Iosif 72 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Thimble hooks his thumbs into his belt straps, looking at the posters now around IvyBend. "Yup." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cmack1028 549 Share Posted June 30, 2014 THEY ARE THE SAME 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iosif 72 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Thimble points to the green thing. "Ye are 'oo young to 'ave seen one of those! Rupert's a time 'raveler! Improper!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cmack1028 549 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Thimble doesn't even smoke pipeweed! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samson Option 9652 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Thimble doesn't even smoke pipeweed! He got that upgrade. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Free The Hobbits 859 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arkelos 1027 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Dread Knight Scylla walks upon the path of Ivybend when a note catches its eye. staring at the paper as it reads the words "Dread Lord." out loud. To be expected, the short fused Knight goes to rip the paper, but in an immense amount of restraint, ceases its actions with a screech from metal on metal. the arms stopping before the deed is done Instead it walks off, grabbing more if the papers that it passes by. Hollow boots thudding against the gravel road as it makes its way back to the Dreadlands. Scylla calls out for Elbent, to which he arrives, asking what would be the matter with his brother. Pointing out the paper, Scylla hisses out in an angry tone, "They mock our Lord with this.. for that we must pike their heads." It looks to Elbent once more, hissing even louder as now, it rips the paper off, but in a way that is symbolic. The head remains as one piece and the body as another. "Gather the cultists.." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eleatic 1033 Share Posted June 30, 2014 Dread Knight Scylla walks upon the path of Ivybend when a note catches its eye. staring at the paper as it reads the words "Dread Lord." out loud. To be expected, the short fused Knight goes to rip the paper, but in an immense amount of restraint, ceases its actions with a screech from metal on metal. the arms stopping before the deed is done Instead it walks off, grabbing more if the papers that it passes by. Hollow boots thudding against the gravel road as it makes its way back to the Dreadlands. Scylla calls out for Elbent, to which he arrives, asking what would be the matter with his brother. Pointing out the paper, Scylla hisses out in an angry tone, "They mock our Lord with this.. for that we must pike their heads." It looks to Elbent once more, hissing even louder as now, it rips the paper off, but in a way that is symbolic. The head remains as one piece and the body as another. "Gather the cultists.." Verin, being, almost wholly, inactive in his throne, roars something about giving bands of enslaved halflings to orcs for after-dinner snacks. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Birdwhisperer 1174 Share Posted August 11, 2014 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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