Let's remember the good old times.... - Page 2

Elif Godson · 10-19-2001, 03:00 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Mitro Jellywadder:

Mitro heard the splintering of wood and the screams of those
not lucky enough to avoid the mass of exploding stone. "Glad
I asked for a room in the back." he mumbled to himself, as he
lept out the second story window, pausing only to grab his
backpack on the way over.
He scrambled to his feet and thought of a course of action.
It had only been three hours since he arrived in town. How
could they know already? He must find another place to hole
up until this blows over.
After a few minutes of walking, he was jolted by the shouts
of alarm around the corner. *Must hide* he thought as he kicked
in the nearest door.

As Mitro kicked in the door he heard rapid foot steps of someone running
pass by him. He heard a voice say Thank you but when he quickly spun around he
saw no one there. The commotion from around the corner was getting nearer
and he heard a woman's shrill voice shout above the noise, He went
in this direction.

[This message has been edited by Elif Godson (edited 10-19-2001).]

10-19-2001, 03:13 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Byronas:

Quote:

Originally posted by mitsos:
He slowly got up and left the building. He would never, ever tolerate being treated like that. He took out his spellbook. A quick glance at a blood stained page and he turned around.
" Insertus, pulcar, imperii!", he shouted . A bolt of lightning tore the building apart. And it was just the begining...
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What about continuing the story in turns? When writing a reply, please quote the post to which you are writing the answer.

...of an epic story that it was written not to be forgotten. Mitsos the great wizard of the small city named Agrinio continued his way to his friend house named Byronas. When he reached there Byronas welcomed him and offered him a drink. "What did you wanted me?", Mitsos asked Byronas. "We are going to Baldur's Gate next morning so prepair your things and come. I will wait you at the square" Byronas said and disappeared...
Like it?

...Mitsos quickly run, as fast as he legs could run, to his home. Suddenly, as he was running, he fall into an old man dressed in red. "Sorry M...By the Helm!",he said "you are Elminster!". And there in front of him the great wizard Elminster was standing smiling at him. "Hello mitsos!",Elminster said "You should must be more careful when you're walking"."Elminster, what are you doing here?" mitsos asked. "I was just passing through your city and I said to visit my old friend Byronas." Elminster said. "All right! Will you travel with us? We are going to Baldur's Gate in a few hours" mitsos said. "No, I'm afraid not. I will go to see Byronas and leave immediately for the Forest of Tethyr." Elminster answered mitsos."Farewell then Elminster" mitsos said. "Farewell mitsos" Elminster said and gone. Mitsos then continued his road to his home thinking af what has just happened to him...

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Where there are monsters and barbarians there will be Byronas fighting against them.

Elif Godson · 10-19-2001, 04:26 PM

On the other side of town, a small boy hurrriedly goes about
doing his chore's that his poppa asked him to do. The boy's
name is Rafeal and his father is one of the more prominent
merchant traders in town.

10-19-2001, 04:55 PM

From the shadows, a tall elven archer listened intently to the conversation. When Mitsos caught the elf staring at him, a wave of anger overtook him.
"And just what are YOU looking at?" he shouted. When the archer didn't respond Mitsos prepared his most powerful spell, devised just the other day, and was just about to cast it when...

Hey, here's another idea. Let's try not to write responses to any part of the story save the last okay? If things go wrong because the two before you were both typing at the same time, just pick the one you like best. Then, the next person can write a response to your message instead of starting multiple storylines and confusing me so I can't make anything out of it anymore. I know this can get good as long as it doesn't give me a headache

Deal?

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The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew,
and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain.
All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

Elif Godson · 10-19-2001, 04:59 PM

deal. unfotunatly it is time to make the trek home for the
weekend. So I may or may not have time to post back regularily.
Have fun and be safe this weekend.

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The Ruby Rouge of the ALSB

Official Slayer of Pest's in Cloudy's Kitchen
Blessed is the Warlock
Advisor to the Lady Lioness for Kitchen raid's and such...

10-19-2001, 05:00 PM

...Telminser arrived. "Stop it", he said, "no fighting here. This is holy ground. Here a great warrior once died and I have sworn an oath never to disrespect the place." After this, he walked away. "You were lucky this time",the elf said "but we'll meet again". And he walked off, leaving Mitsos stunned by what happened. Suddenly....

[This message has been edited by mitsos (edited 10-19-2001).]

10-19-2001, 05:17 PM

And he walked off, leaving Mitsos stunned by what happened. Suddenly....

A large, stinking ogre leaned over to him. "Dadz a load ov dung" the creature proclaimed. Mitsos wished someone had invented a toothbrush yet, but it was in vain... "Peepelz diez 'ere all da time" the ogre went on "Da bar izzn't holly"
Mitsos doubted he could hold his breath any longer and started to back away, when suddenly an arrow flew right past his head and struck a nearby beam. Attached to the arrow was a scroll, sealed with a strange blue wax and with a large "G" imprinted on it.

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The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew,
and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain.
All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

Mitro Jellywadder · 10-20-2001, 01:41 AM

Mitro had barely finished closing the smashed door, when an
arrow slammed narrowly missed a patron across the bar.
"Sheesh." he thought to himself as he glanced around. "I'll
be lucky to stay alive long enough to meet my contact."
As he made his was to the bar, he caught part of a conversation
by some big, smelly, brute. "Des handzz crushes your...
understandz...." The rest was drowned out as the battered
door came crashing in.
Pulling his hood around his head, he sits at the bar. A quick
nod to the barkeep was all it took to get a mug of dark ale
brought to him. Tossing a few gold pieces on the bar, he
quietly asks, "Is it true that your the one to ask for information?"

10-20-2001, 06:10 AM

Tossing a few gold pieces on the bar, he quietly asks, "Is it true that your the one to ask for information?"

Mitsos removes the arrow from the beam and recovers the scroll. There isn't any time to open it, though, as the front door is kicked in with an incredible force and splinters fly through the air. One of the patrons is hit by the door and doesn't get up again.

Grubz the Ogre immediately turned his attention to the people standing just outside the inn. The short man who claimed Grubz's mother stank slides to the floor, and scuttles off into a corner. Grubz liked a fight every now and then, and this was the place to get one. His hands twitched as he eagerly awaited the comming brawl.

Of all the people in the bar, only Mitro and the bartender didn't look towards the newcommers as the dust settled...

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The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew,
and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain.
All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

Mitro Jellywadder · 10-20-2001, 01:13 PM

Mitro's eyes never left the barkeeps face as the rubble, that
used to be a door, came crashing in. Curiousity set in as the
barkeep never flinched a muscle.
"Rough place, you've got 'ere." Mitro quietly said as he slyly
slid his hand inside his cloak. *Can never be too prepared* he
thought to himself as slipped the ring onto his finger.
"Back to business." the barkeep replied sternly as he slammed
his hands on the bar.
Just then, Mitro noticed that two people had slipped out of rooms
upstairs and were positioned on the balcony overlooking the crowd.
One carried a mean looking crossbow, while the other had a tattered
bow.
"What exactly are you looking for, my friend." the barkeep asked.
Something in the tone sent a chill down Mitro's spine. Before
he had a chance to reply, the back door opened and a huge, muscular,
man came through the back door.
"THERE YOU ARE, FOUL BEAST." the newcomer screamed as he eyed
Grubz with disgust. "DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD GET AWAY WITH IT!!"

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10-19-2001, 04:26 PM	#13
Elif Godson Dracolich Join Date: August 28, 2001 Location: Hurricane Valley Age: 51 Posts: 3,089	On the other side of town, a small boy hurrriedly goes about doing his chore's that his poppa asked him to do. The boy's name is Rafeal and his father is one of the more prominent merchant traders in town.

10-19-2001, 04:55 PM	#14
Legolas the Elven Archer Guest Posts: n/a	From the shadows, a tall elven archer listened intently to the conversation. When Mitsos caught the elf staring at him, a wave of anger overtook him. "And just what are YOU looking at?" he shouted. When the archer didn't respond Mitsos prepared his most powerful spell, devised just the other day, and was just about to cast it when... Hey, here's another idea. Let's try not to write responses to any part of the story save the last okay? If things go wrong because the two before you were both typing at the same time, just pick the one you like best. Then, the next person can write a response to your message instead of starting multiple storylines and confusing me so I can't make anything out of it anymore. I know this can get good as long as it doesn't give me a headache Deal? ------------------ The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew, and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain. All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

10-19-2001, 04:59 PM	#15
Elif Godson Dracolich Join Date: August 28, 2001 Location: Hurricane Valley Age: 51 Posts: 3,089	deal. unfotunatly it is time to make the trek home for the weekend. So I may or may not have time to post back regularily. Have fun and be safe this weekend. ------------------ The Ruby Rouge of the ALSB Official Slayer of Pest's in Cloudy's Kitchen Blessed is the Warlock Advisor to the Lady Lioness for Kitchen raid's and such...

10-19-2001, 05:00 PM	#16
mitsos Guest Posts: n/a	...Telminser arrived. "Stop it", he said, "no fighting here. This is holy ground. Here a great warrior once died and I have sworn an oath never to disrespect the place." After this, he walked away. "You were lucky this time",the elf said "but we'll meet again". And he walked off, leaving Mitsos stunned by what happened. Suddenly.... [This message has been edited by mitsos (edited 10-19-2001).]

10-19-2001, 05:17 PM	#17
Legolas the Elven Archer Guest Posts: n/a	And he walked off, leaving Mitsos stunned by what happened. Suddenly.... A large, stinking ogre leaned over to him. "Dadz a load ov dung" the creature proclaimed. Mitsos wished someone had invented a toothbrush yet, but it was in vain... "Peepelz diez 'ere all da time" the ogre went on "Da bar izzn't holly" Mitsos doubted he could hold his breath any longer and started to back away, when suddenly an arrow flew right past his head and struck a nearby beam. Attached to the arrow was a scroll, sealed with a strange blue wax and with a large "G" imprinted on it. ------------------ The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew, and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain. All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

10-20-2001, 01:41 AM	#18
Mitro Jellywadder Quintesson Join Date: September 5, 2001 Location: Florida Age: 52 Posts: 1,016	Mitro had barely finished closing the smashed door, when an arrow slammed narrowly missed a patron across the bar. "Sheesh." he thought to himself as he glanced around. "I'll be lucky to stay alive long enough to meet my contact." As he made his was to the bar, he caught part of a conversation by some big, smelly, brute. "Des handzz crushes your... understandz...." The rest was drowned out as the battered door came crashing in. Pulling his hood around his head, he sits at the bar. A quick nod to the barkeep was all it took to get a mug of dark ale brought to him. Tossing a few gold pieces on the bar, he quietly asks, "Is it true that your the one to ask for information?"

10-20-2001, 06:10 AM	#19
Legolas the Elven Archer Guest Posts: n/a	Tossing a few gold pieces on the bar, he quietly asks, "Is it true that your the one to ask for information?" Mitsos removes the arrow from the beam and recovers the scroll. There isn't any time to open it, though, as the front door is kicked in with an incredible force and splinters fly through the air. One of the patrons is hit by the door and doesn't get up again. Grubz the Ogre immediately turned his attention to the people standing just outside the inn. The short man who claimed Grubz's mother stank slides to the floor, and scuttles off into a corner. Grubz liked a fight every now and then, and this was the place to get one. His hands twitched as he eagerly awaited the comming brawl. Of all the people in the bar, only Mitro and the bartender didn't look towards the newcommers as the dust settled... ------------------ The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew, and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain. All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

10-20-2001, 01:13 PM	#20
Mitro Jellywadder Quintesson Join Date: September 5, 2001 Location: Florida Age: 52 Posts: 1,016	Mitro's eyes never left the barkeeps face as the rubble, that used to be a door, came crashing in. Curiousity set in as the barkeep never flinched a muscle. "Rough place, you've got 'ere." Mitro quietly said as he slyly slid his hand inside his cloak. Can never be too prepared he thought to himself as slipped the ring onto his finger. "Back to business." the barkeep replied sternly as he slammed his hands on the bar. Just then, Mitro noticed that two people had slipped out of rooms upstairs and were positioned on the balcony overlooking the crowd. One carried a mean looking crossbow, while the other had a tattered bow. "What exactly are you looking for, my friend." the barkeep asked. Something in the tone sent a chill down Mitro's spine. Before he had a chance to reply, the back door opened and a huge, muscular, man came through the back door. "THERE YOU ARE, FOUL BEAST." the newcomer screamed as he eyed Grubz with disgust. "DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD GET AWAY WITH IT!!"

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