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« on: September 21, 2009, 11:52:26 am »
Whilst munching the apple pie just bargained for the dwarf bard Rockhead Howling Wolf thinks up a ditty on the spur of the moment, "here we go lass" *sings* Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of flies, four and twenty halfers baked in a pie! When the pie was opened the halfers all did sing, what a strange cacophony ter set before a king. The King was in his counting house, eating bread and honey, the Queen was elsewhere shopping, spending all his money, the maid was in the laundry room a-picking at her nose, when in dashed a suave roguish guy and pinched all her clothes. "Ta da!" he says, *perform check=67ish* (note to editor. the gentleman concerned was not of course molesting the young lady in any way what so ever, the rhyme be one of them double entendre's loike to amuse folk who might have thoughts veering in that direction, the lewd direction that is but I don't write such stuff......does I?)
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« on: August 22, 2009, 04:47:53 pm »
*hastily written note* Beware , Beware there be a monster from of old out near the Skull Hill, I be certain its a monster from the bloodwars it is, scaley tentacles fer legs and a warrior body above, It moves like lightning, can see invisible folk, even dwarves in purple loike! and it smites witha ferocious arm! maybe it war, To arms I say, To arms *runs off and hides in the Scamps Mug cellars* //occ may be quest leftover but got me blood flowing i tell yer!
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« on: August 21, 2009, 09:46:44 am »
apologies to all playing this morning at Arkolio's. The purple dwarf wasnt been rude i just had a fatal crash and couldnt return. after 5 mins got called to RL. Sorry Master Muck, i's didnt get to hear you sing
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« on: June 16, 2009, 02:49:12 pm »
Oi ter all you wizards! *int check rolls d20 and gets 6* i've been watching me brother griff casting magicky arrow spells and he uses up a great deal of bat poop. Right I thought, theres true ter be had there so i've been around and have gathered three sacks of cow dung and and four boxes of horse loike from around the place fer yer ter use in yer spell loike. Its much smellier than bat poop but theres much more of it ter go round. Going cheap ter the first bidder loike! p.s. Is there a good laundry ter be had cos these here stains on me coat aint moving. regards Rockhead Howling Wolf in his second best coat.
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« on: June 14, 2009, 04:58:15 pm »
Isherwood appears in leringard after his second death in succession. Having being invisible and about to leave the caverns a fighter ( who will remain nameless) bashed one of the many giants who had respawned with Ish in the middle, having recently perished and met the SM, Ish ran for the nearest doors having cast ahmmer of the gods to try and save the fellow, to be followed through and squished by two giants ( loosing mega xp) please guys, a run out is a run out. true rp'ing from Ish means hes going to stay and protect rather than protect his own hide but having to get smooshed a second time in 2 mins was just silly. *grumbles and goes off the nearest tavern*
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« on: April 28, 2009, 02:32:59 pm »
( in homage to fastshow but here goes) You lot don't know a good meal when yer see one. Here's me guide loike... This week I have been mostly eating Badger Pie and blueberries washed down with Wizard wheat ale. and my life story so far...... This week I have mostly killed by Giants, Gnolls, Bears and cows. (please feel free to report on your own deaths, sort of straw pole?) Rockhead Howling Wolf, bard and connorsurre loike.
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« on: March 27, 2009, 03:59:10 pm »
I'm mining gems all tommorrow so here's an early happy skinnydipping in the nearest pond day to Gala ( tickets available at 100 true each from Rockhead but can't promise she would show), or is that hippy birdday ( lost in translation) also Happy Pieday from Keppli! ...couldnt leave it without a song ( eleanor rigby may come to mind) Galathea Arnaduillae Gala Arnaduillae, picks up the rice near the crypt where the undead have been, lives in a dream. Looks out the window, holding a mace that she keeps not too far from the door, what is it for? All the Layo people, where do they all come from? All the Layo people, I'll sing their tales in song. Gala the cleric, writing her thoughts 'bout the things in the dark that have caused her to fear, they come too near. look at her working, healing the sick in the night when there's nobody there, Why does she care? All the Layo people, where do they all come from? All the Layo people, I'll sing their tales in song. Arghhhhhhh look at all the boney people, Arghhhhhhh look at all the boney people. Rockhead Howling Wolf hippy birddday lass!
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« on: October 11, 2008, 01:15:53 pm »
Keppli Clever Clogs Quickhands, the cleverst girl in town. Keppli Clever Clogs Quickhands, pretends to be the clown. She's smarter than a wizard, and wiser than the owl, quicker than a lizard, in apple green cape and cowl. She runs through tress and forest glades, she doesn't have a care, with sword and dagger blades, a twirling death affair. Keppli Clever Clogs Quickhands, that halfling girl's a star, Keppli Clever Clogs Quickhands, the brightest one by far! from the jottings of Rockhead Howling Wolf, Dwarven Bard
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« on: October 05, 2008, 12:23:14 pm »
dear Sniverous or guild owners of chests at 223 Prantz, my apologies but whilst innocently waiting to use the portal from Prantz ter wayfare I, Rockhead Howling Wolf, had an overwhelming desire ter sneak a look in a large storage chest. I think it was the result if some mind altering attacks from the mushrooms close ter Prantz! Anyway the bloomin thing wouldnt close so I has moved all the objects into the adjacent chest ( overseen by the gods! (dm)). please accept my apologies fer the fingerprints all over yer goods, all of which are still there! and fer the spittle on the adamantium as I was just checking ter see if it were real by tasting it. please leave a note if'n yer want ter get the judges involved in the matter and I will gladly pay yer some compensation, maybe a few flagons of dwarf ale, fer being rude and nosey whilst in your abode.I promise I did not try any of yer clothes but that purple shirt hanging up in the corner is nice. I never touched it! Alternatively yer may want ter call the militia out in which case please give advance warning by bird and I will be away ter the dessert fer a few months ter perfect me disguise. Yours Humbly, Rockhead Howling Wolf. (ps. thanks ter Atlas, Vincent and Salleron fer the advice. Hope the close circuit tv shows me being honest!)
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