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Seeya next week, Guild. Signing off.
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Merry Christmas
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6 yrs ago
Elder Scrolls RP, now with the Creation Club!
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6 yrs ago
It's happening again. I have been visited by a soviet mad scientist, a king, a penguin prince of darkness, a house plant god thing, a mystical ancient member, a tired reaper (thank god) + a greeting.
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6 yrs ago
For the same reason Rome 2 was attacked by thousands of players who don't know what they're talking about. lleeeeeeemmmmings
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Whattr' you stairin' at.
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@ArenaSnow I have not, but I've heard tell of it.
You mentioned you are 13? Can't say it's that great young viewing material. Nothing along the lines of "fade to black" material so much as it gets extremely violent at various points.
@ArenaSnowNever heard of such a thing in my entire life.
So long as you're old enough to not have parents going after you (or me) for watching it, it's a great mood movie for Halloween. Really makes you want to get stranded in a storm :p
@ArenaSnow
I have and I'm really enjoying the vibe I'm getting from this RP right now.
It's a loose inspiration for the plot.
@ArenaSnow I've seen the Ridiculous Six
does that count
From what I'm reading, it was released in the same year/month and has a slightly more mellow story.
Sure :p
The rune-cloaked cultist looked somewhat surprised at the question. "...Friends, yes." He stated those words with a shortage of conviction. The young man sitting on the chest spoke up.
"We don't come around here much, but we've been on the path a few times. She gives us lodging, we tell a story or two, and we move along." He chuckled. "We've grown to know her a little. Did you know her mother was a sorceress?" The big man lifted his head and glared at the speaker, who simply nodded and idly toyed with a pair of small black knives. "Yep, we've been around the block. So it's you guys who have the busted caravan?"
As he asked, a female scream followed by crashing shelves sounded upstairs.
The young man winced. "He knows her best. They haven't gotten along lately..."
"We don't come around here much, but we've been on the path a few times. She gives us lodging, we tell a story or two, and we move along." He chuckled. "We've grown to know her a little. Did you know her mother was a sorceress?" The big man lifted his head and glared at the speaker, who simply nodded and idly toyed with a pair of small black knives. "Yep, we've been around the block. So it's you guys who have the busted caravan?"
As he asked, a female scream followed by crashing shelves sounded upstairs.
The young man winced. "He knows her best. They haven't gotten along lately..."
I don't suppose anyone here has seen The Hateful Eight?
{{OOC Note: Fourth post above this, swap with the next one up.}}
For anyone paying attention, there was an odd sight outside the back door – mud coming up from the ground in the back yard. The mud congregated in a large pool before rising up and taking the very rough shape of a human.
This mud-man slowly began to stride towards the door, leaving muddy footprints in the back doorway as it stood within the frame. “Quisel present.” It rasped in a distinctly inhuman voice. “Canaveron?”
The young man frowned, bringing his fist up to his chin and leaning on it as he leaned from his position on the chest. “He’s around these parts, though I get the feeling he’s skulking down below. We can start when he shows his face.”
Quisel nodded and raised an arm to Ivan. “Remove.”
The rune-cloaked cultist nodded and began walking towards him, to be met with the caravan master staring at him. “No.”
The cultist scowled. “Quisel’s right, you know.”
The caravan master continued to block his path. “’es no concern to ya. Shoo.” He turned to Quisel. “You too, eh?”
Still scowling, the cultist stepped back to take vigil near the front door.
This mud-man slowly began to stride towards the door, leaving muddy footprints in the back doorway as it stood within the frame. “Quisel present.” It rasped in a distinctly inhuman voice. “Canaveron?”
The young man frowned, bringing his fist up to his chin and leaning on it as he leaned from his position on the chest. “He’s around these parts, though I get the feeling he’s skulking down below. We can start when he shows his face.”
Quisel nodded and raised an arm to Ivan. “Remove.”
The rune-cloaked cultist nodded and began walking towards him, to be met with the caravan master staring at him. “No.”
The cultist scowled. “Quisel’s right, you know.”
The caravan master continued to block his path. “’es no concern to ya. Shoo.” He turned to Quisel. “You too, eh?”
Still scowling, the cultist stepped back to take vigil near the front door.
Well, he could die comfy, demons aren't THAT evil
An odd display of humanity (offering comfort) from one who is already OOC convicted as a demon.
I must admit, it would be interesting to see Ivan's reaction to the guy the lady all but painted a demon being the helpful one.
An odd display of humanity (offering comfort) from one who is already OOC convicted as a demon.
I must admit, it would be interesting to see Ivan's reaction to the guy the lady all but painted a demon being the helpful one.
The last few posts on this page prove that Arena is a nice guy. Proof of morals is confirmed!
deception successful
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