Duvors

"YOU THINK I WANTED TO?"Deep breath. "I, would not, of my own volition, have done anything, that would have resulted in, his, death, I wanted him to, live, damn you, but, I... Hell." "I... Go, now, I must be alone, please."

(OOC; )"How nice, but the drinks are free here, so that is completely immaterial, as for Vega, forget it, it doesn't really matter. Now, what will you have, Wine? Beer? Ale? Schnapps?"

(OOC; It is Throlar, there is no 'R' after the 'O'. Thank you.)

"Oh, you're back. Nice to see an old traitor return to his roost, what might this score be, may I ask? If you'll sit down I can buy you a drink and we'll talk it over."

(OOC; You do out of character in pink too! Yay! In other news, I'm a team member too, so that's all right.)Throlar had seen the note that the strange catlike man had posted, and felt interested by it, enough so the he got up and strode over to have a closer look. "Are you forming a team for the Fields of Glory? Allow me to introduce myself, Throlar Wineghilm, at your service." He bowed. "Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"

I don't have any opinion on the subject of the SK.

Throlar removed his name from the signups for quest 115.

"Sorry, hell I thought it was eighty that I bought it for the first time."(OOC; Necessary edits to first post made.)

Throlar returned to the questboard and signed up for quest 114.

Throlar, back from the marketplace, entered the hall, The first thing he did was to sign up for quest 115,then he slid into the saloon, clambered into an empty seat, and just sat there, doing nothing in particular.

Throlar, looking like a thundercloud that had just found out that today's weather was supposed to be bright and sunny, slithered into the marketplace. His first stop was Anwyl Smokebeard's Smithy, where, after looking at the owner in a way that would make anyone talk as little as possible, he had his Elven Shield upgraded from 3 SP to 5 SP for 90 gold. Then he when to Fabian's Fantabulous Fashion Boutique where he sold his Armor of the Draugr for 20 gold and purchased a pair of Counterstrike Gloves for 80 gold. He also sold his Murky Pearl for 25 gold. He then took his business to Gnomeo's Toolshed and bought a shovel, a pickaxe, and a magnifying glass for 60 Gold. Then he went to Portia's Potion Shack and bought a Holy Bomb, a Floral Bomb, an Air Bomb, a Dirt Bomb, a Water Bomb, a Lightning Bomb, an Ice Bomb, a Fire Bomb, and two Smoke Bombs for 90 Gold, as well as; Two Potions (10 gold), A Remedy (10 gold), A Deadly Venom (50 gold), A Phoenix Essence (50 gold), One Smelling Salts (25 gold), And One Nostrum (35 gold). All this left him with a grand total of zero gold.

A chance to redeem myself from CAT? Yes please! I'd like to be male if It''s possible.

#1: Not likely, depends on what Sandy says in this case. #2: As short as you want it to be. #3: Can't answer with any authority, but from what I've heard I'd say very.

Nah, just the power to turn themselves into internet memes.

"Verdammt alle, Tod nehmen Sie." And with that elegant phrase still echoing in the air, he left. "Feuer und Verderben nehmen diesen Ort und alle in ihm."

Throlar just began to stare ahead blankly, his hands trembled slightly, and he convulsively clenched them, dropping the wineglass that he still held in one of them. Muttering to himself he said; "Si mundus invigilans meque alienae aliis mori contigerit, nihil ad me et ad miseriam quidem, ut ea contentio nonne?" He swiftly tried to rise from his seat and storm out of the hall. Unfortunately he forgot that his seat was taller than he was, and he fell to the floor with a thud, subsequent attempts to stand were met with minimal success.

"Me neither, but I have a weakness for wines, Montresorian white is a particular favorite of mine." "Us. Including myself, Throlar Wineghilm of Titaan at your service." "I'd be more than willing to go, but are you willing to take me, hmm?"

Pandas live in some of the coldest parts of the Chinese mountains, Doesn't surprise me in the slightest.

"I have been in R'kilf recently and have met this pirate in person, It kind of evens out really." Throlar's voice had suddenly dropped and had taken on a distinctly frosty tone. "And R'kilf happens to be very personal to me because of it... I made a lot of mistakes the first time around and I feel as if I need to make up for it somehow."His voice reverting to it's former tones he said, "But let's not talk about that, how about a drink eh? This wine is excellent!"

"He is," said Throlar answering for him, "If he can fill out the required number." He then extended his hand, "Throlar Wineghilm, at your service, I just hope you don't set fire to anything Mr. Quarion."

Nice to meet you Annienal." "Definitely but.." "...I agree with her, and please miss," he was speaking to Annienal, "Don't act like that, we aren't trying to kill you or hurt you or anything like that, really, just sit back for a minute." "Throlar Wineghilm, nice to meet you." said Throlar, taking her hand in his and shaking it in a a restrained manner.

What? When was it decided that Historica had two moons?This is a lovely build, the backdrop is wonderful to look at, I'm just wondering what the result of such an influx of Nocturnian cultural influences is going to have on Mitguardian society.

"Oh, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry if I did."

On that note, who would want an Expert Class that involves fighting from horseback?