Scorpiox

Why are the heroes in Quest #24 being so worried? The battle is possible to win, and the heroes might as well try to fight instead of fleeing already. There have been far worse odds before, remember when Nur pulled everything together against overwhelming force to win in the Mirror Battle? Or when we managed to overcome a huge army in Quest #19? You could easily get a few good hits of shields and win.

Haldor wondered what had become of Ellaria. Alf had mentioned that she was with child, but the Norseman knew no more. He hoped to see her again soon, maybe he could see her with the child, hopefully in good health. Haldor also hoped to see his friend Althior again, and if he were to help defend the fort they could crack some skulls together.

Quest #27: Finding an Orc "I need a few experianced heroes to find an Orc, not counting Scheherazade!"

I've placed my Mafia Roles in a Spoiler, so that my sig is smaller.

No problem.

Haldor ducked back through the door, placing his new scroll in his bag. He noticed a piece of paper pinned to a wall, reading it, hi put 35 gold underneath the note for this unknown 'Elgar' to recieve. With the promise of more when the loan was repayed, Haldor sat ang helped himself to a large chunk of meat and some Mead.

Bad Jeb! Bad Jeb! Naughty! I'll have you know that Haldor's 'rod' is already golden!

Sorry to hear that, we all feel for you. I know how you feel, my Uncle passed on a few days ago, the funeral was yesterday. Both our relatives will now be in Heaven with the angels.

Yay, Elphaba is back! I bought myself a Scroll, seeing how good Nur found them. Awesome stuff Sandy, and it seems I bought the very last 10 gold Mead! I had 98, and bought a Scroll. I don't really want any more gems, and I probably won't even enchant my rod.

Haldor ran quickly to the marketplace, not wishing to be again harassed by the dark thing that couldn't be real. Could it? Haldor arrived in the hubub of trading and wares being sold, and noticed that the unusual witch Elphaba had returned again. Haldor walked over and nervously purchased a Scroll of Blindness (-50 gold), leaving him with 38 gold. He hurried on back to the hall before any nasty prescence could encounter or attack him.

Haldor wanted some fresh air, so he decided to take a break from the stuffy comfort of the hall. The tall, now noticibly more muscular and well-built, Norseman ducked through one of the smaller back entrances. Haldor found himself in a tight backalley, the large buildings rising up into the sky and casting shadow over where he stood. Turning down a few other narrow streets, Haldor could have sword something was following him, but when he turned his head, he witnessed only a dark red blur flowing down and leaping onto a roof at lightning speed. How weird was that? It was probably just a trick of the light, or maybe it was- Haldor cut the though from his mind, it couldn't possibly be that, could it? Now Haldor was near the marketplace, and it would be a good idea to stock up on some supplies for future quests. He felt slighly relieved when he stepped under one of the brightly coloured roofed stands, and turned to Miss Portia. "Hello, comrade. I would like to buy a potion for health (-5 gold), and a encouraging mug of mead (-10 gold). It would make a change to be prepared in future. Ha." Haldor handed over 15 gold for the supplies, leaving him with 98 gold. Haldor smiled at the young Portia, and began making his way back to the safe hall with a lighter purse. With a sense of foreboding, he stepped back into the dank alleyways. Haldor walked quickly, and kept his rod over his shoulder, ready for anything. As he came closer to Heroica Hall, a whispering laughter seemed to emanate from the very walls of the small street. Haldor clutched his weapon with both hands now, his teeth were on edge. There was a rushing sound, then another fast blur. Just as Haldor began to steady himself in a battle stance, he realised, with a feeling of thankfullness, that he had bumped into the backdoor of the hall. Haldor re-entered, but now was terribly sure that something was hiding in Eubric. In the backalleys, hiding, stalking, something really bad. And it seemed familiar.

Gah, for the time I've been reading here, you were the Star Wars forum, and with you at the helm it became one of the best-run forums on EB. We'll be remembering you everytime a Star Wars set is released, and hoping you'll make LEGO release some epic sets. Good luck at LEGO, you've been the best at EB.

Hey! That's copyright Tammo! . And now the Lion Knights are doomed, one of them said the cursed words 'Onwards! Victory is at hand!'. Thay are all going to die painfully now. Next round one of them will say 'I don't like it, it's too quiet!' or 'Don't worry, we are all perfectly safe.' Then something terrible will happen.

Racist! What is so bad about Norsemen? Even Khorne said that they aren't smelly! "Benji Althior, did you hear? I'm a Bwobwic Norse Elf!"

What's wrong with Haldor?

Haldor noticed the man wearing a red and white surcoat post a note on the board. He was presumably a Lion knight that Haldor had heard of before. Standing up, he read the poster. It mention someone Haldor hadn't met called Spag, and how he wasn't able to continue defending the fort. Fort, that is where Althior is isn't it? Haldor saw it said barbarians were prefered, Haldor now had the powers of a barbarian, so he fitted the post fairly well. He wanted to see how Althior was getting on, and maybe kick the heads in of some Brobric Elves. Haldor didn't like the Elves from Brobric, the stuck-up obnoxious people, not at all like Wood Elves like Jess, they were shining and brave. Haldor signed something that looked like his name on the sheet, to replace Spag in Quest #17.

Ever heard of the phrase, 'Start moving, so I can own you with more satisfaction'?

I agree, it is rather annoying to have to sort through which is spoken to the character or player, and OOC: and IC: don't really cut it. I recommend that everyonely posts OOC if necerssary, and if so, posts it in the lightest grey colour, so it is still visible but less annoying.