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Messages - pelordaes7
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« on: March 21, 2012, 06:17:33 pm »
50 thousand!
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« on: October 25, 2011, 07:26:43 pm »
I l ove this aspect of the game, thank you so much for implementing!
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« on: August 05, 2011, 01:54:45 am »
I would rather sell the gloves to the pawn shop. Make me a better offer.
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« on: August 04, 2011, 03:31:44 pm »
basically, I just searched the forum and found the prices // ooc
make me an offer and lets close the deal
czu
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« on: August 04, 2011, 03:09:30 pm »
--> To Gilshem:
So I looked at going costs fer thee items ye shown interest in:
For both of those would typically be around 100K.
Ye can ave em fer a mere 77K fer thee pair.
What say ye?
Czukay
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« on: August 04, 2011, 02:55:44 pm »
you freaks! lol
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« on: August 04, 2011, 02:50:48 pm »
aye, it beh a Schimtar , cursed with my soul if ye please. :rolleyes:
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« on: July 09, 2011, 07:46:34 am »
Good morning, Thanks for all of the informative info. It is now very clear what route I should take on both issues. Sorry for my confusion to begin with. The name thing looks like it is not a walk in the park to obtain. I would have to really be a Sulterian Count....heh actually that would be kind of funny making Czukay start role playing buddy buddy with the city leadership just for his own greedy want of becoming the true Count Czukay. Thanks again, Matt - Czukay 
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« on: July 08, 2011, 10:05:11 pm »
Happy Birthday ya crazy dwarf !
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« on: April 12, 2010, 11:52:38 pm »
Journal Entry #8
*Written in the blood of many different types*
* He gets up to go pour some more blood into the hole atop the burning skull lantern aside his bedlike coffin of bones and rotting flesh. There in the candlelight he grabs his trusty blade by the name of Blackbeards Revenge and begins to sharpen it ever so carefully whetstone and fresh blood of todays kill at hand.*
At first there were rats and skunks then goblins then lizardfolk and ogres..spiders....The crunching and the crackling of their legs as the blade let fly....it wasn't then that Czukay knew his power he shared with each cut...each sliver....it wasn't until much later in his life of slaughter and battle that Czukay began to feel some sort of connection or pull....a yearning of such to connect with every cut of precision as yet the finest artisan yeilds thee brush, or thee most talented of bards woes the crowd in awe with such tune...Czukays outlet of soul was that of his scimitar....that was becoming his art...his life, his passion. The passion of every cut....the cleanest and deepest cut.
It wasn't until meeting Kurn Blackwater that Czukay began to really understand the connecting of oneself to ones blade....a way of extending the soul beyond the flesh. Czukay would always listen ever so carefully as Kurn explained the techniques involved with honing oneself and focusing the energies to each strike.
Many nights camping in the regions surronding Dalanthar did Czukay venture with Kurn listening to descriptive details about monster and humanoid anatomy....knowing where to put the blade is knowing part of their weakness....knowing how to focus oneself unto the blade and the cut is yet another...he explained...
Czukay could only hope one day to to learn such tact for himself....he continues to ponder this idea countless nights, finding himself waking up at odd hours of the day to disrupt his rest....almost as if Blackbeards Revenge is singing something to him, telling him how to find the deepest cut.
* The lantern wafts out and Czukay falls into a deep slumber with his blood stained blade strewn across his heart *
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« on: June 27, 2009, 12:46:08 am »
Do you provide any discounts for bulk orders? I had iron throwing axes in mind...
-Stygian Achnuman Aye thar traveler! I will not be able to provide you those for I do not pocess the ability to craft the oak handles...perhaps in time though. Thank ye fer stoppin' in nonetheeless ~Czukay
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« on: May 16, 2009, 03:41:14 am »
I hath fallen out of my legions with my deity. I know not anymore what it means to be a follower of Corath. My visions of darkness have turned to that of strange humanitarism, helping others in need, leading others to victory, giving what I can to others in hopes that it will strengthen them. My visions of dark granduer are no more, yet my own ill maggot of a brain still hungers for oddity. I dine on the strangest of things, tasting the blood of the world around me. I have become obcessed with collections of skulls which I continue to decorate my lovely abodes in...yet the haunting dreams of the dark nameless and faceless god hath vanished from soul leaving me to my own demise. I am lost and wandering in search of nothing and everything only seeking out an occasional fallen soul with this cursed skull I can't seem to pry from my grip. What is this burning skull of putridness? How do I unlock its powers, becuase I know it must carry a power of some sort for it glows when I smother it with the remains of fallen adventurers. *Laughs to himself thinking of all the Paladins whose mortal remains are mixed with maggots and rotting flesh of monsters within the confides of his beloved treasure*
I follow nothing , and in that void I find my piece of mind. *Czukay holds the skull high and cackles* I am never one to submit, I am never one to fear. My journey ahead to greatness shall be a path of my own choosing and not that of Corath...a god I never truly did get to know in its fullest. My dealings with the cult were of great interest and intrigue and I will always treasure them, yet I will never fit in to such a thing of great mystery...I wish now to obtain that which seems ever so attainable now, my Counthood, so my comrades can call me by such. Whatever I must do to gain such a title, I will do. I look to my companions now for their support and may their stomachs grow ever so stronger as they venture with me and my strange appetite for destruction and chaos...and GLORY!
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« on: May 16, 2009, 02:42:47 am »
I will up that bid to 34,000
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« on: February 21, 2009, 08:48:58 pm »
Czukay comes home from being inert in the depths of some lost crypt in the forest. Coming to hear the news as he travels back to Prantz he rushes home secretly hoping to capture some last essence of his Squires blood for rituals of darkness. * The burning bloodied skull hanging from his waist , he comes to Skabots body and lurches over him saying a prayer through gritting bloodied teeth to god knows what. * Czukay walks amongst the guests of his house admiring the disgust of the looks on their faces knowing its the smell that they can't quite figure out...
He thinks to himself how odd it is that he outlived his young Squire, and the countless times that Skabot had made him a killing machine, a whirling blade of darkness...those days now to an end, the grimness of the situation beating in his own mind knowing that that soul mother waits ever so feverently clawing at his last shred of soul , the thought makes him smile.
He lowers his head in one last moment of silence for his good friend Skabot, and it is then that he hears his laugh from behind some eternal void echoing out of existence forever.
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« on: October 20, 2008, 08:07:34 pm »
*a pale skinned man clad in blood stained armour walks up to the spot where the bag was pinned, kneels down, and finds a smidgen of flesh that had fallen in the cracks in the street* *He looks around cautiously and plocks the piece of rotting flesh into his mouth smiling breifly as he does* Memmmmuh tender *schomp scuzzle gulp* morsels indeed *gulp smack smush*
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« on: October 11, 2008, 07:35:13 pm »
***Wanted for trade or sale. Firstborn children. Signed ~Czukay ***
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« on: May 13, 2007, 03:49:07 pm »
Katrina, for coming up with the suggestion that Matthias could be an imposter and trying to pull off his mustache in public...and allowing her self to be slapped without retribution....heh that was funny.
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« on: May 02, 2007, 10:47:28 pm »
I'll drink to that!
Nice one Farros...you really sing it like it is.
Czukay thanks you, the master bard of doom and fear.
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« on: April 28, 2007, 11:12:58 pm »
Heh, Timmy, your pictures are funny as hell!
Your quite the story teller with MS Paint. Keep making people laugh its good for us.
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« on: April 28, 2007, 11:07:10 pm »
Weird, for some reason I didnt see my first reply, so here it is again, sorry for dupe if so..
Just wanted to say, really nice work Witch Hunter....keep up the art , you got skill!
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