T3/r7/2015-09-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nanoc: bid
T3/r7/2015-09-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively.
T3/r7/2015-09-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: is anyone else roleplaying on here 
T3/r7/2015-09-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen grins evilly at Irya.
T3/r7/2015-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nickdimond: the drow move silently. but i sneak better 
T3/r7/2015-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen yawns.
T3/r7/2015-09-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ryaeth: free spellups south of recall
T3/r7/2015-09-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl.
T3/r7/2015-09-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Is it Halloween already? As Always, Vixxen is throwing rolls of toilet paper all over Aylor.
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen tosses Irya up in the air, he loves it!
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: The owner of the Pub >.<
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Of what?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is no Pub around here
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: You lost your memory or something
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There is only The Ironbear Tavern
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Avatar of Ditta begins a slow, erotic strip-tease act...
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And this is the town of Njihala
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Sounds silly to me, Witcher
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witcher?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Monster Hunter
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Dementia, that's what it sounds like
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Witchers are in Claradia
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Definitely dementia
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Poor thing
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am taking my kids out to the marketplace
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: You have dementia
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...What is that?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: A mental illness
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Probably lost your mind in the deep mines
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...Amnesia?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh no
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: That happens to everyone, when you're stuck in the caverns fighting Creepers
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I just find it hard to remember you...Must've been 20 years ago
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: For months at a time
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: No sweetie, dementia
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Different mental illness
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't have dementia...Amnesia
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I'm pretty sure you have both, then
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Seems that way
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And either you were a really boring person to remember or I wasn't paying attention to you
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I doubt it
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: You paid me plenty of negative attention
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wait Wait...
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh...You are that crazy Vampire lady
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Slightly mad, yes
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The one that had that crazy tavern with a crazy tavern keeper
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: But all the best people are
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I still have it, and he's not crazy, really. Just mute
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Look son! It is a crazy Vampire woman!
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen bares her teeth at you.
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I bite.
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No you don't
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Your teeth are all rotten now
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Cat got your tongue?
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Apparently it did
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya snickers softly.
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: No, I made tea
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Infused with some lizard blood
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Good for detoxing
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: My teeth are beautiful, what're you talking about :P
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen conjures a snowball from the thin air and throws it at Irya.
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Meh
T3/r7/2015-09-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paralysed with fright, As Always, Vixxen stares in horror as a clown approaches her.
T3/r7/2015-09-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen flashes a dimple as she smiles.
T3/r7/2015-09-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl.
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Limbe warily searches for signs of life.
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Limbe: IS anyone there?
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dead
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Limbe: That
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Limbe: That's too bad...
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Rean: I thought the same
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: - h20
T3/r7/2015-09-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Limbe: It seems this is the most activity here in aeons.
T3/r7/2015-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Krahven: value
T3/r7/2015-09-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Thrakun: where are my orc and goblin brethren
T3/r7/2015-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ryaeth: snowcrash party!!!
T3/r7/2015-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ryaeth: IVAR's the party room
T3/r7/2015-09-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lokathor holds up a sign saying "If this were a real virus, you'd be dead right now. Get yourself some anti-virus software."