Hoihe: *examines the Talisman of Pure good, then his amulet of No-detection*
Wisdom 8, charisma 17(19)
Hoihe: Hmpf! After I put the talisman on then I will be scryable but.. who cares?! I can destroy all the evil that comes after me for the good always prevails! *puts the talisman on, taking the amulet off*
Wisdom 8(10), Cha 17 (19) Hoihe: Wait! This isn't a good idea! What happens if say.... I get swarmed? Or Valge gets tracked down! Oh gods! *quickly takes the talisman on and puts the amulet back*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! If she gets tracked down I will be a hero when I save her! The Cult of the Dragon, Cult of Tiamat and Ashalon are no match for a true Ornternesj like me! *puts the talisman on, amulet off*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): But... I am still needed to earn the name Ornternesj... I still have 4 scales left *removes the talisman and puts the amulet on*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! It'd maybe even make my job easier! If I can be scried then maybe they will send a blue or white dragon after me in their hopes to kill me! *takes the amulet off and puts the talisman on*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): What if... they send Raugarathis or a great wyrm of blue or white here? I may be massively powerful but those are out-matching me! My Dragon Breath still needs to improve! *changes amulets*
"I have no idea what weapons World War 3 will be fought with, but World War 4 will be fought with sticks and stones." ~Albert Einstein
Posting this from the other day as I come across it while piecing notes together...
Even saints are prone to occasional sarcasm. There is a bit of build up. First off consider that she just heard a lengthy and unpleasant list of Bhaalist doings... then put certain people on the road.
Jan van Edelhof: Madam. You simply radiate. *takes off his pot helm and places it under his arm*
Saint Merielle Silene: [she smiles and glances upward] Keeps me from getting lost and forgetting my path.
Indeed? I have never seen anything quite like it. I simply must obtain such radiance for myself.
I have been... given a unique honor that I hardly deserve.
Oh? Well, I would gladly take it off your hands.
It took a great deal of servitude at the feet of my god to attain such, it is not something I can give away.
*nods to his right* ...Go fetch the steward, guardsman Ian.
[she shifts uneasily at the attention]
He should be over at yonder field.
Ian Sondurs: *salutes* Yes Sir!
I see... Servitude hmm? *appears to ponder her words* Would you say then that you are a servant of sorts? Because I am looking to hire household servants. One that comes with such a radiant light would prove most useful, and save me candles.
[she arches a brow her, expression becoming serious] I serve Ilmater first and foremost, saer.
I see. *sounds a little disappointed* ...Ah, it is most difficult finding proper servants on these shores. I would not dare steal you away from Illmater.
I wish you luck... and encourage you to seek those out of work due to pirates, the war and the drought. Many in the city would be grateful to be employed by an honorable sort with good intentions.
*salutes* Here he is sir!
Zagasha: Fancy spell.
It was no spell. [she smiles patiently]
Apparently this is the gift of her deity.
It is a em'... Halo i believe
Yes, and I am the Duchess of the land.
*looks over at the steward*
I know spellcraft, when ai' see it.
Ahem. Steward. There is but one noble present. You would do well to remember your place.
[she smiles increasingly strained but still patiently to Zagasha] Your grace... Perhaps when you have time to hear the telling, or travel to the Friendly Arm inn you could understand the truth of my words. At your leisure of course. But if there is nothing I can do for you fine gentlemen I have duties to the south.
Ah, we are actually heading that way. We shall accompany you, madam. I insist.
[she sighs] Of course, sir... the company would be welcome on the roads.
Excellent.
She prays... and the prayer is answered in the form of James White... which only added to the hilarity that ensued... until of course she was stabbed by Bhaalists. Bad day, poor Meri... but I couldn't stop laughing.
"Play nice." Mum "Mercy, even to the least deserved." "Revenge is beneath me, but Accidents happen..." "Even Echoes fade to silence."
Hoihe: *examines the Talisman of Pure good, then his amulet of No-detection*
Wisdom 8, charisma 17(19)
Hoihe: Hmpf! After I put the talisman on then I will be scryable but.. who cares?! I can destroy all the evil that comes after me for the good always prevails! *puts the talisman on, taking the amulet off*
Wisdom 8(10), Cha 17 (19) Hoihe: Wait! This isn't a good idea! What happens if say.... I get swarmed? Or Valge gets tracked down! Oh gods! *quickly takes the talisman on and puts the amulet back*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! If she gets tracked down I will be a hero when I save her! The Cult of the Dragon, Cult of Tiamat and Ashalon are no match for a true Ornternesj like me! *puts the talisman on, amulet off*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): But... I am still needed to earn the name Ornternesj... I still have 4 scales left *removes the talisman and puts the amulet on*
Wisdom 8, Cha 17(19): Bah! It'd maybe even make my job easier! If I can be scried then maybe they will send a blue or white dragon after me in their hopes to kill me! *takes the amulet off and puts the talisman on*
Wisdom 10, cha 17(19): What if... they send Raugarathis or a great wyrm of blue or white here? I may be massively powerful but those are out-matching me! My Dragon Breath still needs to improve! *changes amulets*
Hoihe wrote:
stevebarracuda wrote:*WARNING: inappropriate use of another's topic to make jokey remark because...can't...help...myself...from...not....*
If one RPs in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound utilize server resources?
That I wonder as well.. sometimes you have to RP with yourself.
Dreme wrote:Is this the equivalent of talking to yourself? You know that is a sign of insanity?
And playing with yourself is a sign of lonelyness... Don't I give you enough attention Hoihe?
Hoihe wrote:When stoneskin/spells run out and I am still not ready to rest, I tend to make a campfire and RP with either Samuel, Alquedrah, Keelm or Phlegek (Calinde's, Hoihe's, Nelene's, Clandric's "pets" (Though Nelene is keelm's pet))
Bulldog241 wrote:
Bah!! Talking to yourself is NOT a sign of insanity! It just means you have interesting thoughts. Now arguing with yourself is a sign of insanity.....
*Tiefling flew off in his magic cauldron*
*Thorgass grumbles a bit as he had escaped with the innkeeper and the others as the inn collapsed*
*Sven still struggles climbing out of the rubble, he snarls but gets out, looking about angrily*
*Thorgaas looks back some* "where did the idiot go?"
*Sven snaps at Thorgaas, giving off a low growl* "Right here!"
*Thorgaas shakes his head* "The other idiot! idiot..."
*Coughs violently, looking back at the remains of the inn* "Don't know, he fell through floor, didn't he?"
*Thorgaas shrugs* "Bah...good as dead then...."
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This one happened a LOOONG time ago when I played a hyperactive hin named Kip. A wizard he had befriended had given him a stone that would allow him to call upon the wizard for help if he ever needed it. I'll try to recount the conversation as best as my memory allows:
Wizard: "Here Kip, take this stone. If you are ever in need of my help, simply hold it and project your thoughts. I will hear your cry for help wherever I am."
Kip: "Wow, really? That's amazing!!!" *takes the stone*
*Kip squeezes the stone tightly, and instantly a flood of rapidfire hin thoughts is projected out into the minds of everyone around him*
Bulldog241 wrote:This one happened a LOOONG time ago when I played a hyperactive hin named Kip. A wizard he had befriended had given him a stone that would allow him to call upon the wizard for help if he ever needed it. I'll try to recount the conversation as best as my memory allows:
Wizard: "Here Kip, take this stone. If you are ever in need of my help, simply hold it and project your thoughts. I will hear your cry for help wherever I am."
Kip: "Wow, really? That's amazing!!!" *takes the stone*
*Kip squeezes the stone tightly, and instantly a flood of rapidfire hin thoughts is projected out into the minds of everyone around him*
Wizard: *Clutches his head and screams as he is overwhelmed by the nonsensical ramblings of crazed hin thoughts*
Kip: *drops the stone as the wizard screams* "Are you alright mister?"
Wizard: *snatches the stone back*
*Hoihe holds the stone* "Dragon dragon.. find a way to become a true dragon or half dragon.. dragon dragon.. Valge... Valge.. Seas.. Cold.. frost.. cold.. frost.. Candlekeep.. knowledge.. (x-a)(x-b)(x-c)=0.... \{ z = a I + b J : a,b \in R \} . . . More dragons.. Sarah.. undeath.. revenge... ashalon.. Io, Swallower of Shades, shine in the face of your
servant.Why, though I walk with you, are my
steps in darkness? "
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Golem: "Oi..ya need my permission to stay on me mountain.."
Sven: "Don't need permission from anyone" takes a step "Other than my lord"
Golem: And with that step came a large sized fist directly for sven's body
Pietro: pietro sighs deeply
Golem: And with that colossal fist impacting on sven's body it knocks him over the edge of the cliff face to a drop no medium sized creature could survive
Sven: Sven can be seen rolling down the cliff, each jolt screaming in pain until he lands to the lower level. . .the wailing ceasing
Pietro: " Such is the fate of young fools." strokes his moustache "Say, majestic giant. Do you require some private peace?"
Vanagandr: A large metallic figure, standing about nine feet, watches the two "Did you just murder that man?"
Krumarth Sorth: Orc Wizard Audree Behiz: Guardian of the Slumbering Fire Quinn Hijo: The Mind Mage Razzaband Arashem: Dead Mathew Hillock: Dead
[19:21:22] gorefiend123: Tager sighed "do you not feel the heat in here?...this place used to be a volcano..."
[19:21:36] Hoihe Dacino: "A dead volcano, majestic"
[19:21:52] Razzaband: //rolling will not to just strangle pietro
[19:22:08] gorefiend123: About 50' ahead, the way is partially blocked by a tunnel collapse.
[19:22:15] Razzaband: //nat 1
[19:22:21] Razzaband: ///>.>
[19:22:34] Razzaband: "Why do you keep saying MAJESTIC!"
[19:22:42] Hoihe Dacino: "It's a majestic word!"
[19:23:09] gorefiend123: Tager starts to work on clearing the tunnel while the idiots argue
[19:23:19] Hoihe Dacino: //23 int!
[19:23:31] Razzaband: *Clenches his fists* "Quit saying it!"
[19:23:44] Hoihe Dacino: "But.. it's magnificient!"
[19:24:18] Razzaband: "Alright then. . ." *follows tager*
[19:24:38] Razzaband: ///as long as he doesn't start saying "Fascinating"
[19:24:40] Hoihe Dacino: Pietro mutters "majestic" then follows tager
[19:25:00] Razzaband: *The troll goes into rage, charging at Pietro
[19:25:02] Hoihe Dacino: "Just look at these wall-paintings! Fascinating! If only I could copy them all and bring them to Candlekeep"
[19:26:40] gorefiend123: Tager still is working to clear the way
[19:26:46] Razzaband: *Attempts to grab him* ///you have to go against a grapple of 42
[19:26:49] Razzaband: //good luck
[19:27:14] Razzaband: //16?
[19:27:44] Hoihe Dacino: "The majestic nine hells are you doing?!"
[19:28:03] Hoihe Dacino: ///Character flaw: Trademark
[19:28:11] Razzaband: *His sharp claws pierce through his arms, he starts shaking him* "SHUT THE HELLS UP!"
[19:28:26] Razzaband: //str roll of 25
[19:28:29] Hoihe Dacino: "Aaaaargh! my majestic spellcasting!!!" Screams in pain
[19:30:05] Razzaband: *Drops him, gasping* "Oh, I am sorry sir"
[19:30:20] Hoihe Dacino: ///drops him from how high?
[19:30:28] Razzaband: //barely off the ground
[19:31:18] Razzaband: //oh also, you wanna take rend dmg? :3
[19:31:30] Hoihe Dacino: Winces in pain as blood seeps through the sleeves of his blue robes, he grumbles, dusting himself off and glaring at the troll. "Try to not be disturbed the the magnifying magnificient majestic common of a fantastic candlekeepian seeker!"
[19:31:38] Hoihe Dacino: ///thinking of casting Geas
[19:32:25] Hoihe Dacino: //Whenever the troll hears "Majestic" he has to bow before Pietro and say "Majestic"
[19:32:54] Razzaband: ///and after it dispels, you wil lend up like sven
[19:33:00] Razzaband: //will end*
[19:35:18] Hoihe Dacino: ///too bad
[19:35:31] Hoihe Dacino: ///I wanted to make a character who goes: "You look like a woman"
[19:35:43] Hoihe Dacino: /// "You are an adventurer so it follows you can't be a woman"
[19:35:52] Hoihe Dacino: //" I don't understand, women can't be warriors"
[19:36:06] Hoihe Dacino: //"women are shopkeepers, priests, artisans not warriors"
[19:36:20] Hoihe Dacino: ///"womand and a fighter? One of them mustn't be true"
[19:36:42] Hoihe Dacino: ///When sten confronted my dalish archer that way.. I was cracked up
[19:36:42] Razzaband: *Goes to the corner, and sits down in a hunched position, mortified at what he has done, rocking back and forth*
My pietro broccoli human wizard is basically like spock:
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*John walks by Krumarth, Merek, and Kaltyra*
Kaltyra: [Whisper] Pregnant!
Merek: [Whisper] Sorta.
John: MEREK!?!?!?!?!?!?
Merek: [Whisper] Hm?
John: [Whisper] Your...
Merek: [Whisper] What?
John: [Whisper] I thought... if your....
Merek: [Whisper] Come on man spit it out!
John: [Whisper] Well... you are ugly lady.
Merek: I am Male....
John: [Whisper] And your pregnant!?!??!
Merek: [Whisper] I am not pregnant! My assoicate is... No she isn't my wife, and no I didn't make her pregnant.
John Roland: Wanderer/Ex-Paladin of Torm/ Ex Farmer Brent Celek: That love able rogue is free alas IanSondurs:Bodyguard for Lord Jan van Edelhof
Arkaine HalfOrken to Pate: By the Gods! Now that's a Mustache Helm himself would be proud of! (Or something similar, curse my not screenie-ing it)
Kaltyra: How long has it been since I last marveled at my good luck in having you with me?
Grubnar: Grubnar not use marbles.
Kaltyra: . . .
Grubnar: *breaks into a troll-grin*
Merek: Ah, I never was very good at the art of cooking.
Grubnar: I just cook fish good good, not make the pritties.
Merek: *puzzled* Pritties?
Kaltyra: He means art.
Kaltyra GreyFang: Orc Druid of Grumbar James White: Prelate of the Radiant Heart, Owner of N.T.E & White Rose Imports Morric: Evil is...
Jaden wrote:*John walks by Krumarth, Merek, and Kaltyra*
Kaltyra: [Whisper] Pregnant!
Merek: [Whisper] Sorta.
John: MEREK!?!?!?!?!?!?
Merek: [Whisper] Hm?
John: [Whisper] Your...
Merek: [Whisper] What?
John: [Whisper] I thought... if your....
Merek: [Whisper] Come on man spit it out!
John: [Whisper] Well... you are ugly lady.
Merek: I am Male....
John: [Whisper] And your pregnant!?!??!
Merek: [Whisper] I am not pregnant! My assoicate is... No she isn't my wife, and no I didn't make her pregnant.
You know, if John wants merek a woman... kill him and bring him to Calinde for Reincarnation.. hope he ends up as a female human and not a female bugbear.
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A character belongs only to their player, and only them. And only the player may decide what happens.
Vicala: "You are injured because you are a stupid, stupid man!" Vicala: "I tried to rescue your sorry arse, now I wonder why!" Kalma: "Everybody knows that is a lie!" Vicala: "Grim, is he or is he not a stupid man?" Kalma: "I ain't stupid!" Vicala: "Tell 'im!" Grim: "*scratch his head and peer at her* He is t cap'n?" Kalma: "Aye!" Vicala: "Yeees, and he is a stupid captain, right?" Kalma: "I order ye to not answer that question, First Lieutenant!"
Now arguing with yourself is a sign of insanity.....
