Bluebe123 said
"Thanks. I think it was made from baby panda leather..." He looked at the merchants, "What kind of cheese? And is that rye or pumpernickel?"
"even I am not that big of a douche"
said bibble in disguist
Bluebe123 said
"Thanks. I think it was made from baby panda leather..." He looked at the merchants, "What kind of cheese? And is that rye or pumpernickel?"




Wraithblade6 said
Mithias snaps his fingers are the shadowy person. "Ah yes! i do recall that. How did we get out of there? i don't seem to remember. Ah well, it doesn't matter. What was your name again?"
JELDare said
Jude left the guild hall, which was more of a cottage in forest clearing. He was being sent on a weekly trip to grab request the full fledged guilds didn't want to do. Even tough they were small jobs, they brought in money for the guild and that was enough for them. He returned, turning over all the request seeing about much gold he could get out each.Jude burst through the doors. "Guys, there's a request for teams of three to defeat as many people in a tournament, the wining team gets up to ten million gold, the exact amount we need for the guild's extension!"
Wraithblade6 said
Mithias, the vampire blinks in surprise. A smile curls one side of his lips in amused disbelief. "Well well. I wasn't expecting that. Welcome! I'm Mithias. Maybe if i can get behind the bar, I'll make you a drink. Interested?"A loud belch booms from the back of the room. Eclipse, the paladin, stares stunned at the bloodpriest, who shrugs with an innocent grin.
ChadsWorth The Thrid said
"Well, We could, for a price... How much you got?""Well, Screw you too, Buddy."
ChadsWorth The Thrid said
About another mile down the path to Doomed Town, a sign pointed in the direction of Doom Town says "Doomed Town, 10 or So miles that-a way." Upon reading the sign, a massive steam-powered car type thing was barreling down the street, with two voices screaming from the mass of metal. "What? Did you even design this correctly?" yelled one "STOP! Suckers- I mean Customers!" yelled the other. The machine stopped dead in it's tracks, and a panel on the side of the thing opened up. with the flap open, it looked a food stand you would see in big cities. The two voices popped their heads up, reveling themselves to be two goats. The first one began to speak. "Welcome! to the Johnson Brothers Traveling Sales Buggy! I am Duglas Johnson. We have everything under the sun! What will I do you for?"
Wraithblade6 said
An axe, a katana, parts from a spaceship, a clone.... Mithias gathers up fragments and remnants of a multiverse long gone. It's players and people, stories now legend, saved from fading and placed in a box. It is with that box in his open arms that the winged vampire presses open the door of the once-flaming coffee lounge. The place is empty, except for a white paladin and a bloody, rather tribal looking creature with a masked face at the back of the lounge. They are talking quietly and seem to be sharing stories, or discussing philosophy, or whatever. The vampire sighs as the conversation comes to a halt at his entrance, and he sadly sets the box on the counter. No waiter is back there cleaning glasses. No, not this time. Mithias spies a dusty looking sparkly red hat on the counter... and adds it to the box. Turning his head, he looks over at the other two. "At least there is some kind of life in here, but I fear it's too late for the rest of the universe."