T3/r7/2019-06-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) (object) Daak: r
T3/r7/2019-06-02.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi is agreeing with that (object) Daak person again...
T3/r7/2019-06-08.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft notices the demon out of the corner of his eye and is startled.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft sets up camp and prepares for the journey ahead.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Bodhi: On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood! What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season for evil!
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft begins organizing a few weapons and trinkets as he starts reading the tracks of animals on the ground. The symphony of the cricket song begins to hail the approaching twilight. He places his ear to the ground, closing his eyes.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft: hmm, it seems I'm not alone in this forest,' he says, as he gathers up his weapons and marks one of the nearby trees. 'I should probably set a few traps, just in case.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft sharpens a few arrows on a nearby whetstone and takes out a length of fishing line from his satchel. He then hammers a stick into the nearby foliage and attaches one end of the string to it. Then, going to the marked tree, he grabs a branch and bends it down to hold his camouflaged hemp net in place. He makes sure to cover it with leaves so that they look as if they've fallen in a natural pattern. All of a sudden there's a *SNAP* from the northwest. One of his warning sticks has gone off about fifty yards away.
T3/r7/2019-06-09.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Happy Pill Zuloft quickly analyzes the soil with his hands, and heads off to hunt and investigate whatever made the sound. Moments later, he happens upon a naiad splashing around in a nearby spring. She giggles playfully and carefree, oblivious of the seasoned hunter stalking the woods. "No," he whispers to himself "This isn't who tripped the alarm, whoever it was they were much heavier." He slings his bow onto his back and re-quivers his arrow, continuing along the dense foliage so as not to be noticed.
T3/r7/2019-06-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yamzalal: If it comes naturally to mind,accept your thoughts and follow through with them! it's better to die a happy man than grow old full of regrets!
T3/r7/2019-06-10.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Yamzalal: 'we follow out of free will'.,but honestly speaking following out of fear
T3/r7/2019-06-30.txt.gz:{chan ch=rp}(Roleplay) Snooky: The Yumbo...