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Neris |
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11-03-99 04:17 PM ET (US) Profile
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*ooc* Copied from the old forum:
quote: *ic* "I know who-- I know wh-- What are you talking about, Langin??" She frowns in thought for a moment, then her expression brightens and she snaps her fingers. "Oh yes! It will be? Good then. Shall we get to work?" She sits at the table in the dining room, pulling her chair close to it and resting her arms on its top. She pauses, staring blankly at the table, then laughs aloud. "I don't suppose anyone remembered to bring anything that we'd be working on, did they?" [This message has been edited by Neris
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Tara |
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11-03-99 04:59 PM ET (US) Profile
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*Seeing her brother spill his drink, she puts a palm over her lips to hide her grin, masking her laugh with a cough and tosses napkins in Baron G's lap when he sits back down. Sitting back she gives her brother a smirk and claps softly, mouthing the words "Nice one bro." She calls to a waitress* Dry towel here...two more ales
*She drops more napkins in her brother's lap as she talks to him*
Aye, Barnabas continues to care for us...I have a
feeling though...things won't be so "quiet" for long...
*She gives him a slight grin and thanks the waitress as she delivers
the ale. The waitress takes the napkins from Baron G's lap, sets the towel
on his damp leg and winks at him as she walks away with a little giggle*
She must like a man who can handle his ale so
"well" brother...
*At this she laughs quietly and shakes her head, hoping her brother can
still take a joke*
"Something Wicked This Way Comes..." [This message has been edited by Tara
(edited 11-03-99).]
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Keldor |
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11-04-99 02:48 AM ET (US) Profile
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*ooc* sorry about the length, got to introduce my character somewhere :)*** A small figure steps into the door, unannounced by
any noise save when he gently closes the door behind him with a gentle
click that is all but swallowed by the clamour of many people drinking and
making merry. Any to look up and see him, noticed a shadowy figure wrapped
with dark grey trousers and a dark grey cloak as well. He seemed not at
all to fit with the great lords and warriors present at this place. Even
more interesting was the hazy quality he had, as if the area immediately
around him was filled with an invisible smoke thta seemed tinted a green
and dark brown. Then amazingly it seemed the colors slowly shifted to the
lighter brown and an orange/yellow color present in the bar and it's
lighting.
Any still watching the hazy figure would notice his eyes flicking here
and there noting all the people and evaluating how much of a threat they
represented. Though he was now among friends and guildmates that he "knew"
were true to him, he could not help but be wary, the training he had
instilled in himself ran too deep.
He glances around at all the unfamiliar and barely familiar faces. Off
to a side he notices Neris. He walks in her direction. "Mi'lady, my most humble apologies for being unable to gather with our
guild before this. Being a warrior, and leading men are very new things to
me. The recent attack went off rather smoothly though."
Keldor notices Neris look down at the small bit of
blood that showed to the side of where his hand rested on the
table
"Nothing to worry about my liege, a small scratch I recieved earlier. I
was unaware of the third sentry. I leave it as it is for now merely as a
reminder of the consequences of arrogance and overconfidance."
He lifts his hand off the table then wipes the
blood off with his sleeve.
Dominion
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Seren |
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11-04-99 03:26 AM ET (US) Profile
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A large battle-wounded figure walks through the doorway and proceeds directly to the bar. " Bar keep!, Bring me your largest mug of ale." The barkeep hurries over a mug of ale as Seren tosses some gold coins
upon the bar. "Another ale,,,and a round for my friends." Seren grabs two ales, walks over to the stranger talking to Neris, and hands him a mug. "Greetings, I am Seren, a warrior, and worshiper of the great
Barnabas." Lord Seren [This message has been edited by Seren (edited 11-04-99).] |
| Darkmoore |
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11-04-99 08:28 PM ET (US) Profile
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Darkmoore gathers his things, finishes off his mug of ale, and heads towards the door. Grave news have reached me concerning my allies,
these urgent matters require my personal attention. May Barnabas show us
the way and we shell soon raise our mugs in victory again.[\RED]
Darkmoore waves as he steps out into the night.
*OOC* this is like the 6 draft which makes this message kinda late :)
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Mirgo |
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11-05-99 06:58 PM ET (US) Profile
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Mirgo re-enters the tavern bedraggled and battle-weary. "A glorious battle," he declares as he gets a glass of wine from the bar. "The heretics fought hard, but they were no match for the might of Barnabas." "A toast," he calls to his guild brethern as he raises his glass into the air. "To the glory of Barnabas!" Quaffing his wine, he waves to a barmaid for a refill.
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| ManiacMax |
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11-05-99 07:05 PM ET (US) Profile
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Alas my friends I have come to join in a few drinks with you. The time between battles is short. Although i see that we are winning I would like to remind you to not become to overexcited with your victories. But as it is i would like to congratulate you all on your courageous victories. *A toast to victories now and to come!*
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11-05-99 08:55 PM ET (US) Profile
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No new business here. Are you sure we had stuff to work on? You are in command, you tell us what we need to work on. Langin smiles and chuckles. He ducks just in time to avoid a book, thrown by Neris. No need to get testy. I was ju....
Langin is interrupted by a knock
Ah! Finally! Come in!
A cook walks in with a platter.
Duck you all?
Langin, AGM of DominionDestiny-Not chosen, yet decided by your choices. |
| Tankred |
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11-05-99 09:41 PM ET (US) Profile
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Tankred comes bursting through the door, eager to tell all about his victories. But soon he understands that the crowded tavern is brimming with warstories. He sits down and listens.
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| Rampage |
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11-06-99 12:02 AM ET (US) Profile
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As the warrior realizes what is going on, he is sitting in a chair, near an old wooden table. He realizes the man next to him is his personal messenger. What are you doing here....?" He says softly to the man. The man responds, "M'Lord, I'm here to report how our attack went..." Then gives him a confused look. "Ah yes, well then, expl...Wait, we need some drinks first." He then walks up to the bar to grab a couple of glasses of brew.
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| Neris |
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11-06-99 12:25 AM ET (US) Profile
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Neris laughs as Langin is saved by the arrival of the food. "As guild mistress, I believe that entitles me to the lion's share of the duck and the ale." She laughs more and gestures at the cook to bring the food to her. "Right over here, please!"
"Impero Barnabatis, Iussum et Pax." [This message has been edited by Neris
(edited 11-06-99).] |
Haplo |
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11-06-99 09:23 PM ET (US) Profile
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As Haplo sits drinking his ale he watches as a messenger walks in. The messenger looks around and turns and walks towrd Haplo. When he reches him he pulls out a scroll. For you M'Lord. Haplo quickly reads the scrool and look up at the messenger. Viscount Brew only wishes to talk? Yes M'Lord, and he says no harm will come to you. He just wants info on why BC attacked them. Then I shall come. Haplo stands If some one needs me tell them I shall return shortly. He than walks out. What shall be, shall be! |
| Rampage |
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11-07-99 12:36 PM ET (US) Profile
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After Rampage grabs some drinks, he makes his way back to the table. He sets one down next to his messenger, then lays the other two near him. Alright, so you had a report to give? Yes I did. He takes a sip of his drink, We did quite well in the war, but I've been
hearing it was all for nothing..
He softens his voice and begins to talk to his
leader about the rumors he's been hearing...
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| Tankred |
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11-07-99 06:09 PM ET (US) Profile
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A messenger arrives,leaning over the table,and whispers in Tankreds ear. His face turns red with rage as he understands."This cannot be"he shouts,loud enough for all to hear. He gathers his things and rushes out the door.
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| Wildfire |
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11-07-99 09:03 PM ET (US) Profile
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Wildfire enters the tavern robbed. He enters angered at was has happened to the guild he belongs too and its members. He says, "Be at the normal meeting sight when the moon passes the north star. Time has come when we must stick together." A$G$M |
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