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Rumour Has It / A pair of figures...

« on: November 18, 2008, 04:06:49 am »

[SIZE=10]//I take a bit of creative license with this post - forgive non-canonical depictions. Please feel free to PM me with suggestions for revisions of said non-canonical depictions. Karn appears courtesy of Kenty191.//[/SIZE]

Crowded streets, as always, fill the ear with a cacophonous blur of movement and speech, conversations half-heard, hawkers half-ignored, the constant clatter of shoes, feet, hooves, and wheels on the cobbles. In such a large city as Port Hempstead, the Golden City of the South, the crowd is no drab, brown and grey mass, but a tapestry of rich and varying colours - adventurers, nobles, and wealthy merchants showing their fortune in dyes and gilt. The downtrodden and poor make their way through the masses, too; begging for what they can, or going towards their place of labor.

But the citizens of the Brelin Kingdom are an industrious folk. Regardless of station, most move purposefully, or wait with a cross between impatience and a gratitude for peace - and not a few bear charms or beads coloured gold or yellow, blessed tokens to draw the smile of the Lucky Traveler.

Above the masses rise the great structures of Port Hempstead, and chief among them is a large complex, from which wave banners of Deliar. A pair of figures makes its way through the crowd towards it, their bearing at odds with the bustling air of lively business around them.

One in bright blues and reds, the other all in black, their shoulders are hunched, and their faces are drawn - not with hunger, nor with plague, but with grief. Clear and plain for all to see. Perhaps these pilgrims come for a cheer amongst the Blessed One's halls? Perhaps a pie and a jest will liven them. But no. They come with more urgent business, for they make their way quickly into the Temple of Deliar, requesting an audience with Froigrin Pincher.

They wait as long as they must. The dark-clothed one, an elf, seems lost - a world away in his mind... While the young man in brighter garb carries with him a resoluteness that shines through the grief in his dark eyes.

[SIZE=10]//Requesting an audience with the reigning priestess of Deliar. Dunno who to talk to, but I'll be waxing poetic. :3[/SIZE]

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General Discussion / Saying hey - FAST

« on: September 24, 2007, 02:14:01 am »

Aloha. Letting you guys know I'm still living, and still searching for ways to find internet as I occasionally am able to pop in and get info on dates, etc.
 
 I have about 45 seconds left on this kiosk.
 
 Love you all. <3

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General Discussion / Just a Thanks to Dorg

« on: May 27, 2007, 12:33:31 am »

I wanted to say thanks to Dorg for taking the time to change my character's name and description and doing all that jazz Really, it's great that a person is willing to go through and do all that for another, and I just wanted to say it's appreciated.

Thanks for taking the time to fix or change or reimburse each person/character that requires it

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General Discussion / i miss the old days

« on: May 06, 2007, 07:15:28 pm »

does anyone else miss the old V2 days? when there was always someone at the hlint benches or at the wild surge. when a good story or a party to hack monsters with was never far. ahh the memories *tears up* i remember just hanging around with friends in the surge, chatting it up or drinking (or in tad's case smoking, heh ) then there was the time we saw 8 or 10 dwarves file out at the end of a long meeting, that was great. then there was the time at the benches celgar pulled this guy's chain about weapon enchantments. yes, too many memories to mention here im afraid
 
 now i know everyone is gonna give me the stormcrest argument, but noone ever  goes there anymore either. for a while there people did hang around the place. *sighs* nowadays its a wasteland. everything feels so disjointed. no place to meet up with people, everyone is using 'birds' for everything.
 
 so, to tie up and end this long rant, does anyone have any suggestions on how to help this problem? or maybe some memories from the good old days? *smiles*