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"That is highly unlikely. Good day, Bloomingham, Eric, Sarge, Heckz, Warlen, nice to see you, not that I believe any of you feel the same way about me, and nice to meet you Mr... you know, not only do I not know your name, but I don't even know what you are. An Imp I'd guess, but I've never seen one before so I could be wrong."

"I'll pay five gold to whoever pours wine into the grumpkin's head. Sheeshy only allows me water nowadays. Which, for some reason, tastes odd."

"I have heard the Wanderer compared to your Tarok, they seem alike in many Aspects. The Wanderer is the aspect of the Chief Power Wartan of my mother's people in the Far North to whom those of no holdfast proscribe their allegiance. It is HE who sets the path before a valiant warrior, it is HE who shows the persecuted the road to safety, it is HE who sets the feet of the bold to glory and the sandels of the meek to shame. He is of the Twin Bats and the Bleeding Sword. It is for HE that we cleave the heads from our foes and offer to him their souls for judgement. He is the Wanderer, The Warrior, The Poet, The Sorcerer, and the Chief among ALL of the GODS!!!!"

Vindsval's eyes glow with zeal and fervor as he describes his god to Miderun, his enormous fist striking the wall beside him with ever mention of the deity, beating an almost prescribed tattoo on the halls stone. At the end of this recitation he grabs his Cask, slams it to the table and then downs it in a single drought. He raises the empty vessel to the sky and growls in a voice like boulders falling in a storm.

"TO THE WANDERER, May he set you all upon a path to glory and valiant deeds!"

Heckz looks in disgust as Vindsval climbs onto the table and shouts.

No no no no no! How did those demons escape that white place thingy?

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"I'll pay five gold to whoever pours wine into the grumpkin's head. Sheeshy only allows me water nowadays. Which, for some reason, tastes odd."

"I wonder why."
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Heckz looks in disgust as Vindsval climbs onto the table and shouts.

No no no no no! How did those demons escape that white place thingy?

Vindsval looks at the strange man ranting from the tabletop.

"Who is this that refers to Lords as demons?"

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OoC: Just so you know, Asphalt, anything in pink is Heckz' thoughts. He's not actually talking. :wink:

"Great. First that strange knight in that cemetery and now some other being that can read my mind."

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"That is highly unlikely. Good day, Bloomingham, Eric, Sarge, Heckz, Warlen, nice to see you, not that I believe any of you feel the same way about me

A solitary finger raises from the center of sarge's outstretched hand.

A figure spun on the next stool to face the beleaguered warrior. The familiar cheshire grin revealed the man to be Nur. "Greetings Aged Knight. Might I be able to part you from one of your garnets for a modest fee of 90 gold?"

Sarge lifts his head off of the bar, and with the hand that isnt swearing at Throlar, Sarge reaches into his bag and chucks the Garnet to Nur.

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"Oooo. Much obliged." He tipped his hat before melting away once more. The gem would help him reach the birthplace of the serpent pantheon mythology and bring him closer to learning the secrets of this religion. Especially the secrets of a goddess who is also partial to the magic of mirrors...

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A solitary finger raises from the center of sarge's outstretched hand.

"Now now, no need to be vulgar."

"Oooo. Much obliged." He tipped his hat before melting away once more. The gem would help him reach the birthplace of the serpent pantheon mythology and bring him closer to learning the secrets of this religion. Especially the secrets of a goddess who is also partial to the magic of mirrors...

"Oh, hello there Nur, I didn't see you before."
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"It is as you say, legends of this Ennoc do pervade the realm. I have heard tales of him sung in many areas from my travels. I know not how much of it is based in fact. Who can say when the people in the legends do not even have descendants to mourn them."

He turns his head to Warlen.

"There is a saying among my father's people, one which he was fond of quoting to those who professed themselves unbelievers. "Fear not yea of little faith, simply because you do not believe in the demons of the night, this does not mean that the demons of the night do not believe in you."

Warlen stared.

"..."

He quickly maintained his composure, but, for a second it was clearly visible to Miderun and Vindsval that he had become quite shocked by the simple statement. He turned away from them to think, but didn't leave their side by the bar.

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Chosen participants for Quest#130: Sisters in Salmanda

~ Lawrence Boomingham, Level 33 2/4 Paladin (Zepher)

~ Heckz Brutenhal, Level 25 1/3 Sorcerer (Cutcobra)

~ Eric, Level 26 2/3 Raider (Khorne)

~ Jon “Sarge” McEncy, Level 23 Black Knight (Pyrovisionary) *Party Leader*

QM Note: I still need time to prepare, so the quest will launch after the weekend. Prepare for a long trip. :wink:

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Vindsval watches as his name is struck from those who would serve the sisters.

"Well Miderun perhaps it is the path of Vengeance against the seas vermin that I am to take. Time shall tell.

Did you see the look upon our small jester's face at the mention of Demons in the night? It would appear a chord has been struck in that one. Do you know much of his story?"

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A solitary finger raises from the center of sarge's outstretched hand.

As Heckz drinks his 'Water', he notices a man in a black suit showing the finger to Throlar. The sorcerer almost chokes on his 'Water' with laughter. he throws the black knight one coin.

"I haven't laughed for a long time... I think."

He then walks to the questboard and reads the chosen participants.

Hmm, I already like this "Lawrensee Boo-mingham"'s name. Wonder who he is. Then there's some Eric guy, that's probably the nord. I should get around asking him about Helvetia's Siege since I still need that everlasting beauty. And lastly Sarge. I haven't seen that old man for a long time. Is he even in this hall?

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"..."

"I pity those poor people in Salamandria."

"What's the matter? Are you jelly that I'm getting a Danab's Banana and you are not?"

Says the grinning Heckz. After that, he leaves the hall.

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Sarge smiles underneath the closed visor at his party leader statuship, he might finally be able to rid himself of his ailment. Catching the coin from Heckz and taking the gold from Nur, Sarge stands up.

"..."

"I pity those poor people in Salamandria."

Sarge attempts to pick up the Dwarf by his lapels. "I should have *Cough* killed you in Babeleth" Sarge's voice is grainy, more rough than it already was.

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Sign-Ups for:

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Johon, Level 32.75 Raider, Darkness Champion (Bricksandparts)

Keliim, Level 5 Barbarian (Mencot)

Mortimer 'Em' Mahzan, Level 21.66 Warden, True Hero (Emjajoas)

Hybros, Level 35.25 Alchemist (JimBee)

Mizuki Kimura, Level 25.33 Assassin (Zakura)

Darksten, Level 15.5 Assassin (Comrade Commander)

Thalion Dwinlas, Level 31.25 Aristan, Super Sleuth, School Inspector (-obelix-)

Erik Tyrvarr, Level 22.66 Battle Mage (Myrddyn)

Dyric Rone, Level 28.33 Assassin (The Legonator)

Warlen Melimane, Level 12.5 Mage (The Chosen Minifigure)

Vindsval Half-Born, Level 14.5 Cleric (Asphalt)

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"What's the matter? Are you jelly that I'm getting a Danab's Banana and you are not?"

Says the grinning Heckz. After that, he leaves the hall.

Throlar winced at the incorrect usage of the word 'jelly'.

Sarge attempts to pick up the Dwarf by his lapels. "I should have *Cough* killed you in Babeleth" Sarge's voice is grainy, more rough than it already was.

"That would've been impossible. And will you stop pawing me? It's weird."
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Sarge returns to the hall, dragging himself to the bar, where he rests with his head in his hands. He hears the sharp voice of the nord and looks up. "Werent expecting to see you here lad. Killed anything since Babeleth?"

Eric grinned as he saw the old man. A friend who shared Eric's love for the finer things in life: coin, women and themselves. "Were else would you expect me to be? This is the only place that serves free ale," the Nord chuckled. He then nodded affirmatively on Sarge's question. "Killing is what I do."

Heckz looked at Eric, glad that the nord didn't have his greatsword out.

"Very. That silk was worth more than hi- it's family."

"You poor soul, you", Eric said in a joking way. He was being sarcastic, but in his usual spiteful way.

"That is highly unlikely. Good day, Bloomingham, Eric, Sarge, Heckz, Warlen, nice to see you, not that I believe any of you feel the same way about me, and nice to meet you Mr... you know, not only do I not know your name, but I don't even know what you are. An Imp I'd guess, but I've never seen one before so I could be wrong."

The Nord rolled his eyes at the Dwarf and decided it was best to ignore him for now. With that he got up and went to check the Questboard. Eric was happy to find out he was among those chosen to protect the Sisters of Danab. He bade farewell to Hybros and left the Hall.

"Who knew I'd go out and protect the Sisters, all for an Apple?", he mused. Grinning widely, he hit the streets of Eubric.

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Current Sign-ups for Quest 131: The Kind of Law They'd Understand:

Dyric Rone, Level 29.33 Assassin (The Legonater)

Warlen Melimane, Level 12.5 Mage (The Chosen Minifigure)

Vindsval Half-Born, Level 14.5 Cleric (Asphalt)

Keliim, Level 5 Barbarian (Mencot)

Annienal Anavir, Level 11 Knight (Kintobar)

Bartholomew Docken, Level 51.6 Mime (Brickdoctor)

Throlar Wineghilm, Level 13 Knight (Lord Duvors)

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Eric grinned as he saw the old man. A friend who shared Eric's love for the finer things in life: coin, women and themselves. "Were else would you expect me to be? This is the only place that serves free ale," the Nord chuckled. He then nodded affirmatively on Sarge's question. "Killing is what I do."

"You poor soul, you", Eric said in a joking way. He was being sarcastic, but in his usual spiteful way.

The Nord rolled his eyes at the Dwarf and decided it was best to ignore him for now. With that he got up and went to check the Questboard. Eric was happy to find out he was among those chosen to protect the Sisters of Danab. He bade farewell to Hybros and left the Hall.

"Who knew I'd go out and protect the Sisters, all for an Apple?", he mused. Grinning widely, he hit the streets of Eubric.

Poor? I have more than eight hundred gold.

Says Heckz, clearly not identifying the sarcasm. He then also leaves the hall, hoping to stop at the Marketplace.

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