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whoopsie daisy. I meant Moreton.

 

I'm sure cuchlann was on earlier. Wonder why he didn't post????????????????? :(

 

 

Just PMed the DM that we’re waiting , but he doesn’t appear to be online. :(

 

Let’s all go to the Drunken Alit and have a drink. I’m clean in this game, so no more Moonsugar. :wacko:

 

I prefer Sael, he’s much more friendly but I’m sorry I stole your job! :happy: :dry: :closedeyes:

 

Sorry

 

Hey there's a live chat room-needs a small plugin Catch you there.

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I do hope cuchlann can join us, but from his last post in the Lake Island thread, I'm not sure we will see him :) For sure not as Moreton, anyway. The Alit sounds great, who's buying? I'm flat broke :)
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Sael it is then. stole my job?, i'm not bothered what i play :)

 

Sael walks into the drunken alit, looking roughly the color of mordred.

With a blank expression on his face he walks over to the bar.

Its only the second time the barman asks his order that he realises someones even speaking to him.

Sael - 'I'll have some of that' *indicateing the nearest bottle on the bar

Barman - 'Uh we use that for cleaning the bar... Here try this' *he hands Sael a drink which should probably have biohazard warnings on the side*

*Sael fumbles in his pocket for money spilling most his change on the floor. he fumbles around picking it up, pays the barman and looks around for any others he recognises.*

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:D Baba walks over, sits down next to Sael.

 

So what you think, turning his head this way and that way.

 

Found this dude who said he could do a real good earjob for me. While I was at it I got rid of the hair as well.

 

Can I buy you a Sujama Sera?

 

Now I look almost human, and I’ve even got fingerprints.

 

They really must build in an auto refresh on their pages................

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'Hmm' *he looks distant and far older than his years* 'oh yes thankyou'

* you notice the bottle in front of him is 1/2 empty and has the equivalent label to absynth.*

*in an distant voice* ' the ears look good'

*he stares out the window without seeing*

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They really must build in an auto refresh on their pages................

 

I agree, how do we get on that?

 

Did anybody else notice that we missed our goal in Oblivion? No ring of the Gods for us :( But we failed with FLAIR :) Sorry I missed the last minutes, I guess I dropped the ball, or at least didn't help any. Better luck this time? :)

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Kalmer Naowen had lived all his life on the vast steppes of Tagfier. He descended from long lines of hardy folk - horse-breeders and hunters - and lived in relative peace in what had started out as a makeshift camp for his father, but had eventually become "home", a base from which they lived their lives and bred some of the finest steeds in all of Tagfier, and which had grown to be something of a village.

 

A somewhat dry character, Kalmer's way of life consisted in tending the horses, general agricultural work and hunting the plains for animals. He was kind-hearted and very protective of his kin, (he was the patriarch of his village) and of none more so than his wife and daughter.

 

When wind of the alien menace reached his ears, his mind was at once clear: as painful as it was to leave his family and way of life, it was imperative that he lend his help to the band of travellers who had pledged to rid the land of the otherwise inevitable tragedy. Hope was little, but he would not stand idly by and let this threat destroy his people and all that they had worked for.

 

STATS:

 

NAME: Kalmer Naowen

RACE: Tagfier

CLASS: Hunter/Tracker

AGE: 32

SKILLS: Marksman, longsword, acute senses of sight, hearing and smell

DESCRIPTION: 5' 11 " (1m 83cm), athletic build, rugged complexion, fair/blond hair with hazel eyes

ITEMS: Longbow, arrows (normal and poisoned), longsword, huntsman's knife, travelsack of varied hunting/tracking utilities.

 

Kalmer is loyal in nature, has a strong sense of right and wrong, and may seem unsociable, but this is because he speaks little, and suffers fools even less. When he does speak, it is usually of great importance. He is very warm-hearted beneath his rugged exterior.

 

(OOC- I hope this will fit in with the rest. Malchik tweak as necessary - I'm just happy to be here.)

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