Mouthy Upstart wrote: If an idea is still in somebody's head, can you beat it with a stick? Yes, but only if it is very stuck in someone's head and they are needing help to be getting it out. I am finding that if you beat them on the back of the head while asking questions, they usually will spit their ideas right out.
Carixus Westhill wrote:
Those Taldorans? Taldoreans? Taldoranese? They called me mad for bringing a ladder on an urban adventure but that ladder was useful! (I'm mostly mad, but not for that reason ...)
Male Human Ranger 1
Sykala wrote:
Maleek looks Sykala over with interest. "Huntress, I think! If you to catch exotic prey, I to be cook. We be partners, yes?"
Male Human Ranger 1
Korian Allande wrote: "And finally, this vision of beauty here before you is very new to our group, she calls herself Neferet. Friends, Maleek may indeed be Mad but there are few if any who set a finer table. Come, let us eat and be merry!" "Not mad. No. Mostly mad. This is by Pharoah's decree. Please to remember," says Maleek somewhat haughtily.
Male Human Ranger 1
Ovirid Thorvirson wrote:
"Hey, little hairy man, no be worry! I never to hit my friend Ko-ree-an. I to try but he is move to quick or something. Maybe is magic?" Korian has never let Maleek in on the secret of mage armor and thus Maleek has never managed to land a punch.
Male Human Ranger 1
Korian Allande wrote:
Korian, dodging what would have been a solid punch, sees his friend, the proprietor of this establishment, known for its excellent dishes despite its rough and tumble clientele. "Damn you, ... how come you always to be so quick?" says Maleek to Korian with a big grin. "I think you to never even be see that one coming!" "You bring girlfriends!" Maleek adds looking Ixius up and down. He turns back to Korian, "No ... don't be angry. I see she come with you." "Come in, come in. Our special today is fried scorpion. Do not be worry. This time we learn better about venom. New cook after what happen to last one."
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote: The other PCs have be laughing at me because I am carry a ladder in one hand and a box that may or may not have a head in it in the other. Please give me encounters that allow me to be utilizing this equipment so I can shut their laughing up. Maybe something where PCs must place box containing head on high shelf to unleash shower of power. What think you?
Heathansson wrote:
Sperm vapour. You're breathing it now. My plan is coming into fruition. Now, all I have to do is wait 9 months.
Callous Jack wrote:
Lactose-free? ... Ah, you mean like goat's milk! I love the goat's milk. Especially from the kind of goat's with only one teet. What do you call those goats?
Dorgar wrote:
The Qadirans will defend Logue if no one else will ... Or, at the very least, we will be spelling his name correctly when we sell him to highest bidder.
Spark wrote:
Hush girl! He is Osirion! The Osirions were building temples for their god-kings when we Qadirans still learning to strap bones together to frame our tents!! The Osirions built temples and tombs the like of which other nations only know in myth and legend. So hush, and listen to his song ... Spoiler:
...because it may contain a clue to where these riches are buried. Play on kind sir!!
Spark wrote:
I have been done many important missions but ... to tell you the truth ... I am still learning. I have learnt these things: -- when bandits do not cover their tracks very well it is because there are so many they are not afraid of you and you should be ready to run;-- when they do cover their tracks, making increasingly large concentric circles is not an effective way of tracking them, particularly in the desert; -- when a chieftan asks for you to return his kidnapped daughter to him, he usually wants her alive; -- if by some reason the daughter does not want to go because she is not so kidnapped but more really married to handsome but poor nomad man then returning her in not so alive condition is not so wise thinks chieftan; -- if chieftan send entire tribe to chase you to the ocean, take a ship for Absalom where no one knows you. These are the things I know. Now you know them too. What do you know?
Spark wrote:
Ah! So you like the mustache! Many women do but I wear it for the men ... I mean to distract the men. When they come at me with their daggers drawn, they are so caught wondering 'How does he grow such a dark, thick, and bushy mustache?' that they are slow to move and I cut them to pieces with my scimitar! Is good, yes?
Spark wrote:
Girl-child, I think the smoke from the hookah is be clouding your mind and soon to be stunting your growth. Come on the balcony and clear your mind and we will be trying not to be pushing each other off.
Praise be to the dawnflower and good evening to all! My name is Maleek and I will be being happy to be offering my services to you. Should you be lacking of anything ask! Maleek will find it. Please specify alive or dead as there have been confusings in the past when this was not said. Other than a few confusings I really am an excellent tracker. Honest! And cheap rates too.
Dancing girls? I will find these dancing girls for you and see they are brought to justice! What? You don't want them brought to justice? I could bring them to another abstract concept. I could bring them to truth ... or happiness ... or philosophy. You don't want them tracked at all? I could track something else for you. Please let me know! I am known as Maleek the Mostly Mad and I will be your tracker this evening. |