T3/r7/2018-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: do you keep stats through Tiers?
T3/r7/2018-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: mis
T3/r7/2018-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: so I can get some experience doing other skills?
T3/r7/2018-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taeryn: The pub could use a scullery maid.
T3/r7/2018-03-04.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) 'Gadzooks!' cries Jhav. 'How arst thee today, mine good lord?'. The room goes quiet.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Stromth: the triton scootches into a seat in the back of the inn, his eyes dark and foreboding. glints of metal are glimpsed through flashes of his cloak, and a near palpable aura of anger surrounds him.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Blueberry: this is when the elf come into play and pays for the tritons ale
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Stromth: the triton pauses as the elf sidles up to the table, and glares. but when the elf offers to pay for his drink, he blinks, then nods. "th'names Stromth"
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: heh, cya
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: mis
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MidKnight Gladacus: GJ!
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon bows deeply.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon blushes.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) MidKnight Gladacus: Wait....people have this on??
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: I'm just roleplaying a clutz.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Shake: a/s/l?
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: 5/f/las vegas/webcam
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: will make mashed potatoes with my feet on cam for the right amount of gold.
T3/r7/2018-03-13.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon winks at Shake.
T3/r7/2018-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Useless Celebrity: hey. making a family is a rl rpg
T3/r7/2018-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Useless Celebrity: you pretty much just grind for stats there. 
T3/r7/2018-03-14.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Useless Celebrity: same as here
T3/r7/2018-03-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Sabon: heh, ty ty
T3/r7/2018-03-15.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Stromth: the triton was weary from all that questing and puzzle solving. he slunk into the aylorean bar on the seedy side of town and ordered an ale, a meal, and a room. he plopped into a stool at the bar and tried not to think, letting the glances of the other patrons roll off him like water.
T3/r7/2018-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Useless Celebrity: wanna debate?
T3/r7/2018-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Useless Celebrity: if not wanting to debate, you're agreeing with whatever happens to you!
T3/r7/2018-03-17.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Taeryn: You are outside your jurisdiction, sir!  You must answer to the king's laws for your transactions this day!
T3/r7/2018-03-20.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Stromth: the triton, stromth, lays under the night sky, the fire crackling beside him. he head put the dragon egg he had found in there, knowing that dragons liked heat. he was being irrational, he knew. he should be getting his sleep, evil waitdd for no one and there was no end of jobs for him to do. he should just ditch the dragon egg, it was dead weight and he didnt have a clue what to do with it if it even hatched. but, all the same... all the same, he stayed up, staring at the dragon egg. then, suddenly, it moved, in the fire, and in the air was another sort of mption, a prickling at his awareness. more of a nudge, really.