I'd tap my foot but somehow it wouldn't be as cute as Mel or Skye doing it

"No no no no no. Come here, apprentice!"

LS then points out the effective propulsory force compared to the weight of the projectiles. He demonstrates with his old trick: miniaturising minotaurs into a box, and firing them into the Radiant Heart where a timed Dispel Magic Runs brings these angry minotaurs back to full size again

Winder if the Radiant Heart will be pissed I've done this to them twice now? :D :D :D

Could we perhaps play some Sorceror Slapping? That's where you wander over to the nearest Sorceror and slap him silly. That way, no dwarves will be harmed.

We could also do some Neb nudging.

Neb Nudging requires a handy cliff and a 100 metre high pile of dung

okeydokes - Sorceror slapping it is - just don't try John Lennon - I played him through Throne of Bhaal and he oozes cool

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Hiram Sedai:
Could we perhaps play some Sorceror Slapping? That's where you wander over to the nearest Sorceror and slap him silly. That way, no dwarves will be harmed.

We could also do some Neb nudging.<hr></blockquote>

How about Dwarf Dragging? It's simple, you tie a rope around the waist of a dwarf you then have to drag the dwarf through a lot of piles of dirt, dung, vomit, scorpions and other fun things which are all dwarf-height, you will, of course, be protected by magic, the one who gets his dwarf through the course first(Bonus points if the dwarf is alive.) wins.

OOC: What a bore! I guess I'll have to start something..

IC: A short rumble tips a glass of ale over, spilling over the table onto the floor. Another rumble (with more RUM in the BILL [img]tongue.gif[/img] ) sends the same glass and a few others towards the floor. A few minutes pass before a series of 'short earthquakes' take place. Coincidently, they all seem to be more focused on the rooms upstairs than below. After waiting for the short rumbles to stop, Skye and others make their way upstairs. Before making it through the door, they are blown back by a force to great to comprehend. (A little D2 action about to take place) The door swings open, and crouched on the floor is Shade. But the Assassin does not catch the Bar attendees eye, but rather the holy figure perched above him. The Angel seems to be demanding Shade to come with him, and the Blade in its hand would make it a force to be reckoned with. The Elf shifts towards a corner in the room, and the Angel swings its Blade down, splitting a bed in two. Feathers fly everywhere, reducing vision amongst the room. When the feathers settle, Shade and the Angel are gone.

OOC: This Angel looks a lot like Tyrael of Diablo 2. Just an image to put in your mind.

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Uh... O_O Skye stares at the empty room, aghast. (sp?) Fortunately, the rumbling had woken up Lyulfe, who slowly shuffled up the stairs. *yawn* "What's going on up here?" This causes Skye to dislodge herself from LS's back (to his great disapointment :D [img]tongue.gif[/img] ) and started to argue with her songdragon partner. "And where have you been? The last times I saw you was when you tied me to a tree, and when you dragged me and Shade up here! You are the laziest dragon I've ever met!" Lyulfe huffed. "I'm the only dragon you've ever met. You don't know anything about dragons anyways. Besides, you're the most pitiful excuse for an elf that I've ever seen!" "Yeah, well I'm the only elf you've ever seen. And I'm a Blade Bard, it's my job to act like this, to put people off guard! And raise a little money on the side." "I've seen other elves besides you, and you are the worst Blade Bard I've ever seen too!" While this argument went on, people looked back and forth between the two, like a tennis match. The argument did seem a bit odd to the newcomers, since it was between a female elf and a male elf. Everyone's eyes almost fell out though when Lyulfe, forgetting about his shape change in the heat of the arguement, accidentally changed back into his usual dragon form. "uh... oops." Lyulfe said sheepishly, as he broke through one of the walls of the hallway. "Don't worry, I'm sure Skye can fix that." Which started off another argument over who had to fix it.

The archangel swings his sword again for the assassin. It is halted, bouncing off some invisible force surrounding the suprised assassin

LS is in the doorway.

"Did I authorise this? I think not"

then proceeds to beat the utter tar out of Tyrael-features and post his bits to the Seven Heavens with "Return to Sender" written on them

Now where were we?

Ls then bushwacks Skye with dual-wielded pillows , fwumping her to the ground - BWAHAHAHA!!!

;-P to LS. NO fair! oh and, btw, I think Shade and his attacker had already disapeared... just so you know. ^_~* "Why don't you attack Lyulfe with the pillows? he's the one who created the huge hole in your tavern..." Skye whines... and later both she and Lyulfe find themselves with a bunch of boards and nails, standing in front of the gaping hole. "This is your fault you know..." Skye mutters darkly to Lyulfe. **Don't stand around all day, elf. Start boarding up the hole** Lyulfe said telepathicly (He's in dragon form at the moment). "Hey, you can help too!" **But I'm in dragon form. It's hard to grip things** "Well change into your elven form then!" **Why? Then I have to work. It'd be alot more fun to watch you mess up.** "Stupid dragon." **Idiotic elf**
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Yeah, random stuff. ^_^;; but there's nothing else to do... everyone says their still here, but then they don't post anything!!!! -_- please post? I wanna have an adventure, starting to get boring around here! :( :D :(

OOC: I'm trying to start something here, pillow-fighting isn't really an adventure [img]tongue.gif[/img]

IC: A few moments after the confirmation of Shade's departure, the Bar once again begins to shake. Instead of the Heavens sending down another zealot, the beach outside begins to twist. The calm beach begins to twirl into a gapping void, sucking things in that bare no resistance. The Gate Ring placed in Skye's backpack begins to rumble, and drops to the Bar floor. Instead of being sucked through by force, the ring seems to follow the path into the void. A small whisper is heard behind Skye, "If he builds it, they will come." She turns around to see who would say a thing like that, expecting to see Lord Shield or Lyulfe. When she does manage to turn her body, she realizes there was no one at all. The thought of it sends shivers running up and down her spine..

[img]tongue.gif[/img] [img]tongue.gif[/img] [img]tongue.gif[/img] - there is no such thing as fair in a pillow fight :D :D :D

But you have a nice idea - just need a little twist

Ls pulls out 2 enchanted pillows, ready to whump whatever's next