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Sarge wakes up in the chair he was last in, a long extinguished cigar hanging out of his mouth. He checks that he hasn't had anything nicked in his sleep, but when standing up to do so, he almost collapses back onto the chair. Sarge pulls his hat off and rubs his head. He hadn't even had that much to drink; by his standards. Perhaps he was just getting old. Or was it that metamesian ale? Sarge hoped it was the ale, the hangover was one of the worst he had ever had. At least there wasn't a tiger... He does a spot check sitting down. "Leg?" He murmurs, "still gone. Knives?" He draws his demonic scissors and twirls them around all fancy and like, before sheathing them back into their scabbards. He rubs his head again. "A few dates if you please Scheherazade, I got a huge hangover. One worthy of Mercutio him self!" Ugh! Sarge thought. I'd better go back down to the cathedral for some ice, and to repent my sins. The plan, was to become a priest when I retired. Fat lot of use the plan was. "Sorry to all I have trespassed." Sarge murmurs, then leaves the hall for a bit, in a great deal of pain with his head cradled in his hands.

Sarge purchases 1 scroll of blindness... For later (And resale when elephaba isn't here) Leaving him with (65-50=15) 15 gold.

Atramor's words touched sarge. Maybe he should be slightly more serious in future.

The pure nerve of it! Talking to an elder as such, and a veteran too! Sarge sighs. What do ya' think of this for a papercut? Sarge looks at his pegleg. If he thinks for a second I will mourn six people then he can mourn the all those who died in the war, all those who were buried in Unmarked mass graves, all those, whos families were given meagre state benefits. "Life is for the living." Get over it! Sarge does not say the last bit, as to not bring another onslaught of freedom, honour, glory and respect. Because, quite frankly. He didn't give a crap, and didn't expect any of them would give an ounce of respect. Ooc: Oh. Oops Sorry.Sarge turns back to Atramor. "Seeing as everyone's getting quite emotional over the 'honoured dead', Thought I'd ask someone with a bit of decency not to shout. So, this wren woman wanted to summon zoot in our basement as I understand it? Is that right or just deranged rantings? " Sarge bites the cork out of a bottle and sips down the dark, warm liquid.

Ooc: Well then I misinterpreted that. Ah who cares, sarge is pretty stupid anyway.

Is he? Batman? Knew it!

Sarge ignores the annoyed child's petty attempt at sarcasm, and pride in achievements creating a demanded for respect. (Don't deny it!) So he turns to Arthur, who actually seems to own a sense of humour, and understand, the complex theory of the pun. Sarge shrugs. "Live a little. Or you'll end up doing the exact same ****ing thing over and over again, 'cept you'll believe it'll be different next time. Now that, that's insanity. Me gob aint no Trollditz (Pun on colditz) I'm a soldier, not a lawyer So tell me about this wren saga.?"

None taken; Sarge loves annoying everyone. Unless they can earn his respect (Erdy, Monk pretzel and Boomingham) and show kindness in stead of spite toward sarge's 'mannerisms'. Sarge is actually a quite holy man, being devout to Mercutio (Lore in the library if needed) and that, is his test. Wow, I just made a complex load of megabloxs as an excuse for sarge annoying the hell out of everyone for his own entertainment.

Sarge Stares at arthur as he continues to ignore him, failing to answer sarge's question: "And who might you be" And so instead, he asks: " Do You happen to be carrying a pick axe and a grimoire suitable of summoning zoot by any chance?"

Basically, yes. I think.

OOC: I don't think you can upgrade artifacts! Only shields and Weapons.

Sarge sat back smugly and content, in the knowledge that he had annoyed, another arrogant youth. Mercutio help me when the feared conversation police come. Oh I'm so scared he thought

Sarge purchases a diamond for 100 gold, then sells his Ruby to elephaba for 50 gold, leaving him with 65 gold.

OOC: Was the respect thing spoken or not? It's confusing without speech marks. If so: " Respect: A feeling of deep admiration for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities, or achievements. Yeah, No understanding. You aint done a thing for me or anything I consider worth respecting, So Why should I? Don't bloody answer that. It was retocal or whatever that word is (Rhetorical)" OOC: If not in character: Sarge quietly waits for a response.

Sarge grabs the upcomng hand of Dyric. " Well there aint exactly a bloody sign sonny! How rude of ya to interrupt my private conversation with my daggers, perhaps you'd like to meet them, they certainly want to meet your throat! I see that you girls don't like being seperated from their best friends. You know what they say, a diamond is a girl's best friend and a knife a man's." Sarge gives the idiotic assasin 'The stare' then turns back to Alexis. " I am so sorry milady" He says, taking off his hat in respect. "I am but a humble seargeant. Forced to earn his pension in a harsh world...... Pah! What a load of bollocks, Call me Sarge." Sarge turns to Arthur "And what might you be called? You A jeweler per'aps from all them gems" Sarge licks his lips at the thought of gems, gold and riches. " Sorry if I ever robbed ya."

Thanks man! Maybe I'll send you a pm about strategies. I'm not that good with plans and such. It was a really good quest. Exciting at trying to get him at the beginning and a thrilling chase. I loved every moment of it! There is the old sarge there, but he will only try to mess stuff up when he's not in charge. But when he is in charge, he's gonna get that thing done with military efficiency. I probably could have done more roleplaying like in 47. But I was pressed for time. I'm on holiday now and all that hard work and sickness has been payed off! My very own quest: Now, as a few of you know I have been planning to host my own quest. But the sets are my problem. It takes me ages to build things and even then I need to recycle pieces to build the next set. I also am lacking in figures that could represent the houses. I have now started a new quest which I am more capable to building. So I was wondering. Would anyone be willing to share the workload with me? I'd just need a few sets and/or maps.

Ooh! Why do I never look into the brackets! My very own quest: Now, as a few of you know I have been planning to host my own quest. But the sets are my problem. It takes me ages to build things and even then I need to recycle pieces to build the next set. I also am lacking in figures that could represent the factions. I have now rethought and have started on a new quest which I am more capable to building. So I was wondering. Would anyone who has hosted a quest before be willing to share the workload with me? I'd just need a few sets and/or maps.

Sarge heard that wierd freedom order and chaos guy from the library recomend the two gems, and he was going to do just that for the scissors. Once he got one of them bloody diamonds of course. He wished that that witch lady , Elephaba or something like that, would come back! Sarge turns his head to the table which held Arthur, Alexis and Haldor. "Hey Alexiscism or whatever ya name is lassy, that diamond for sale? I don't really want to seperate ya from a girl's best friend , I'd give ya an alright bargain."

I reference things without thinking now? Progress!

You'll get my name signed onto that then!!! Just wondering, how much damage do the attacks in A raider's shield do?

"Ha! I never said nothin bout easy. It's usually a band of us 'heroes' that kills em against huge odds an such. Gandalf they grey and gandalf the white and monty python and the holy grail's black knight. Or some people along those lines. Sell your soul for rock an trolls as they say. I really feel sorry for the families of those who are employed by evil people. The denizens or minions as they're called. They get killed in the millions the poor barstards "

/QuestIdea "Thanks"

But what if they don't want to set the world on fire? What if they just want to start a flame in your heart? /Fallout3nerd

/Isonlylevel13 . If there are any Bonaparte quests coming up then I'm interested in reputation

An slightly drunk Sargeant Jonathan Mcency walks through the doors, his metal pegleg clanking with every step. Sarge takes a chair from a table and collapses into it, putting his legs up onto the table and taking a cigar from his pocket. He strikes a match off of his false leg and puff out some smoke. I need to make some friends in this bitter organisation. There aren't that many like me. Too many green boys and no old men. I suppose this lot die young as heroes with a speech about freedom, glory, chaos and order on their dainty little throats. Sarge had never been good at making friends. Better at kiling foes. Well, random men who want to kill you. perfectly agreeable people to meet on the street. He decided to make conversation with a stranger. "So." he says to the long haired man on the next table (Atramor). "You look like you've been on one of those 'Ultimate showdowns of ultimate destiny' quests. You know, the ones with good guys, bad guys and eplosions as far as the eye can see? Let me guess, some dark lord wearing black?"