Tavern RP(-lite)

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Tavern RP(-lite)

Postby Gili » Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:50 am

OOC - Tavern thread if anyone is bored. Also I re-created a Leto guild "Pirates of Otherworldly Origin", with luck we'll get 2 reasonable sized guilds of each faith.

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The midday sun was blazing in all its glory on the town of Portpooga. The port had been quiet for a few years now, the 'authorities' had seemingly driven off the pirate folks who used to rule this area. That was until now...

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A lone figure cuts through the crowd on the docks cursing loudly whilst speaking to his companion.

So, why have you not rounded up any crew yet, lad?”, Gili demanded whilst picking up the pace.

The crowd continued to step aside wary of his new form.

“Its...its....”, the young scally struggled to respond.

Spit it out”, Gili shouted. Then went to grab the boy but the rays of the sun sent bolts of agonizing pain down his arm as it breached the safety of the shadows.

“Well you see milord, its the undead thing. Folks are not keen on boarding our ships, what with the likelihood of them being devoured for sustenance.”, the boy stammered.

Ah bugger it, folks are a lot more clued on now than they ever been. I guess we'll need t' take some slaves then, and try and raise a fleet if we're t' get any plunder.”, Gili exasperated, "and i'm no bloody lord! I fight for a livin'"

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Some hours later in “Salty Bob's” dock-side tavern.

So you dogs, thar be plenty o' plunder out thar. I hear t' streets o' t' sluts faithful be paved with gold.”

some of the tavern cheer.

T' crimson cretins have been amassin' a fortune so large, we'll need several galleons just t' carry t' bags they be in

more of the tavern cheer.

So, Gold, Ladies, Adventure, and general Swashbuckling!”, Gili continued after each word the tavern cheers got louder and louder.

Who'se with me!!!!!??!??”.

The tavern went silent.

Ah! Always the same. Wench, bring me some Grog”, Gili slumped into his seat.
"Man will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest"

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Re: Tavern RP(-lite)

Postby Gili » Fri Apr 05, 2013 11:13 am

The boy coughs. "M...mmmm...Mr Gili", the boy nervously pokes Gili for the second time.

Gili remains slumped face first into the table.

"Sorry....Mr Gili. But i need to clean."

"Rhjk urrrgh", Gili attempted to clear his throat, coughed and spluttered. With some major effort he manages to pull himself up and out of his seat. Bright sunshine pierces the shuttered windows.

"What day is it m'lad?"

"Dunno", the boy started to think intensely.

Gili finishes standing up and an assortment of items drop to the floor from his body. A spoon, two tankerds, a map and a chick.

"Three days."

"Huh?"

"You've been there for three nights and three days."

"I have?"

"You've been waiting cursing the slackers around these parts for not joining in on heathen-icide, or the very lease conversation."

"That sounds familiar", with that Gili drops a coin on the table, scoops up the random objects on the floor and makes his way outside.

"Maybe they be all at the market perhaps", Gili departs for the market.
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Re: Tavern RP(-lite)

Postby Kensington » Fri May 17, 2013 5:44 pm

Kensington consulted the map, bloody cheeky thing, you told it where you were going and then in some cheery woman's voice it spoke of 'Travelling for a league North, avoid the oasis of despair, make sure you are in the right lane to enter the castle by the south.' and so on.
Eventually, however, he had arrived, he had a thirst, the thirst of a man trapped for 40 days in a desert with only Bacardi and Coke for company, the sort of thirst that stopped men from traversing 40 days in the desert no matter how holy they were.
The door had been knocked down.
'Pleasant place' said Kensington entering.
Looking around, Kensington aspied (Yes I tell you it is a word!) Gili.

'By Leto's hairy bollocks! Gili my friend!You are here! I take it the old Pirate gig is still working for you?'
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Re: Tavern RP(-lite)

Postby Gili » Sat May 18, 2013 3:37 am

"Barely, old friend"

"The lands seem sparsely populated now, seems years of religious fuelled genocide cuts into the population."

"Its good to see your back. What have thee been up to?"
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Re: Tavern RP(-lite)

Postby Kensington » Fri Jun 14, 2013 4:42 pm

Kensington postured hands on hips and thrust his pelvis forward 'What haven't I been up tooo!'

'Flash by name and Flash........'

'Been watching too many reruns of Blackadder' said Kensington sheepishly.
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