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Keksimaton
Promising
Supreme Hero
Talk to the hand
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posted July 05, 2011 09:24 PM |
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"You don't usually get any dwarves around here, but these moulds don't make it look much different from the native guns," Horace answered, examining the moulds. "I'll get to work then."
The bellows blow and the flames rise. This may be the last time that Horace would ever practise his art. "What the hell am I thinking?" he thought.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted July 06, 2011 06:58 AM |
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- Of course the slugs ain't for the bloody junk ye humans call firearms. These moulds are made specifically for our need by the Black Mountain Clan, the best damn gunsmiths among the dwarves- Magnus proudly said.
- Lead is too soft to penetrate the tough skin of a dragon.-Drago said- Steel is perfect for our task. Our guns are also made by the said clan.
- Aye. From the finest dwarven steel smelted by me clan. Me guns saw action in the Unification War- Magnus added. The Unification War was the largest and only dwarven civil war.
- This runt knows his work. Way better than those idiots in other small towns.- Said Magnus while observing Horace at work.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted July 06, 2011 10:51 AM |
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Boolroc noticed the vial glow inside one of his many indetectable pockets. He took it out casualy slow.
"Well waddaya know. I seem to have one of these glowy things as well."
Boolroc absently scratched behind his ear, which would, were it not that he wore a golden earring, otherwise barely noticable.
"How did I come by this thing?"
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DagothGares
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 14, 2011 03:19 AM |
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"Aaaaah! I can't get any work done with all this racket downstairs." Darren shouted and was about to throw the map off the table, but thought the better of it in time. He looked pensively at the map, bored and frustrated. Why is so much geographical knowledge required for this? He got up. I better have a drink and relax, he thought to himself, at this rate I'm not going anywhere.
Darren slid downstairs, not paying any attention whatsoever to his surroundings, because at this point in time he didn't give a single damn about that crocodile-man-thing and a room full of quiet people.
As he walked to the bar he saw some woman ignite fire with her hands, which made him stop for a few seconds. Any man within a distance of two feet could hear the cogs churning inside his head, before he decided to approach this fiery female. He then noticed a man that looked like he enjoyed shoving spiked up his head was trying to make conversation with this female. As gallant as ever he made a few big strides towards the bar to claim her attention.
"Can you do that on command?" he asked after having made a slight nod at the fire and making a mental note to offer to pay her tab, the minute she makes a threatening sign at him. He sat himself down next to the woman.
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JoonasTo
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted July 14, 2011 10:22 PM |
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Amenta took a contemtuous glance at the disoriented man who had sat next to him. "Scram, jerk." There was a barely audible crackling sound. "Before I'll toast your ass." A small ball of flame ignited between her fingers. She twirled the ball in the air while turning to the man who addressed her about the fire and stuffed the flame as close to his face as possible without igniting his eyebrows. "Does this answer your question?" She took a gulp out of her drink and shuddered but her lips grew up into a wicked smile. "Actually, don't answer yet." She took a sip out of the drink and threw it towards the fireplace. The fireball from her hand swooped towards the flying tankard and ignited it in a cloud of fire. All of the flames striked straight into the fireplace in a swirling torrent exhausting the fire. She looked back to the young man. "Now, you can asnwer it. And buy the lady a drink would you?"
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DagothGares
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 14, 2011 11:20 PM |
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Darren raised an eye brow and then smirked when he saw her ignite the fireplace to bloody cinders. He felt a small sensation inside when he saw the fire that was a combination of primal fear, the kind of fear a small and cripple mouse feels when being hit by a cat's paw, and slight physical attraction. He ordered a few drinks and told the barkeep to put her on his tab. The barkeep mubled something about something becoming a pretty steep tab, but Darren clearly was in a pretty uncaring mood about finances, as he usually tends to be, truth be told.
"That is a very impressive ability you have there." Darren said, feeling slightly stupid for not coming up with a more effective and suave opening line, but, really, he was too eager to get this dangerous woman on his journey to think too much. "Are you currently seeking employment?" he then asked. "I currently am going for a business venture which will grant access to a wizard's artifacts, you see, and I am looking for some able men and women to help me, the payment is in whatever artifacts are to be found on the way and a cut of the gold." Darren then stated, garbling up so many words. One might suspect he was a bit nervous or something.
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JoonasTo
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted July 15, 2011 12:00 AM |
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Edited by JoonasTo at 00:09, 15 Jul 2011.
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Amenta swirled her drink for a while and took a sip. "Dungeons..." She slowly spun her index finger in the drink. "A lot of people have gone chasing off after wizard tresures. Most of them never heard of again." a slight pause as she licked and sucked her finger clean and turned to the man with the proposition again. "What makes you think you will succeed mister...?"
"Darren," Darren added quickly and hesitated slightly before extending his hand towards her as he had done with all other adventurers. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, missus...?"
Amenta took the hand and shook it. "Minze. Amenta Minze." She released his hand and continued. "As I was saying, what exactly is your inspiration for this venture?"
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DagothGares
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Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 15, 2011 12:26 AM |
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"Well, miss Minze, let's not mince" and while he was saying he got th same stupid expression everyone has when they think they're being funny with words. "any words and get down to business." After that awkward sentence he continued: "I have a map in my room, which was passed to me by my father, a renowned adventurer and scoundrel, named Cornelius Darrensen." he got that glint in his eye when he was talking about his father in a grand tone. "He stole said map from Zaun, the great wizard and very recently, I'll have you know I got a translation booklet on common symbols and wizard codes. I figured out the location of the treasure and I am going to venture to the east of the Ergitan Empire and get the treasure from one of the wizard towers, myself, miss Minze. that is what has inspired me to this venture."
He was losing himself a bit in this excitement as he was trying to convince someone of the legitimate nature of his map and its translation for the fourth time in two days.
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JoonasTo
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted July 15, 2011 12:42 AM |
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Amenta pondered for a while before gulping down her drink in one swoop. "We'll go to hell or die trying!" She stood up and flinged a few more coins to the tavern keeper. "I'll take one of your rooms upstairs." she turns to face Darren once more. "See you tomorrow, boss." With wink she vanishes upstairs.
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B-E-T-A
Promising
Legendary Hero
Guess Who is Back?
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posted July 16, 2011 11:53 AM |
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Quasu raised an eyebrow when she saw the Sobekan with he vial. Snatching her other vial away from the Templar's rune, Quasu walked over to the Sobekan and put her hand forward "Give it to me." she said and strangely enough, the Sobekan actually gave her the vial.
Quasu raised the vial up towards the air and inspected it before nodding "Yes, this is mine. Tell me, how do you suppose it got into your pocket?" Quasu asked casually. She cared little for the laws and thieves of the nations, as long as she got to keep her stuff.
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted July 16, 2011 10:26 PM |
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Boolroc made a difficult face, which was hard enough given his features. Then he stuck his finger in the air, like had an idea.
"I recall this vial lying in the room of that shifty fellow I played cards with when he payed me his debt. And I swiped it when he wasn't looking. He was too sketchy to trust with brightly coloured liquids."
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DagothGares
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 16, 2011 11:18 PM |
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Suddenly a loud noise was heard, a glassy noise, like someone threw a bar stool through the window. "Curses, foiled again." a gravelly voice shouted, a voice so gravelly you're wondering whether he had a mouth full of dirt and tobacco when he spoke.
The crowd turned around and stood aghast as the seemingly old man, that we know as Limp, made a very wide leap out the window and rode away on a charger ten seconds later. One could hear the town watch going afer him another ten seconds later, the town watch being very prepared, since there were rumours that someone got shot outside the tavern and there was horse theft about. Boolroc didn't doubt for an instant Limp would get away, because Boolroc knew Limp well.
The tavern was silent for awhile.
"Well, that settles that, then." A man said in a sad tone. This man was hoping for some spectacle, like an old-fashioned lynching or at least a good bar fight to help brighten his day, since today, he found out his wife was cheating on him for quite a while with his best friend and a dwarf, named Wysok. Seriously, a dwarf? The man gave her a savage beating, but that only made the pain and powerlessness he felt inside so much worse. He continued nursing his drink and hoping someone else would get lynched tonight.
The crowd minded its own business now that it was clear that this was all a gross misunderstanding.
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DagothGares
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 16, 2011 11:51 PM |
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As the night started to rise in order to begin another day, everyone went to bed and slept their dreams, some glorious, filled with gold and power, others with fear and hesitation and others had their regular dreams, because they were pretty sure that Darren was pulling some inept con on them. No matter which way they dreamt, they passed the night peacefully, without any unfortunate eventualities. The morning was surprisingly uneventful, too, as if the hand of God got tired of things not running smoothly.
Darren and everyone else had a hearty breakfast, except those that didn't. The entire rag-tag team of not-really-ruffians was ready about two hours after sunrise, because the group was a rather slow bunch and Darren didn't have the foresight to get some supplies the day before the trip, you see.
Darren felt rather grand and dignified when he saw the group that he mustered.
He addressed the group in its entirety for the first time then, right before they left: "Ladies and gentlemen, my brother and I are honoured to have such capable individuals travelling with us to go and find Zaun's vault, truly a worthy company for a worthy prize." He smiled, not quite as stupid as he tended to do yesterday, but still a little foolish and with a hint of smugness about it. One might get the urge to beat it out of him. "Our first destination is Mansraught, from where we shall take the highway and try to go all the way towards the Ergitan capital from where it is easy travelling towards the isle-group. that is our goal, ladies and gentlemen, now this first bout takes three days worth of travel, which shouldn't be too much for such capable individuals as you." Darren just kept smiling. "Now, then, let us go." he said, without bothering to introduce everyone to each other.
The road was a plain dirt road through vast fields of plains, though there were some mean-looking forests in the far distance. The terrain was far from being as hostile as the horrifying marshes that stretched on the other side of town.
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berny-mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted July 16, 2011 11:56 PM |
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Adal was still half asleep, and was leaning on Obsidian's shoulder as he stumbled along with him while rubbing his head. "Ugh...that horse woulda been useful now..."
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted July 17, 2011 07:03 AM |
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Obsidian smiled as he supported the half-demon. "You know, Adal, the animal looks like it is still there... We could go wake it up." Of course, the only reason Obsidian didn't just drop the man or give him the silent treatment was Obsidian's good mood.
Why was he in such a good mood? Well, the Templar had slept and had a dream that gave the distinct impression of something important and world-shaking happening that would change the face of the earth as they knew it... for the better. He got the impression that he would be part of the cause. Like any good Templar (self-proclaimed zealots of the light and heralds of good) this was enough to make him feel chipper and go-getting.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted July 17, 2011 08:06 AM |
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Magnus and Drago walked instead of riding, as their mounts were loaded with their belongings, leathers and other gear. Magnus walked silently and was busy plaiting his beard, a rather unusual thing for him as the dwarf rather kept it loose. After Magnus combed his moustache with a comb made from a mammoth tusk, he looked at a frying pan that his ram carried and said.
- Now that's a handsome dwarf, eh Drago?
- Sure.
- Ye still have that mandrake brew?
- Three more bottles.
- Aye, then pour in some- Magnus said and took out a tin cup. Dragomir often brewed moonshine out of mandrakes. It was a stout antiseptic and was stronger than rye somogon. It usually was the only drink that the duo had when travelling.
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berny-mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted July 17, 2011 05:43 PM |
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"Really?" said Adal as he rubbed his eyes and looked around. Apparently the horse had gotten up and was trotting slightly behind them. "Well that's convenient."
Adal trudged over to the horse and caressed the horse's head while muttering a few words. His hand glowed and the horse's strength seemed to have returned. Adal got on the horse and trotted forward beside Obsidian. "Well, thank you, Oby."
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DagothGares
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
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posted July 17, 2011 07:08 PM |
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"Say, brother," Darren said as he noticed Adal bring a horse back on its feet, which he presumed dead. "Did you hire that man with a hole in his face? I don't seem to remember him." Darren didn't fuss or directly confront Adal about it, since the man seemed to be rather tired and he wouldn't want to offend someone with healing hands.
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted July 17, 2011 08:47 PM |
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Obsidian's mood began to melt rather quickly. "Don't call me 'Obsy'," he told Adal, who was riding the horse now (Position reverse! Obsidian is looking up to talk to him). "I'll knock your horse out again."
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Keksimaton
Promising
Supreme Hero
Talk to the hand
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posted July 17, 2011 09:20 PM |
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Horace took a look at the man Darren was referring to and scratched his head. "I think... Obstiniatian, was it, told me he'd be taking him with us," Horace says before moving onto an exagerrated shrug. "He was a bit off like that yesterday too. Might be a half-wit for all I know."
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