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doh......apperently not...http://www.tgeweb.com/cgi-bin/ubb/no...iles/smile.gif
sheesh, let's be glad it didn't, eh? ------------------ Melusine, Archbabe of the OHF and the LH http://www.angelfire.com/anime2/memnoch/mel1.gif Your voice is ambrosia |
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. Already there, Angel. Service was a bit stretched but, since I kept you waiting, have a complementary drink . Tancred, with all the Divination spells to hand, it should be esay to find pregnancy . Commune (a spell that asks 3 yes/no questions of the Gods): Am I pregnant? Answer: Yes s**t! . still got 2 questions left |
What is Tancred and Killer trying to do with those gifs
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Tancred suddenly gets up, his face a mixture of shock and anger. "MAZZWELLYNA FENTAN? How... how is this possible? How, in the name of all that is holy and good and fluffy and nice and sweet, can a Truesword of Arvoreen shame herself so? If this is true - you're a DISGRACE! If this is all some joke - you take your dignity very lightly! And I hoeld you in such regard. Helm's Teeth! Is there NOTHING in this world everlasting? I can't believe it... and I thought I was the rookie at this game..."
Tancred dejectedly picks up his sword, walking to the Tavern door. As he casts his last contemptuous glance to the assembled company, he accidentally walks into a figure just entering. The paladin haplessly looks at the new arrival. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, I..." Tancred tails off into silence. The man before him - dark-haired and awith a cruel sneer on his face - would win prizes at a Cardinal Richelieu Lookalike contest. With his black goatee, dark armour and twin swords of blacksteel, the man oozes menace. The man speaks, his voice somehow managing to sound both laid-back and very, very threatening. "Tancred? It's been a while, my old... acquaintance." The paladin's face falls, anger giving way to shock. "Mal - Malvolio?" The swashbuckler grins, a nasty, lopsided grin. "So glad you remember me. Well, you've just invaded my personal space... care to buy me a drink to make amends, 'Paladin'?" Tancred OOOOOOooooo, he's a MEEEEAN man! |
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Tancred Dunno what for, but, well... never mind. |
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Tancred Killing the Mum does not good parenting make, Killer! |
Hope you put allspice in the pumpkin soup. It makes Angel remember about the comical myth of Aerdrie Faenya creating pumpkins from the heads of slain orcs so elves might show their foes economy by using their heads far more than they ever did
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Commune and Contact Outer Plane aren't in the CRPGs but are in the PnP games . Lord Shield looks at Tancred and Malvolio and tuts . "Paladin, you've got to stand up for yourself" . Then, a feeling of nastiness arises . Lord Shield sighs. "Uh-oh. Someone objects to someone trying to look more menacing than he does" . The fireplace roars to life. Out of the fireplace (warping out of the wall too, matrix-style) is something that looks half-efreet, with goat legs. It stands 10'tall, with a sword 12' long. It stomps over to Malvolio. . A couple of ambitious adventurers cast spells at it, but they reflect back on the casters and now the healers are busy . He stomps over to Malvolio, looms over him and, in a voice which has destroyed constellations, bellows "YOU SPILT MY PINT!" |
BUMPed for Tancred
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