have gone poof. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...How is business going? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Anyway...Shadow sorry for sitting on your back for this long. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's go to the bounty board shall we? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: 'Course he'd go poof, that's what we do when we disappear. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Business is booming, as it should be. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns Shadow in the direction of the town and rides onward. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts singing to pass the time. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: " They Shun my ways and Avoid My Gaze." T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina flies overhead, curious about what you're up to. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "Better make way...When The Witcher comes...Better make make way when the Witcher comes." T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 'I drink dark Elixirs that gulf my guts in power...There is no pain that I can feel only blood that boils" T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "I have no love for Senartors Imms and Politicians I don't share their thrill with tiresome politics" T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: "I hunt my way for memory my pieces if the past I blast through a horde of men with valor and speed" T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya forgets most of the song and starts whistling the tune. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit George why didn't you write the song down for me? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I kinda made that up stop being angry with me Shadow I know my singing is horrible. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slows Shadow down as he is almost to the Bounty Board. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dismounts and walks up to the board. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm...Nekkar...Nekkar...Oh...Kraken. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Payment...10.000 gold...Not bad. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hovers next to you. "You gonna kill all of them for a measly 10000?" T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No the Kraken is 10.000 T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nekkars...both of them...6.000. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You mind If I stay in one of your rooms? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course not, you keep us in meat, we'll give you board. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts up and cuts through the air as he goes back to the pub. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina follows you from the skies. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Maybe I should leave my amulet infront of the door...Won't want any Vampires going in. ) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd get in anyway, it's my building. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Dyvina suspiciously. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't you dare bite me. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My blood would kill you...Full of mutagen. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Why would I do that? Wolfen blood is so... rich. Yuck. It's fatty, and you don't know where it's been T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( That brings some peace to me atleast. ) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks down at his stomach. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Am I fat? ) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm...Nah. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You aren't. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How the hell can you know what I am thinking? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Vampire...right. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No one'll hurt or try to hurt or bite you in the pub, ever. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: If they do, I put Lawrence on them, and you don't want that. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps off the horse and waits for you to land. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the door and keeps the door open for you to pass. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina crashes into the ground, leaving a big dent. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ladies first. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina walks into the pub gracefully. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly goes in and closes the door. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Will Shadow get some food out there? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lawrence give Shadow some slop!!! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina takes the bucket of slop from Lawrence and walks outside to feed Shadow. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits by the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence doesn't go outside. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Why? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's bound to the pub, he can't. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Lawrence...Give me some ale? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina returns and takes one of the mugs of ale from Lawrence. He hands you the other. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Cheers T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Kampai! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clings his mug with you and drinks. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina chugs half of the mug before smashing it down on the bar happily. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smashes a empty mug at the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...One more. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: One more mug? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina stares at you through barely focusing eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes another mug from Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina grabs an entire big bowl of mead. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks the mug and smashes it down on the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: More... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs a barrel full of mead and drinks it until it is empty. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Damn, take it easy. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sips at the bowl of mead. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes another barrel and drink it till it is dry again. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya breathes heavily. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up giving Lawrence a cold look. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If...I wash a youngshter If yee had whoreshh around here...Ish would... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya burps loudly. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You woulds whats? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya falls down. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Screww...Hehehe... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely takes a dark green elixir from his pocket and drinks it. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya almost pukes as he becomes sober after a minute. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I thought... it was against your beliefs... to screw. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When I was...a...youngster. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I told you that...If I was a youngster and you had prostitutes here...They would be gone in a second but I am grown now. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: We don't have prostitutes, but we do have that old bad in room 207 who likes a good tumble. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am married I love my wife and My time with that is over I don't like it anymore. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Good point T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is my room? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Room 206 T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Second floor hallway. Think the bathroom's been teleported close to there. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am next to the...Ewwww... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nah, the bathroom teleported right in between you and the ol' bat. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: So for the next twelve hours, you won't be next to her. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Phew. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And tomorrow morning, some of our guests will be off, and you can move a floor down T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: right into 137, in the Haunted Hall T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes up the stairs and starts searching for the room. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks up the stairs, wondering if Irya's alright. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya does some loud things in his room. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Seems fine then. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya does some hammering that the sound makes Lawrence shiver T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the door slightly. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DYVINA!!! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can I get a kettle up here, Please? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A kettle? For bloody what? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A party? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am upgrading my sword I need something to burn my Meteorite. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well er... fine then. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his hand out the door. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina plugs out one of the three kettles in the kitchen and brings it up to your room. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er, sure. Just don't break it, eh. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the kettle and closes the door immideately. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya continues hammering and the sound of fire can be heared. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles loudly. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya finishes hammering and all of that nonsense. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya exits out of his room leaving the kettle on the bar. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina sits with her bowl of mead and wonders what Irya's been doing. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his sword and puts it infront of you. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points the new blue carving near the tip. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right... T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Blue Vampire Carving. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina crosses her arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts pointing the red carving at the bottom. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Interesting T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Demon Carvingn T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes in the middle and points the green carving. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Spirit Carving T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right then T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs his fingers across the edge. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver Carving. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This blade can kill anything. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes the sword and puts it on his back next to the steel one. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Anything except Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence just respawns. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah..Lawrence doesn't exist. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Basically T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Maar daai was goed gese :P T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Looks like I will go to sleep. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Damn, mischan T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs up the stairs and goes to his room. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Good night T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Night! T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya enters his room. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Anyone here? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CaptainSoul: emote walks in on drink fest T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Heya. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag shakes the Captain of the Guard's hand. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag shakes CaptainSoul's hand. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CaptainSoul: nice to meet ya T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Where are you from friend? T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CaptainSoul: down south, the forbidden lands T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am up north. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CaptainSoul: cool T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am a engineer I invent things. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Dueing this fest I will be showing these babies. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag shows you some mechanical bombs. T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CaptainSoul: (im done rping for now i need to finish the academy) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: (Ok...type in :text to do those emotes) T3/r7/2014-08-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wanna see how they work? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag tinkers his bombs a bit on his portable workbench. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag screws in a couple of tiny gears into a bomb. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster: Peeks through a dust stained window of an old water mill, and see a gnome building a small structure out of legos on a bench T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster: Peeks through a dust stained window of an old water mill, and see a gnome building a small structure out of legos on a bench T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster: Peeks through a dust stained window of an old water mill, and see a gnome building a small structure out of legos on a bench T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LugNut the JellyMonster: sorry touchscreen :( T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag grabs one of his bombs and goes out of town. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag giggles at LugNut the JellyMonster's actions. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag sees a monkey-like monster dashing through the grass. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens one part of the bomb and spins a mechanical wheel inside of it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag throws the bomb when the monster stopped moving. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag closes his eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag hears a screaming sound and a spark sound. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens up his eyes and sees a electrified corpse of the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well...That works. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hmmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag walks up to the corpse and starts checking it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens the creature's mouth and sees burns even inside of it T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hmmm...Internal burns via Spark Bomb...Interesting. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag reaches into his pocket and takes a tiny metal ball in his hand T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag peeks from the grass and sees a similar creature eating a dog. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag crushes the ball and throws it at the monster T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag covers his ears as the bomb gives off a extremely loud noise and 5 quick sparks around the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at the monster closely as it starts drooling and barely crawling. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Target is incapacitated...All basic functions are gone due to high frequency sound T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag moves closer to check the crawling monster. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Target is also blinded and has a very weak jaw. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hmm...Look at this...Monster cannot even use it's scent so It doesn't know where it is going. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( Anybody gonna roleplay? ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts his foot on the monster's head and crushes it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag slowly walks back to the town. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Because you have short legs? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Don't look at me like that. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bamboo!!! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I found your locket! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag starts hammering a sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to Grimmag T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hello T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what are you smithing there? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well...Silver Sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am the one that makes them the best. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: silver... i see T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how good do you think you are? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag chuckles. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am the best. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I make equipment and weaponry. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: THE best? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: THE best. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I also invented what you humans call grenades. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ha ha ha T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at your sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how much is one of THE best silver sword you have? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Capable of ripping through a sea wraith's skin without any complications. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i mean the cost T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i need a silver sword to kill beasts... well... someone suggested me that T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: 300.000.000 T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Who suggested you that? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there is a witcher called Irya T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: His father came here a lot. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: The sword I gave him is worth 300.000.000 T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: his father died after he was born T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wrong father. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius steps out of the shadows and drops a sword on the ground, covered in ichor and matted with the fur of some wild beast at the feet of Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: His Step-Father. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Witcher George Isaac Mjorn. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he doesnt have a father T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Silver is for spending on cheap ale. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well George was more of a mentor to the kid. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out a bag of precious gems T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at the gem. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i hope this is enough... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i got more T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the gems and puts them one the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am also gonna need some of your soul. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye diggs in his coat pockets T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wha?! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my soul? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: The best sword is forged with the soul of the wearer. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well a piece of it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, how do you do that? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a weird crystal device and puts it on the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I didn't use this old thing ever since George got his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... hope it does not hurt T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Put your hand on the crystal. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, how do you know George? Just how old are you? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Older than you think. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: 500 years old... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well 510 years. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is quite old... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That sword of George is as old as me. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well 200 yeara behind. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: um... i have another business get to, when will i be able to get my sword? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: In a few days...Just put your hand on the crystal. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You want to be a Witcher, eh? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts his hand on the crystal T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... i am an assassin... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag smiles as the crystal opens up and a blade stabs Greeneye's hand T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Now...let go of the crystal. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his hand T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at the crystal as it closes and starts shining and spining. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at his damages hand T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a red potion from his desk and gives it to you. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It will make your hand better. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drinks the potion T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This crystal will be spinning for some time...While we wait let's talk. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger barges into the room, interrupting the conversation. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, but not too long, i have somebody to visit T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What is it? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at WarBurger T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger grabs Greeneye by the neck before he has the time to react! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger licks Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger bursts out in a maniacal laughter. KyaHahHAHhAHaHhaHA!@!!@ T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag pulls out a weird gun and aims it at WarBurger. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HotDog WarBurger flees into the darkness! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wipes his face T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Weird... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts the gun down. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Listen...Maybe I can train you...to be a Elite. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ive seen him before... last time he sprayed ketchup on me T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Me too. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: elite on what? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... sounds good... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A Witcher is a Genetecally modified super elite soldier. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I will not inject you with that mumbo jumbo. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... Irya is a wolfen T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and im a human T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You are a human...You will be like the Elite Guard. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But here is the fun part...He wasn't always a wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whispers to Grimmag, "Actually, i am not a human. But for now i am one. Ill tell you the details a bit later on" T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I will teach you how to be a Elite and give you the necessary tools. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youll see it by my blood T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... i should consider this T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...But you already took the first step in becoming one... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag hears a magic sound as the crystal is done. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Giving your soul for the greater good. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the crystal and shows it to you as it glows green. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Interesting...Souls are usually white. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But I guess this will do. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...what does that mean T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You want a ride? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ride? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That means that you my friend are telling me the truth. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You want a so called Mechanical Bike? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait a moment, i need to go kill someone T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( I love being a Steampunk dwarf lol ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that sounds amazing T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the crystal and puts it next to the given materials for the sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i dont have the time right now T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Let me show you If you want. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...See you later. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come by when you are done. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: we can talk when we meet again T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( STEAMPUNK bike. ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Agreed. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( Steampunk Dwarf...Not a bad idea. ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hurries out after saying his thanks T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag returns to making the Silver Sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the workshop T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag keeps hammering away at his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina perks up, something must have grabbed her attention. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You're new. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Aye. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, er, welcome. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Grimmag is my name...I am a master Blacksmith. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Wonderful, we haven't had one of them in a while. Actually, I think the last one's still lost on the second floor of my pub somewhere. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina claps her hands together cheerfully. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Who is the last one? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Some guy named George, I think. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Or that might be the person who gave Irya that silly dog. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm not sure. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: George?...Why does that name sound familiar? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's... a fairly common name, isn't it? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( Have you been reading The Witcher Books? ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Anyway, what're you working on there? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Grenades. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Witcher George? Yes, that's the one you're thinking of, isn't it? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Monster hunter? Probably dead, right? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes...Master Witcher. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Grenades? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, yeah, I remember talking about Ol' Georgie. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes a invention I have been developing for years. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I was listening to that conversation. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Are they a fruit? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No they are machines that are used for throwing and exploding on impact. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You were? I didn't see you. But ah, the pub has so many dark little corners. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Throwing and exploding? That sounds. Fun. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I like my shadow weapon though. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes...Interesting man that Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's. Er. Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's. Yeah. Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And what is this dog? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina twirls The Beast in her hand. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I donno, you should know, shouldn't you? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You know all about witchita-people. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have read books about them. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Maybe that dog is his soul or somewhat. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, then you should know the dog-thingie. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I just know it eats all of my food and never says thank you. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Damn... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina shakes her head. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Friggin' wolves and their dogs. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Mind If I park near the building? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: What're you parking? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I wouldn't suggest parking outside and then staying in the pub too long. It teleports every twelve hours so you might lose your ride. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag rushes outside with his small legs and jumps on a Steamy Mechanical Motorbike. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And it's got only about an hour left of this go-around. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Is there a place I can put it in? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose you could put it in the pantry. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, you won't mind, would you? Of course you wouldn't, you're Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag slowly drives the bike towards the pantry. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( Steampunk Dwarf FTW! ) T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Thank you Lawrence...Now keep it safe will ya? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence keeps everything safe. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: With the exception, maybe, of human fingers. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag walks into the pub again. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But, that's not his fault T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: They make a lovely soup. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have been living here for a week and all I got was slop. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Why don't you guys change the menu? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: The only one good meal was that Dragon Steak. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Because, we all love soup. Lawrence, Aldehyde, Greeneye and I. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: slop, not soup, damnit T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Where is the Witcher in that list? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You and Irya, are, first and foremost, the same person, and secondly, you're the only ones to ever complain. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Eleksis and Kythrala enjoyed the slop too. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: As did Bobolai, a long time ago. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am a dwarf he is a wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Big difference. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not necessary to fix something that ain't broke. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What you need to be fixed? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Nothing T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag grabs his hammer and screwdriver. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Except, perhaps, the chair in the corner T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The one that only has one leg. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That is easy. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You got any more wood here? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, the floorboard that splintered apart. Would be helpful. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er no of course not. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Only the wood in the pantry, but that's for the slop. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't use that to fix a chair. Madness. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag grabs 3 metal chair legs from his bag and starts fixing the chair. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Metal legs? Brutal. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have everything in my bag...You name it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This bag...Is endless. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Bagels? Tinkies? SLOP? T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You don't have that, it doesn't have it all T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Except for those things. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well then I have no use for your bag T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But spark grenades... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Flame Grenades,Frost Grenades,Yrden Grenades. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Basically, blow-up things. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Parts,ammunition, T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Tools and a portable crafting station. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I prefer The Beast. It's a shadow-damage weapon, and it's vampiric, so it regenerates me while I fight. All I need. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I can upgrade it if you want. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I might add a rune to it. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's maxxed out in every way. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Do any more to it and it'll become volatile. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes some sort of pistol from his pocket. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag aims it at your sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag fires off the shot. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It isn't a sword. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yup...Resistant. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't just shoot people's daggers. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: If It can take a bullet it can take anything. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's rude. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: My dear...I am accurate. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Done with the chair. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Doesn't matter, you just don't shoot people's daggers. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts the pistol back on his belt. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And I'm not your dear, I'm someone else's dear. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Oh goodie... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right, I am going to hit the coffin for the night. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am not interested in your husband. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina heads down a hidden hallway. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wait!!! T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I need to pay my staying tax. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina turns halfway and raises an eyebrow. "Yes?" T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pay it to Lawrence. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag gives Lawrence a gem. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This might be worth 5 months. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina disappears down the hallway. T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into view and looks around the small field T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles as he rests his back against a large tree in the center of the field T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes this moment of peace to take a small rest... every thing seems quiet enouph... T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stretches after enjoying his nap T3/r7/2014-08-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up and prepares to leave T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands on a shore T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina waddles around in the sand awkwardly. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices her T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: emote washes up asleep on the beach T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast washes up asleep on the beach T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oh look, a person. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to HellaBeast and wakes him up T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: huh what where am i, what? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: What happened to you? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh hello T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: you are on the beach and it is a lovely day. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: greetings later, you just ruined my day by being washed up on a shore T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i didnt want to see any more corpse T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: idk but my head hurts and everything looks brighter than it should be. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i dont think im a corpse T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast pinches himself T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, there are zombies which are corpse that is alive why cant there be an opposite? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye thinks to himself T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah... wouldnt that just be a corpse? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'm a vampire... and I'm undead. does that make me a corpse? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, youre right on that T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast agrees! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: then you're being racist! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not you Dyvina T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre a vampire, and vampires think and they have culture T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: good! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: therefore, a intellegent race T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye thinks to himself again T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: yah your like every other person except you have pointy fangs. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: humans normally dont think... does that mean we are beasts? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: and I eat other persons. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks at dyvinas fangs T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: do you eat eldars? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: pointy fangs... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: arent elders like humans? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No, they're a bit chewy. Just humans, and sprites. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: sometimes elves. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i think its all the magic energy that makes us chewy. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye laughs out loud T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, does vampires eat each other? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: do they? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know some humans eat each other T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't eat other vampires T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and the wolves T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But I know there are some who do. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... im just very glad that i met the good and friendly vampires T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I wouldn't say friendly... Lazy maybe. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is that so? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: indeed. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hmm what about all this sun dosnt that bother you? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre right T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it bothers me T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wouldnt it bother you more? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina motions to a ring on her finger. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at The Vixxen Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's a regeneration ring. As fast as the sun burns me, the ring can heal me. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i thought i sensed some magic. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: technology these days... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sighs T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: so it's just a tingly sensation. Nice, really. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: being seared by violent turrent of solar waves and being patched up simultaneously? nice? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or did i just over dramatise it? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: well, if you put it that way... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: it doesn't sound that nice T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... then i suppose it is my mistake. i apologise T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry i ruined your day T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: dont be, you are right in a sense. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am just not a huge fan of the sun T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i like it cloudy and wet T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I like it dark. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, dark is good as well... just that i cant see very well T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now that i think about it, i do like it dark T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: before anything, HellaBeast, how did you manage to arrive in that state? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: uh you know those drinks i make with my magic? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...no T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: walk up and begins whispering to hellabeast T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why, hello princess T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: runs away and di T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast acks! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: she just poisoned me T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: runs away and doesnt look back T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast falls to the ground T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye couldnt register the situation and tilts his head T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Zyboria? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina saunters over and bites Hellabeast, sucking out the poison. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: thank you T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: HellaBeast? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: thats how i got here T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: she poisoned one of my drinks T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and now shes doing it again T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye still doesnt follow the situation and tilts his head T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and conjures a drink for everyone T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how did you end up in the sea? T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Dyvina, that was an amazing first aid ive seen in my lifetime T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i dont quite recall but i do know that the poison has a paralasis agent in it T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: thats why i fell so quickly T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... my... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Poison makes blood taste a tad sour, but it's good. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ring combats poison too T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: glad to help you out with a... meal. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: glad to save your life :P T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i did learn some powerful poison mixes from the lizardpeople... but never thought that they would use it on their friends... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what have you done... T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: its a cruel joke really? since i survived the ocean i suppose shes not trying to kill me. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scans HellaBeast for possible wrong doing T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina tsks Greeneye. You feel sorry for him. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i think its here idea of a prank T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: her* T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh? i never had a lizard friend so i wouldnt know T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes a drink T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It is indeed funny T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: dyvina i could summon some blood for you if that would be prefered T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just becareful, those poisons can easily take out lives if you arent resistant to it T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: that's alright, I should be fine T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Vampires wouldnt drink from magic T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if they did, they would be sucking on fresh zombies and mutants T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye quickly adds, "if they have a necromancer" T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ahh i see im not very well aquainted with vampires, the only undead im familiar with are spirits and zombies T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: well. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye quickly adds, "never mind. they just like it fresh" T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: necromancers wont do T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: we like it fresh T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: fresh from the source i understand T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices something and opens a portal, bashes something inside and pulls out an assassin T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he was spying on us T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye closes the portal T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its my customer! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs toward the forest saying his good bye T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye? see you later! T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: by T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye! * T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves happily. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: good bye, good Greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina walks to the pub which teleported to the forest at her command T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: now thats a cool trick, sure i can summon drinks but you've got a whole bar T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It teleports every twelve hours and I cant afford to lose it again. It took me fifty years to find it last year. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: sounds like it can be quite the pain T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: -g T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag does work around his bike. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: 'Yo Ho Ho...I build and bash' T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag keeps hammering away near the engine. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays the violin. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing her violin. T3/r7/2014-08-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag does some awkward things around a belt full of satchels and poaches. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into view T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices Grimmag from far away T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: 'Yo Ho Hoy...I build I bash through defenses with my machines' T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at Greeneye T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag starts thinking deeply. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Oh yeah...YOU!!! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I built your sword! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith readys his bow T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why, hello there! long time no see! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Agreed old friend. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come into my shop. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises an eyebrow. shrugs. and ghosts from sight. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes away his big goggles and puts them away. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come,Come. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the shop after having a glance at Tacekeith T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Aye...Long time indeed. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my swords done? good news! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: long time... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag goes on in the back and barely brings 3 swords on the table. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it was indeed... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag gives you one of the swords. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Swing it a bit. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points at the dummy as he moves from the counter. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holds one of the swords T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: light! and tough! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come on...swing it normally. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in next to green eye silently. "impessive work but i prefer knives." as he swings a sword around exparamentivly T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swings at the dummy T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the sword from your hand and throws it in the forge. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag gets the 2nd sword and gives it to you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A little bit heavier sword this one. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? what was that for? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Too light for you the last one. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I built three. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes the sword and swings it at the dummy T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: The one that fits you the most will be yours. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith puts the sword down on a table and pulls out his silver knife "tell me what you think of this grimmag." T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the sword from your hand and throws it at the forge. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes the 3rd more demon-like sword and gives it to you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Too small. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Too small Trace T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come on...Try it...built by your soul and a demon's soul. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come on Greeneye...Swing it. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes the knife and flicks his wrist... it flies into the dummies head. "small is good in my profession..." T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Tracekeith, i am a master assassin. i do prefer knives over swords but they wont do to kill opponents that fights you one on one T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Same as your rump size Trace. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its just too short T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yeah...Greeneye is a pro...Now swing your sword Greene. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this one? what happens if you dont like this as well? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Just try it. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swingz the sword at the dummy T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag crosses his arms and laughs. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Oh The Sword that was the hardest to craft is your style. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok... am i just very bad at using swords? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That sword...Is yours. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Built by a demon soul and your soul. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, really? thanks T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: demon? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You would be suprised what I have in my arsenal. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow, you really went through a lot T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a belt from the drawer. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This belt carries your necessary equipment. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts it on the table. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i already have one... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at his worn out leather belt T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points at the belt witb a lot of pouches. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This one carries equipment. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And yours needs some repairing. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: So anyway... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith reappears with a dufflebag of weapons "i have axes flails some polearms... i have plenty of weapons... just never use them... i prefer two knives... short and sweet" T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts his hand in the pouches and takes one of each gadget. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes the belt and replaces his old one T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag starts pointing around. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Woah wait...Let me show you how it goes. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? does it have a method? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes the dufflebag and chucks it into a nexus. "greatest storage ever..." T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Tracekeiths weapons T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you use them all? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wait Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "yea im good with each... mastered over half." T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am a master at all weapons. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: So anyway...Greeneye listen carefully. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes the belt and hands it over to Grimmag T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre a smith... its obvious T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...So... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yea, im all ears T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Spark Bomb,Flame Bomb,Frost Bomb,Samash Bomb... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That is the bomb category. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "anyway id best be off" and summens a nexus and puts the weapons inside "secret storage location" and ghosts from sight after closing the nexus T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Throwing Knives,One-Handed Crossbow,Shuriken,Rope Blade... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ranged Weapons. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whooa, there! no bombs! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Now...The Meele Weapons. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You are gonna need them. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont use explosives that well T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You don't like poison or smoke bombs? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Bye Tracekeith T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Now the hand to hand category... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ripper and Fiber-Wire. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i use instant kill only T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not bad, hand to hand is good. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ripper rips through organs...And Fiber Wire chokes the enemy possibly decapitating them. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ranged is also important. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And the bombs are also useful. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come outside let me show you what each of them can do. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens the door and goes in the back of the show where you see captured monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens the door and goes in the back of the shop where you see captured monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows Grimmag with a little confusion T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...First...The Spark Bomb. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens one part of the bomb and throws it at one monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag covers his eyes as sparks rip through the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye watches what Grimmag is doing T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Internal burns and neural shock aswell as organ incapacity. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Next one...The Flame Bomb. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens one part of the bomb and hits it a bit and throws it at the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points out as the monster is covered in oil and fire. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Next monster...As I show you the Frost Bomb. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag opens one part of the bomb and starts spinning a wheel inside of it and throws it at the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag feels a slight breeze as the monster is turned into solid ice. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag moves on to the next monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You following me? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye seems fasinated by that T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Samash Bomb... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that... is cool! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This monster is huge. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Almost like a Bear. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean really T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Now look at how I can handle him in a second. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag crushes the tiny metal ball and throws it at the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Cover your ears boy. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag covers his ears as the extremely loud sound and 5 quick sparks go around the monster as it falls. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye covers his ears T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...Done Look at this. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow, that was loud T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points at the drooling monster as it can't move nor move. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points at the drooling monster as it can't move it's jae. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag points at the drooling monster as it can't move it's jaw. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It distrups all of their neural functions. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag slaps the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It is like a vegetable. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: All that power in this tiny little ball. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is stunned in many ways T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am not done...yet. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a blue crystal like bomb and throws it at a harpy giving off a pushing force forcing the harpy to land. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Sajave Bomb...It gives off a gravitational force that pushes or injures. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...um... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag drops a bomb next to you and it gives away smoke. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Smoke Bomb...*cough*...Nothing better. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wha?! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It gives away smoke!!! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag coughs loudly. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks surprize T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but um... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That is only one category of equipment. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls his inside of his pockets T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont have money for these T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You gave me the gem. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i can pay for some of these T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And just because you gave me your soul it is enough aswell. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I build these every day. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... my soul? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: For your sword yes. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I saved a fragment of it for future inventions. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... yes i remember T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: So you paid everything. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am just showing you off. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i have no idea how to use these... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I will show you more in detail. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But I am just showing off equipment to you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Now...Range... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out a wire amd a ripper T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag pulls out a dagger and throws it at the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No those are hand to hand. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ripper can be held by one hand wire needs two. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...now... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, these i can use T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but others... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag pulls out a One-Handed Crossbow and shoots at a monster and quickly loading ir back. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: This crossbow has a magazine worth 3 shots. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i think i saw that somewhere... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes Witchers use these a lot T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: three? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just three ammo? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: One shot pull a trigger And it loads. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes without loading. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It does it automatically. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Until it runs out of bolts they you need to load the magatine. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i thought the total ammo... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Until it runs out of bolts they you need to load the magazine. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a Rope Blade and throws it at one of the monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what are these then? decorations? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag pulls the monster towards him. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out a shuriken and places it on his chest T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Oh... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait i got loades of these... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: They are for humans. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Knives are for monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag keeps pulling the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is te difference? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...kid...Use the ripper on the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Steel is shuriken silver is Throwing Knife T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tears the monster apart casually T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag shows his approval by clapping his hands together. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not bad... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Rope Blade captures a monster...Giving you the ability to pull it. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does this work well on humans as well? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the rope blade and the ripper T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes..But Fiber Wire is mostly used for swordfights. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Due to the fact that the wire is sharp you can cut hands of with the Wire. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there wont be sword fights unless the opponent is a professional or a master class T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes only massacre. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have traps aswell but you are gonna need a bag for that. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... silent kill weapons? any? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wire Poison Bomb and Crossbow. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And the blackjack. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you didnt mention that before... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Also Rope Blade. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You can find Blackjacks. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Anywhere you go. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks into the belt povkets T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: If you want I can build you one. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: build? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes a Blackjack. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You want one? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know... im too confused right now T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what does it do? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Smashes the skull. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... hammer? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It is a small club slightly bigger than your hand. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: anvil? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A small club with a metal piece on top. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: piano? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag giggles. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: club? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No a club. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A very small one actually slightly bigger than your hand. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i dont know how to use clubs or any heavy weaponry except structures T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Easy...Just mash it one the head. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag pulls out a heavy steel sword. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...How good of a swordsman are you? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thats for everything in general T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag wields the heavy steel sword in one hand. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sword? intermediate i suppose... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Wanna round? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No rules...Just fight for your life. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am not gonna kill ya kid. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, without my other skills? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No magic... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: That is my only rule. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no magic T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Gadgets and Skills are allowed if they are magical skills they are not allowed. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blends in with the surrounding completly disappearing from sigbt T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag uses a flame bomb. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You think you can get away from me eh? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears next to you T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag dodges T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that wont work T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag throws a spark bomb at you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears again T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag focuses on sound. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You make more sound than my wife. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye speaks through a tree next to you, "hey, im here" T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag throws a frost bomb at you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Damn trees. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye giggles from the ground T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Is this hide and seek or sword fighting? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the nature wins all by all T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag drinks a white potion T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag throws his heavy sword at you hitting you next to your head. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I win. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points out to Grimmag, "look at your side" as you bleed there T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: close call T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag patches up the bleeding spot. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I feel no pain sonny. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears from the roof of a house T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes his sword. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, i lose T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You rely to much on stealth... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was here the whole time but i have to agree that i am a scary cat T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: People like me who have this potion can see you very easily. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye lands next to Grimmag T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks around with his yellow eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Damn my eyes hurt. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you cant, that was my presence but not my self T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: In a fight...I expect you to cheat. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I expect you to play unfair...Use everything you got to survive. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i learned how to make potions and poisons from the lizardpeople T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Good so you know this potion I drank. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: When you see people with this..Kill them first. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know, but i cant deny the truth that i am bad with swords T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I can teach you If you want. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, its fine T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No...It is free. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you already helped me more than i paid you for T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or else i will feel guilty T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It is free friend...I want to make a great person out of you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye thinks to himself T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You remind my of my boy. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im an assassin who feels guilty... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: So you don't belong there then. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You belong on a noble goal boy. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i dont T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but in this world, this is what i am good at T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Being a assassin. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Why do you need the silver sword then...Why the belt? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I see a great person. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: these days some insanely rich people wants me to kill this gorilla in some thick jungles with extremely venomous snakes T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You want to be a Witcher then...That is what one does. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and later i realized they wanted the snakes to be killed T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they used me T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but they pay well T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yeah...As a Witcher... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You have authority to kill the person that doesn't pay you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i would rather kill humans. they are much easier T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: People shun your ways...Avoid your gaze. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true, but killing evil doers will create new unknown evil doers T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Don't we all kill. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will rather have them under my sight T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And you keeo killing. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No matter what If the coin is good just keep killing. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, since i dont have much income, i need to hunt my own food supply T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You should see the Witcher training. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: which one? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: At the age of 15 you have to kill a Nekkar with your bare hands. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, yes i heard Irya say that T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have seen him do it...We couldn't tell the difference between him and the monster. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, to kill a monster you have to become like one T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Yes... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i dont like becoming a monster so i cheat T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: He went from a mommas boy to a Real man. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Oh he cheats..You should have seen him during the Fall Of The Witchers. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i know Iryas stories... how about you? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: He doesn't talk to me much. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye listens close T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I was given birth during war...My mother got killed...And a soldier dragged me out of there. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: My step mother was a prostitute trying to make a living for me and my brother. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: My father was a Mastwr Blacksmith. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that should have been sad... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: She got killed when I turned 10. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Some say a Witcher wasn't happy with her and kileld her. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: My father had no choice but to sell my brother. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: In order for me and him to make a living. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye listens closely T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: He thought me how to blacksmith..These scars on my face are mostly from him. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: taught* T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: At the age of 20 I became a better blacksmith than my father... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: He later on died of illness. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I...in order to revive my mother went out the seel the gem of resurrection. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But...Instead I became Immortal...A curse I hope I never had. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! revive?! nonsence! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: My mother that gavr me birth...I wanted love... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I wanted to know. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, you were an immortal being? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No...This gem...Turned me into this. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I can't get rid of the curse. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: So I have lived for 500 years so far... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I still have ways to go. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: And that is me. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you know the most dangerous and scariest curse ever? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: No. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I, as the master of Chaotic arts, will tell you that i have revived someone before T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I don't need chaos...I have seen what it does. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not in this world, but the one before i came here T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: reviving is to kill someone twice T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i killed my lover twice T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You had a wife? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this mistake and scar will not be healed until i suffer death T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not married yet. we were a great match, i was strong enough to protect her... was what i thought T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my mistake killed her T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What truly happened? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and through that madness i found the one who practices the magic of bonds and boundaries, the Chaotic arts. the forbidden art. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will not say it... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hides his face T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recovers T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts his hand on your shoulder. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Boy...We are all doomed. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i mastered the art and called her back T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You need tl accept that...We are all doomed. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she... she... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: What? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...and i killed her... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag comforts you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: revival is a curse the worst kind T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag looks at the trees. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i killed a country for her and i killed her... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: We all kill... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag sits next to you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I am getting too old. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: such... no, nevermind... its not this world T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im fine T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I hope. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Leave the arts. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Leave everything... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i think that is the reason i am in this world T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I...can try and make you...A Warrior a Fighter and a Saviorn T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, now i remember. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag puts his big hands on tge steel sword. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the reason i came here T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Why? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: to run from my past, but it seems i found it... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Don't you dare end your own misery. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no i dont T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: You are a capable and strong person... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Live through the pain...like a man. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am to suffer but not die T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag gets up and puts his huge sword on his back. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Good boy. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: But we should seriously reconsider your lifestyle. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Tea or Ale? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recovers his emotional stability T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ale, of course. a killer drinks ale T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag takes a Nekkar by it's neck and throws it infornt of you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: farmers drink tea T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come on...Kill it. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Good training for you. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lifts up his eye patch and reveals his right eye T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: A normal swing shall do. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Come on my Axii spell won't hold it for long. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye focuses his green right eye onto the nekkar as its life is absorbed into the eye and it crumbles into dust T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts the eye patch back on and hides his green eye T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i needed to refuel my Chaos T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Ok...tea it is. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why not ale? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Here it is. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag goes out of the shop holding a glass of tea. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye beggs Grimmag T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag slowly walks towards you and gives you the tea. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aaalleee T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its been ages since i had ale T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: need alcohol in my blood T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but not too much T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves the tea and drinks it T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... not bad T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: refreshing... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Good. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and healthy... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: It is the middle of night and we are drinking tea. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Good show. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag shows his approval by clapping his hands together. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should seriously consider changing my diet now... T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye finishes his tea T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Well...My wife is calling me...Time for bed I guess. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but isnt ale cheaper? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I don't care I am freaking rich. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh! look at the sun! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: time for work! T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: want a ride? T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye, see you next time T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Umm...Bye. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag turns around. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no its fine i have spells T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: Pffft...Spellcasters. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag enters the shop and closes it. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i have enough mana for just once T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so, normally i run T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag: I have a motorbike. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimmag . o O ( Steampunk Dwarf lol ) T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, it wont be able to go through thickets of woods T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs towards the forest and disappears T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen sits by the side of the rode. T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen: Or the road T3/r7/2014-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen: Whichever you'd prefer. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into view T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks around T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks a white potion and looks around with his yellow yes. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks a white potion and looks around with his yellow eyey. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in behind irya "hellow..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns around not looking suprised. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hellon T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "care for a drink?" hes holding a couple bottles of whisky. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith hands one to irya T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the bottles with his yellow glowing eyes. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No thanks. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't drink anymore. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "allright no bother to me." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits down by a tree "what brings ypu this way?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Witcher I hunt monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And shields :) T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: mis T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "is that so? may i ask whats your prefered weapon?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silver Sword I specialise in all weaponry. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "i prefer knives myself... dual silver knives... if i cant use this Obviously" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith taps the massive longbow strung over his shouldee T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith taps the massive longbow strung over his shoulder T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his one-handed crossbow. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This one is better. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya corsses his arms. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: whats the draw strength T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mechanical...It can shoot through a piece of wood no problem. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith removes the massive longbow from his shoulder and lets you examine it... its a thick peice of wood with a drawstrength to imbed an arrow half deep into a large cherry tree trunk... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have seen better. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "Maybe... but its a diffrence in opinion which is better... for example... in my eyes... any one can use that cross bow with ease in short ampunt of time and can be a good shot... whith this it took me years of training to be a great shot..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith replaces the longbow over his shoulder. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits back down letting his back rest in the trunk of the tree... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the tree. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits there relaxing... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears bursting out of the tree T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn that flower! T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "hellow greeneye... liking your new equipment from yesterday?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye raises his fist to the sky T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, hi Tracekeith T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye Hello friend. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith has a flashback... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, i do. just that i dont know how to use most of it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, you were here as well? hi Irya T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith stands up quickly. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly turns around and walks away. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gotta go...See ya guys. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades and he mutters something under his breath. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tries to fix the tree T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye, see you later T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks into the horizen at a glowing orange of the sunset... deep in thought... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye heals the tree with many different potions and herbs before joining Tracekeith T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is it? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "its nothing... just old memories that i buried long ago..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: old memories? what for? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Ummm...Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi Lenda T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: What old memories? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Where have you guys been? I have been waiting for someone to RP all day lol T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if you cant speak it, its fine, everyone has one T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits down by the tree "its fine sit..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I am quite a busy person... you know... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am a travelling bard. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits on a nearby rock T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im a master assassin T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda sits on the groundn T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Oh...You evil? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs as his smile fades "when i was just a boy my city was burned to the ground.... my parenta amd i survived... along with some others..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is for you to judge T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda takes out her violin and starts playing it. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, before that, where are you from? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: 'There was once a man named Greeneye, who constamtly conquered death, but in a battle between good and bad he may take his final breath' T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh, theres a real bard T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda blushes. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits back and starts watching the sunset "i had to watch that city burn... and all that watch the undead of the city... feasted on the flesh of the living.... all in the city returned to nothing.... i was spared for reasons i do not know..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by who? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: 'Tracekeith...Watched as the sparks of war tore his land...They shun his ways and avoif his gaze' T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: undeads? or bandits? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: undead devoured the flesh of all who remained of the survivers... ok? all else i know is that that same night the fire started was that there was an echo of the words "return to nothing" there was no war... we were neutral... just a sick, sick way to Torment the people... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda slaps Tracekeith. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Show some respect. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith growls "i should say the same to you!" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am a Woman! T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, ok... no fighting T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: I am trying to sing a song here! T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tries to calm them both T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith takes a deep breath "i am aware.. but dont try to sing one if you dont know what its about." amd ghosts from sight. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in behind lenda "if you heard of me then you know my title is the ghost walker... do you know why?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Because you are a lame ghost? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "no because i have walked Amongst them." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wonders, "is that a skill from a ghost? or a shadow?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Yeah...And I am the Godess of Love. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda: Blah Blah. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... that makes sense T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where do you find the ghosts? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in ontop of the tree... "i am called ghost walker for this very ability... because i can walk Amongst the ghost relm and return to the living relm" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda plays the violin agressively jumping around. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know of this ability, i want it, but i do nit know the method of earning it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith flicks his wrist sending a siver dagger flying... it cuts the violen strings of lendas violin. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: "unfortently it cannot be earned..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda smiles as the violin regenerates. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lenda keeps playing the violin. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks to greeneye "however...." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then, explain yourself! T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are you a ghost yourself? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs and ghost from sight... and appears behind greeneye... "no i am not a ghost... but i can walk in their plain of existence... if you like i can give you a brief explanation..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will hear T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "you are aware there are two plains of existance correct?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, ive seen many more T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: of which one of them is here T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "yes yes but the two i walk in is the living plain and the plain of the dead..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye nods T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "i am able to travel between those two plains at will when i dissapear" before he ghosts from sight... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in sight sitting by the tree "i pass into the relm of the dead and when i reappear i step back into the relm of the living..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: to do that you will need to either tear open a portal or a rift with a key or a password for that plane if i am correct T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "nope..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so there was another way... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "you are aware on how psi's are able to slow the process of time at will? and yet no one else cant?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "its like that except on slowing time i pass between relms... understand?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "except of sorry mispoke..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight... and reappears infront of greeneyes T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i... dont get it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why time? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "the psi's are able to slow down time at will... you know they do thos to dodge attacks... right?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "so you understand the power right?..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "however every thing in their relm is ectoplasm so im able to pass through walls sence i keep my moleculer structure..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... no keys to there and back? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades "nope... however i could.... no... never tried that... never mind... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "might as well forget about it friend... why do you ask?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith waits patiently for greeneyes responce T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "why do you asl about a key greeneye?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shrugs and says "well i could help if you told me why you asked..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: because i want to go back T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am not from this world T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith raises an eyebrow "what?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not these planes but the world itself T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is how i knew there were more than one plane in thsi world T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i wasnt born here T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i appeared. but without my memories T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "im sorry but i can only travel between planes that way not worlds... if you want that then theres other methods that i can help with... but... i dont know why you asked if there was a key for the relm of the dead if you seeked another world..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if there is a possibility of keys, there will be a way back T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i need to see them and live with them T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im sure i might get the tiniest piece of help at the least T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles... "well i can Either A:i can return memorys or B:possibly bring you to the relm of the dead... but the dead of this world." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: take me T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and i will learn T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his eyepatch and reveals his poison green right eye T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "take you where... you say you wernt born here... but the relm of the dead is that of this world... do you seek a world of the sky or of the dead? answer that first..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blinks as the green eye glows an overwhelming aura and a mark shows etched on it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dead T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is the sky? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "look up" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks up T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, first the dead T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith explains "the worlds in space... if you said that you were born ob another world then we would Imagine you came from one of them." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "where were you born? the relm of the dead? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, definately not from the sky or the universe T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is existance T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i am no from here nor am i supposed to T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its a bit difficult to explain now T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "very well... however.... i have never tried this... are you from the relm of the dead or no... if not... then there is no point of me taking you there... i never tried taking someone across... only sending them there on a one way ticket..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know that it is a one way ticket. but i will surely return T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you just need to take me there T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont know how long it will take me but i will become one of them T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just like the time when i first arrived here T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "never mind... you dont give me a straight answer hold still i will determin if your from there hold still" he holds his and up to greeneye face " T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "never mind... you dont give me a straight answer hold still i will determin if your from there hold still" he holds his and up to greeneye face "caja nora" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith closes his eyes "mololecular structure is normal but he is showing faint traces of ectoplasmic activity..." he removes his hand from green eyes face... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "very well... just give me a second i think i recognize something on the other side when i look at you..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in sight infront of greeneye... "yep someones waiting for you... says she has been watching over you sence you have left that plain of existance..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? who? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "looks like you... my guess your mother..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont have a mother... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "would you like me to return your memorys now or after we cross over... shes either your mother or your sister... theres a family resemblance i know that much..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont have any family tie T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but take me there i want to see her T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs "you didnt answer my question..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dont return my memories T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think i can guess why T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i dont want to, i get a bad feeling everytime i try to wonder about it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith holds out a hand... "ready?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think its good to be left as it is and let the time deal with it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ready T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "take my hand and ill pass us through..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grabs Tracekeiths hand tightly T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight with greeneye... we then appear inside the realm of the dead and a woman is standing there waiting... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... you... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles as the woman runs up and hugs greeneye... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "you sure this is where you want to be... i can still take you back..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, she is here and she will tell me what to do... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will not be able to set my foot on earth for a long time T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if anyone asks about me tell them that i will return with new skills T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades "im sorry but this is only a visit..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "your molecular structure is mostly normal... some of it is ectoplasmic yes thats why your able to travel here woth me but if i cannot leave without you... im halve normal molecules and other half ectoplasm... so i can come and go as i wish with my abilitys but if i wish to return i must bring any normal molecules i bring back with me... it is the rule of this world... i am sorry..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then how about this? T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "what?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "if i wish to return to the relm of the living i must bring you aswell... that is the rules... otherwise i an trapped here as well..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye suddenly shifts and his right eye shines as his molecular structures are rewritten by Chaotic ritual T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shifts from a human to that of a shade T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now most of my body is ectoplasm T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith holds his hand to greeneye's face "60 40 would you like me to cut you up and leave half?..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at himself T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually all... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his equipment and hands it to Tracekeith except for the mysterious bundle T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "no matter what i have to bring you back its not just normal molechles its all molecules i bring i must take... i cannot leave without you... that is the law of this power... nor can i leave with something.... its how the rule of nothing can be created nore destroyed stays in place... its a law that governs all plains... i cant argue with you about this... its law. say what you wish and we must be going..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that will be the only life bound matter T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn it! T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "i am sorry..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns to his human form and takes his equipment back T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, let me just stay here for a bit while T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts to draw circles on the ground T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith rubs his eyes "ill stay for a while... but i have to go with you or else i cant leave..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye then signs the drawing after completing it T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: greeneye was here... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there, lets go back T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith holds out his hand T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grab the hand T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith asks "got every thing?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts back into the plain of the living with greeneye... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lets go of greeneyes hand. T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that was fun... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now i will find a way to get there permanently T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "i could kill you..." T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye Tracekeith, next time you might find me amoungst the deads T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye almost tramples a flower T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aw dang, not you again T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chucles... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith asks "what?" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vaporizes as the flower teleports him away T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into the relm of the dead... T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles.... no need that flower killed you greeneye!" T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into relm of living T3/r7/2014-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight.... T3/r7/2014-08-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-08-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith nods to mique "care for a drink?" T3/r7/2014-08-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: wrong channle T3/r7/2014-08-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into sight and looks around T3/r7/2014-08-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Ghosts into sight in the middle of the woods... and looks around for life T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into sight and looks around the forest for intellegent life... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith Punch dors UNBELIEVABLE thingz to Daikojun! [9247] T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Hello? T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: basking in the medo Dalacore obzorbs the rayz of sunlight. Feeling the warmth on his skin helps him forget about home. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: he wonders to himself when will i make it home when will i find my way back? Is this my new home? why am i here? the thoughts fill his mind and he quickly forgets about the sun.... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts in behind dalacore "hellow T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "hellow anyone home?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from sight... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: ghost? Dalacore tilts his head to the left in confushion... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts into sight... he appears to fade in and out of existence with ease... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore stands still..... Waiting trying to understand what this thing is doing.... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles.... "im fading in and out of your sight dum dum..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: thats what ghosting is... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs "kind of the reason my title is ghostwalker..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore speeks out "Oh really? i was just confused on how you where able to pull off such a feet." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "my secret..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: "why dont you show your self? T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore cracks a smile T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauphs "my profession requires i dont..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "Oh So what your saying is your a Assassan? T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: i know a assassan he is my son> T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shakes his head "no... its complicated" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: i see humm ill have to discuss this with some friends of mine. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits down and leans his back against a nearby tree... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Ahhh there you arr nice to atleas see your outline T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs contentfully... "i am not a ghost either i T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs contentfully... "i am not a ghost either im fully here or im not at all... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: "just like a cat i meet before in my travles thats nifty.. " T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "feel free to take a seat... if i wanted you to be dead... well... we wouldent be talking..." he taps the massive longbow strung over his shoulder... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head to one side "what do you do? T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore Takes a seet to the adjacent tree he throws the tail of his jacket back and plops down. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: well im a edventurer im not from here though... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: well i find new places T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: "i help people, I kill people and well i do what i see fit for the world around me." Dalacore takes a deep sigh then says i"Its been a long road to get here T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckle "your inexperienced.... i can tell your a hunter...." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "Not exactly inexperinced..... but iv seen my fair share of... well Death....." Dalacore looks away and trys to ward off the screams of his diying friends family and wife.... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "troubled?..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "No im Fine just memories thats all.." Dalacore looks back and smiles wide. Then says "What about you Cat man what you all about?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "im not a cat..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "Well you can that thing like the cat." Dalacore laughs real hard. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith replies "anyways im in the.... how should i put this so i dont have to kill you... information buisness..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "So your somthing like a Courier?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "not really... you know how im able to slip in and out of your focus giving me the appearence of ghosting?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "YESSSS....." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckles "well my job requires me to go unseen... put it simply.. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith points to dalacore "im like you just stakes are 100x higher and i have much more experience..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore scraches his white silky hair then says "Stranger i like you and I dont like many people, But i like you I was meaning to ask you What is your name T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shrugs "im tracekeith the ghostwalker... and i can teach you if you wish... how to hone your craft..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith tilts his head "well?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore Stands to his feet with a stern face and says "I feel confident in my skill.. I was trained by Wariors that killd beasts greater than you coud imaghion." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: "these beast where massive feed a city for weeks thats how big they where." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs and lets his head sag "oh well... my job is harder..." he picks up his head "you remember their names?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore looks at Tracekeith "They had no name they just called them selves the Assmear." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "assmear...ass T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "assmear...assmear... where did i hear that before?..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replays "there far from here they live ibn the jungles. away from civlization." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith snaps his finger as he relizes it "Ah assmear! i was hired to kill yesterday... and did it berfore lunch..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "sorrry boy i killed your masters yesterday... peice of friggen cake too..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore looks at Tracekeith with a blank face as if he was stupid enough to beleve him. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore says "My new friend id like to tell you thats inposible..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "dalacore... your a fool... your inexpearience... i killed thoes fools... and i could kill you three times each time you blink... no one survives an arrow to the brain stem...." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith in a blink of an eye stands and shoots a tree 100 ft away three times with his massive longbow... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith lauph ad they all hit in a tight 1cm diffrence..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore looks at Tracekeith then with a sigh he tells him "My friend im not from here... im from another plane of existance.that is why you could not have posibly killed them." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "yama youschek" his arrows disaapear from the tree and appears in his quiver again "you know another reason why im called ghost walker?..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: dalacore says "im serching for a way home..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore Replys "why is that?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith chuckes "i travel between the plains of the living and the dead at will... i can do the samr with all others..... those two are just the two i travel to the most..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith: I walk amongst ghosts... therefor i am ghostwalker. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore Replys back and with a grin says "Then tell me Tracekeith what planet and plane of existance where they from?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore sits back down not careing what happens next just waiting for the answer. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "i have killed so many... how do ypu expect me to remember them?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys with a smile and says "You soposibly killed them thismorning you remimber that much so remimber the rest." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sits down "besides i dont know any of the other plains name unless im in it.... and do you know how hard it is for people to tell you which plain your in... and newsflash buddy i said yesterday morning..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore smiles and shakes his head then says "My friend you allmost had me going there but your good i give you that." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smile fades "im an assassin... info broker... thief... spy... and many more... intellegence is my game and in sorry but they their dead... you talk big but i can tell you dont know a thing... you may have seen them but thats it... you are just a scared screwball in another plain of existence trying to get by... now do you want me to hold your hand and take you home or no?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith shrugs "i dont care what you do..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "but its my job to know how to handle any situation in T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "but its my job to know how to handle any situation im confrunted with..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith smiles "and i do it with ease." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys back "No actualy i dont want you to your a shadow walker that means you can make it look like somthing its not and say it is. so i can never trust you for what you say. i have to make it back home on my own then i will know the truth ." Dalacore smiles and says "I got you." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "its GHOSTwalker... GHOST... ok and like i said before i dont care what you do T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith says "but i can bring you home if you wish..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: "No thats fine mother put me here for a reasion so im here now and i have to learn like i did last time.." dalacore gets a frustrated look on his face and says quietly "Dammit Sevirow why did you have to pull the swich...." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith looks over to dalacore "which switch?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: dalacore looks startled then replys "its a long story...." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith replies "i have time" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith calmly waits T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius .oO(Such horrible RP these days... This is OOC, don't reply to it, morons.) T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: OOC i know what OOC is... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith .o0(no dip dumbass) T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: OOC lol T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius .oO(Personal attacks are against the rules! I'm telling!) T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith waits patently "well?..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "which swich?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys well my son he well... how do i put it...." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore reaches into his black leather trench coat takes out his pipe and lights it. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: dalacore sighs then looks back and says "Why am i telling you this? why are you here and what is your goal in this conversation." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs "why dont you just let me take you back to your home?" T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore replys "Because your a ghost walker i dont trust your magic." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore continues to smoke his pipe the aroma soothing and smells like cherry blossum Dalacores favrite smell. T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith gets up... "if you dont trust me fine... bye..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith sighs and stretchs... "hes crying you know..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith ghosts from your sight... T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore says "That does not mean you have to leave." from out of nowhere there is a loud BANG!!! \ T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tracekeith voice echos on the wind "good luck..." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: a large gaping whole is in the tree where Tracekeith sat T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore yells back "hope to see you again soon and OH yea my name is Dalacore Dont forget." T3/r7/2014-08-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dalacore: Dalacore continues to sit there smoking his pipe smilling as the Cat man leaves he chuckles and then dissapears himself. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: hmm the sent of demons T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: my my the town is bussy today T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: Yes, the demons have all been sent here by bus T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: who is us T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: why send the demons here at all scum T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: do you wish to taste my steal T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: When all the demons gather it makes it easier to run over them with a train T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: And no thank you, I don't particularly wish to taste anything you stole. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noctiluca: What, are you preparing burglar-themed cuisine? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: lol realy dude this is for role play T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks through the Autumn forest observing the scenery. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten peeks out from the branches, trying to keep the movement of the leaves to a minimum T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a Autumn leaf from the ground and lets it drift through the wind. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at your direction. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can hear you...You know? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten softly mumbles "No you don't.. I'm not here.. You can't possibly hear me.." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can't fool a wolf. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a sandwhich from his bag. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hungry? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten peers down at what you're holding, then shakes her head, making the leaves rustle and a few fall to the ground. "I don't eat anything I can't identify.." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can come here and identify it. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't be scared...I don't bite. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten stays where she is. "Wolves can't fool me.. I'll be climbing down and.. WHACK! NOMNOMNOM!" T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are aware that I am a Witcher right?...Mutant built for every possible situation. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And You are lucky that I am not one of the youngsters. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I protect towns.. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is nothing I could possibly do to you. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stabs both of his swords down on the ground tightly. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten ponders on that. "So.. you're a wolf AND a mutant.. and you want me to get closer.." She sighs and wraps her arms tighter around the tree branch. "Sounds like I should just take a nap and see if you go away?" T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See...No weapons. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just want to see If you are ok... T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Usually people here get injured or bitten. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or even contracted certain bacteria from these plants. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LotusKitten mumbles something to herself.. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on...I am just trying to help. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya wraps the sandwich in some paper and puts it under the tree. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am here to help. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly moves away. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down on the ground. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rests and begins to meditate... he chants softly to himself. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We can do this all day. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You awake? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: wandering through the forest happens upon a wolf meditating and a sandwich by the tree T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: Hello my friend T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: I have been tracking you T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Why? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: You came through my villager a fortnight ago and helped us, i have been tasked to finding you again by our elders T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...What is wrong? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes thes stabbed swords and mounts them behind his back. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria bows before Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: I am to seek your guidance and council and return as maester T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: I am at your humble service T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Do I need to return to the village or...? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: No, I am to study your abilities and charms of the people of the forest T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: spies the LotusKitten grasping the tree tightly and coks her head to the side T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: You must be an imposter! T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So you are my student? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: I will report to my elders that I have found you to be an imposter, you do not have the ability to charm the forest people it appears T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who?...Me? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria nods at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...I am a Monster-Hunter. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hunt monsters. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I kill demons. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Blah...Blah...Blah... T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: You have terrified her! T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: Let us see your true skill, prove yourself T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What skill?...To whom do I test it on? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: takes her finger to her face and slowly peels away the lizardskin T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at you like nothing is going on. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What do you want me to do? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria summons a Behemoth, which breathes FIRE onto Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What do you want me to prove? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do not understand your test. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at a wandering Mjorn. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How much you want to bet?...I can handle it with my bare hands. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the Huge Half Deer-Half Bear monster. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: I will not not bet, just prove you are a worthy teacher T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: The rewards are high T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This beast doesn't have a good muscle tissuen T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So I can paralyze it with my finger. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Observe. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks up to the monster dropping both of his blades to the ground. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: watches your every move closely T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges the charge of the Mjorn and quickly punches it near theneck. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges the charge of the Mjorn and quickly punches it near the neck. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks slowly towards the Mjorn as it can barely move. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his chains from his bag. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya ties up the horns of the monster and pulls it down. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a silver knuckle from his pocket and punches it in the middle of the face giving it brain damage. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria looks at Irya and goes "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts the knuckle back in his pocket and walks away as the creature slowly starts dying. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: It appears you have mastered your craft of torture when the beasts cannot fight back T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes both of his blades from the ground and mounts them on his back. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I torture them during combat even. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria chuckles at Irya's joke. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria still doubts he is the true savior that came through her town T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is true...Most monster either die slowly or die extremely quickly. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast appears, with a bright flash of light. wveryone is slightly dazed by the brilliance of it. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oops sorry about that stil trying to get this spell right T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria must find the deserver of this great reward T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria bows before HellaBeast. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: reward? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I didn't save anybody Zyboria T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria nods at HellaBeast. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There was no monster activity in the town while I was passing through. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: A hero rode through our town and saved us from great peril a fortnight ago, I am to learn of his ways, become a maester and deliver to him a great reward for his service T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya crosses his arms and looks at Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen: Er. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You cannot copy a Witcher Zyboria. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You must be trained starting at the age of 5. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen: Please do not tell me Irya is your hero. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria sighs. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen buries her face in her hand and sighs, shaking her head. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: My elders will be very dissapointed if I fail my task T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: Who shall get the reward? I must find our Hero! T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vixxen: oh. kay... T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This reminds me of the time I burned a pu...Ummm...Nothing. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: you know i could be your hero. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast straightens his shoulders and nods proudly. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Impossible...She is looking for a monster hunter. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not a warriorn T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Whatever it is...I don't care. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: well i may not be a witcher, but i do posses some potent magics, and a rather large sword T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No matter how large If It isn't made out of the right material my friend you could barely penetrate through a Mjorn's eye. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I might say you need to be a mutant that lives and breathes swordsmanship. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Anyhow... T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The reward is possibly useless. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aswell as her attempt to make a Witcher caln. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: clan* T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is near impossible. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need mutagens labs and everything aswell as master trainers. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: i see. and a silver sword huh? T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is specially made. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not an average one though it needs to be carved. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: but of course, the best for the best T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By ancient magics. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh ancient magics you say, where might one learn of these magics T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These magics are carved within the swords...Even I don't know. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You have a crazy dwarf that makes these. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a master blacksmith. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ah dwarves that explains it, oh well the would never teach me theire secrets T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No he doesn't like giving off information. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He keeps his master recepies to himself. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast nods. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is not written down anywhere...It is in their mind. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So no notes or anything. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And mind control...They would just shoot themselves before they talk. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: and i doubt he would have me as an apprentice T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They only accept their own and those that are worthy. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oh well... so much for magic sword carving spells T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This forest is lovely T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like Autumn. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast looks around T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Peace quiet and lovely. T3/r7/2014-08-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I love these places. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks through the forest. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Autumn Is coming... ) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria playfully tackles Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you?!? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...It is you. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria nods at Irya. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You found your...Hero? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: No...I have found no one worthy T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is the reward anyway? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And...Do you mind If you move aside?...I don't like it when you are on top of me T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is kind of awkward. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: My elders have forced me to let that remain privy information T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...This is rather strange. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: how so? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are on top of me. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If that isn't awkward i Dunno what is. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria moves aside to let Irya up T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...That was strange. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Darkness itself seems to twist and congeal, like a thick cloud of odorless pitch hanging in the air. The temperature of the room drops noticeably as the candles and other firelights flicker. Somewhere deep inside the liquid darkness a pair of red glowing eyes seem to open, and suddenly, where there was no one moments ago, a shade emerges from the wall. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: ooo T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon casts disrupt undead. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( It is daytime and it is the Autumn Forest ) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No fire just the road. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Puppied Oladon rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 13. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell are you guys doing? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zyboria: Look! A wall in the forest! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you two? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius hopes his resistances stand up! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Ask not such questions, mortal. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh my. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius .oO(How do you dice on a channel?) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you, Immortal? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Do you not recognize me? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Zyboria rolls 3 dice with 10 sides each - total dice roll is 13. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I only see a fool attempting to be one. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius rolls 1 die with 20 sides - total dice roll is 2. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But really...Immortals are long gone. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because I slew the last one left. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Ah yes... gone. Certainly... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well by that I mean dead. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Foolish one... do you not know the meaning of the word "Immortal"? Is your Linguistics check so low? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius cries out in pain and anguish as the Immortal's spell rips his nigh ethereal form into ribbons of mist. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I know what you are talking about. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have slain one. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Lies. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My own brother. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: With his own blade with my blood covered on HIS blade! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Parsing failed. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You honestly think I didn't absorb some of his power. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I did. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius .oO(She's an actual Imm, not a highlander... :D) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Ummm... ) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Ok note to self... ) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon sniggers quietly to herself, reflecting over an amusing thought. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Always Fing!!! ) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around you better. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: When mortals play... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: An actualy living being. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius gathers himself back into a singular entity and comes to rest near Oladon. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Do you have any idea how much that stings? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: not nearly enough... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon pats a kitten on his head. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is it with you Immortals and kittens? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: I actually prefer puppies. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me too. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: But Turrillius here has a habit of reforming as a kitten. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Yeah... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: A "reformed" kitten. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a sword and cuts you but does nothing. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Only when you insist that I do... What I wouldn't give to live in a world where the "Higher Powers" didn't insist things upon me. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his flaming grenade and throws it at you. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Silly mortals. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: You did not count to three. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out his one handed crossbow and shoots you. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: How comes it that your crossbow has a hand? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is wielded with one hand. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Tell me, Mistress, have you fallen head over heels in love with me yet? It's been quite a while since I checked. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a ripper and attempts to rip your skin but it breaks. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: I have not. I have in fact married another denizen of this realm. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Samocool: what the people do ijn this channel? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a frost grenade and throws it at you, alas nothing happened. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Roleplay. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And trying to kill Imms. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: And they say that you Immortal types are infallable. Yet, here you've admitted to making a dire mistake. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: Frozen grenade. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl: let it go T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius flashes a wicked grin at the Goddess Poet. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps bashing you with his mace but it breaks aswell. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok that is it! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya unleashes great power and slashes you...But you still stand. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I got nothing. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I tried everything. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: In fact, you got gender-changed. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: But that was a while ago. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Come on! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl humps Irya's leg wildly!!! EEEWW!!!! T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can I ask that you return my male organs? T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It would be greatly appreciated :) T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sarl sends Puppied Oladon across the dance floor. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: They're out on holiday. Said they'd be back after a while. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppied Oladon: Didn't say precisely when. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Samocool: tonight we are going to eat on the floor, nah nah nah nah nah... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Hopefully they're back before Fryday. I hear wolfen mountain oysters are a delicacy on the dark continent. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah Yeah. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: I tire of this... place. The forest smells of fresh air and wet dog today... T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I like this place. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is where I usually sit and think. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius glares through the wolf...thing for a moment before the glowing eyes of the shade seem to light up in a cheerful sort of dancing motion. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down and starts thinking. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius: Then allow me to leave in a... most spectacular fashion. T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Druid Turrillius suddenly erupts in a fireflash of sparks and smoke as flames engulf the area around his form. A blinding white light gushes up from the earth as white hot fire spreads in all directions at once. The center of the blast is marred by a black splotch of burnt ground that seems flash frozen. A whisper on the wind echoes, "By fire be cleansed. Your forest burns." T3/r7/2014-08-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: first T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: you mean here? T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides upon his steed as he goes through the Autumn foredt. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides upon his steed as he goes through the Autumn forest. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai jumps into a pile of orange and yellow leaves! T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast Suddenly apears from thin air. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai yells 'Eep!' as Hella falls into the pile of leaves! T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: Oops T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs HellaBeast in a head lock and NOOGIES him... ARGH!!! T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: it's okay, i was making a mess anyAAAAAHHHHH HORSE HORSE T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai jumps barely out of the way as Irya and his horse plows through the leaves! T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast , however was too slow and got hit by the horse T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai dashes over to Hella as the horse trots away. 'Are you alright?' T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: ow, I think so. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast waves his hand and the scratches heal. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai goes ooOOooOOoo at HellaBeast. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what is that? T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: hehe just a bit of magic. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: holy magic? nature magic? cheese beer magic? T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: that was a bit of healing I picked up a while back, but I do also know some cheese beer magic. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chants something you couldnt understand, and 2 bottles appear by them. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes a bottle, and attempts to open it... T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast snaps his fingers and both bottles fly open, he then takes his bottle and drinks it. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai is hit in the face by a bottle cap, leaving a red mark. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast: oops sorry that happens sometimes, now where did that horse go. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai silently toasts HellaBeast. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gulps down the beer. Gulp Gulp. T3/r7/2014-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HellaBeast chugs his. and scans the area. T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: i am on a quest to purge this land of all demoonic forceses T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks on a street and appears to be quite in a mess T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde tips a bucket full of water over on Greeneye's head. T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aww... im already in a mess... T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: just stay away from y purse, thief T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines frowns sadly, looks around and goes 'meh..' T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, doesnt change the fact that i need a shower... or two T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: or three T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Form Aldehyde: or four T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: come on, its just my instict. i can control myself... to a degree T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around and sighs T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you per chance have anything against me? T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: researchers have determined that ice bucket challenges are actually composed of meh. mathemeticians state that, while they are unable to understand exactly how an activity or idea can be "composed of" an ephemeral concept, they are "really quite certain" of the finding. T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: meh? T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Definitely Defines: dont you sass me chile T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what do T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what does meh mean? T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-08-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns to his walking as he sees that no one else is disturbing him. T3/r7/2014-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Turie turns cowlike eyes on you, chews his cud, and moos plaintively. T3/r7/2014-08-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: hehe T3/r7/2014-08-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: so i was wondering if it is a way to set that up so i dont have to typ the name of the mob every time T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: hehe T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: did you go to the board and see the mew post T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: i realy wanted to coment on it but i dont want to get dusted T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: mis T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: here T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Belrock: mis T3/r7/2014-08-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Khendachi: yawn 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? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja plays her violin. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja keeps playing her violin. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I never really liked the violin. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Excuse me? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: How dare you treat such a good instrument with such hate? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You clearly don't know music my friend. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots the violin with his bow and arrow. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Seriously...2nd time this has happened! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: 2nd! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you mean the violin with a arrow in it? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Which reminds me...Do I know you from somewhere? A long time ago? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: who knows T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Yes...and I think you were the one that did it last time too. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: who knows... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and puts your bow on fire. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh my...What did I do? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Hehehe. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji is pissed off... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You killed off my beautiful instrument...I dare kill off yours too. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji douses the fire. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: see? No fire damage. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers once more burning your bow once again. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: We can do this all day. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Who knows...I might move to burning a real target. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Goodluck T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and a dark violin shows up from out of nowhere. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ah...Much better. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja starts playing the violin. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You do not know art my friend. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Your art is killing...really no pride in that one. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji threatens to shoot Norja's finger to crap... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i never killed anyone T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Suprising T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you are no fun... Wonder where is my friend Irya... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Wbat about him? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What is so special about that person? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: He is fun. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Alright... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: And? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What does he do? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Im not gonna tell you that... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Why not? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Or what...Am I gonna go hunt him down or something? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: He doesnt trust anyone he doesnt know T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Ah... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: So he doesn't trust you? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Am I right? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: He trust me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Why don't you trust me? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I didnt say that T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Bah...Confused little fella aren't ya? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Not really T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja nods. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji . o O ( wtf.. ) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and the violin disappeaes. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and the violin disappears. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( Weirdest RP ever lol ) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Finally.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja looks at you with her red eye. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: You don't like my art? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Not really T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What is your art? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Best archer... ever T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: And I am the best musician and mage...ever. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im gonna shut up now... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Why? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Did I...annoy you? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no reason T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her finger and all of a sudden dark arrows appear. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drools all over himself -- making a TERRIBLE mess! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Here...for you. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Keeping me entertained :) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drools all over himself -- making a TERRIBLE mess! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: These arrows can pierce through anything...There is only 20 of them here...so be careful. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Gimme 2 minutes... Ill be back T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji returns.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Here...20 of the buggers. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: here.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gives Norja a golden violin. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: This...is the...WORST possible material I have seen in my life. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I mean come on! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: It isn't even practical. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh my...Eww...Disgusting. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja turns the violin into ash. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: try opening it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: nevermind... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oops... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: What did you put inside? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Doesnt matter now... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Aw come on... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Tell me. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Don't be shy. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Just thought... you would like a little exstra gift cause i broke your violin... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I can make infinite amounts of those violins. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: But seriously tell me...What is inside? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Was an really big emerald... I thought you will like them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I don't like diamonds. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Nor jewellery. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears after an explosion of lightning T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh my...You are actually giving me gifts now,eh? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa, where an i now? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Sorry... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja eye glows red as she snaps her finger and a wraith shows up from the void. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: In hell.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: It is ok :) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Who the hell are you? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: my otherfriend besides irya T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Was talking to the man with a Green eye. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... sorry to interrupt, i seemed to have been teleported by that blasted flower again T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I hate teleportating flowers...Let's be honest...Nasty little buggers. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Shaka lover your weapon! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i swear im gonna buy that lawn mower and use it on that flower. see if it likes that T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja looks at the wraith as it seathes his big two handed sword. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: lower* T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji glares at the wraith. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: It is my little friend over there. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: A Ash Wraith. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, it seems that every one has their little friends except me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja eye glows red as The Wraith walks back to her. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Good boy. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Does an object count as a friend... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shakes hands with Neji, Norja and even the ash wraith T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Does a killing machine count as a friend? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, there is plank as well T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or stone T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Well if it does my bow is my little friend... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja giggles as the Wraith growls at Greeneye for shaking Norja's hand. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji stares at his bow in awe. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Don't be jealous big guy. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Calm down boy. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... now that i remember, ive never seen an archer before... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I have never seen a mage. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Norja, are you an archer? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I am a master mage :) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: So much for a friend that doesnt remember me... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: That is a nice eye you got there. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im a archer damnit.... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: There might be someone out there for you :) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: You guys are mean... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja giggles. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, i am Greeneye the master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you didnt tell me that before T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you said you were a ninja T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja opens her pocket watch. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Ninja archer... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats Neji on the shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I am Norja,The Master Mage of the North. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i thought ninjas only use shurikens T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh my...Look at the time... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: I gotta go... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: and kunai but i just love my bow.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, see you T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Sorry Gentlemen. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: No.. dont go... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and disappears. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Sorry :( T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Gotta go...In a hurry. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye bows as Norja disappears T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Damn T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Well, im sorry that i didnt know that you were an archer T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but who could have known? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Its fine. by that time my bow was still in construction and i was lazy T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so, are bows weak or strong? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: the weakest bow can be made into the deadliest weapon. It a depends on the wielder. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: all the people who fought me with bows died too fast and i dont know what would have happened when i am hit by it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: 99% of people who use bow cam hardly shoot a target from 400 meters away T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths a sword with a glittering edge T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so i use this T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, that makes so much more sense T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, where are we? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i believe my record is 750 meters. but that was months ago. Might be farther now. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: You know. i have no freakin idea T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Never seen this place. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ooooh Theres a door T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to the door T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Shall we go see? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where does it lead? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens the door T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: You may go first T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my pleasure... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes from sight T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears next to Neji T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: looks like a normal house T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: abandoned T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Alright. hope theres food. im starving for once T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters it again T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the rooms casually looting things T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji checks the drawers for anything. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn, my habit T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hahah T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops all the junk T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Im gonna go check the fridge T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: fridge? in this age? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye think fridge? in this age? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: She seemed a bit crazy for me... who knows whats here T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ok no fridge or food.. damnit T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey look what i found! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves a pair of old leather boots T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you can eat leather if youre hungry T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: nah i prefer mine T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shall i cook it for you? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji THWAPS Greeneye for being a moron. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye searches around for other things T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Who eats leather :/ T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i once did when i was stranded in a desert after coming across that damn flower T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i had to eat my bag before i died of hunger T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look! i found milk! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well guess you have too... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye brings a milk jar T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: surreee. drink sour milk.. yum... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens the lid and looks inside T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its cheese now... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will not recommend eating this T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye closes the lid and puts the jar back in its place T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i like cheese... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye brings the jar back and pours its content on a counter T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: could have just told me... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye and Neji watches as a slob of long dead appetite sits om the counter T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: try it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji THWAPS Greeneye for being a moron. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you cant possibly die of food poisoning no matter how old T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poisons dont affect mr T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poisons dont affect me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? lizardmen? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or undead? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im a pro ninja T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye harvests a sample of the uncheese like cheese T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: may come in handy... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i learnt how to brew many different potions and poisons. who knows what this will make? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: very true T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i learnt this from a lizardmen so its handy one in a while T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye goes back to seaching T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmm what more is here T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye brings back a pouch of earthworms T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: seriously T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look, there is a tunnel there T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, this isnt for eating T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oohh lets goooo T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this is a bait for fishing not for you T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i fish with an arrow through the fish T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leads Neji to a room with a hole in the wall. earthworms squiggle around everywhere inside or outside the hole T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you first this time T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: heh.. fine T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye collects some more earthworms T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji goes and comes back. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this is one longgg tunnel T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... who made this tunnel and why? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hell if i know. but would love to find out. bet its the mage but im curious to see where it leads to T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, one way to find out T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye steps in the tunnel naturally disappearing from sight T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji folds up his bow and puts it on his back and gets into the tunnel T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, cant help it. you should understand because you are also a master ninja T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye has disappeared! His presence has totally vanished! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji keeps on going through the tunnel T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, i can feel the wind. we are soon going to be outside T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: there may be monsters so be wary T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, really? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i said may be T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tells you as he stabs at several giant acid spitting slugs T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then you should help as well T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Ahhww.. I wanted to leave to you... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont like acids, it ruins my clothing and also, you should activate your night vision T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji takes his bow and unfolds it at a swiftly speed. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: we are surrounded T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: time to test my precious out for real T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: yea yea T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots 5 arrows at 5 slugs in the head with ease. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: and this is why you should get a bow. you get to keep your clothing unmelted T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hides behind Neji and cheers Neji on T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: go Neji, go! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: so much for being a freakin master assassin... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji throws a few kunai killing maybe 3 slugs while shooting all the other slugs. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i only aim for the kill. i would most likely avoid frontal assult T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slices slugs that are behind Neji T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh look! More of them. And they are walkibg in a line.. Aaww. thank you slug. Hehehehe T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ooh! a skill! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji takes out a single dark arrow that he gotten from norja and shoots the first slug in the head piercing all the way to the end and out of the tunnel. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: good bye slugs and holy crap arrow... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji drools all over himself -- making a TERRIBLE mess! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Thats some arrow.. Thank you crazy mage. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wears black sunglasses and throws fireballs at the slugs vaporising them completely T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lazy ass... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i forgot that i was a mage as well hehe T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: alright. tgese are to easy. ill finish up. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye extinguishes the flames and removes the sunglasses T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji starts spinning at a rapid pace and throws kunai in every direction T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drools all over himself -- making a TERRIBLE mess! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cool... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji starts slowing down and stops. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this is such a waste of kunai.. now i have to make more of them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Hope i didnt hit you mr lazy ass T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Neji some of the kunais that flew into his direction T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: these are yours T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye steps on a slug on the way T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! look! my pants! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well this saves ma abit of trouble thanks. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points at a hole that melted from the acid T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets thats for beijg lazy T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: these are my only pants! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you wanted to hide and use fireballs T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: get new ones T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: true... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you see assassins are not supposed to be seen and they do not fight, they only kill without being caught T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ill get you new ones so cheer up. nothing worse traveling with a sulky person T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: yeah yeah yeah. Shall we get out of this damn tunnel now. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, i got more than enough money to buy a house. im just lazy as you said T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows Neji T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji walk to the wnd of the tunnel T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: finally the end. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, fresh air T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh great. just.. great T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, now i should go and buy myself a mew pair of pants T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what now? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: look around.. trees. trees. oh did i mention there is trees. EVERYWHERE T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you dont like them? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: heh... timbersaw T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i dont like forests! im sick of em! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: but since we are here and ots close to night.. wanna camp out for the night T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o 0 (comeon dont talk about other games...) T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i dont sleep most of the time, so i should get going T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: aahww damn.. right lets go T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens an incomprehensible map and reads through it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices that he was reading it upside down and turns the map the right side up T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sooo whats your map saying T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: gibberish T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i drew this map and i cant understand it... totally worth the time... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually, i havent seen this area for a while... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: wow. so we are lost T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not entirely T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i could just use my portal to travel anywhere in the world T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: but i cant use your portal can i... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you can T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: but screw the portal. this place maybe worth exploring.. i have a gut feeling T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i stole this from a warlock and it has so many practical uses. just that it uses insane amount of mana T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i have very little mana... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way i remembered. i usee up all mu mana from thr last fight T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: wait. what is it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ...... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dissolved from visible spectrum T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji stares blankly T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears again holding a rabbit T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dinner! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i eat rabbit! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now... how to share... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holds a diamond edged sword over a panicked and terrified rabbit T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: should i skin it first or make a stew out of it? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: dude... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye moves the sword up, down, left and right as the rabbit's eye trails the tip of the diamond sword T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps up, runs to a tree and kicks it several times T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why do i feel like a bloodthirsty murderer?! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji takes the rabbit forcefully from greeneye, break its neck and gives it back. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: now cook it. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks, im a bit weak to those eyes T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye cooks a pot of stew within no time T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Im starting to struggle more and more to believe you are a master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dont ask where the pot came from. it was just there T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you see... it is quite a long story... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands a bowl of rabbit stew to Neji T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lets say i was a master assassin, got side tracked into becoming a mage and back to assassin T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs and eats away T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and when i was a mage, i was very poor and i stole many things and by stealing, i remembered that i was a master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gulps down the bowl T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this some goood rabbit T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and before i was an assassin, i used to learn things by living with different races and cultures T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so you might recognize some of my skills T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pours seconds T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: they are always intresting. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: elves, wolven, lizardmen, vampires, etc. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: never seen a dragon tribe yet T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i have... strong people those... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what can you learn from them? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Dragon skin armour and if you intrested dragon dive. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, ill have to meet them myself then T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye empties the pot T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands and cleans up the things T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: wanna see dragon dive? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, lets not waste time and see whats around here T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, its fine ill look into that later on T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if my wolven learnt instinct is correct, we are here. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye points at a area in the incomprehensible map T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, its upside down T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye turns the map T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, where did i point again? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye folds it and places it in his pocket again T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, who cares, we should look for some adventure! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: true! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: come on, i havent had an adventure since a long time ago T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i feel a deja vu T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: than lets go. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ah well. screw dejavu T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think i became a mage after i said those exact words T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hahah T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: adventure... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets go. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye fixes his eyepatch and his belt and starts to walk in a random direction T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows Greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its very hard to go somewhere that you havent been to T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: true.. keep walking... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walked and walked for several days without stopping and Neji tagging behind. They arrived in front of a abandoned castle several days later... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: an ancient castle seems like a good place to start an adventure... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: castle! been awhile sonce i was last in one of them. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye lights a torch as he sees that the sun is setting on the horizon T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you need one? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets enter the castle! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this can also be a good weapon T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no thanks T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji lits up a arrow. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i have my own T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye crawls into the castle under the broken front gates T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wav T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves around the torch to gain sight of the surrounding but instead attracts undeads T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, shoot... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what did you do now T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shh, sleep, sleeep. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: huh T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tries to pacify the zombies T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... lets go with plan be T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: just kill them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts frantically bashing them up with the torch T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: should i help? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye goes around them backstabbing them with a torch, setting them alight. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: guess thats a no T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i should share the fun... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: nah im feeling lazy T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths his sword and dices them and casually loots them T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn, again! this fricking habit! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets just go you damn thief T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops the rotten clothes and limbs T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: eww... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: when did i take an eyeball... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ..... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, they are fresh zombies T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they have eye balls T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you triggered a trap you nut job T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: someone lives here T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, thanks for stating the obvious bow ninja T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: or they died in here. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... but what now? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what do you? wr go further in obviously. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: someone might have zombiefied them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: so... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there is no more treasures... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Who knows. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shrugs as he enters deeper into the castle T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stops in the middle of the maze like passage T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shoot, they got us surrounded T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: please dont tell me you only noticed NOW you are in a maze. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: can i do this..m T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know its a maze. treasures and all the good things are always behind mazes T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: right? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i wanna take em out.m. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji pouts. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, go ahead T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out several throwing knives T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji unfolds his bow. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: put away.. and dodge.. like you have never dodged before T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill cover your back T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, lets go with that T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts away the knives T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji imitates shooting a arrow straight up but there is no arrow. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye concentrates and shifts into another phase T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: good thing this roof is damn high. Gove it 30 seconds. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: behold my friend. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye counts down T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: 3, 2, 1... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks up as an uncountable amount of flaming golden arrows kill every single enemy. The arrows pierce them right through and still burns for quite some time. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Dragon dive. om its minimum level. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye releases his concentration as he phases back T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: if it was on average level you would die... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: from now on, you will be in charge of mass fights T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: your average arrow is more than enough to kill me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am not immortal or have a permanent magic shield T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i dont like doing dragon dive alot T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: it drains alot of energy. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now lets keep on moving T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whyyy... there are more of them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you lead. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, we cant count very much on skills T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh for... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poison wont work on them... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out another piece of paper and scribbles down things T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, so im basically useless T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have swords and treasure hunting experience. that is all i can show off T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ..... how dafuq dod you become an assassin... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: kill without letting the target know that they are killed T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: all i need is anything sharp or blunt and the target is dead without knowing it himself T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gives greeneye a dagger. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: get to it than T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives back the dagger T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i already have those T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: than please. enlighten me. WHY DAFUQ ARE YOU NOT KILLING THEM. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts to move through the maze T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay i will T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: lets go T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blows out the torch and activates his natural night vision T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheathes his sword T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: more in coming T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stabs the wall with the sword and you hear zombies dying from the other side T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: who ever lives here or did.. i hope they get a cramp in their left nut T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, a dead end? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thats weird... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: its a maze for a reason. id be surprised if we didnt get dead ends. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, this is the way out T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean, in T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye places his hands on the wall and channels his mana which causes the wall to implode revealing a secret chamber T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: heh, simple T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: who needs combinations when you got fire power? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: and that is called cheating. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey, im an assassin, its called the other way around T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: there are no fair fights T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stares at giant moving gargoyles T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh yea smart ass? tell thst to mr iron suit behind you T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... i think ive managed to enter somewhere never set foot by anyone T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slices the suit of living armour apart T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: RAMPAGE!! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his right eyepatch, revealing his green eye T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cover me! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, join me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sure! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps on to the gargoyle and shreads it from the top down T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: treasure! here i come! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: a scavanging assassin... intresting. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots a few gargoyles im the head. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slides his sword through the stony flesh of the gargoyles, mutilating each one of them at lightning speeds T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: WAIT! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont like scavenging that much but its been a while ive adventured. im just excited T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: that gargoyle...has an ruby eye... MINEEEE! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stopped in the middle of slitting the gargoyles throat T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji fires a piercing arrow at the ruby eyes gargoyle. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i really dont care about the loots, i just want that feeling when you enter the treasure chamber T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i know roght. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out several throwing knives and as his green eye glows faintly, the knives' edges are coated with diamond T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye throws the knives at the gargoyles and the knives pierce through them and hits others behind them if there are any T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices two statues of precious stones guarding a doorway made of some gemstone T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im not evem gonna try anymore. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... i think thats it.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to the doorway and forces the giant gemstone away revealing a chamber filled with treasure T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh my.. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay... lets not be greedy T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: dude.. yoi say that but look at ur pockets already. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stops and looks at his pockets filled with flawless crystals T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: you take treasures without noticing.. seriously.mm T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha, theses were here before hand... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bull T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pours some out T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: geez... its like you have endless pockets. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i do... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stuffs jewels in his pockets casually while talking T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: damn, my habit! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i really dont know what to take! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh good grief... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji takes alot solid gold. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they are more or less of equal value to another! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i always wanted to make golden arrows. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths his sword immediatly, sensing something T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i knew it. just knew it T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Damn the warlocks are after me! why does it have to be now?! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: warlocks... you had to piss them off... really... T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grabs onto piles of gold as a one way portal opens up trying to suck him up T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: one of them was after me because he was an assassin trying to kill me T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots the warlock in the head. T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, im not going to leave! T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears as the portal consumes him with the pile of gold as well T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji follows after greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: to be continued to those who read this epic story! T3/r7/2014-10-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}NOTE!!! Abelinc's logs are missing from around 1:42am to 5pm T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja walks through the Autumn Forest. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Oh my goodness. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja looks at the corpses of 3 men hanging on a tree branch by the road. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja snaps her fingers and 3 wraiths come out of the void to assist their master. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja crosses her arms as she looks at the corpses. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja: Horryfing. T3/r7/2014-10-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Norja . o O ( Anybody? ) T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches workers finish the bathroom. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks on the door. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyone here? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: no T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah...Who the hell are you?! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa *MURRS* like a wolfen. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel starts to hear the faint sounds of a cricket chirping. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I found a bunch of feathers in the kitchen yesterday. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: was wondering where that came from. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah Woah...Who the hell are these guys? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I am Kitteh .. hear me mew :P T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji taps on Irya's shoulder. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Neji! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya. Come in. Mead for anyone? Lawrence made some fresh. Last month. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Long time no see. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Yes! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't drink...Thank you very much. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Especially not Lawrence's mead. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: in a small bowl if you may Dyvina :) T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: im with Irya here sorry. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence, mead for our new friends, and a glass of semi-clean water for Irya and Neji. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No I ain't thirsty either. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: or lemonade in a dirty glass :P T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...How are things going for you and the pub? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I say semi clean because Irya's workers screwed up the sewage and water pipes a while ago. I think they are fixed now though. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands out rounds of mead. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I got the pub fixed now, old-timey furniture just like it used to be T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I lost my powers my head hurts...Don't interrupt. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hell. We even have a new half dead guy in the corner. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: who's the dead guy? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: and look at all these new customers! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Probably some chap I killed. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: and a small tabby Kitteh that sleeps on the bar and likes her mead in a small bowl T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: You killed or your mutt killed? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji nods. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: we donno... we arent even sure that he is dead. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: you didn't do a very good job if he's only half dead T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me and Shadow...Don't call him a mutt. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Irya. Do not start fights in the pub. You know the rules buddy. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: Ahem, "shadow and I" T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa curtseys gracefully. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya growls. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I should burn it down the second time,eh? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I miss the old smell of the pub. It just smells like smoke and half dead Bob now. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No. Do not burn down my home again. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: I might've had something to do with the lingering scent of smoke :P T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Probably. But it adds flavour. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: ever T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oops T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I mean. Everyo e has a room? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: except the wolf of course. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa *MURRS* like a wolfen. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya mounts up his horse. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Has her spot on the bar and is happy ... lpping at her mead and watching the room with interest T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I got important business to do. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: not you Tlibarta. You can have that room under the stairs. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: take me with you! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides off. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops his horse. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Jump on fool! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa watches Irya mount the mare with a bemused look on her face. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel waves good bye to Neji T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji mounts on the horse with great speed. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides off with Neji. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Tzadkiel, you hungry? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: always T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Yes ! please ! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: you been a baaaad girl...no food for you... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger reads Snowangel Tzadkiel a story and tucks her into bed with a kiss. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sits up and does her cute Kitteh grooming routine T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Baaaad is what I do .. and am rewarded for it :P T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa returns from a brief trip under the staircase. "that 'room' looks like a closet... I like it" :) T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel blinks innocently. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence! Slop for the kitteh! and me... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel wriggles in anticipation T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts Tzadkiel's slop in a little bowl for her and chows down on a bucket for herself. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sniffs the bowl and dicides it's edible and laps at it slowly T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: classic pub food! omnomnom T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa looks up at Dyvina with puppy eyes... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: do you want some too. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: too? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina gives Tlibarta a big bowl of slop. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: Yes please, pub maiden... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: enjoy T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa: yay! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pub maiden eh? I like it. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: if you will excuse me T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel looks up from her slop and says "this slop ain't too bad " T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa hungrily devours the bowls contents, licking it clean T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have to take leave for a few hours... Going down to the Southern Mountains for a wolf hunt... I mean some business... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel gaurds her bowl against the hungry masses with puffed up fur and a maniacle look in her eyes T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Enjoy the facilities, they are yours to enjoy and abuse. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina disappears in a flurry of bats. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa pads off to her closet, circles the floor thrice and lays her head upon her paws for a siesta. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: ....waits .... who knows what for .. adventure perhaps .. or just a Wolfie ... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel pulls out her laptop from under the bar and logs onto Aardwolf... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa laughs out loud at Snowangel Tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel mutters something about a dream within a dream .. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides through the forest...riding past 3 hung corpses. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: each named I, R, and Ya respectively T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: peers out from behind the bush, and starts following Irya ... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slows down looking around his surroundings. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm... T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: shuffles underneith the bush, making sure he isn't seen ... still keeping his eyes on Irya T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: kills Irya T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Game Over T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Do you want to reload? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger congratulates Tsunwu! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: He left to go do something. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: no he died =P T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: right! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger acks...someone lost their pants at WindJammer's Party. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa peers intently at Hyuuga Neji. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: hello! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya riding his horse he stops by the road...looking at the most beautiful woman ever. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to you. T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Honey! T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are you doing in the middle of the road? T3/r7/2014-10-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya loves Irya T3/r7/2014-10-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa is looking at her watch, waiting for her next quest. T3/r7/2014-10-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: They roll in almost like clockwork these days. The Darkness is spreading... T3/r7/2014-10-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: ebola .. T3/r7/2014-10-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-10-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TlibarTa yawns. T3/r7/2014-10-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya growls. T3/r7/2014-10-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's blade cuts through the rain thus decapitating a soldier. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina perks up and stares intently at Irya. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at The Vixxen Dyvina and whispers 'she seems somewhat confused don't ya think?' T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah...You almost built this rust-bucket up. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: thanks to your workers, wolf-boy. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I ain't a boy. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You are male. That is close enough to me. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Then call me wolf-man. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or Witcher. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hell even call me by my name...Ilya. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: nah. Boy just sounds nicer. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: why?are ya il? T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ilya? Did you change it? T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is my legal one. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Irya is just a name I was given by humans. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'll stick to wolfy for now. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I kinda didn't want to give away my name Irya so I kept it. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ilya sounds... like a girl name. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): I dated a Lilya once T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods at you in agreement. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: plausible. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I once dated a Abelinka...She wasn't very nice. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: really?she said the same T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): Lilya was russian...and I wouldn't be surprised that an abelinka wasn't very nice...abelinca is much nicer T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Abelinka sounds like a lovely girl. You should bring her to the pub. Lawrence! A round of mead for me and half-dead Bob! T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Abelinka is russian. T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina dances a stumbling, drunken jig to some unheard tune..step away from the drunkard... T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: is it very well known? T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) JamieTheWolf: *yawn* T3/r7/2014-10-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Selcg: how do i get in the trail of defense in kerofk? T3/r7/2014-10-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Greetings. T3/r7/2014-10-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) JamieTheWolf: am i the only other one in rp chanel? T3/r7/2014-10-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dregaur: OOC Good evening everyone, I am new to the game and looking to Roleplay. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Brushes back his trollish mohawk and sighs, T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Are you one of those troll slaves in those fancy cyclop caves? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Yes, shh, the guards are coming. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: frantically picks at the lock with his inquisitively long green fingernail. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Let me help, I know magic... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai glides directly through the door, as if a ghost. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Great! Now how do I get out? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai glides back in. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Wait. Which side of the door are you on? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode waves his green arms desperately "This one!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Nevermind. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai glides through the door again. You hear a soft mumblind, and the door *clicks* before swinging open. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode cheers in celebration, and gathers his few meager belongings just as he hears "EYE HEAR DA DOORS AR OPENIN" from down the hall. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sighs, points a finger at Mode and says 'invis'. He fades from existance. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode wonders how Bobolai got caught in the first place. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What? I just walked in here... wanted to kill some stuff. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Can you kill the cyclops then? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: maybe. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: they're dumb, too. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Yeah, of course, real dumb. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode 's face turns blazing red. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai spots a cyclops walking in. 'Get down!', she exclaims, before she herself sits on the rough ground. The cyclops takes out a laser beam and scans the area. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode hits the dirt, dropping a glowing coin that rolls towards the feet of the cyclops. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai crawls over to Mode and T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai fluffles Mode's fur mercilessly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Cyclops don't see anything before waist level, silly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode breathes a quiet sigh of relief. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( have ya done the uprising goal? ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Nope T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( dammit! ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes the shiny coin and puts it in her... breast... pocket. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Okay, I'm going to make a distraction. Try to find a way out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai pulls out her dagger from her thigh, and thrusts it upwards, in between the cyclops' legs. He screams so loudly, it reverberates along the caves, drawing the attention of every other cyclops in the vicinity. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( Waiting for Mode to respond... ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode grasps his ears and squirms, then struggles to his feet, dusting his prison rags off. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode asks Bobolai "Where do you hail from, mighty warrior?" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai yells 'So much for asking while I'm batt-OW!' A cyclops uppercuts her in the chin, and she fumbles about trying to fight back the many cyclops upon her. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode dives for the dropped coin, glowing in his hand he chants a phrase "Feetok Fallumpus!" as a giant foot materializes and boots the cyclops from Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Mode's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What in the name of Ayla was that? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode shrugs and averts his eyes, clearly uncomfortable discussing his means of doing combat. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Clearly not from Aylor... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: well. time to move on. more cyclopsies ahead. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: I was given this coin by my great grandfather, the leader of our tribe, right before the cyclops invaded our village. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at Mode. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: We are Podiamancers. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Nice T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Magic I've never seen. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: That's because I'm the only one that can ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode hears voices echoing down the hall yet again. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai draws out her club. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Wait, watch this. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Why does my hammer look like a club. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at Mode. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode chants a few words as his coin glows. Suddenly the party's feet feel very sticky. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Follow me! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode climbs up the wall until he is standing on the ceiling. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: following. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wai T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai places one foot on the wall, eying it suspiciously. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode whispers "Shh, hurry!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai takes a deep breath, and places another foot on the wall. For a moment she looks like she's about to fall, but her feet stick to the wall as if superglued. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: all my what T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Try to keep the things in your pocket from falling out! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slowly begins to walk up the ceiling... inching closer to Mode. On reaching the ceiling, she goes on all fours. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Never had anything in my pocket fall out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: my head hurts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode watches as two cyclops enter the chamber, scanning intently, before continuing the search elsewhere. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: arrives T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: er ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: we're upside down. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu Arrives T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: how am i supposed to see anything when everything is upside down T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: It's safe now. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode chants a phrase again as his feet let loose from the ceiling, he falls gracefully to the floor. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu asks : "Why are you stuck to the ceiling"? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai floats in the same manner down, after Mode T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: We were avoiding the cyclops. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: he's got magic T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: special kind. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Watch this! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: holy aylor, cyclops, where?! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu: Oh right, I thought you were crazy. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai covers Tsunwu's mouth. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela yells and runs around histerically T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode gasps. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Shh, you'll bring them back! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu licks Bobolai's finger T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slaps Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard goes into the room with two cyclops on chains. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Excuse me? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what the heck, whats with all these people suddenly joining us T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: I am a evil wizard...Don't ask such foul questions! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Thought you were crazy, so I came to check things out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Thought you were crazy, so I came to check things out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: did you say something?we're always here T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Or these Cyclops will gut you all like a fish. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Who are you guys? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela scans around frantically for cyclops T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so erm. you're the leader or something? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Yes! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: These nasty buggers took over castle I want it back. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Gamewizard's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard slaps Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: So do you want to help me? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: What is your name? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I have no name. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Well...Slave...Are you gonna help me out? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela checks his book of shadows for a spell to banish Gamewizard, the demonic troll. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: You called me A WHAT?!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: You are known as Slave #1 T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai draws her dagger and attacks Gamewizard! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: You...The vampire in the back Slave #2 T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: OoooooOoooooO T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode chants an incantion as l T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: I am immortal don't even try. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: that's what they ALL say T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode 's incantation causes a large foot stomp on Gamewizard's toes. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Oo, ok, oh great one T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela mumbles some words you can't understand, Gamewizard starts to lose his grasp of reality. bystanders are seeing his ugly image slowly fade away T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu lets loose a fart in GameWizard's direction T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai stops her attacks, wondering what spell is being casted on Gamewizard T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: How dare you! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela uses telepathy to teach Bobolai the ugly demon banishing spell, so she may join him and evoke the troll forever T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Nevela's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu wants to help! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard locks himself up with chains and pulls himself down. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so erm. how does this work. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and Nevala turn into goo. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela picks through his back-pack, hums as he finds something. He then commences to throw an artifect resembling an oil lamp to the middle of the room. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: So Slave #1... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu is laughing his ass off T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and he turns into metal. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( I'm assuming Nevela is now a goo-person ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( I'm assuming Nevela is now a metal*-person ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard . o O ( I turned into metal ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai looks at Gamewizard and goes "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (I want to marry Bobolai) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela yells from the top of his lungs "diamentatrollis diament" as Gamewizard vapors are sucked into the lamp. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela picks up an ordinary looking oil-lamp and stashes it in his back-pack T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela poof T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard explodes and blows up the lamp. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela starts to wave his magic wand. Uh oh, what is he up to? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai holds her club and swings it over Gamewizard's head. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard dodges and punches you in the stomach. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: you guys rock. paper scissor. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and puts your club on fire. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai barely flinches, and continues pounding him at various body parts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: This is a metal club. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Still it melts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Hellfire mortal. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Cuts off Gamewizard's fingers and shouts "Enough of this finger snapping nonsense!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins as Gamewizard begins to melt! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard regenerates his fingers and laughs as he feels non of Bobolai's atacks. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai continues clubbing relentlessly at him T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Massages Bobolai as she fights Gamewizard T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard grabs your club and bashes you with it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tsun, be more useful than that. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and locks you up in chains. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai rolls her eyes, disgusted. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Now...Slave #1...How do you want me to kill you? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so much for overpowered characters T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: I am Immortal fool. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (We need to find his weakness...) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode uses his magical sharpy and markerboard to craft a poster that says "Gamewizard: WOW that way >>>>>>>>>" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Did you decide? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: How are you gonna die? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai mutters something quietly to herself. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai her hands conjure up a shimmering white arrow of light, which flies and hits Gamewizard in the back. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard breaks the arrow off his back and kicks you in the face. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: throws a pebble at Gamewizard T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade , an innocent bystander watches this interesting fight. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: RUN!!! run while you can!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard blows at the pebble and launches it in space. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: try using ..... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard grabs Bobolai by the neck and lifts her up. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: You think a arrow can kill me? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard slaps Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade gives Gamewizard a kiss hoping it will do something? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear Inexorable Eskilade has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai kicks Gamewizard in the face. He flinches momentarily, dropping her. She quickly runs away, disppearing into the darkness of the caves. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: What the hell was that? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: lol T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Runs after Bobolai! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: a distraction perhaps? XD T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard blows up the cave with a snap of fingers? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (Those damn fingers are OP) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Well...They were weak. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard . o O ( Snapping helps! ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: i wonder if gamewizard wants followers... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: NO! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: awww =/ T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade looks at Gamewizard with a pout on his face. What is he, six? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and turns Eskilade into ash. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: o 0 (so mean.. ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( Eski is now Ash, the master Pokemon Trainer! ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: crawls out of the cave ... on his knees, towards Gamewizard and stops in front of him, shivering as he looks up at the immortal. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Pathetic fools. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard draws a big heavy sword and cuts your head off. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: May I please be your apprentice ... oh powerfull wizard? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: aaaaaaaah!!!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: No! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and turns Tsunwu in a mage-like skeleton. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu rises from the dead ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Now...Boris...Go back to your army. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: What are we going to do now, Master? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard kicks you in the butt sending you to the skeleton army hiding behind the mountians. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade finally gets regenerated by Ivar.. and walks away wondering what in the world did he get himself into... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai seems to mumble some words from the darkness, and a corpse of a cyclops stumbles towards Gamewizard. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and rips the flesh of the Cyclops. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard slowly walks towards Bobolai with an evil smile. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu jumps out from behind the bush, grabs Gamewizards fingers tight so he can't do magic and shouts "NOW BOBOLAI NOW!!!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard points at you pushing you away with incredible force smashing you to a wall. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu jumps out from behind the bush, grabs Gamewizards fingers tight so he can't do magic and shouts "NOW BOBOLAI NOW!!!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu jumps out from behind the bush, grabs Gamewizards fingers tight so he can't do magic and shouts "NOW BOBOLAI NOW!!!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu jumps out from behind the bush, grabs Gamewizards fingers tight so he can't do magic and shouts "NOW BOBOLAI NOW!!!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode mumbles "You FOOLS. How can you kill that which has... no... life...?" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard looks at Tsunwu and turns his eyes into ash. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points a finger, and quickly speaks 'order corpse cast 'finger of death''. The skeleton of a cyclops flies through the air, his bony finger slicing directly through Gamewizard. Black blood spurts from Gamewizard's stomach... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: You got blood over my new shoes! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard snaps his fingers and turns Bobolai in ash. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: snapping with attitude T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard slowly removes the finger from his stomach. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: Where is my sword? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: I win... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: But where is my sword...I swear it was on my back this whole time. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu, his eyes turned to ash, feels around on the floor and gets finds a SWORD. He slowly rises, gripping the sword in his hand, power rushing through him and thrusts the sword straight through the Wizards heart! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard starts spitting out blood. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard falls down on his knees. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: You son of a... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard keeps spitting out blood. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: must i finish him off? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu kicks Gamewizard on his chest, causing him to fall backwards, flat on his back. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Hands the SWORD to Bobolai T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard starts coughing out blood. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Finish him .... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: with a vitality! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard laughs diabolically...Muhahahaha! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard: I will kill you alll!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai thrusts the sword into Gamewizard's stupid mouth. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Shut up, forver. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade claps at Bobolai's performance. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard slowly smiles as he turns into ash and disappears. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Beems with pride at Bobolai T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai thinks she is so woot. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Well that was easy. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sends Tsunwu across the dance floor. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Sheesh. He was OP until then. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard Gamewizards sword dissapears aswell turning into dust. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I need my vision restored T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu fumbles around, falling over everything ... poor fellow T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: hmm maybe we could 'borrow' from 2 cyclopsies T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gamewizard 's magic disappears thus healing Tsunwu's eyes. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh okay T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Aaaah! I can see! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai holds up 3 fingers. 'How many fingers am i holding up here?' T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Looks at Bobolai the brave warrior, noticing in how much blood she is covered. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: twelve! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i think we might still need to borrow eyes. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade comes. May i be of asssistance? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Right, I want blue ones though. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Blue, puppy eyes. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: do you want me to kill a puppy? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade noticing he has blue puppy eyes.... walks away quickly... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Eskilade! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Nudges Bobolai and points at Eskilade! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: noo my eyes... mine! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear Inexorable Eskilade has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: can you do healing magic? that's all I swear! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: naooo im scared... >.< T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai playfully tackles Inexorable Eskilade. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you're fluffy! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Jumps on the two wrestlers ... reaching for Eskilade's eyes! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) With a loud scream, Inexorable Eskilade releases a bolt of electricity, frying Tsunwu!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: >.< T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai jumps back! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Relax relax! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tsunwu looks charred... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: uhhh sorry... he made me nervous T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu is sent flying back by Eskilade's bolt of lightning, cursing at Odin all the way. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Quaffs a healing potion and his skin restores. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: eheheheh. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: sorry abou that tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: still has soot on it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: huehuehue T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai playfully tackles Nevela. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: hey you! do you know healing magics? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Its okay, I have mastered quaffing. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade gets out his poison... mmm cold you hold still tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: o-k T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snatches the poison from Eski. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: my latest endavors in the clergy school proves I hold some knoledge of such spells. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: heyyy i was about to use that to heal his eyess T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade looks at Bobolai with a pout on his face. What is he, six? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what are you doing?! This appears to be burnt marbu! He's already blind T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Pleeeease whelp meh! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: its my own special concoction... i am a practitioner of the caustic arts... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Nevela. Heal Tsunwu while I handle Eskilade T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade beams a smile at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Want me to 'borrow' your eyes Eski? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: no thank u T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: rolls around on the floor, screaming in pain, blood starting to drip from his eyes! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: for pete sake Bobolai, your friend is dying over there in the background... can i please do my part? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears next to tsunwu and temporally heals his eyes T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade goes ooOOooOOoo at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: sigh... fine, i'll trust you this one time. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that is all that i can do but it wont last long T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: i'll handle this, got some aoe healing T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drops the bottle. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: speaks softly words of no particular language, at least not to your ears. you can feel relieved by those foreign words, and you already starting to feel better. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu's pain eases ... and he opens his eyes, and he is once again able to see the brave Bobolai! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aah... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade picks up his poison and bows to Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: soothing... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Jumps up and starts cleaning Bobolai's sword. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nice poison eskilade, you need to teach me that one day T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: guess ill save this for later then T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: i can teach you T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: but i'll have to charge. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: my studies are kind of private.. but i will take a worthy student. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu gathers some firewood, makes a small camp fire. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i should pass for now T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: springs to his feet T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade starts playing a jolly tune of the black lotus on his flute, restoring mana to all who listen. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits by the fire T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tells stories of how he and Bobolai defeated the evil Wizard T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is everyone here all healers except me? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Never heard of any area heals, to be honest. Let alone a black lotus one. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I'm no healer. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: im not exactly a healer... im a little bit of everything T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela scouts the area and sets up torches and candles to compliment Tsunwu's fire. along with some deadly traps to ensure the party's saftey. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im the opposite T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im a master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Says "Night everyone...", and crawls into his tent, humming himself to sleep. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela falls slowly to the ground by the fire, and before his head hits the ground, already fast asleep. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade finishes his tune , and starts sharpening his envenomed daggers. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wait! my dagger! Tsunwu! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: What? Huh? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you took it! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Drags his but out of the tent, feeling around in his pockets. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade peers intently at Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Oh sheeeeeet, I lost it! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade tsks Tsunwu. You feel sorry for him. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, this one? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shows a dagger T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I think ... I think I put it the backpack on Bobolai's horse ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the dagger from Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Turns around to face the horse ... and notices that the horse is gone... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Yes it is! Where did you find it? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: would you like me to envenom it Bobolai? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Someone took the horses!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: tsunwu... no one brings horses into caves. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i really dont know... i have a bad habit of looting things T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snorts derisively at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Oh right ... this is A CAVE! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: we had horses? I thought we were escaping from cyclops by foot on the floor, when did the scenery change? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Who would have thought that? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: who wants some poison on their weaponry? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: not me. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai ruffles Tsunwu's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: me T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye passes his silver sword and a steel dagger tp Eskilade T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Reveals a tp-enchanted Kobold-on-a-stick T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, that steel dagger is not mine T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Now this ... this tastes like heaven! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade takes the sword and bites it with his canine teeth.. poison seeping out of his mouth until the sword glows an eerie green. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (I wonder if they knew you could TP-enchant food...) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Remind me not to let Eski neck-bite me T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( waste of tp i guess ) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: i dont do it all the time... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: don't let eski neck bite you bobo T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade passionately starts kissing Bobolai's neck and slowly moves his way down. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade smirks. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Frowns at Eskilade T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai flails her arms about wildly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay... that is some venom... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: you're silly Ms.Bobolai ^.^ T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade giggles. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai looks over to Tsunwu, who appears to be fast asleep. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu snoars .... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: When Tsunwu took my dagger to wipe, he was so excited... thought he wanted me to clean his... ahem... dagger T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you're just thinking too far T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grins evilly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: guess so. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i like the pun though T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye examines his newly envenomed weapons T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Rolls around in his sleep ... and accidently rolls into the fire, jumping up screaming like crazy, setting the campsite on fire!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Run!!!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade takes a deep breath and rubs his hands together. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: stop, srop, roll! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: stop, drop, roll! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wait there's a bigger problem T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade then disappears into the wind. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai points at the spreading fire, and mutters 'water blast'. A jet of water shoots from her finger, extinguishing the fire. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai does the same to Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears again carrying a block of solid ice T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (Bobolai ... What a hero ....) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i might have been a bit late T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: That can help cool down his burns. Drop it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade returns with strong winds and blows most of the fire out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye throws the 50kg block of solid ice on top of Tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: aaaaah! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade then stomps out the rest of the fire. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: sweet! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: what a disaster... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Well none of you tugged me properly into bed, its your fault. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai kneels down, and with her warrior strength, pushes the giant block of ice off Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you really bring the blankets for that? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what else are blankets for anyway? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: darn it ... that fire made one of my poison bottles crack.. poison may have leaked out somewhere T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Greeneye's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Disappears into Bobolai's giant warm coat T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: err... what is a blanket again? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tsunwu. Are you trying to get into my breast pocket? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I was there earlier, right now I am just cold. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: you have quite the friend there Bobolai.. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade raises an eyebrow at Bobolai's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai chuckles at Tsunwu's joke. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye collects woods and rekindles the campfire. this time making it safer T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade spreads a bit of poison around the fire. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that was a joke? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: just a weak poison in case he gets close... the smell will tell him he's too close. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: ah T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I will let you know that I was the one who helped to save us from the Wizard! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what race is tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: of course.. but even heroes can use a little bit of assistance every now and then T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade ruffles Tsunwu's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Greeneye, don't act as if Tsunwu isn't here T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: a blinded person could find the sword faster than I could... I ought to rely less on sight, especially in dark caves. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Smiles at Bobolai T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Don't think Tsunwu will roll to the fire this time though. I'm his bed now. Complete with pillows T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai starts to giggle to herself like a little girl. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry i was talking to Tsunwu but i said it wierdly didnt i? i apologise if it offended you Tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Crawls out from underneith Bobolai's giant coat, and starts to work the dirt of Bobolai's boots T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Its okay Greeneye, I am a little crazy. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so am i T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye giggles T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Tsunwu's persistant. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai beams a smile at Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I am tough as nails. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: In all ways that count! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai looks at her own cracked, yellow, dirty nails. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Oh, not that kind of nails. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: hehe T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks ag his rusty nails in his torture tools T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: i think i might need to get some air... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Yeah me too, I'll come with you. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade walks out to the entrance of the cave, and takes a deep breath of fresh air. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Keeps a close eye on Bobolai and follows Eskilade to catch some fresh air. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up suddenly and runs out the cave at blurring speed T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade wonders why everyone seems to be following him. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns walking holding a white rabbit by its ears T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dinner! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Well I'm gonna sleep here... wait what? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Returns to the fire and rolls himself up inside Bobolai's giant coat. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai snatches the rabbit from greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Tsunwu's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I like this coat T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah! why? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai looks to the rabbit, then to Tsunwu, wondering which to cuddle with. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Cuddle meh!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: he likes my pillows. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: We need to eat the rabbit, I am starving. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops on all fours looking at the rabbit in Bonolai's hands T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai glares at Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade just takes a little piece of rabbit and then returns back outside to eat his meal. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai cuddles an orange rabbit. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: shivers under Bobolai's death stare ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I'm not cuddling you Tsunwu! How could you want to eat such a cute rabbit! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: orange? since when? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Its definitely not as cute as me, and it tastes much better. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is now seriously confused T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: who knows? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: why not, greeneye? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye eyes Tsunwu T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai fluffles a cute little rabbit's fur mercilessly. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Well I'm cuddling it to sleep! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i meantioned that it was white... oh, never mind T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: No! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade goes, 'Nom nom nom'. What's he eating? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade goes 'Nom nom nom' to a cute little rabbit. Now you're hungry too. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai lies on the ground, hugging the rabbit, and soon begins to snore. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Tsunwu, if you live with the vampires long enough, any meat can please you T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu slowly rises out of the giant coat ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu sneaks over to where Bobolai and the rabbit is sleeping ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu removes Bobolai's dagger from his backpack (hehe...) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jums up and dashes out again T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade sneaks behind Tsunwu , dagger in hand. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu mutters to himself ... "She is my precious rabbit ...." T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: what are you doing... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Oh ... Oh I can't .... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade peers intently at Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: drops the dagger on the floor, and steps on Bobolai's toes on the way to his bed in the corner of the cave T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai wakes up with a start! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade sits down staring at Bobolai. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: who stepped on my toes! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: that hurt! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade points excitedly at Tsunwu! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai hunches her shoulders, wrinkles her face, and squints at Tsunwu. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: It wasn't me. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: i saw it with my own eyes T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Inexorable Eskilade's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: and he had ur dagger too T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: what seriously? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade: yes T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai spots her dagger on the ground, and grabs it! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Stands up, what seriously Eskilade? Look, the dagger is lying on the floor there right next to you! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: It was yoU! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: sheesh, I need to make mine more unique-looking. SO hard to tell from the one Greeneye gave me. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh well. gonna sleep T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the cave hugging on to a fluffy baby giant cave bear T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: new dinner! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Thank heavens! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai curls up with the rabbit, and is quickly back to snoring again. The rabbit wiggles out of sleeping Bobolai's hands. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: aaah ... here is my opportunity.... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Gets a carrot out of his backpack and throws it out of the cave, the rabbit chasing after it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wonder on how to cook the bear T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inexorable Eskilade decides to disappear for now.. feeling slightly uncomfortable around Tsunwu.. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: sneaks over to Bobolai, covering his body in a fur coat and slips into Bobolai's hands where the rabbit was sleeping...hehe T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the rabbit and runs after it disappearing outside T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: . o O (Take that rabbit, haha!) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs back in screaming, "run!" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Whispers ... "What now?" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out his diamond edged sword to face two giant cave bears which came to fetch their cub T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: oh sheeeeet! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, really. im bad at fighting beasts T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: So am I! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the bear and wrestles it to the ground. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, shoooot! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Irya!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his knife and keeps stabbing the beast. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die you wretched beast!!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps punching the bear till it dies. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: joins Irya fighting the bears T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: get em, get em! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs the second bear and headbutts it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya moves to the 2nd downed bear and keeps punching it. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slices tendons accurately T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stands up observing the 2 dead bears. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya nods. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bear soup! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello you two! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No you ain't touching them! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I wanna skin them first. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Then they are yours. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, we do have to skin them anyways T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How did you two meet up...I wonder. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I need the pelts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am making a coat for my wife. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Suddenly a black hole appears in space right above Tsunwu's head, swallowing him in .... "Wheeeeeeelp!!! Don't worry ... the master vampire maiden is summoning me.... I'll be baaaaa-aaa-ck" ... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i saw him blinded T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris frowns. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A pregnant woman needs to stay warm. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: it aint mine. I know cause I wrapped it up. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you can take as much as you want. you basically killed them T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris looks around and whistles innocently. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his knife and starts skinning the bears. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So how are you Greeneye? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, busy T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Interesting...What about you Tsunwu? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris smiles at Irya and act like it was Monster hunter freedom united and help him Carve the bears for Material. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh he is long gone. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tosses Irya a small pouch full of rare gems and crystals T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks the crystals up. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...Killing... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws the pouch back to you. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why, that was a present for your wife? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh really?! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I thought It was your payment. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tosses it back at Irya T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs the pouch. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a sack full of gold. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: quickly emptys the pouch then goes "LoL" T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: messed that up T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep this...Might help you out. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i never knew your wife was pregnant. I have been away for too long... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves the bag T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She is in her...3rd month I think. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what for? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For the gems. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: his wife wasn't pregnant until recently, Irya can't sleep at night so he has to keep busy :P T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I also just got that gold so no need for it now. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah Shut up Skyris lol T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm, that is the only payment method i have T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands the bag back T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe...Just keep the gold...It ain't a lot. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You want something else in return? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i have a lot of money... well, gems T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Um...Thanks. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: gems don't count for currency :( T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: sadly T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife will love these. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im hired by the warlocks to join a war on their side and they pay me in gems T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, sell them T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: what game have you've been playing. I want to see these Warlocks!! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Tsunwu has returned! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Has your maiden got what she wants? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I was requested to prepare dinner for the master vampire maiden. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...done skinning. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye the bear is all yours. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: So whats happening here? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down on a log handful of pelts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done skinnng the bear. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye skillfully separates the meat from the bones and puts them in a pot T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts some ice in the pot and put the pot over the fire and starts stirring them T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Roo many pelts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bah. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs a sewing kit from his bag and starts fixing up the pelts. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Multi-tasking...If I say so myself :) T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am becoming a father...Really no comment on that. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is a basic skill when you live in the forests and other non human areas T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One day you free roam...The next day you get married to a person you love...next day you find out you are becoming a father. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Life goes on fast. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps making the coat. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sips the boiling pot T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is it any good? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, im not that good of a cook but its edible T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I seriously need to learn to cook. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you have a wife... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But she ain't gonna be in condition at some point. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no one cooks better if my information is coreect T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You might not know me very well...But a pregnant woman for me is as fragile as glass. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... thats a problem T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aswell as children. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I mean...Very delicate T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i think i rested enough. I should go back to the war soon T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And yes I sure love her cooking. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye...When war calls... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Irya a blue crystal T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At the end we all know... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: War,War Never Changes. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Umm...Thanks...again. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, use that to open portals to selected locations T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Interesting... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and take the soup witb you. i cant eat all that T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Need any help on the battlefield. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye fills a bowl of soup and opens a portal using a black crystal T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You sure you don't need any help? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I mean... T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya 's eyes turn red and Shadow shows up next to you. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no thanks, it may damage you permanently if you get hit once T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He might help. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and you are to become a father T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well he isn't. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Immortal dog here...Hello! T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, shadow will definately die T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Take the old dog on a ride...He is getting bored anyway. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Remember...He can adapt to anything in the matter of seconds...Even If he does I can conjure another one. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, then ill borrow him for a while. thanks T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and Shadow suddenly starts following you...his eyes glowing green. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is all yours. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just try not to get yourself killed. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks again. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No problem. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will never T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Heh. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats shadow and disappears through the portal and the portal closes T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps doing work. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shoots a bunny rabbit with a one-handed crossbow. T3/r7/2014-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to the corpse and picks it up,tying it to his belt. T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: I'm a vampire! Do any werewolves want to fight? T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: Can I rip off my shirt and be magically oily for no real reason? T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: Of course. T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dark Angel Turrillius: I'm In! T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: is rp .. you need ask .. this chann not for you :P T3/r7/2014-10-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode: RP's on hold til I get my corpse T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye flashes across the field riding a black death hound. When he spots his target, he jumps, rolls and slits the flower in two T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ha! I got you this time! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger appears! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Can't teleport me now, can you? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye taunts at the withered flower as Shadow, the death hound sits quietly next to him staring at Warburger T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger creeps ever so slowly away from Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger disappears! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks in warburger's direction and scratches his head T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sure, i thought i fealt something T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shrugs then rides Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lets go back. we had fun for now. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dashes far and out of sight T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rests under a giant tree with Shadow beside him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sits in the tree whistling T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, Neji. Long time no see T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: still in the forest i see... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats Shadow thoughtfully T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, yes. I really want a rest so i just came here for now T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scratches his chin and as well for Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... anything new recently? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Menolin throws Greeneye a sliver of meat. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i got a new bow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps and catches it wih his mouth T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: grrr! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: delish! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ...i didnt see anything... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wipes his mouth and goes back to his spot in the shade T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nice bow by the way T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does it shoot flaming ball of acid? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ... no.. what do you think this is... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... a new bow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye ruffles his head, looks at Shadow and ruffles his hair as well T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: No hope... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, im all crazy after all that chaos from the war T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmmm T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and things will continue to escalate there so im not amazed T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: please spear me T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i said that wrong again T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was meaning spare T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: .... i pity you shadow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: one of the enemies understood it wrong and nearly skewered me T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, he was going to do it either way T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow as the hound sighs T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i see... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you understood him?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: he makes more sense... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow and Shadow snickers at him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what the hell?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji pats Greeneye on his head. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pouts T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont care anymore T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: about what T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: about everything! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye realizes something T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, i should. i need to live T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks at Shadow and ask "Guess that includes you..." T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye watches Neji and Shadow as Shadow rolls his eyes T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor shadow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji pets shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: No, really! Who taught you that?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: taught what? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: forget it. Nature has its own way of dealing things. Maybe im one of it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks at Shadow and ask "Do you have any idea what this guy is talking about?" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and walks away as Shadow sways his head T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ey! where are you going!? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: have you seen a pet diss his own master? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, im just streatching T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji pets Shadow. "That's a good boy" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks to Shadow and looks at him face to face T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you really know how to make me look bad T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts walking around again as Shadow watches him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i will stay out of this... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i cant fight him or can he fight me. We need to reserve our strength for the war T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: What wat is this... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: war... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, didnt i tell you about this? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: warlocks hired me for quite a price to join their side of a war that recently broke out T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: they just want me to kill certain individuals of the enemy T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but the problem is that getting hit one will cause instantaneous unavoidable death. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sounds fun T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sounds fun? hell no! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Why not? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a milis T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a milisecond can cost my life T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: so fun right? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm maybe if you are crazy to be T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Even Shadow agrees with me... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow as he nods with agreement T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Shadow, why do you betray me? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I bet he thinks i am more fun T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grabs Shadow to stop the nodding T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Don't be mean. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, im just hugging him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: doesnt look like ot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it must be the atmosphere T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: suurreeee T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hehehe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor shadow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gets up after Shadow stops nodding and lies down on the grass T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji goes to Shadow and pets him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... back to your new flaming acid ball shooting bow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: greetings fellow Aylorians! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah Woah! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was spying on them... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and smiles. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Neji...Hey Greeneye...Hey Shadow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa? whats this? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It's me Irya! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: .... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greets everyone as Shadow pads to Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what the helllll T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sits quietly and grooms herself with a tiny paw , watching the proceedings T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi Kalaya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is my wife...Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Greetings everyone T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: waves a tiny paw in greeting T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kalaya...This is Greeneye...Greeneye,This is Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi Kalaya, ive heard a lot from Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i heard mothing! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya bows before Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Hey , I'm Tz the kitten :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye waves his... er... hand to Tzadkiel T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kalaya this is the best archer ever..Neji T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya bows before Tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya bows before Snowangel Tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: ahem, well... er... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel curtseys gracefully. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: er... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya pokes Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hehehehe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Neji is an old friend :D T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pokes Kalaya in the ribs. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji, tell them about your new flaming acid ball shooting bow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do tell. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: it doesnt shoot acid! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down pulling Kalaya down with him. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, yeah... it doesnt... then what was it again? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What does it do then? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya sits on Irya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: runs round chasing a butterfly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya beams a smile at Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Tz, are you a real kitten? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: it is a bow.. what do you think T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shoots acid arrows? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What do you think Baby? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a bow that can shoot fire? and acid maybe? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: I think I would not like to be the recipient of such an arrow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Yes ! I'm an Archangel when I'm mad bu otherwise I'm a kitten T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i give T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: oooh double .. brb ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how cute! I love kittens! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lucky for you...you have a big bulky wolf as your shield. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes I am crazy enough to stand infront of the shot to save my wife. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! Shadow was a wolf?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am talking about me and Kalaya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I have a Wolfie .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And shadow is a death hound. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: my defender and paladin Irya! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no wonder it sulked whenever i called it a death hound... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A death wolf or whatever you call em T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... never mind T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: call em a hell hound T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I am married to a Snowolf.. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well I am married to a little bee :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sounds good T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This adorable,little bee :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: does he eat snow? or made of snow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: busy bee that's me T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Wolfie is beautiful :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hugs Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, sorry if that offended you T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: and is a Wolf .. furry like me :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Show off T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: are you a furry elf, Tzadkiel? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, i got so many furry friends... I also know big foot if you ask me T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I is Kitteh ! hear me Mew ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haha cute :D T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not as cute...Ewww T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i just love cats and kittens T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: ohh kittehlicious T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tz run away T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife sometimes likes Kittens... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya dangles a ball of catnip in front of Tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She eats them... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Here... kitteh kitteh T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Wolfie loved it enought to put a ring on it :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: no eating this Kitteh ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But you are so tiny T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: brb T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha ive never seen this many fur coats! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, after the time when i was living amoungst the wolven T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya licks her chops. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: so long as chops is all you licking .. :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: .... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits down with Shadow and looks to the grassy fields T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya chuckles politely T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: runs across the field chasing .. butterflies .. her tail .. graasshoppers .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and the list goes on and on T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji is not invisible. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel is stalking Hyuuga Neji through the grass. You should warn Hyuuga Neji... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji decides to take a walk with Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji. you are noy forgotten T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel shadow Neji as he walks T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya Flies across the field, scanning for danger. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have decided! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ill find a companion of mine after this war! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: dangerous butterfly .. SE ccorner of the field !! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I thought your companion is Shadow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what do you mean how? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel bats tiny paws in mortal combat with the dangerous butterfly to protect Neji T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Shadow is Irya's and im just borrowing him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: .... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean how is a butterfly dangerous T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is everything ok? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor shadow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: is OK ! I got it ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... kittens... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!* Go Snowangel Tzadkiel!!! Hyuuga Neji cheers her on. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tz you are lucky my wife doesn't eat you T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel goes back to shadowing Neji T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why are you shadowing me... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and Shadow comes back to him sitting next to Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: is a dangerous place .. you may need a kitten .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets shadow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: a master archer that needs a kitten. thats new... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she's a kitten T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Neji you Know I am a special Kitten .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lifts up Kalaya and carries her on his back. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: but still... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on sleepy... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: "Oof!" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: oooh snugglepile ? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( it will be funny if Shadow carries Irya on his back right now ) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You ok? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya flails around, flaping her wings. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( He did that once! ) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah Woah...Calm down. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Honey, remember my condition T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm..Yeah...Sorry. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You want me to put you down? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: yes, but gently T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, i think i gave you the gem for a very good reason T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gently puts Kalaya down. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: condition... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean the portal crystal T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you didnt hear Neji? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i dont even know her!? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You in pains baby? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everything ok? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, that explains things T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: just a little ruffled T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You sure? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sigh... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel licks a strawberry she just found T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You hungry baby? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya nods, and smiles happily T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye starts walking around thinking where to start as a flower blow him telepots him with a jolt of lightning T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at a deer. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Goodness, you read my mind T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Neji...May I? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Use your bow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji slaps Irya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this is a new bow! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Give me your old one! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ask shadow.. he stole it... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya nods at Shadow and looks under a tree. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel jumps on the back of the deer "I got it !" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: want a arrow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: never mind.. the kitten got it... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the deer and stabs it with his knife! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your bow is under the tree. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: thanks Tz T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: rides the deer around batting it with tiny paws ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drags the deer next to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i got a new bow. you can keep that one. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...How are we gonna skin it? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: can i? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife is hungry...sure. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns from the forest all battered T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel laps contentedly at a pool of deer blood and purrs T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye helps us out on skinning and butchering this deer? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji takes out his shortsword and starts skinning. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife is hungry. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya helps Neji out. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: beware of squirting blood... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges squirting blood in the last second/ T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was close. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that was some adventure and no one realizes that i disappeared! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am trying to feed my hungry wife! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sees all :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Shadow stole my bow. i was busy. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holds out two rabbits by their ears T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bunny and deer! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nice! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bundeer? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now all we need is a Kitten. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: ooh elevenses .. a brace of conies :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ouch... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gets his bow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nah. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She helped out with the deer. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you must be glad. i was teleported right in the middle of a predator and a pray T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: tch... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel raises a tiny paw and 17 points of mastery crackle through her claws as she casts Apear of Odin ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji puts away his bow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths his diamond edged sword and skins the deer and the rabbit in seconds T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now let's butcher. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye readies his sword again and separated the meat from the bones and organs from the meat within seconds T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel slurps a lil more deer blood and goes back to chasing butterflies etc . T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... it seems the war had an influence on me after all T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye...seems so T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sigh... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out an old battered cooking pot and builds a fire pit under it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good stuff. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya helps Greeneye out. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel comes bach with some potatoes and onions she found T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmm T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill show you guys a new recipe i learned from the wolvens when i was back with the wolvens T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: tz... stealing aint nice! bad kitteh! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya wraps his tail around his sleeping wife and puts her head on his shoulders. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am listening. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: .. I dug these up ! no stealing .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji looks at Snowangel Tzadkiel and goes "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grabs a piece of meat and starts munching the raw bloody meat on the spot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: hmmm... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what, why? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell was that? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, that was a joke T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: trotts off in search of herbs for the stew T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swallows the rest of the meat he was eating and lightsthe fire and pours some water in the pot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can you make the stew now...While my wife is sleeping. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, as there are many people. i will cook a stew T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She loves fast service. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: fast? i can do that in seconds T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya slowly wakes up, sniffing the air. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hurry up fool! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill show you what i leant during the war T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel returns with herbs for the stew T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Yumm T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pours all the ingredient in the pot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kisses Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good morning sleepy head :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sprinkes a pinch of red powder in the pot and suddenly the pot boils into stew T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks Tz T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: What a nap, I slept like a baby. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She gets the stew first. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes the herbs and mixes it into the stew T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel gambols round the fire excitedly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya procures some bowls and tableware. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? no bowls? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, good T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Here everybody take some T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: takes a kitteh size bowl and waits by it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stirrs the stew for a bit before distributing them T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a bowl. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who IS gonna serve the stew? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ill take whats left T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: haha T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya dips a large ladle in, and serves everyone a generous helping. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pours stew into each awaiting bowls T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts sipping the soup. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not bad T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya blows on her bowl of stew, taking small bites of meat. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: mews happily ,, must be tasty ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji stares at the pot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yummy. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Delicious! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whats wrong Neji? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel invites Neji to dig in ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My wife loves it! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: want more? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do you want more baby? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji starts licking the pot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: In a little bit T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel looks at you .. stew whiskers ! :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya thinks this is the best deer stew ever! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bundeer! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Delicious. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye after all the wars I suggest you be a cook. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Honest way of earning money. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: yep .. Aard chef channel needs this recipe ! 1 deer 2 bunnies some potatoes and onions and .. Herbs .. ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Yummm T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hell you might even open up your own restoraunt. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Aard needs more eateries T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I agree! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... since you guys put it that way... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel suggests the spare room at Ivars .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, what am i saying? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Open up a pub! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the last time i said something like this, i became a mage T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Want some more stew dear? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bundeer.. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: more deer, dear! (chuckles) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Yes please ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pours stew into kalaya's and tzadkiel's bowl T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: mmm, thank yiou T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits down next to his beautiful wife. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha i somehow feel like a mother looking at kids T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sneaks her bowl to her ft chann .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: devours her stew. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya beams a smile at Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: More? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: sorry, I'm so hungry T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pours more stew into Kalaya's bowl. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya blushes at her own rapacious appetite. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are just so adorable :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: gulps down her stew, trying not to look like a pig T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bundeer! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya beams a smile at Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Adorable... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Want more? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya flops down on the ground bloated. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: couldnt eat another bite T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya burps *blush* T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Better? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: giggles T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Bellyrub! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya rubs Irya's belly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya rubs Tzadkiel's belly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya rubs Greeneye's belly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: LOL T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya rubs Neji's belly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rubs Kalaya's belly softly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji growls. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: purrs happily T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your belly is the most important one. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, whhat? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: thanks for the delicious meal T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: lie back and feel the love Greeneye :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: youre welcome T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haha T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: happy kitteh sleepy kitteh purr purr purr ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks up at the red golden sky T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey, look! night fall is coming T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: begins to doze off in Irya's lap. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Beautiful. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i miss my hometown T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pets Kalaya gently. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where did you live again? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's just enjoy it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: far away... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel waves a sleepy paw at the sun going down .. but too tired to chase it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya wraps his tail around Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel spots a fluffy tail to snuggle T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sleep little baby. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts blanket on Tz and on Irya and Kalaya as well T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya removes the blanket and gives it to Greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No need...I am warm when I am around my wife. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine i dont need it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stuffs the blanket in his bag T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: licks a final morsel of stew off her whiskers as she snuggles into a furry tail and a blanket T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he sleeps next to Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gets Show and says "come on buddy, you are with me. Even saved you some stew!" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now, Neji, tell me about your homeland. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: shadow* T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel pats the spot next to her and invites Neji to snuggle up T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: I feel a haiku coming T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji goes to tzadkiel and get all comfy. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he looks at Kalaya in confusion. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: What you wanna know greeny? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is a haiku T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: 5 7 5 T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nevermind T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: reply its a poem, i am making a poem T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: ahem ... Sleeping quietly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps to a high branch of a tree in a single bound and relaxes there T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Afternoon of food and fun, T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji snuggles to tzadkiel. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Contentment fills me. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pats Kalaya on the head gently. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: the Kitteh is full ... new friends and a meal was nice ... tummy rub and sleep now T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye drops down suddenly and extingushes all the flames quickly T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Bravo Tzadkiel T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i... er... um T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is it? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cleaning up T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji knocks out greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no worries :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Settle down Neji ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: neji, dont shoot T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: .... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do you guys hear something? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nope, nothing T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can hear footsteps. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: come on! i just want to get some *beeping* sleep! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Kitteh farts are silent .. :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, lets keep this silent T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Something smells... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: I hear the wind. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji, you can sleep just dont imagine things T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji shoots a arrow in a direction. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: did anyone put the food away? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: close but dont do that again T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: my new ow can take an arrow up to 350kms away :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: bow* T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel blushes. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... the pot is empty T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: tz and shadow took the food... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel burps loudly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Nope ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am going to take a stroll and see if i can find any fruits and veg T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Dont' want any bears sneaking up for leftovers T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: OR smelly orcs T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: yeah orcs are the worst T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel patrols with Greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his eyepatch on his right eye, uncovering the green eye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: oooh eyepatch ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye also unsheaths his sword before the stroll, just in case... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel wears Greeneye's eyepatch and goes Aaargh like a pirate T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Tz, coming with me? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: sure ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: is dangerous out there .. you may need a Kitteh :P T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: greeneye.. stop bringing your war to us... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will take care of my wife just incase. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if my war comes here... Irya will be running. Trust me. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will be fighting. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: He'll be leading the charge T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a wife to protect...I'd die for her. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: n Ill be all pew pew ! kitteh lazers ! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: I'll do my best Xena impersonation Yiyiyiyi! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then who will take care of your wife? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i have nothing... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She can fly If nothing else T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya flaps T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: me neither. i will be running my head off T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And believe me... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I can take it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Neji is my tank .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya flexes and proclaims that warriors just plain rule! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, ill be heading off. come Tz T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Goodbye Greeneye, and Tzadkiel T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How are you baby? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: Until next we meet again! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: who you callin a baby! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I have enjoyed this :) Yes until next time T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are my baby :) T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya throws back her head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Till next time T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel slinks back into ft channel T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and carries Kalaya. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya wraps his tail around Kalaya and slowly walks away with Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya flies off into the distance T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away into the woods. After a long whistle, Shadow follows behind T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: hey! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: I'm coming hun T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I still need to borrow him! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Make sure you get more kills with that dog! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Okay! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya turns back around, and wraps Irya's tail around her T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks away with his beautiful wife in his arms. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Neji .. come back to ft chann .. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: meh.. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unwraps his hidden sword Iradei which radiates an aura of terror that petrifies your legs and makes you tremble at the sight. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye then removes the eyepatch on his right eye, revealing a toxic green eye underneath with a symbol of the Ancients marked on it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode smirks smugly, "Is it time yet?" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye faces an army that appeared out of nowhere and gets ready to fight T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode readies his dual battle-axes, eyes flashing angrily. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode charges forth, putting steel to steel, slashing at the army's many minions. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slashes in front of him as the sword creates a shockwave strong enough to knock the army over T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swings Iradei in a weird manner that creates bolts of energy flying this way and that vaporizing enemies T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slashes sideways stopping the energy bolts from reaching Mode T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode flashes a grin to Greeneye, "Easy, brother. That sword gets a hold of your mind..." T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye cuts the soldiers in half, as Iradei dissolves the heavy armour and the shields to their atomic level T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha no, its fine. Its not the sword. the sword is just enhancing my power and control T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill show you T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode watches Greeneye's display of prowess as he casually throws an axe into an advancing soldier's faceplate. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye grabs hold of one of the soldier's head as the helmet itself shifts its shape, crushing the skull inside T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait that was my physical strength. again T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode furrows his brow "Your skills are unmatched, but you must take caution, I've noticed you... changing..." T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye lowers his body and touched the ground with both hands. Then his right eye glowed strongly of radioactive green as the ground changed shape and formed dual diamond edged swords T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye coughes up some blood as he used too much Chaos T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: here, youll love these T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tosses the two diamond edged swords T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode expertly catches both by the hilt, twirling in each hand. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye puts the eyepatch back on to hide his green right eye and wraps Iradei with sealing cloth and straps it bqck on his back T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheathes his own diamond edged sword and readies for the next attack T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Mode! show me what youve got! I ran out of juice! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...i mean Chaos T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye parries attacks casually and slides underneath them as he pierces their thick armour to severe their tendons T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whistles a tune as Shadow pulls a trap that secludes the whole army T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode whirls in from the shadows. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode grunts "More are coming, over there!" He points. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whistles again signalling Shadow to finish them all T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode holds his ear to the ground, "What is this?" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode jumps to his feet, "Something big is coming, very very big!" T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye cuts through the armour of the soldiers as Shadow decapitates them T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what now? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode holds his breath, as he lifts his arm slowly to point at the large double doors "That, that's what..." T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mode executes a swift combat roll, out of the way of a giant demon lord's fel axe. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye whistles yet again but a different tone making Shadow to run towards him and past him as he grabs onto Shadow and mounts him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya lands from a portal gate. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ouch! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns around and sees the Demon Lord. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What in Yismir's beard?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly turns around and starts running towards Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what?! Irya?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: RUN YOU FOOL!!! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his spark bomb and throws it at the Demon Lord and continues running. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but... Mode is... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Take cover!!! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye halts Shadow and jumps to take cover T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the ground and closes his ears. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya can feel heavy vibrations and can see the shadow of the Demon Lord in the sparks. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly turns around and sees the Demon Lord holding it's burnt down hand. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his one-handed crossbow and keeps shooting the Demon Lord. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE!!! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye peeks at the devastation from behind Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps shooting The Lord. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out more of his grenades and keeps throwing them at the Lord. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE!!! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dodges a swing from The Lord and runs off hiding under a devastated tree. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow and back at Irya as he has no long ranged weapons except for some stones lying next to him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow from the cover and whistles at him. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, you can do eeeeeeet! Kill that demom thing! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shhhhh! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly moves closer but still in cover. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye covers his mouth T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peeks outside the tree and sees the lord searching for him. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow slowly walking up to him T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sticks right next to Shadow and follows him to Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep very,very...quiet. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly loads his flintlock pistol. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pats Shadow on the head after he enters cover. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the pistol with curiosity T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Take this weapon. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is that? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aim for the head and fire it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a flintlock...got it from pirates. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I loaded it with explosive rounds. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves the pistol but has no idea what is front and what is back T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I want you to aim and shoot...Shadow will finish the beast off while it is on it's knees. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: fire? where? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See that hole?...The exiting point...That trigger fires. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shoot? how? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The trigger...Just aim and shoot. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My arm is hurt. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... my first time seeing you like this T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya snaps his fingers and Shadow turns into a 3 headed hell hound. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am damned injured...Can't do nothing. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you can do that?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Only me. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Shadow what more can you do? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And he needed my blood for that. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... makes sense T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: except for the last part T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which he is currently drinking the pool on the ground. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the ground T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you really need help T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws his backpack infront of you. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye swiftly mixes a poultice to stop the bleeding and hands it to Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill make the rest after this T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Quickly...I need Ormensteins's mutagen. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: it is a Injection. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye confused T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: get the Injection from my backpack. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The syringe. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye searches through the bag and takes out a syringe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya breathes heavily. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: this one ? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...Apply it on my neck. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye injects Irya with the contents of the syringe T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The blood-stream on my neck. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts breathing easily. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yea, yea, i know how to apply stuff T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Much better. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya now aim that gun and shoot. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, Shadow, get ready T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow ready to jump. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his last bolt on his crossbow and readies it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye steadies the pistol and fires it right in between the eyes of the demon T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shoots the Lord while Shadow jumps on it's head and keeps biting it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up picking up a axe from a fallen human and slowly walking towards The Demon Lord. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, i need Chaos T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws the axe at The Lord T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out Iradei and sticks it in the leg of the demon. Iradei glows red for a bit then frost starts forming from the wound of the demon until it covers it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches the leg smashing it in pieces. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow ripping the Demon's face off while it falls. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stays in place while the demon falls infront of him. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Give me that flintlock. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, that should do T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye passes the pistol to Irya T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: funny weapon i say T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya loads the pistol and shoots at the demon again. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: just to be sure T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: also very noisy T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks away. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was one hell of a fight. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i agree T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait a moment T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes some herbs out of his pockets and applies it on Iryas wounds and heals him back to full condition T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thanks. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you the Flintlock Pistol. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives him a bottle of swirling green substance T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks but i wont need it T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks the substance and smashed the bottle. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I need to get all my gear back now. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lost a lot of grenades. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye holesters the gun in the bafk of his belt T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And amunition. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is sad that my old dwarf friend died. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: do you really need them? you are a wolfen T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Luckily his son is in business. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: who?! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: remember the guy that gave you the silver sword? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He passed away 3 months ago. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, how do you know this? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His son is running the business now...Grimrack I think was his name. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: he talked about you T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, did he? Good to hear T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: except for his father T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyhow...Off to Grimrack. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cheerz T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can get these guns from him...hehe. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You need Shadow? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... i dont really use this T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if you want him back then you may T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: keep him for a little while...the less he bothers my wife about babies the better. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles at Shadow as he says 'What?' T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Get used to It Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i need to get a companion of my own someday T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs at Shadow as he says Í swear 'I will kill you while you sleep' T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye...Get one. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm isnt it a bit scary if Shadow says something like that? T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: no It is perfectly harmless T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that part doesnt make sense T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He didn't mean it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the three headed hell hound of death and considers the word "harmless" again T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya yawns as Shadow says 'I mean every single word of it' T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now, its more freakier T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: looks at his pocket watch while Shadow says 'Lucky you I cannot kill you...or I die aswell...But as soon as I get rid of this curse I will kill you' T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: good luck with that boy. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... i think it is a threat... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He does that all the time...A guy gets used to it. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im scared... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just don't sleep with your butt turned to him and you will be fine. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill take that advice to my heart T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls you closer and talks quietly. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He wasn't always like this. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then, what happened T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When my first child was coming he was very happy...When she died... T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His warm feelings died aswell. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: HE has a soft spot for those kinda things. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hope that it will return after "this" one T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hope so too. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks scared as Shadow says 'I hope this one doesn't die' T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me too boy T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I am off/ T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up the portal. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cheerz T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bye! T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps and disappears. T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: bye T3/r7/2014-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens a portal as well and enters it with Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye kicks the door open and shouts, ' T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: shouting a ' ? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: everyone put your hand up and say hi! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger raises his hand. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: hi! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: srry that was a mistake T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just seeing how many people has their rp on T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: just you and me, sonny T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haaah... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger disappears! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye kicks open the door and shouts, 'everyone here say hi!' T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, hello, the sign actually says "push"... not "kick"... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But it's close enough T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, sorry worng door T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye fixes the door back to its hinges T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Which of the pubs doors were you intending to kick in? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, long time no see Dyvina T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Pub's T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Indeed T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not a pub. a house. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Okay... that's next door T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but it doesnt matter not T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean... now... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well you're here T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but it doesnt matter now T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Lawrence learned how to make cereal T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And... and we have rum now. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, let me try that T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: both T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Rum cereal? That actually might not be a bad idea. Hey Lawrence, get Greeneye some rum... and cereal. Seperately... I think T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands Dyvina some coins T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: dont forget the milk! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ... or is that how you make a cereal? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Milk? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Milk goes in cereal? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Huh, I thought it tasted a bit odd. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, last time i ate it it did T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina accepts the coins. "Lawrence, milk goes in cereal!" T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if my memory doewnt betray me T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It might, Lawrence just... he likes to try his own recipes. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... i hope its nothing toxic for humans T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or else ill have to adjust my organs to it T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh, oh... no, of course not T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I wouldn't poison a human T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, not you at least T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It was made with something close to... well, I suppose you could call it a gravy of sorts T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: uh, what? sorts? Edible sorts? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches as Lawrence places a proper bowl of cereal, made with milk, in front of both of you. Rum shortly follows in tumbler glasses. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, of course - you'll have to excuse the milk's taste, Lawrence is allergic to cow's milk, so he uses goat's milk. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The gravy's always edible... For most creatures. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits down in front of the cereal and casually pours rum into the cereal T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, this might taste good T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It can, definitely T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I have, many a time, indulged in rum and milk. It's good for if you can't sleep. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Although, I'm none too sure about what it'll taste like in a soggy cereal affair. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: rum's good and cereal's good. mixing both will result better T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina crosses her arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: I prefer milk with whiskey..... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm.... now that you say it... it good with most alcohols T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: whiskey doesn't curdle the milk... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oi, around here we like our milk a bit curdled. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: curdle your milk, I like it smooth and creamy. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stuffs his mouth with the mixture from the bowl T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Meno, would you like some rum 'n cereal? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: I'll just wait for the slop... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hmm, I think Lawrence was whipping up a batch a while ago, I'll ask him when he gets back. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just give her some T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Anyone seen the wolf anywhere? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And not the Meno-wolf, the other one T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin *MURRS* like a wolfen. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tosses a small bag of coins to Dyvina T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin laughs merrily. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, thank you, Greeneye. We'll buy more cereal! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... THE wolf? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A round of slop on the house! For all three of us T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And of course, half-dead Bob in the corner T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The Witcher-Wolf T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi Bob! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greets the skeleton in the corner T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He's a skeleton? Geez, I need glasses T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: NEW glasses :P T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina looks at Menolin to see if she gets the joke... And she did. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he's been long since dead T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina prances off to the kitchen and brings back three huge servings of Lawrence's famous slop, placing one in front of each of you, not including Bob then... he'll just leave it to rot as always. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin looks up innocently. . . As though she was there a moment ago... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rubs hos hands together ready to eat T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Motivated Menolin. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Were you in my kitchen? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, its been long since i last had a taste of this T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yes, well, it was tough to maintain slop supplies when the Witcher burned down the entire pub. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But the past is the past and whatnot... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: How goes your adventuring, fellow slop-lovers? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya burned this pub down? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: for what reason? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: It goes well... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my adventure is now entering a wa T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He never elaborated. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a warzone T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A wa? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Ah, do tell, we'll listen to both your stories, Lawrence and I. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Menolin, this is, i think, the second time i saw you. please introduce yourself for me T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: She's the nice wolf who lives under the stairs T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Where, I think, the bathroom teleported to last... It hasn't been seen since. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im not going in there again T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You know, the stairs on the third floor. The ones that go nowhere. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: Good, you'll filthy the place.. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh come on, Greeneye, there's only been one foot in the urinal... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And that weird ear in the sink... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Menolin, you live underneath the stairs? sounds comfy T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But it wasn't THAT bad. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yea and dont forget the rotting corpse in the cubicle T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh come on, the foot had to come from SOMEWHERE T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You should've known there would've been a corpse in the cubicle T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...true... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Plus, I told you not to go in there... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: I'm not telling where the limbs came from. That has little to do with you! :P T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...i should have seen it coming T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And anyway... he made a good sauce T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin crosses her arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, did he? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Meno... how on earth do you hide an entire bathroom under those stairs? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, he did... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Too bad the sauce got damaged in the fire. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you can move bathrooms?! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks surprized T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Only the one bathroom teleports T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: When the building teleports, so does that one bathroom T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But somehow, Menolin's been hiding it in her room. For a while now. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yea i know that but how you control where it teleports? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I never know where it'll go T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: It's like kinder surprise building version. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Menolin, what do you know that we dont know? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I'd like to know that too T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers intently at Motivated Menolin. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye finishes the last of the slop T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Hmm, full up, human? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, thanks for the food T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No problem! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: Sorry, got side tracked... Being thieves I needn't explain the arts of shadow deception... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Side-tracked by the bathroom, no doubt! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, what happened? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: who's dirty panties are these for? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina blinks innocently at Skullcrusher. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ingredient? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er, welcome to the pub? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: And what is that smell? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's probably half-dead Bob. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the slop? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Although... he's probably just dead Bob now. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, yeah... i got used to it T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The slop doesn't smell that terrible, does it? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Bob, wear some deodrant! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it could, to new victims T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Somebody get a shovel. I'll get the corpse T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Victims? don't you mean... clients? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Oh no, Bob's my best regular T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can't bury him! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: He looks dead to me. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, sorry, meant clients T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He is dead... But technically, so am I. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, Bob is an all time favorite in this pub T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That's not a good enough reason to throw him out. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: that's because he is dead T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Greeneye person again... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: There's a pub in Aylor without dead people, I think. If you don't count vampires. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he got the VIP best regular who won two consecutive "longest client" award T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Poke's Bob in the chest with a stick. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: he is more likely a mascott now... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: He did, he even has a certificate on the wall T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: I thought he was an overworked employee! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: The pub only has two employees if you don't count the orc who does the cleaning upstairs... Lawrence and I. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i even dont know how he got here... im sure ue has a history of his own T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: No one knows where Bob comes from, but he survived the fire - well, sort of - and he's been sitting at that same table ever since I can remember. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: They had three..but Dyvina was a slave driver and his heart couldn't handle it anymore T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I am not a slave driver... If I was, don't you think the place would be a little cleaner? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, so it wasnt the slop which did this? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I mean... there's a family of rats who literally have a nest under table four. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't know what killed him. Might've been the bathroom. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: The slop taste's good to me.... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know this place pretty well, Dyvina T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: really???i wondered where that meaty taste came from in my sludge T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I own this place, Greeneye, I should :P The rats pay the rent, same as everyone, though. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, thats human meat T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not always... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the rats do?! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: This time, yeah... it might be a little human... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Yeah bob seems to be missing his toes..... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: But once we had dragon... and even sprite... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: i don't pay rent..does that mean the rats stay for free as well? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course the rats pay rent.... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Er... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: maybe. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: How the hell do I make money if none of you pay rent again? o.O T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you havent checked lately, have you? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: oh wait, yeah, I don't pay Lawrence... or the orc upstairs. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: And sometimes people pay for food - I know Bob used to, somehow. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: overcharging on the food? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i pay rent regularly T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Yeah, but Greeneye, you live in one of the nice rooms. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i dont know... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Not under the stairs that go nowhere or under table four T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher emote Walks up the stairs. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't overcharge... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I don't know how to overcharge on Bob's toes T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, where do you get your ingredients again? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: then why am i always running out of money when i come here? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Mostly the teleporting bathroom T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Nightbird, we're all thieves here. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: People steal here, I just do it by offering slop for money, and Menolin stole the bathroom. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry that was me... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye once stole a fork. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Falls down the stairs. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: watch out, the stairs are slippery. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tosses a bag of coins and gems to Nightbird T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Did you see that? That rat triped me T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: damn Menolin...did you die in the bathroom?smells like rotting corpses T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, im still using that fork. sorry by the way T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Well, Jerry's just a prankster, Skull. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: he trips everyone. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the rat has a name?! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Stomps Jerry the rat. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Of course, the name on his renting agreement is Jerry. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is now out of his mind... or so he thinks T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack starts hammering away at some sort of iron. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: I'll cover his half the rent T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina watches Jerry pop back up and skurry under table four. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Golden rule of the pub: No violence. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nod self T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Whoops T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina nods quietly to herself. What a wacko. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Ummm... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Kicks over table four. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, dont mess with that rule... its absolute T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack takes out his flintlock and aims at Skullcrusher. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Snaps his fingers. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Hey...Mate. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: You can by all means go kick rats outside, but not in here. In front of the door? Go nuts. In the pub? No. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa, whoa calm down all of you T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: If the lady says no rulebreaking...Then don't do it. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina is agreeing with that Grimrack person again... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you, Mister, free slop for you. And rum, and mead. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Now why don't you stop or I will put a spark bullet in you? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Mutters to himself. Damn rule's.... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Just... go shoot him outside if that's what you plan to do :P T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Now say you are sorry. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina points at the old plaque on the wall. "N V o n e" it says. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Fine... Sorry........ T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it may end up bad for all of us... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack holsters his flintlock. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That used to say no violence but we haven't shined it in a while... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Pets Jerry the rat. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina smiles happily. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: good, we're all in agreement once again! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack sits down. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Give me some rum. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: More food! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Grimrack an entire tumbler of rum. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: My father died...Atleast I can drink In his memory. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That doesn't sound cheery. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack takes the tumbler and drinks it. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Sorry, friend. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Ah It has to happen sometime? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I suppose. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Tobacco for anyone? Lawrence figured out how to roll cigarettes. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Aye. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands out a cigarette to everyone who wants one. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: A dwarf needs his smoke. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack smokes the Tobacco. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: A dwarf indeed! Been a while since we've had dwarves in here. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Aye. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: In fact, not since that one dwarf got stuck on his way to the fourth floor. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Clap's his small hands together in approval of Lawrence's rolling skills. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina beams a smile at Skullcrusher. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i got money... gems... so the drink's on me! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Barkeep I'll have your most expensive drink please!!! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack leaves two flintlock pistols on the counter and keeps smoking. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: I think... Greeneye, that you're probably the only reason I haven't gone broke yet. Let's drink to that! T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hands Dyvina a pouch of rare gems T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you know that is maybe the reason T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack throws a pouch full of gold at Dyvina. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts the gems in a raggedy pocket before getting behind the bar to get everyone a drink. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Thank you, Grimrack :) T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack keeps smoking and drinking as he is looking at his flintlock pistols. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Most expensive drink? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: More rum and Tobacco. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye opens a portal and enters it T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: That'll be... This weird stuff we found in the Northern Woods. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina hands Grimrack another tumbler of rum and three cigarettes. She hesitantly throws a glass of alcohol so strong it makes her eyes water and hands it to Skullcrusher. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack keeps drinking. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Greeneye didn't take his daggers... Odd T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: This is for you papa. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack drinks the whole entire tumbler. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack lights up his Tobacco and keeps smoking. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye returns from the portal holding a sword of diamond with gold decorations T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina: Right, boys, it is nearing daylight which means I can't stay up much longer - what with vampires burning in the sun and all... it hurts a bit... So, I urge you to use and abuse the pub's facilities and Lawrence, as always, as long as everyone obeys the Golden Rule. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina puts on a cape and disappears into the pub's basement. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack shoots Lawrence with his Flintlock. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: here Grimrack, i found this during the war and i think this should go to your father's memory T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: As I suspected...He is immortal. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives the diamond sword to Grimrack T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack looks at Greeneye in confusion. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina . o O ( Also, Lawrence can't die. He respawns :P Good thing to know, right. ) T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: This is possibly the least practival sword. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: This is possibly the least practical sword. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: A sword is good as a weapon not as decoration. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is. i killed him before he unsheathed it T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack yawns. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Weird weapon. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: I will remove it's parts and make a better one. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i should be heading off to the warfield. see you all later T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: You look interesting... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Wave's bye to Greeneye T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: Mind If I interest you in a weapon? T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the portal again before the portal closes behind him T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: He is long gone then. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher Shake's his head. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack: So... T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Grimrack takes his flintlocks and takes 5 more ciggars and slowly walk away. T3/r7/2014-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skullcrusher: Anyone feel like taking care of some baby moma drama from me? T3/r7/2014-10-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela sniffs the air arounds him T3/r7/2014-10-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger sniffs your armpit. T3/r7/2014-10-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger pukes. T3/r7/2014-10-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin yawns. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hahaha! that was some fun! T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye patted Shadow beside him as they walked through a town T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sees that bandits came after him. hoping to earn something T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Shadow, looks like we have to dust them off before things get messier. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blended in the crowd as Shadow joined him in the hunt T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye snaked between people and casually stole the bandit's swords. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye turned back and decided to return these back to them by sliding it through the cracks of their armours, stabbing through their hearts skillfully T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, that wasn't that bad, was it? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walked through the town casually as screams and shouts were heard from behind. Shadow looked up to his temporary master and sighed. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what was that for? They totally asked for it. Didn't they? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye asked the hound as it shook its head T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sighed as well T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: when this war ends. I will think of another job. i want to take a rest from killing T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappeared into the crowd with Shadow following behind him T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands by a tree waiting for someone with Shadow sitting next to him T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haa... he's not gonna show up, is he? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...will he? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel sits in a corner casually grooming herself T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow as it grumbles and lies down T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Tz T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: That's a familiar kitten T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: cocks her head to the side at the statement .. and winks T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... Tz, long time no see! T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs up to her and Shadow follows a bit later T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel waves a tiny paw T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how are you? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scratches Tz behind the ears T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: snuggle up , am feeling sleep/Dreamy .. and soft T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the usual for a kitten, eh? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: no story today .. just warm fur and purring T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no need. Im just waiting for someone T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: .. the usual for this Kitteh .. lol is unusual .. but for today . just a purring ball of furr .. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you're just making me have this urge of adopting a kitten T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I would love a purring ball of fur around me T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow as it sighs T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel reminds that this Kitteh is married T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, not you. a pet. a companion of my own T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: a Familiar .. Interesting . T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know you are married. you told me about a wolfie and a kitteh T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, is that wolf a vegetarian or does he have interest in cats? T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it is rare to see a kitten and a wolf together T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel once a Wolfie played the street a serenade , laying everone low with the lovesong that she made stepped out of the streetlight and said "You n me babe , how about it ? " T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how nice... T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: not really but if ur a romantic .. love this song T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye noticed a man sweating all over from anxiousness came to him and delivered a parcel wrapped tightly and disappeared into the crowd T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, it seems i have a job to take care of. see you next time T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: cya and thanks for keeping the chann live ! T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shook the parcel near his ear to figure out what's inside as he disappeared into the crowd T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel resumes grooming herself .. T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( that is what i am doing and still continue to do ) T3/r7/2014-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel raises a tiny paw (horns up) and nods T3/r7/2014-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... really T3/r7/2014-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sloths on the tree like a... sloth T3/r7/2014-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks down at Shadow as it lies right next to the tree T3/r7/2014-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sooo tired... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs across the field as fast as he can. Shadow already ahead of him T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey, that's cheating! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked at Shadow who wore an expression which says, 'there is no such competition in running away from a giant rabbit' T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: don't forget 'man eating' if you are talkimg about the one behind us T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked behind him as a giant rabbit jumped after its meal T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry for cooking your children! but its very hard to belive that its your children when you look like THAT! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pleaded to the rabbit as Shadow rolled its eyes T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: of course they made a fine stew... wait... thats a misunderstanding T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye communicated with the rabbit until Shadow bit him and threw him off the cliff and jumped after its temporary master T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Well done! just as i planned! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye took out a portal crystal as Shadow rolled its eye yet again T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye they both entered the portal and arrived in the center of unknown town T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oww... wha? whats this? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked around for any recognizeable features T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: seriously? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye examined his black crystal T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is this broken? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a man out in the streets. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin lets out a gut-wrenching belch, withering several nearby plants and trees! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shakes the crystal and listens to it for a while T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps punching the man and throwing him down on the ground infront of you. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? this had limited uses?! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his pistol and aims at the beaten up man. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pockets the crystal as Shadow runs up to its owner T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin rushes to defend the man.. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you are gonna harass and stalk girls you are gonna have to go through me first. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Wait, Shadow! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? Irya? Menolin? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pushes Menolin away and keeps hitting the man with his gun. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why are you guys fighting? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly moves away from the man. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mate...What the hell are you doing in Ivnjar? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: peer irya T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Iv.... what?! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: you are in the middle of Ivnjar. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is that? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ive never heard of such place T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And This guy over here was trying to harass a single mother. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, i have to tell you something important. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is because It is a woodcutting town and as far as I am aware you don't need wood. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin slaps Irya with her dueling glove, challenging him to a duel. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out the portal crystal and shows it to Irya T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin says "Bah!" as she looks at Irya with scorn and condescension. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: This crystal has limited uses. be careful T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What am I supposed to do with it? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, Menolin? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I think she was talking about me... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i mean, i gave you one as well remember? that one will be the same as this T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...I don't need another crystal...I already have one. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya waves at Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How is he doing? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, your crystal will also have limited uses so becareful T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Shadow as its pounces to its real master T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: fine, i suppose? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smacks Shadow across the head. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: FOCUS! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, Menolin, why were you protecting that man? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he says 'Damn me and my doggy feelings...' T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: If a man is not of honor let him be put to justice not to fist. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the man slowly crawling away. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by justic T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by justice ? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims the gun at the man... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you move I will shoot! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks suprised as the man keeps crawling. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Last Warning! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow in confusion as the man still keeps crawling. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks up to the man and puts a bullet in his head. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, forget the man. you can keep your death hound T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, while he was alive T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his flintlock back in his holster and walks back to Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: I call Irya out as a murderer and an outlaw! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Justice doesn't exist T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: either way, keep Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Shadow seems to become weaker every second next to me T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a murderer not sure how much of an outlaw I am T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: That death was not warranted by a questor! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his knife and cuts himself spilling the blood on Shadow's symbols. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Meno! shhhh! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I work for kings and princes not questors! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs up to Menolin and stuffs a pouch of gold in her pocket T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as his eyes turn brown. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: You CAN pay me a "spot fine", however, of about 2,500 quest points. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also work for mercs and armies. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his gun and Shoots Menolin in the head. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: quest points? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: how about a bullet in your head? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks confused T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin snickers softly. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just wasted 2,500 gold on her. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin slaps Irya with her dueling glove, challenging him to a duel. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin laughs merrily. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Irya, no shooting in the head for you! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do You know how much one bullet costs? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Motivated Menolin: Too much for you? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No just and average amount for me T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait guys! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I don't like wasting money...Pistols ain't cheap. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Meno T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ladies as well T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Meno,same as Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: we dont want more fighting now... do we? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops to look at a Brothel as a woman comes infront of him...falling to her knees in shock. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya checks the woman's vital signs. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dead. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his gun and slowly walks towards the Brothel. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye...Might come on and help? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Irya T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and Shadow jumps on the roof. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is something going on in there. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( what is a Brothel? ) T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Place where you buy installments ) T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( If you know what I mean...hehe. ) T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around in caution T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( A place for prostitutes. ) T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( yeah i got it ) T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya checks the door but it seems to be locked. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Meno, you coming as well? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya searches around his belt and grabs his ripper. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She can stay. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts the ripper in the lock and starts twisting and pulling. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? the more the merrier, T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She could shoot me the moment i turned around. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Got it...Now We both kick the door. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheaths a dagger T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you his silver dagger. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Take this...A lot better for monsters. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? they arent human? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives the silver dagger back T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i have my own T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Something bit that woman...there must be a monster amongst these women. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...kick...In... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out another dagger, this time silver T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 3 T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 2 T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 1 T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the door T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims his gun and looks around at the hung corpses of women. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye kicks the door but falls to the floor right after T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My My T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you kick too hard! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and dusts himself T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya observes one of the corpses being stabbed through a wooden stake and hung brutally. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: vampires? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These women aren't umpires T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh No! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can you smell that awful stench? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yuck! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths the steel dagger and readies the silver one T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm im back from a war filled with stench of rotting corpses T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the celling and a monster with human organs turned inside out and with wood like spider legs on it's back jumping on him. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DAMMIT!!! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps punching the hideous beast. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears immediately T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: WHAT ABOUT ME?! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It jumped on me!!! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye reappears behind the monster's back stabbing it over and over T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely holds it's hideous face. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: SILVER WON'T WORK!!! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: die! die! die! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont care! this is all i have at the moment! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya holds his amulet and whistles. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks up the roof as something smashes through it and grabs the monster and throws it. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye flies with the monster as he is still on its back stabbing it continously T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at a Muscled up 3 headed monster infront of him. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: diiiiieeee! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good to see you walking with 2 legs Shadow. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smiles evily as Shadow grabs the monster and continuoulsy punches it and bites it. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up from the rubble and walks away from the fight T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: that took him long enough T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and looks through his backpack. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: LEave Shadow to do it's work T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also don't be suprised you seem him walking on two feet with big arms and 3 heads T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths the blood soaked dagger and readies a diamond edged sword T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, just as a precaution T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One major flaw with SHadow's third form is that he can't recognize you T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He WILL Kill you If you interfere. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps looking at SHa T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps looking at Shadow as he keeps punching and bitting the monster...tearing the building apart. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands by T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I suggest we leave... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, what is that thing? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or the building is gonna come down on us... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Skretcher. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That things grows in the woman's...well...body and when it comes full age it turns the victim inside out and turns into that thing. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i've been into many buildings while they were collapsing during the war. i wouldnt be surprized T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: stretcher? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Skretcher T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ooh... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, im out T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a STD as you humans call it T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks out T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: more like a STM to me T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs off pinning you to the ground and looking back at the ruined building. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was close. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is he dead? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hm? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow I mean... T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks as Shadow jumps from the rumble and stands infront of me. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...He is fine. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the army of Guards running towards his direction. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where is this place? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the guards T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what is that? T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: They are after me T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up his portal and leaves. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles as Shadow drops down with him. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait! Iryaaaa! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the army T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just when i need Shadow T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the army again and back at his diamond edged sword T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheathed the sword hoping that they wouldnt attack him T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye watched them as they stopped and looked at a nearby wanted poster resembling himself as a master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... shooooot!! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheathed the diamond edged sword again as they started chasing him T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, lets do this faster T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sheaths the sword and throws it to the side before unwrapping the hidden sword on his back, Iradei. As the sword is revealed, your senses are numbed and terror fills the atmosphere. You are petrified. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes the eyepatch and reveals the poison green right eye marked with the symbol of the Ancients. T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye steps forward as they stepped back with fear T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i can see... everything! T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye moved his eye, scanning through them T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slashed in front of them. blowing them backwards at immense force, breaking their backs and tearing their back muscles as well T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye coughs up blood as he uses Chaotic arts T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wraps Iradei with sealing cloth retuning the atmosphere to normal T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wears the eyepatch, hiding his green eye T3/r7/2014-10-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye retrieves his sword and sheathed it T3/r7/2014-10-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Then the way we were gonna roleplay the baby. T3/r7/2014-10-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye falls down from the sky slamming on the ground hard T3/r7/2014-10-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oww... i think i broke a few ribs T3/r7/2014-10-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slowly stands up as a kitten falls from the sky and lands softly on the ground T3/r7/2014-10-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...that... skill... i want it... T3/r7/2014-10-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picks up the kitten and sets it on his shoulder before walking again T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye falls down from the sky and smashes on the ground T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oww... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan raises an eyebrow at Greeneye's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye slowly stands up as a kitten falls from the sky and lands softly next to him T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan raises an eyebrow at a kitten's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan pats a kitten on his head. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan peers intently at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dusts himself as the kitten purrs at Lachdanan T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye lifts the kitten and places her on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... nice to meet you T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: People and cats usually don't just fall from the sky. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Are you OK? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... it seems i do... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, im not ok. but ill be fine T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... im Greeneye, or thats what everyone calls me. who are you? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Interesting. Will you be falling into the sky later? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I want to be prepared for it. You rather startled me falling down. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i highly doubt that. this will be my last time using this portal crystal T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye throws a black crystal on the ground T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I'm Lachdanan, the cursed knight. Well, I think I am... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cursed? how so? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: I can't remember. Might be part of the curse... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... i see... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Have you seen a man? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im Greeneye, the master assassin T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan bows before Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a man? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye bows deeply. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Yes, a man. He is old. I can't remember any more about him, I'm afraid. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: But he's important, or... was important... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan looks thoroughly confused. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... i fell just a minute ago, so i dont think the man i saw is the man you think T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Probably not, but perhaps he saw the old man. Which way is he from here? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scratches his head as thr kitten claws at his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where am i? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: uhh... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: You might find this hard to believe, but I don't quite remember how I got here, and you're the first person I've met. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: as you have seen, this crystal... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye kicks the black crystal far away T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is broken and now i am lost because of it T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Did you see any settlements while you were up... there? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i was hanging onto my dear life and counting the altitude T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: Hmm. Do you need a new crystal? I saw some in the caves to the east, but I try to steer clear of magic. I think I had a bad time with it in the past. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked at the kitten at his shoulder and asked, 'Ruru, have you seen it?' T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, that crystal was from a warlock. pretty rare i hear. but anyways now broken T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scratches the kitten behind the ears as it continues to claw at his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around and spots tracks T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, why not try walking in this direction? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan gazes off into the distance. "As good a way as any". T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: unless it leads to death T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: There are worse things than death. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dropped the kitten so that she can pad around herself T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan pulls back his sleeve, examining the scintillating scar on his forearm. The tangle of burned flesh around it suggests that the spell is still active, slowly consuming his flesh. He quickly pulls the sleeve back over it. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: It'll be dark soon. We should move. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yea T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows the kitten as she pads westwards T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan considers the kitten, obviously the smarter of his new companions, before following her. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its alright, i taught her how to hunt T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Ruru as she dashes after a butterfly T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i might have taught her wrong... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan removes a bow from his back, cocks an arrow and looses it all in swift motion. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye searched around until he spotted a hint of civilization far in the distance T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan without warning, a dead roc falls from the sky and flattens the butterfly. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at lachdanan as Ruru claws and hisses at the dead roc T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: We can eat on the move. Slice off whatever you can carry. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you got good eyes T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan pats a cute, playful kitten on her head. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye heaved the whole roc on his back and walked towards the town as Ruru jumped around trying to catch another butterfly T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye lifts Ruru and places her on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry but i think i forgot something T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i hope to see you again sometime T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( really sorry for the sudden ending ) T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan waves goodbye to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye concentrates and disappears from sight T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks through the town casually with his kitten tailing behind him T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye turns around and spots his kitten T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picks her up and puts her on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the street with two dogs T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely catches Shadow and the second dog as they start barking. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh? Irya, goot to meet you T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell is that on your shoudler? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell is that on your shoulder? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye greets Irya as the kitten claws at her master's shoulder ignoring the dogs T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... a kitten? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell are you doing with a Kitten mate? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i found her to be quite talented T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wait...She...Is your companion? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually i found her on the side of the street T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, she is now T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya and Shadow burst into laughter. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh my lord...Shaka did you catch that? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya nudges Shaka. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? Shadow? you too? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stops laughing after Shaka says 'That small little beast can be quite nasty...Believe me...That is from experience. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: really? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he says 'She is so tiny!' T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh he is a old warhound he says a lot of stuff like that T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she barely thinks of helping me when fighting T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya laughs as Shaka says 'Maybe the little 'lass is too small to fight?' T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by the way, i taught her how to hunt. But i think she is misusing it T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is her name? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, maybe she is too small to fight T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ruru T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ruru..This is Shadow and Shaka...Shadow and Shaka this is Ruru. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think its not that bad compared to my horrible naming skills T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shaka as he says 'the honour is mine.' and then Shadow 'She is lucky If I don't eat her' T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Ruru as she continues to claw at her master's hair ignoring her surrounding T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she cant speak, she is a normal kitten T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow, be nice T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why don't you look up to a dog like Shaka? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the kitten as Shadow says 'Old and Boring?' T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, Irya, i should be going. i have work to do T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck I am taking both of my dogs out on a hunt. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Need to exercise their butt T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i also have to train Ruru how to hold a throwing knife at least T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you want...I can teach her. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: cheers T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, its fine. im her master and im teaching someone for once T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes out a bone whistle and blows it making both Shadow and Shaka run for the gates. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, see ya later T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on you two!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: good luck mate T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away and before they disappear you see Ruru waving goodbye T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxir: check T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: sup T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: het T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: hey T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: Hello? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: sup T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: Can anyone hear me? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: i can hear you T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi: I hear you. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: and who might you two be? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: you really gonna ask that? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: I Am Adarklus! Who are you? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: I am Oreo T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: why do you assume that this kind gentleman know who you are? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: im alberto!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: Nice to meet you alberto T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: Pleasure to meet you two T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: I hope all is well T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: thanks T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: yes it is T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: So what brings you to this city? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi: I'm Inuboshi. l T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi: Oops. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: sup T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: hello inuboshi T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi nods.l T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus searches if there are others in the vicinity T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: sup peeps T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: Sup? What do that word mean? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: I know of no sup here T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: its ghetto for hey T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: ghetto? i have never heard such language spoken in these regions T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: well im bringing it here T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: and im mexican T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: Excuse me? what is a mexican? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: apparently this man is dillusional T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: OMG!!! YOU GUYS ARE SO OUTDATED!!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: apparently so, we should get him to the warlocks T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi twitches his ears, not sure what to make of this conversation or the strange word "sup." T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: lmfao!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus is as confused as Inuboshi T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: oh, he is inviting us to sup with him, like supper! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: ah i see now T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: LMFAO!!!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus doesn't know how to react, he motions that we take the strange man to the gallows! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: HOW DARE YOU!!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: What shall we be dining on stranger? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: reality has collapsed on itself T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: hold on a sec guys T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus has never been more confused T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: a sec? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: he must be casting a spell!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: im back T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus readys bow T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kalaya: where is the sec? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: and i cant cast spells T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: noobs T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: this is dark magic you a reckoning with T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: be weary of his actions men, and stand back all women and children T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: ready dagger T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus took a arrow and stretched is bow back, preparing to fire when neccessary T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: if i wanted, i couldve PK both of you T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus is puzzled by this foreigners language T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish does a sensual dance for all the cookie lovers of the lan T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: jumps on the roof T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MrSilly Anaristos: pray thee, fiddle! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: quiet you fool T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MrSilly Anaristos: Aroint, thee! Lest I do away with thy head! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: None shall silence our ruler T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: hmp T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MrSilly Anaristos: Avast thee! Hereon I rule this land. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: you well not T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MrSilly Anaristos: nuke Albertog T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MrSilly Anaristos: mis! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: die!!! T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: just playing T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: #For years this battle waged on until there was but one man remaining amongst the rubble and broken men, Albertog had been slain... T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: enough of the childsplay T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: it has not died T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: they don't know that, shhhh T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus scans the scene T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: What do you see? T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) UnderWoof: Underwoof paces and sorts through his bag. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: Nakfah, awoke only to realize what he experienced was merely a dream T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus sees a child a dog and a man T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi looks up, tail wagging. T3/r7/2014-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Inuboshi: Oh, you didn't mean me. T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus yells, "are there others nearby?" T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: I'm here T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Diarhei puts on his robe and wizard hat. T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish slips into his chainmail and steel plate armor, before sliding his head into his jewel encrusted battle helm T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus watches in amusement T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: fancy helm. T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: go hard or go home T3/r7/2014-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Adarklus: who speak like that? T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ruru!! T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around as a fluffy little kitten waddles towards him T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picks up the kitten and puts her on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around once more before he picks the lock on the door beside him and enters it T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: Oh my god.. T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: it can't be true T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: an oreo of this proportion is uncanny T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: it has it's own damn orbit T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: what do we do doc? T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: doc? T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: nooo our last hope has fallen ill T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: and he's the only doctor left so he will die T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: I guess this oreo just became my number one problem T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: it's time to take this cookie to a place I like to call..chow town T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: #que dramatic over the top music T3/r7/2014-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OreoFetish: #cut to our new found hero with a glass of milk next to the oreo T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Medicated Menolin pads in from the East, pausing briefly to check the sun for an indication of the time, then padding off to the West. T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around for a bit before breaking into a house T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye silently scans the room T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: anybody home? T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye closes the door behind him and starts searching though stuff as a kitten jumps down from his shoulder and waddles around T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ruru, dont chase your tail! youre not a dog! T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: rather help me find that thing! T3/r7/2014-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hears foot steps and quickly scoops up Ruru and leaves the house T3/r7/2014-11-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: free trunk buffing for a month Ganesh:) T3/r7/2014-11-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Vixxen Dyvina peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-11-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger seeks an audience with his loyal subjects. T3/r7/2014-11-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ironsoul: These pigs T3/r7/2014-11-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Renzio: mlady... T3/r7/2014-11-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stretches his body as he lies on green grass. T3/r7/2014-11-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ayaruane: Aya arrives, looking around for others. T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: hey guys i need some info and am willing to pay T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: wrong channel? T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: no im in character T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: tell me more... T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: im a treasure hunter i will pay 100000 gold for info that leads me to something rare and valueble T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: its as simple as this the first one that tells me where i can get some loot makes 100,000 coin so any takers T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: anyone know where i might be able to find a dragon egg i can make it worth your while T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: have you checked out the hatchery? the goblins won't part with one of their precious eggs without a fight, but i suspect you can hold your own... T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: realy well now thats more like it where can i find you so i migh deliver your payment i hear you but cant see you T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: he's the invisible man... T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loony Lachdanan: oh, i don't require any compensation. just be sure to give them goblins a beating on my behalf... T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: very well friend much thanks T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: ive stumbled on to a foul plot the captain of the guard of aylor is conspireing with the goblins he means to help them capture the city T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tantravect: aye, and it be best if ye follow yer heart. T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: whats that spoused to mean T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: married T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tantravect: Its means, do you feel evil or do you feel good? Chose yer path, choose yer destiny, choose yer ending. T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: i went to kill the traider but its like hes coverd in magic i barley escaped with my life T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tantravect: Aye, withcraft be a fickle thing, it is reccomended that you train your skills and double check your equipment T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tantravect: Ye may need bigger muscles to smash the man or a higher knowlendge or your inner power to pierce him with your magic. T3/r7/2014-11-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: nooooo T3/r7/2014-11-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: the air is cool all of a sudden perhapse a spirit T3/r7/2014-11-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Medicated Menolin pads into the snowed-over courtyard from the western forest, covered in blood. It takes a seat on a marble bench and begins sharpening its daggers. Momentarily it glances for any company in the area... T3/r7/2014-11-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Medicated Menolin peers around itself intently. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji clears his throat loudly and looks around. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a Nekkar out the window and exits the bar. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor little guy... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his onehanded crossbow and finishes it. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly looks at you. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: well gee. arent you in a good mood today T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Neji? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Aye! T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Long time no see! T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya hugs Hyuuga Neji. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hey hey hey. no hugging the neji T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How have you been? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just came back from the north. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Made a lot of money T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i just came back from my home town. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh god T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: good* T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And truly the North is devastating at being cold. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: my home town was invaded... by collossal dragons... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: need help hunting them down...As long as there is pay in there? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: they all dead now though. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Screw you and your money T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit...Missed my chance to get a bit of extra coin T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Woah Woah T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji THWAPS Irya for being a moron. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Watch that tongue of yours. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ay.. where is Shadow T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: With my wife T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Where is she T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And The Gods only know what she is doing to him while shopping. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor shadow... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One time she...She bought him an adorable hat T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hahahahaha T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: was it pink? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It was blue T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: aahww. if it was pink he would be exstra pissed T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He looked so cute...And not murderous and deadly lol T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: As the child is coming up...Shadow gets less angry T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is usually grumpy T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ...Child? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am having a baby with kalaya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: oh i thought you meant Shadow is having a baby.. phee. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: phew* T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh god now T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow??? Baby??? They would get along just fine T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hey. dont let him hear you knoe T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: if i were you i would get your baby a metal suit :) T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow....loves babies T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor baby... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The only thing in this world he can't harm next to me and Kalaya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Are babies T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: what the hell... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He loves babies more or less... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because at least they don't talk about how filthy he is T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no. they just cry... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Babies and Shadow...Weird but adorable combo T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Sigh... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I am becoming a father T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is a bonus too T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: poor Kalaya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ahem. so what arr you doing next? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No No...Why poor Kalaya? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't see her suffering T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I have no idea what i should do next you know. i feel lost T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And she adores me and Shadow T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am her bear and Shadow is her puppy. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: ... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well anyway... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: Hmm so what to do next.. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am taking this dead fellah back to the Alchemist. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And afterwards I am gonna take My Little Bee to dinner. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: little bee??? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kalaya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ah T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am her Bear and she is My Little Bee T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i get it... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And Shadow is...Somewhere in between T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji pukes. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: sorry... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why puke T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyways...See ya later. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: no reason... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ill tag along to alchemist T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes The Nekkar corpse and walks off. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here is a problem... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: is it ever problem free T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Alchemist...The girl ain't exactly legal T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: i dont care about law. lets go T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bah...fine. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya ties the corpse and throws it over his shoulder. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: ok let us get going T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks down the street. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya passes by a couple of guards carefully. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji joins Irya. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks next to the Inn. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: I smell something weird... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks backwards and sits on a bench next to a prostitute. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: why... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am here for Morrigan. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: The prostitute? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gets up as the woman stands up and goes in one direction. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just follow her. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmm T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around and checks for guards before continuing to follow the woman. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks down at the sewer as the woman open's it up. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives the woman a couple of coins and goes down the sewer. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmm T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps walking along the sewers. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: this is boring... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya stands infront of the Iron Door and leaves the corpse at the front. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya waits a couple of minutes and the door opens and the woman throws the coins at Irya and quickly takes the corpse,then quickly closing the door. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm...Rude T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...Let's get out of here. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: B... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly walks back to the sewer entrance. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens the sewers and waits for you. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on hurry up T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji gets out. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly closes the sewers and continues to walk normally T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: hmmmm T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his silver pocket watch. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My...I am late. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: welllll??? T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I got paid T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Listen...I gotta hurry... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: stop talking in a confusing way T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You sure you ain't confused T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyhow...date time. T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: uhg T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...prep time... T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See ya T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hyuuga Neji: fine.. bye T3/r7/2014-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his watch in his pocket and runs off. T3/r7/2014-11-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: try killing a mob when you are a low level T3/r7/2014-11-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do T3/r7/2014-11-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am kicking butt T3/r7/2014-11-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye and Ruru walks into a bar T3/r7/2014-11-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leaves the bar cleaning his bloodied hands as Ruru pads after him biting onto her master's bloodied dagger T3/r7/2014-11-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stabs the last guard on the back T3/r7/2014-11-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: greetings my fellow adventurers T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leans against a tree T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, soo refreshing T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drops an orange on Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye catches the orange T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi bobolai. is thisfor me? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye chews onto the orange as it is T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai gasps as a branches breaks, and she tumbles out of the tree, heading straight for Greeneye! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye catches the falling bobolai and dodges the branch T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... no wonder the branch broke... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Heh, I could beat you up for calling me fat, T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i didn't T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: except I happen to be literally Giant-sized. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: be careful with other girls though. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai grabs the orange and eats it. Nom nom. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i'll take that note T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so... any news? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: hmm, check for a poster on that tree maybe T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the tree and its posters T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how come i didn't see that there? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Peers down at Greeneye and Bobolai from up the tree T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks upwards at Tsunwu T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Good day T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Bobolai T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it just me or there is a portal up there? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: What are you looking for? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh hi tree person T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good day to you as well Tsunwu T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: I am scouting the area ... rumor of bandits around here. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually that is the reason i came here but it seems too peace ful for that T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rakkicr: These voices. I keep hearing them. Sometimes even strange white text that I remember from childhood days of instruction flash in front of my very eyes. Even while combat. Confused I am, for the world is a strange place, and I know not what has triggered this strange occurence. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: was that a psi or what? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a bard maybe? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tsunwu: Jumps down from the tree and heads off into the dense forest. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not that it sounded like a song but a poem T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices Ruru jumping down the tree and picks her up and puts her on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai spits an orange seed towards the trees. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Greeneye's weird actions. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you prefer your girls small huh. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, its a kitten T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( the limitations of text-based! ) T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: you prefer the pussies small then T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai throws back her head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... i cant find anything to say... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye . o O ( my desc would help you there ) T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh yea. I should've asked. What is your profession? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... assassination i guess T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: when talking about assassin. i mean the sneak and kill one T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: as opposed to...? ass-as-sin? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: even if im the boss at that T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not the one on one fighting one T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai chuckles politely. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: real versus fake assassins T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow Bobolai... you really know how to hurt me... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai blinks innocently at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: so your name is iradei or greeneye? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: greeneye. Iradei is my sword on my back T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: ah T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: why does your sword have a cooler name than you? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so you name your sword... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai enthusiastically high-fives Redryn! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i also have a name... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it just me or am i being bullied T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: or are the people bullying me increasing? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: I think I'll just find some random animal for you to use your... sword... against T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: maybe it's because you don't look intimidating enough T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn ruffles Greeneye's hair playfully. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i probably am T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... as my job being assassin. i hardly look like one not to meantion i hardly actlike one as well T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: which also makes me wonder why you use a sword instead of a dagger. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i use both T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai perks up and stares intently at a tiny green grasshopper. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the sword on my back is a different story T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: (mis) T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices Ruru smelling the air T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: guess they are here T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should be going cheers T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai waves goodbye to Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits next to the King's tent awaiting orders. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn war zones. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya plays around with his one-handed crossbow while waiting. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks up to Irya T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks up at you. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i haven't seen you in these places for a long time T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: I daresay the name Irya is that of a lady's. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Never seen me in a war zone? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mate, That is how I met my wife...In a war zone. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, you haven't visiting it recently because of her T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We were buying a house... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is why I was absent...I am only here because of money. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...and decorating it T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is it the king you're working for? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye...I had it to here with boring politics T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: His daughter is in that huge castle over there... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how much is he willing to pay you? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 10.000 g T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: 10.000 gold T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: To get in the catsle T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: To get in the castle T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: here, take this and leave T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: One million to kill his daughter. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives Irya a bag of gold T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Then one more million to get him out of here alive. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im hired to kill the king T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how about this T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mind you wait till he pays me? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you save him and i kill him T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ill steal his money T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When I get him out of there you have the right to kill him. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but i bet he has none right now T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is a Witcher stuck in those walls T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I need to get her out aswell. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then i could help you out T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...this is personal T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And plus I get paid. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, fine. ill go kill the other king T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If you wanna help me bash through the defenses so be it...But I am going after the Witcher T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You know what? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i need to kill both of them T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How much are YOU willing to pay ME?! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You can have the daughter and king if you want. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nowadays i dont have much so i can't T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: FIne... T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I will get paid and then you can kill him. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Although the assault is tomorrow. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: 20,000 gold is all i can spare you T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nah...You can kill him when I get paid. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good, i'll be back after i fetch Ruru T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes from sight T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: appears next to Irya with a blood red kitten, no, a blood covered kitten on his shoulder T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: she killed the king!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: by her self! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh no! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around as 10.000 soilders look at Ruru in confusion. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Mate...run. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tells to Ruru, 'you can make an excellent assassin!' T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns around and starts making a run for it. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... hell. was i too loud? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I ain't fit for this! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs for his life T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am way too old for this!!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... mate... here. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts dodging arrows and spells that are being cast upon him. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye tossed a sack full of gems T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i think that was supposed to be yours T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls a small little leather ball from his belt and drops it on the ground as he keeps running. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs the sack and runs for his life. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hey, you dropped something! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks behind him and all he sees is smoke. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is a smoke bomb. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... smart T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kepp running, T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps running for his life as arrows are blindly shot. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vaults over walls and blurs from vision T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and Shadow turns into a gray owl flying over him. Irya grabs the Owl's legs and Shadow starts flying away. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears behind the archers as he stabs them in the back with increasing speed T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Go Go Go Go Go Go! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops another smoke bomb, leaving dense smoke behind him as he flies away. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: MONEY!!! HAHAHA!!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehehe...Umm...Greeneye? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disables the archers that are trying to aim for Iry T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: umm... Irya? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks back behind him and he sees nothing but smoke? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around for Irya T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: shoot! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dammit! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where the hell did he go? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye runs out of the smoke and clibs up a tower T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: HEY!!! I CAN SEE YA!!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am over here! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I cannot land! But It was a nice fight! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye targets Irya T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Listen!!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What are ya doing? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: climbing? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye Climbs higher up the tower T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is a secret tunnel north-west of the camp...Behind the brothel!!! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That is you escape route! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at the escape route T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck! T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gives a thumbs up to Irya T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps holding on to Shadow as he flies off. T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives a thumbs up to Greeneye T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps back into the smoke and disappears T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I cannot help to think about Talion when I see your character lol T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: mis T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye enters the secret tunnel and drops Ruru to scout the area T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... if it's a secret tunnel, then how does Irya know about it? T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, since i didn't know about it, it would make sense T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows Ruru and comes out the other end of the tunnel T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haa... fresh air T3/r7/2014-11-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gathers herbs for later use as Ruru paws around making sure there are blood prints everywhere T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Greetings to anyone who RPs on Aardwolf :) T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Heya! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel curtseys gracefully to Jervis. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya cocks an eyebrow at Jervis and clears his throat. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: em smiles and would tip his hat if he was wearing one! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: I was told to leave my hat on , wise advice I think :P T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel the Kitteh with 9 1/2 lives :P T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Darn! Maybe I should consider buying one then D: T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: I'll probably be checking this channel for future RPers :) T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel leaves her hat on .. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: emote hopes he can find one! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel will bring spares T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: emote smiles and nods to Tzadkiel T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: Jervis type rp :smiles T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis smiles and nods T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: now you have a hat ... and wings :) T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis is human and probably wouldn't wear wings that well! XD T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis tips his hat anyways. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis smiles and asks "How fair everyone today?" T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Medicated Menolin: Mine trek exhausts me extensively, and thine? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: sun is just up and I'm on my first half bottle of vodka and redbull chaser , getting there :) T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis chuckles "Verilly... and... such. I'm plodding along well enough!" T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a drunk out the window. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Ey! watch where you throw people! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps out of the window and slowly walks towards the crawling man. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis prefers to order himself a nice warm cider. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You should have paid me. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps beating the man. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is my money?! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Ah.. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya starts headbutting the man continously. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is it?! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Jervis. how about a drink while Irya beats the crap out of the guy T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya moves his ear closer to the man. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: I'm afraid I don't have much coin... I'll take your cheapest cider. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly let's go of the man and walks back into the bar. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji says "2 of your best drinks!" to the bartender. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis rummages his purse for a few coins. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: its on me T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And this...is why...I hate being surrounded by monkeys. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji beams a smile at Jervis. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on the bar. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A glass of water please. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Neji. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji thanks the bartender as he brings the drinks. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis takes the drink and smiles. "Than you barman... or should I say bar wolf?" T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: there ya go Jervis! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: oi irya! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Thats so gooood stuff T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji drinks the last bit of the drink. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Dun mind the wolven folk myself, Always heard stories about them from my old man. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Nice to see one in the flesh... er fur. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Yup. Though some... can be aggresive.. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: So can a dwarf, and lemme tell you that's quite the frightening sight! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I know... I was once in a tournament against one of them. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: I tried wrestling one once, I swear it was like trying to move a small mountain of iron. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji laughs out loud at Jervis. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: That my friend.. was your own stupidity T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: another drink? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Maybe one more, then I gotta head out into the forest for some hunting. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis finishes the remainder of his cider. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: ooo can i join??? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji "Two more of the same please." T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Doubt you'd be interested, I'm hunting petty vipers for some fella back at the Academy. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: What nade you do that? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: eer. made. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Well I figured I'd enlist in the Academy, I mean they practically thrust the advert in your face when you arrive at the capital. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I noticed.. Have you went through the course yourself yet? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: "thanks the bartender as he brings the drinks. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: There's some coin in it at least so I figured, what the hey. And I'm in the process of doing it, I'm still a student there. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: theres your drink! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: You should finish it up. It is worth your whilem T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis nods and receives it "The barman don't talk much do he?" T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Boy...What is your name? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points excitedly at Jervis! T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I noticed it to. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis blushes faintly before replying "Jervis is my name, Jervis the White... don't... don't ask about the title, my dad gave it to me when I was a lad." T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What did your old man say about us wolfen? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I warned you they can be aggresive. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Just that you were a generally honorable and loyal lot. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Irya. Be nice. He is new. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: ... Bit rough around the edges. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bab...I ain't a dog. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is no honour in killing and how can a wild animal be loyal? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We are all monsters boy... T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Honour in their life and a loyal friend. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me,Neji...We are all some kind of monsters...Our inner selves. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: I disagree, my father was a honorable Paladin and he had to kill but only in the line serving his country and defending the people. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji whispers to Jervis: "You owe me..." T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Irya. Be nice.. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Paladin's do nothing these days...Let us be honest...I was a Paladin...Now I am a Monster-Hunter...I get paid. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis pays for his second cider and leaves a modest tip. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis: Well we all must survive I guess... but thanks for the drink. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji pays his aswell. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The only thing keeping me sane is my wife. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis gives a respectful nod to both. "I must be off, farewell." T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Goodbye then. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: you scared him off.. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dwarves are obnoxious...Never aggresive. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I did not. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These huge teeth can't even scare a girl off. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: he isint a dwarf though. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: And you did scare him off T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But he did mention them. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is a human...Human's usually never retreat as far as I know... T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Well he is new and you werent excatly nice T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Drinking water here. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: he has some things to do. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And was listening to the conversation. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: and no yiu werent. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps drinking his glass of water. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: I take off my hat, and have a seat. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: noob... T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Getting a lot of new faces today T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...Trying to keep my anger issues down. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I beat the poor guy almost to death. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: yes i see you are doing great at that.. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: I beat myself, often. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am becoming a father mate...I must have some sort of self-control. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: ....... T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: nothing T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...I mean...What? T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji orders another drink. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Nothing. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't make me get Greeneye's assassin kitten over here. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That little guy slayed a king. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji silently drinks. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his whetstone and starts sharpening his sword. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji begins to shake his head and tsk into nothingness. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly gets up and goes into his room. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am too tired... T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See you tomorrow. T3/r7/2014-11-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Suckish.. all alone again... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji yawns. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye yawns T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye scratches his head while Ruru also yawns next to him T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Who is this... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji points at Ruru T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: a kitten i picked up long time ago T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my steady income has dropped severely these days T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji goes 'Awwwww!' at Greeneye. How precious! T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im basically living on the red line T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: kill more people T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, was that because of Ruru T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: yup T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: What... Ruru is cute T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, i know... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: So what is the problem T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its just that i seem to be the one who isnt famous T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the street carrying a dead troll over his shoulder. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: maybe because you kill everyone T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Yo Irya! no trolling! T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wait, what? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is a dead one!!! T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i kill everyone? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Yes... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hey Neji T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji nods at Greeneye. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Oi mean guy! T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya barely picks up the troll and starts carrying him to the top of the stairs. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i don't. that is a mean misunderstanding Neji T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya moves the troll on the table next to you. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i only kill people who will be of profit to me T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji goes to Greeneye, "SUUUUUUUURE...." T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a knife and starts thinking where to cut. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, really. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: my targets... and annoying ones T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya smells the troll. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: those are all profitable for me T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn you stink like alcohol. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji goes to Greeneye, "SUUUUUUUURE...." T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya boogles as the troll says "...Vodka...Vodka" T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i feel like i am bullied again... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, fine. the irritating ones are also in the list T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches the troll and knocks it out. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oi Iyra! you said dead! T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji begins to shake his head and tsk into nothingness. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what do i have to do to gain your trust again? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: its not that i dont trust yoi T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: then what? did i annoy you? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: No.. just. it is better to be not famous... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: why? you get to have your face plastered on many cities and towns T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: just that the guards dont like it T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: thats not famousness.. thats just being wanted... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... its sort of same because people come running at you. except they are armed with weapons T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: excatly... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, then that means im not famous T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im just wanted T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Yup... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...so you dont trust me because i am wanted T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Nothing. Nothing at all. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: you're not wanted... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Who the hell are you T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji glares at Redryn. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: Problem? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i... really dont know him that much... T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I dont know you T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji glares at Redryn. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: Someone was saying they were wanted, and collecting the bounty would have been easy money, but nope, no bounty here. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn waves happily. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye smiles T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yup, no bounty here T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji growls. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but do introduce yourself T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji meows happily and prances around. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Ruru doing the same thing T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji? you were a catfolk? T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji tickles Ruru T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Not really T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei BLASTS a Tuffel. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji rolls his eyes, disgusted. T3/r7/2014-11-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Medicated Menolin dresses up in a giant chicken costume and runs around naked. T3/r7/2014-12-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-12-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-12-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hellp T3/r7/2014-12-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: gutten morgen... T3/r7/2014-12-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Evening Nevela T3/r7/2014-12-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Yo. T3/r7/2014-12-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Evening all T3/r7/2014-12-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drisdhaun: greetings T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Hello stern one T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello Saddic T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: saddic , lie the letter Tzaddik ? T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Riddles. T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: ah ok , not like hebrew letter than T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel waves happily. T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji hops around like a little kid. T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: settle Grettel .. T3/r7/2014-12-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji growls. T3/r7/2014-12-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SirShane walks into the room, looking bored. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun enters, looking around, bored T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji strolls in... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nylanis: emote pokes her head in the room curiously T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji THWAPS Nylanis for being a moron. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nylanis: sorry :P T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun smiles at Neji and Nylanis T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji waves 'Hi!' at Kiritokun T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun waves back with a 'Yo.' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I have a panther! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji's warpanther rubs up against Kiritokun, purring contentedly. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nylanis curtsies to both Neji and Kiritokun T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun pets the feline with a smile. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun bows towards Nylanis as well T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun rubs the panther's ears T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I wouldnt do that if i were you... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun abruptly stops T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji 's warpanther growls at Kiritokun. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun grins then lies down on the floor a couple of feet away from the angry animal T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Hey, anybody got food? I'm starving... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) [Outlaw] Mendaloth says, "SAMMICH!" and a sammich flies from his head at Kiritokun! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji laughs as his warpanther sits on Kiritokun's stomach T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun 's breath is taken away from her lung in a big 'Oof!' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji pats on his legs so his panther comes to him. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: i told you T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji smirks. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Be glad he did not bite you... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun coughs. 'Yeah, and I've learned a lesson from it.' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji laughs out loud. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun laughs as well T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I have never seen you around though. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Yeah. I'm new. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Well I am Neji. Bad-ass archer and ninja. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji winks suggestively. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Ha-ha. I'm Kirito, swordmaster wannabe. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Why wannabe?? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Well, I'm still new and there are probably lots of others in this world who are a lot stronger than me... Until I supprass every single sword-wielder I'm just a soldier hoping to become a swordmaster... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Very true. I am not the best but here i will pawn you... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji smirks. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun laughs good-naturedly T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sighs. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: What? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zela: that is imbecilic to state "Until I supprass every single sword-wielder, ..." T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei tries to sell Naughty Neji the Brooklyn Bridge! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I am wayyyy to lazy lately T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Hey now, people can dream can't they?? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: this ir roleplay zela. you can say what you want with no risk so dont say he is a imbecil T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei: ahhh look its kirito, think you got lost man T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zela: "Grow some maturity!" - don't give politicians an excuse for weapons control. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: I'm the GGO version of myself here so basically I'm a girl... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: dude. roleplay. we were busy with 'roleplay'. what are you spouting now T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Which reminds me... Hey, Kuro, have you seen Asuna around here?? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei: no...saw her in questing in sao T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji walks around in the room, looking very confused. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zela ponders deeply "but then killing young upstart wannabees may be emjoyable," grins evilly T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Pssh... She said she was playing Aard too. lol T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun puts her hands up 'I don't want trouble Zela.' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I do T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji glares around him. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei: me too T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei awakens from a four-year coma seeking revenge. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun slowly walks away from the tension, hoping she isn't noticed T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: You stay T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji points excitedly at Kiritokun! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun stops dead in her tracks and comes back T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei and his samurai sword have defeated Kiritokun's private army in an elaborate fight scene! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji whispers to Kirito 'I think kurono is smoking something' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun whispers back 'Maybe...' T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei slaps Naughty Neji. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji comforts KuronoHei. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun defend her face just in case Kurono slaps her too... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: lol T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: I will eat his liver if he tries to slap a woman. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei gives Naughty Neji a number, then points to the end of a line. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei rips out Naughty Neji's liver and eats it. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: .............. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun looks over Neji's shoulder to see what Kurono's doing T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei tries to make Kiritokun shorter, unsexy and even more stupid with (Super Secret Dwarf Power). T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: lol T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji is sleeping. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: What the... Nevermind.. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei calls random people NUB then forgets that he can't kill questor. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun shakes Neji to wake him T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji is awake. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji is sleeping. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei slaps Naughty Neji. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji is sleeping. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji is awake. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun pokes her head through a crack in the door and checks to see if anyone's here. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Anyone still here?? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei asks all around if someone needs a promotion interview. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: A promotion?? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun wilts as KuronoHei calls forth a legion of lawyers to dispute her! T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun runs for it T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: lol T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Dude, are you invisible right now? T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: None of my tells can get through and you dont show up on where... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei is looking for a few good lawngnomes... T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nylanis looks around aprehensively pondering on the possible existence of other people T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei laffs. T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun yawns T3/r7/2014-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Anyone here...? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito walks into the room, looks around, then sits on th T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: floor T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito looks pretty lonely T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: yeah your going to be pretty lonely in here not many of these channels move a whole lot. they have their moments but thats about it T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito frowns T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Why do we have a guy name Kirito?I had enough of SAO lol T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei agrees! T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris starts to dual his sword and perform star stream burst T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei tapes a picture over Aardwolf, then paints "WoW" on it. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: who is keeping up with soa lately :P gotten pretty sad and depressed T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where the hell is your clan when you need it? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: they all dead cause kirito let all the party members die -_- T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I knew solo players would do these things T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Luckily I stay away from clans instead of brutally killing them. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Hey, hey... I never wanted anyone to die. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: you bastard you kill those guys in the low level area with the trap room T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris tells Kiritokun to fork off! T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: btw how is asuna-chan? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn anime T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: I told them not to go in! It's not my fault they were hard-headed.... Also, Asuna's fine. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: I got this picture of kirito and say's , I don't always join a guild but when I do everyone dies T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kiritokun: Yep. I've seen that one before.. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: omg this kirito on aard is a girl, go to hell this isn't galegun onlin T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: if kirito came to aardwolf he would be pissed since anyone who is anyone can pretty much dual -_- T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Umm, why am I the subject here? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: cause we want Yui!! T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: next ichigo will appear in aardwolf -_- T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Eh, well, I wouldn't mind letting her make friends but you'll have to get Asuna's consent on that matter as well... T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: awwww T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: can I atleast have lisbeth then :P T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: I really don't think you should be asking ME about that one... T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: a man has needs!! and those need have to be full filled by certain soa characters -_- T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: soa? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: sword art online T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito stop a laugh T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: lol T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: why laugh , I'm a man I need to be loved , I need to be Desired xD T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: lol, Well, I think Lisbeth would like you... She's into guys who are "romantic". Like you! ... I guess. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: nah she more in to guy who think they can run up walls I guess T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: I wasn't just thinking that.. I knew I could do it. The walls were just too slippery in that nest... T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris goes to BeaterKirito, "SUUUUUUUURE...." T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: if I was there ,skyris would of been up that wall :P T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Well, I KINDA did it when the dragon finally came, right? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: all about those stats I keep telling kirito T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: when I was in sao I kept telling kirito to rebuild his stats and start over but no he didn't believe that he has a free rebuild -_- T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito raises an eyebrow at Skyris. "Oh, really?" T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: beside being stuck in a game like that for 2years wouldn't be so bad think of the things you could avoid, std, aid, crabs and such T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: I would of really taken advantage of sao :P Id be a Harem king in that game ,like a boss T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Honestly, I could've stayed in SAO forever if I wanted to. Life was better for me there. But I promised Asuna I'd get her back in the real world, so I went on and fought my way out anyways... T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito sits on the floor, crosses his legs, and just looks bored in general. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito looks around the empty room then sighs. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: greetings T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito looks up at Varrion, his face lightening T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Yo! T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: wave T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: What's up? T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion: oh just passing time T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Day the Nightbird: yo yo T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Hey. T3/r7/2014-12-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito yawns as he walks in to the room, stretching his arms upward T3/r7/2014-12-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nylanis looks around for signs of life T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fcku: fuck fuck fuck fuck T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: thanks T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Varrion gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: really? T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: does he still have working channels or was that enough posts in a row to silence him? T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WolfTotem Broud: was enough T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Immprov Anaristos: This channel is not flagged as curse. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: All is well in the lands of aardwolf. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: why do that? T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WolfTotem Broud: the matter has been dealt with. move along :) T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: doesn't make sense to me to go around getting your self silenced but that's me T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: My name is Saddic! I have come to harvest your souls. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: oh god here we go again... T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: what do i get in exchange for my soul? T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Everlasting damnation. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: shotgun Saddic T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight pumps a round into his shotgun and looks at Saddic. "Yes?" T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i keep missing the * for some reason T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You notice that Blackknight is extremely depressed. T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic CONTROLS the DEMON BABIES!!! RUNNN! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight gives Saddic the SMACK DOWN, dropped him to the floor like a used up weasel! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic jabs some fruit into Blackknight's mouth and they begin glowing the power of the Infernal Aura!! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic sends a Dark Reaper after Blackknight. Run Away!!! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: skittles saddic T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) How rude! Blackknight just pelted Saddic with Skittles! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Look out, Blackknight is looking for a slapfight! T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight starts a slapfight with Saddic! This could get ugly... T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: kk enough spam I withdraw T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight screams, "I've got a dragon here, and I'm not afraid to use it! I'm a donkey on the edge!!" T3/r7/2014-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: one i read this i couldn't resist mate T3/r7/2014-12-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BeaterKirito: Anyone here? T3/r7/2014-12-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowBound: Anybody here? lol T3/r7/2014-12-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis offers a polite smile to anyone near. T3/r7/2014-12-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jervis pokes around for any listeners... T3/r7/2014-12-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HuntWolf walks into the room, tail swaying from side to side, looking blankly at his surroundings. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight bows deeply. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HuntWolf looks at Blackknight then bows as well. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: so whats an emote? T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HuntWolf: Eh? What's an emote? T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: oh nevermind there are the help files. how am i to role play in the role play channel with an imm if i can't social him. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: that is what i am wondering T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Holiday Rumour swishes her tail. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: wait am i flipping which one of you is the imm? T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan surreptitiously affixes an 'Imm' badge to Holiday Rumour's chest, hoping that nobody notices it's written in crayon. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HuntWolf smiles T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FakeWolf Anaristos tries to swish his tail but can't find it. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight falls down laughing. T3/r7/2014-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HuntWolf stops a laugh from escaping his mouth. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lexos: Trivia on the Gametalk channel in five minutes. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i got this T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Cocoa and Shaelynne raises her hand in a fluid motion and pretends she's shooting a gun. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: lol T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: pretends to shoot an arrow from a bow T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: anyone on rp channel, say hi please T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dolt: hi please T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dekal: hello T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OneManArmy Jerome: Hi twileta, fare thee well? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: um... does that mean how are you? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) OneManArmy Jerome: I guess :-) T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: in rp it does T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: cool T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: is anyone at the academy T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hello? am i alone? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): you can runto academy, and type "where" to see who is there T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I am with you, I have come to devour your soul. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... thats not creepy at all... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Your soul shall be well cared for in my orb of soul holding. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: so does everyone have a personality in here? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Rp is mostly dead. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I think everyone is busy pupping T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... uh T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: what does that mean? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): aard isn't a roleplay-centric MUD...a few people mess around here occasionally, but that's about it T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): help pup...pupping is levelling for those who are level 200 and 201 T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: whats MUD?!?!? i heard the word over and over WHAT DOES IT MEN T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: multi user dungeon T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh.. so does anyone who is talking to me want to do rp? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: You broke character from the start. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I already devoured your soul. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh... um... well... fine T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i do not like the home button T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im back! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: welcome back jack T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: so were you kidding when you said you ate my soul or no? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: anyone who wants to do rp say i T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i come on and ALL my channels are moving if i can keep up sure i will RP with you T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: Blackknight where are you? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: uncharted oceans T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh... im in the academy T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: oh ok T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: are you in a quest? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!* Go Twileta!!! Lackluster Lachdanan cheers her on. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: nope. i will be soon though T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ok and who is Lachdanan? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: i'm just this guy, y'know? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: yeah like OBVIOUSLY lol T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ok... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: Blackknight do you think you can come to the academy any time soon or no? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: and what lvl are you? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i am level 8. do you have the amulet of aardwolf? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... im only lvl one so probably not T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: let me do my quest then we'll see T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ok T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: where? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: Blackknight where are YOU? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh never mind lol T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i jump startled T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: you what? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i jump... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: its a social T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i didnt mean to actualy jump T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: its a social doesn't matter T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: like this T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: wait... do we want to do descriptions T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: what? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: like... describe what we look like T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: and our personality T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: for your aardwolf character? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i didn't think you can T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: yeah... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: like this T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: ask newb channel T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i have black hair with purple high lights i have purple eyes... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i don't think there is anyplace to put taht T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: smacks forehead. i just described T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i have no idea what you are talking about T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: lol T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Shes lost because I devoured her soul long ago. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hi person who ate my soul snicker snicker T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: AH!! makes sense T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... ugh growls T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... im bored... sigh T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: gametalk T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: and that means...? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Use another channel T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: gossip gametalk T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: More for you not us and spam T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i am going to run a game here soon T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vost: unless you're roleplaying being bored... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: you will have more likely hood of finding something to do or someone to talk to :P T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: Saddic are you invis? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: prbly T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, Blackknight greets Saddic warmly. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: nope he not invise T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic is throwing rolls of toilet paper all around Blackknight's manor. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan greets Blackknight: tere! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: thats why i cant talk to you! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i can't greet invis people T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: anyone who likes d&d say T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oops didnt mean to say that ignore it T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i like D&D T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: here, we say "mischan" or "mis" when we say something we didn't intend to. it's shorter :D T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: thats the kind of rp im talking abput T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: infact i am on a site that is a role play site if your interested in joining up T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: probably not srry :( T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: tis alright T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight rolls his eyes in disgust at a Christmas Present. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: wait how do i roll dice T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: arrg T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: back to the help files T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: hey where did you go? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: who? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: twileta T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I stole her. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: of course T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im following him T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: who? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I am Saddic, The soul eating shadow that steals teenage elfs with purple eyes. Fear me. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You sneeze all over him. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): sorry, what were you saying? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) With an innocent look in his green eyes, Saddic meows. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight just became completely grossed out. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: laugh T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: i am starting a game now T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: twileta you might want to make your way over there if you going to play T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: Blackknight! you almost ruined my escape plan T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I like to move it move it, and shake it shake it, my orb full of harvested souls that is. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: where'd you go?!?!? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I unkidnapped you and set you free. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I though blackknight was coming to rescue you so I hid T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: wait what? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hey saddic T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Twileta is waiting for you at recall, she needs a big knight to rescue her. Shes a lost teenage elf with no clue. :( T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hahaha very funy T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: right.... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im acualy at the academy getting all a's (as usual) T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Good girl. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Ill come kidnap you again later when you least expect it. Keep your clothes on this time though. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ignore him blackknight T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: WOAH!! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Everyone ignores me here, they know I just spout randomness. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: like this? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You better watch it, Blackknight just got in his ghetto wagon with his peeps! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WOW!!@@!1 Blackknight r hella l33t buffx0rz!!! he r flex0rz n u wantz him. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of mist dance around Blackknight. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Your flame <-+-><-*-> CREMATES <-*-><-+-> a young girl! [222] T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) With a sly grin, Blackknight claims, "That's what she said." Blackknight's right. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight quietly strums his guitar, singing "Oh yeah, oh yeah, and I really don't like him at all." T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight announces the last url was totaly NSFW. Better go find out what it was. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: smiles shyly T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: dang i can't find you saddic T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: In game? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: bazaar looking for a quest mob T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: it says when i social you that i can't find you T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: retry T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): check detects T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: ya I hit vis figured that was his issue. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight slaps Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight tightens his grip on his weapon, preparing for battle with Saddic! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight sneaks up behind Saddic and gives him an underwear-rippin' wedgie! (Ouch, that's gotta hurt!) T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: ooo kinky T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: again sir T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic falls prey to BATMAN! Well, just to Blackknight with a net. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight wags his tail vigorously at seeing Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight trembles at the sight of Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight awes Saddic with his obvious Porkness. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic blows a kiss at Blackknight ... isn't he so CUTE? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight is beating Saddic to death with a dictionary, he must be using 'u' instead of 'you' again. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight shares his stash of gummi bears with Saddic. Get his! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight gives Saddic a boot to the head!(nah nah) T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight runs away from Saddic in utter terror and horror! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: random like that? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... im so lost T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dekal: this channels a ghost town T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: got ya T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: right along side gsocial gossip and gametalk T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... is saddic or blackknight here? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: oh hi! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: where's saddic? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: is anyone interested in rping? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dekal: hail T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Hi there purple eyed elf girl. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Yo. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: tee hee hee you are mistaken T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: i made a new character T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: you are talking about Twileta, im Twilita T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You smirk. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: saddic? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Yes my love? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic blows a kiss at Twileta ... isn't he so CUTE? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: ... um... do you want me to change to Twileta im twilita right now. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Oh sorry bob T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf sits down and watches the two. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twilita: hold on lol im still the same person, just diferent character T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: so not rl bob rp second character T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Im confused bob. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf grabs some popcorn and starts devouring it. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: saddic? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im twileta now! lol T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Im lost... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: lol i know. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Lemme know when my purple eyed elf that would not get dressed in my house is back. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im back T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Lies... My house is empty. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i dont know how to get to your house! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: can you please let me follow you, then go to your house? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: So you can not put your clothes on? tsk tsk T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i have my clothes on ok? black longsleved shirt black pants black cloack with hood T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: are you also a black man the blackness of night in a black land on a black horse? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im a girl thank you T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Rofl T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: fine. are you also a black woman in the blackness of night in a black land on a black horse? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: No racism please. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Shes an elf. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: that's not racist T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: thank you! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: She has purple eyes and black hair with purple highlights T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: and some dark clothing she does NOT like to wear. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: saddic let me follow you PPPPLLLLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEE!!!! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: and i do T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf coughs on his popcorn. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: do you like black comedy? we could watch some black adder on my black tv in my black bedroom under my black sheets resting against my black wall on some black pillows. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: while listening to rebecca black T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Now that is legit there son. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: no jack black films though, i'll black out before intro fades to black. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ...hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: Good evening. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: im doing recall, saddic wanna see me? academy courtyard! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: saddic? im in the courtyard T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i couldnt find you earlier. i had to recall T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Ready to wash those dishes like a good elf? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: yes master saddic T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: do i follow you? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I dunno now its to easy.. I liked it better when you played hard to get. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... sighs what do you want me to do? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: do you wan me to do and hide? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: saddic! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Yes young elf with purple eyes? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Stop spamming rp for starters. Everyone is getting way to much entertainment for free. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan giggles T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: meaning...? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: .................................? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Man, this conversation is getting a little too much for me.. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Sorry. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ugh... i obviously dont understand anything... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Why don't you two just meet up at recall and get things done with?? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Bob likes to roleplay being a purple eyed dish washing elf. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: IM NOT BOB!!!! WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Your real name silly. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta is looking MIGHTY fine tonight, you make your move hoping it's not another 400lb 50-year old trucker from Duluth named Bubba, like last time. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan gets out the popcorn. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: and secondly there are a LOT of things id rather rp i then wash dishes! i thought thats what you wanted T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You offer Oroan some HOT, FRESH....CopPorn! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Like what? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): like making sammiches, silly T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: true! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... dragon riding... stuff you wouldnt know about. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: show me T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... maybe turning into a wolf... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Sounds painful.. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... loz to stuff T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: loz tp T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Lots of stuff. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: you get my point? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I wish you would get mine. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ...hmmm do you want me to be your maid or no T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... am i getting annoying? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: No but the dishes are still dirty. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: maybe if you let me follow you, they will get clean T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Get to level 10 and graduate the academy and I will let you wash my dishes. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I wont be having any little pre10 nubs cluttering my kitchen. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ugh fine that will take forever warning T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: see ya T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i dont know how. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: it says you dont exist T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: happy? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: it wont let me talk to you T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): detects T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: ... anyone want to rp? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: whateves T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Just be jelly bean. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Just be. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Twileta: i thought you hate me. :p T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Hello? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Greetings *curtsys* T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: How goes bob? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... Um I'm sorry but... my name is'nt bob. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Twileta? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): your name isn't twileta or twilita either :P T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Taiqueasha? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Either way get my darn dishes done and make that other guy his sammie. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Um... no... my name is Skylia T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: I just wanted to see if there was roleplay here... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): aard really isn't a roleplay MUD, no T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... wait you said Twileta? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Sorry everyone, Ill just turn this off. :) T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yoost: and yet here you are on the channel, tsk tsk T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: if you said Twileta i know here. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: her sorry. typing error. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): surprise :P T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: she said she wont be getting back on for a while... T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: shes a friend of mine. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: we could make this a roleplay! unlike twileta, i have pretty good rp skills T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yoost: Why you bashing on Twileta? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): rather, why bash on yourself :P T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: what do you mean? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: giggle T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: giggles* T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yoost: is biker twileta? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: same thing T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Oroan can you please explain something to me? Did Twileta do something? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan takes a step back, hands in the air, slowly shaking her head. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: I didnt know Twileta played this game until now! i just know that because she's OBSSSESD with the name Twileta. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan chucles. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: i pretty much regignize it from anywhere. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: I CANT SPELL TODAY T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan instead, meditates. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Can someone please explain to me what in the world is going on? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): what's going on is that you keep creating characters and pretending that you're someone else :P T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan "OOOOOH!"'s at the shots fired. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan takes out the popcorn once more. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Can I get my sammie and my dishes done? or not? I turned the damn channel back on cause someone told me it was tooooo funny T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: what did I miss T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... I see where this is going... Fine. Believe what you want. I do'nt really care. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: These... players think I am someone else. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: This is Skylia aard My new dish washer. Right skylia? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Um... sure? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan giggles. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ...I need to go. I'm so sorry. Hope to play again soon! *curtsys* T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan smirks. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Did all that really happen? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Strid: wtf T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan giggles. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: what's going on ATM? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Strid: giggle T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: Type "*giggle" strid T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: oroan trying to kill me T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Strid clutches at his chest and falls over dead. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: the norm T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight fails to hit the shift key and 8giggles at everyone. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight misses the shift key and 8giggles at Oroan. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight misses the shift key for the ten billionth time, then breaks his keyboard over his knee. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: Kind of sad there's no guffaw social. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: no what social? T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan: You know T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan guffaws T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You get right in Oroan's face and loudly ask, "Get it?!" T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan buries her face in her hand and sighs, shaking her head. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight rides up upon his warsnail and salutes with fist to heart. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight rides up upon his wardonkey and salutes with fist to heart. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight waddles up upon his warduck and salutes with fist to heart. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight tries to trot away on his warpig, but it decides to wallow in a pool of mud instead. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight raises his sword high and wheels his warmoose away. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan giggles at Blackknight. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight shouts a warcry and his warkeg squirts a stream of beer at Oroan! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oroan cheers and sings... she is just BURSTING with joy! T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight reins his warpanther next to Oroan and salutes her with his lance. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight rides up upon his warmouse and salutes with fist to heart. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight rides up upon his warwolf and salutes with fist to heart. T3/r7/2014-12-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: there we go i think that's the army T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Where did my dish washer go? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Anybody still here? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: You know it. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mangekyou Skyris: we all died -_- T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WinterWulf: Eh? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Nuclear holocaust T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snowangel Tzadkiel: is one of the Kittehroaches that survived T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Greetings! T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Is anyone on the rp channel today? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar nods. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Greetings *curtsys* T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, Regdar greets Skylia warmly. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: What lvl are you, Regdar? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: lvl 65 on my 4th mort. :) T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Oh snap! :( T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: I'm only lvl 1 T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Snap? What is this snap you speak of? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Out with it woman. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: figure of speech T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: From what land does this figure of speech originate? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... i dont know i heard someone say it T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Are you a witch? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... No I'm a hunter T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Well... Huntress T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Ahh good trade to have. Provides food for the belly and skins for clothing. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Yes it does. Although I am sort of new some I'm an apprentist. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Apprentice? Who be thy teacher? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, Regdar greets Morgenstern warmly. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Honestly, I do not know. I'm really new and I love roleplay and this was an rpg so I was all in. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SirCanada: I fold. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Oh, hello! *curtsys* T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SirCanada curtseys gracefully. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Fancy a bit of gamblin eh SirCanada? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Are you doing the Academy? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: I am I'm new. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Are there any new people here? Or am I alone? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: Perhaps you should try the newbie channel. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Koyani: There are many like you.. you should try newbie channel T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SirCanada: what is this channel sorcery you speak of?! T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Tee hee hee. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar: I suspect black magic. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: I think it's where people talk even when they are far away... just a guess. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Regdar is agreeing with that Skylia person again... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Is anyone on in the roleplay channel T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): heh, the same people that were here yesterdy T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Got ya. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Oh well... my friend is'nt on right now. :( T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: anyone interested in some rp? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: aww crude... wheres a protecter when i need one? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Baby I got what you neeeeeeeeed, Baby I got what you waaaaaant! T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia gulp T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia glps T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: you cant find me... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... i hope T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: ... rp anyone? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: No rp... ok T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: Hello? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: Hey hey hey person! T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: ... Are you not going to answer me, Saddic? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: OK then. Anyone else on rp channel T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic blows a kiss at Lilya ... isn't he so CUTE? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya looks at Saddic in disgust T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: Hmm... better think twice before you woe a girl. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: Am I really alone here? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: This is sad... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): you're not alone here...there's also skylia, twileta and twilita T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: ??? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): and the other 16 characters that you're on a roll to create T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: ... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: Um... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lilya: OK then, I am obviously alone here so im going to leave and never return. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Hello? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): hello again T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Hi'z T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia gives a friendly wave to Magna T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Anyone else? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Skylia: Hello? I know Magna's here so... T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Anybody home? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya knocks on doors T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? HELLO? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: hello? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: RP? Anyone? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Rolling paper? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: rapping paper? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: RP=roleplay T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: i know lol T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Nah T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: so... no rp? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bamboo: Rolling paper? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: no. no. you buy. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: what are you wanting to roleplay? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: what lvl are you? i need to know. T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: 29 r7 T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Caressa peers at Lachdanan from behind a tree giggling T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Why is everyone such a high lvl?!? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lackluster Lachdanan: we have no lives? T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: ^ T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: well... im lvl 9 so T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: im still in the academy though :p T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kaewan: a newbie! T3/r7/2014-12-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: yeah... :( T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern nods at Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: How are you? T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: I'm well, yourself? T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: hi T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Hello? T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Hi there. T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Hello T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: What are you upto this fine fine evening? T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Not much. both of my rp friends are offline so. T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: and i have to do a quest i cannot do at the moment so... T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: im just waiting until my quest time is up so i can get another quest T3/r7/2014-12-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: What are you up to? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blackknight: greetings anyone here tonight? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Hello Saddic T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: How are you sir? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: Well and yourself? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Just insanely bored, Not that I dont have a million things I could/should do, but I cant focus. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: I know the feeling. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks hesitant in going in... T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic roars loudly in MountainWolf's direction. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf jumps from the sudden sound then, finding the source, looks at Saddic nervously.. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You almost feel sorry for Saddic as he pants himself. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic dances wildly before you! T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: And that is the no pants dance. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: How do you use a social on a channel chat again? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: rp *pants self T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf stares at Saddic dancing, fear turning into bewilderment. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern: I keep forgetting. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: O.O T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I really like rice. Well cooked rice is absolutely nice. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf nods in quiet agreement. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: And then the great sands left and behold! The great Saddic was found standing. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic draws the ancient broadsword, Cluebringer, and glares around. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: Uhh...? T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Shush you drug addled stoner. T3/r7/2014-12-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: hi fellow adventurers T3/r7/2014-12-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yoost: HEAR ME BITTER WARLOCK: You shall only die a horrible death. Stop attacking me!! T3/r7/2014-12-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: There once was a boy who lost all his toys and then one day he got a gift card to toyz4dwarfs and got all the toys he could ever want, and he was a very happy boy, AND THEN I ATE HIS SOUL T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: VERY violent... T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elesmera: anyone on? T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: no T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elesmera: your on lol but i get your point T3/r7/2014-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dradea: yeah T3/r7/2014-12-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Loftwing: hello? T3/r7/2014-12-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quargh: check T3/r7/2014-12-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Quargh: miss T3/r7/2014-12-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elesmera: Yo? T3/r7/2014-12-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elesmera: Hehehe T3/r7/2014-12-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elesmera: hello?