Pyrovisionary

You haven't quested with him and had a disagreemant....

"You don't seem to like any of us, just go sit at another bloody table, you seem to want to gloat at your possessing the moral high ground, justifying your failure. Well stop it and megabluck off back to the mines you little pompous bastard before I decapitate you with my left hand, if I can reach that far down into the depths of whatever hell you seem to reside and impede on others.I been doing merc work fifty odd years, since I was as tall as you, I taken down Empires, dictators and democracy for hard earned cash and you come in here telling me, Althior and Eric that we done the wrong thing by trying to take down a corporate dictatorship of an anarchical society? The houses are above the law, they rule this place with an iron fist, but no, none of us mercs see it cos you all got your heads up in the clouds being assassins of the light fighting for what is right. They can arrest anyone they want in this place, they may not have a secret police but the current one does a good enough job. What do the houses do? They make it hard for the poor to become rich and easier for the rich to become richer, and you you little aristocratic feckin ambassador are telling me and my friends that we did the wrong thing?"

Power creep is what we got.

"You make us all ill."

Sorry all, I've been ill for the past two days and haven't been able to build the next set. Should have an update tomorrow, thanks for your patience!

"Sarge, from when I was in the Bonapartes."

Sarge hands Vindsval the Spark Hammer (WP:8, lightning-elemental hammer) "Keep it and stop complaining."

Sarge signs up for quest #116

Don't even think about it.

Don't even try. They don't call me the raccoon for nothing, I got claws biatch.

"Bit of a B*tch aint she that sorceress? ." "If it aint broke don't fix it. Less drunk though, I gave up that stuff." "What Ulric's got right is Gold, and he wants to take down the six houses. Who quite frankly are worse than the Croise. I thought you were one of those Freedom-Ho people Sorrow"

Go away pervert. Just because I'm dressed as a raccoon. Just... Ew.

It's just banter, being green aint actually a race mate.

Is he talking about Karie's husband or Ulric? Thinks Sarge. He bursts out laughing, which turns into coughing. He takes another puff of his Cigar. Ooc: Internal monologue burn. Couldn't be resisted, sorry!

"Ideology, cmon, I'm interested." Sarge leans on the table and grins nastily at sorrow, a little too cosely "Tell me why the Wolfgang are bad then."

Is there a reason why everyone here is bloody green? I'm not being racist The raccoon sniggers but....

Sarge shrugs idly. "Oh I remember that Karie girl. I beat the crap out of her in the arena. I still got it." Sarge grins menacingly

"No, we meant the composer. We blew up a giant tower for a bleeding composer and were payed 1000 gold."

This should be fun, even though I haven't seen guardians of the galaxy... This is the cosplay place right? Not... Like some kid's fancy dress party or anything? Only I can see two different types of Batman.

"Alright benji." Sarge idly fiddles with two golden coins. Seeing the Large creature he smiles, before turning to the dwarf. "It's Orokai, ghost come to kill you little dwarf. But it can't get you if you sit on a different bloody table!" Sarge raises his voice for the last part.

Sarge Gets up and leaves the hall.

Deus Spiranius (Lego Spy) *Immune to water, Weakened* 23 year old Male Human Ranger Level: 8 Power: 11 Defense: 3 Health: 11/11 Ether: 0 Gold: 150 Equipment: Bow (WP: 3), Portston Guard helm (SP:3; Immune to Water and Weakened ) Inventory: Potion, Smoke Bomb, Bedroll, 2x Venoms, Smelling Salts, Remedy, Phoenix Essence, Ranger's Quiver (WP +1 to bows and crossbows, suitable for rangers, beast warriors, infiltrators and winged warriors.), Mythril Shard x1, Mead, Tricorne (Headwear: SP: +1) Darksten (Comrade Commander) *Immune to poisoned, bleeding, cursed, jinxed and blinded* 35 year old Male Human Ranger Level 12 Power: 17 Health: 17/17 SP: 2 Gold: 2 Equipment: Crossbow (WP: 6); Sand-Worn Hide (SP: 2), Tribal amulet ( Wearer is Immune to poisoned, bleeding, cursed, jinxed and blinded ,acessory, suitable to barbarians, rangers, beast warriors) Inventory: Consumables:Potion x3, Remedy,,Grand Potion x2, Phoenix Essence x2, Ambrosia, Mead x4, 3x Venom, Smelling Salt, Soma, Root Beer (Restores 10 health, or can be used as a bomb against undead enemies for 20 damage. The Root Beer does not affect non-undead enemies), Floral Bomb (Bomb, 5 Wood Elemental damage), Smoke bomb, Nostrum Weapons: Spider String Bow (WP: 4, Darkness Elemental Bow), Equipment: Safety Blanket (SP: 1, protects from Afraid, backwear), Roleplay: Bedroll, Utility Knife (roleplay item), Fang of Kos (roleplay item), Fang of Lolth (Roleplay item), Hint Coin (Gives the user a hint about a puzzle or tricky situation. Usable only once. Has no monetary value.) Grimwald Gjinko 69 year old male gnome Sage *Party leader* Level: 17.5 Power: 22 (15 + 8 + permanent boost of 1) SP: 0 Health: 30/30 Ether: 26/26 Gold: 258 (Owes Nerwen 300) Equipment: Splinter Broom (WP: 8, broomstick, defies SP), Spellbound Gloves (Increases the power of spells by 5, doubled if the enemy is weak to the element), Robes of the Disciple of Ennoc (+5 max. health, +5 max. ether, meditation restores 2 ether, body-wear) Inventory: *Shovel, Pickaxe, Bedroll *Opal, Amethyst, Diamond, Topaz *Scroll of Frailty, Scroll of Sleep *Mead x4, Remedy x3, Potion x2, Bone x2, Grand Potion, Spellbound hood (Sp: 2, Increases the power of spells by 3, doubled if the enemy is weak to the element, headwear, suitable for Mages, clerics, necromancers), Bunch of Cherries (10/10 cherries that each restore 1 ether when eaten, user can choose how many are eaten at a time), Ice Bomb, Root beer (Restores 10 health, or can be used as a bomb against Undead enemies for 20 damage (Does not affect non-Undead enemies)), Ambrosia, Smoke Bomb, Plague Venom, Grand Tonic x2, Nostrum x3, Sushi (restores 5 HP and 5 Ether) x2, Smelling Salts x4, Mythril Shard, Phoenix Essence, Mulled Wine x2, Bright polish, Grating stone x2 Darksten picks up the amulet, feeling it throb in his hands. It was almost deafening... Putting it on, it hangs onto his chest, and the throbbing stops. The party head into the woods, reaching at last the cabin of Mr Bismark. Loud noises could be heard from inside. What will the party do?

Sarge whispers to althior under his breath "I'd love to speak but we got company." As the others arrive he returns to his normal voice "What is this, a reunion? Good to see you Eric" In response to everyone's complemants about his armour, he shrugs, dispalcing his pauldrons slightly. "Well I didn't want the same helm as this little bugger" He bangs on the side of throlar's helmet with the back of his skeletal hand. He breathes out some smoke and coughs for asecond before relaxing "Gentle man my big behind"

"Sorrow, you're no longer wearing that moody hood, I had never expected you to have white hair, or hair anyway. " sarge pauses, puffs on his Cigar then continues " How've you been since Charis?"

Sarge nods quietly to Althior, still contemplating the quest. Finally he hesitates before taking another puff of his cigar and grinning for little to no reason. This continues as he hears a vaguely familiar voice. That was it, the guy from his first quest! Sadness or something like that. He sits back and watches as the dialogue ensues.