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Post by Alric, son of Harland on Apr 4, 2005 1:38:08 GMT -5
OOC: This thread is not, I repeat NOT to lead to fighting. If you want battle, start a new thread.
As you enter the Silver Moon Tavern, smoke from a dozen pipes stings your eyes. The barkeep looks up at you and washes a dirty mug with an even dirtier rag. An obviously drunken man won't keep his hands to himself and an alewench slaps him and turns to another patron. A broad, hairy man sits in a corner booth and argues good-naturedly with a tall figure.
"I'm telling you, pointy-ears, the visigoths won that battle." "It was I who rescued Dhugal, and Dhugal slew the necromancer, so the victory is mine, even if indirectly." "But I saved you from the orcs TWICE, and you rescued Dhugal, and Dhugal slew the necromancer, so the victory is still mine."
Alric
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Post by Sir Semi on Apr 4, 2005 9:14:14 GMT -5
"Ahhh, but that is where you are both wrong" Dhugal's familiar voice rolls in from the open doorway. After getting a pint of Ale, He sits next to the pair, and begins sipping the drink. "After all, It was a Gael who actually slew that wizard," A toothy grin escapes from Dhugal's wartorn face. "All of you and your men were too busy fending off those zombies, while I landed the final blow, and let me tell you, when backed into a corner, he squirmed like a little worm trying to get away from the blackbird. I was amazed when the first blow didn't cleave him in two, and he took my surprise to his advantage, and tried to call his minions back to him, but they were too busy with the command to kill all of you, so he tried to flee from me and get back to the safety of his undead army. I finally used the technique our good friend Bishop taught me, and leaped upon him, my sword singing and dancing until I finally landed that last blow. I could hear the cheers all across Mittelmarch as those wretched zombies fell, their master no longer giving them life, and I knew the day was won." After another long draught of his drink, Dhugal continued, "So you see friends, it really matters not who freed me from the Orc, nor how they were able to get to me, but it was assuredly, the Gael who did the deed." OOC: good idea, having a non-combat thread Alric, I like it.
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Post by B-Shizzle on Apr 4, 2005 11:08:03 GMT -5
"ahhhh, *creak* " I sit down sounding like Oron should.
"Gimme two ales with honey, you know Oron will want one eventually. Well at least someone has benefitted from my techniques, as soon as my body gets better, which may be never, I'll show you how its really done. Cheers fellas."
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Post by Taos on Apr 4, 2005 16:24:40 GMT -5
"While that is true, Dhugal, you wouldn't have had the chance to corner the necromancer if we hadn't been occupying the attention of his minions." Says Taos, scooting over a bit to give Bishop some room in which to sit. "Still, the day went our way in the end, and that's what matters...even if it was clearly I who caused the tide to turn."
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Post by Sao on Apr 4, 2005 17:27:38 GMT -5
A short elven girl walks over to the table to join the others. "Wait wait wait.... it doesn't matter who turned the tide of the battle... clearly the winner was the one who ended all of the battles, which means that Dhugal was most definately the victor!" She smiles then frowns at Taos. "Blast you elf, you're still tall even whilst sitting..." She huffs and slides in on the other side, regaining her good-natured grin. "So... where was I when all this necromancer buisness was going on?"
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Post by Sir Semi on Apr 4, 2005 17:34:59 GMT -5
Smiling at the young woman who sat down with them, Dhugal looks to her and says, "get yourself a drink, on my tab."
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Post by Sao on Apr 4, 2005 17:38:36 GMT -5
"My thanks, but I'm not very fond of ale." The elf girl smiles.
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Post by Sho'vak on Apr 4, 2005 21:50:09 GMT -5
"I'll take that ale, if she wont." Sho'vak, an oddly-garbed man, takes a seat across from Dhugal.
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Post by Sao on Apr 4, 2005 21:56:08 GMT -5
Sao nods a greeting to Sho'vak and then makes a face. "But what if I want to save it for something thats not ale?"
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Post by Taos on Apr 5, 2005 14:19:52 GMT -5
"Bah, you're just buying her that drink because she's telling the story your way, Dhugal...reckless bribery." I say, grinning at Dhugal across the table. "Of course, now that you've opened your purse up, I'll tell the story your way too, if free drinks are involved."
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Post by Alric, son of Harland on Apr 5, 2005 15:44:24 GMT -5
"Don't give him too many; you know elves can't hold their liquor. Fine...tell it your way. Anybody see that outfit Berrok was wearing at the Olympics?"
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Post by Sao on Apr 5, 2005 16:39:20 GMT -5
Sao raises a brow. "Who's Berrok?" She doesn't remember meeting anyone by that name.
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Post by Sir Semi on Apr 5, 2005 16:56:23 GMT -5
"Alric I will tell it my way" OOC: Berrock was the really tall blond guy that wore a baseball uniform
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Post by Sao on Apr 5, 2005 17:21:30 GMT -5
OOC: Still don't remember seeing him
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Post by Lord Kensman Oron the Wolf on Apr 8, 2005 16:29:27 GMT -5
From outside of the tavern a song comes wafting in, it can be barely heard above the din...
"I broke a thousand helms Before I met you... I'll break a thousand more Baby Before I am through... Your head is mine pretty baby Mine and mine alone I'm here to tell ya honey That I'm plaid to the bone Plaid to the bone "
The door is tossed back, and in strolls Oron the Wolf, singing merrily to himself, in an obvious good mood. He looks about the tavern and sees several of his friends and his Sword Brother Dhugal deep in conversation across the room. He makes his way to there table motioning for the barmaid to refresh thier drinks.
"Well lads, and Lady, what is the topic of discussion that seems to have caught your attention so?"
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Post by Alric, son of Harland on Apr 8, 2005 17:15:01 GMT -5
"We're having a friendly argument about our most recent encounter with that damned necromancer. Dhugal slew him, so he wants the credit. Taos freed Dhugal from the orcs, so he wants the credit. My men and I kept the zombies at bay, giving Dhugal time to slay the necromancer, so I think the victory is ours."
Alric
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Post by Sao on Apr 8, 2005 18:18:24 GMT -5
"And I say that since Dhugal killed the necromancer that he was the winner, it doesn't matter how he won."
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Post by Liuva, son of Reccared on Apr 8, 2005 18:31:31 GMT -5
"Well I had a most truely excellent of view of the battle, perched upon my little hiding point, waiting for a chance to stike when he was unsuspecting of my presence," then mumbling something inaudibly about not being too sure about if he would actually attack that particular day, the warriors looked like they were handling it well after all, "So I definately know whom is the true deserver of this credit!"
The frail creature whom looked to be made of spears, and made a rather decent weapon as it turns out, came out from his hiding point somewhere in the corner of the place. "You see, the mighty Dhugal was a vicious warrior that day, his elusive target would have been nigh impossible for any of less skill to strike him before he would have escaped!"
Holding up his fist in a dramatic way whilst stumbling over a fallen stool though acted like there was no such stool "The way that necromancer squirmed and retreated with pure fear was truely a sight to behold! Calling for his minions like he has no ability to fight on his own!"
Clapping his hands together, with a curious visage "By the way, did anyone collect his body or did you all just leave it out there?" The mumbling something about having retreated after a pair of orcs started chopping down his tree.
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Post by Theudis, son of Eurander on Apr 9, 2005 0:21:24 GMT -5
A young man approaches the group from another corner of the room. He pulls up a chair and looking at Liuva..., "I am not sure. I was too busy celebrating our victory. Dhugal, did you take care of that?"
OOC: First rp post....hope its good.
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Post by Zaron on Apr 9, 2005 1:48:23 GMT -5
<striding into the bar Zaron says> What is this now, an argument when the time for celbrating is at hand. <At that he promptly sits himself down and orders an ale from the cute serving wench>
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Post by Sao on Apr 10, 2005 14:23:26 GMT -5
Sao laughed as the skinny one tripped over the stool and then laughed when he took her and Dhugal's side. But then a frown came over her face at the mention of the necromancer's body. "I hope some one collected the necromancer's body...." Sao looked at Dhugal worridly, she'd heard of some necromancers being able to defy death and come back if they weren't properly disposed of...
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Post by Lord Kensman Oron the Wolf on Apr 10, 2005 18:27:37 GMT -5
That Necromancer has more lives than a cat. We have defeated him in Rivendell, driven him from Pentwyvern, and Athenenu. Twice, I have helped drive life from his body, only to see him return again from the gates of Hel. You should seek out the advice of a cleric, maybe they know how to deal with these foul creatures. We have seen him torn limb from limb only to have him harry us again a year later. I, for one have grown quite tired of crossing his path.
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Post by B-Shizzle on Apr 10, 2005 18:37:16 GMT -5
"Oron, I have a cold one waiting for you", as he makes room at the table for grizzled veteran. "As for the battle who cares who won what, we escaped with our lives, and we turned back the orcs...but lemme tell you they are not happy over the death of their necromancer, Cyrus. Grish'nak, the Orc Walrord whos banner Cyrus was under, wants his chief necromancer back. The only way he can do that is if he can get capture a priest with abilities for good over life, and taint his life forces."
"is there a point to this Bishop?" Alric interrupted.
"You have to be the most impatient person I have ever known Alric, and yes there is. When I was hunting the boar for our feast at the Olympics, I was not alone. There was a small goblin hunting party out doing the same. I followed them for awhile and somehow they got wind of the sacrifices that need to be made in the River of Flame here soon as thanks for the Olympics. (see character stories for info on this) They are planning on ambushing the small guard that will be with the priest as He makes his ascent up the 3 Spired Mountain in an attempt to revive Cyrus."
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Post by Sao on Apr 10, 2005 19:05:27 GMT -5
Sao frowned even more. "I for one don't want that necromancer coming back. One would think that as many times as you have said that you've killed him that he would start to hold a grudge... Should we, perhaps, try to foil the orc's plans to bring back the necromancer? Or are the goblins going to do that?" Sao thought for a moment. "Wait... why are the goblins going to be ambushing the party?"
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Post by Liuva, son of Reccared on Apr 10, 2005 22:30:56 GMT -5
Liuva spread his feet into a wide stance, rising one hand up trying to make a dramatic sort of pose but only furthering his failure through his twigishness "But we could let them revive the necromancer, kill all the orcs, and then strip him of his weaponry and capture him as to not be able to let them run around reviving him again and again each time we kill him cause, I mean, you really can't revive something that's already alive..."
Shrugging and ceasing his pose "Course, I'm a tad surprized he would actually come into battle of his own accord. I mean, what kind of necromancer goes out when he could probably just use his vile magics to animate a fallen warrior, disguise it with that same magic to look like him, and send it out, conveying messages through the undead while staying safely at his own home... fortified with many a goblins and monsters."
Shrugging and slumping down into one of the stools at a table "He could possibly have been doing that in previous cases... And maybe we just got lucky this most recent time? I don't know."
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