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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:34 pm
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"And that my friend is how you make a high quality bomb with nothing more than a shoe, some sweat and a little pinch of dirt. Of course you need alchemy to make it work, otherwise you look like an idiot." Garrus said and laughed in the face of the guy who had asked him about bombs. "Seriously, order a drink or get the hell out." Garrus said, ready to start another brawl, so long as he didn't wreck the place too bad, he wouldn't feel his boss' wrath, or rather his mentor's wrath since a boss paid the people in their employ. I better not have any more life problems, otherwise I'll get wasted and end up married with kids! Garrus thought to himself.
"Evening Livianni, anything interesting tonight?" Reeve asked casually. He had just finished slaying a Troll and was worn out, those things were really hard to fight when you made a bet you could kill it with your bare hands.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 11:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:30 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 5:35 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 1:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:01 pm
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Just outside the inn, a portal appeared and Winona sped right out of it on her broom as a ferocious growl filled the air and a shot of fire followed after her. Luckily, the portal closed and Win's broom didn't catch on fire. In great speed, she crashed through the door and was sent tumbling on the floor of the inn before hastily getting up, tidying her dark green hair with all its pink highlights. "What I miss? Anyone ordered a room? Argry, play me a song, will you?" She said, snapping her fingers to fix the door. It didn't fix itself on the first snap so she cussed under her breath. She snapped two more times and the front door of the inn went back in place as good as new. Win then dumped her broom onto the counter of her station, jumping in herself, right after. Innkeeper tiemzzz!!
Isa heard the growl and rushed to the building she saw from afar, having awakened in a dazed state in semi-human form. She opened the door slightly and the room seemed as though it stopped and stared, so she came in quietly and closed the door behind her. "Meow?" she said with large adorable eyes, looking very confused at all the people.
((OOC: Good heavens... I'm still in the mood for nekos.... *face palm* And I'm gonna change Win's text color when I get back from school. I totally forgot what color she went by. Oh well, can't help it. First RP character evah, WOOT! ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:43 pm
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Argrydal Livianni of Arbenburdy"There's always something interesting about, Siegfried. You simply have to look." Argrydal replied easilly, giving an 'elf response' simply out of habit. She couldn't shake it no matter what she tried. Sometimes, when Argrydal caught herself, she couldn't help but wonder if giving completely useless answers of philosophical nature was simply hereditary to her species or simply just a bad habit on her part. Thankfully, though, she soon caught herself and gave a more decent answer. "For me, hearing the first-hand accounts of glory and failure is more than enough to satisfy. But perhaps you are more interested in recent events? ...In such a case, there isn't anything of real interest for the moment being. Just the usual drunken barfights, drinking contests, and the like." Then Nyan came along and started messing with her ears. Although this was normally considered highly insulting by traditional elvish standards, Argrydal had enough experience in dealing with foreigners to realise that this was by far not intended as such. The child was simply trying to get her attention, to play perhaps. She didn't protest or move away as Nyan sat herself in her lap, letting her do as she would since she could very well get her stories written despite such a distraction. Once the girl moved, Argrydal was more than happy to fufill Win's request, playing a lively tune as she sang the tale of an adventurer that existed around two-hundred years ago. Some of the time she would sing in her native tongue, her song sounding like a blur of melodic syllables into a pleasing song with perhaps indistinguishable lyrics for the majority of the patrons. After all, there were very few people who would dare venture near Arbenburdy. Today was not one such day.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 9:21 pm
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