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Introduce Yourself / Re: Hellooo
« on: May 07, 2010, 05:54:29 am »
Welcome! :) Feel free to poke me or the other players if you need a hand

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Fixed Bugs / Re: Set Trap skill?
« on: May 02, 2010, 02:36:08 pm »
I think Gilshem is spot on here... Kepp has a few points in Set Trap, but Disabling isnt even on the list for her since I didnt put any ranks in it... she's too clumsy to not set them off. ;)

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General Discussion / Re: PST evenings are really slow :(
« on: April 30, 2010, 02:12:12 pm »
In Gmt timezone there's usually no-one on at all when I check on the site. Sometimes one or two on the occasion. So I don't think it's just you ;)

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General Discussion / Re: Happy Birthday Keppli
« on: April 15, 2010, 09:49:35 am »
Quote from: Pseudonym
Pen-blwydd hapus!!


:)

Quote from: RollinsCat
happy birthday to that cross-dressing mercenary sailor halfling nature-loving ranger...


You forgot the little old man with the herbal tea and collecting teapots fetish ;)

(Ps, Thanks everyone for the kind wishes :) )

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Ask A Gamemaster / Re: Ask the Loremaster: Branderback
« on: April 11, 2010, 08:34:33 am »
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Feedback is always appreciated!


Great stuff! :)

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Willow hung her head, the sea breeze blowing hair across her face. She was tied to the mast of the Jackzonvilet. Her fists clenched. Her eyes stung from the salty water spraying from the sides, sweat beaded on her forehead, her throat felt like someone was grinding sandpaper against it and it felt like everything ached. She felt sick and just wanted to sleep and give up, but she doesn't just give up. She stared out at the crew resolutely.

'Didn't I tell you... you can't trust anyone.'


Yes, they lie, they hurt... I know, I know.

'...More so if you trusted them. Look at them, milling around, like they're better than you.'

Willow's eyes narrowed angrily.
The fury was riling up inside. She wanted to scream and rip the Captain apart. The feelings were so intense she started to rip at the ropes with her teeth.
You're right... She doesn't even know me.. but she looked at me in disgust! LIKE I WAS DIRT ON THE DECK OF HER SHIP!
She stops as Kurn glances over, though her eyes still glazed with bloodlust... slowly they calmed, returned to normal.

I have to consider... maybe they're double-bluffing... are they really on my side...? No! Push that thought away. They probably wouldn't even notice if I was gone.
You're on your own Will. Have to think of a way.
I can't lose. You have to put the jigsaw together, and figure this out.


Will kept her face straight the whole time, jaw clenched, trying not to show weakness however threatened she felt.

The Voice laughs. 'Always the detective aren't you? Can't leave anything be until you know why something is... It gives you an edge in some respects I must say.'

At that point Andrew walked over, rapier in hand. Nonac was close by fiddling with traps, Rocky bustled by with a concerned expression. Time seemed to move as slow as ever but she still had no inkling of what to do next. She couldn't do anything tied up like this.
Suddenly she felt the bonds round her hands loosen.
The purple one had cut them... why?
She whipped her blade out its sheath, but quickly hid it behind her back, making it look like she was still bound.

How ironic. They keep me tied up like a dangerous animal, but now they need me, they ask for my help. A strange turn to things, but... this might just be what I need to get some freedom of choice back.
I'll stay on board if I want, I'll get off when I want.
No-one tells me what to do.


She followed suit as they headed below, there were sounds of shouting and jeering. A mutiny. I watched the scenes unseen, I wasn't really on anyone's side. Never am.
Seems the rest of the crew didn't really seem to like the Captain either.
Kurn challenged the Captain to fight. I'm not really sure who was on my side, if anyone... I just stayed in the doorway.
The thoughts went through her head as she tried to remember each...
Nonac had tried to help me, with traps... Kurn had tied me up, but now he was shouting at the Captain, trying to explain to the others how she'd ordered me to be punished... Andrew had tried to argue against tieing me up, but now he was on the Captain's side...?
Maybe I can't trust anyone.
Think, think! There isn't much time.
*she hit her head with her hands*
Soon there'll be a fight, then you won't be able to find out a jot, there'll just be a room littered with corpses...

Suddenly she stepped between everyone.
"Everyone just shut up!"
A deal was made. The captain wanted the original crew dead, so that's what she got. I wanted to be accepted with the crew I was with, so there was a promise that none of us would be hurt.
Some frowned and walked out, especially Andrew. What's up with him? He wanted to feel Kurn's blade??

And that's the thanks I get. I just saved more than a few lives there. People... I just don't understand them sometimes

'I hate to say I told you so...' The voice mused, echoing a laugh.

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General Discussion / Re: Happy Birthday Leanthar
« on: April 10, 2010, 04:31:17 am »
Happy Birthday!! :)

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Willow walked along the treeline, kicking the same pebble she had for most of the journey so far from Hlint.
Suddenly it felt like a trickling of sand in her head as that presence rose up into thoughts once more.

'I'm bored...' The Voice moaned. 'Why can't you go do something interesting?'

"Hey... I'm in charge here. You go where I go, and there's nothing you can do about it."

'Why do you always have to do that Willow? Treat me like some sort of foul disease.' He said sulkily

"Because you're in my bleeding head! What do you expect!"

'You never even asked me my name.'


"What would that achieve?"

'Well, for one thing, I rather abhor being called HeyYou, Idiot ... the list goes on you know. It's disgraceful.'

"You left out all the best ones. Those are general for when I can't be arsed thinking of something original." I said snickering, almost disappointed.

'That's not the point!' He snapped 'I'd much prefer you called me by my NAME. My real name. Not something like.. *he coughs as she says it* Fancy-Nancy-Pants the Third.'

"At least when I call you stupid no-one looks twice. They think I'm talking about them, pretty handy cover-up if you ask me."

He sighed. 'My name i-'

"Oh gods.."

'For heaven's sake! Can you ever stop to listen to me for two seconds..!'


A massive render loomed above her.

'Ah!'
I heard him yelp nervously in an un-manly sort of pitch.

I dived through the brush and foliage to safety and not a moment later heard a voice.

No, not that one.

"Hello Will. Soooo good to see you." said Ygraine.

Good for you. I'm not.
I thought.

Well Naster was there at least, and some man named Argos, Toranite judging by the colours. That or he just likes fancy outfits. Didn't stay long though.
Ygraine started talking about a hospital or something.

"What is this 'Hospital'?" Naster inquired.
"A place where the ill and wounded are treated. You do not know of such?"
"Oh, the one in Krandor I think she means... Andrew told me about it." I butted in.
Ygraine glared my way, not that I was too bothered.
" That would be why I said 'Krandor Hospital'."
"Apologies, my state of being is not listening to you." I said with a bored expression.

 'Well I know how that feels' The Voice said pointedly.

Oh stop whinging you big baby.

"Girls... girls...Calm down we're all friends here." Argos stepped in.

Hah, friends! He's in for a shock alright!

"Oh I'm calm, you'll know when I'm angry!

So... what brings you lot to a place like this?" I turned to the others.

"We're picking berries" Naster stated simply.

I arced a brow staring his way, but as with all people, not quite meeting their gaze as I stare off somewhere else.
I tried really hard not to laugh, do they really think I'm that stupid?

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*Hopping off the brown pony as she reaches Hlint, she runs down the path excitedly. The Morrison's Ranger uniform of greens and browns flops and waggles as she runs, the trouser legs trailing behind, the cloak trailing even further. So much so it could be a Royal Carpet!
The sleeves wiggle in the air as they reach far past where her arms stop and she trips in mid-skip, the cheesy grin on her face crashing slap-bang into the ground, looking utterly, utterly ridiculous. Some giggles and she's up again, convinced she's leading the other rangers in the army.*

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Notes to Self.

*a few bits of scrumpled parchment, shoved into the book with ink blots over the sides.*

[LIST=1]
  • That Mygraine does my head in. I refuse to have a battle of wits with someone unarmed. It's just not worth the bother.
  • Annwyl I like, though be wary, she will side with Ygraine in situations. Luckily I'm fast on my feet.
  • You can never have too many knives! Keep some slipped in hidden places. Boots are good.
  • Jimmy is actually an Andrew. Call Jimmy on-ship, Andrew off-ship. Don't get mixed up. Oh, and hide this book, now that I've reminded myself.
  • Don't worry about what people think, they don't do it very often.
  • Carry on filling out that map I started. Blackford Castle is NOT North-South of Fort Llast. Never ask directions from someone who's had more than a few ales.
  • I said I'd visit the three at their house in Leringard sometime. Maybe I'd had more than a few ales too...

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: You needs quicky rings?
« on: April 05, 2010, 06:23:55 am »
Grovel,
I would like to buy one of your rings.
See me at Vehl.

*signed with just a 'W' and a brief description*

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General Discussion / Re: Happy Birthday Zakariem
« on: April 04, 2010, 04:51:44 am »
Happy birthday!

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Rumour Has It / Re: Fort Vehl: Seeking Crewmen for Adventure
« on: March 27, 2010, 06:32:44 am »
*a figure emerging from an alleyway notes the poster interestedly. Her eye catches at the mention of a high reward...*

*she ignores the first sentence and simply signs with "Will", a half-smile playing across her lips as she moves through the shadows towards the inn*

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General Discussion / Re: A call to all you malevolent beings!
« on: March 26, 2010, 09:49:02 am »
Quote from: lonnarin

Order 15 pies for Storold and make them all elderberry & anchovy.


Muahahahaha :)

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*Some stick-figures to represent people is on the next page of the journal.*

The Vampire Searching Party!

http://forums.layonara.com/photopost/showphoto.php?photo=141052&ppuser=13062

Another day... another adventure! And wow, I saw Q, thought I was seeing ghosts, I've been thinking that guy was dead for years!

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General Discussion / Re: A call to all you malevolent beings!
« on: March 24, 2010, 09:01:23 am »
Quote from: geloooo
Yes! Soon Keppli will get enough evil points to be officially part of the crew! I miss those evil impromptus with the evil crew. All the plotting, backstabbing, decisive planning, and savage bloodshed. I really hope we could all get together and bring back those old trips!
 
Here's to more razed Toranite forts! *raises a pint* :)


Don't you mean... those Evil corathites disguised as Toranites ...? ;)

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General Discussion / Re: A call to all you malevolent beings!
« on: March 24, 2010, 08:56:35 am »
//while Kepp is more... silly rather than evil, the many times I've run around with this group, they all make some great roleplay :)
I often look out for you folks when I'm on, though that might have something to do with you being the only ones on when I am.. :)
..Anyway, if you did manage to make regular events or something similar, I'd love to come if I'm allowed to. ;) (GMT timezone)

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General Discussion / Re: Dawn of Heroes Questers!
« on: March 21, 2010, 05:04:52 am »
Lol, np at all. Badger and Azk'a were sitting around for about half an hour having panic attacks before we realised you posted! :)

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Happy happy birthday! :)

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General Discussion / Re: Trip into the peaks
« on: March 11, 2010, 11:41:49 am »
Hey G'ork, I'd love to come along as my halfer. As long as it isn't on Sunday... I've got to go to Dawn of Heroes then :)

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