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« on: April 14, 2007, 09:28:17 pm »
I havn't gone adventuring in a while, again. I seem to go in phases, adventuring, relaxing, adventuring, relaxing. I got a letter from Beli though, and he has a rather interesting proposition for me. It's more along the lines of him getting paid for all those things that he made me than actually doing work. He needs a picker of locks for some crypt some where, and he just happened to remember some debts, well at least that's what I think he remembers. So I agreed, and we went to the crypt. he told me to stay away from these big black things that spew out this red stuffish thing that apparently kills you instantly, except for Beli. I loot and all that wonderfully exciting stuff, pick a lock or two, then repeate. The worst part being that I have to pay off my debts before I get any of the Jink. So yeah, it's exciting, and I sent a letter home to my mother telling her I'm well and fine, and that she doesn;t have to worry about me. Other than that though, lifes been treating me more than fair, got in a small brawl at the Wild Surge, and the man held his booze worse than I did, ME, I can drink maybe two pigs ears before I get knocked out. Anyway, I won, luckly the owner sided with me, I think it may be that I bring in so much Jink. So here I am in my room writing, joy ohh bliss, 'tis but a wonderful thing (who ever is reading this please do take note that what was just written is sarcasim). In the morning I'll give the owner a few hundred Jink for thanks, and If I see the low life scum barely keep his weight drunk around as well I'll toss him a few tower malts his way and make amends, don't want a bad rep, especially in a smal town like Hlint.
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« on: March 14, 2007, 11:19:03 pm »
Yeah, I like the idea, an underground, a darker side to the good, not every one in Port Hempstead want to see it grow. There are those who wouldn't give dung on a stick about the welfare of the government, and indeed would much rather perfer to live by their own rules instead of the coppers. I love the idea, adds a spark of chaos to the world, which is something (I think), is most beautiful to hear *wipes the tear*.
Any way, it could easily bring around so much wonderful things like theft, gang wars, internal strife, and a way to storm the city with out damaging those so very prety walls. Sewers, the dishonoust mans way to glory.
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« on: March 13, 2007, 02:24:43 pm »
I had to deliver a package for some lady in Krandor, earlier today, and I had to go into Port Hempsead to do so. I was scared to go in, I shouldn't be, I'm probably taking the percaustions of staying out of the city for no reason. Sessy's probably completely forgot about me anyway. I don't know though, I'm still going to be warry. If I'm with a party I'll make no sign of hesitatoin to go in, don't want to look suspicious and people get the wrong idea of me. Should I try and hide who I am though? Should I make it so peple don't see my face? I don't know, it would be susspicious if I do, but if I don't some one from my childhood might notice me. No hood, if I see some one who recognizes me I'll just hide in the crowds, and if the crowds are empty I'm sure some alley way will sufice. To be safe though, I'll stay out of the country, unless suspicion will be caused if I don't. If no one susspects I want to stay out, no one will ask questions.
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« on: March 10, 2007, 10:05:54 am »
It seems Sessy is marrying my good old friend Barticus. Maybe friend was the wrong word, he was the rich kid who tried to kill me, he was the kid that got me kicked out of school. Why did Sessy marry him? Maybe he became a better man, maybe he became less of an damn, rich, antagonistic. There could also be Barticus hates me still, and he knew I admired Sessy, but how would he know? Does he have people spying on me? No, no, no I'm getting parranoid, I'm but a son of a scribe. I cause no one any trouble, besides kobolds, and bandits. I'm here to help the common people achieve safety, and through tha make the aristocracy even richer than they are. I'm helping the people, there is no reason for any one to want to kill me, I'm but a humble servant to those that need. I must not think of this matter any more, and I must continue my adventuring career as it was going. I'll make friends in adventurers, I'll forget about my past life, and to do that I must leave home.
My home is all I have though, if I leave where will I go? I won't go to Vehl, that place is full of whores selling their wares down main street. I could go back to Hlint, I could take my room back at the Wild Surge Inn. Then I can think what to do next. I must escape my past, and must forget about everything that has happened.
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« on: March 10, 2007, 09:47:37 am »
*A rose petal marks this page*
I got great, yet sad news earlier today. My parents told me of one of my friends from combat school, Sessy, she's getting married, to rich person. The sad part being I never got to date her, I was but a sad, pathetic, leader that couldn't let his true feelings be known. I had good reason not to, I was a prime target for the rich kids, if I dated her I would have made her a target as well. Now, I will never see her the same way I used to. I'll still see the beauty, I'll still recognize that dizzying intellect, but never will we talk the same way. I must be glad for Sessy though, she's becomeng important, more important than I or any of my other old friends. She's going to have that easy life she always wanted, no shoveling horse dung, no taking out the hay from the stables, nothing of the sort. I'm glad for her, but sad for my self, such a greedy man arn't I? She's going to be that happiest lady of the lands, and all I can think of is my own sorrow, how pathetic. All I am is a pathetic man, nothing great will come of me, nothing at all.
I now place this rose, in rememberance of my darker days, yet my happy ones.
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« on: March 10, 2007, 09:30:09 am »
Well, well, I did a great deal of adventuring and met many people in the past few weeks.
I killed more kobolds, we did that nearly non-stop for nearly two or three days. I helped some Toranites, and a man following Mist kill some undead, then I went into the Blech mountains. We killed many yeti's, and some ogres, then we made it to the Ulgrid cave capital city, I think. It was rather ugly for the most part, bare walls, cold, slimy, the usual cave stuff. Even the throne room was bland. There was one room that was great mind you, wasn't much of a room, but beautiful indeed. There was a waterfall, falling from a height too great to imagine, the air was damp, the light mist was refreshing. The others didn't want to stay long, or at least or guides didn't. So we went back the way we came, and we were attacked, ambush after ambush, I thought one f were going to die. We were all safe, and I split the lttle loot that we got from the trip. One of the Toranites, Balazar, wanted me to give his part of the loot to the temple of Toran in Llast. So after we split up that's what I did. I got there and donated his share of the loot, and also the Rofrimites share, Mando, who left before I could give him his true, I hope he doesn't mind too much. Now, here I am, in the Wild Surge yet again, back in my old room that I would rent every night for six months. It's a little smaller than I remember, but comfortable none the less.
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« on: March 10, 2007, 09:15:24 am »
Oh dear, I completely forgot about this book, found it when I was cleaning out my pack, I shall fill in all that was missed.
Alright, where to start. Well I stopped adventuring for a bit, the amount of true that I got from a single week was so great I was able to relax comfortably for six months or so. Now, I've decided to go back home to Hempstead, and I'm liveing with my parents yet again. I havn't seen any of my old friends from the combat school, but they're probably well, I don't want to soil this book with rather odd forms of pleasure so I shall leave it at that. So I'm living in Hempstead, Beli still remembers me, and he helps me out a great deal. I found a good place to sit and relax, out by Blackord Castle, a beautiful sight indeed. I've helped out the peple of Hepstead with sewer cloging problems, stopping kobolds from killing peasants, stoped many mercenaries from attacking on the roads, and I helped avenge a mans brother, or I think it was his brother, not too sure. Well, it seems very little, but it was a great deal of time, any way, I'll try to remember to write in the book as much as possible.
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« on: December 28, 2006, 07:47:13 am »
Well it's sad to say this will probably be the end to my adventuring journal. It was fun while it lasted, but now I'm home with my family in the small village of Vale in the forrest of Mist. My mother was happy to see me, my father was happy to say hello, my older sister is still lost, my brother dead, and my younger sister still abandoned. My parents are putting me to work, keeping away all the giant, with some great help of traps and archer friends. I may go adventring yet again, only time will eventually tell.
To anyone who reads this, have a very, very good day,
--Demetri Tolbit--
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« on: December 26, 2006, 12:59:26 pm »
Maybe my first speculations on what adventuring was were wrong.
Adventuring is fun, yes I have to kill things that I might not want to kill, but it's much better paying than I thought. I earned around one tohoused five hundred trues, in just a couple of days. I know happienes is the most important, and I'm sure I'm making people quite unhappy by killing gobblins things, and rat kings, but they are evil right? They are causing unhappiness to my side of this war against happiness. So as it seems, my actions are justified, but I don't like using that word, so my actions are accepted. Accepted by who though? By the general public? What does that do for me?What does that do for happiness? Well, it is the side that I'm trying to make happy is it not? So if my actions are accepted by them, then they must be happy with my actions. So, I get happy and rich, society gets satisfied, safe, and happy. All works in the end does it not?
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« on: December 23, 2006, 09:41:22 am »
It's been quite some time since I last wrote in here. Beli's kept me busy for quite some time. Before he came he wanted me to get a bunch of potions and bandages for him, and now he wants more potions, and more this and more that, it's not fun anymore, just collecting and crafting, and collecting and crafting and repeating that proccess until Beli uses his potions and bandages to go off adventuring and I just sit around in the Leilon Arms and wollow in my own boredom. I'm considering finnishing all the crafting that I promosed to people, then go back home. I'll go back home and defend my family, there isn't much fun in that but it's better than doing crafting at the speed of a crazy Dwarf monk. I'll leave a note for Beli when I ready to leave, and I'll leave one for Freldo or Jharl (or who ever the actual owner of the Leilon is) and I'll tell them I'm leaving the Inn and Beli can have the room for himself. I'll leave all my trues to Beli, since he is a nice Dwarf, and a good friend, and I'll return the belt he let me borrow, but then I'm going home to my parents, I might try to get them traveling again so I can have fun.
Will be some time until I finnish all the crafting,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
// For those that might actually read this I'm not leaving Layo I'm just creating a new character, and I'm putting most of my time towards that character.
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« on: December 15, 2006, 10:40:15 pm »
hmmm... looks like something we need for a Layo server. Wouldn't have to worry much about over full pack then would we? When we'd get used to it we'd start complaining about Lag as soon as the smallest bit showed (OMG there's too much Lag!) then when a new person comes on they'll be all (Lag? What Lag? You call that Lag? Pfffttt.. on my old server... etc.) Yeah... I can imagin the impossible already... looks good.
*looks around* Now, too raise funds. What? NO? not to buy it? What's the fun in that? We raise the funds to hire some mercenaries to steal it for us... geeze.
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« on: December 04, 2006, 01:56:31 pm »
I think you should be able to take feats that you shouldn't be able to take. Mainly since that when you take a Sub-Race you get your bonus stats, and your losses, those losses arn't counted when leveling, but neither are those bonuses. I think, just for making it even for Sub-Races and normal Races, that you should do what the game lets you(since from what I see, there is no way around the game mechanics).
It's easily RPable I'd think. Just say something like "I fake it well enough that it works", or for the ones you're not good enough for just say "I try, but just can't."
However, if you know what you want to do with your character from the start then I think you should prepare your character so their modified and unmodified stats work for what you want if it's possible, if it isn't then get it as close so it's not as bad as it could be.
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« on: November 30, 2006, 11:11:33 pm »
I found some trues on the ground by the well in Hlint. I didn't know who's it was, and didn't want to get accused of theft so I donated it to the Hurm relief fund thing. I'm a little tepted to get out of my bed and go grab it though. It was a rather large amout for a commoner or even a noble to have lost, I think it was some where around 200 or so. I won't take it though, I'm getting some more money with those eggs I'm collecting. Oh bloody hell, those eggs. It's so boring gathering eggs, and chickens can be rather nasty, one almost tore off one of my studs on my bracers, bloody bird, I'm going to kill it and cook it, and have one hell of a huge feast. Get some potatoes, corn, bread, flour to make some delicious gravy, hmmm, yes, that would be nice. I'm hungry now, I could eat this rather nasty stuff I bought at the general store, it's dry and tastes like wood, that's been tagged by a wolf, then rotted away an marked upon again. Well, I exagerate a little but still it's very disgusting. I did some adventuring with Grim as well, we entered a large mercenary camp near Haven, they're rather rich for being so stuipid and gullible. I know a Dwarf is the size of a delicious chicken but if he is he'll be choppin' your head off before he even considers fleeing, and by then he wouldn't concider to flee. Why did I just relate that to food? I'm hungray, yes, tat's right, I need to sleep though, it's been a long day. What to have, all I have is box upon box of eggs, and some Ale. I don't feel like wasting the egg on food since egg is ratgher nasty and I make a good bit of trues off them. Also I prefer the Ale to go to friends as a gift, then while they're completely drunk I laugh at their silly antics, HAHA!
Laughin' at a thought of a silly Dwarf thinking he's an elf and cursing himself, whie eating chicken,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 26, 2006, 09:55:58 pm »
I had quite the adventurous time lately. Havn't written in my book recently becuse of it. I got my rapier enchanted with an elctrical ability, and I got a second rapier for free by giving Grim an oak lonk bow. I did a trip through Haven, got some more coal. Helped out Takeira some more. Went on a Dregart trip through Saudrai with Grim, and Mylindar. We met up with Rain and Daniel, then we ran into Samir and Omer. Don't know any of them well, except Grim of course, but we purged much evil. May not sound like much hapened, but really there was a good bit. I also got an order for five boxes of eggs in a short time. It was Muireann who ordered the boxes, and I don't know who that is, I do hope to make a good bit of money off her though, she did say she would be a constant costomer. Well I should getr some rest, it's been a long week.
Getting some sleep and a good nights rest,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 13, 2006, 09:45:06 pm »
I figured out why I believed him, at least I think I do. He was my only friend, well my only real good friend. There was Iomo, and Dalan, but I didn't rely on them to the same extent I did Thorkain. Thorkain was the only person that I really relied on, and we built a friendship on that. He nudged his pregiduce against one elf, and he sucked me into his racist ideas. He tore me away from my elven heritage, well no, he didn't. I still owe respect to my parents, and I still feel I have to make sure they're alive, but I can't stand how they, no how I act around them. It's not their faul that I become as forign to myself as they are to me, it's that I've always been taught to respect my elders, and I only have elven elders. I owe elves my respect. There I have it, I feel as though I must pay all elves the same respect that I gave my elders of my clan. Well, maybe not to the same extent as I paid them, but I feel I must respect them none the less. How does that work though? I'm racist against elves, yet I respect them. I don't respect them for who they are, I respect them for pointy ears. The ranged merchand in Hlint does nothing of great importance, yet I treat with equal respect as I would my mother, well she didn't do anything important either. So I treat him like I do, wow, I never thought this would be so tough, there was that one elf lass, Taiera was it? Yes, i treated her with respect, and I helped her out to make life easier for her, but I do that for everyone. I help every one out, why does it always seem that I help elves out less than everyone else? Are there fewer elves than anyother race, do I just unconsciencly walk away when I see one? Why do I know so little about, well, me. I know so little about myself. I hide myself in dark clothes, never show my face, and even have a helmet under my hood. I havn't seen my reflection in the mirror lately, or even a river. Do I hate myself? No, I already established that I don't. Why is life, or living, or even just being so difficult?
Dificult? This isn't difficult. Those goblins on the barbarian isles are difficult. My mere problems are nothing compared to them. Ahh, forget it, I have work to do and I woke up late. I'll continue this another time I suppose.
Never knew how comfortable a bed could be,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 13, 2006, 08:34:52 pm »
Real Name: Thomas Birthday: August, 1990. Birthplace: London in Canada Current Location: CFB (Candian Forces Base) Petawawa Eye Color: green, grey Hair Color: blonde Height: 5'11 1/2" (don't forget that 1/2 inch!) Right Handed or Left Handed: Right Your Heritage: Not too sure, I think I have a bit of Newfoundlander (East coast maratimes of Canada) in me, and some scottish. Fave Movie: V for Vendetta, or the Sting. Fave Book: Any thing from the Enderverse, or by Orson Scott Card. Fave Fantasy Character: Julian Delphinki (Bean) Married, Kids: I already feel sorry for the woman I'll marry (who ever it may be), and no. The Shoes You Wore Today: Navy Blue Skater Shoes. Your Weakness: Can't stay awake in class (still get good grades though). Your Fears: Loosing a soul strand, angry stupid people in large number chasing after me, big cities, and crowds. Your Perfect Pizza: Peperoni, mushroom, extra cheese. Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: 85%+ average. Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Alright. Thoughts First Waking Up: What do those numbers mean? *long pause* DMANIT! Your Best Physical Feature: My Brain... if that doesn't count then my long blonde hair (I don't see the big point, females say it's beautiful and often want to steal it though). Your Bedtime: 11 pm on school nights, 1 am on weekends. I'd stay up longer, but my mother persists other wise. Pepsi or Coke: Orange Crush. MacDonalds or Burger King: Both VERY disgusting, I prefer store bought lasania cooked in my oven. Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla Cappuccino or Latte: Tea (preferably orange peko) Worst (PG) Vice: ? How many times do you Shower Daily: Once. Have you Been in Love: Nope, don't think so (who truly knows?) Do you want to go to College: RMC in Kingston (Royal Military Colege in Canada) Do you want to get Married: Not my top priority, never really thought of it actually. Do you get Motion Sickness: No. Are you a Health Freak: No, only real exercise I get is by rock climbing. Do you get along with your Parents: Yeah, they play Layo to. Do you like Thunderstorms: Other than when the power goes out, yes. Do you play an Instrument: Nope, asked to start many times though. In the past month have you gone on a Date: Nope. In the past month have you gone to a Mall: ummm... don't think so. In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: No. In the past month have you eaten Sushi: No. In the past month have you been on Stage: No. In the past month have you been Dumped: No. In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: No. How do you want to Die: Never really thought of it, but being shot by a .50 cal would be cool. What do you want to be when you Grow Up: Astro-Physicist, or Spec-ops
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« on: November 11, 2006, 11:46:40 pm »
I got my key tot he Leilon. The room is a little raggidy, but it will sufice. I'll have to decorate it, give it some plant life and the such. Freldo said I could take a thing or two from the Inn's storage, just a thing or two, not the whole kitchen. I asked if any supplies were needed where they should go, and he seemed pleased that I wanted to donate stuff. After the whole Leilon thing I met another elf lass named Takiera, and I helped her out through the sewers. She had other things to attend to so we couldn't do anything after that. Before that though I collected some Skully knuckles for Lynx, and I gave them to her after she attempted to make a couger bag. She seemed pleased with the number of knuckles, and she agreed that I could give her knuckles for potions. We went into Haven mine to take a test and see how far we could manage. We got to the second chamber all right, but Lynx was almost out of her spells, so we went to the surface. She had to leave then, and I started back to the Leilon to try and fix up my room a little. Lynx seemed so happy that I got her the skeleton knucklesm an odd thing to build a relationship on if I say so. I guess it would be best called buisness, yes, we know eachother though buisness, I won't specify what buisness, actually I'll say a potion crafting buisness. Yes, a potion crafting buisness sounds like it would work. I just realized today though, that shes the only other female that I can act myself around. I even can't act normal around my mother, she can get rather stressed over the smallest of things. There arn't many other people I can act normally around, I think there's Lynx, Grimnor, I'd say Thorkain, Dalan, and Iomo, but I havn't talked with them in such a long time I can't really tell if I'd act normally around them. Wow, I act normally around two whole people, and none of them are elves, which makes sense, elves in these parts seem either rude, whiney, or just plain annoying. Dwarves are good friends to have, and so are many of the other little folk. Humans are mostly too self absorbed to notice anything out side themselves and the occasional gobbie that strays into town.
I just looked over this again, and Lynx is the only female I can act my self around, and Grimnor is the only male I can act my self around. I have but only two close, or somewhat close friends. That's just pathetic, well no, not really. All through my earlier life I've only had two good friends, them being Leonard and Natorien. Then before I went to make sure my parents were safe I only had Thorkain, Dalan, Iomo, the Ironbellow brothers, and Beli. I guess I could add Beli to my good friend list of current times, I don't talk to him much because of where he is, but he's still some one who I can act my self around, I think. I'm lonely, I want more people to talk with. I want smart people though, or funny people, I don't want some arrogant hot headed elf that thinks he's king of the world. Why am I against my kind? I hate elves, I don't hate myself, but I hat elves. They seem so forign to me, they're annoying as well, and they whine too much. Now I know why the Dwarves hate then, is it that I took too much of Thorkain's racism before he left? I believed him to, when there was that one incident when he said I couldn't become an important role with the Dwarves simply becuase I was a stupid elf, I believed him that elves are worthless, and stupid. Why? I, I don't know, I'll take a nap on it.
Might know the answer in the morning,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 10, 2006, 11:28:36 pm »
What a good couple days I had. First it started off slow, making crystal rods oh joy! Then I went into the Gobbie waste lands and saw a man just dying. I cured him up, and it seems he had a gobbie problem of his own since when I helped him a stupid gobbie shot me with an arrow. I fliped out, and shot him back, between the eyes. The man thanked me and told me his name was Kendor. I helped him out and well, that'as about it until I saw Lynx go into the crypts. Kendor went to deliver the ears he was asked to get, and I followed Lynx into the crypts. I walked not even 30 seconds afrer she did, and they were dead, ever single one of those skullies dead. I was quite impressed, didn't know she was that good at disposing of the undead. Well, after that we went through the rest of the crypts, and helped get an essence for Kendor. We went to the benches in Hlint, and talked. There was a town crier on break, and we all had a quick chat. Then we went to the bottom of the gobbie caves, with another human. Who was it though? I forget his name, it was some one though none the less. He had redish armour I think, ohh, who realy cares who it was, anyway, we killed all the little peskies and came back up. There were many ambushes on the way up, they planned them at almost perfect times as well so I was the only one left behind to defend. I'm still alive though, and was barely injured. When we finished with that whole ordeal we went to the camp out side Hlint. It seemed every one around went to do the same at the same time though. There was Gil, and two halflings, one came with us to the swamps, and helped us get the essence. After that I left and here I am writing this. Now that I read it again, it seems rather boring. It wasn't though, and who ever reads this later, it was an amazing day, almost as good as the day I saw my parents again. Wow, I have mixed up priorities, seeing my parents who I thought were dead is on par with haveing a good killing spree with my frinds, wow. I'll write about my self in some book and Ill write,
"I like take long walks on the beach, while I slay gobbies in the mid afternoon. If I can get some Kobolds in there to, it'll be the best sun set ever."
I don't think I'll pull that prank any time soon, I seem to be having fun with out using my malevolent acts of pranking. Ohhh, I still need a key for my room in the Leilon. I'm perfectly fine sleeping in the forest though, but it's what Beli wants. I think I'll just hand him the room when he comes back, I have little use of it. I want to keep a key for the Leilon though, the damn locks are too good to be picked. Having access to the portal in there would be nice to have, and I can laugh in peoples faces when I lock them out of the Leilon.
Still witing for the key, and Beli,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 07, 2006, 09:25:48 pm »
I wish the soul mother would be more gracious. I mean I have to wait so long just to think over what I did. Now what did I do? I let my guard down, for one second, and there was no one else around to help. What's such the big problem with that, seriously? Well, I guess thinking about what I did in this rather tourturing state is better than being dead. Is the pain of dying so many times worth all these extra chances? Well, I guess it is, but it hurts. I've been following people again, I should be more productive, but its just so much fun. I followed that Pandorn gentelman and his dead friend, they were rather boring mind you. I followed a rather nice looking elf as well, she seems rather shy though, and a little out there. I think she thinks she's still in the woods, but she's in a city, well village I wouldn't go calling Hlint a city. I would like to learn more from my following, but people don't seem to talk about anything when they're traveling, it can get rather boring. I should just appear in front of one of them, see how they react. They would probably just gasp in shock then get back to normal, people seem so dificult to scare, I would enjoy a good spooking or two, see how people react. What could I do to spook people though? Just that initial shock is rather bland and boring. I should place some bones on the ground, I should be able to get some from the crypts, those stupid skeleons are leaving their bones everywhere. How could I scare people though? I could have a trail of bones leading from the benches to the crypt, then leave a note on the ground. Probably make the note say something like,
"The dead have rissen. Toran chooses you to put them back in their rightful place."
ohhh, or I could start a major conspiracy yes I could put,
"Dear Erag,
I need those soul essenses as soon as possible, or I will have your head.
Signed,
X"
Yes, that sounds like a mighty fair idea. Make a trail to where Erag is in bones, then I plant the note behind Erag so it looks like he droped it. It'll be hard not to be seen, but it sounds like might good fun.
Need sleep to think this over more,
-- Demetri Tolbit --
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« on: November 04, 2006, 11:15:29 pm »
Here is the closest pic I could find to Demetri with out his hood and helmet on.
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