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AN AUSPICIOUS START
jhoijhoi pushed open the tavern doors, sending them swinging on their hinges. Behind her a tumble weed crawled across the dirt road. She sauntered across the room, her hands rested lightly over her gun holsters, and sat at the bar. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something seemed terribly familiar about the place; she had a vague sense of deja vu. She tilted her cowboy hat upwards and peered out from under its shadows with large *********s. Leaning against the counter was a large man, cleaning out a dirty glass mug with an equally dirty wash cloth. He had a swanky moustache and his apron was covered in stains. She sniffed and said, "Hit me with a King Alphonse, pl0x." The bartender acknowledged her with a slight nod of his head and prepared the drink. jhoijhoi settled back on the bar stool and checked her watch. 5:30pm. The tavern was around half-full, with many patrons nursing cold drinks, or staring broodily into space, as one is wont to do when alone at a bar. Absent-mindedly she started to eat nuts from the dish on the counter. She glanced at the doorway and wondered who'd come in next.
RULES
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The Nameless Bard was standing alone in a dark corner of the room. Her face, mostly obscured by shadows, held a troubled expression. Her fingers twitched on the hilt of her slender sword almost absentmindedly as she scanned the room from time to time, seemingly looking for something or someone.
OOC:
The Nameless Bard
OOC:
The Nameless Bard
As Veng drained the last of his orange poptop, a cloaked figure enters through the door. He turns his head slightly, to glimpse the tall, opposing features of the hooded stranger. The stranger throws back his cowl, revealing a main of long, beautiful, flowing hair. The strangers face is also quite handsome, with blue eyes that could pierce the armor of even the bravest of knights. Strong cheekbones added to his devilishly handsome features, and the long, jagged scar that run across the left side of his face would surely have an interesting story about it. Veng shakes his head in disgust, as he watches the stranger stride gracefully, oozing confidence. He flashed one of the young servants a grin, revealing a mouth full of perfect, shining teeth. The servant fainted, dropping the multiple glasses of ale inside. They fell to the ground, shattering, piercing the silence of the tavern. Everybody stopped, as he was at the counter. "Hi" he said. "I'm OTG". Instinctively, I conjured a flame. This is the man I'd been searching for. But why would he be here? In such a dirty, overcrowded inn? As thoughts raced through my head, I totally forgot that I was supposed to be killing this young fello. In an instant, he was reaching inside of his cloak, pulling out 2, deadly throwing knives. "You must be Veng"
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Spoiler alert I'm going to 360 noscope Laggermeister off the Eiffel tower later in.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Spoiler alert I'm going to 360 noscope Laggermeister off the Eiffel tower later in.
Werepirelord slowly skulks into the tavern, carrying a small uncanny bag of goods after a long day. He walks up to the bartender to order his bowl of hot chocolate, which earn him a few chuckles from the corners of the tavern and sits down to enjoy his special rink after pouring some special ingredients in it. After a while a gang of notorious men walks up to him, spitting
"Hey, prettyboy, I'd heard you're the one who can get one things around here."
Werepirelord smirks. "Sure, at a certain price that is."
"I'd be needin' a few of dem mageblades. Ya know, these phasy-shifty things cuttin' through anythin'. You got'cha a few of them?"
"Mageblades, oh, absolutely, but you see, I doubt you have the currency for them."
"Oy, we got plunder alrite from our last bounty hunt. Let's go into the alley and I'll show you what we gots."
Werepirelord finishes his hot chocolate and follows the shady fellow and his compainions into the street. Wiping off the dust from his suit, he pulls out a few favored mageblades, careful not to unsheathe them, lest there be a cathastrophe. "Alright, show me your plunder, gentlemen!"
Suddenly one of the bandits draws a gun and fires, point blank into the merchants back.
"At this point, I'm just mad", Werepirelord whispers, rearranging his tie and taking the gun from the now horrified bandit. "Platinium vests. What do you take me for, a lowly scoundrel?"
He begins chanting, summoning two otherworldy guard to his side, both aided by blue flames in bronzen armor carrying magical spears which tell of doom and despair.
The bandits run off, never to be seen again, and Werepirelord reutrns to his place in the corner of the tavern waiting for a more honorable client.
"Hey, prettyboy, I'd heard you're the one who can get one things around here."
Werepirelord smirks. "Sure, at a certain price that is."
"I'd be needin' a few of dem mageblades. Ya know, these phasy-shifty things cuttin' through anythin'. You got'cha a few of them?"
"Mageblades, oh, absolutely, but you see, I doubt you have the currency for them."
"Oy, we got plunder alrite from our last bounty hunt. Let's go into the alley and I'll show you what we gots."
Werepirelord finishes his hot chocolate and follows the shady fellow and his compainions into the street. Wiping off the dust from his suit, he pulls out a few favored mageblades, careful not to unsheathe them, lest there be a cathastrophe. "Alright, show me your plunder, gentlemen!"
Suddenly one of the bandits draws a gun and fires, point blank into the merchants back.
"At this point, I'm just mad", Werepirelord whispers, rearranging his tie and taking the gun from the now horrified bandit. "Platinium vests. What do you take me for, a lowly scoundrel?"
He begins chanting, summoning two otherworldy guard to his side, both aided by blue flames in bronzen armor carrying magical spears which tell of doom and despair.
The bandits run off, never to be seen again, and Werepirelord reutrns to his place in the corner of the tavern waiting for a more honorable client.
I'm streets ahead. If you don't get it you're streets behind.
jhoijhoi watched the scene from the corner of her eye and flinched slightly at the sound of gunfire. She wasn't impressed when two shadowy figures were chanted into being and rolled her eyes as the scent of "doom and despair" wafted over.
She sipped some more of her drink and her eyes lingered on the unconscious servant on the floor of the tavern. She wondered if anyone was going to help the poor lad now soaked in bad ale.
She sipped some more of her drink and her eyes lingered on the unconscious servant on the floor of the tavern. She wondered if anyone was going to help the poor lad now soaked in bad ale.
OOC: So is this supposed to be a seperate story for each post, or a continuous one? :P
Also, can you add non-existant characters to flavour the story? :D
Also, can you add non-existant characters to flavour the story? :D
Change is gooooood
Picture by: My valentine; jamespongebob <3
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should maybe re-post the intro though.