Cyndikate 2303 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Several posters were displayed at the Cloud Temple, Conclave, Lenniel, and all surrounding areas. "I seek many who can create a wearable magical item that can supress or erase one's emotions. Whoever manages to make such an item will be compensated. I will provide any items required to make it. Contact 'Raven' with a price. " ((The item must be represented by an MC item, which then must be renamed. and approved by a GM. This also must be made by an enchanter and I will be doing background checks.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SodaiKamikaze 652 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Dared Starbreaker reads the sign, lifting his helmet to scratch his scraggly white-grey hair. "Hmm.." He quickly scratches a quick note on the corner of a paper, shrugging. The note reads: "If you need a necklace or bracelet put together, I would be able to fashion such a object for you, though I would not be able to supply the enchantment needed to fufill your emotion supressing needs. As a side note, instead of suppressing your emotions, maybe you should take up a hobby. - Forge Master, Dared Starbreaker." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rassidic 470 Share Posted March 1, 2014 A dark elf looks at the poster while drinking whiskey , spitting up most of it at the words ; a wearable magical item that can supress or erase one's emotions. "Oh my god the edgy is hurting me." She mumbles , walking off with a quiet laugh. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Demotheus 651 Share Posted March 1, 2014 A dark elf looks at the poster while drinking whiskey , spitting up most of it at the words ; a wearable magical item that can supress or erase one's emotions. "Oh my god the edgy is hurting me." She mumbles , walking off with a quiet laugh. Nekhii scowls at the dark elf, sighing. "Edjee...Hoo' eevawn says thawt aouwtsayeed awf Oren ahneemoawr...?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyndikate 2303 Author Share Posted March 1, 2014 A dark elf looks at the poster while drinking whiskey , spitting up most of it at the words ; a wearable magical item that can supress or erase one's emotions. "Oh my god the edgy is hurting me." She mumbles , walking off with a quiet laugh. Raven thinks that those in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. She conveniently remembers the time the Dark elf girl drew a large claymore! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rassidic 470 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Nekhii scowls at the dark elf, sighing. "Edjee...Hoo' eevawn says thawt aouwtsayeed awf Oren ahneemoawr...?" "...Me? Clearly? Also , aren't you just a walking rug?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pinsir99 526 Share Posted March 1, 2014 "For such an enchantment, I believe a Mental Mage would be required. Have fun finding that one..." Vierna chuckles quietly to herself... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Demotheus 651 Share Posted March 1, 2014 "...Me? Clearly? Also , aren't you just a walking rug?" "Ah...wawlkeeng....rawg...? Ah thaowt /Ah/ smawked tha' mawst green!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rassidic 470 Share Posted March 1, 2014 "Ah...wawlkeeng....rawg...? Ah thaowt /Ah/ smawked tha' mawst green!" "What are you even saying?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SodaiKamikaze 652 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Dared grumbles loudly "Oi, shaddup if ye ain' goin' ta provoide ane assistance wit' wha' ta posta is askin' abou'... " Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Booklight12 481 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Blake blinks a few times wondering why these people are talking to a poster then spots eyes with the dark elf and arches an eyebrow "Ignii.. Ye whipped out a random lantern and oil and threw it at me. Aswell threw 8 throwing knives conveniently in yer pocket. All of which missed of course.. And ye are callin' this person who didn't even write their name. the word of "Edgy?" I honestly don' even know what that is.. Does the person have edges? Perhaps the poster ye were talkin' to had edges.. In t'at case yes the poster is very edgy. Indeed.." He shrugs as more crazy people talk to the poster and walks off with a sigh Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Watty_Banker 172 Share Posted March 1, 2014 The white dwarf stumbles across the poster. Reading it through he looks at a pouch that he holds in his hand... then scratches his head.. "I guess she wouldn't be interested... after all she did say wearable..." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rassidic 470 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Blake blinks a few times wondering why these people are talking to a poster then spots eyes with the dark elf and arches an eyebrow "Ignii.. Ye whipped out a random lantern and oil and threw it at me. Aswell threw 8 throwing knives conveniently in yer pocket. All of which missed of course.. And ye are callin' this person who didn't even write their name. the word of "Edgy?" I honestly don' even know what that is.. Does the person have edges? Perhaps the poster ye were talkin' to had edges.. In t'at case yes the poster is very edgy. Indeed.." He shrugs as more crazy people talk to the poster and walks off with a sigh "Blake. Blake , just... just stop. Alright? You can literally melt metal with your mind. That's edgy as all hell." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Booklight12 481 Share Posted March 1, 2014 "Blake. Blake , just... just stop. Alright? You can literally melt metal with your mind. That's edgy as all hell." He shrugs as he walks away as she speaks random gibberish "What is this hell you speak of?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ford 1996 Share Posted March 1, 2014 Archibald descends from his sky god prison momentarily, slowly drifting down onto the surface of the mortal plane. His arms outstretched, he says, "Blake, Igni(Prey), and dark elf thing... You're all a bunch of edgy snowflakes and you need to shut yer mouths before I whip you with my large --." Before Archibald can complete his rant, a light of red, tinted black, falls upon him and he begins to ascend back into his prison. "***." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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