Everything about Illarion that fits nowhere else. / Alles über Illarion was inhaltlich in kein anderes Board passt.
HolyKnight wrote:A crush on Blake Thorn
Tavern antics with Miru, Achae, Ogerawa, Dantagon, Kaila, Roze, Merry, Artimus (think that was his name), Dren and I know there were a few others but can't remember their names like the bard who sang original songs then was murdered. Food fights, bard battles, drinking games, plots of how to take over Troll's Bane, and just overall fun rp.
Krazen Brukk: Lets booze! Krazen Brukk: Chug chug chug! Krazen Brukk: *while Borgate isnt looking Krazen starts to drink from the barrel Krazen Brukk slurps up the beer, hanging off it like a baby on a breast. Krazen Brukk: Glug glug glug Morbius: ummm Krazen Krazen Brukk: Heh heh heh Krazen Brukk: Yar? Borgate gulps down a beer Morbius: thats the Barf barrel Krazen Brukk: ((LOL, you made spit come out my nose)) Krazen Brukk: ((I need to blow my nose)) w:Morbius: (( lol)) w:Morbius: (( sorry)) w:Krazen Brukk: (( okay, Im back, lol)) Krazen Brukk: ((I thought you were going to tell me off, I wasn't expecting it)) Morbius walks over to Krazen Krazen Brukk heaves all over the floor. Krazen Brukk: Blargh! Morbius looks down at his boots Krazen Brukk: I fink me ad enuff....But what you gonna do about it? Krazen Brukk: Huh? Huh? Krazen Brukk swings violently at Morbius, but misses. Krazen Brukk falls onto the floor. Morbius grabs the orc by the hair Krazen Brukk: Why me clothes so wet? Krazen Brukk: Ow. w:Krazen Brukk: (( just so you know, he has none)) w:Morbius: (( nows your chance to fight back if u want ot)) Borgate looks around bored w:Morbius: (( realy?)) Krazen Brukk punches Morbius w:Morbius: (( thats weird)) w:Krazen Brukk: (( YEah, like from Warhammer 40K)) Morbius takes it on the side of the jaw, but turns back to Krazen Krazen Brukk: Er... Krazen Brukk slumps to the ground, asleep. Krazen Brukk snores loudly. Morbius lift his leg ready to kick Krazen in the ribs Krazen Brukk snores on. Krazen Brukk is asleep, passed out. Morbius kicks the orc lying on the floor Krazen Brukk groans, but doesnt wake up. Krazen Brukk: Owie...*snoooooooore* Morbius: hmmm Morbius looks down at the snoring orc Krazen Brukk: Pass me some halfling meat *snoooooooore* Morbius: he he he Krazen Brukk: Yeah,dat will go well, with some...dwarf.*snooooooooore* Krazen Brukk smacks his lips. Morbius strips the sleeping orc of his garments leaving him naked on the floor in a pool of vomit Borgate looks around bored Krazen Brukk: Mmm...tasty tasty dwarf...*snoooooooooooore* Morbius stuffs the garments in his bag Krazen Brukk: Yummy halfling heh heh heh*snoooooooore* (903433296)Someone: ach sei ruhig du Ork (903433296)Someone brabbelt etwas in seinen Bart w:Morbius: (( speak English dude)) Krazen Brukk: *snoooooooooooore* Krazen Brukk: ((we cant understand you)) (903433296)Someone: (( ja ich weiß )) w:Krazen Brukk: (( what the hell?)) Krazen Brukk: *snooooooooooore* Krazen Brukk farts loudly. Krazen Brukk: Purnt! Morbius presses his boot into the orcs face Krazen Brukk: Smshhhhergghhee! Krazen Brukk starts to wake up. Krazen Brukk: Whaada? Wot happened? Krazen Brukk: Wot going on, I can't - ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH! Morbius doesnt lift his boot Krazen Brukk: Not again! Krazen Brukk covers himself with his hands. Krazen Brukk: Dammit. Morbius jumps up and runs for the door Krazen Brukk stands up. Morbius waves the clothes Krazen Brukk is completely naked, and rushes past screaming Morbius: hay Krazen Krazen Brukk: Arrrgh! (903433296)Tall Dwarf: blöder ork Borgate wipes a beer mug clean Krazen Brukk is completely naked, and rushes past screaming Morbius laughs cruely Krazen Brukk: Nooo, me clothes! Morbius throws them as he runs Krazen Brukk tackles Morbius Krazen Brukk puts on his robe. Morbius keeps laughing Krazen Brukk grabs his hat Krazen Brukk pulls on his leather armour. Krazen Brukk: Grrr Krazen Brukk: Come back here, Elfy! Morbius climbs up a tree Krazen Brukk: Raargh!
Loved Olaf's visits to the tavern, when Sssari was the bartender, along with Idrandal + beer, lonely tavern -> weird, awkward, funny times.Sssari wrote:This thread has only one mention of Sssari.
You can do better then that guys.
Olaf: :) Welcome to Illarion. There are 20 other players online. Olaf: Your condition today: You shouldn't sit down today, otherwise you will run the risk of not being able to get back on your feet. Olaf: You close the door. Olaf: You open the door. (-16777147)Someone looks around Olaf: You close the door. Olaf whistles at the mummies Olaf: C'mon, y'bastards.. Olaf: You are struck heavily against your chest. Olaf: You are struck heavily against your chest. Olaf: You close the door. Olaf: You close the door. Olaf: You open the door. Olaf: You close the door. S:Olaf: Anyone in there!? Olaf: You close the door. Olaf: Over here bastards Olaf: You close the door. Olaf: Damn. Olaf: Who died? (-33551787)Tall Zombie: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaains! Olaf shivers Olaf: 'hope they come back Olaf: Orc, where did they go? Olaf: Goddamn scratches.. ----------------------------------- (181286341)Someone looks behind him Olaf looks to the man, 'Are you my brother's friend?' (181286341)Someone nods and smiles" Yes I am Drakon Gerwulf" Holds out his hand " (181286341)Someone: Your brother asked me to give you these Olaf takes his hand and shakes it, half-wincing, 'Olaf Flaktreus.' Olaf: Beer? (181286341)Someone hands you a few silver coins" No, silver coins" Olaf: Oh. Olaf nods, taking them (-16777154)Lizard rubs at an oil lamp (181286341)Man smiles Olaf: Good.. so, where was it we were going? w:Drakon Gerwulf: I asked your brother if he knew where the Temple was w:Drakon Gerwulf: He said you would come with us Olaf Flaktreus is a large, bulky man with scars along his cheeks and a big noticable gash on his chest. He has wolf furs strapped on his person, and has granite-grey eyes Drakon Gerwulf is a human male with coal black hair, wearing plate armour and iron greaves, he is 5'9" in height and about 150lbs. his looks are average and his eyes are hazel brown. Olaf Flaktreus nodding, 'Damn Temple.. what'd they do this time?' whispering w:Drakon Gerwulf: I only wish to talk to them, I would rather no fight Olaf nods, 'I see.. well, get ready s'ppose. Meet me at the teleporter?' Drakon Gerwulf nods" no problem, I will meet you there" Olaf: I need to pick up some armor and buy grub for the trek. Olaf nods to Drakon Drakon Gerwulf: I have fish Olaf: Oh. Olaf: Then just my armor. Olaf shrugging Drakon Gerwulf: I will go as I am Olaf: And weapons.. Olaf: Alright. Drakon Gerwulf: As I said I want to try and talk first Olaf: Aye, no worries.