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*a cloud of red smoke arises from the floor, lingers a second and a dark figure appears in his usual seat in the dark corner of the tavern, for several minutes, all you see are two yellow eyes through the smoke.* Hello Barbus Good to see you friend. Good to be back, the last time I was here I was dealing with the Royal Guard, but what's with the tin cans helping them out? I don't know whats up with them i have been in a trance most of the day because of this cursed ring. I was going to ask about that, where did ye find that? |
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XI(day 100) of the time of the sun era The last day of the sun era almost comes to a end as it rains heavily outside the Sinatorium streets. The Menu reads: Today’s special for dark elves: Spicy battered fried Scorpion; once you get past the fact that its scorpion, the meat is quite tender and flavorful. As a desert we serve Blood Pudding; the contents of this boiled sausage are best left undisclosed. The many hobbits are celeberating dancing and singing. Four human warriors are demanding Goblin’s Brew and scowl at any who look at them. The town is full of people from foreign lands setting up their stands and ready to sell their goods. Rides are being also set up for the children as many of those who worked at theaters are preparing for the parade. Yes its been a while the Scorpion meal for me please |
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walks up to the bar.*Greating I will try some of that grapan our little friends drink barkeep* The barkeep is getting harrassed by the tipsy warriors as they tap him with the end of their swords on his butt. The barkeep turns red in the face to serve Max the grapan. "I don't like them I say dark elf. They are trouble," he finishes. *whispered* I see we are having a human infestation problem, shall I play exteriminator? *whispers* "They seem to have a problem holding there liquor down. It shouldn't be too much of a problem to get rid of them" |
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*a cloud of red smoke arises from the floor, lingers a second and a dark figure appears in his usual seat in the dark corner of the tavern, for several minutes, all you see are two yellow eyes through the smoke.* Hello Barbus Good to see you friend. Good to be back, the last time I was here I was dealing with the Royal Guard, but what's with the tin cans helping them out? I don't know whats up with them i have been in a trance most of the day because of this cursed ring. I was going to ask about that, where did ye find that? I bought it from a stranger if i ever see him again i will kill him. |
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XI(day 100) of the time of the sun era The last day of the sun era almost comes to a end as it rains heavily outside the Sinatorium streets. The Menu reads: Today’s special for dark elves: Spicy battered fried Scorpion; once you get past the fact that its scorpion, the meat is quite tender and flavorful. As a desert we serve Blood Pudding; the contents of this boiled sausage are best left undisclosed. The many hobbits are celeberating dancing and singing. Four human warriors are demanding Goblin’s Brew and scowl at any who look at them. The town is full of people from foreign lands setting up their stands and ready to sell their goods. Rides are being also set up for the children as many of those who worked at theaters are preparing for the parade. Yes its been a while the Scorpion meal for me please sizzling fried scorpion is served to the fellow dark elf. "How is it going Max. Are you feeling better?" he asks curiously as the tipsy warriors are waving their mugs. The barkeep then looks at Barbus in a way for help. |
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*a cloud of red smoke arises from the floor, lingers a second and a dark figure appears in his usual seat in the dark corner of the tavern, for several minutes, all you see are two yellow eyes through the smoke.* Hello Barbus Good to see you friend. Good to be back, the last time I was here I was dealing with the Royal Guard, but what's with the tin cans helping them out? I don't know whats up with them i have been in a trance most of the day because of this cursed ring. I was going to ask about that, where did ye find that? I bought it from a stranger if i ever see him again i will kill him. I knew I smelled something funny about that ring, I belive I too had seen that once about 443 years ago... *reveals mark on ring finger* |
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XI(day 100) of the time of the sun era The last day of the sun era almost comes to a end as it rains heavily outside the Sinatorium streets. The Menu reads: Today’s special for dark elves: Spicy battered fried Scorpion; once you get past the fact that its scorpion, the meat is quite tender and flavorful. As a desert we serve Blood Pudding; the contents of this boiled sausage are best left undisclosed. The many hobbits are celeberating dancing and singing. Four human warriors are demanding Goblin’s Brew and scowl at any who look at them. The town is full of people from foreign lands setting up their stands and ready to sell their goods. Rides are being also set up for the children as many of those who worked at theaters are preparing for the parade. Yes its been a while the Scorpion meal for me please sizzling fried scorpion is served to the fellow dark elf. "How is it going Max. Are you feeling better?" he asks curiously as the tipsy warriors are waving their mugs. The barkeep then looks at Barbus in a way for help. Yes better but still a bit weak thank you for asking friend |
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*in dark elvish* alright boys, I have had enough watch an old man in action. *in english* you four! *Summons a fire ball and tosses it onto the table in between them all* You have worn out your welcome here! *Following the fireball, four daggers flie, striking each of the humans in the legs*
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One of the warrior stands up almost falling. "you better serve me another or we will make sure you will regret it!" he screams throwing a mug at the end of the wall almost hitting Max.
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XI(day 100) of the time of the sun era The last day of the sun era almost comes to a end as it rains heavily outside the Sinatorium streets. The Menu reads: Today’s special for dark elves: Spicy battered fried Scorpion; once you get past the fact that its scorpion, the meat is quite tender and flavorful. As a desert we serve Blood Pudding; the contents of this boiled sausage are best left undisclosed. The many hobbits are celeberating dancing and singing. Four human warriors are demanding Goblin’s Brew and scowl at any who look at them. The town is full of people from foreign lands setting up their stands and ready to sell their goods. Rides are being also set up for the children as many of those who worked at theaters are preparing for the parade. Yes its been a while the Scorpion meal for me please sizzling fried scorpion is served to the fellow dark elf. "How is it going Max. Are you feeling better?" he asks curiously as the tipsy warriors are waving their mugs. The barkeep then looks at Barbus in a way for help. *Onumorid sees the concerned look on the bartenders face and feels a good adrenaline rush. It's been a while since he has taken someones life* |
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*a cloud of red smoke arises from the floor, lingers a second and a dark figure appears in his usual seat in the dark corner of the tavern, for several minutes, all you see are two yellow eyes through the smoke.* Hello Barbus Good to see you friend. Good to be back, the last time I was here I was dealing with the Royal Guard, but what's with the tin cans helping them out? I don't know whats up with them i have been in a trance most of the day because of this cursed ring. I was going to ask about that, where did ye find that? I bought it from a stranger if i ever see him again i will kill him. I knew I smelled something funny about that ring, I belive I too had seen that once about 443 years ago... *reveals mark on ring finger* Tell me my friend how did you remove it. |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack.
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. *onumorid quickly stands and unsheaths his scimitar. Any more movement by the warriors and he kills them all* |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. max draws his sword and readys himself for battle |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. Will that was fun now about this ring how did you remove it |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. *onumorid is back at the bar enjoying his brew. smiling, for he has taken life* |
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The warriors shocked fall to the ground. They grab their swords to attack. Will that was fun now about this ring how did you remove it If my memory serves me, I sought out a Wizard, I still do not like anything cursed, I wish I could help you with that, but, alas, I am far too weak to deal with a curse of that calibur. |
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The barkeep dizzy and confused thought the world would end for him today! At first it was dark and then back to light. He doesn't understand as a young human and looks at the three dark elves laugh at his confused look. He then looks at the floor as blood is filling it with the four warriors. "Oh Barbus! Look what you did! Guess who has to clean this mess up. "If I don't clean it up soon before Criani comes I can kiss my job goodbye!!"
He then races to the kitchen to get a mop and bucket. He then screams,"Can you at least get rid of the dead bodies!" |
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The barkeep dizzy and confused thought the world would end for him today! At first it was dark and then back to light. He doesn't understand as a young human and looks at the three dark elves laugh at his confused look. He then looks at the floor as blood is filling it with the four warriors. "Oh Barbus! Look what you did! Guess who has to clean this mess up. "If I don't clean it up soon before Criani comes I can kiss my job goodbye!!" He then races to the kitchen to get a mop and bucket. He then screams,"Can you at least get rid of the dead bodies!" Where are you going? *levitates the corpses and directs them out the door* I made the mess.. I shall clean it. |
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