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Post by janrinjester on Jul 22, 2015 23:33:06 GMT
*tunes guitar and strums softly in the corner of the hall, looking around the room* Well, so long as there's a small bed i think this will do for now. It could be worse, but seeing as we are stuck here for a while we might as well think of how to make this place more comfortable. *string breaks suddenly* FUCK!!
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 22, 2015 23:59:46 GMT
Ha sucks for you JFag
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Post by Geralt Ghostmane on Jul 23, 2015 0:57:52 GMT
I preferred you sitting in silence rogue. How are you after that lasting beating you took inside the tower?
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 23, 2015 2:44:05 GMT
Hey layella I think it is. We met this cool Druid today she's an elf like you, small world huh. - The Fizzle
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Post by Layella Lavellan on Jul 23, 2015 11:51:58 GMT
*peers up from her scribbling and grins* After the manner of beings I've met since arriving, or have yet to meet- *glances at giant panda* - 'small' world is not the way I'd think of it. But yes, perhaps it will be pleasant to have the company of Elvhen.
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Post by Layella Lavellan on Jul 23, 2015 12:01:39 GMT
*slyly* And Jester, I'd urge you to have that fixed. I do so enjoy background music.
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Post by Alicia Rienheart on Jul 23, 2015 20:08:39 GMT
Alicia emerges from the cellar clad in her armor, broken great sword resting on her shoulder.  Heading towards the door" im heading into the tower to do some quest so i can start paying you guys for you help if you need anything* she throes a small earring onto the table* you can reach me with that is a message stone connected to this one" she points to her own ear where an identical earring rests. she opens the door to head out then closes it again and turns around blushing with embarrassment " i forgot my backpack" |
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 23, 2015 20:37:46 GMT
Where'd you get that swird
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Post by Alicia Rienheart on Jul 23, 2015 20:45:10 GMT
"It was my fathers old sword. i took it one day with out him knowing so i could quest in the tower and prove to him i could mean something to him. when he found out he he was furious and broke the blade so all i have now is this" she holds up the broken blade about the length of a longsword.
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 23, 2015 21:10:16 GMT
Well don't touch my stuff like you did his
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Post by Alicia Rienheart on Jul 23, 2015 21:27:00 GMT
sticking her tongue out at him"ill remember not too"
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Post by Alicia Rienheart on Jul 25, 2015 17:15:44 GMT
after several days have past she sneaks back to the guild hall. Peeking in through a window she can see now one around. She cracks the door open slipping insides. She goes to the door of everyone's room and hangs a small pouch of gold on each door nob with a note the reads" this weeks payment" each pouch has 500 gold in it. She moves quickly after making herself some dinner and bringing it down to her room in the basement.
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 25, 2015 18:14:28 GMT
Hey has anyone else heard the rumors of a small red dragon on floor 2?
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 26, 2015 3:11:03 GMT
* A gorgeous looking mastiff walks into the guild hall and makes his way to Wilfred's fizzle palace*
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Post by Pallas the druid on Jul 26, 2015 4:50:45 GMT
Feeling sorely out of place, a new arrival makes her way across the empty common hall. She does not fail to notice the decadent state of the room, nor the evidence of its slow revival in the form of recent footprints in the dust and misplaced old bottles that had clearly not been disturbed in ages. Pallas wondered if the alcohol inside them was still drinkable, though made no effort to find out. Instead she sat in a corner booth, back against the wall and knees pulled up to her chest, engaged in quiet observation of the empty room and secretly wishing someone else would walk through the door to populate it.
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