Death_Penalty Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 *chuckles* "..thank you...you look rather interesting yourself. is your existance indigenous to these parts?" (appearing mildly interested in the wolf-lady) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erionia Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 no im originally from oblivion... man was it crazy in there... :P i was beat up by a few dremora lords and a golden saint :blink: but then i killed them and ended up here randomly ~Erionia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Death_Penalty Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 "the oblivion?" Kain appears notably interested now. "you must be rather skilled to dispatch such fiends. so i see you are no more familiar with these parts than i." the drow signals a barmaid, picks up a pint and takes a small sip. he leans closer to the couch. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erionia Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 Yeah prolly 'cause Im a werewolf... *realizes what she just said and stands there shocked by her stupidity* NO I NEVER SAID ANYTHING! IM NOT A WEREWOLF NONE OF YOU CAN PROVE IT!!! *runs outside screaming* ~Erionia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AtReX aLpHa Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 Atrox throws a great demora lord soul gem infront of kain and smashes it with his hammer. the demora emerges infront of kain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erionia Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 *runs back in the tavern* ok i think everybody forgot what i said now... *sighs in relief* hey why is there a dremora lord over there *walks over to it and hits it on the head with her sword* ~Erionia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Death_Penalty Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 kain stands up quickly, the chair he was sitting on flips to the floor behind him. he tossed back his cape and readies his hands. he looks at atrox arrogantly. "May I help you?!" says the drow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Corbett Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 A door opens, and a tired-looking regular to the tavern walks in. Humbly dressed in brown scholar's robes and with rapidly greying hair and more of a gut than he would hope to have, he sits down and prompty orders bread and butter, fingering his favourite spellbook and turning to a page in some obscure yet mildly interesting tome on the ancient history of the western Tamriellic provinces. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erionia Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 *chops the dremora's head off since it was just standing there* ok that's fixed now. *walks over to the bar and gets some flin* ~Erionia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Death_Penalty Posted July 19, 2003 Share Posted July 19, 2003 Kain watches the dremora's head flop to the floor, leaving a bloody smear and then flickering into a pile of dust. the decapitated body follows in this manner. Kain smiles wickedly at Erionia, then looks back at the powerful nord befoer him. "Well?" he askes again, though somewhat more politely this time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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