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Umm I think someone got my key by mistake. My door won’t open and there is giggling.

Didn't you do that already Fin? Err Foreman, bah how are we supposed to dress each other if we all have two names?

Well then Mr. Moody it would seem I am in a dilemma. *steeples fingers in classic bond villain fashion* Do I hold as I am, apparently allowing all to live another day, or do I throw in with a popular vote and send someone off of the island? What to do, what to do?

Well then Wow, did I blow it voting on a whim.

I would hope that none of you who would put me forth into a role of founder would expect me to sit in a planning room all day and speak politics. I gained my power through the Wanderer. He shows the Path to those who would see, and I will do the same. If the people are to trust us again they will need to know our faces, they will know mine.

Why so Serious guys? *Looks around furtively* Can I say that without a lawyer present? HAHAHAHA! But Seriously folks, we know so little about each other. I came here for a show, maybe a few autographs. *looks at wonderwoman and winks*. maybe a few photographs. But it looks like we have a little bit of a war on our hands. SO far as I can tell any one of you could be this "Scum" you keep talking about.

An interesting sugestion, are you proposing an alliance? Or simply wanting to lighten the load?

Hey Why you gotta throw stones, You implying you think I'm scum? And we have hardly even met. Though this private scum chat, is this a 1-900 number of some sort. Not that I am interested, asking for a friend. *pics up a new can and matches her drink for drink* No, but she does have a few sets of fuzzy. . Well enough of that. So what brings a girl like you to a place like this? And do these things devolve into covert manhunts often?

Why golly gee mr. sailor man. It was an honor just to be nominated.

Vote: Superman (Bob) A pirate Superman, that's crazy even for me.

I support you all as leaders of this Hall. and If you would have me I would be honored to serve. I would also support the Whisperer in his position among them. Though on occasion his antics have caused much frustration, he has grown. I can also support both Throlar and Torald. In what role would you have me? To whom would I be patron? I spent much time fighting the powers of venom, disease and blight. Shall I once again put on the mantle of master of the Witchery Way? OOC: do we have a veteran role for witches? I know its kind of a back step in power but poisons and disease took a huge part in his story.

*rolls up with his own can of the sweet stuff* A woman of taste, I can get behind that. Just don't tell Harley, she's the jealous type.

Because they just WASH UP on shore. HHAHAHAHAHAH ahh I just kill me, or maybe you.

Why don't the pirates bath before walking the plank?

HAHA we're at Comicon, you really think that is what you are smelling. OOOH Fanta *****Crack, Shprliiittttt, Glug Glug Glug*** Now that is Quality

He collects all of his lent belongings and looks around the bustling hall. It is good to see life in these walls again. Though I could do without the politics.

Confirm, I hope I dont mess things up on my first game. If I make any glaring mistakes please PM me so I dont do it again.

Vindsval sips from his steaming tankard. It always seem to come back to politics as of late. All this squabbling makes me almost think that my mother's people have the right of it. If two both wish to rule, and the council cannot decide on who they wish to see sat in the chieftains place, they simply allow their blades to settle the matter. No one innocents die to see someone upon a throne save those who wish its seat.

Vindsval moves to the back of the room and lays Fox and The Serpent out on Two table tops. He says a silent prayer over each leaves them to their peace. He returns to where his companions are gathering at the front of the bar and slumps onto his upturned barrel at it's end. Something Dark, Hot, and Large if you would Mistress Sheharazade. Something that will warm within and without. He places the borrowed bow and Guitar on the bartop in front of him. My Thanks for their use my friends.

Then Let him be named Gate Keeper, and be honored for his deed. But there is still much to be discussed. If it is within our power I say we seal this place and let it be a shrine to all of those, present and far, who feel today. Vindsval Places the gold and the armor in his stores and moves to the two unconscious Men. He lifts one in each arm and begins carrying the Fox and the Serpent from the tomb of the fallen, Following Atramor back to the surface.

No, I haven't ever pulled the trigger on it, but I am eager to learn. Yes, I will be around If I have infinite funds and time Genos from One Punch Man. Love a good cyborg.

Vindsval roars as the heroes are both victorious and cheated of their ultimate victory. He slams a fist into the ground, crimson energy dispersing. I swore the Wanderer a meal, this is not how this day should have ended. IT now has the possibility of return. You foolish Barbarian. I pray your sacrifice is worth it. But at least for now, we are free of Her influence. But, this end only ensures that the hall must stand. IT must remain. Let us return to the hall, sort our fates, and discuss our future. I miss my barrel and the company of friends. OOC: I would love for Vindsval to end up with that Armor. I would be awesome for the Witchery way to be part of his end build.

you allowed to share the name on the internet?

Impressive, I can see why there are those who keep minions at all times. Vindsval grins as the two impressive creatures leave the mist to join him in battle. It does seem a shame that after all these years of sending souls to the heavens to nourish my god that his final meal from me could very well be a wilted salad. Could you not have brought some stouter fair with you beast? The weeds of the field are no food for a stout horse, let alone the Wanderer. Attack her my new friends remove this blight from the Path. Both Decamon Attack Rosier from the Front Row Shall we continue our duet Mistress Karie? Vindsval Attacks twice with the Vagrant's Guitar from the Back Row.

Vindsval looks around at all of the companions and summed creatures taking part in the battle, it jogs a memory of a long forgotten item in his possession. He reaches into his largest pouch and pulls out a non-descript sack. He opens it and reaches a clawed hand into its depths, pulling out two iridescent pebbles. They appear neither natural nor of this realms. Each has a tiny spark within, that begins to pulse brighter with each breath the giant takes. Not exactly as expected, but shall we see what can be drawn forth. He closes the bag and returns it to his pouch. I am uncertain what these will do my friends, perhaps some space is warranted. He steps back and looks for a slightly cleared area. Finding it he tosses the two stones to the ground where they shatter and omit a shimmer bank of a fog like substance. As he watches, two indistinct forms begin to appear. He waits to see what will emerge from the mist. Vindsval Summons a Decamon Using his bag of Holding from the back row Second Action Vindsval Summons a Decamon using his bag of Holding from the Back Row.