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There is a pause, longer still.
"There is no other way.
I can assure you, I have checked every possible way for her to include her own 'taint', and made sure to eliminate it. I have not had a single moment of peace. I have searched, and searched...she tries to stop me, even now.
You must take it. Or Wasp, and Alaina, and Jack Hammer...they will all die."


Uhhh, this sounds like one of those moral dilemma things. Do you pick one choice where a very bad thing happens to one person, or do you pick another thing where just normal bad things happen to a lot of people.


Kobold Cleaver wrote:

There is a pause, longer still.

"There is no other way.
I can assure you, I have checked every possible way for her to include her own 'taint', and made sure to eliminate it. I have not had a single moment of peace. I have searched, and searched...she tries to stop me, even now.
You must take it. Or Wasp, and Alaina, and Jack Hammer...they will all die."

You do not fight fair, kobold. Very well. You win. Pray that you really have thought this through.


Hang on. I think this is about Candle Lighter, right, and he's undead, so has anyone tried one of the Daughters of the...
The Flunkie's suggestion is cut off as a vortex opens up, sucking him out of Lynora-Jill's mind.


The kobold hesitates. Then, he sounds regretful.
"Good. I only hope that Candle Lighter will lose."
Suddenly, two small holes open in the wall. They hear scrabbling, as the goddess tries to escape, but then a small vial goes through each hole.
The holes close behind them.
Wasp grabs one of the vials, a slightly larger one.


The priestess hesitates before she picks up the smaller vial. She knew what she needed to do with it, but she didn't want to. There was a high risk of death, her own and the ones she cared most about. But there was a high certainty of death if she did not. She fled the confines of her own mind. It was time to return to the battle.


Lynora:

Spoiler:
As you may have predicted, KC was lying. He is the ultimate 'for the greater good' guy. If you ever saw 'Get it Done', on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, you'll see how much he relates to the Shadow Men. He regrets it, but it is the only way to save the Board.
So, it actually contains traces of the goddess's own personality. Lynora won't become evil, but she may take on other...more lustful traits.
My apologies for not telling you sooner.


Alaina flies down and alights on the pool's patio. She sends Minerva and her few surviving sisters to rest in their crystal hive. She had spent the night beating back the Defective horde, and she was bone weary.

Making her way to her suite, she draws a scalding hot bath. Stripping the rent and scorched chainmail bikini off, she sinks into the scented waters with a sigh.

After a good long soak, she emerges from the bath clean and tired. Pausing only to don a fresh change of knickers and the freshly-washed Dark&Stormy Knight teeshirt she had won, the tired priestess collapses into bed. Soon all that can be seen is her vibrant flame hair peeking from the satin sheets.

Unnoticed, the wasp whip coils and uncoils on the floor where Alaina dropped it on the way to her bath.


Several warriors return to Club Calistria. Fafhrd and the Grey Mouser appear on the omniportal and stagger to the bar, yelling for a jug of good snow brandy. The tireless form of Acme complies, bringing them a pile of nachos and sandwiches as well.

The sun breaks over the distant forests of Alaina's realm. Just another day in paradise ...


... wrote:

Several warriors return to Club Calistria.

The sun breaks over the distant forests of Alaina's realm. Just another day in paradise ...

Months after The Bard and Rio's supposed death, Magarinefrog, comes in from the pool and quickly finds Lynora.

"Lynora come quick, The Bard and Rio are at the pool! They're fighting each other, hurry!"
Dashing toward the pool, Lynora sees they are indeed fighting on top of the water's surface. But they are laughing too. No longer does The Bard wear his black and gold robes.. Rio appears to have grown since he was last seen, at least a foot taller. Both stop fighting when they realize they're being watched.
"Hello lynora-jill, how have you been these last few months?"


*grinning as he waves hello*
"Hey Lynora!"


Margarine hops towards Rio

I thot you'd gone splat Rio! Me an' Lemmiwinks woke up in de forest right in de middle of battle, den we say this shadow guy an' we were real scared, right Lemmi?


SQUEEE!!


Margarinefrog wrote:

Margarine hops towards Rio

I thot you'd gone splat Rio! Me an' Lemmiwinks woke up in de forest right in de middle of battle, den we say this shadow guy an' we were real scared, right Lemmi?

"You don't have to worry, I'm fine. Better than fine. Look I'm standing on water! Also,"*Water rises up to swirl in his hand, making a Margarinefrog and Lemmi statue*"I can do this. What's happened in the months of we've been gone? Did you and Lemmi become heroes?"


*A normal looking man strides into the Club, and orders plain tea. He walks around talking to everyone, asking if the rumor that this particular Club was part of an epic battle was true.*
"So, is it?"


Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:


"You don't have to worry, I'm fine. Better than fine. Look I'm standing on water! Also,"*Water rises up to swirl in his hand, making a Margarinefrog and Lemmi statue*"I can do this. What's happened in the months of we've been gone? Did you and Lemmi become heroes?"

Margarinefrog looks up in awe at the water statue

Dat's a neat trick Rio. Gee you've gotten good!

When Rio mentioned being a hero Margarinefrog looks down

Well, when we crashed I woke up an' there was all dis fightin' an' Lemmiwinks was hurt real bad, an' ..

Scuffs webbed foot

I got real scared He says in a small voice


*stiffening slightly as the mysterious man walks over, he still answers*
"Indeed it was. I'm know as Kiba to those here. May I ask your name? If your on our side you may stay, there always seems to be enough room."


Margarinefrog wrote:


I got real scared He says in a small voice

*He smiles as he kneels down*

"That's okay we all were scared. But you still went to fight didn't you? Remember, courage is not lack of fear, but doing something even if your afraid. Now, how about a swim?"


Kiba wrote:

*stiffening slightly as the mysterious man walks over, he still answers*

"Indeed it was. I'm know as Kiba to those here. May I ask your name? If your on our side you may stay, there always seems to be enough room."

"Really? I'd have thought with so many people there would be no room left..."*as he walks to find a suitable room, he says over his shoulder* "I'm called Oroth by the way."


The Shadow wrote:

*A normal looking man strides into the Club, and orders plain tea. He walks around talking to everyone, asking if the rumor that this particular Club was part of an epic battle was true.*

"So, is it?"

A retro-futuristic robot zips up and serves the gentleman some tea.

*BEEP*

Well, sir, there was a small skirmish here. The Messageboard Oracle was killed by a strange evil undead creture. I attempted to intervene, but I was incapacitated. Most of the action occured at the Role Playing Thread.

The robot zips off to serve some other patrons


*Kiba growls softly, his eyes shifint to that of his wolf form as Oroth walks away*
"Something not right about him, I can smell it..."


Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:


*He smiles as he kneels down*
"That's okay we all were scared. But you still went to fight didn't you? Remember, courage is not lack of fear, but doing something even if your afraid. Now, how about a swim?"

YAY!

Puts down Lemmiwinks and dives into the Olympic-sized pool


Alaina awakes as the sun sets in the aquamarine ocean behind the clubhouse

Wow, I've been out for hours ..She thinks to herself

Padding over to her bathroom, she showers quickly. Emerging refreshed, she pads to her walk-in closet and picks out an ivory minidress and some stiletto heels. She puts her hair up in a French Twist, slipping some small slender throwing daggers in the thick hair as a functional accent. A few gold bracelets and a wide red belt finish her ensemble. Strapping her regular whip to her side, she puts her wasp whip away in a wall safe. She stares at the closed safe for a moment, then descends to the main club area by the pool and greets her guests.


Alaina wakes up as the sun touches her window. She is beginning to feel more like herself again. She is momentarily distracted by a rumbling snoring coming from the far side of the bed.

Ah yes, the barbarian. She thinks fuzzily

Emerging quietly, she tiptoes to the bathroom and showers. Emerging a while later, she plaits her long hair and throws on some spandex shorts and a bikini top. Throwing a loose tee over her ensemble, she slips her crosstrainers on and jogs down the stairs to the pool area.

Seeking to drive the cobwebs from her mind and stretch out the muscles she had abused last night while in the company of Fafhrd, she begins her morning yoga routine under the pool's pergola.


Kiba wrote:

*Kiba growls softly, his eyes shifint to that of his wolf form as Oroth walks away*

"Something not right about him, I can smell it..."

And speaking of smell...:)

A sudden wind blows across the pool area from the direction of the woods. Kiba catches another scent as the stranger who calls himself Oroth walks off. It smells like big cat and...cookies, maybe?

This is followed swiftly by the sound of something heavy crashing into a tree (or through its branches), and a loud growling sound. A moment later, light cursing can be heard, and the Dalesman slowly walks out of the woods, gingerly rotating his left shoulder as he holds his (bloody) two-bladed sword in his right hand. He bears other injuries as well.

Noticing Kiba, he calls out:
"We did win, didn't we?"

The Exchange

"Candle Lighter has been driven back, but is not yet destroyed," Angels says. "Cure the dark fates that prevented mefrom lending aid."

Sorry I missed the battle guys. A road crew accidently cut our DSL and it took them until late yesterday to get the DSL and phone service restored to our neighborhood.


Angel of Violence wrote:

"Candle Lighter has been driven back, but is not yet destroyed," Angels says. "Cure the dark fates that prevented mefrom lending aid."

Sorry I missed the battle guys. A road crew accidently cut our DSL and it took them until late yesterday to get the DSL and phone service restored to our neighborhood.

Hope you enjoyed the story!


Angel of Violence wrote:

"Candle Lighter has been driven back, but is not yet destroyed," Angels says. "Cure the dark fates that prevented mefrom lending aid."

Sorry I missed the battle guys. A road crew accidently cut our DSL and it took them until late yesterday to get the DSL and phone service restored to our neighborhood.

No worries - I missed it too. It looks like we've jumped up a few months in time as well, so we need to adjust accordingly. Devlyn is not aware of that little fact yet, though...

Hears Angel's voice and turns, nods in greeting.
"Do we know how many casualties? I lost track of Rio and the other skirmishers when we hit the forests to harry the enemy's flanks. Things got dark with a swiftness then, and I've spent who knows how long fighting a bunch of those 'things' through the Plane of Shadow to get back here."

Sinks down to the ground, visibly exhausted.


The Dalesman wrote:
Angel of Violence wrote:

"Candle Lighter has been driven back, but is not yet destroyed," Angels says. "Cure the dark fates that prevented mefrom lending aid."

Sorry I missed the battle guys. A road crew accidently cut our DSL and it took them until late yesterday to get the DSL and phone service restored to our neighborhood.

No worries - I missed it too. It looks like we've jumped up a few months in time as well, so we need to adjust accordingly. Devlyn is not aware of that little fact yet, though...

Hears Angel's voice and turns, nods in greeting.
"Do we know how many casualties? I lost track of Rio and the other skirmishers when we hit the forests to harry the enemy's flanks. Things got dark with a swiftness then, and I've spent who knows how long fighting a bunch of those 'things' through the Plane of Shadow to get back here."

Sinks down to the ground, visibly exhausted.

Not sure if we're all in sync on the amount of downtime btwn battles yet. A few of us want to take it easy (more light-hearted) for a bit, but game time is up in the air


The Dalesman wrote:


This is followed swiftly by the sound of something heavy crashing into a tree (or through its branches), and a loud growling sound. A moment later, light cursing can be heard, and the Dalesman slowly walks out of the woods, gingerly rotating his left shoulder as he holds his (bloody) two-bladed sword in his right hand. He bears other injuries as well.

Noticing Kiba, he calls out:
"We did win, didn't we?"

"Hale, and well met Dalesman! Yeah we won. Most of the casualties were tribbles, my they fought bravely..."

*Kiba lowers his head to honor those fallen, he continues in a whisper*
"I saw Rio fall into the forest, but couldn't get to him. It was only after the Wraith Lord fled to the forest was I able to tell The Bard what happened. Next thing I know, I'm hearing The Bard scream a mile from the forest and there was a massive blast of uncontroled magic. I found the spot where Rio fell, but all I found was a large crater. After months of hoping against hope, The Bard, Rio, and all the pokemon fighting by his side are back, with no explanation as to how. Whatever happened in those few months seemed to have awakened powers resembling The Bard's and he's taller, but that could have just been a growth spurt. E7's granddaughter fell to a fire troll."*no longer whispering* May I ask what just happend in the forest?"


Kiba wrote:

"Hale, and well met Dalesman! Yeah we won. Most of the casualties were tribbles, my they fought bravely..."

*Kiba lowers his head to honor those fallen, he continues in a whisper*
"I saw Rio fall into the forest, but couldn't get to him. It was only after the Wraith Lord fled to the forest was I able to tell The Bard what happened. Next thing I know, I'm hearing The Bard scream a mile from the forest and there was a massive blast of uncontroled magic. I found the spot where Rio fell, but all I found was a large crater. After months of hoping against hope, The Bard, Rio, and all the pokemon fighting by his side are back, with no explanation as to how. Whatever happened in those few months seemed to have awakened powers resembling The Bard's and he's taller, but that could have just been a growth spurt. E7's granddaughter fell to a fire troll."*no longer whispering* May I ask what just happend in the forest?"

Gets up gingerly, wipes his sword clean and sheathes it. Walks closer to Kiba and claps him on the shoulder, saying with a chuckle:

"I just found out that if a Dalesman falls alone in the woods, that you evidently can hear him!"

Then lowers his voice and whispers:
"Something dark and strong came into those woods. I tried to shadow jump into a better position to get at it, but something went wrong. Instead of just transiting through the Plane of Shadow for an instant, I got shunted into the plane completely. And I evidently brought along quite a few of those creatures that were making their way here. It was an interesting game of cat and mouse, but I was able to take care of them."

"When I dropped the last one, everything changed again and I was back here - albeit about thirty feet above the treetops. It wasn't my best landing, that's for.....wait. What do you mean 'months of hoping against hope'!? I've only been gone for a few days at most..."

Looks around, then speaks back up
"Well, I for one need to raise a mug to those who fell. And maybe find a cleric, since I seem to be bleeding on you. Crap - sorry about that."

Wipes blood off of Kiba's shoulder, then starts carefully making his way to the cabana. Yep, you've got that weird smell again - cat and cookies.


*runs over from the pool, eager to help the one who had use of mists, though he now stands taller than Dale*
"Here, let me you get to the Club, and I'll see if I can heal some of those wounds."
*As he inspects Dales wounds, his hands glow in a purple light. The wounds slowly close half way, before Rio stops, breathing heavily*
"Sorry I can't do more, but my power has yet to manifest completely. How strange, you smell of cats and... cookies? Why in the EPoW do you smell like cookies?"


Emperor7 wrote:
The Dalesman wrote:
Angel of Violence wrote:

"Candle Lighter has been driven back, but is not yet destroyed," Angels says. "Cure the dark fates that prevented mefrom lending aid."

Sorry I missed the battle guys. A road crew accidently cut our DSL and it took them until late yesterday to get the DSL and phone service restored to our neighborhood.

No worries - I missed it too. It looks like we've jumped up a few months in time as well, so we need to adjust accordingly. Devlyn is not aware of that little fact yet, though...

Hears Angel's voice and turns, nods in greeting.
"Do we know how many casualties? I lost track of Rio and the other skirmishers when we hit the forests to harry the enemy's flanks. Things got dark with a swiftness then, and I've spent who knows how long fighting a bunch of those 'things' through the Plane of Shadow to get back here."

Sinks down to the ground, visibly exhausted.

Not sure if we're all in sync on the amount of downtime between battles yet. A few of us want to take it easy (more light-hearted) for a bit, but game time is up in the air

Here's how I see it:

The Board is a timeless world of existence. In this case, 'world' is used to refer to 'settings' with their own pantheon, cosmology, etc. So Eberron would be a world, while The Plane of Shadow would just be a plane.
Time on the Board can pass, though, if someone manages to state that a day has passed. However, normally, only particularly strong Lords of the Boards can do this, unless something significant is happening, in which case an exception may or may not be made. Depending.
How does that sound?


Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:

*runs over from the pool, eager to help the one who had use of mists, though he now stands taller than Dale*

"Here, let me you get to the Club, and I'll see if I can heal some of those wounds."
*As he inspects Dales wounds, his hands glow in a purple light. The wounds slowly close half way, before Rio stops, breathing heavily*
"Sorry I can't do more, but my power has yet to manifest completely. How strange, you smell of cats and... cookies? Why in the EPoW do you smell like cookies?"

Looks at Rio for a moment, then shakes his head and smiles

"Y'know - a couple of years ago, this would have seemed strange to me."

"Thanks - that should keep me from bleeding on the furniture, but you look like you need to sit down as badly as I do now."

both keep walking to the Club
"And as far as the cookies - all I will say is that pixies have a grand sense of humor".


After a vigorous workout, Alaina directs her robot friends and her new waitstaff of young Tiefling and Aasimar waitress/altargirls to ready for the evening's entertainment. She disappears into her suite for a bit, rousting the large red-haired barbarian Fafhrd from her bed and sending him packing.

A few hours later she primps in front of the mirror, taking in the plunging neckline of her new purple Versace gown. Adding a few trinkets and attaching the ruby she had originaly purposed to hold Lord Heathansson's energy to a chain on her neck, she slips on some Isabella Zocchi pumps and descends to meet her guests.


A young Aasimar girl busses tables along the periphery of the pool. She has straight black hair, bronze skin and slightly tilted blue eyes. Her frame is slight, and she looks to be about 5'2" tall. She is dressed in the typical waitress wear at Club Calistria, black shorts and a yellow-black striped halter top. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail. She loads the empty glasses in a tub and stats to bring them back to the kitchens when she accidentally bumps into Rio. The tray flies out of her hands and crashes to the ground.

OH! I am so sorry sir! She cries, dropping to the ground and gathering up the crockery shards.


Serafina wrote:

A young Aasimar girl busses tables along the periphery of the pool. She has straight black hair, bronze skin and slightly tilted blue eyes. Her frame is slight, and she looks to be about 5'2" tall. She is dressed in the typical waitress wear at Club Calistria, black shorts and a yellow-black striped halter top. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail. She loads the empty glasses in a tub and stats to bring them back to the kitchens when she accidentally bumps into Rio. The tray flies out of her hands and crashes to the ground.

OH! I am so sorry sir! She cries, dropping to the ground and gathering up the crockery shards.

Getting the pretty girl to bump into the teen boy? What are you playing at Pat?

*As he sees the beautiful young aasimar, Rio shows some teenage behavior: awkwardness*
"Oh, um sorry, it was my fault, here let me help you-"
*But when he bends down to help, he bumps into her and they both fall.*
"I'm so sorry, I'll help you up..."
*But as he stands himself he trips on some broken crockery, he stands again, his face scarlet with embarassment*
"Um, here you go, do you need any help...?"
*When she declines, he walks to an empty chair and start to mumble about how stupid he just was*


Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:

Getting the pretty girl to bump into the teen boy? What are you playing at Pat?

*whistles innocently*

Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:


*As he sees the beautiful young aasimar, Rio shows some teenage behavior: awkwardness*
"Oh, um sorry, it was my fault, here let me help you-"
*But when he bends down to help, he bumps into her and they both fall.*
"I'm so sorry, I'll help you up..."
*But as he stands himself he trips on some broken crockery, he stands again, his face scarlet with embarassment*
"Um, here you go, do you need any help...?"
*When she declines, he walks to an empty chair and start to mumble about how stupid he just was*

The young girl blushes and hurries to finish cleaning up

I am so stupid! I am going to get kicked out of here for sure!

She looks up at Rio, her eyes shiny

Please don't tell Alaina.

She stands and hurries her tray of broken dishes away towards the kitchens


Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:

Getting the pretty girl to bump into the teen boy? What are you playing at Pat?

*As he sees the beautiful young aasimar, Rio shows some teenage behavior: awkwardness*
"Oh, um sorry, it was my fault, here let me help you-"
*But when he bends down to help, he bumps into her and they both fall.*
"I'm so sorry, I'll help you up..."
*But as he stands himself he trips on some broken crockery, he stands again, his face scarlet with embarassment*
"Um, here you go, do you need any help...?"
*When she declines, he walks to an empty chair and start to mumble about how stupid he just was*

Smiles to himself, glad to see some innocent fun return to this place

Looks around the bar for a 'healer wanted' sign, or for Acme

Devlyn will probably doze off at the bar, due to his remaining injuries and exhaustion, as I need to turn in for the night anyway. Somebody take care of the poor guy... :) G'night all!


Alaina, priestess of Calistria wrote:

After a vigorous workout, Alaina directs her robot friends and her new waitstaff of young Tiefling and Aasimar waitress/altargirls to ready for the evening's entertainment. She disappears into her suite for a bit, rousting the large red-haired barbarian Fafhrd from her bed and sending him packing.

A few hours later she primps in front of the mirror, taking in the plunging neckline of her new purple Versace gown. Adding a few trinkets and attaching the ruby she had originaly purposed to hold Lord Heathansson's energy to a chain on her neck, she slips on some Isabella Zocchi pumps and descends to meet her guests.

A young sun elf approaches Alaina and asks, "My Lady. I am looking for Lynora-Jill. Mayhap you've seen her and The Cult of the Angry Jacks?


Alaina takes a spin on the dance floor as the evening begins to heat up. the crowd is thickening, with groups from all around the Wheel start porting in and gathering around the dancefloor.

I'm going to have to expand my facilities! Alaina thinks to herself as she whirls around the arm of a handsome Eladrin knight from the Court of Stars

The house stereo plays an ethereal beat as the clubbers begin to sway and throb. Many of the dancers use cantrips to cause multi-colored lights and illusary creatures to chase around the dancefloor.

Off in a corner a sad aasimar girl wipes some dirty tables down and collects empty glasses.


Navaar Jack wrote:


A young sun elf approaches Alaina and asks, "My Lady. I am looking for Lynora-Jill. Mayhap you've seen her and The Cult of the Angry Jacks?

Alaina turns to the newcomer.

I think they decided to rest at their clubhouse! She yells over the music


*BEEP*

Mr. Dalesman, you look wounded. Let me fix you a Flesh Rippler.

Mixes a concoction of Kahlua, Bailey's Irish Cream, vanilla ice cream, Stolichnaya vodka and a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds. Blenders it all together and pops the milkshake-like mixture in front of the Dalesman in a big novelty plastic cup with an umbrella and a crazy straw.


The house stereo plays on with some funky horn elcetronica as the party gathers steam.

The Court of Stars has a strong presence at the club tonight, fey-looking folk and talking animals in medieval garb chatting, dancing and sipping nectar and mead.

A haughty contingent of yochlols from Demonweb Pits, currently configured as tartan plaid miniskirt-wearing Drow females, sit aloof from the main crowd, flanked by pouty androgynous Drow males bearing sharp slender swords.

A bevy of Xaositecs from Sigil stomp and mosh by the pool, gleeful in their chaotic energy.

Patrons from a hundred planes sit and chat, sipping exotic drinks and soaking in the pleasant tropical night air.

Alaina watches it all in a whirl, as the horns sound out in electronic glory


Acme Robot wrote:

*BEEP*

Mr. Dalesman, you look wounded. Let me fix you a Flesh Rippler.

Mixes a concoction of Kahlua, Bailey's Irish Cream, vanilla ice cream, Stolichnaya vodka and a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds. Blenders it all together and pops the milkshake-like mixture in front of the Dalesman in a big novelty plastic cup with an umbrella and a crazy straw.

The sound of the cup hitting the bar in front of the Dalesman snaps him back to consciousness. He looks around at all the 'Court of Stars' night going on all around the Club.

"Hi Acme. You called this a 'Flesh Rippler'? This should be fun."
Downs the drink, then stretches. More wounds heal. He grins mischeviously.

"Ooo - me likey. Give me three more of these, and tell me where I can get cleaned up. Those drow over there look like they need some serious help unwinding."

BTW Patrick, you're an evil, evil man for putting a drow in a tartan plaid miniskirt - I hate you :P

The Exchange

Serafina wrote:
Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:

Getting the pretty girl to bump into the teen boy? What are you playing at Pat?

*whistles innocently*

Rio, Pokemon Trainer wrote:


*As he sees the beautiful young aasimar, Rio shows some teenage behavior: awkwardness*
"Oh, um sorry, it was my fault, here let me help you-"
*But when he bends down to help, he bumps into her and they both fall.*
"I'm so sorry, I'll help you up..."
*But as he stands himself he trips on some broken crockery, he stands again, his face scarlet with embarassment*
"Um, here you go, do you need any help...?"
*When she declines, he walks to an empty chair and start to mumble about how stupid he just was*

The young girl blushes and hurries to finish cleaning up

I am so stupid! I am going to get kicked out of here for sure!

She looks up at Rio, her eyes shiny

Please don't tell Alaina.

She stands and hurries her tray of broken dishes away towards the kitchens

Angel smiles as she watches the dance between Rio and the server. "Ah, young love," she sighs. " I bet they haven't even realized that they are destined for each other yet."


Angel of Violence wrote:
Angel smiles as she watches the dance between Rio and the server. "Ah, young love," she sighs. " I bet they haven't even realized that they are destined for each other yet."

"Not yet - their dance has only just begun. But that's the kind of simple joy in life that keeps us doing what we do, right?"

Raises his cups to young love, and to those who were lost in battle


*BEEP*

As you wish sir!

Mixes up three more Flesh Ripplers and lays them out one, two, three in front of the Dalesman. Places a bowl of roasted peanuts nearby

The Exchange

The Dalesman wrote:
Angel of Violence wrote:
Angel smiles as she watches the dance between Rio and the server. "Ah, young love," she sighs. " I bet they haven't even realized that they are destined for each other yet."

"Not yet - their dance has only just begun. But that's the kind of simple joy in life that keeps us doing what we do, right?"

Raises his cups to young love, and to those who were lost in battle

"Yes, young love is what keeps me going," Angel says. "Acme, give me a Dark and Stormy so I can join the toast."


Alaina, priestess of Calistria wrote:
Navaar Jack wrote:


A young sun elf approaches Alaina and asks, "My Lady. I am looking for Lynora-Jill. Mayhap you've seen her and The Cult of the Angry Jacks?

Alaina turns to the newcomer.

I think they decided to rest at their clubhouse! She yells over the music

What?! I can't hear you over the speakers. OOh never mind....

He grumbles.

He spots Acme and proceeds towards the serving droid.

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