"My name is Allin as i stated before. A member of the House of Shimia." He said bowing to james. " Am i here to serve." He said with a smile as his nice sharp fangs should in his mouth.
"Do not worry for i will not take your blood, i have my own rules, and one is not to kill your partners, but beware later i will not have such mercy."
OOC: Not yet Viper. Fen is not going to be here over the weekend most likely, and we will either have to wait until another mod takes it over, or wait till monday or so.
Edit: By the way, what kind of half breed are you, eh?
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Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand."
~Pinhead
OOC: Fen found a computer for at least tonight so here we go.
James: Hmmm so we have a pair of treehuggers, a pair of book nerds, and a necrophiliac. He chuckles a little at these comments. Well I guess beggars can't be choosers. Now I guess you all want to know a little more about what you are getting yourselves into. If you haven't figured it out already the main gate is under attack by some lot that is swearing allegiance with the phyrexians. Things are as of right now not going great but at least the main gate is still standing. It seems like their leader is a reasonable man but not a stupid one. Some of our scouts have discovered a secondary attack force waiting to reinforce the first. We plan to never give those gits a chance. In short it will be your job to show up and kill the lot of them. You are to leave no survivors. It shouldn't be that hard of a job but it is in no way going to be a cake walk. Some of you may not come back alive, but that is a risk that I am willing to take. Still by no means just rush in there and get yourselves killed. If everything turns out to be to difficult for you to handle just cut your losses and get out of there. You are of no use to me if you are dead. We will just have to deal with the repercussions of your failed attack. You need to realize that by accepting this mission you are carrying with you the hopes of our city. Should you fail it will be the city that suffers.
He pauses to take another little drink and then continued.
James: Now I guess the last thing to talk about is payment. Right now we are looking at some gold and maybe some magic scrolls but final payment will be determined based on how you do. Completely fail you will get nothing, but succeed beyond all expectations and you will be rewarded handsomly. So I guess this is the time in which I ask if you are in or are you out. If your game we will continue to discuss the situation but if this seems like to much for you I understand, a coward will always be a coward my grandfather always said.
James then sits there awaiting his reply drinking slowly from his glass. This is a serious decision and the mages in front of him need to realize that the outcome of this battle could brew hope or disaster for the city.
OOC: Now guys I officially don't know when the thread will be up (this computer access was a fluke today), but when I see how many of you are game I will create a thread called [Phyrexian Reinforcements] Counterattack or something. It will contain more details about the mission and of course the quest itself.
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'Seeing as my friend is asleep(points at Quinne), I will accept for both of us, and I assure you, that while I may be part of the Great House of the Shanodia Druids, I Am No TREEHUGGER!!'
Wynn walked into the bar slowly. She looked vastly different from her elegant dress in the battle at the gate, the look was much less formal. She was wearing a simple blue tunic and pants, along with leather-cured shoes. After all, she had come to relax and try to put her past behind her...
She sat down next to two older gentlemen playing thier card game, she just watched them...
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Thanin Sees the Tavern as he is Looking for something to do, He Walks In and Sits down In a Lone Corner, Sets his Staff down on the table and Begins to Talk to Him self.
"We need something to Do." "I Know that, Must you always remind me?" "well Yes, I do." "Stupid Little..." "Watch your Tone with me Nezumi, I can Send you back to Your Homeland in Kamigawa. I Dont think Your Rat-kin wouldnt mind Having you back." "You dont need to remind me of My Old ways..." "Then you Must find Something To Make My Mother happy." "Yes, yes I know... But Would you Shush, People are starting to stare at me."
Wynn's ears perked up at the sound of squeaking coming from a corner. she turned to the source, and it doesn't take her long to realize what it is.
"Nezumi-kun" she thought to herself, displeased. But it was a mage, that much she could tell at a glance. She didn't have much else to do, so she approached. albeit with caution.
"You were saying something?"
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"How about not, you're hiding something." Wynn shot back, her temper flaring. "And don't think I didn't see that look you gave me. Out with it."
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Thanin Then Looks back at her and Huffs his Nostrils, He Grabs his staff and stands Up.
"I have no Intention On Telling you about my self, nor of what I am thinking, And I am Also Not Inclined To Speak to you. Just Because your a white mage doesnt mean You have Authority over me, Child." "This Might Get Ugly. Tee hee!"
Thanins Eyes Start to Flicker, Blue Flashes are seen around his head.
"I suggest you Leave Me Be, Now."
"Of course not, but when you go and stare at me like that, I demand an answer!" Wynn slammed her hand on the table, likely attracting the attention of at least a few of the other patrons. Her temper had fully blown...maybe it was her new pendant, maybe it was something about him, but she was angry at the rat-kin mage, and wasn't scared of showing it.
"I challenge you to a duel. 25 coins to play. Be at the arena by tomorrow midday or else." She said harshly, but quietly. Without another word, she left the tavern.
OOC: Reply in the arena by December 7 if you don't want Wynn pestering you.
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"Damn Child." "Another Arena Duel? Great! I Like to see you lose." "I cant Duel, Weren't you Listening? It was 25 Gold. I Only have 5 left..." "Then find some money or Stake something else. Mother would be happy for you to Stake Death." "Shut up annoying little... Ill think of Something By then."
Thanin Huffs again, he Looks around to see all of the Tavern Goers Staring at Him. He Ruffles His Cloak and walks out the door.
Forace walked into the resturant to grab a bite to eat (I dont think flamekin drink anything). Forace got some food and sat down, looking around the tavern.
Dav walks in after destroying the Azorian to have some drink and food as he mentally prepares himself for his next challenge
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Major props to Zaphod and High~Light Studios for the sig!
A punk rock song won't ever change the world, but I can tell you about a couple that changed me
OOC: If anyone is curious about Patches, she is my character, Easud's cat. She is actually more powerful in the dark arts than her master and is kinda my way of goofing around when nothing is really going on.
Kind of IC: Patches walks in to Quen's Tavern and looks up at the Barkeep. He looks down at the cute little kitty and gives her a little bit of delicious meat on a platter as well as a dish of fresh water. Patches purrs contentedly.
TIME PASSES
Patches decides that it is quite late and she wants to get back to the house where it's safe.
"Do not worry for i will not take your blood, i have my own rules, and one is not to kill your partners, but beware later i will not have such mercy."
OOC: I love being a vampire
"im Cain," He says, with a sheepish smile, "Im newly from the house of Lat-Nam and an interesting half-breed, that you may find out about in time."
he thinks to himself "I might learn to like this place. : )"
OOC: did i miss something? did anyone say where we are going or what we are doing yet?
thanks to The Highlight Studios for the amazing avatar
Edit: By the way, what kind of half breed are you, eh?
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Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand."
~Pinhead
"Raw Data for Raw Nerves"
Byte Me
Name: Abim Jarihel
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 5"
Weight: 180
Race: Human
House: Shanodia Druids
Guild: None
Level: 1
Exp: 3.0
Gold: 0
youll find out... ; )
thanks to The Highlight Studios for the amazing avatar
James: Hmmm so we have a pair of treehuggers, a pair of book nerds, and a necrophiliac. He chuckles a little at these comments. Well I guess beggars can't be choosers. Now I guess you all want to know a little more about what you are getting yourselves into. If you haven't figured it out already the main gate is under attack by some lot that is swearing allegiance with the phyrexians. Things are as of right now not going great but at least the main gate is still standing. It seems like their leader is a reasonable man but not a stupid one. Some of our scouts have discovered a secondary attack force waiting to reinforce the first. We plan to never give those gits a chance. In short it will be your job to show up and kill the lot of them. You are to leave no survivors. It shouldn't be that hard of a job but it is in no way going to be a cake walk. Some of you may not come back alive, but that is a risk that I am willing to take. Still by no means just rush in there and get yourselves killed. If everything turns out to be to difficult for you to handle just cut your losses and get out of there. You are of no use to me if you are dead. We will just have to deal with the repercussions of your failed attack. You need to realize that by accepting this mission you are carrying with you the hopes of our city. Should you fail it will be the city that suffers.
He pauses to take another little drink and then continued.
James: Now I guess the last thing to talk about is payment. Right now we are looking at some gold and maybe some magic scrolls but final payment will be determined based on how you do. Completely fail you will get nothing, but succeed beyond all expectations and you will be rewarded handsomly. So I guess this is the time in which I ask if you are in or are you out. If your game we will continue to discuss the situation but if this seems like to much for you I understand, a coward will always be a coward my grandfather always said.
James then sits there awaiting his reply drinking slowly from his glass. This is a serious decision and the mages in front of him need to realize that the outcome of this battle could brew hope or disaster for the city.
OOC: Now guys I officially don't know when the thread will be up (this computer access was a fluke today), but when I see how many of you are game I will create a thread called [Phyrexian Reinforcements] Counterattack or something. It will contain more details about the mission and of course the quest itself.
(OOC: can a dead person be a necrophillac)
thanks to The Highlight Studios for the amazing avatar
~blackrose0889~:symub:
Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand."
~Pinhead
"Raw Data for Raw Nerves"
Byte Me
Name: Abim Jarihel
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 5"
Weight: 180
Race: Human
House: Shanodia Druids
Guild: None
Level: 1
Exp: 3.0
Gold: 0
Angel: Well I see no reason why not so I am in to.
With that James walks over to the back and opens up a door. He becons you all to follow him into the back room.
OOC: I have decided that the Thread will be called [Phyrexian Reinforcements] Evening the Odds
"Weirdo."
'Shut up'
"Up yo.."
"'Jester..'"
'Sorry'
~blackrose0889~:symub:
Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand."
~Pinhead
"Raw Data for Raw Nerves"
Byte Me
Name: Abim Jarihel
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 5"
Weight: 180
Race: Human
House: Shanodia Druids
Guild: None
Level: 1
Exp: 3.0
Gold: 0
She sat down next to two older gentlemen playing thier card game, she just watched them...
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"We need something to Do."
"I Know that, Must you always remind me?"
"well Yes, I do."
"Stupid Little..."
"Watch your Tone with me Nezumi, I can Send you back to Your Homeland in Kamigawa. I Dont think Your Rat-kin wouldnt mind Having you back."
"You dont need to remind me of My Old ways..."
"Then you Must find Something To Make My Mother happy."
"Yes, yes I know... But Would you Shush, People are starting to stare at me."
"Nezumi-kun" she thought to herself, displeased. But it was a mage, that much she could tell at a glance. She didn't have much else to do, so she approached. albeit with caution.
"You were saying something?"
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"Ooooo, a White mage."
"Would You Hush Up?"
He Then Quickly Clears his Throat.
"Ahem, Nothing you Need to know about, white mage. How about you go back to where you where sitting?"
He Fixes His Glasses and Looks away.
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"I have no Intention On Telling you about my self, nor of what I am thinking, And I am Also Not Inclined To Speak to you. Just Because your a white mage doesnt mean You have Authority over me, Child."
"This Might Get Ugly. Tee hee!"
Thanins Eyes Start to Flicker, Blue Flashes are seen around his head.
"I suggest you Leave Me Be, Now."
"I challenge you to a duel. 25 coins to play. Be at the arena by tomorrow midday or else." She said harshly, but quietly. Without another word, she left the tavern.
OOC: Reply in the arena by December 7 if you don't want Wynn pestering you.
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"Another Arena Duel? Great! I Like to see you lose."
"I cant Duel, Weren't you Listening? It was 25 Gold. I Only have 5 left..."
"Then find some money or Stake something else. Mother would be happy for you to Stake Death."
"Shut up annoying little... Ill think of Something By then."
Thanin Huffs again, he Looks around to see all of the Tavern Goers Staring at Him. He Ruffles His Cloak and walks out the door.
Seeing nothing interesting, he left the tavern.
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Disegreth-----------------------------------Sussania
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OOC: I'm so bored.
According to this study I should be deaf by now.
Banner made by: Spiderboy4 :o:o:o
It shouldn't be "dies"
It shouldn't be "is put into the graveyard from the battlefield"
It should be "is put into the graveyard from play"
Major props to Zaphod and High~Light Studios for the sig!
A punk rock song won't ever change the world, but I can tell you about a couple that changed me
Kind of IC: Patches walks in to Quen's Tavern and looks up at the Barkeep. He looks down at the cute little kitty and gives her a little bit of delicious meat on a platter as well as a dish of fresh water. Patches purrs contentedly.
TIME PASSES
Patches decides that it is quite late and she wants to get back to the house where it's safe.
According to this study I should be deaf by now.
Banner made by: Spiderboy4 :o:o:o
It shouldn't be "dies"
It shouldn't be "is put into the graveyard from the battlefield"
It should be "is put into the graveyard from play"