May i ask what the difference will be in races?
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I do not mind, i just need to go look at the character creation rules again. Rescue mission could make for interesting story BTW, what would you like for additions to party
One is a Cleric (Theologian) and the other is an Ogre (Idiot). :) Oi! We resemble that remark!
new could be fun yes
"Lets making our way back to home. Yes. This place nasty and not friendly." he replies in a sad tone "Mork was hoping to learn more how to be making of brewing things" -Posted with Wayfinder
He scratches his head in confusion -Posted with Wayfinder
"Fishing spot!" the large creature exclaimed excitedly -Posted with Wayfinder
"Yes." he rumbles -Posted with Wayfinder
Mork points to his shoulders -Posted with Wayfinder
thank goodness not :P
So here's the deal : Welcome to my partner in geeky crime. Aldrèa -Posted with Wayfinder
"Maybe try and write on ground with stump...? But me thinks one eye can't read very good" he scratches his head a bit. Avoiding Gork. He may try to bite him -Posted with Wayfinder
"We can do the reading thing... writing hard...." they lift their large hands -Posted with Wayfinder
"Grumpy one eye folks... Not like it much" -Posted with Wayfinder
The two headed ogre sat quietly and waited for the return of their companions. Not much to do but wait. Since their skills in staying quiet was as good as the next giant -Posted with Wayfinder
"Yah. Big ol one eye not nice. Not think he like if we use fancy tricks about him" he nods in agreement -Posted with Wayfinder
"We watch camp. We no sneak good" Mork grunts as he stomps a foot on the ground -Posted with Wayfinder
Our thoughts exactly. And hopefully less observant *wink wink* -Posted with Wayfinder
"Mork can try talk. All people like ale... talk over ale. Yes. Maybe come to bargain?" -Posted with Wayfinder
"Very well. Mork will try the talky thing. Not promise. Only try" he nods and rummages through his pack -Posted with Wayfinder
Mork was feeling a lot better after the wounds closed. That hurt a lot. -Posted with Wayfinder
Mork will speak nicely. Maybe offer some home made ale! -Posted with Wayfinder
Mork pulls whats left of the bolt from his neck "Mork hurt bad... one eye hit Mork in neck" -Posted with Wayfinder
I had a bit of a relapse with my depression... will try to get things back on track asap
"Mork hurt bad... Mork follow... arrow make very ouch... Mork will return it" he was struggling to speak with the amount of blood he lost. Not to mention the pain from the arrow
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Mork lumbers forward. Angry and very upset. As he does. He unslings his trusty stump
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Mork lets out a load roar of pain as the arrow pierces his neck. Splitting pain runs through his body -Posted with Wayfinder
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"Mork slept good. Like lamb.... hmmm.... mutton.... Mork hungry now...." he rubs his latge belly. His eyes closed as he thinks of eating sheep -Posted with Wayfinder
"Mork is ready. Mork make target. No see little ones. Then little ones bonk dem on da head? " he tries to understand the plan -Posted with Wayfinder
"Mork not want fight if no need.... we scare em good... so maybe attak cause skared? But next Mork will bonk em on da head real hard" he cracks his head sized fists -Posted with Wayfinder
"Spear nasty.... rude tings dat just fro spears around... Mork should hit dem hard" he grumbles as he watches the spectical -Posted with Wayfinder
"Mork happy not to hit squishy thing. But not want spear in Mork like doggy man either... Mork say we go" -Posted with Wayfinder
Mork looks around confused. Nothing has happened. People yelling and doing things. But nothing to agrivate anyone else "Uh... Mork not sure... what do now? " His club at the ready. But still he wasnt sure what to do. But if they started to throw things... Mork will hurl rocks at them... or just bash them with his stump -Posted with Wayfinder
"Dat not nice... we no do anything to dem... Mork not happy...." he slings his large stump into their hands, palming it, ready to swing -Posted with Wayfinder
"Mork no like living away from city... maybe farm... grow tings. Den make more ale" -Posted with Wayfinder
Investigate -Posted with Wayfinder
"So no drink fish? Okay... mork maybe learn to cook... maybe... then we drink!" At the mention of something large he claps his hands together -Posted with Wayfinder
He looks around at the discarded and cut down trees. Listening to the little ones explination. He scratches his head
"Mork no fish, Mork make ale and brew drinks. So maybe cat man do the fishing! Hmm..... should maybe try fish flavoured ale for kitty people..." -Posted with Wayfinder
Hey folks. Just saying work is putting me under a lot of stress. Will be back to posting by the weekend -Posted with Wayfinder
"Kitty-man stay with Mork. Mork like kitties!" both heads grin at the word kitties -Posted with Wayfinder
Ill take graveyard shift -Posted with Wayfinder
He looked around the forest. Even here things were tiny. He stepped carefully. Not wanting to step on something, or someone, he shouldnt. He had no idea what was suppose to happen or what they were suppose to do. So he simply kept his eyes open, and his trusty tree trunk ready for any immediate danger
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Since im using what is basically a large tree stump, i wont have magic weapons... maybe later get a defending dagger. And just buff me armor :P -Posted with Wayfinder
I dont want to use my 1500 for anything.... my current gear is awesome for me. So if people want to use that 1500 for something. Go ahead -Posted with Wayfinder
Yup. =^^= -Posted with Wayfinder
I have really expensive items. Just the breastplate i received is well over my WBL. I dont have anything to spare :( -Posted with Wayfinder
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