T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: All hail rp. T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf nods in agreement with Saddic T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KuronoHei appears to be floating near a crystalline structure, a sinister smile on his face. T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Yo! T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Willya: Anyone here? T3/r7/2015-01-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Theodicy: Slightly. T3/r7/2015-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elsvaer: I will destroy your reproductive organs with fire! T3/r7/2015-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: sounds kinky T3/r7/2015-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Winter Skyris runs away in utter terror! T3/r7/2015-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic is looking for someone to pants again, LOOKOUT! T3/r7/2015-01-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Winter Skyris say's anything but my repoductive organs!!! T3/r7/2015-01-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teiya looks around inqiusitivly T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sighs. T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf mutters something quietly to himself. T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sobs in misery. T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic cheers and sings... he is just BURSTING with joy! T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf throws Saddic a 'dafuq?' look T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wildmage: contain thine selves. I am trying to gameth T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Its okay lil buddy, cheer up! T3/r7/2015-01-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sighs at himself. What a sorry sight. T3/r7/2015-01-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teiya looks around hopefully T3/r7/2015-01-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teiya stares aimlessly into space T3/r7/2015-01-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teiya straightens her hair frowning at the lack of happenings and makes a mental note to find more excitement T3/r7/2015-01-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: dance theme T3/r7/2015-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Theodicy: [autism intensifies] T3/r7/2015-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic P T3/r7/2015-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: Lol T3/r7/2015-01-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: RAGE!! T3/r7/2015-01-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You feel threatened in the presence of the great Saddic. T3/r7/2015-01-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arctivicus the Eldar sat silently within an oaken tree that subtly gazed upon the open meadow surrounding it. Pondering upon many a thought that traversed through his mind. T3/r7/2015-01-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arctivicus: Though the silence would soon be disrupted due to a melodious tone that was hummed by Arctivicus, a gentle smile forming upon the paled contours of his lips. T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Looks around T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: hey T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Wonders if anyone else can hear him T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind: is there anyone that uses this channel? T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: i think a few people do T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Is sorry for distupting the piece T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind: peace T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind: by breaking character T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Feels his hand burn from the last spell he unleashed,and feels the air tingle around him like static electricity. T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic THWAPS an elven youth for being a moron. T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Never like Saddic at all,and smashes it in the face T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind: Don't ever talk to me filth! T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind Walks away from saddic T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: rage! T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elvenkind opens a portal and vanishes T3/r7/2015-01-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Albertog: time for battle! T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: (not to interrupt, but is this channel very active at all?) T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trivial Remarto: almost never used :P T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xyliz: unless professional actors, roleplay is a ridiculous activity by nutjobs (especially om a Hack'n'Slash mud where skill is required, not pretentious airs) T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: well i dont necessarily agree, but ok T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: RP offers the player a way to offer something dynamic into their character T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SwishyTail Rumour: each to their own, if anyone want to rp on this channel, then be our guest :) T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xyliz: to be regaled with prior roleplay in this channel since reboot, type rp -h T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: oh wow, not very active T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xyliz: the serious roleplay channel is the debate channel T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: uh what? lol T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SwishyTail Rumour raises an eyebrow. T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Trivial Remarto: lol T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xyliz: Tigernuts roleplays the RabbleRouser T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf: i might have to assume that role T3/r7/2015-01-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf looks into himself, contemplating existance. Wondering his place in this world. T3/r7/2015-01-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wraf lets out an evil laugh as he obtains a completely evil alignment T3/r7/2015-01-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arkady: So sadly underused. T3/r7/2015-01-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: gay T3/r7/2015-01-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arkady: Well, if that's your thing, man, I guess we can play it out. T3/r7/2015-01-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: thine eyes need to refocus themselves T3/r7/2015-01-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arkady: ...Definitely gay. T3/r7/2015-02-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye crashes down through a dimensional gap T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Saddic. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin glows with a strange light as he forms a jump point and leaps in! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Saddic rolls 3 dice with 5 sides each - total dice roll is 5. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: I WIN! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up as a kitten drops on his head T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, im back! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... Menolin, long time no see T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: has something happened while i was away? T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not that i need to know about it... T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin: Monsters were killed, campaigns were done, levels were gained :) T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, the usual i see... T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: and whos this i see? T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks at Saddic T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is caught by dark hands as the dimensional gap opens behind him, taking him inside it T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh well, got to go T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic hugs Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: You shall be missed great sirs! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aww... but greetings later. ill see you all later again T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: later T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye disappears as the dimensional gap closes after him T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: this isn't roleplay. where are the handcuffs? whips, chains etc... T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic peers intently at Marikk. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic eyes Marikk up and down, leering like a filthy pervert! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) With a sick, evil grin, Saddic runs up to Marikk and pants her. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see Marikk being taped up to the wall by Saddic. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic spanks Marikk playfully. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: Free marikk spanks, isle 2. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: no dice rolls necessary :-) T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Saddic rolls 666 dice with 666 sides each - total dice roll is 216040. T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: pwned the taped up butt in the corner! T3/r7/2015-02-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Saddic: no saving throws T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Newkidintown: knock knock T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: would make a good rp story... T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: from a far off land you can only reach in a glass elevator... T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: i need an epic introduction like kevin sorbo had on that show hercules T3/r7/2015-02-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: i want david spade to play the part of me T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down an old road passing through a autumn forest. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya covers his mouth with his old scarf. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps walking down the road. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silenxe T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Silence... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya feels the warm wind blow on his cheeks. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: the mad piper will drive you karazy but the music is so beautiful... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns around and draws his sword. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who the hell are you? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: mooohahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...seriously... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: nothing but a song sung in silence T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You female vampires are weird. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: weird yes T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: invested in human emotion no T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls a silver medallion from his belt and holds it. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: your opinions mean nothing T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah and I have a carved silver amulet here... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Better keep your distance. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: and silver falls under the realm of night and the magick of the moon T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But this one is carved with meteorite and holy magic. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: As far as I know...You Vampires don't like flaming holy silver T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: dont you know gold is the true color of the sun. made to remind man of his connection with the gods during the days of eden T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I ain't a man. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a wolf. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: besides you are not pure of heart T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The only thing that makes me pure is my love for my wife. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing more nor less. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: there is the blood of the innocent upon your hands T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes...There is... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: though you are not worthy i will give you the honor... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was in self defense. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What kind of honour? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: tsk tsk T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts his hand on the back of his coat. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: not up to the challenge i see T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A monster-hunter vs. a Vampire... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My dear...You better run... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: it is not just blood T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: but spirit that i feed upon T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: i hope you have a vorpal! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The only spirit you will be looking at is the dark one's in hell. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out his crossbow and loads it with a golden carved bolt. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: that's funny T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya fires the crossbow at your head. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: send me home hahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls his silver sword which emits dark red symbols carved on it. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come at me little bloodsucker T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk screams as her head explodes splattering blood upon the walls. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah...damn... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a little ball from his pocket and throws it at you. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya closes his eyes as the ball explodes and burns you. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk pulsates and glows with light as her head begins to grow back... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: BURN! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk and another head and another... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws yet another fire bomb on you. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: you think I'm real hahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dashes infront of you and starts slashing you to pieces. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: i told you the mad piper would drive you karazy..... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't go mad! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes one of your body parts and chains it tightly preventing it to grow back. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: hahaha physical bonds cannot hold an astral vampire T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Astral my butt! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya quickly carves a rune on the chains holding the arm. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk pulls a tiny lamp out of her pocket and begins to polish it. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Polishing with one arm...Funny... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok... umm...I am way too old for this. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk laughs as a horrendous mist begins to fill the room. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops a smoke bomb and disappears. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: damn T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: no one ever wants to play.. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: if this wolf is anything like those masaki ninjas.... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dashj barks like a dog. GO DAWGS SIC 'EM!!! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk runs at full speed. vampires do not like dogs that remind them of hell hounds... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk conjures a giant slab of bacon. good thing dashj feeds his dogs well! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: I'll be back you cowardly little rejects l T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye emerges victorious from realm of the entwined dimensions T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...is what i would like to say... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye dusts off his cloak angrily trying to remove unwanted stains as Ruru trots happily next to him T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye faces the hole in the air and grabs hold of it to closes the rift that he came in from T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, that was fun. I hope they wont bother us anymore T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now... for main event T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You are splashed with blood from Greeneye as his skin is slowly peeled away by Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what the hell!? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumps backward and evades T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hearing a strange sound you turn to see Greeneye being taped up to the wall by Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon tickles Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what was that for? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redd: ahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin snickers at his own evil thoughts. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon: Entertainment. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon: OHMYDERP A giant shadowy navi just woobled you in woobleville T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye blinks out of the situation T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, im not an entertainer T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: but it rather looks as if im a volunteer T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon licks Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, ok. i taste nice. now stop licking before i wear out T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away in the other direction looking for hunt T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, now lets see if i still have my skills T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon beats Greeneye senseless with a Clue-by-four. Greeneye is enlightened. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon is scaring Greeneye with his pogo stick again. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye falls over face first and stays there T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon clutches at his chest and falls over dead. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gets back up and pokes Noumenon T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: are you dead? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not yet? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye kicks Noumenon T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmmm... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walks away pretending he didnt see anything T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i totally didnt do that T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon: Hood Up, Head Down, Knife close, Spells closer, Forever pushing, Always moving. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon SMACKS Greeneye upside the head, wonder what he did. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what was that for again?! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon: Fun. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now ill get going T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon screams in agony as Greeneye's landmine explodes, tearing his leg off! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon is startled and yells, "Eep!" T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Ha! gotcha! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon makes a rude gesture at Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon spits on Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow... really? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sticks Noumenon in a garbage can and rolls him away! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon: Just using the socials at my disposal. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i dont know much socials T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Is that a Moose on Noumenon's helicopter? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon munches messily on a large turkey leg-- what a pig! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... that was a bit entertaining but i must go T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye vanishes after saying his goodbye T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims down his crossbow sight. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina blinks innocently. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: YOU!!! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: YOU!!! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Me. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya aims his crossbow at you. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin: Her! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: eeek! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I thought you were dead... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya turns to Marikk T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: I have been dead for a few hundred years. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: YOU! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: But no, still here T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin THWAPS Irya for being a moron. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps slashing away at Marikk. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Pub's been travelling through Alagh the Blood Lands for a while T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk will eat your heart! yummm soyent green... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die Die Die Die! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Bloodsuckers! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: That's racist T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon starts to talk to themselves about his true love. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: And after I always fed you too T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Your eyes bulge at the sight of Noumenon peeling his clothes away in front of your eyes. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon skips a light Fandango. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk pulls a sword from the ether and takes the defensive. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon skips around going, "La la la..." T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: and now, a stripper T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a a puppy hellhound from his cost. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a a puppy hellhound from his coat. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is...Shadow? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk eats a puppy on bread with ketchup. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk eats a puppy on bread with ketchup. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk eats a puppy on bread with ketchup. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: tasty T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I heard you vampires hate hellhounds. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: hahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Aww, no way, he's adorable T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: not puppies T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya snaps his fingers and the hellhound grows as large as a house. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How about now? T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Still cute T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: fourtunately i just Fed so they will just think I'm human ahahaha T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and points at Marikk making the dog chase after her. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Ah, Irya knows I'm vegetarian. :P T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk disappears in a puff of green smoke leaving behind a trail of slime... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Unless the finger in last night's slop doesn't count as vegetarian... then maybe no T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws a knife on Dyvina's forehead. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Was checking... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...Bye... T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops a smoke bomb and disappears. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: RUN!!! T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk reappears behind irya dealing a nasty blow to irya`s kneecaps. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina pulls the knife out and creaks her neck as the wound heals again. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: youll come crawling back T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk in a T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: He's always that grumpy T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: screw it T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Silly Irya T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: lols T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin: "Irya has left the game" T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Awww, and I was just starting to have fun T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: normally the smoke bomb is iryas exit T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: He's changed his style then :P T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: at least this channel is getting active again T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: been quiet too long lols T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: It always is when Greeneye, Irya and I are all here T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: ya not a lot of rpers left T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: a lot are strictly roleplay it seems T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: came.across an all roleplay mud one time T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin wanders in with blood soaked, matted fur, scanning for a place to sit. T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: That's gotta be a fun place to be T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin finds a comfortable position and seats itself. It looks up at Dyvina, hunger in it's eyes... "Anything to eat this eve?" T3/r7/2015-02-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin stands, clearly disgruntled, and pads out to hunt for prey, muttering something about spite on it's way out... T3/r7/2015-02-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina quietly practices her golfclap. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina hefts a coconut in her hand, looking for a target. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina points at herself screaming "STRANGER DANGER!" T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina pounces on Irya, pinning him to the ground. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: WHAT?! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: gasp! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai . o O ( why this channel? ) T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dunno... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Because! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Business has been slow T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can you get off me? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk backstabs irya! No one puts baby in a corner! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: And trolling Irya always brings customers into the pub T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: business? what sort of... business? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina nods quietly to herself. What a wacko. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Marikk!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: oh that kind? i imagined worse T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Pub business, of course T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Worse? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: No... that's only at night in the basement. But Lawrence runs that T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a flintlock and starts shooting like a maniac. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die Marikk!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina dodges elegantly before perching on a chair and eyeing the situation, amusement in her eyes. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk laughs as she reveals that the knife was fake! got ya! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so where are we... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: DIE!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls his axe and starts chopping everything infront of him. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Outside the pub, of course. Violence isn't tolerated inside, as Irya knows well T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps out the window,breaking it. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: so what happens if a fight breaks out in there? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: She can't do nothing to me!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have been in 5 fights so far in her pub. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Lawrence blinds everyone and teleports the pub, leaving them stranded until they finish fighting. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You upgraded Lawrence? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Of course, that's what I think happens, I'm never sure what he does. Or where the fingers in the pantry come from. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: He'd never fight in the pub :P He's a softy T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk sits down and asks the bartender for another drink. as usual she puts it on dexx`s tab. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Lawrence upgrades himself. He's just that cool T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: you, Irya T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya chops Marikk's ham T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya chops Marikk's hand off. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Haha! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Me...A softy...Nah. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: lmao T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: How come everyone always orders on Dexx's tab? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dolt eats the ham. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina laughs out loud at Dolt. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno that. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dexx tab? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: if your gonna make an omelet gotta chop some ham T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is that? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Nice ham, Marikk T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: is that a metaphor for something? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his axe and starts chopping the pigs. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: It's Dexx's tab. I don't think he's ever been here himself, but the tab runs just short of 5 mil gold right now T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: wait wrong pigs.... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Tab? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Pigs? Noooo T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What?! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: guess tiny tim isnt getting a new kidney after all... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Don't chop those, Lawrence uses them for his... experiments... in the basement T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya chops Marikk's head off. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i thought it would be sheep T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Here...Lawrence..Have this. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: i hope Marikk is a hydra T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throes Marikks T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws Marikk's head. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina sighs as we are all now standing in a random desert, having been... deserted... by Lawrence and the pub T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Good thing Marikk can regenerate, but now I have to find the pub again T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: I've lost it three times already T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yay T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dolt: hope you find it again T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk wonders if the pub is a mirage and orders another drink... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am becoming a father and I keep getting lost. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina gives Marikk a drink from her emergency stash in her pants. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dolt: the pub is the best place in the worrld T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Let's hope my children won't. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: I always find it again, don't you worry :) T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The Pub is horrible...I always get lost. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk: miss comm T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Irya, you know your kids will come here. And their kids, and theirs. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Irya does get lost here. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No...They won't T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: there * T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai tries to chop a cactus. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: He once got lost in The Bathroom with Bob for three whole days T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hope it Burns lol T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Ok...Allow me to tell you a story... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can I tell a story. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a lute and stands on a table. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: yea... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: what table? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Any. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: The bard's be singin'! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So...Allow me to tell you a story of Ilya Winterlace. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina watches Irya fall over on the sand. Table mirages are always funny. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya . o O ( Not me. ) T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Noooooo!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya puts a gas mask on and drowns in the sand. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: What's the mask for? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina peers around herself intently. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina wipes the wolf blood off her chin so Irya won't notice anything... T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: YOU!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have become a father!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And you shall die! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: You always say that and yet I never do T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a grenade and throws it at your pub. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Burn! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: Fireproof pub, don't think I forgot what you did last time T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina: So obviously I upgraded it T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs away with his eggs and disappears. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina watches the grenade roll around harmlessly on the floor. T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye crawls out of his sleeping bag T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SirCanada: help help! a green eye just crawled out of a sleeping bag! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: There's a ber=ar!!!! T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what, what where? T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh wait, thats me T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and packs his stuff T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye then runs out and disappears T3/r7/2015-02-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Dyvina cries out, "Mom! Please hold me back! I've had too much canned lion today!" T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye explodes out of the smoke cloud slits the guards and disappears again T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears again, whistles and walks around the corner as if he just arrived here T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh my! T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look everyone! dead guards, gather up and look at them! T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye avoids the gathering people and disappears into the crowd of people again T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears again on the other side of the crowd with new armour T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... i should have gotten some jewelery to go with this... T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i can always buy one T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye juggles around a bag of gold coins that he newly got T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes a hammer and starts looking at a book called "How to be a good Daddy" T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Step 1: Build a good baby bed. T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes some random pieces of wood and starts hammering away at em. T3/r7/2015-02-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Marikk plays the part of supervisor and takes a union break. T3/r7/2015-02-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: tiny dinosaurs roam the valleys squawing and screeking and scaring hungry coyotes T3/r7/2015-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BigBadWolfie enters, sniffing around, looking for prey. T3/r7/2015-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BigBadWolfie y T3/r7/2015-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BigBadWolfie eyes Noumenon T3/r7/2015-02-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) BigBadWolfie: Yo.. T3/r7/2015-02-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness dance around Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider enters the room, looking for possible loot. T3/r7/2015-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider: Now, where could everybody be? T3/r7/2015-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider enters the room with guards not far behind. T3/r7/2015-02-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider: Can anyone hide me?! T3/r7/2015-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Vixxen mews softly. T3/r7/2015-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Set Always Vixxen stretches out in her chair behind the bar. "Slow day." T3/r7/2015-02-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) SickleHammer: sometimes T3/r7/2015-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Geez, another slow day? T3/r7/2015-02-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I need me some advertising! T3/r7/2015-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen goes, "Whee!" T3/r7/2015-02-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I always miss Irya these days, damn. T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica appears to Vixxen in a vision as Irya T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen blinks innocently at Arnica. T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: That'll do, I suppose T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica as Irya says that he needs to take the mission to the next level, and with a wink invites Vixxen along T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Omg, no, Irya hates me, he'd never say that :P T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: it is a plot switch T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Good point T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: lets get you good and entangled before he returns T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Best plot twist ever T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Entangled? T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: That sounds... Terrifying T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica: or wonderful T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Arnica as Irya grasps Vixxen's hands and leaps into the chasm, leaving everything to faith T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I don't like chasms... Oh wait no it's OK, I can fly T3/r7/2015-03-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen locks the pub and yawns. Time for bed. T3/r7/2015-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah looks around. T3/r7/2015-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin peers intently at Kazoiah. T3/r7/2015-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah looks baclk confusingly. T3/r7/2015-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin sits down and thinks deeply. T3/r7/2015-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah wonders T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Kne and Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround FairyTail and Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya travels through a heavy snow storm. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drops his backpack down on the snow and starts digging through it. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a flare and activates it. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya throws his arm back and throws the flare with full strength. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Pernicious Menolin and Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You are splashed with blood from Pernicious Menolin as his skin is slowly peeled away by Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon tenderly caresses Pernicious Menolin. T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin chants, "I pledge myself to darkness! Those who oppose us" T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pernicious Menolin chants, "shall be destroyed by the power you and I possess!" T3/r7/2015-03-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon is engulfed by a MASSIVE explosion from Pernicious Menolin's Dragon Slave. T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah looks around T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon has mutated into the form of Eukanuba to pull out their Sacred Banana! T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah looks at the mutation in awe T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Swirls of darkness surround Kazoiah and Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You are splashed with blood from Kazoiah as his skin is slowly peeled away by Noumenon. T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah screams as his skin is peeled away T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kazoiah blacks out T3/r7/2015-03-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider sighs. T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen cackles gleefully as she chases Irya around with an ugly stick. T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell Vixxen? T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who are you? T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: MUAHAHAHA T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I DO WHAT I WANT, WOLF-BOy T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh it's you T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How is the pub doing? T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Apart from the fact that Lawrence went on a two-day strike because we had too much debt to pay his salary, it's doing just fine T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah he needs pay?! T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Since when? T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: He gets two gold coins a week so he can buy figurines for his collection T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And he stumbled upon a expensive one? T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: And the one he wanted most that week was 80 coins, which he would have been able to afford if we paid him that week T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Then the last one got sold out and he couldn't get it T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: He was upset. T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Remind me not to work with you T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I am WONDERFUL to work with! T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Just ask the troll cleaner upstairs T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Once, I gave her ten coins extra because she said my hair looked nice T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You are terrible T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Am not T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I am wonderful T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: That's why I had a whole five customers last week T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: It was a new record. Went on the wall and everything T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Right next to the hole you punched when you got mad at a chess game T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen nods quietly to herself. What a wacko. T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Worst boss in the world T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Why? :O T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You made poor Lawrence mad T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Only that once T3/r7/2015-03-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: And I bought him a similar figurine anyway T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on the very edge of a platform on a moving train. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol nudges you. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens his pocket watch and looks at the picture of him Kalaya placed into the left side of the opened watch. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aaah! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who the hell are you?! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya points excitedly at Mommas Boy Devol! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmm...Must be my imagination. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks back at the watch and gently runs his finger over the picture. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peers intently at Aarduous Menolin. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Excuse me? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin interrupts Irya's leveling with a bunch of useless tells and other spam. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who is that? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya shakes his head. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks back at the watch. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: A girl's name, Irya is! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm...Afternoon. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I WILL KILL YOU!!! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin snickers with Tricksy Bamboo about their shared secret. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya cuts Bamboo into pieces. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Die you damn plant! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: You cut one shoot, another two grows. Heil Hydra! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't make me wear and American Themed Shield T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin pukes on Irya. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And call myself Captain America. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because I can do that too. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Actually I think it's Jewish, with the star and all.. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nah T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You were totally referencing Captain America T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Also what is it with you people and Jews nowadays T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: "you people"??? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yeah T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Dats lacist!! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh please T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin awes Irya with his obvious Peopleness. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: All I have been hearing the last couple of days is Jewish jokes T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What did they ever do to you?! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am talking to a plant and a lame Vampire on the back of a train. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: About Bad Jew,racist jokes I have been hearing multiple times in the last couple of days. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is next? Black man jokes?! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: How 'bout Irya jokes! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Been hearing those since day one. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin wonders why... hmm T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is Dyvina and her pub...I miss that ugly place already T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Where is she anyway? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: You scared her into namechanging T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did I now? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What is her new name? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: Like I'll tell you! T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin goes, "Heh." T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Is it Vixxen? T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Since there is a Vixxen married to her spouse T3/r7/2015-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So yeah...Vixxen...Much better than Dyvina I think T3/r7/2015-03-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Suggestive Wink: 45 T3/r7/2015-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2015-03-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody here? T3/r7/2015-03-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Why do I always miss Irya? *sad face* I haven't trolled him in FOREVER. T3/r7/2015-03-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Irya, get back here! T3/r7/2015-03-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) HelpMe flops about. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: hey T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: how do you do this channel.. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): you're doing it T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): that's all there is to it T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nevela: actually failed T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin goes "WHEE!" and dances around KillerMax. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax pokes Aarduous Menolin in the ribs. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pokes KillerMax in the ribs. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin chants, "I pledge myself to darkness! Those who oppose us" T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin chants, "shall be destroyed by the power you and I possess!" T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya is engulfed by a MASSIVE explosion from Aarduous Menolin's Dragon Slave. T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: i set off meno's death chant with a poke... T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: You wish you had a death chant :P T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: i do T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: i think i made everyone hate me T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You sang what? T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: dont search it up T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) KillerMax: if you do, good luck T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shore: I lay down in a patch of sun by a pond T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shore: "Ahhh. nice warm sun...." T3/r7/2015-03-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elchanan looks at you ponderingly. T3/r7/2015-03-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody around? T3/r7/2015-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Seih: emote looks around hopefully T3/r7/2015-03-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Qbano: emote raises an eyebrow to that motion T3/r7/2015-03-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Seih looks around quizzically T3/r7/2015-03-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody here? T3/r7/2015-03-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up his shack full of weapons. T3/r7/2015-03-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What to pick? T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: hmmm T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens his backpack and looks at the different weapons he has. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sits in his usual tree eating his usual apple. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Neji! T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Sup! T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nothing you? T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Meh.. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles and calls his dog. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: eeerr, Shadow right? T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes :) T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: whhoo i have one badass memory :) T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye you do T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji pets Shadow and gives him a cookie. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh he does like cookies T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But he must go on a diet if his stiches don't fit he will fall apart T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: What did you do to the poor guy this time T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He was like this always T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji comforts Shadow T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: hmmmmmm T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji gives Shadow his special apple. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Come on mate he will become fat T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: its an apple. its god for him T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: good.. T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes but you just gave him a cookie T3/r7/2015-04-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Soooo T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits infront of a small campfire and lays down a weird alchemy set and starts making potions. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: is some of those for me? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Wolf potion...Bloodroot, Njanhar, Moonlaar. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Hmmm T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am trying to make potions T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: is some of those for me? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: These will kill ya T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It will bring you to an overdose and kill you. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But since my whole entire bloodstream and nerve system is genetically improved I can drink them and have less consequence. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Like a nosebleed, headache, stomachache or overall agression T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: ... lostening issues? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hm? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Monster-Hunter...Genetically improved super soldier T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hunt Monsters for money and to protect the innocent...Money is first place though :) T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Overly pride? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And also during wars I am called upon to help the side that gives me the most money T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes I am proud...For surviving genetic mutation T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That 1 out of 100 people can survibe T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: survive* T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at Shadow as he grinds the plants down. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks back at Neji. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji looks at Shadow and goes 'Hard live living for an ignorant hey?" T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No he is the one I picked from The Kennel T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Monster-Hunter who does not gain increased scent mutation must get a dog T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow was the smallest amongst all the dogs T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I picked him because he used brains instead of brawn...And when I ordered him to go near the grinder which all of the bigger dogs were afraid of he went next to it. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow the Underdog T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji comforts Shadow and goes 'I can only imagine your paim' T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Some dogs went up to my shoulders in size while Shadow is slightly taller than my waist T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: He is the best dog a man could ask for...He'd follow me to Hell and back. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And we quite literally did. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya finishes the potion construction and puts the liquid in a small flask. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya he puts a small stamp on the potion with a drawing of a wolf. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Done. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya removes the belt full of satchels across his torso and lays it down infront of him, while there Irya also starts picking through the pockets checking if everything is in order. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Uhhgggggg T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok...Gas bombs, check. Ripskin bombs, check...Ok... T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: you seem like you are gonna kill T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Fire bombs, Silver chains, One-handed crossbow, Silver bracers. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Flintlock, Shock bombs, Torpedos...Oh I love Torpedo traps. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: i love shrapnel traps T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: We call em torpedo because when someone steps on it...It breaks their legs and it launches blows them up T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: oooo T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh yeah...Shrapnel grenades, The Hook, Lantern trap T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And finally shurikens and throwing knives...Yup I got everything. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am hunting a Skrecher T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A Skrecher is a human turned inside out...quite literay T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It has wood-like spider legs and it is a parasyte found in wood. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: eewww T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And it is extemely fast T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Still eeewww T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And the only way to kill them is to hit em with a silver sword and stick your hand inside the wound and start ripping it out T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Still eeewww T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You heard me...Sticking your hand inside the wound and start ripping it out T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: So I am readying. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is inside a mansion over this hill. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: Still eeewww2wwwwwwwwwwwww T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That monster is disgusting and dangerous T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: sorry but im not gonna help you with that one T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't need your help. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh and the Ripper...Cannot fight a Skrecher without a Ripped T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh and the Ripper...Cannot fight a Skrecher without a Ripper T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The owners of the manor are paying me 200.000 gold to kill this little thing. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And in graves if the graves are not sealed correct. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: mis T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: thats a crap load T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Aye T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya packs up all of his things and whistles at Shadow making him stand up and immediately follow him. T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes Shadow by his collar and pushes him ahead making Shadow run towards the manor while Ilxa is behind him T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ilya* T3/r7/2015-04-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji looks at Shadow and goes 'Sup Falgore!' T3/r7/2015-04-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Goodie T3/r7/2015-04-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides a magnificent black horse that is carrying a huge spider head on it's backside. Next to Irya is Shadow following his master. T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Irya, there you are. What's all that blood about? T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How about you leave me alone? T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: No, I haven't seen you in a decade or so. T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Business has been too quiet. T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Can't you see I am trying to hang about with my wife?! T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My time is better spent with her! T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Not really. T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: I kind of... Didn't see her there T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good no leave me alone T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: now* T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Honeymoon suite's on the third floor, but remember to watch out for the rats. T3/r7/2015-04-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My time is better spent with my Cherry Chocolate Muffin than a bloodsucker like you Vix T3/r7/2015-04-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Silently Shaya: hi! T3/r7/2015-04-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen yawns. T3/r7/2015-04-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala stretches luxuriously. Kinda makes you want to, doesn't it? T3/r7/2015-04-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Drinks for anyone? T3/r7/2015-04-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen: Guess not :P T3/r7/2015-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slides down the snowy slopes and hits a black and lifeless tree. T3/r7/2015-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I hate damn mountians. T3/r7/2015-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks up as Shadow slowly descends next to him. T3/r7/2015-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya opens up his belt and takes slowly takes out a long brown wire and ties it across his cold hands T3/r7/2015-04-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya ties the wire onto the lifeless tree and grabs Shadow by the collar T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RangerLyze: @pssssst calling all rangers, rangers over , we have a hit on grizzled ranger in forest of lidnesh, responsible for the end of poaching. should we carry out the hit ? T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RangerLyze: "campaign" :p T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: Why leave a Thief's job to a Ranger? T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RangerLyze: ill take him out with one arrow , im just conflicted to kill my mentor ! T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: If your mentor is a Lid'nesh Ranger, you need to re-evaluate! I mean, one arrow? Too easy... T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RangerLyze: He was, but hes an old man now. he aches in his upkeep of the forest, its not meant to last in this cruel world. T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin: Allow a Ninja to show you? T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RangerLyze: no ... it is done. T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin disappears into the shadows muttering "...the weak shall die off to make room for the strong..." T3/r7/2015-04-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aarduous Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-04-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Devout Duvala extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kisses Kalaya. T3/r7/2015-04-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs Kalaya and begin to tango passionately, they can surely cut a rug. T3/r7/2015-04-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya walks down the forest carrying two small wolfen babies on his back. T3/r7/2015-04-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya whistles appreciatively. T3/r7/2015-04-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Lucky day! T3/r7/2015-04-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wars: Quack quack im a duck T3/r7/2015-05-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis yawns, gazing about. T3/r7/2015-05-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen yawns. T3/r7/2015-05-07.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis yawns T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis sets himself down on the ground, grumbling about fatigue and tiredness. The lizard awkwardly pauses, emitting a sneeze, then continues his grumbles. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis sighs, not realizing how incredibly lonely it was around here. He peers into the void T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba: ;smiles as she glances around. "Hello?" she asks. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis yawns quietly, gazing quickly towards Jiba. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba senses some life and waves, "Hello." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis sets aside his mace, smiling towards Jiba as he casually waves. The lizardman paladin quite content in his sitting position against the wall. "Merry meet," greets the lizard, "How are you?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba stops for a moment and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. She tilts her head and says to the lizardman, "I am well. My name is Jiba," She smiles, "And how are you?" She looks towards her right and looks at a bridge to a catwalk. "Hmms..." she muses. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin extends clawed hands to either side of his body, throwing his head back in an ethereal howl. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba hears a howl and it startles her. "Oh!" she says, "What was that?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis nods slowly, "I am well, Jiba." He follows her gaze towards the catwalk, the lizard finding it interesting he hadn't noticed it before. Then again, he had been resting after questing so much. He stood, his dragonbone armor clanking softly. Grabbing his mace of destruction, he slid it into the holster on his belt. He made a motion with his hand towards the catwalk, "Where's it lead?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis blinks, "I do not know. It sounded foreign, beastly." The paladin briefly places a clawed hand to the hilt of his mace. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba says to the lizardman, "I think it leads to a prison complex." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A macabre Sonet lights a fire in hopes Menolin will stay away from it. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Light fades. Solo Mid Menolin disappears amid swirls of darkness. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis grunts towards the howl again. It was farther away than before. Idly he watches towards the forest in the distance, then looks to Jiba. "A prison? Here? Interesting." He smirks, "Should we explore it?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba laughs softly, "I suppose, though I am looking for someone in particular. I wanted to be in and out of here, but alas, I am a bit lost." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin appears suddenly before you. His blood soaked fur and crazed eyes startling you. What can he want? T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis chortles, about to say something until an instant later a figure appears before them at random. Having little time to react, he lifts his dragonbone shield and withdraws his mace. "what sorcery is this?!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin turns his gaze to Drakomis, "You seek the shrouded one?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis tilts his head, then looks at Jiba. "Is he talking about you?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba raises a barrier around herself as she sees the blood soaked creature. Fear flickers in her hazel eyes then is quickly replaced with curiosity as she gazes at it then at the lizardman. "I do not know," she says. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis motions towards the beast, "Go on then, explain yourself." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin continues, "The Shrouded One, he was once, long ago, trapped in the bowels of the prison which you now scout." (sorry crappy connection) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: (np) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: and then T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis thinks for a moment, then shakes his head slowly. "No, not I, I but rested here unbeknownst to the true nature of this area." The lizard still maintains his posture, if only briefly, before relaxing and slowly lowering mace and shield. "Pray that you shall tell, then, beast." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol: no more and then! T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: and then!! T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: and thennnnn! T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin motioning to a lone mountain peak, surrounded in ominous clouds, he expains, "The Shrouded One, or Kerathuul, as he was once known, resides upon yonder mountain top. Be warned though, he does not wish to be sought out and thus the journey ahead will be perilous." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba ponders the blood soaked being's words as she listens. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: Hey.. when I type in here.. is my name shown after typing rp? T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin eyes the two adventurers with a bemused look. "Do you seek The Shrouded One, younglings?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): yes T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: or do I need to include it T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis slowly sheaths the mace on the holster to his belt, lowering his defenses as he places a hand to his hip, posturing in a relaxed manner. His tail idly sways as he looks to the mountain, then back to Menolin. A swift gaze to Jiba after the question was made from the beast. "It does sound tempting..." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba asks as she exits an elevator. "A mountain top?" She says to the Lizardman, "Yes. It sounds like an adventure, for sure." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis smirks, eyeing the eldar up and down before looking back to the beast. "It is decided. An adventure by two new friends shall be sought today. Give us the details, beast!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin warns the two with a sullen expression: "Know this, Keratuul has been known to take on the form of a fearsome Wyrm, and he has enchanted the surrounding forest, that all which lives therein has been driven mad with bloodlust." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: questioningly looks at Drakomis, and wonders what species he is. There is just no telling what type of species has a tail, especially since his only indication that Drakomis really does have a tail, lies no further than a few lines of white text on a black background. It is somewhat representative of shining bright stars, on a nice cool winter evening. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba nods and asks, "So it is near the Prison, this forest?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis looks to Jiba, then the beast. Staying silent. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin draws deeply from a strange pipe and recites and archaic chant to grant Drakomis and Jiba sharper wits and boulstered confidence. "Firstly, the Lake of Despair lies to the South. Take great care while crossing so as not to lose mettle..." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) The Jerk Fiendish: potato potato potato potato potato potato T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: begins taking mental notes. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis begins taking mental notes.* T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin smokes from his pipe yet again, with seemingly endless lung capacity, eventually continuing: "Once you have traversed said lake, you will be met by ceaseless darkness. Do not be fooled, this is the Vast Woods in it's natural state, the inhabitants of which are naturally sly and elusive." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba: These are not the same as the creatures who have the bloodlust? T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin slides the pipe into an old, worn out satchel. "To maintain bearing in this natural maze, you will require a guide. Naturally, I offer my services to you in this regard, if only out of curiosity for your success." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: eyes the beast, then Jiba. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin nods at Jiba. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: (I'm not able to respond to your tells, menolin. Says there's no player of the sort lol) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis looks to Jiba, "What do you think?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba: I think it sounds like an adventure. I would like to go. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin scans the horizon, ears darting back and forth. "Be swift in your decidings, the prison guards are about." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis looks further out, then clears his throat. "Very well," he says after a momentary silence. He begins to walk towards the catwalk. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin with a concerned look in his eye, sniffs the air and says "Be you on your way then. I shall await you on the Southern bank of the Lake. Good luck with your crossing!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Light fades. Solo Mid Menolin disappears amid swirls of darkness. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis nods towards the beast. "Fare thee well until then." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis pokes jiba. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba jumps as she is poked. "Yes, yes, I am ready. I was just getting supplies." She nods as she is sorted. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis smiles! Excellent! He proceeds down the catwalk, hand resting on the handle to his mace as he cautiously looks about. "You know," he says idly, "i forgot to write down where we were supposed to go." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin romps through the Vast Wood, slaughtering freely. A scent of blood carries on the breeze. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba laughs softly and gestures towards the distance. "See that clearing there? I believe that is the Lake that we seek." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis peers into the distance. A light fog was disappaiting up ahead. He nodded slowly, "Yes I see it. Not too far a walk." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis crosses onto solid ground, traversing the rest of the distance. Occasionally he looks back to ensure Jiba is still there. It was uneventful, and the lake of dispair was ahead. It seemed this adventure wasn't as horrifying as was made out to be. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba continues walking in silence for a while as she studies the way they are heading. A sudden feeling of heaviness surrounds her and she sighs softly. "We must be getting close. I feel a bit of despair upon me." She looks at Drakomis and asks, "Do you feel it?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis idly grunts, he didn't feel a thing but boredom. He shrugged while walking. "Not really. My scales feel kinda damp due to the dew." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba shivers and nods, plodding along until she and the Lizardman arrive at the shore. The air was indeed damp. She quickly braids her hair though some loose tendrils stick to her cheek. She asks, "Did he say that he would meet us here or across the lake?" She scans a bit of the nearby shoreline. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin emits a triumphant howl from the far side of the lake. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: looks about, "I think across the lake, along the shore somewhere." He replies, pointing to the west. He continues in that direction, careful to not get to close to the water for fear of something ... surprising him. He stops briefly, hearing the howl. "yep, that way." Continuing. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba nods as she follows Drakomis. Walking through the brush fatigues her, but she tries to keep up with the Lizardman's long strides. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis looks behind him several times, but not until the last did he notice how she was struggling. He sniffed, then cleared his throat as he slowed and found an area of the shore to sit. His tail made a circle between two logs and rocks, and he took off his backpack. "Let's take a break here," he said as he produced a water canteen and food ration, grabbing an extra for her as he handed it off to her. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin sends a specre of himself to aide the two. It speaks in a ghastly tone, "do not fall privy to the cries of the damned. They are trapped under the lake's rippling surface, and want nothing but for you to join them!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis showed no visible signs of being assailed by such things, but internally he was struggling. As a paladin he was well trained in dealing in the affairs of metaphysical warfare. However, even he had to admit the strain of trying to drown out the screams and cries of horror was getting to him. He continued to eat his ration, nodding towards the spectre. "I can make it," he mumbled. He looked to Jiba, to see if she could. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba shivers as she takes the rations, offering a soft, "Thank you." Her nose twitches as she listens to Menolin's voice while glancing over her shoulder towards the lake. She says nothing as she eats the food. With each bite her energy returns. She looks at Drakomis after swallowing her last bit. "It is the physical that strains," she explains. "I have a mental barrier that I raised when I first felt their despair. They are but feathery and light touches against it. I am fine." She nods and smiles at him. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis nods, visibly satisified with this answer. "That is good. We all have out struggles, I just worried." After some time of resting, he packed his things, offering a hand to help Jiba up (being careful not to slice with his claws). T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin: A maniacal cackle and a resounding BOOM echo from the lone mountain peak, as if sensing the impending guests. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba looks pleasantly surprised by the hand up offer and places her small hand in his and is pulled up. She remarks, "Very true. I would lessen your burdens if I could." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis had a slight flush to his scales near his eyes. The food, perhaps? Either way, he doesn't explain it, making sure she was standing before releasing her hand. He continues towards the area across the lake, hearing the cackle and boom not several minutes later. "seems were expected..." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba heard the same cackle and boom, pauses then asks, "Perhaps the creature....?" Her voice trails off as she follows Drakomis, her hand reaching for her whip, just making sure it was there. Her braids starts to come unloose but she pays that no mind, her concentration extended outward around the both of them. Listening. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: replies with, "Perhaps," but his expression betrays him. He continues forward, unsheathing his mace, but not raising it to battle readiness. The lizard seemed more concentrating on the journey than the end result, looking everywhere for their beastly adventure guide. Finally reaching the point where he'd assumed the beast meant to find him at. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba whispers, "This must be the place." She turns to look towards the forest thick with trees. She extends her concentration towards it and flinches before turning to Drakomis, "I suppose we wait then." She gestures towards the forest, "That must be the forest the creature spoke about." She rubs her brow absently. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin emerges from the Vast Wood, and greets the two. "Ah! Good of you to have made it! Now for the next task. You see, this forest was once my home. Luckily for me, I left for adventure before Keratuul took up his new residence, and in his paranoia made it a darker place than what it was..." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis watches Jiba absently until noticing her reaction to looking at the forest. He looks towards it, then her, before finally seeing the beast. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba curtsies politely towards the creature. She listens to his tale. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis also listens, though shows no signs of politeness. He simply watches. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: spontaneously appears from the ground, after a blast of wind comes through. It starts out as sand and dust particles, then slowly, dried leaves start whirling around in all kinds of directions. The leaves start spinning faster, this time in a more circular motion. The speed of the rotating leaves keeps getting higher and higher, until eventually the leaves are spinning so fast that the leaves were no longer visible. Immediately after, a dark cloud rips across the, and with it, came a loud crash, and in came a very powerful lightning bolt, that had enough force to cause the ground to tremble within 70 kilometres. You see a bright white flash, and you are momentarily blinded. The pain in your eyes is unbearable. The pain was so agonizing, you became very disillusioned, that you had no clue where you were. Your sight regains, slowly but surely. An orange frog, wearing a black top-hat, also wielding in its hand, a wand of some sort. At first he appears happy to see you, as if he were going to befriend you. M T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin continues, "The first thing to bear in mind when attempting to journey through The Vast Wood, maintain focus on your goal, and not your surrounding! If you falter, you will notice the trees moving and then understand why such a small forest can be so Vast." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: snorts. "hallucinations," he quirps. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis snorts. "hallucinations," he quirps.* T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin startled, looks to Jiba, "Have you ever had such an encounter?" he asks. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba blinks a few times, very startled by said hallucinations then turns her attention by to the creature. "Not recently, no," she replies to his question. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: looks to the forest, then at the beast. "I've dealt with sorcery of the sort. Mushrooms, dust, other things. Always has an explanation. If it doesn't, that's when I'm scared." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: hm T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: (I keep forgetting the semicolon) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin shrugs dismissively. "Curious... I do wonder what that was all about. Not often that a group such as ours would experience a shared hallucination." His ears twitch and his nose scans the breeze, "Dark things lurk in yonder shadows, let us press onwards." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: realizes that he should not have made a scenario of that length, and what was shown was only a third of it, and accidentally cleared off the rest. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis smirks. Frogs with tophats didn't scare him. Internally he's having a laughing fit. He begins walking toward the forest. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba follows behind the other two, staying close to them. She keeps her eyes on the creature's back, careful not to glance at the forest, remembering his words. She tries. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin rears up in a defensive stance. "Drakomis, Jiba, a band of stealthy Saytrs approaches us swiftly from the East. Make a call, defend the attack or evade to the West?" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) TearsOfAnger: reassures Drakomis that this frog was not just any frog. It has the powers and capabilities beyond anyone's imagination. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis is pretty much tripping balls as he watches the tree-line sway back and forth. The beast was right, this is great. He blinks several times, clearing his vision, but only partially. He grunts, raising his mace. He has the feeling to say something unnatural like, "come at me bro", but instead says, "ready!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba refreshes her barriers and wields her whip. Her braid had come nearly loose and a breeze feathers at her hair and she says, "Defend," her voice soft but firm. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis quickly enters a defensive stance, raising his shield. Somehow he was able to see through the vast array of trippy colors in his vision. Was it that frog that did this? Probably, he did stare at the light as it flashed. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin nods decisively and brandishes a massive hammer, you wonder where he had kept it this whole time... Preparing to ambush the attempting ambushers, he leaps to a tree, one claw digging into the bark of the trunk, prepared to swoop down on the unsuspecting Saytrs. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin sniffing the air carefully, looks down to Jiba and Drakomis. "Stay put, I will flank them from above when they try their assault. My guess is that there is about six of them, though their troupes rarely reach more than five." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis nods, beginning to kneel down as he watches in the distance. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin calls out, "Here they come! Brace thyselves!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis readies his weapons, briefly looking to Jiba before stancing appropriately. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin: Four Saytrs bound carelessly out from behind a massive tree trunk and within seconds are upon Drakomis and Jiba... T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba is anxious even as she nods. She does not move a muscle until Menolin calls out. An enemy comes straight at her and she whips him with her weapon. Once then twice before he comes in contact with her barrier which he batters. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin descends from his vantage point onto one of the fiends as it was about to try dispelling her barriers. As he swings his hammer at the creature, four MORE appear out of nowhere! "Seems like they have cloaks of some sort! Be vigilant and steadfast!" He shouts T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis twirls about before the first saytr gets to him, smashing his mace into the fragile skull with a sickening cccrrraacckk as brain matter and blood splatter on his armor. Before he could pull out the end of his mace from the neck of the satyr, another was upon him. He uses his shield to bash the face of his attacker, getting a few free tugs pf his weapon before he dislodges it. He pushes the satyr back with his shield, then rears his mace up and down, missing the satyr as it hops out of the way. The lizard growls. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin lets loose a viscious howl, setting the attackers off guard, and with one mighty swing, he disembowels two of the foul beings. Amidst the frenzy he explains (rather loudly), "They were never so well equipped! I suspect this is more of Keratuul's doing!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba swings her whip as she can, pausing only to use her free hand to assist with her mind thrust, the physical movement somehow helps her focus. The power crashes into one to the creatures causing it to stagger back, but then he is quickly recovered and on her once more. Again she thrusts with her mind, the strain of it, making her pale and her breathing labored. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin tosses a rejuvenating potion in a mysterious vial to Jiba, "Quickly! Consume this for stamina untold!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis lunges at the satyr, and in a very characteristic method of killing among his people, his jaws open then close around the neck of the satyr. Or tried to. The enemy did move, but not enough, instead jaws now clamped on its face. His mace arm begins pounding on the satyr, and jaws clamp tighter and tight as the screams of agony intensify from the creature ten fold until...crrrk. It falls to the ground, limp, skull cracked and body broken. He twirls around, noticing Jiba's complexion, and with a loud battlecry he rushes over to assist against her attacker. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin swings his hammer wildly at one of the two Saytrs wielding bows, crushing it's ribcage. It falls to the ground in a crumpled heap screeching cries of agony. Seeing this the other ranged Saytr decides to retreat! T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba drinks of the vial that Menolin threw to her as Drakomis relieves her just as her barrier crumbles. She falls to one knee, her head feeling as if it would split. Then the vial's contents take affect and she feels a rush of energy throughout her slender frame. She says, "Thank you," in the middle of battle as if she were thanking someone who passed her a cup of tea in a salon and raises a barrier around her with ease. She joins Drakomis, whom she notes is covered in blood and guts, and finishes off the enemy. Full of energy, she grins at him. T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis pants heavily, assisting with the finish with a swing of his mace, standing there, eyes lit on fire as if a great rage were in his heart. His breathing slows, and his eyes come back to the present as he makes note of Jiba. He slowly nods at her, "You're welcome." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin says, "Leave that one to die slowly. Not out of spite, but his anguished cries will ward off other curious creatures." T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: (I have to go guys, my apologies! Gotta drive until tomorrow, I'm a trucker. Cya soon?) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba: (Thank you for the rp. Drive safe and we can continue at a later date?) T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Solo Mid Menolin with an insane glint in his eye, turns to Drakomis. "Then we will set camp here for the night!" T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis: (Most assuredly! Thank you Jiba and Menolin!) Agrees, helping set up camp so he can rest.\ T3/r7/2015-05-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Jiba helps with setting up camp. With all her energy, she has a fire built quickly. T3/r7/2015-05-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Copperdoge: ello T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis fiddles around with his armor, having shed some of it after resting the night prior. The morning was still dark, and having awoken the paladin had rekindled the fire to provide an ambient light. It flickered off his form as he went about cleaning his dragonbone armor, his chestplate in hand specifically. His mind was totally on the task, thinking Calia and the beast were asleep. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia hears some movement as she was on the cusp of wakefulness. She rolls over before sitting up, her braid having come loose, her hair a mess. She brushes some from her face and looks around, her alertness returning as she takes in the makeshift camp. Right away she sees the Lizardman, his armor catching the shifting flames. She says hoarsely, her voice still yet to catch up to being awake, "All is well?" She searches around for her whip. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis briefly stops cleaning his armor as his head tilts slightly up, then he gazes back down at his task as he resumes. "All is well," the paladin replies, his voice rough due to the morning hours. His chest expands as he takes in a breath, letting out a long sigh as if contemplating a task. Finally, after a silence, he speaks again. "And you?" T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia sits back on her haunches and sighs as she looks around in the near darkness. She nods and she runs her fingers through her hair, trying to detangle it. Then she braids it, determined for it to not come loose again. As she does this, she takes a moment to listen. The soft sounds of Drakomis' movement, with the crackling fire... other than that, silence. A deep silence and she shivers as she finishes up. "The wolfen creature, he's not here," she states before rummaging around in her pack. She pulls out two rations, one she holds out for Drakomis. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gym Leader Mokg lets off a real rip-roarer ... a greenish cloud envelops Gym Leader Mokg! T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis takes the offered ration, muttering thanks as he sets his chestplate down. A closer look would reveal it had been clean for some time. The extra cleaning would have seemed unecessary. He goes about opening the ration, using an ebony clawtip from his finger to slit it open. Piece by piece he sets it into his reptilian maw, chewing (or as close to chewing for his race), and swallowing. The eye facing closest to Calia darts to her, then back to his food. "I noticed," he said. A few bites later and he had finished the ration, discarding the wrap into the fire. The brightness increased briefly before returning to normal. "Your hair was fine," he said. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia opens her own rations and nibbles at it. She says, "I should cut it or get a tie for it." She nibbles some more food then takes out her magical carafe and drinks some water. She asks, "Have you need of water?" She takes another sip, and peeks at the lizardman as she does so, over the rim of the carafe. After a moment, her lowers it, cupping it in her hands. "Maybe he is out scouting," she decides aloud. She pauses to listen. "It is so quiet," she whispers. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis motions at his waterskin beside his backpack, shaking his head in reply to her question. He hadn't noticed her look. He heaves a sigh again, turning as his tail sways to another resting position. Facing halfway towards her from the log he sat on, he examines her fully. Snout pointing at her so both eyes could look. After a moment he looks back at the fire, fiddling with twigs and grass as he gazed into the dark abyss beyond the fire. "Probably scouting," he mused. He sniffed idly, looking in another direction. "There is no danger to this silence. Nothing but of idle claws and swords." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods at Drakomis' words then rises with her pack in hand. She stores the remaining rations and carafe into it before taking up her whip. She paces a bit, agitated. "What should we do?" she asks him. "Wait or press ahead?" She looks at the sky peeking through the trees, "When we have more light of course..." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis watches her out of the corner of one eye, snorting under his breath. He watches the fire as she paces. Catching a gleam beside him, he looks at his dragonbone gauntlets. Picking one up to inspect their cleanliness he speaks. "In my land, patience and honor are the keys to survival. Patience for when you are on the hunt, watching your prey. Honor for when you know that prey deserves to live. A lack of these two creates lazy warriors. The warrior without patience misses his kill. The warrior without honor kills the innocent. The warrior without patience and honor become tyrants." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia stops her pacing and listens to the Lizardman intently. She lowers her eye and nibbles on her lip, considering his words. She goes back to where she had been sleeping and sits down again, and pulls out her rations and starts to eat a bit more. Now and then she pauses as if she would speak, but does not and continues to eat. When she has had her fill, what is left is returned to her pack and she tilts her head to listen once more to the surroundings. Finally, she asks, "While we wait, can you tell me of your home land?" T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica appears subtlty as just a pair of blue reflections on the far side of the fire T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis shifts his position on the log. His brownish-gold scales gently lit by the fire more visibly. "Krom?" he said, as if a question. "Far off, far away." He replied, to himself more than her. "I miss it. Many races of lizards, unity, cooperation. Not like here. Too much death." His expression changed, being somber for a moment. His eyes dart up to see a blue shimmer or reflection of something, but the fire distorted it. He let it go as caused by the fire. He continued, "The Empire of Krom is beautiful. Beaches, mountains, forest, snow. Many villages, not too many cities like here." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods her head as the lizardman speaks, her eyes reflecting the fire. She smiles softly, "I like beaches," she says wistfully as a hint of a memory comes to her. Her fingers fiddle with some twigs that she finally leans forward to throw into the fire. At that moment she notices the blue, fleeting. Her brow furrows, just for a second and then she is sitting back, again, her fingers fiddling at twigs. "What brings you so far from home?" T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo snickers as he walks along and you hear him muble about how he has travelled many moons to get here and something about his feet!! *Gasp* T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis scoffs, "Honor. Trying to find my way. Such is the custom and way of my people. When we reach a certain age, we are given a choice. Continue our families legacy, or forge our own. I chose to forge my own." His eyes distant as he continued. "My father serves in the Kromulan Army, he's a great leader. I wanted to honor him. I learned how to fight, to battle, to be a paladin. But it wasn't enough. I wanted adventure." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo walks around as his eye wander around staring at Drakomis as he set his eye on what little value your gear has, Hearing him speak "you not from these parts of the land i assume, The monster are deadly and demand more then any other, one glance and you can end up as a happy meal ." he try to re assure you that the path of a Knight is a very demanding one for those who have not conquered many. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia hears a strange voice in the area and looks at Drakomis, "It seems as if this area is not so secluded as I had thought." She looks concerned, "I wonder if they know of the danger of the Satyrs?" The area is brightening with the morning and reveals the stranger who is walking about the camp. Her mouth opens slightly in surprise and she gasps. Finally, after noticing that he is not a Satyr, she offers a polite, "Greetings." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis glances up at the newcomer, stifling a snort as he looks back to the fire. The morning light was indeed beginning to shine. The area around them was beginning to take shape and appearence as the day began to birth anew. "No I am not of this land," he said, his tone more firm, "and I am proud not to be. But thank you for the advice." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo lays waste to the dusty corners of the floor, Pondering his next words his eye stare at calia with eyes of death, The very sight of his eyes cause her to quiver as a dark chill runs down her spine cause her legs to shutter and shiver , He snickers then remarks "greeting . Stranger" T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo covers his White glowing gear behind a darken coat , His eye averting from the newly sun rays . He continues to Ask " Was your land rich in wealth and soldiers, And if so what brings you to my dearest land i call home" he rubs his chin then begins to look deep into the blaring fire as his soul catch alight for the lust to kill. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia gazes serenely at the visitor, her mind and body most unaffected by his stare. Being who she is, she takes out what is left of some rations and offers it to the stranger. "My name is Calia," she says. T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis just stares at the newcomer. "You are a very strange person. You stare at the woman as if in lust and you ask me what riches my home has. No, I don't think I should tell you." T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo remarks "No thanks, I have my own but thanks" watching him pull back his coat to bring back just a bottle of magical water then slowly bring them to his lips and run the bottle lid close to his lips as the bottle traces over ,You watch him drink the mysterious Juice as it gives off a scent of lemon you see him try hide what ever kind of wealth or noblity he may be from, "What title may you hold over your name ,from your lands" he ponders evilly T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo snickers ar Drakomis saying , "i am just curious to know what brings you, I am no strangers to People whom's countrys have faded out from being depleted" he snickers to himself lost in his deep thoughts of the thousands of monster he has slaughtered and executed with his very own hands , then grins as his faces turns down to the floor T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis snorts, yawns. "I don't think you realize how insulting your words are, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. As I said before, my history is no business of yours. I hold no land, I am simply a Paladin of Krom." He rises, stretching. "I am very tired, pardon me while I rest." After a moment he picks up his armor, heading to his tent to promptly lay down. (Sorry, I'm very tired! Your character is a bit of a hothead Lambo, haha. Anyway, night all, or morning.) T3/r7/2015-05-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia follows her companion lead and withdraws. "Good say, Sir," she says politely. T3/r7/2015-05-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin and a wild elf join in howling to Luna, the tones mixing in perfect harmony. T3/r7/2015-05-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-11.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Copperdoge: coughs loudly T3/r7/2015-05-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Drakomis prepares for trouble, but makes it double T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Imm Rumour's warpanther unleashes a mighty roar. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo lets off a real rip-roarer ... a greenish cloud envelops Tricksy Bamboo! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant , the former count of a mighty land, enters the premises with a suden regret as he smells a foul smell. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Oh, I'm sorry. Does our presence offend ye your majesty? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: It seems I am to blame. My apologies. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Just keep your.. er.. private odors to yourselves. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: No need to apologize my oriental acquaintance. Our impoverished noble needs to learn some humility. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Agreed. On another matter, have any of you heard of a rumour about a roar of a dragon, not long from now? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I have learnt it very well since my banishment from my own lands, mind you. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: No, I haven't. Perhaps we should get a party together and slay the foul beast. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Dragons are majestic creatures. Not just dumb killing machines T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: I wouldn't go around calling it a beast, much less foul. Rumour has it that it has god-like abilities, like changing one's pretitle for example. I'm sure you've experienced it when you were banished from your lands, Abberant? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: I know I have.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Not really. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Well I haven't had many experiences with this foreign land. However, the chromatic dragons are rather evil where I'm from. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A giant red dragon swoops down from the sky, landing beside Evil Imm Rumour. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Imm Rumour orders her dragon to attack Dirk, oh the horror! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Imm Rumour climbs aboard her giant red dragon and he carries her away to safety. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Now you are, mate! :D T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: That's maybe because from where you're from, the dragons don't like conversing with brutes. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk cast lay of hands upon himself, mending some of the burns. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo tells Dirk that he should have been a cleric instead. The nerve! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'm actually an inquisitor. I purge evil in the name of GREAT JUSTICE! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: ((Uh, I'm very sorry for asking, but could everybody tone down the fast typing? Hehe, it's hard playing on a phone)) T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo . o O ( Certainly! ) T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Do you now? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant smirks at Dirk. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'm sorry, am I talking to fast for a noble? I...will...slow...my...words...for...you. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant throws an icy glance at Dirk. A look like that could kill! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: An inquisitor such as myself has to deal with monologues and grand speeches from evil-doers frequently. The only way to shut their trap is a snarky comment. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Sure. Anyway.. Where has that mighty red dragon run off to? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: What alignment is a red dragon anyway? I assume they're evil. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: If it is tamed by an immortal, I'm sure it isn't. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: That would depend on the immortal. If it were the legendary Rumour, her pretitle pretty much gives her away. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Evil Imm Rumour throws back her head and cackles with insane glee! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant looks at Rumour. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: So, where is the dragon? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) WarSnail Anaristos points excitedly at a gold dragon whelp! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant whips his head around to see the whelp. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo sighs at the sight of Mrrl. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) V4 or Bust Xyzzy pets a Cunning Imm disguised as a Prickly Cactus. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant yawns and naps for a while as he floats above everybody. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: (sleeptalking) Dirk is a brute.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant smirks in his sleep. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk considers the comedic value of emptying his flask onto the nobleman. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk considers it a waste of good whiskey as he downs the last of the flask's contents. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant opens an eye to see Dirk drinking. An idea pops into his head. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Hey Dirk, mind if I have some? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Sorry mate, I'm all out. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: What am I saying? Sure you would! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo . o O ( awkwaaaaard ) T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Such a waste.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Unless you got more liquor in that torn cape of yours, I would never share a drink with you. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo casts Conjure Drink. A bottle of whisky suddenly appears out of thin air, and he hands them to everyone in the room. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Thanks Bamboo. You just saved Dirk from a beating.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Oppa! You are a good friend my brother from an Asian mother. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Eh? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: With a name like bamboo I assumed he was asian. Or at the very least really liked pandas. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: I'm actually a vampire. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: WHAT?! COME ON! I really liked you man. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Ah. What about you Dirk? Where is this land of evil dragons you come from? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Not all vampire are the same, you RACIST T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Hey, what's that suppose to mean?! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I came rather far and northeast from here I assume. I'm not certain. I wandered for about a year until I came here. At least that's what my slave master scared us with. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You were a slave? That says a lot... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I how no one in here is a filthy, dagger-eared drow or elf. I'd be honor bound to wipe you from this plane. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Say that again? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo rubs his hands together in greedy anticipation. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: You bastard children of demons sold children to a lich for copper... THEY SOLD MY WHOLE CLAN FOR A FEW SHINY ROCKS AND COPPER! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: So... I say again. Any of you kniving, dagger-eared, snoody elves and drow in here? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Do you honestly believe that I WANTED to turn to this.. this thing?! I had my family killed in front of me and I was forced out of my own lands after I was forced to go on a rampage in my homeland!! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk says, "Hi Finklestein! Fancy seeing you here!" T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Finklestein: Hss. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant glares at noone in particular. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Whatever voice speaks to me preaches salvation for the repentant... I guess as long as you're good at heart... I can tolerate you... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Sadly, my heart is of pure darkness due to my forced-onto-me race T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Then When I meet you again in person... I'll have to give you salvation in death... I pray for mercy upon your immortal soul... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo . o O ( you can do that with 'challenge aberrant' :D ) T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I need no mercy. I need compensation for my losses. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'm not ready yet. The only training I have now is what I found in a book wandering as a child. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: And I as well am not ready yet. But I will be.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Just you wait. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'll sell tickets to the duel. I'll even hire a bard to compose a song about it. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Yes. That would be nice. He could make a great song of how I suck you dry.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: That sounded so wrong on so many levels. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: Poor rhyming for starters T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I took an oath of celebacy. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I thought you night-fiends were charismatic. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: What makes you say I'm not? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Offering me...uh... fellatio... isn't very smooth. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Amazing! I didn't know they had actual liquor here! I just bought a whole caravan's worth of Iridescent Seamist! Not as strong as my grandfather used to make but not by much. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk merrily downs enough alcohol to make a dwarf black out. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica watches as a black dwarf steals all the rest of Dirk's liquor T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Oy! You wanna fukin go mate? You cyka can't even lay a finger on me! *hic* T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: Your earth -<[=-+-=]<:::<>:::> GLACIATES <:::<>:::>[=-+-=]>- Dirk! [8795] Dirk is DEAD!! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'll have you know I gadumaated top of my class! I am trained in gorilla warfare and have over 300 confirmed kills! You still want to toch mah potato liqour dwarf?! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Shrugging off the cold draft Arnica shot at him, Dirk sits down and starts humming to himself. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I have returned. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: h-10 T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Welcome *hic* back. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I see you're drunk. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Care for a gallon or two of Iridescent mist? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: He is dead drunk T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Whp gave him more liqour? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Where I come from, the word for liquor is the same for water. I bought it from a brewery nearby! I'm starting to sober up, I should drink some more. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You prefer being drunk? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant raises an eyebrow at Dirk T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: It's better than the powerlessness of being a level 5 Inquisitor. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Huh. Maybe I should drink some, since I'm a powerless lvl 1.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Plus it numbs the physical pain too! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant floats towards Dirk T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Mind giving me some? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk tosses a flask of the 125 proof brew at Aberrant. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant takes it and sips.. then hics. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I'm not so well with *hic* alchohol.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: You just drank 75% alcohol. You sure you're alright there? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: I'm *hic* fine~! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: You sure? It took me years to handle this stuff? Say... you look a little,..flush. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant grins maniacally.. Then he throws up. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Christ.. *hic* That is some strong stuff. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I think I have some ether in my apothecary bag. I hear you nobles are fond of the stuff. I learned cure wounds so I don't need it anymore. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant falls to the floor, his dark and tattered cloak's hood leaving his face for the first time... revealing snow-white hair and blood-red eyes. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: ((Man, I just made that up. My writer's instinct is kicking!)) T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: Eek a vampire! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I knew the lightweight couldn't handle it. FREE ETHANOL FOR EVERYONE! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You afraid of *hic* of vampires Arnica? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Oh shut yer trap. You'd get alcohol poisoning by just breathing in my breath. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You shut *hic* up! I am a count *hic ya know!! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: We had a childeren's book my grandmama used to read to me that had a noble Vampire. He was called "the count" and he would teach us how to count. That purple puppet could drink more than you. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Who -hic- asked -hic- you?! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kanmuru Kirua: I knew the Count, he was no fairytale... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Aren't vampires weak to fire? I could kill you by spraying this liquor over a flame and onto you. Anyone want to lend me their torch? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You -hic- mean Drac? That sonovabitch aint worth mentioning Kirua!! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: No, the purple puppet from the land of Sesame. You know the one. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant begins to calm down and regain composure. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: One sip.. rrm.. isn't so bad. I can't believe you drink this stuff so often.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I drank stronger at every meal as a child. Well... before we were enslaved by your kind. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Hey, as I've told you, I am not one of them. I was turned into one. Against my will. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: ...and I'm sure those elves were still turned against their will. Still tortured us for fun. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Elves are a different matter.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant gets up and covers his head with his cloak's hood again T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Might as well keep your robe down. Everyone who was afraid of you left. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: -sigh- I hate these blasted features that came with the transformation. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Even those who don't believe in vampires still fear me because of these.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I hear the ladies don't. Before we discovered vampires were more than a myth, the book series "Dusk" was very popular. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: You're kidding, right? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Nope. A bunch of people went to illusionists to give themselves paler skin and red eyes. Even middle-aged moms had waterfalls in their pants over these vampires. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Huh. I wish I was there.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Hell, a few even became concubines for them when they captured the town. The ring leader Dio was the only attractive one though. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant freezes at the mention of a familiar name T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Dio..? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Yeah. Dio Bran-something. I ran away when I was 10 so the name escapes me. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant grits his teeth and sits down to think T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: It can't be... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: It might just be the alcohol getting to me. When I'm at my 1st gallon down I stop being able to keep my memories straight. Oppa! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Oppa is Korean for brother right? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Oh no wait... T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Was it? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I hope not. My grandfather used to say it alot as a sort of "huzzah!" T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Now if anyone could kill a man with a fermented potato, it was him! T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Oh no wait.. It was Korean for 'father.' Yeah, that was it.. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Where are you from exactly?? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Yoohoo? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Sorry, I think I blacked out. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant: Huh. So, where are you from? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Somewhere in the far north. Where potatoes are plentiful, the women are beautiful, and it's colder than an Blue Dragon's naughty bits. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: They're the ice ones right? T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aberrant shrugs T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: After downing his probably 20th quart of Iridescent mist, Dirk shows a solemn look on his face. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Did I ever tell you that Dirk isn't my real name? It's just a name I gave myself. A super hero alter-ego. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: It was just the name of some costumed martial artist from a book I found. I'm still deathly afraid of all that goes bump in the night. T3/r7/2015-05-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I just use the name "Dirk Danger" to make myself fell all heroic. If I didn't delude myself before every battle, I'd still be paralyzed as I was as a little boy. T3/r7/2015-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Drik stumbles through the doorway. T3/r7/2015-05-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I just killed a an evil healer for fun and profit! T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago enters the building. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I can literally see the sheer amount of green on ye lad. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Come share a drink with me. Iridescent Mist? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Of what? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk hands you a flask reeking of ethanol. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Sorry, I don't drink. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: You come to a tavern and you don't drink? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: I come to socialize. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Well where I'M from, drinking is the best way to socialize. Come on, try a little. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Very well. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago sits beside Dirk and drinks T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: So where did you roll in from "Count". T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Doesn't really matter, since there's nothing left of where I'm from. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Oh come off this "jaded" bullshit. Everyone has a story here. You see that guy passed out in a puddle of his own urine? He used to be a playwright. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: [excuse me for a few mins. my mom's telling me to do my chores already so I'll quit for now] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: (You're killing me smalls.) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata stretches lazily in her seat by the fire. "Ah, do stop pestering the poor thing. Everyone is entitled to either sharing or keeping their stories to themselves." Standing, she wraps the folds of her cloak about her slim form and walks towards the door. "Enjoy your drinks, gents. This lady's got things to kill." With a small wave over her shoulder, she heads out. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: [okay, turns out I can still play a few more mins. What was your last line Dirk?] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago watches Veata as she leaves. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago takes another sip of his drink. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Don't listen to that Veata woman. Anyone who has eyes like hers either have daddy issues or are some other sort of crazy. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Trust me, as an Inquisitor, I deal with Drow Clerics on a daily basis. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Hmm... Talking crap about strangers, huh? Tsk. I should get you for that. :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Huh.. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Always spiders everywhere, or that night-fabric they have making up everything they wear or multi-colored hair. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: But she does have a point.. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: LOOK THE POINT IS...! T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: ...uh... don't stick your dick in crazy? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago coughs on his drink. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I'm too drunk to be dealing with this. Come on then, introduce yourself. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Not much to tell really.. I'm an albino born into a wealthy family, but because of my hair and eyes, I was thrown out amd disowned. I grew up in the streets until a kind nobleman took me in. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Was that so hard? I myself was enslaved along with my tribe as a boy. Damn silver-haired, dagger-eared, bloodsucking night-fiends sold my family to a lich. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: You wouldn't believe the sheer amount of vampires roll into this place laddie. Just keep a dagger in your sleeve at all times, and you'll be just fine. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Wait, let me finish.. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I thought you said there wasn't much to say? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Well.. Just listen. When the man died, ownership of his land went to me, and I took care of the house for 5 yrs until a group of bastards who call themselves vampires took everything away from me and turned me into one of 'em. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: That's all.. Nothing worth mentioning. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Wait... you're one of those fiends too? AYLA DAMNIT EVERY TIME! At the very least tell me you're trying to be good? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: I'm trying to hunt down every last one of my own kind. Well, at least the baddies of my kind. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: The only good vampire is a dead vampire. By extenstion, I guess you're actually a decent person. Just don't do what "Coldsteel" did and accept the curse like it was a gift from above. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: [Argh, pls pardon my late replies. The internet is being a douche right now] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Coldsteel? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Some purple haired freak that came in the other day. He says he graduated top-of-his-class at the Paladin Academy or something before he got turned. It's all a load of lies but he wore piked wristbands and a was covered in black leather. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: I think he also talked about his favorite band of traveling minstrels... I believe they were called "Ten Inch Tacks" or something. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: Why do vampires adore those kinds of things? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: I'd be better of in my undies than to be seen wearing dark gothic clothes. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: My theory is that the curse screw's with the cursed's mind or something. Makes them fling themselves so headlong into evil that they come out like one of those villains from the books I used to read. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: You're probably right but.. what that does make me? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: [argh, gtg.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: (Cya Nurd) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk grabs another flask from his seemingly infinite duster. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Anyone else care for a drink? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago: [back] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago takes a bottle of welsch from under his velvet cloak and drinks from it. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago looks around the place, searching for something to make his day T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CountManiago floats towards the ceiling, waiting for anyone to come beneath him so he can scare the life out of them T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster enters the building, uncertain what it is he's entering exactly. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia senses movement and looks up from what she is doing. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the female in front of him. He has never seen such a creature in all his travels. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia brushes some dirt from her hands and stands. She looks at the Drow, curious. "Hello," she offers to him. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the creature from head to toe. "Hello." he says, but not as friendly. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia takes a step back and rests her hand on her gavel at her hip. She asks, "Can I help you with something?" She tilts her head towards the south, "The City is that way." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster turns for a moment to see the city lights glimmering in the distance. "I am not fond of urban areas." he says plainly, turning back to the female. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods in agreement. For a long moment she says nothing as her mental barrier falls, shifting the air. She takes a deep breath before raising the barrier up again and asks, "So what brings you to these parts?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at his surroundings and looks away from the female for a moment. "I honestly do not know where I am," he says as casually as saying 'Hi.' T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia says, "Just a building, outside the city. I come here sometimes before I head out on a mission." She shifts her weight on her feet, her hand still resting on the gavel, but her stance is not quite so in the ready. "Well, if you are looking on adventuring around here, I suggest you go to the city and go to the Academy. It offers some helpful tools." She raises her hand and rubs her nose before brushing some loose strands of hair from her face. "Then you can travel where you like, with some knowledge." She shrugs lightly, "It is a start." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Sorry if I reply late or reply with the same phrase twice, my phone is lagging] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (No problems) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the female with eyes void of any positivity, then at her hand which rests on her hip. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the gavel, evaluating wether to strike first or see where this might lead. Either way, he prepares himself to grab at his weapon if needed. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia notices the Drow's look and smiles sweetly, "A woman can never be too careful you know." She says, "My name is Calia and I am Enlisted in the Clan Boot Camp." She doesn't hold out her hand or anything, but she continues to smile, though just slightly. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster doesn't show any sign of agreement, but speaks "Nobody can ever be too careful in this world." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster suddenly plucks his dagger out of it's sheeth in a flash. "That's why you have to always be ready.." he says flatly, holding the blade in his right hand. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia watches the Drow draw his weapon. She does not change her position and says, "Yes," in agreement. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster smirks. "Or," he continues, "lucky you met with the right person." He makes a show of piercing the dagger halfway through the ground, then he holds out a hand. "I'm called the Shadow Master." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Ah, wait a sec. I need to do something :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (ok) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Back.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia grins then chuckles as she takes the Drow's hand, "Yes. Well met," she says before stepping back, her actions cautious but not showing fear. "Really, you should take some time to go to the Academy. There are some good teachers there and it is done as a service. Then you can leave the city. Lots of lands to see." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster smiles as he looks back at the city. "I'm really not that type of guy." he says. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia says, "Ok. What kind of person are you then?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster rakes a hand through his black hair. "To summarize it," he says, "I'm the type not to befriend." He looks at the sky with an evident but controlled sorrow. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia hmms softly, "A loner then." She notes his expression and continues, "There are many of those around. You would have company, that is the truth." She looks around the nearly empty building and sees a table. She walks there and leans against it. "So what is your story, then? Mine is short and sweet, I came here to learn from the teachers of Psi knowledge. I find it quite challenging." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [???] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Ah, no wait. Wrong send.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster slowly walks toward the table. "I was supposed to be a prince," he said, looking at Calia. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia tilts her head and asks, "Oh? What happened?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo grins with displeasure as he suddenly appear out of plan sight, always there just only realized it until now, A tall Handsome gentlemen ,Wrapped in a dark cloak looks down at ShadowMaster and Ponders deeply With Displeasure, Then remarks "Greetings ,New comer" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster examines Calia once more from head to toe. "My parents were murdered and I was blamed," he said. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo gasps as he realizes what ShadowMaster did. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster ignores the sudden stranger, looking only at Calia. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo nod his head twice in agreement With ShadowMaster, then say " They didnt hang you??" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods at Lambo in acknowledgement then asks the Drow, "Well did you?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: I didn't. But it's hard to believe that when I was the only one in the crime scene.. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia says, "And that is why you are here? You had to flee or you came here to prove your innocence?" Her brow creases slightly. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: I came here because of both. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo snickers then sheepishly points to a refugee camp with a dirty laughter in his smile T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo looks around and whistles innocently. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster ignores the Triton, still looking at Calia. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia smirks at Lambo before saying to the Drow, "How do you propose to go about doing that? I mean, how will you start this quest?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo pats ShadowMaster on his head. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster smiles for the first time since getting here. "I will first look for help. This isn't something I can do alone.. That's why I stopped halfway to get a look at you while I was crossing." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia asks, "And why would I help, what would it benefit me? And him?" She gestures towards Lambo, "Will he help as well?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: I don't know about him, but I have a starnge feeling about you. It's something I haven't felt in a long time, something positive--if that's even possible for someone like me. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [strange] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Damn typos] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo smirks then glare down into calia eye and whisper something into her ear that Simply makes her giggle with laughter ,He stares up again and remarks "Im just a lonely old soul, Thats been drifting here ,My curse to constantly have to first for the blood of Monsters and Other vague creatures that wreck this Land" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia "Me?" she asks, "How can I help you?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Is that a 'yes' or a 'no'? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Join me. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: Join you in what, exactly? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Help me find my parents murderers and when I become prince again, I shall give you more than enough gold for anything that might happen on this journey. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia thinks about this for a long moment. "Ok, I will assist you as long as it does not interfere with my duties to my clan." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Ah, wait. I need to do something... Gosh, it's dinner time already?!] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (no worries. enjoy.) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Let's continue this later :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (okay) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata snickers softly from the shadows above. Gloved fingers toy with a long, inky lock of hair. "My, what a tortured existence you have... How long have you been wandering these lands then, drifter?" Orbs of slivered amethyst and sapphire observe the trio below from her perch on a thick, exposed ceiling beam. "Such serious discussions here this evening..." There was a mocking light in her eyes as they lit upon the Triton, though when they turned upon the Drow and other Eldar, she appeared to be merely mildly curious. Perhaps she seemed more curious of the female than anyone else, for it wasn't often that she chanced upon others of her kind. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Ooo, I'm too late to join in. :P] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia looks around slowly, sensing someone else. She pushes off from the table. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo Shivers as he Realize Veata soft voice bouncing off his ears, then glare up to her. he grins well his Eye wander the Room and darting everyone trying to imagine everyone Undressed but try to ignore that then gets focused into the story as he whisper to Veata "I have Slaughter ,Murdered hundreds, Thousands With a second of Thought ,The drive for my curse is so far gone that i live in fear of my own tools of destructions" ,Lambo glare down at his own daggers in utter Displeasure,Ashamed T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata keeps her gaze upon the Eldar as she turns around. There is an easy smile on Veata's lips as she leans back, hands resting on the beam now. Gaze returning to Lambo, she tilts her head. "Hm. That does sound like a cursed existence... But aren't many others cursed to walk this same plane? Have you ever sought to break this curse of yours?" Her eyes narrow, expression pensive... Though it was truth that she remained vigilant of the presence of others nearby, no matter how absorbed she might appear. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Afk a bit.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [Nod nod in a few] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: ;leans back against the table, fascinated by the other female Eldar. She smiles slightly even as Lambo speaks up his plight. After a moment she looks over towards Lambo. "Discipline," is all that she says. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Back.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [will reply after double exp :P trying to get to sh] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo snickers at Veata as he pays attention to her solf lips as she speak slowly toward him his eye glued to her silky white sink Glow ever so, He nod slowly then say "Truth is i have broken the Curse many a Time, Have travelled many Moons to cure it but like any Mine is everlasting" lambo eye drop to the floor as he slowly hides in the shadow but continue to sharpen his Dagger, Cleaning the blood and Re envenoming them for the Fight to come. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata feels the corners of her lips quirk at the single word from the other. Ah, she couldn't agree more... Instead, her eyes, which had been on Lambo flicks to Calia, then back again, and in that mere moment, conveys her amusement and a measure of respect to the female. Her voice has been a soft and soothing contralto this entire time, though how much of that was natural and how much was contrived, it was difficult to tell. The calm mask never slips from her face as she listens to Lambo some more, not oblivious to the direction of his indecent stares and thoughts, if he were one to not bother to hide those things. Perhaps her eyes are a little more cool when they regard Lambo though. "So you have no interest in truly breaking it in any case." There is a pause here. "Half of the breaking of a curse lies in the willpower of the cursed. It is a pity that for all of that effort, naught has come of it." There is a flutter in the air, and for a moment, she disappears, then reappears at a table adjacent from the ot T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Oops.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [My eyes] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata others. She really was not all that tall. Standing a mere few inches above five feet, she was slight, though well formed, and there definitely was no question of the air of capability that she exudes. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Sowwies, Lambo. xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia notes that the woman has moved closer and smiles just a little. She glances at Lambo to see what effect the Eldar female's words had on him, her hazel eyes studying him in that moment. But soon she turns back to the Eldar and says in the language of their race, "Hello, I am Calia." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster watches everything with a keen eye and a smirk on his face. The newcomer was as beautiful as Calia even though she was short. "I am called the Shadow Master." he says. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: {Rofl.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [innocent baby face XD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [*Just snickering over here.*] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster holds out a hand to the other Eldar. "Would I be wrong to assume that it is a pleasure to meet you?" He smiles at her. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Is my phone lagging or is there really no reply?] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (no reply yet) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata gives the impression of a coiled spring, filled with stored energy just waiting to be tapped and channeled. Her smile widens at Calia, and she returns by shooting a pinpoint thought at Calia instead. {Ah, we don't wish for the males to think we are speaking rudely of them, do we? Greetings to you as well. I am Veata.} Even as the thought is going through to Calia, she turns her gaze to ShadowMaster, her gaze immediately becoming a bit shuttered, though her smile was polite and not unfriendly. "Greetings, Shadow Master. I am Veata." She gives everyone a small curtsey. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo grins towards Veata as He Knows ,She has Figured out his curse and Just simply Toying with him, Lambo snickers as he continue to come closer to Veata and Whisper Soft in her ear "My curse Require me to fall in love or atleast fullfill my lust to some extent to be able to move freely" lambo Slowly nods as he try to take a few steps backward then peer slowly at Calia and then continue to try example that he has be broken enough time to just accept being alone instead of going through Another painful Heart Break. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster beams a smile at Veata. "A beauty she is.." He says as though talking to himself. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [I feel a little embarrassed that I'm only replying in phrases (-////-)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo snickers as he feels As if Shadow has insulted everyone but flirting with every Single girl within talking Distances to, Lambo Gives off a deadly Defensive grin to Shadows as he closer in to Veata ,Ateempting to ward off Shadow ,Hidden Seducing Poweres (LOL :P) . lambo announce to Shadow to show alittle respect to the ladies ,as he frown T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia nods slightly and sends a thought whispering through the air towards Veata, (It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady. And yes, that was a bit rude, but it is so rare to speak in our language since I came to this city. But the touch of minds is even more pleasant.) She extends her awareness to encompass what is going on in the room and looks at Lambo with some sympathy glistening in her light eyes. Her body shifts against the table and she looks away from him to give him privacy. But she hears that distinctive snicker and looks back towards him then to the Drow. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at Lambo, smiles at him, then says "I am sorry. Where I come from it is respect to say starightforward what you think of a stranger." He smiles at Veata again, "So when I say the Eldar is beautiful, then she most absolutely is." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata tilts her head at Shadow Master, her face solemn. "Whether it is a pleasure or not has yet to be seen, is this not true?" There is a teasing light in her eyes though. She goes completely still when Lambo moves in close, and steps away from her previous position after he backs away. "I see," she says to Lambo, "Surely you find comfort in your spouse..?" That ended sounding like a question. To Calia, she sends a flash of warmth and even though they spoke telepathically, she iterates her thoughts now in a way that is distinct to the Eldar alone. {It is a pleasure for me as well, I assure you. I must admit that it has been long since I have spoken our language with another. I am enjoying this meeting.} Her brows furrow a bit as the males exchange words, and again, she glances at Calia, this time speaking in common and aloud. "It seems that Eldar are beautiful people, Calia." She grins. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm... T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Kill? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo nod at Shadows, then stare back at Veate as he say "She belong to that of a good friend, Not that she is a object but her heart is taken and not for the taking Mate" then smile as he leans his back against the dark wall and takes his hood off revealing his pale face, Dark Emo hair falling over covering his one eye ,Snickers as he stare at Calia "how is your Day going " his face glows as he smile towards her T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster smiles menacingly at Lambo. "I have no intention of 'taking' her, Triton. I was merely stating a fact." He smiles yet again at Veata, "The lady is beautiful and I just thought someone ought to tell her." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Good Lord, so this is the fruit of all those days spent reading romance novels? LOL] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Speaking for yourself? xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: [ I like cherries ] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Tis a bad habit, I know XD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia studies Veata, her own eyes twinkling with amusement and she replies to her, "Yes, we are." Three simple words. Then she addresses Lambo, "I am well, Sir and my day is going quite well with such illustrious company." She gestures gracefully to the gathered beings. "Are not the women beautiful in your homeland?" she asks the Drow. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Yes, I know, Irya. :P] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [the fruit from reading all those adult novels :P] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Lambo, what are 'adult novels'? ;o] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: [ I know ] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo grins then tell Shadow To becareful of Double edged meanings,You notice him playing with the hilt of His daggers ,You see unease., Hois legs giving way as he sits on a magical invis Rock and ponder slowly to Him self T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [ sexual related novels???] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya punches Lambo in the face. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tinada: [Those containing adult situations, like paying bills, having to get up early in the morning to go sit in a cubicle all day, etc] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I knew you were gonna say that T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Aye, aye. I knew it, Tinada! Thank you for verifying!] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster chuckles at Calia's question. "The females from my homeland are as beautiful as blooming flowers, mind you." He says, then "But I am not in my homeland right now." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Welcome to hell Dark Elf T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Say...Where do you come from? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo remarks as he try to Inform ShadowMaster that Woman are More rarer then Getting a Blue Orb in Your daily blessing ,He snickers then smiles back at Veata as he try to make small talk Between them but try to tell a joke and flops making him blushes ,he attempts to avoid the shame. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata wiggles her eyebrows at Calia, then pulls out a chair and sits down. "Thank you for the kind words then, Shadow Master. Do you have another name we can call you by? Calling you by title seems so... Formal." She grins at Lambo. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well I have a wife :3...Lucky me T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the Wolfen who had just entered a few seconds ago. "Greetings hunter of the realm," he says "What brings you into our little situation?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was hunting a monster and I accidentaly bumped into you guys. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Argh, sorry. Lagging phone.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata motions for Irya to join her at the table. "Welcome, little brother." She smiles warmly. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am 35...Ain't little T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [what the start aard age again?] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata she chuckles, "Alright, alright. How about big little brother?" She teases Irya. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster freezes for a moment at Veata's statement. It brought back many painful memories. Still, he answered, ignoring Lambo completely. "My name is Gwordin of the Darkest Realms." Then he smiles "Gwordin for short." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [No worries, Shadow.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [how can you ignore me when i didnt attempt to do anything with you x.x] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [I curse my internet connection for being soooo cruel to me.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata is not oblivious to Shadow's reaction at her probing question. She gives him a slow nod and a small smile. "I honestly had not thought that you would be willing to give your name. I thank you for willingly answering to my curiosity." That was also her way of apologizing for being unknowingly insensitive. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Sorry Lambo! I misinterpreted your message XD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia relaxes as the atmosphere of the room warms. She smiles at the Wolfen and says, "Greetings, Sir. I am Calia." With just a little movement, she is sitting perched on her table across from Veata and she crosses her legs. She listens as the Drow explaines who he he. Some of her copper hair slides forward over her shoulders. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [why are we regarding by race btw? we racist now or something] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Nah. Just helps differentiate between characters when there are so many, without resorting to names every time. :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster scratches at his chin for a while then, not being able to resist the urge anymore, asks Lambo a question any male would ask another when there are women around. "Who do you think is prettier?" He whispers in Lambo's ear. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Oh good God, why did I do that?! XDD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo looks down at the floor as he start to wonder whom his next Victim will be , YOu notice him coating his Favourite dagger in So Green stuff, You take it best not to think to much of it as it gave off a smile of DEATH. Hearing him mumble something under his breath , his eyes head Towards the Wolfen as He greets him with a warm Welcome T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [All the romance novels you have been reading, I'm sure. :P] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [LOL soo hard] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster sees that he is being ignored, so he heads over to the ladies' table instead. "Say Calia, what did this place use to be?" He asks, trying to shake off Veata's question earlier. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia looks around slowly, her lips twisting slightly as she thinks. Finally she answers, "I do not know. A place of storage perhaps, for traders." She touches the table with her fingertips, noticing the grooves on the surface. "A place of business." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo nod rapid at Shadow then try to take into consideration as his eye instantly lock onto Veata, His eye staring his luss body up and down constantly like a Hawk as his eyes goes over ever curve and luss part of Veata body, as he makes his way up to her silk lips and ponder as her eye sparkle. without a comment he turns his Head slowly Toward Calia as he steps alittle closer ,Circling her body with his Eye. Trying to figure out how spendled her body is Compared to Veata then remarks "Ahhh" and try to avoid Shadow question with some smooth talking and say "idk" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster raises an eyebrow at Calia. "So you don't know huh.." he thinks. "How'd you come by it then?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Really, I'm embarrassed by my short replies. What you can type is limited in a phone. T^T] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata is willing to sit back and watch the others as they interact. She raises her eyebrows at Lambo as he leers at herself and Calia. Her eyes narrow a bit, a warning light appearing within the depths of blues and violets that had darkened somewhat. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Don't worry so much. It's all good. :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster suddenly felt a chill running up his spine as Veata semi-glares at Lambo. He stands behind Calia to take refuge, as well as to speak to Calia more. "So?" T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo blinks innocently as he try to take his eye off from wandering into such a mass of beautiful bodys and then states " What i didnt say anything insulting, was just comparing" he snickers with the most evilest intention ever then stretchs his arms out as a cold shiver runs down his back and you hear him give of alittle groan of restless sleep T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia shrugs lightly, "In my travels. It was raining quite hard and I came in to get relief from it. It was empty so I made it a habit to stop by when I seek solitude or just to gather thoughts." She pauses and extends her awareness throughout the building, "It is quite empty of life except those of us gathered." She looks at Lambo as he studies her and something deep in her eyes light, like a flame. She lowers her eyes to gaze at the table top again. "It is just a place." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [havent had this much rp fun in so long, feels like im reading a really good book again] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Agreed. :) That is how it should be.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster gives Calia's look at Lambo a questionig look of his own. "What was that?" He speaks softly so the others won't hear, though he knew the Wolfen could probably still hear it. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Exactly.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [if only i had known you before Tsunwu did :P dam ] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia asks, "What was what?" Her fingers still caress the table top, following the various grooves. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster shrugs. "Ah, well, nevermind," he says "No good in forcing private stuff out of anyone is what my father always said." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: stares at every one in the room with blind eyes as he try to ask "why does it feel like this is heading where i think it is going " he try to reassure you that this might not be the safest or cleanest place for that as he stares at all the sharp objects on the floor then ponders about what he will attempt to kill or whom ,Luring his sword out and peering into it intently as if it was going to answer some mysteries question he has been waiting for decades for. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: err T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Eeh?] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata just sighs and shakes her head. Why was she not surprised at Lambo's actions? She sets an elbow on the scarred tabletop and rests her chin in her up-raised palm. Her gaze turns ponderous as it fixes upon Shadow Master and his change in demeanor. Had he always been so timid, or...? She shakes her head again. Males, she thinks to herself. "Not a bad place to randomly turn up on a night such as this." Laughter escapes her at Lambo's words. "Knowing you, it is on death and chaos, is it not?" This is only a joke, of course. Well, half joke. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [so we not going to have a mud wrestling competition??] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [You were really hoping for it huh? xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: ft is roleplay pg?? or x? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: miss x.x T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Ehehe, I'm not getting much of what's been said. English isn't my first language. Sowwie -,-] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [for reals :P] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [You're doing well. :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Salamat--Thanks in my language :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: [Walang-anuman. (:] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Aha!] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: guess i gotta start rping now :P T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at Calia, then at Lambo, then at Veata, an even bigger chill running down his spine. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Ho! A fellow Filipino!] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Yes, Lambo, please. It'd be a waste not to.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo yawns as he continue to stretch out his arm then peer down at Veata watch her shake her head in disagreement then assure her that he wasnt implying any jokes as he attempt to convince everyone in the room to have a mud wrestling game, you cant help but laught at his assuming comment, His smile instantly fades away as he gets depressed and back off into the shadows again try to hide from the sun and mumbles how he hates going outdoors in the winter. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia hops from the table, her gavel scraping against the surface. It takes a moment for her to sort herself out and she lifts a hand slightly, causing a shimmer in the air around her as her barriers come up. "Excuse me, I have something that needs to be seen to." She gives a curtsey to the gathered. "I shall return," before making her way towards the entrance. There she pauses, looking left then right before she walks through. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster had not realized that the sun's rays were already making their way into the building. He slumps to the floor so the table shelters him then, after seeing the women's legs at his face, stands up and decides to just take a seat next to Calia so he wouldn't be so exposed to the light. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (oh sorry) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Haha, no worries.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (I just have to go afk) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Aw, okay. See you when you get back. :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [S'okay. See ya later.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: [Veata get my ass to sh ] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster waves a good-bye towards Calia's leaving form then takes shelter in Veata's shadow instead. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: shadow try catch us tomorrow the later tonight if possible :P thanks for the rp T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata watches Lambo as he retreats to the shadows, then at Shadow Master's reaction to the sunlight, but her attention is momentarily diverted by Calia's leaving. "Yes, safe journeys, Calia," she says. After Calia exits, she waves a hand and wooden shutters slap shut on the windows, blocking much of the sunlight that had been streaming down upon them all. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Hmm, dunno if I can but hey, I'll try. And it was my pleasure :) T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at Veata with a thanks. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Fudge, it totally slipped my mind about my whole quest thing, lol.] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata nods to Shadow Master, then gives him an apologetic glance. "I must be going, myself. Duty calls," she smiles and shrugs. As she walks towards the exit, her hands slipt beneath her cloak and re-emerges with a pair of silver weapons, an axe and a dagger. She waves a hand in goodbye. "We'll bump into eachother again if chance permits." T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [You should do it. xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Haha, awesome exit scene there XD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [Killing stuff. xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Adios then :)] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata: [I'll be on other channels, just not RPing. xD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks at the empty building he's in, bustling with life a moment ago, now as hollow as his eyes. "I hope somebody comes by.." He says aloud, his voice echoing through the stone walls. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Kay. I'll be looking for others XD] T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs after a large dinosaur-like monster. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps on the monster and steers it towards his trap. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster 's face is filled with bewilderment as a Wolfen runs by chasing a monster. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps off the monster as it gets trapped in his net. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Phew T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: What is that? T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A special silver net... T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Don't ask T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Okay then.. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Dirk bursts through the door, fresh from the inquisition. T3/r7/2015-05-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dirk: Ha! That reporter sure didn't expect me. I tried to interrogate her to prove her evidence but she fought back. Why do they always fight back? T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster sighs after a long day of work in the city. It'd already been a week since his arrival in the surface, and he sure was beat from all the fatigue it was giving him. It was his day off today, so he thought of going to the outskirts of the city to get away from all the noise. 'I'll never really understand surface-dwellers,' he thought to himself as he was walking along the border. Then he came up to a familiar building. An abandoned one, one he had not seen in a week.. He smiled, entering it. T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: Anybody home..? T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elanesse has slain the white dragon on the frozen tundra, Standing proudly over its corpse. T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elanesse Hah! Elanesse exclaims as he also trounced the white dragons mate. "I did not expect you" he said sifting through the remains, Stumbling upon a bone key in the dragons hoard. "I wonder where this leads?" he said turning the key over in his hands, perhaps someone in town will know. T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elanesse Elanesse wraps his warm cloak around him, his only real protection against the harsh climates of the tundra. "Damn this cold" T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster notices Elanesse and waves at him. He wasn't expecting to see anybody in these parts T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elanesse Elanesse returns to the Master Questor, battered and weary from his fight with the demonic Bodak. "By Aylor, you do send me on some tough missions don't you, Master Questor" he says with a smirk. Turning about to head out for his new quest. T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elanesse Elanesse, weary of the travels he had to do in the thousand mazes of Sendhia finally looks upon his quarry, Blade in each hand. "Antonia, you foul, wretched demon bird. I will rid this realm of your rot" he shouts as he charges her. Cutting her deftly and swiftly it takes short work to kill the squawking bird-beast. And with a short sacrifice to Ayla, Elanesse has beaten the first quarry of his campaign. T3/r7/2015-05-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dryzzt: lol like that elanesse T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster enters an abandoned building just outside the city. He sits on the table in the center of the room and sighs. T3/r7/2015-05-19.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/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Exiled To Aphelion loads his gun with silver bullets. T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: A little lanoline for those claws baby? T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo lets off a real rip-roarer ... a greenish cloud envelops Tricksy Bamboo! T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia lifts her head and listens to the howl. T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster: [Anybody available?] T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl peers intently at ShadowMaster. T3/r7/2015-05-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster beams a smile at Teyacanani Acaxochitl. T3/r7/2015-05-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster looks around, looking for anybody. T3/r7/2015-05-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ShadowMaster appears from deep within the shadows, a trail of smoke following him. Would you dare talk to him? T3/r7/2015-05-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf appears from the road to the dark continent, coming back to Aylor after a long stay at Abend. T3/r7/2015-05-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf howls at the moon from the top of a cliff, his bone-chilling cry echoing throuhghout the lands. T3/r7/2015-05-22.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/r7/2015-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia looks up from what she is doing to listen to the familiar howl. She smiles slightly. T3/r7/2015-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf enters the city of Aylor after a very long time of travelling. What would the grand city be after all these years? T3/r7/2015-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: you have a manor? T3/r7/2015-05-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (Mischan) T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf climbs down from a hill overlooking the grand city of Aylor. He grimaces at the sight of the sudden turn of nature to asphalt as he walks along the borders of the city, but smiles as well as he nears the entrance to the city that holds the academy that taught him many things. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: So, when I found myself here, I figured twas time that I left home anyways. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Now, I simply have to make my fortune, name, and should I ever decide to go back, go back as a great lady. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: A great lady? What do you mean eaxctly by that? T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: I mean one who will become a leader in her village, if not start my own village. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara grins at Mountainwolf. T3/r7/2015-05-23.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/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf smiles back at Laniara. "A great lady huh? And how exactly will you achive that, may I ask? T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Oh... T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara glances about her to make certain that no one is listening too closely. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: By picking the pockets of the tyrants and giving a portion of it to the poor. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo steals from the poor and gives to the rich cause he is pure evil *Gasp* T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Oh, not to mention by being known throughout the realm as Laniara the Lightningfoot. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: By spreading the peace world-wide then? T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Sort of... With a profit for myself, of course. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks at Menolin who decided to jump in out of nowhere. "Hello old friend." he says. He then returns his attention to Laniara, "Really?" T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin out-does Lambo by stealing from EVERYONE and burning it! T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela looks away with a bit of deception. "Of course..." T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara grins. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fapping Lambo: how dare you burn it Sir, You have no respect for the FFF orginsation -_- T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Too bad I do not have much to steal at the moment. And no, no amount of begging will get me to tell you where my stash is. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf goes, "Hmmmm." T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: I shall return. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: No amount of anything? T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks at Tlacamela. "What are you implying, 'Big Sister?'" T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela says "I'm really forced to say it?", as she turns herself so that he back face with mountainwolf, arms crossed. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: Yep. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf laughs at Tlacamela's offended actions. "Well, if the boot fits.." he trails off, grinning smugly. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara laughs. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela turns on herself back before exclaming "It's just a nickname! Because of what i am...". T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: I am back.. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: It seems people left this place... T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: I shall return.. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Laniara: grin T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: I wouldn't count so much on that. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin *MURRS* like a wolfen. T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela roars! ... like a dragon? T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela wonders of she scared off others... T3/r7/2015-05-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Athene: Winter is coming. T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Athene: Iv been robbed ! T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: Since when? T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Athene: I placed a bed of gold on the floor, when I awoke it was all gone ! T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: I sleep nocely T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Athene: I just cant sleep withought a gold coin digging in my back T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Queen Bee Noegel: Finders keepers, honey. T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: Sounds creepy to me. T3/r7/2015-05-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Explores: loktar ogar T3/r7/2015-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: [Anyone up for roleplay? :)] T3/r7/2015-05-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks around warily, his dark fur bristling under the moonlight. He was just taking a leisurely stroll out in the Aylorian borders when he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. 'What could that be..?' He wonders to himself. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: well, sometimes people feel like it sometimes not. They may rp one on one and not on channel. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: (sighs) T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf laughs out loud. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia gives Mountainwolf a long suffering look. "Well..." T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf raises an eyebrow at Calia. "Well..?" T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Calia: Well, what was so funny then? T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: Nothing.. Just your tell saying 'Did you get that?' I just had to smile.. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: And laugh. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly climbs the mountain and carrying his dog on his back. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Damn weather... T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grasps each ice cold rock desperately. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya grabs hold of a branch and slowly climbs to the top of it. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin: [this would be better if the fool weren't ignoring me... heh] T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls out a weird detachable hook from his belt and bites it into the dead stone. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at the faint sun after a couple of hours of climbing. The angry winds smash onto him but they are of no affect. The dog bites Irya's shoulders out of fear. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Quit it...We are at high altitude and we do not have any rope T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya keeps climbing up the unforgiving, cold mountain. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya climbs to the very top of the mountain and sees a lonely little cabin. Looking at the cabin it seems the winds and weather has taken it's toll. The dark dead wood still stands barely holding this little cabin. The glass is nearly frozen from the unforgiving weather and the roof is near collapsing. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly opens the door but it immediately falls down on the silver snow. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya unlocks his heavy belt and drops it alongside his dog. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Boy...Start sniffing out for anything of the magical sort T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya removes his old ragged hood and takes a closer look at the cabin. From the inside he could see a large room that connects to four other rooms...This large room is rather empty, it has a couple of broken boards on the floor and the cold wind is felt from the top. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: To the left of this lone room there are two more rooms. Inside of the first room there is a small bed with old and poor quality fur on it and a small dark desk that is looking out the barely transparent window. The desk seems to have bite marks on it across the sides. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya pulls his dog towards the desk and stares at him patiently as it sniffs out the desk. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Shadow...Try to find out what it is...Remember one bark...Nearby danger, 2 barks small monster, 3 barks big monster or 4 barks if you found a corpse T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly moves away from the abandoned bedroom and continues his way to the second room next to it T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: (I am getting a horrible suspicion nobody is reading this lol) T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Queen Bee Noegel wiggles about like a fish. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Uh Oh! Lupine Menolin has that look in his eyes again. Better Run! T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata sidles away. T3/r7/2015-05-28.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/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin and Veata join in howling to Luna, the tones mixing in perfect harmony. T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata drops grapes in Menolin's mouth while it's open for the howl. o.o T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin chokes and sputters! T3/r7/2015-05-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Veata looks at Lupine Menolin and says, "Oopsie! Did I do that to Lupine Menolin?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf smiles as he strolls along the Aylorian border in the middle of the night. The dark was where wolfen truly belonged, plus he loved the still silence midnight gives. 'It's a shame it can't always be like this..' He sighs. Then all of a sudden, he feels a chill run down his spine.. 'Someone's here..' He thinks as he glances around to see who it is. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina: walks along the aylorian border and suddenly spots someone sitting on their own. she stops and slowly walks closer to see who it is. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sniffs the air carefully, turning around to see who might be there. As his canine eyes adjust themselves to the dark of midnight, he spots a Sprite walking towards him. He stands up, unsure what to do.. 'She doesn't look like a threat..' He thinks, but he puts a hand on his axe still. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles and says do not fret my wolfen friend, I'm not here to harm you. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks at the Sprite from head to toe. He takes his hand off the axe, but he doesn't let his guard down yet. "And what might a Sprite be doing out in the middle of the night?" He asks, checking the female for weapons. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina says enjoying the beautiful night sky and fresh air. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf raises a skeptical brow at the Sprite. From his knowledge of the Andolorian races and from a few self-experiences, Sprites where quick little beings who were known for using these traits in stealing and pick-pocketing. "Really..?" He asks the Sprite again, still checking her for weapons. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles and says yes really. I enjoy just being out in the night air with the stars shining bright up ahead. you can stop looking for my weapons, I have none on me T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf gives off a shock look at how the female easily noticed that he was searching her for weapons. He sighs, she's experienced.. In what field, he did not know--but he smiled anyway. "Very well then, what is your name, fair maiden?" He asks. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina grins and replies I'm Zafrina and who might you be? T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf straightens himself. "I am known by many names," he says, "But most call me the Mountain Wolf." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles. May I join you? T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf nods reluctantly. "Sure.." He says. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina joins MountainWolf. So what brings you here at this time of the night? T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks up at the bright moon above. He smiles, "I love the silence.." He says. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads into the night silently. A lone howl lifts from the trees to worship the skies and the Earth. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina Says the silence is amazing isn't is. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf 's ears perk up at hearing the howl of a fellow Wolfen. He turns around to see who was it... T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles. I should leave, but I'll see you around. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks at Zafrina. "Where are you off to..?" He suddenly asks. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads out of the woods, soaked in blood. "Hello MountainWolf, how are you, friend? T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina grins and replies... To wonder the night and be free. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf turns around and gapes at the sight before him. "Menolin? What happened to you..?" He boggles, coming to Menolin's side. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin replies, "Just been doing what I do best" He licks the blood clean from his hammer and grins wickedly. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf looks at Menolin like an irritated brother would... And hits him on the head! "The hell is with you?" He asks, hitting him again T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin raises a quizzical eyebrow... "You know my nature... All shall perish at the swing of my mighty hammer!" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela walks around without any defined goals in mind, and pass by. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin beams a smile at Big Sister Tlacamela. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf 's brow twitches at Menolin's attitude. "You're bleeding and yet you still have time for flirting?!" He hits him again. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin grins evilly... "You really think all this blood is mine? Hah!" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela asks wonderindgly, 'What the both of you were up to...?'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sighs. "It's pointless.." He mutters hopelssly at his friend's nature. "At least clean yourself up! A lady is with us!" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin shrugs helplessly and begins licking himself clean... T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf throws a towel at Menolin. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina silently walks closer to the wolfen beings. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: [brb] T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela closes her eyes with a bit of anger before asking ,'What do you mean by "lady' and what's this blood?'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf: [Back..] T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf gives both the newcomer and Menolin a questioning look. "Are you not a lady..?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: says, 'I'd define myself more as a female then a lady...'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina grins at the statement the female made. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf gives off a quizzical look again. "Aren't those the same?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin tosses the now stained towel back to MountainWolf, raises his snout to the air, and starts sniffing madly, a crazed look dawning in his eyes. "Something saintly needs killing, I smell the stink from afar..." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: To me, a lady refers to nobles... T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin pads of back into the woods, hammer at the ready... "I'll be back in a while, I need a fresh coat of blood on my Hammer!" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf tucks the blood-drenched towel into his bag and asks "Are you not a noble?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina sneaks closer. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: says, "I'm not. And i don't see why i would be one. Nor why one would need so much blood. It sickens me...'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf sighs at what the female just said. "I'm very sorry for my friend's behavior.." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina trips over a fallen branch. ooof... grumbles so much for being sneaky. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MountainWolf chuckles at Zafrina's actions. "Need some help?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina grins. I'll live thanks. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela sighs. 'You're not very competant at being sneaky... are you?'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina blushes. "No not at all." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela asks, 'May i know what brings you... uh... here?'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina replies, "Just wandering around." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela adds, 'Are you doing... anythung?'. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina answers "Nothing at all." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela tries to think of something as she looks around. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sukasa: ((Hey, don't stop the show yet. I've noticed people actually using this channel recently and it's quite refreshing to see. I used to RP on AOL back in the olden days, and it's really cool to see people on Aard doing it as well. Keep it up! :) )) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: (What kind fo show.) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sukasa: ((Anybody using this channel is a show to me, lol. For the longest time I completely forgot it even existed, heh.)) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina: (I didn't even know it existed till today) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela (feels alone tho.) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela stretch her whole body, trying to keep her decency with her floaty robe and yawns a bit as she wonders if she wasn't talking to a corpse orsomething. Then she sits down unceremiously, trying to not squish her tail in the process. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: (Say so if you're not going to do anything...) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sukasa: ((My apologies, but the art of roleplay isn't quite like riding a bicycle T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sukasa: ((Whoops, silly semi-colon rule. One sec.)) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sukasa: (( (semi-colon))one actually can truly forget what they've learned, at least this is true in my case. Maybe it's a confidence issue, I dunno. But I haven't even attempted to RP in over a decade. I'm more of an observer at this point. Perhaps I should have remained silent, but I wanted to at least let you all know that people are listening and watching, if not always contributing. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela (still feels alone in the dark.) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela (sighs.) T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela sneaks around. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina wonders around looking up at the aylorian sky. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin emerges from the shadows... "A good night for a howl... Care to join me?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles at menolin. "I can join sure but I can't howl." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin returns the smile. "Just sing to the Moons and stars!" he replied. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin and Zafrina join in howling to Luna, the tones mixing in perfect harmony. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina laughs. "Well then sure." T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina and Lupine Menolin join in howling to Luna, the tones mixing in perfect harmony. T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lupine Menolin grins broadly, "Rejuvenating, isn't it?" T3/r7/2015-05-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zafrina smiles. "Yes indeed it is." T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela sneaks around. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider bumps into Tlacamela while running from some angry palace guards. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela exclaims, 'Hey! What's the matter?!'. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider grunts as he rubs his rump. He looks up with a scowl until he realizes that he had just bumped into a huge lizerdwoman... Still, he was more afraid of the guards on his tail than this behemoth before him. "Sorry lady, no time to talk--" he said as he was about to run, but the guards had already caught up. "Dammit.." He mutters. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela sighs and looks at what bumped at her... and the guards. "May i know what's going on before i do anything?'. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider stutters as he glances back and forth from the lizard to the guards. "Eh.." T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider gulps. "Can't we get out of here first..?" T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela looks down at the human, with a sligthly exaspered look before saying, 'And why would i do that? Hmmm?'. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider sighs as he takes out a dagger from it's sheath. "I'll tell you if you help me get away from them.." He declares as he faces the guards and their swords. T3/r7/2015-05-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela (looks around.) T3/r7/2015-05-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) FlynnRider is sneaking around, again, and it makes you wonder: 'What has this little rascal done again?' T3/r7/2015-06-06.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Gladius inhales deeply as he walks along the borders of the great city of Aylor. T3/r7/2015-06-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: reset T3/r7/2015-06-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nexus: [looking for rp, anyone want? :3] T3/r7/2015-06-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nexus walks into a dusty old tavern, void of customers and light, and sighs. "Forgotten just like me," he says as he runs a hand across the door's rusty hinges. T3/r7/2015-06-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nexus: -,- T3/r7/2015-06-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Nexus enters the tavern, looks around, then takes a seat at the end of the counter table. "Red wine please," he says with a fanged grin. Hmm... Maybe you should approach him? Or avoid him? T3/r7/2015-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela peers around. T3/r7/2015-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela (not so) sneaks around. T3/r7/2015-06-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela peers. T3/r7/2015-06-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela hmms. T3/r7/2015-06-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: reset T3/r7/2015-06-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: reset T3/r7/2015-06-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Kane: mis :) T3/r7/2015-06-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela peers. T3/r7/2015-06-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya rides his horse into town, carrying a head of a dragon. T3/r7/2015-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela: ? T3/r7/2015-06-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Big Sister Tlacamela pokes. T3/r7/2015-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) NavySeal: lol of course T3/r7/2015-06-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) NavySeal: fart T3/r7/2015-07-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Giant Kraken: r T3/r7/2015-07-01.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) A Giant Kraken: oops T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paldyr: looks around T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo: Try this "roleplay :looks around." T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo looks around. T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paldyr: i see someone's awake T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tricksy Bamboo sleeps. T3/r7/2015-07-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paldyr: i see T3/r7/2015-07-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: -j 10 T3/r7/2015-07-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This really is empty T3/r7/2015-07-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Empty :( T3/r7/2015-07-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Paldyr: how's everyone? T3/r7/2015-07-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tormat: quit T3/r7/2015-07-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Armonus: hi T3/r7/2015-07-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Morgenstern nods at Armonus. T3/r7/2015-07-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Armonus wonders how morgenstern got herw T3/r7/2015-07-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: test T3/r7/2015-07-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ScurvyFree MoneyGrubber: I take off my robe and wizard's hat T3/r7/2015-07-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: ...and he went to sleep, tomorow is a new day he said to his self T3/r7/2015-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: - T3/r7/2015-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: He got up from his bed he got dressed washed his face with some water, eated breakfast and headed outside.. T3/r7/2015-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Armonus: **ate** T3/r7/2015-07-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: ~~thanks for the correction Armonus~~ T3/r7/2015-07-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tormat: quit T3/r7/2015-07-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: It was a dark stormy night T3/r7/2015-07-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: Oh my.. is it dead? he said. Oh no the rp chanel is dead. He wore his coat and he lost in the dark knowing that nothing will be the same again. T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya peers around himself intently. T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am a Monster-Hunter... T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Grrr... ? T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ScurvyFree MoneyGrubber: I have a wizard hat and robe that are far too warm! T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have an armored coat but yet I don't wear any real armor under it T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: The air had a foul smell something was clearly wrong but no one knows what that was. T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica lets off a real rip-roarer ... a greenish cloud envelops Oak Tender Arnica! T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: Dark clouds gathered in the horizon.. T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: Suddenly the wizard and the Monster-Hunte#split T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: Suddenly the wizard and the Monster-Hunter saw a strange flying figure comming through the dark clouds and heading to their location T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oak Tender Arnica: Bob's fork suddenly hums to an alien frequency and tells him to be somewhere else. Anywhere else! T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: They faces changed color their blood froze from fear as the flying figure looked at them from high above the ground T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: "It can't be" wizard said to himself he clearly recognised this foul creature T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: The wizard remembered the stories that Arch-wizards said back in the Wizard school about that foul creature... T3/r7/2015-07-25.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Elondar: It was the Arch-Demon Izagul he escaped from his magical prison that Arch-Wizard made and he wanted only one thing Revenge... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye is thrown out of a portal T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and dusts himself as a ball of fur follows him out of the portal T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye checks his gear one last time and picks up the kitten and places it on his shoulder T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i'm back T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the area for the first time in ages T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not so different than before? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: this place has not changed much T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye places the kitten on the ground T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whoa, who's this? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: .... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi there T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: for me it seems as if i last met you a week ago T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: how are you going? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out one of his daggers and starts cleaning it T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye notices a pack of hungry wolves hunting him T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, well... what have we got here? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: one, two, three... okay, there's more T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: you are mean... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: sorry, i lost track of time and reality T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: while i was gone T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji sulks in the corner. Baby!! T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i do remember you but not fully T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pats Neji on the back T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: meh. fair T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Greeneye T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Neji? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By the Gods T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wow T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You live! T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: aye T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now that is surprizing T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya runs over to Greeneye and gives him a sweet HUGGLE! T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ow, ow T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I thought the rumor T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: remember, you ARE strong T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I thought the rumors at Blaviken were true T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That you went down with the village T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what in the world is THAT? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Bla.. what? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Apparently there was a riot in Blaviken T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Village down south T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I heard it all burned down T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye thinks to himself deeply T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The whole village now is a zone for Walking Dead T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I may have heard of that village before... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Been there meself... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Wood that held the gates as black as charcoal T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: During Winter the snow is gray...The stench of corpses T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Disgusting breeding zone T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, do you know who was the one who did that? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: It seems that I was away for quite a long time... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A baron apparently made the villagers angry...And that is what started the riot T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For the restless dead part...I don't know T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But nobody dared set foot in there T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, i lost all my means of business T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Even I didn't go in there since there was no need... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i will have to visit there someday T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If someone would've payed me good coin I might've finished the problem T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I suggest you wait for a Contract my friend T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if i remember correctly, that village didn't have enough money T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That way you make money T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I meant the surrounding villages T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, the problem is that i lost all contact with my guild T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Nobody wanted to pay me to kill the whole undead population T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I could call some of my contacts T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i will have to go around and re build my reputation as an assassin or something T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I haven't seen them in a year or so T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no, it's fine T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ever since I got kids I decided to just...drop my armor and weapons T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: oky back and they are dead :) well they were dead now they dead for real T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I don't miss that life though... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: funny thing, i also dropped my armour and weapons T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: except i replaced it with magic T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: When I hold my children in my hands...I know I made the right choice T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji, you did all that while we were talking away T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hehe T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now who's the meanie T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I would pay you a drink... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I am i T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I am using me money on me kids T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: drinks on me! T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: its fine, i don't have a lot of time right now T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, that sounds good T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And I need to go pick up some groceries T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sure...I could use a quick refre T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sure...I could use a quick refreshement T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: where to? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I dunno T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji, know of anyplace near? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I do know a tavern...The Bloody Iron T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i haven't been in this plaec the last... well... some time... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My house is between those big mountains there...It has a lake and everything T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyway...To the Bloody Iron T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah, yes, i remember it. i've been ther before T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: to thr iron! T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No fist fighting boys...Am way too old for that T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haha, now who's the old man T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes to The Bloody Iron with Greeneye and Neji. T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Having kids takes it's toll T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: what? you think the mugs we drink out of is just for drinking? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is used for two things Neji T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it handles quite well with bashing as well T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: For drinking and bashing T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Haha T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Puppy Love Oladon: Just be sure you don't go bashing the balrog. T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Made out of real Iron...See? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Umm...Who are you? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Never seen you here before T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: the hell is this T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hi T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: either i knew you or this is the first time im meeting you T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I vaguely remember this person. T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: i do mot T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: eerr not T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ah yes...We met in the woods when I was a man about to get children T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: Neji, are you already drunk? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Naughty Neji: nooooooooo T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya drinks a whole mug in a couple of seconds. T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is a soft drink from what I can see T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye downs a mug as quickly as Irya T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: not bad... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Soft T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i've never had better T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hmmm T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Now...What do you plan to do Greeneye? T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I suggest you stay dead when it comes to your guild...Do some good jobs...Make some good money...And act like you died T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: This is your only chance to escape the guild T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: first, i will ahve to say my good byes for now and i will make my rounds to find contracts T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you are right T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Work alone T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Maybe the daughter of my boss might hire us all...once again T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i am not an assassin any longer T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: May her soul be at peace T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am just thankful I got out of there alive T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i've underworked my muscles and overworked my life to escape the infinite dimension T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I overworked my body and mind through hell...Just so I can get my own peace...here T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, Neji, thanks for the good drink T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ...and Irya, nice meeting you again T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: There might come a time when I might wear the coat of war with the weapons of destruction and the hound of the mists T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i'll see you guys around again T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: See you...Enjoy your freedom T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: While you can T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gotta go too T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye leaves the tavern as a ball of fur follows him T3/r7/2015-07-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya picks up his rough leather gloves and slowly exits the tavern. T3/r7/2015-07-31.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on a bench in front of the Inn. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears from the shadows of the trees looking all tattered. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: haa... T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: what the hell is wrong with this place? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Forsaken Tieria: take your pick :P T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: apples? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Forsaken Tieria: mangos! T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... i don't fully understand T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Forsaken Tieria: this channel dosent get much use T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, i can't lie that i am hungry right now T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, hello, I am one of the most fequent user T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: so, i'm lost... T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yet again T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the forest T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye sits down and takes out a map that he starts reading T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ok, now i got my bearings T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: lets og T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands up and dusts himself before heading out T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye wanders through the forest until he met up with a pack of wolves T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yes, a family of wolves... it wouldn't be weird for this forest to have them, right? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye draws two daggers like he did long time ago and gets ready to confront them T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye rushes in and trippes on a stone landing face first on the grass in the middle of the wolf pack T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye stands quickly and throws the daggers away T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: nope! i lost the touch for too long! T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye gathers Chaotic energy to his hands and blasts the area around him, pushing back the wolves for about a meter T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye continuously gathers Chaos as he creates shockwaves that pushes the wolves back T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the hell is that sound? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya takes his axe, holding it firmly in his cold hand and slowly starts walking towards the area in which the chaotic sounds were heard. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye finishes charging is main hand and with a slam to the ground with that very hand, the ground crumbled and the pack of wolves shook violently before exploding T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: whew, that was messy T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye breathed in deep as the death of the surrounding gathered in a sphere of energy. Greeneye absorbed that before continuing again T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked up seeing sunlight brighted than before T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see, i finally out T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye walked a bit more further before he could see the open sky again T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the air's never been more fresher T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked down to see his own kitten, ruru, sitting there with a dagger sheathed on her back and waiting for her master T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i thought you were going to show me the way out... T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye picked the kitten up and put her on his shoulder T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya dug through the bushes and saw you. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am too old for this T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Did you make that soundwave noise? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Heard it while I was cutting wood for my home. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: welll, well, who do i meet after i wondered in this forest for how long T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, sorry about that T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: My cabin is literally a couple of meters away from here T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, lookie! T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i finally know where i am now T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was lost for quite some time you know T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thought i wouldn't be able to meet you for a week T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ummm...I see you killed the wolves T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: er... sorry about that T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which I was planning to tame in order to help me hunt...Shadow is with Kalaya at the moment T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was only going to stun them but i might have went a bit overboard T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Eh...Nevermind T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Care to go in? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: the foreset? no thank you T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I mean my cabin T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, yes please T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya motions with his hand for you to follow him. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye follows irya into his cabin T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around as he enters the cabin with you behind him...Walking through a heavy wooden door, you enter the main room of a rustic T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... not much different from your home T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks around as he enters the cabin with you behind him...Walking through a heavy wooden door, you enter the main room of a rustic cabin. Above, you notice a high ceiling with exposed wooden beams. Several windows allow natural light to flood the room from the east and south. A grand chandelier suspended by a chain provides illumination in the evenings.Warmth emanates from a great stone fireplace, and the wooden floors are covered in several sumptuously woven rugs. Soft blankets, comfy chairs and a brown leather sofa are placed around a large ottoman. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around the cabin and nods to himself T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i like your tastle on the furiture T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya looks at his children hiding behind the large sofa. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Vladimir...Valentina...Be nice T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye also looks at the children T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Be careful...They bite...Hehe T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a map from his drawers T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye recieves the map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye reads the map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: is this the new map? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Yes T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: A way out of here T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i see... T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Just follow the green road marked on the map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya goes to the kitchen. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out a tattered old map and compares them both T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The old map is useless T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The scouting was done 20 years ago T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no wonder i was lost as hell T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The new map was made by me personally...I had 20 years to study the landscape T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Because there is a new road now..The green one...Is the one I made that goes through the mountains and to the main road T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And some trees are cut down for convenient purposes T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: actually i lost my sword in the funny dimension i was in before T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: How the hell did you do that? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i know it was dropped here in this world but i dont know where T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya gives you a bag of food and supplies T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You will need a Daemon Silver Amulet...It detects magic T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Which is something I have T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I am afraid I can't give it to you...Because the amulet keeps monsters away from our area T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I could forge you a new one T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: But I would require burning red meteorite, silver and a blood crimson rune T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: no need T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not to mention a silver coin T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It could help you detect the fallen sword T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i can handle myslef T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Well...Good luck..Need a new weapon? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well ,i marked it on my old map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I have a shack up there by the hill...Full of weapons I collected during my years as a Daemon Hunter T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck finding it on the new one T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: look here T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye shows Irya the old map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The landscape changed due to earthquakes and me cutting the trees down T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Some things may look different T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It is in the woods? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i don't really know T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: It seems like it is... T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: At least you will be safer searching there...Only bears and wolves there...Lot of game too...Deers and Elks T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Not a lot of monsters due to the amulet I hung up on my front door T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, if i manage to find it, i think i'll be able to get all my abilities back from the days before T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You do realise you travelled in the future right? T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: That was 20 years ago T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i... don't really know T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: God knows if the abilities are still in the sword T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: The kids are still childish...Even after they are 17...Pfft...babies T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: im sure they are T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, they are still kids T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Momma's little kids T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i should head off now T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I gave you some food and drink T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: yeah, thanks for these T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Keep going south...Judging by your map T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye packs up the gifts in his rucksack T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Good luck T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks for the help again T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: No problem T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Happy Hunting T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye heads out of the cabin T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya waves goodbye to Greeneye. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sighs. T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Am too old for thisa T3/r7/2015-08-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits on his sofa and looks at the fire. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: o,O T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh cries! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh happy tears! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: hey baby! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: hi darlin!! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: what are we getting into today? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Kinky buttstuff roleplay. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: totally up to you ^_^ T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: unless it's that T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: MMMMMMMM BUTTSTUFF. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: /: T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: help T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake is roused by the proclaimation of a fair dansel in distress. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: damsel^ T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake puts on his wizard hat and robe. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: we switched to spouse channel, have fun buttstuffing yourself T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: aaayyyyy T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Probably should have taken your most likely destined cyber session to spouse anyway. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What the...? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: No one wants to see that shit. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Dude...Nobody does that on spouse T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Everyone does it on say nowadays T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or emo T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Gives you a reason to get a manor T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: this is grossing me out T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I was really looking forward to "LilKitteh". T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: you seemed to be looking forward to buttstuff T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I'm an advocate against buttstuff. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: suuuure T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: You'll never know now. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LilKitteh: i want out of here im getting uncomfortable IRL T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Ok, bye. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Vyrys: frankly I don't wanna know, dude T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Ok seriously...Everyone, let's act like nothing ever happen and turn our backs to each other T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I'd put my back against yours anyday, Irya . T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Without turning around and shooting each other with a gun T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You sneak up behind him and mount up for a wild ride! YEEEHAWWW!!! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or in my case...With a lazer, panzer nuclear missle T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Or in my case...With a lazer, panzer nuclear missile T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Sharknados. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye appears out of thin air T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake notices someone flash into existence right where he broke wind. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, hello there. didn't see you there T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake frowns as his gut begins to bubble, an audible warning to all around him. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ookay... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Don't you smell that? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i've been swimming in the mud for quite a while you know... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Not really talking about that... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I just ripped ass and you appeared in the noxious cloud. Didn't you notice? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well... i didn't T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: thanks for telling me that by the way T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: Look, if you aren't going to take this roleplay seriously then I might as well just go. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I have pressing biological matters to attend to. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh, i thought you were already in the middle of something T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, then, lets see what i can do... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removes his very beaten rucksack on the ground next to him and starts opening it T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? did the mud also get in here? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shimmie Shake: I don't think that's mud. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye pulls out pieces of rocks and clay out of his bag T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i'm sure i had it here... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out an apple that became a little dirty from the long trip T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, this was supposed to be my lunch that i missed T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye takes out a half of a map that was once new but now old with many more scribbles on it T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if Irya sees this, i'm gonna be in trouble T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye then takes out a leather bound journal and flips through the pages T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aha! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i was still on the right track after all T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye repack his bag with the stuff he took out T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, this time it may be more dangerous T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye unsheathed his sword and crawled inside the bush next to him T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye entered a crack in the stones and appeared in a vast cave T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: according to my findings, my sword fell into this world during the very moment of an earthquake T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: it's got to be here somewhere T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye removed the eye patch on his right eye, revealing an eye etched with the mark of the Ancients glowing green T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now i can see better T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye delved further into the cave system until he found the sword T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: ah... i knew it... but why... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked at his very own sword in the hands of a cave troll T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: aw, comeon. Why does it have my sword? And it's also holding the sword in the wrong end! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, that sword is as dull as a broom stick so i can't blame it for holding it the other way around T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... how am i supposed to win that thing T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: plan A, snatch and run! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye ran towards it at full speed as it noticed him running towards it T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye jumped and grabbed the handle of his sword that the troll was holding onto and pulled it with all his might. T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? it's not budging? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looked at the troll with a akward smile before the troll swung the sword at the nearby wall with greeneye still stuck onto it T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oof! now that hurts! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: if that's how you're gonna go, then plan B! Persistence! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye hung onto the sword more tightly as the troll looked at him as if it was looking at a smudge that won't come off before bashing at the wall continuously with the sword T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: I! Will! Not! Give! Up! Oof! Aw! Aw! Oof! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: stop it damnit! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye let go of the sword and landed in front of the troll T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: i did't want to kill you but now i think i have no choice T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye readied his sword and struck the troll at the leg with a strong blow which the troll decided to block with its very own sword T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: wha? That's cheating! You don't even know how to hold a sword! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): no such thing as cheating in battle, son T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: oh! such knowledge! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye faced in the direction of the voice T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: well, if that is so... Troll! you have good tactics! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) ScurvyFree MoneyGrubber: are ye related to lord browneye? T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: somehow i feel dumb... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: huh? nope T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: hmm... is this a battle of mind? is that troll making me think that it is dumb and forcing me to underestimate it so that it can counter me with ease? Or am i thinking too much and just illusioning that i am more inferior than a troll making myself weaker than it and that is why it was able to block my attack seeing it very obvious even for a troll to notice T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye inspected the troll carefully as the troll looked at him scratching its head with the sword that is still in its hand T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: okay, that's it! i'm over with this weakling act! T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye looks around carefully T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: good, no Irya T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye spreads out his hands as chaos gathers in them. Then he sends the raw energy into the troll giving it immense power until it overflows and burns it from the inside out T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: you should now know why you shouldn't steal other peoples things T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye took the sword back as the troll melted on the place leaving its bones and a nasty smelling puddle of flesh and blood T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye: now, i know everything... T3/r7/2015-08-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Greeneye traced back his steps out the cave and disappeared T3/r7/2015-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ilnc: ... T3/r7/2015-08-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Luclin: ... T3/r7/2015-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya sits in front of his small fire making potions. T3/r7/2015-08-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Sunbrand, Goldbrand, Airbrand T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: hi T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: im in charge of manufacturing here at the beer factory T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) LootVendor MoneyGrubber: greetings, do you have loot to sell me? T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: no bug I can go in the ba k and get the roofie beer already bottled T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lirlei: o.o T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: I tried it on lirlei T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: to no avail the beer factory is not responsible for pregnancy T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lirlei: yeah right T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: I know im right missy! T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: ive been doing this job for two hours T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: lets move on to the barley machine T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: here we pick out all the dead mice we find in the field T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lirlei: cover T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lirlei covers her ears to protect them from all the noise. T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: some do get through but we usually sell those bottles to hillbillys at a discounted price T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: on to the bottling section T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: here we have bottles premade with our stickers T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: we get those from mexican pickle farmers T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: they collect the bottles off the road and add stickers T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: now to the testing room! T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: here we have alcholics from every country testing our beer T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: we have them hooked up to dialysis machi es so they can drink more T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: thats it for our factory enjoy your fucking day T3/r7/2015-08-21.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Crimzon: remember to swallow before you judge! T3/r7/2015-08-24.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Draka: ( Yo. ) T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Barbafappa Pleiades perks up, something must have grabbed his attention. T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: as i step out of the shadows, i peer around and think to myself am i a shadow or am i the sun T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Barbafappa Pleiades pants lustily. T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: i am the last survivor of a village where all of my friends and family were slaughtered by a nameless evil. and i am a half something or other. i flirt inappropriately and loot things. T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Barbafappa Pleiades: U SUK! T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: you find a long wooden stave among the spoils...do you pick it up T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: i roleplay a good roleplayer with an interesting backstory that involves sadness and death. T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: yes T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: as you go to grab the wood, it melts like steel beams T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: but...but T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: jet fuel can't melt steel! T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Barbafappa Pleiades: These are due back Tuesday. T3/r7/2015-08-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: this is a false flag attack. this stave is a false flag planted by INTERLOPERS. T3/r7/2015-08-29.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/r7/2015-08-29.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/r7/2015-09-04.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." T3/r7/2015-10-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) IronStones: brass T3/r7/2015-10-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Celestial Raiyne: all T3/r7/2015-10-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Celestial Raiyne: all T3/r7/2015-10-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor: Toxicitor walks into the roleplaying room. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor enters the rp lunge T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor enters the rp lounge T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger sneaks up behind Toxicitor and gives him an underwear-rippin' wedgie! (Ouch, that's gotta hurt!) T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor toxictor twists around, freeing himself and slitting warburger's wrist in the same movement. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has no wrists to begin with! WarBurger begins smothering you with its buns! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor squeezes a kobold gland until it bursts, lubricating warburger's insides to allow Tox to escape, and releasing an unholy stench that incapacitates warburger. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger clutches at his chest and falls over dead. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor eat warburger T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor is ready to fight T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo: fish slapping! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor defends against the fish, leaping backward and parryingany that come near his face T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo makes his hands like moose antlers and shrieks, "MOOSE!!" T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor draws his dirk and charges wanp, aiming for the wrists. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo guards his wrists and attempts to bite toxicitor`s ankles! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor parries the attack, inadvertently mangling Wanpo's mouth. Wanpo's tongue falls out. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo spits out a mist of blood and screams in agony! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor goes for the kill, lunging toward wanpo's heart. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo counters with a cheese grater turning one of toxicitor`s eyes into garnish! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger arrives! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger squirts his bodily juices - ketchup, mayo and sauce, all over everyone. The fight ended abruptly. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has fled! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo remembers eating ketchup sandwhichs to get through college... T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor follows warburger. As a thief, he knows every trick in the book, and has quickling speed to boot. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger poops in Toxicitor's shoes, and runs off, cackling in delight! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor runs through the discomfort, and will soon reach warburger. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger runs away from Toxicitor in utter terror and horror! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor is faster, if warburger stays on foot. WarBurger in in Tox's sight! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger topples sideways and starts rolling downhill, all the while dropping sesame seeds along the trail in an attempt to slow Toxicitor down! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor runs to the side of the seeds, keeping one eye on the ground. He's slower, but he'll never lose the trail with these seeds in plain sight. T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger continues dropping seeds, without knowing that its seeds are leading Toxicitor right to where it is! T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: gotta go, we play next time :3 T3/r7/2015-10-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Toxicitor has lost the trail for now. T3/r7/2015-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Legendary Gruagach: i am a wizard, looking for my staff T3/r7/2015-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: I put on my robe and wizard hat. T3/r7/2015-10-19.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mommas Boy Devol: I am a staff, looking for a hole T3/r7/2015-10-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Celestial Raiyne: all T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger appears! T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drools all over Warb T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai drools all over Warburger T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger relaxes as he finds no pursuers. T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xarex: like this? T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lemmard: Bingo T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yow! Bobolai just latched onto Oh! A wild WarBurger's head with her teeth! Call Lassie! T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xarex: noooo you have to share pleeeaase T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger disappears into Bobolai's mouth! T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xarex: noo T3/r7/2015-10-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xarex crys T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Malor: Malor seeps through the mists of time to manifest, once again, in all his morbid glory. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling takes pictures of this process. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Malor: Malor bows. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai slides up to Aisling. 'Hey, nice camera.' T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger bows before Malor. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling blinks at Bobolai. "Uh. Thanks." :D Then hides the film. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai raises an eyebrow at Aisling's weird actions. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: What? You're not doing anything wrong right? T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Nope! T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling blinks innocently at Bobolai. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger blinks innocently. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Come on, lemme see your camera. How did you get it? T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: o_o!!! "Uh. You can see it, but no touching!" T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *gasp* Aisling *lix* Oh! A wild WarBurger! Yoo want a *lix* too :( T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Renahla bounces around. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has fled! T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Malor: Malor is simply too evil, too vile and spookey, for all this happy splendor. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling goes ooOOooOOoo at Renahla. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling comforts Malor. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Malor: Malor takes his spookey black cat and returns to his creepy hut in the woods. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Come on, why listen to a villain who is... wait a minute T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: Is he narrating what he does?! T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: No, it's just how he... Well. That might not be a bad personal style, you know. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Malor: Malor cackles with glee. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger thinks Malor should read help emote! T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling looks at Malor ponderingly. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bobolai: He said he's cackling. This cannot be good. T3/r7/2015-10-23.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: I like it. :D T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: hello T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: GOdDammit someone use this fucking channel T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl: This is a no curse channel too, please refrain. T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Lirlei brandishes a bar of soap- uh oh, somebody's in trouble. T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth / T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: so T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: nvm T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling ruffles Flemkoth's hair playfully. T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Oh god ,let the erp commence. T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: jk XD T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling quirks an eyebrow at Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth / T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Really? T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Really what? T3/r7/2015-10-27.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling blinks innocently at Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: hello T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: hello.. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Smiling, Oh! A wild WarBurger greets Flemkoth warmly. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Shoe shine 10 gold T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: get your shoe shine for 10 gold T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: You lord ,good morrow to you, will you have a shoe shine? ha T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Fk: Anyone in the mood for roleplay T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: shouldn't you be leveling, flemkoth T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Yes T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I am not kaiba T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: meaning? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Watch yu gi oh T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: forget about the anime and start leveling .. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: oh Aisling you there? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth:Hello? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: WarBurger: WarBurger: WarBurger: Hello =) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino sigh T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Not many people use the chat. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: cause we have better things to do T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth coughs flem on the warburger T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth : Tasty T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: just type ": coughs flem on the warburger" T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger rapidly nods twice at Hundino, in complete agreement. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: so gentleman T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: Anyone up for some blackjack T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger goes, "mata fata gentlemen!" T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: Fie fie! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Warbug T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo: nobody uses bindles anymore either you know T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I challenge you to an arm wrestle T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth goes over to grab Warbugs hand T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo: a bindle is a bed or bag sheet often filled with a gentleman of the roads only posessions.. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth waits eagarly for warbug to start the wrestle T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: It seems warburger has fallen into a daze T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo pulls out a voodoo doll that looks just like flekmoth! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth slaps Warburgers and struggles with him in an arm wrestle T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth pulls out a porn magazine from his back pocket and throws it at wanpo as a diatraction T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo pokes holes in a doll designed to look like fothkemlf while chanting. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: It seems the porn magazine had no effect T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: Agh you little_ ffffccx_ aaxkk T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth roles on the floor in pain T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger to the rescue! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger goes AFK! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth: STOp It ahhhhhh T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo what??? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth attempts a drop kick on Wanpo T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Wanpo slams Against the back wall while flemkoth proceeds to defecate on the voodoo doll T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: In defecating on the doll , flemkoth gets indulged in trollshit T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Dice) (Roleplay) Wanpo rolls 6 dice with 2 sides each - total dice roll is 12. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth proceeds to swallow the voodoo doll T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth starts choking T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo pushes the Crusty yellow couch towards Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amorat performs CPR on Flemkoth. At least you think it's CPR. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth gasps in releif T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo winks conspiratorily at Flemkoth. You wonder what this can mean. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amorat bows before Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Oh knows a crusty yellow couch is coming towardz amorat and flemkoth T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You notice Amorat scanning the room, you instinctively guard your crotch. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: As the crusty yellow couch hits, one of flemkoths ballsacks exsplode. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: from the impact. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo is begging Flemkoth to PLEASE be more careful with him. Trolls can be so delicate ... T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth: wanpo you piece of shit! I will rape your wife! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth regenerates his ballsack as he is a troll T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo turns Flemkoth into a Waitress with a crush on his Boss! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: ballsack, heh T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo informs you that First rule of Fight Club is don't talk about Fight Club! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Although the damage has already been done, the entire beginners academy is covered in a sticky shade of white T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Claire got the worst of it T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo goes, 'Awwwwww!' How cute! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth apoligies to claire. Flemkoth: Sorry claire fight club is real. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: and hwo do i join it? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: how T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: do not talk about fight club T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo thinks Oh! A wild WarBurger is such a Gooberish GoOBeRs! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: this is nonsense T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Only do fight club T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: rofl T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: i love this mud! i never played such a mud before! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth punches mandor for speaking about fight club T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo babbles to Mandor for what seems an eternity, how can Mandor stand it? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: leave me a love you bastard, hahahah T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo babbles to Oh! A wild WarBurger for what seems an eternity, how can Oh! A wild WarBurger stand it? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: alone T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger rolls in the mud! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger climbs into your mouth! YUM! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mandor: mmm, yummy! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Felmkoth laughs at the bad puns T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wow! Wanpo sure must want to get to his igloo! Look at that dog sled go! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Its getting lonely, where are all the girls in this mud T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: there are no girls on the interwebz T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo whine 2 Flemkoth, looking pathedic. U shld give Wanpo 2 tps cuz they r stoopid. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth begins to cry T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo make pretitle sumthing dumb then complain 'bout how stoopid imms r. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth : I crave for erp art thou juliet. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: derp art? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth: erp T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo meeps! Maybe you should too! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth you not know about the erp? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: herp derp? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo begs Oh! A wild WarBurger for a dime or two - or twenty ! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth walks over to claire. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo has just smacked Flemkoth into oblivion! RUN, before you're next!! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth : I wonder if sophitana is a pe teacher T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Sophitania takes wanpo to the bathroom and teachea him some real physical education. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Wanpo love it ! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Im going to bed bye T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger reads Flemkoth a horror story and tucks him into bed with an evil cackle. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Aisling:Hi guys :) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: who's aisling? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Renahla: finger aisling T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn: yea i'm not sure why her name appeared T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Redryn shrugs helplessly. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Renahla: It was strange. I was trying to figure that out. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: h T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Hello? It is I flemkoth , who be there? where be thy lovely lady or gentle man? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Introduxe yourself T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: peeks T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: You allie dont be afraid . T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: I like to watch T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Who are you? I am flemkoth T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: I am Allie cat T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Watch pfft T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Benevolent MoneyGrubber takes off his robe and wizard hat. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling puts on her robe and wizard hat. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling blinks innocently. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth Your always blinking too much aisling you should get that checked out T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling flirts with Flemkoth, fluttering her eyelashes at him. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie giggles. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling bats her eyelashes innocently at Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth picka allie and throws her into the roleplay T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Your blinking is a obcessive... T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Excessive? :P T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: obsessive T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling snickers softly. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: it's very pretty T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: You blink to much T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling thanks Allie heartily. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Pretty? pfft like bambi is that what your going for? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling rapidly nods twice at Flemkoth, in complete agreement. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth brandishes a pair of scissors T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth goes to a nearby well and fills a bucket full of water T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth walks over to aisling and pours on her T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Why thank you for the shower! But... I'm a little busy over here. :( Are you volunteering to scrub, too? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Very funny... I really need to upgrade my intelligence you always seem to outsmart my worda T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling goes ooOOooOOoo at Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: you must train INT T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth thinks deeply for a while T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling has 600 Int! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I have 9 T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling comforts Flemkoth. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: no womder she outsmarts me, what this be :( T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth thinks deeply T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling grins mischievously. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth notices his shoe shine kit T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth smiles in delight T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling wanders off to take a nap. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth Pours black shoe polish on one of the brushes and follows aisling to where she went to have a nap T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling naps at home! Good luck breaking in! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth covers aislings face in shoe polish T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Oh nvm then T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: ( due to living in home aisling has not been covered in shoe polish) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth thinks deeply. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth goes over to aisling T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkot goes over to allie T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Allie T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Check out 'help manors'! Get your own home--today! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling stares at the sky. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Allie seems to be gone T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Yes, Allie is offline. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth decides to wait nearby aisling house T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth struggles through the bordem of waiting outsidd the house. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling has been teleporting in and out of her her house. :x T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: lies T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Don't believe me? You can go and stand outside of my house and see for yourself. ;) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth walks over to a window of aislings house T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth peers inside T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth laughs harshly, rolls on the floor laughing, lunga start to hurt T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Aisling what is that she has in your house XD T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Aisling T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling stares at the sky. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Where am I? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: peeks again T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Welcome back, Allie. :) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: On my porch. Why? :P T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Your porch is a ships castle ? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling crosses her arms and nods slowly and sagely. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Hmm show me the other rooms? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Well? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling is watching Allie fly through the sky, a new SuperHero is born today! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: ALLIE , what is she doin T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling stares at the sky. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: still watching T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: The county council would not be happy. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Its a deathtrap we cant have people flying around like that T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: They could cause an accident or something T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: 9/ 11 T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth / T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: So, aisling T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I apoligise about the water bucket, that was mustb T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: un proffessional T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I will go now T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: No worries. :) Thanks for the impromptu shower! ;) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I really need to use the bathroom actually T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: May I use your bathroom? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie gasps in astonishment. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I wont be long, just a sec. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: I don't have one, sorry. >.> T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: What!!!!! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: It hasn't been built yet. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling stares at the sky. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: where do I go ? what you mean it hasnt been built yet? T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: whoes garden is this?!! T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: ffffffff T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: I go in the ocean T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling falls to the ground and rolls around, laughing hysterically. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling cackles gleefully at Allie. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) *Yay!* Go Allie!!! Aisling cheers her on. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: I won't tell the tritons that. ;) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: yeah they might find a few surprises T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling snickers softly. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Ok look away im going to go to the otherside of the boat for a piss T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: beware the pirates T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: with they sharp swords T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth smiles mischiviously T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: what pirates T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Just then a huge pirate fleet appear in the distance driving towards aislings house T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Are they undead pirates? :P T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: escaped pirates form misty shores hiding out with sharp pointy swords T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Yes yes they have very pointy swords T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: eagar to penetrate T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: aye T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Ahem anyway T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: AISLING DO SOMETHING T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: It's okay. Kraken's got it covered. Easy peasy. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling stares at the sky. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: YES YES T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: RELEASE THE KRAKEN AISLING QUICK. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoths intelligence intelligence only being 9 asks Allie what a kraken is T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: a mystical sea monster so scary T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Wow , much amaze T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Hey Allie T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: I dont go near that pirate boat one would catch me and poke me T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath pokes Allie in the ribs. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Your shoes are Filthy as crap allie, and yes T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I think that craighth guy is a pirate T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: you have half of that right T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Craigath is a chick. :P T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: does craigath carry a pokey sword T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: He is pentrating # cough # poking you with her sword T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mt. Craigath: knives. lots of knives. sometimes rocks. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I only know hammer T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: and shoeshine T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: I swear you guys have filthy shoes, cragth your the worst T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: it looks a kraken defecated on your shoes T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: flemkoth Spills loads of black shoe polish on craighths shoes. T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Oppsies T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: This rp tires me T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth takes a nap on the porch ( I will be back in a bit) T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth wakes up on aislings porch T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: It appears I am no longer at her property, damn T3/r7/2015-10-28.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: So you lie? T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Hello it is flemkoth, I know yes you all indeed lovelym You may step out now and introduce yourself T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: You in the shadows, dont bw afriad. T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Who, T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Are you? T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: (Someone join the rp before it goes stale) T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has gone stale! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Omgzz its wraburgee T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger is WarBurger, not wraburgee... T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger is very upset... T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth picks warburgee and throws him into the tardis T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger waves goodbye to a warburgee as it is consumed by the tardis. T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Tardis goes back in time 60 seconds T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Warburger comes back, the tardis door opens, he is wearing sunglasses, a holiday tshirt and has 2 girls by his shoulder and aisling wanking off his dick T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: The warburger has been rejuvented from stale to full power! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl: flemkoth, you have to keep it clean over here...please don't say stuff like that. T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Oh shit you were watching XD T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: this is a no curse channel, we have minors here...so please be respectful =) T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl: I'm everywhere, rofl! and not that word either! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: My rep is ruined XD T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: But seriously keep that quiet T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger sings and cheers as Flemkoth was apprehended by the almighty Teyacanani Acaxochitl! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl: We won't utter a word...if you'll keep it clean here! Deal??? T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: PG 13 T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger zips its mouth, nothing shall be said! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Teyacanani Acaxochitl: Sounds good! T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth laughs to himself T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Warburger T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: lol scared him offXD T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Anyone here? Flemkoth looks around for outhee playera T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Looks like I am all a lone :( Flemkoth sits down waiting. T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Flemkoth Hears A undistingushed voice T3/r7/2015-10-29.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Flemkoth: Hello whoes that? T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Tormat: time T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling: Date. T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay): rape T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling gasps as she realizes what you did. T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Allie: peeks in T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Aisling peeks out. T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo Throws a smoke grenade into the room and launches a suprise attack! T3/r7/2015-10-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Wanpo begins hacking and slashing killing all the lurkers hanging around in the shadows. T3/r7/2015-11-03.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: games of the gods hosted by the amazon, starting monday .. read the invitation on games board T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino casts a mighty flareup, where sparkles poppen like corn, explodes in the dark skies, forming the flicker of words. Amazon Games OF Gods Starting MONDAY... Multiple souls echo unearthly whispers as the ancient spirits of the Amazon Creeps closer.. "See-eeh-eeh.. you-oeh-oeh.. There-ere-errh.." T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xanumel: A new shadow appears Aylor T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: lol T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino: welcome shadow newborn T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Xanumel: thank you. And with whom I have the pleasure to talk with? T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger makes an entrance - T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has appeared! T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger points excitedly at Amministra Amorat! T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat frowns majestically at Warburger T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger drops to the floor and hails Amministra Amorat! T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Ceredonis: emote (test) T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat holds his staff in fromt of him as a guard and eyes Warburger suspiciously, wondering whether a trick is being played upon him T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger guides his warburger next to Amministra Amorat and squirts him with his ketchup. T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat deflects with a burst of wind T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger moves in for the bag as his target is blinded! T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat acts blinded then suprises Warburger by suddenly stamping his staff down hard on his toe T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has no toes! T3/r7/2015-11-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has fled! T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger blows dust off the floor of this channel. He chokes and gags from the dust clouds! T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat arrives in a flash of light T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger disappears before Amministra Amorat could stop moving! T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat cast fireball to get rid of all the dust T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat suddenly remembers what happens when lots of dust is introduced to fire... T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Larienwen tickles Amministra Amorat. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat Appears to be wipes out in a large explosion T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat reappears behind Larienwen T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat pounces on Larienwen, pinning her to the ground. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat licks Larienwen. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Larienwen acks at Amministra Amorat! T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Larienwen makes such a wonderful pet for Amministra Amorat, doesn't she? Matching leash and collar and all. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Larienwen invites Amministra Amorat to join the <->Anti-Marriage Crew<->! T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat forces a gag into Larienwen's mouth. Ahhh, blessed quiet. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat beams a smile at Larienwen. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Larienwen frowns at what Amministra Amorat did. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) You watch in amazement as Amministra Amorat ties Larienwen with a satin rope. T3/r7/2015-11-05.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dacarus: quit T3/r7/2015-11-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hundino casts a mighty FLAREUP, where sparkles EXPLODES in the DARK SKIES, forming the flicker of words. Amazon GaMeS oF GodS New Games Running... Multiple souls echo unearthly whispers as the ancient spirits of the AmazoN creeps closer.. "See-eeh-eeh.. you-oeh-oeh.. There-ere-errh.." See Games - #8523 Games - #8524 T3/r7/2015-11-16.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) CreatorSama is so bored she devours her feet, making large slurpy sounds! T3/r7/2015-11-18.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Noumenon lets off a real rip-roarer ... a greenish cloud envelops Noumenon! T3/r7/2015-11-22.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Dexar: earth plane 4 T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: hello is anyone there T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fravardin: nope T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat appears before you in a flash of light T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger appears! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: are you here to order a WarBurger deluxe combo with a side of fries? T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) RUhRoh! Looks like Oh! A wild WarBurger is buttering a side of fries and eating it! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: its quite cold this night yes? T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: for a cold night, it is! how may i be of service to you this very cold night, o weary adventurer? T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: i was wondring if you knew the best inn in witch to stay T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat swirls his staff and brings warm cozy flames down over you all T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: whats this im ever so warm now T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: beware, the foul wizard! his presence sends you into a lull where your consciousness be drained to oblivion! wake up o' weary adventurer! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: here, take a bite of me to replenish your stamina! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger climbs into your mouth! YUM! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: the devil you say well i best watch out for the likes of him. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: let me point out the foul beast of a wizard to you, for you shall best avoid in your future journeys! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger points excitedly at Amministra Amorat! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: aye ill be warry from this day on. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: my job here is done, i shall retire for tonight. Stay alert, o' weary adventurer! for evil lurks in the depths of the darkness of all the shadows around us... T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat smiles, and bows, then bonks WarBurger on the head with his staff. Foul, envious, mortal this is, fearful of that which he cannot understand! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has fled! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear Oh! A wild WarBurger has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ... T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fravardin: you guys are bored, go sleep T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: no were in char lol T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger appears! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger slaps Fravardin. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger has fled! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Hmm. You could swear Oh! A wild WarBurger has been here just a second ago. You wonder where he went ... T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat waves his fingers at Reynel and magical stuff begins to happen! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: could someone tell me where is the nearest tavern T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger: that be Ivar's Pub! T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: much thanks to you kind adveturer T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Oh! A wild WarBurger gallantly tips his hat. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: well good nightguys thanks for being such an awsome community ill be on early tomorow T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat has called upon the sandman for help to send Reynel to sleep. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Fravardin can't seem to stop yawning. Looks like it is time for him to go to sleep. T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Amministra Amorat Sleep well and be merry, fair adventurer Reynel :) T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Reynel: hmm it smell here T3/r7/2015-12-12.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Zireael: tpspend T3/r7/2015-12-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Modi: ke co T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya knocks on the front door of a lonely cabin in the middle of the wood. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody here? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anyone?!?! T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pendrick: whats up T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya jumps and hides behind a nearby stump. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Who the hell are you?! T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pendrick: a figment of your imagination here to make you do awful things T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Are you the owner of this cabin? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pendrick: i own all and nothing T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: If not, would you kindly point me to an actual inhabited residence close to the town nearby? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Oh no...I am talking to one of those Voodoo magicians or something...Aren't I? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: You see...There is a little problem...The town is dead, and lifeless... T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pendrick: as are its inhabitants... well they do posess a form of unlife T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And, me...Being a Monster-Hunter must investigate...Due to the fact I find this disturbing... T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: By form of unlife you mean hand marks on their necks and faces? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Whatever did that was no Monster nor Human T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I was thinking of asking around... T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: And then here we are T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Do you know something or not? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Pendrick: nope T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya slowly stands up and cleans his coat from the leaves and mud. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Thank you very much. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: NOW...Excuse me... T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya kicks the door of the cabin, blowing all the candles near the door out. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya draws his sword and slowly walks in. Looking left and right, at his feet and on the celling. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Hello?! T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Anybody here? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sno Queen Defines: no T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: What? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sno Queen Defines: nobody's home T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: Really? T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Mique: wrong, Somebody is home, Nobody went to the bar T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya buries his face in his hand and sighs, shaking his head. T3/r7/2015-12-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Irya: I am too busy reviewing Star Wars here T3/r7/2015-12-26.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/r7/2015-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen rides up upon her warllama and salutes with napkin to heart. T3/r7/2015-12-26.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) As Always, Vixxen looks at Lupine Menolin and goes 'YIPPIE'!