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((open rp)) "frrrrrrrrrooky!" the goblin yelled. Twas a mere grumble to the untrained ear but to Kalius twas' an act of a blasphemous nature spawned by an apparent smell from afar, by nature its very self, this was bad news. "sling yer coin and call me a river what the bloomin eieyly...

was in the graveyard crypt and near the temple bit on the ground floor items started randomly appearing at one point, without killing anything this started happening, didnt happen much but thought you should know. No big deal really.

“A note is placed on the town board by a hooded man, accompanied by another, when few are around.” Citizens of Gobiath , the time for change is now and the place for change is here. I know there are many of you fine people that have been branded outcast’s for your beliefs, and opinions on certain m...

You hear the ramblings of a drunken old man in the tavern:

"That strange boat has arrived...'hic'....

no-doubt nothing has changed..

he..'hic'..has returned.."

Suddenly the man falls to the floor unconsious, a smile lingers across his face. He is then taken away by some people.

Perhaps it would help if you wrote your name under your partchment so the teachers could contact you. Though I doubt one with such intelligence acquires the requirements fit for a handler of the arcane arts. ~Damien Wolfebrook look ye of little intelligence! He simply and politely asked, and if yer...

My oh my...The stupidity. Surely many can sympothise with my views on this topic, the fact that one spends 3 bloody hours attacking 1 Golem and finally when it dies, turning both my two handed swords rusty only revealed 100 copper in its death....FOR F**k SAKE I COULD HAVE JUST WENT TO THE SKELETONS...

The champ is here!

if you smell what the rock is cookin'?

Oh hell yeah....i agree with what he said

Aye a braw time...

cheers ye bunch o' numpties

Whatever...You say? Nay! With a stick in his whistle and a cherry for a thissle Lil' Harry Bampot,who had been watching these events from the roof of the tavern, smoking sibanac through a pipe (just fer fun mind!) suddenly leaped down and landed on the back of the man child. ."Roar! ", the...

"Back I say!" there stood Mikus Gilthorn, a wise yet useless "mage", he was wearing a dark velvet pointed hat and black robes that faitful night,and as always a very long black messy beard covered his icey, dry snow white face, he appears confident yet as he stood looking to the ...

As man child stood over Kalius's body snarling and rubbing his fat jelly like belly, he cried aloud' for all around to hear, the resemblance to this noise can only be described as animal like mating call, or pigeons dancing in the wind. All the while Kalius, knocked out recieved images and motions i...

As Kalius crawled out on his knees from the tavern, a large grin struck his face, breathing heavily and almost intensly he drags his knees across the rocky ground ripping his trousers. "Chuchter!" he screamed, the pain was too great on his legs yet he was someone who never stepped back fro...

And so with a bucket full of plums they lived happily ever after, not to mention lil' harry bampot striking gold in the summer! All in all it was a beuatiful day and there the moral lay....Donnot be a victim of the devils medicine..

realizing this Kalius crumpled himself up into a ball visually and lay on the floor making strange noises, with wild actions from his tongue, almost snake like the way it moved.

Kalius then looks to the Man they call 'William' and yells from the top of his lungs "Oi!.... you!.....Chuchter!! and clenches his face together tightly revealing a dainty grin, drool falling from his lips

I'de like to thank the pigs for a great rp session, if not for them all hope of a progressing illarion would be lost......No matter how many time's i kill them they never fight back,hmm....infact they dont tlalk much either

As Kalius drank his last drop of wine a frown could be visable on his face, the sound of him gulping the booze was one of great intensity and sorrow, emotionally damaging on the ears.His crouching head lifts from the bar and with very rusty,saliva filled slurred voice yells "Blast!..gemy anoshe...

'A mear homeless child is grapped by the board by a Lady Samantha Maryedaels, looking at the note signed Kundra, with little consideration then throws the boy in jail'

"I was Yet a boy...." the child cryed "yet a boy"...

People of trolls bane that woman that thinks she owns something..... Samantha, Simone....something thinks that Kundra will be caught but we are all Kundra brothers and Sisters cannot you see that she and ones like that sinister guard Melon Poss are the cause of all of this hostility and separation, ...

The Arena is open FREE of charge to all by Kundra Law.

All who wish to use must feel free to do so at any time, if the door is locked just jump over the water, works just as easy.

~Kalius Rosco~
Captain, bomb maintanace.

Samantha, you really are a vicious cow. the arrest of Brobert Beothach will not be taken lightly, you have no idea what power you have crossed this time, we shall continue to moniter your poor behaviour and a so-to-say somewhat 'public' vote of similar minds shall be casted on the verdict of your pu...

And as the smoke glowed on bingo, the owls oinked there promise... And their promise was cheese............ "one dark and sausage day," "there where no eggs to lay," "so out like a pickle," "with hacksaw and sickle," "i'll pepper your eyes with clay"...

Burn in hell Rothman.

There may be all those claiming to fight for the good of the land, yet they sit and do nothing, charging ridiculous amounts of money from members , is not needed for such things as castles. They groom their members to order and obey all that is asked of them, throwing them in ranks and forgetting ab...

These are Dark days indeed, and when the darkness becomes too vast the light must be prodominant, it must come and fill the land with a promise of peace,,, with a will to unite the good hearts of the land you can make such a difference. People of Gobiath our unity believes in a new way of life for t...

This is a notice for all to see, Though there's really only one soul whom need read. The Days of Retlak and his 'little' followers are over,, no more shall he be looked on and feared, no , he shall be pityed by all in which have ever heard the name, and his soulless, spineless minions will be destro...