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<Kiram> *The shape in the distance was beggining to clear up. A collosal castle, unlike any they had seen before or hence. Larger again than Ryu's castle was to Argentvin. And it was miles away, it's upper spires just becoming visible through the haze, glinting off what it might be assumed was sunlight, though there was no real "sun" to be seen. The light that illuminated them seemed to come from the air itself, glowing with magical power.*
<Brammimonde> ((Weeeeee're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz; because-because-because-because-beCAUSE! Because of the wonderful things he does!"))
<Kisten> ((...is it green?))
<Brammimonde> ((only if we imagine that it is))
<Kiram> ((NO!))

* Joseph_Starkz nodded as he was reminded of the goblin fruit seller in town. "Ill have to agree that Ive seen the odd good one, though never a tribe of them." He conceded and rested his hand on the pommel of his sword, now on his belt instead of the dimensional pocket. "I guess its in my nature to get rid of evil, but few things are as fullfilling to be rid of a few tribes of goblinoids." Starkz eyed the woods below, " And I suspect a few hunting parties will me looking for us, these Shamans are powerful, I can feel them from here."
<Brammimonde> ((A WoW server is missing their lvl 3 rogues....))
<Khris> (WTFPWNED!)

<Pathe> "Well I am not going to tell you yes or no, it's not MY decision." He looked a tad annoyed. Why was she asking him anyway? He didn't LIKE women. "Besides, what gender issues does a six year old have? I was a boy and that was it." He poked at the food on the plate with his fork again. He wasn't really hungry...
* Brammimonde stared at him incredulously for a moment before grinning mellifluously. "Honey... You loved to have your hair braided and dressed baby bunnies up in matching outfits. I think one or two of us MIGHT have figured out that you weren't going to be a skirt-chaser if you ever got the chance."

* Ryukaki changes topic to 'DHUR THERE'S A BIG HOLE IN THE FLOOR OF THE INN'
* Ryukaki changes topic to 'Due to yet another unexpected fight, the inn now has a large, 6'x6'x2' hole in the floor, just to the right of the doorway. It is a hazard and could cause injuries. You were advisied, and the Red Dragon staff will not be held liable for injuries.'
<Viccinidrix> ((Erm, Kayd? There's basement beneath the floorboards. So it;s more like 6X6XOMFGGYAAAAAH--SPLAT))
* Ryukaki changes topic to 'Due to yet another unexpected fight, the inn now has a large, 6'x6' hole in the floor, that drops right down into the cellar, just to the right of the doorway. It is a hazard and could cause injuries. You were advised, and the Red Dragon staff will not be held liable for injuries.'

 <Caralona> *She looked at Brammi and sighed. She set the cup on the floor and glared at them.* Sorry, if it was bugged you...like you didn't have many others.
<Yakiscythis_Rereik> "... Did you understand a word of what she just said?"
<Violet> "My thoughts exactly" <She hadn't been paying much attention, but when something doesn't make a lick of sense grammatically it tends to slap you across the face and call you a sissy.>

* Tamrin puuled the sword out. The wound wasn't that bad. the bear would live. he looked behind him as the girl shouted out behind him. There was the cub playing in some fallen leaves. He went over and picked up the cub. It began playing with s strand of his hair. He sat the cub down and watched run to his mother. The mother bear went back to the cave with her cub. Tamrin felt bad for stabbing her and went to the local medici
<Tamrin> (( Did it cut?))
<Rionerik_Alanon> ((... Yes, it did. It cut my brain. And now my brain is once again bleeding.))

<Brammimonde> "Tried making a few stops around the temples? This seems like something that fervent prayer might help with. You know, the sort of fervent prayer that involves flashy lights and mysterious levitation and such." She suggested, completely ignoring Yaki's conversation because it had happened days earlier while she was offworld.

<Yakiscythis_Rereik> "Oooh, I see." His questions thus having been answered, Yakiscythis returned to his original question. "Good point!... So, wanna stay at my house, then? So ya don't have to worry about over-retaining in a rain storm?"
* Unais found humor in the half demons words, "If its fine with you, I would love to"
<Yakiscythis_Rereik> "Awesome. The guest room's taken, currently, but the couch is nice and comfy." Yakiscythis informed the other teen; he knew, since Pathe was always sleeping on it. "Oh... just a couple of things: don't disturb the half-comatose gnome, don't call the tiny dragon a lizard, and there's a young vampire in the basement." Yakiscythis said brightly.*
<Yakiscythis_Rereik> "... oh, yeah, and watch out for the grumpy drow fellow."

<Fortriyal> And Tri hit.. empty air. Empty air didn't seem to notice it was being hit. However illogical(fucking crazy half elf. Do no ask her to be logical.), the only person within range to be tipping anything was Violet.. she hadn't reached out to toss it wherever, but Tri had already been on the verge of attacking Violet simply because.. one did not talk to Tri and make her remember certain things is one valued ones life. Rio'd learned this..|>
<Fortriyal> |> Tri latched onto Violet with a murderous stare.. having stood up when swinging the bottle before and Qui's just insane too.. and brought the bottle around in a wide, wild swing that would intersect the spot where Vi was sitting in approximately.. very few seconds. ((Maaaaaaaaaaaaybe latenight RPing isn't so good. XD))
<Lar`kov> After deliberating on where Madame Lay could have gone, Lar decided he'd wasted enough time and headed back down the stairs. As he come down the stairs, he noticed the look on Fortriyal's face and then the bottle that was about to connect with Violet's head. on the one hand, he couldn't let this bitch hurt his baby sister. but on the other, doing so would be to nullify his invisibility. That would be bad. He paused and waited to see what
<Lar`kov> |> the little half-drow would do.
<Lar`kov> ((*realizes that's way too fast even for him and ammends his post to say something about what he's going to do after he sees what happens or something...I second Bri's latenight RPing thing.))

<Violet looked around nervously making sure that no one seemed overly interested in the conversation that she was having with the fox... okay that sounds crazy to me, but meh. She brought her voice low> "People... don't like non-humans... Jamie and I want to make a life... I have to fit in."
<Dosu_Tivien> *The fox lit up* ~I knew that was what that smell was.~ *He hopped down onto the nearest surface to look up at her* ~well, at least you found someone who'll be good for you.~
<Violet> <Violet blinked> "Smell?"
<Dosu_Tivien> *Leris laughed* ~Well, my senses are far better tunred than yours, I can use my sense of smell to hunt, and as such, i can tell when a female has...mated before~
<Violet> <Violet meeped and slammed her serving tray down on the fox out of embarrassment before she realized what she was doing.>
<Dosu_Tivien> *leris sat, somewhat battered, under the serving tray* ~Uhm...ow~

<Quialiss> Unfortunately for Brammi, explaining it away seemed to be the hobby of three of five of the guards, who started explaining that it was likely a mistake but please come with us while Qui screams LET ME POST.

* Brammimonde 's little darling was holding his gnome awkwardly. She was alternatively struggling against him and crying uncontrollably into his sleeve and hanging limp with wide emotionless eyes. He cast his eyes about the room as if to ask if anyone had a "gnomes for Dummies" handbook on them.
<Yakiscythis_Rereik> *In a town far, far away, a wizened old man cried out in triumph and raised his completed manuscript, "gnomes for Dummies," above his head. The fact that he was run over by a cart and the book shredded when he stumbled out into the street was pure tragedy.*

<Violet> "Cubs?" Violet quipped in enthusiastically, accidentally letting in on the fact that she had been eavesdropping>
<Lar`kov> ::He didn't want them to. It was out in the open. But Brammimonde was likely to be stubborn about this.:: I suppose. But Young Bull and i will be watching you every moment. If I tell you to get into the den, you haul your ass into the den, got it?
* Pathe added, "They're so cute and snuggly!" as if they were fluffy stuffed toys.
* Brammimonde glared daggers behind her. "No, you're not allowed to play with them. They're not puppies. They're wolves. Desensitizing them to anything that isn't a wolfbrother is dangerous for them. And you're not to play with them anymore either, Pathe-- you hear me?" She was indeed VERY stern-sounding on this. ~Yes, Larkky.~ She agreed solemnly, in a medium Violet couldn't eavesdrop on.
<Pathe> "Yes Brammi...." ...but...what if THEY wanted to play? How could he not pet them when he went in the cave after his backpack... "Can i get my backpack out of the cave still? I promise not to pet them!"
<Brammimonde> "Yes, you can get your backpack. But no treating them like Puppies." She said, a slight note of exasperation in her voice. Keeping Pathe from anything with four legs was about as effective as keeping your seive brimming with water.

<Brammimonde> "Demonology is very powerful-- too bad it's the demons with all the power. Oh sure, they'll get the job done. Too bad they'll prove to be a bigger problem than whatever you summoned 'em for. It's like trying to beat mice to death with a rattlesnake, if you ask me."

<Lar`kov> ::Lar smiled that flashy smile of his and bowed low, a flamboyant gesture, his nose nearly touching the ground. When he had righted himself, he spoke ceerfully.:: I am Ser'goneth Maltek. Though i may not look it, I am a merchant from the town of Burloch, come to discuss a treaty with His Majesty. ::He motioned to Young bull then.:: This is Young Bull, my traveling companion. Do not be alarmed by his size, he is as harmless as newborn kitten. Young Bull, catching on, gave a little "wave" gesture with his paw and sat where he stood to demonstrate this statement was true.::
<Brammimonde> ((Newborn kittens will FUCK you UP if you startle them, dude.))
<King`Norrance`Of`Atyx> (Seriously. Mine has done it twice ;_;)
<Lar`kov> ((It was the first thing that came to mind))
<Brammimonde> ((Probably because it's perfectly true. :-/ ))
<Lar`kov> ((What's true?))

<Brammimonde> "The woman in red. The one who is a..... er..... Treebrother?" she guessed, which suddenly put her quite at odds with Quialiss, as it seemed that the gnome's own adopted family preferred to use Quialiss' chosen as toilets.

<Malichae> *Malichae had been wandering between Senesse and the forest for several days with no sign of Brammimonde or Yakiscythis. He'd found a way to keep himself company by holding deep and meaningful conversations with the wolf who'd taken a liking for him. Their most recent conversation was about the meaning of life; the two had reached the conclusion that everything revolved around food. More specifically, deer meat.

<Violet> *Wondered if they had heard what she said in their zealousness to determine Ryu's marital status... honestly, she knew tax season was comming up, but surely demigods could file exempt*
<Viccinidrix> ((rotfl!!!))
* Brammimonde sucked on her teeth, and glanced at Vicchy. "Ah.... haaaahhhh....." she said, getting a devious grin. "The Mate of Ryukaki Rurimoto?" she suggested, and folded her arms as the paged ruffled back and forth, waiting to see if This, in fact, would bring it up.
<Brammimonde> ((Why do I get the feeling that Lunais' family works for Google? This whole exercise feels *really* familiar. O.o))
* Ryukaki sat idly watching the empties turn up. It was relieveing that they kept popping up, and thanked his goddess (Though, unaware she ACTUALY was having a hand in it.) that nothing was being drawn.: Pronoxi? That man's been dead for years now. Died of some strange disease. Got really sick and keeled over. :Ryu watched the book again as blank pages flittered into view. Anothr sigh of relief. Hooray!: As for the Draconomicon, I bought it quite some time ago in a shop deep in the mountains. A man had brought it there to continue doccumentation, but a lifetime's fortune changed his mind.
<Violet> ((Draconimicon's anwer: "<b>The</b> and <b>Of</b> Are common words and will be omitted from the results. You have found 3,412,283 pages for Mate Ryukaki Rurimoto))
<Ryukaki> (xD)
<Viccinidrix> ((*facepalm* You're in rare form tonight, Violet.))

* Ryukaki had to use his feet. Feet sucked, he hate them. At least, walking on them all the time. Magic was much nicer. He'd awoken cold, shirtless, and alone. It was only the cold that really bugged him, honestly, and so he'd decided to make his way towards the inn, and find the gnome. They had mind-fucking to do.:
<Brammimonde> ((How did he wake up shirtless??? I demand answers! And an instructional video!!!!))

<Brammimonde> "Aaaaaand who's your boos and why, Rio?"
<Brammimonde> "Tell Young Master Fel why I can't leave?"
<Rionerik_Alanon> ((He has a boos?))
<Brammimonde> ((<------))
<Brammimonde> ((I pay your wages, don't I?))
<Rionerik_Alanon> ((I thought she was his boss.))
<Brammimonde> ((Good boy.....))
<Brammimonde> ((Speak boy, SPEAK!))

<Viccinidrix> ~Mommy doesn't <b>like</b> that term, "Governess". It sounds like she's taking care of sticky little HUMAN babies. She's my Mommy, you know.~ he informed Tobias.

* Brammimonde rolled her eyes. "Dunno about YOU kids, but I need a bath-- looks like you're plenty clean already, Vio. If either of you two see any tight-assed cabana boys around who come equipped with banana leaves and mixed drinks that they don't seem to know what to do with, just send 'em down the hall and I'll straighten the out...." she said, leaving down the hall. "Why YES, Viccinidrix, Mommy IS incredibly frustrated!" she answered to the unspoken quiestion.
<Violet> *Violet giggled and saluted the gnome* "Yes Ma'am! Mayor world saver, Ma'am!"
<Ryukaki> Sig Heil! :Shouted Ryu, before vanishing. Moments later, a very tight-assed man knocked on the door, carrying a platter of mixed drinks, dressed in just leopard-skinned underwear, over rich tanned skin.: Scuse me, Ma'am? I've got a whole buncha' drinks here that I can't seem to remember what I was supposed to do with...
<Violet> *Violet pursed her lips and blushed, staring wide-eyed at the man*
* Brammimonde was already peeling off layers of clothes as she walked down the hall, each layer releasing a new plethora of trapped gnome-smell. As she peeled off her hood, the new bling she'd been furtively blessed with caught over her nose. 7 "I don't know WHAT this is, Master Ryu, but I KNOW you are to blame for it! What's this thing around my.... Helloooooo?" she said, looking back into the hall. Her expression soured. "Oh COME now. Very funny...." she grumbled.

<Brammimonde> "I have a dream that little gnomish children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the length of their legs but by the content of their character!"

* Kiri turns back towards the gnome. "An alliance.", she says smartly. "We share a common enemy. And, you know, the enemy of my enemy..."
<Maeleg_D`Avennes> May also be an enemy...

<Orianna> Well, I'm still not convinced it wasn't the raccoons and birds who took the snacks we left
<Brammimonde> "Well that's taking care of people, you know. If you don't give the badgers their cut, bad things happen."

<Kiri> "Great, another bigot.", Kiri thought to herself, barely containing the words from spilling out loud.
* Brammimonde couldn't help but chuckle derisively. "Another skeptic." she corrected Kiri. "Never trust anyone who promises a throne."
<Brammimonde> "....Unless they are a plumber." she added.

* Gunsem 's cheeks puffed out as he arranged the words in his head. He had his moments on the pulpit, but being sly with the tongue was something he left to others. "Well, you see.... aurgh" he groaned rather torturously "There are many kinds of love, and they all have repercussions." he said, opening the door to his spartan bachelor's suite "The love to your God you owe service, to the love of a friend you
<Gunsem> |> ou owe your support and companionship, but perhaps the most demanding of love is the love between a man and a woman..."
<Violet> "Gunsem... What are you talking about..." *Violet stares at Gunsem like he's lost his mind*
 

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