Drelik

Banned for being a hippocrate.

Drelik, looks out the bank, as he shifts his attention from the banker, to the girl outside "I'll miss house flay.. i really will" Looks back to the banker, and says "Kings Justice August Flay, lookin' ta take out 20 thousand mina." Walks down the steps of the bank, carrying the bags of money, eying Alyissa.

*sits back on his sailboat, twitching in his sleep, when suddenly he gets overwhelmed with grief* Clenches the side of the boat, looking up, hearing the dark sea all around him, intimidated, he sits back down. "Ah, The Skull... he loved ta' **** up dah dwarves, a great companion, his problem is dat e's a fawkin short, stupid dwarf" Feeling pleased, he closes his eyes and falls back to sleep.

Well, i was feeling pretty Lenny (reference?) stocked up alice pack of beans, 8 clips of m4a1 ammo, m4a1, and i had just found a tractor.. after 10 minuites of crawling around with binos i discovered it was not a trap. Then, i got in the thing, and decided to go pick up my friend, he had some tents we were gunna make our base for our group The Jay Lenos, applications up btw, and i bump this thing into a tree, barley even a bump, instantly, broken arm, blood drops to 1k, and the car changes to a destroyed burnt crisp material, and i fall out of it unconcious, at this point i was infuriated. DAMN :(

You gotta put this is in Guilds section, this is Dayz

A ring of smoke gracefully twirls through the air, as Drelik sits with his legs kicked up, grinning ever so happily with his cigar in his teeth at the bags of mina he had taken out of August Flays bank account. "Poor ol' August, shoulda' known there were spies in house flay all along," Drelik smiles, then sees an image of Charles Greymane in his head. Still smiling, he tugs on his red bandana and mutters the motto "Crimson Forevermore" as he looks out at the sunset he is sailing into. The sun shines off of Dreliks hatchet, catching his attention to it. Drelik twirls his axe in the air, laughing. Placing his hands on his knees, he helps himself to a standing position, then stands up, tall, next to the sail, looking back at the Cloud Temple docks. He quickly looks to the Skravian boat. "Fecked yew up" Looking to the Normandor boat "Aw, fawked yew and ye high elves up" Grinning, rubbing his stubble on his face he places his cigar back in his mouth, happily sailing away. Starts to walk across the small deck of the sailboat, back to his seat. Taking his cigar out of his mouth, he begins to sing "Ohh... once in Hanseti, always keep ready~" Stopping, he begins to feel a bit emotional, remembering the times he had with the Flays. "August, ye were a great leader, and ye always had me scared fer my life, funneh thoug' i was never afraid of gettin my ass kicked, because ye always had mer loot to resupply me with" He smiles. "Tom, ye didn't like me in the beginning, but i kicked yer ass!" "Divinus, quit chasin' Throdo! Jus' go steal some of Augusts money and sail away on yer beard like i am!" "Tiberius, what ever happend to ye.." "Mogrim, feck you, you stole all of Augusts money." Looks to the bags around him, then grins "Ser Alistair the Savage, yer a savage fecker don't let tha' Adelban girl tell ye different, keep on fighting, and doin' yer shenanigans." "Thrive, when ye were aroun' we were kickin' the wolverines asses, whered ye go?" "Gideon, yer just Gideon, yer not even a flay." "Gawyn, another one tha' likes to dissapear, ye aint bad, i stole from ye a few times." "Aeries, fer some reason, i feel like we had bad tension in another life (wink) but, i'll never know wether yer hair was green or black" "Godfrey, thanks fer not havin' me killed, though i openly tried to rebel against ye." "Pok, ye sold some good drugs." "Wait, im only tryin' ta remember tha flays!" "Charles, ye were untrustworthy, and ye can't aim fer ****" "Yert.. oh Yert.. what are ye? I never even heard ye talk before and ye call yertself Flay guard, either way, i liked ye." "Braxis.. you remind me of Uthor, ye know, half elf, silverblade, eh." "Is dat all of ye? Hope so, im gettin' tired of talkin' to myself." Sets his pipe down, and ties his bandana back around his face, in the awkward position everyone always criticized him for. Looks at the sunset "So three months till i get dere? Not bad"

(( i haz no magik, i was revived by Cataris))

(( add to the creepy effect, he sleeps in his coffin, dosen't use beds xD ))

(( wut what? my first characters come back to life, and this is telling the story of a warrior in the current war witnessing it, also, yeah i was revived by a lich haha i didnt just decide to wake up one day ))

(( this can work for anyone whos taking part in the alras wars )) Dust fills the air, as cries of war shriek throughout the back territories of Kal'Alras "Fur dah Rex!" shout the mighty uruks. "Blood fer coin!" shout the men of Flay "Fer th' Kingdom o' Kal' Alras!" shout the dwarves, defending there home. Standing firm, nervous, but full of nationalist pride, you roar for your nation, and hold your blade in the air, as you charge forth, cannons roaring all around you, eyes red from the thick dust in the air. You stop short, and notice someone on the opposing faction take an arrow in the shoulder. You grin, and roar, as you pursue this person to finish them, taking sight of you they begin to burst through the foliage, and unto shattered wartorn estates. You enter a graveyard, as you lose sight of the man, looking around, seeing where he may have run off to, a disturbing sight grabs your attention, you tune out the sound of battle as you approach the grave. Upon the tombstone, you read "Letholdus the Lion, True to his name" Looking down, you notice the coffin is unearthed, and broken, you also spot unnatural footprints, footprints of a skelaton, standing over the coffin. Suddenly, you feel a presence, thinking it is the warrior you chased, you draw your blade and start chanting Standing 7 feet away, you see a man wearing old Alrasian battle armor, and his skin is green, rotten, maggots curl up on his cheeks, and slide off. You look to his forehead, where there is no skin, and become utterly disgusted, the man stares at you. "Not one for words, are you?" He says as he walks closer, speaking softly, you hear this creatures voice over all the fighting near you. You step aside as the creature starts to walk in your direction. Unexpectedly, the creature puts one foot in the coffin, followed by the other, and he sits back, then lies down. "I lost one life fighting for this nation, i will not lose another" he says, as he closes his coffin shut. Utterly shocked.. you decide it is best to return to the battlefield, and maybe not speak of your encounter.

yo yo i like your swag, i think we should play together some time, your style is a shining example of how every gamer act, respekt. And +1 for the best profile picture ever.

(( WoW lich king much? ))

Come at us.

Banned for having a big nose

Banned for too many spoilers.

I saw this coming *he crumples the note* as we spoke of already, bigger and better things are to come...

I've been in there, never will I return!

A downside for option 2 is very obvious. People when about to face death, will powergame and put there most prized possesions in there inv into there hotbar, ex. Someone outnumbered in pvp takes off his diamond and puts it in hotbar. Just one example i can think of a few more.

Update to me finding out IC, i know of whos participating against us, how many elven days, and some other less significant stuff, id say now its fair we'd be able to have some allies on hand.

I found out about this IC, not the location of the battle but that there will be one, so shouldnt we be allowed allies aswell, more fair since your bringing the elendils

*looks at the poster* This guy means buisness.

((I agree it does sound a little corny, perhaps you should send a declaration of war or something?)) (( It's also a bit unfair that you would be able to have allies present but we wouldnt, but then again thats the nature of suprise attacks))