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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Sept 12, 2005 13:32:10 GMT -5
*shakes his paw firmly* My name is Legolas Greenleaf. I'm in the Thryllan regiment. I'm not sure what that was about, I think it involved the drink though.
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Post by Durriac on Sept 12, 2005 20:00:36 GMT -5
OOC: Nothing wrong with a little rain.
BIC: *the flying dagger had neatly clipped off some of his headfur, causing him to set down his drink suddenly. He quickly unsheathed his cutlass and stood up, knocking over his stool in the process. With beer dripping down his front, he charged out the door and ran down the slick streets. He followed the badger from a distance of about 50 feet, then turning into the alley too, sword held loosley in paw*
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Post by archerpaw on Sept 12, 2005 21:47:44 GMT -5
**Archy grins widely as he replys** Well met, matey, I'm in the Ontarian **pronounced slowly, 'cause it's a new word to Archy!** division myself!. I have heard that sometimes the drink can make for antisocial relations. **Takes a sip of his drink** So what brings you to the Horde?
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Post by Flameclaw on Sept 13, 2005 1:59:34 GMT -5
OOC: sorry about being inactive, the modem at home has been stuffing up
The sneaky bastard! Flame would have been after him in seconds if Typhoon hadn't been in the way. And if he hadn't been there at all then it wouldn't have happened. But Typhoon had been there. And so had Kazzor. So it all worked out fine in the end, Flame followed close after Typhoon, so close that he'd gotten practice in avoiding an opponent's weapon while unarmed.
He'd almost run into his friend as Typhoon stopped and if Kazzor hadn't taken the rat down, the Flame probably would have stuck him in the leg with a throwing knife, probably in the calf which would have less chance of laming the poor sad rat. He glared at the rat as Kazzor led it foreward and fiddled with a dagger.
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Post by Typhoon on Sept 13, 2005 5:22:08 GMT -5
OOC: Anyone realise that this is the most active thread around here? We've got two separate storylines and all.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Sept 13, 2005 7:10:04 GMT -5
**Archy grins widely as he replys** Well met, matey, I'm in the Ontarian **pronounced slowly, 'cause it's a new word to Archy!** division myself!. I have heard that sometimes the drink can make for antisocial relations. **Takes a sip of his drink** So what brings you to the Horde? OOC: Er, Flameclaw, please don't swear thanks. BIC: Oh so you like boats do you? I was considering signing up for a ship but I decided in favor of land. What brings me here? The promise of battle, glory, honor, and the slaying of enemies. And the meeting of my fellow soldiers. OOC: Am I the only girl here??
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Post by Typhoon on Sept 13, 2005 7:55:58 GMT -5
OOC: Do you mean on this thread or in the whole Horde?
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Post by Kazzor on Sept 13, 2005 16:55:33 GMT -5
Kazzor didn't exactly know what had taken place in the tavern. Of course it had something to do with Boshello's deception, but what the details were wasn't very clear. But the fox liked the trickster. He had been useful and dim-witted in Kazzor's various schemes, and idiots always seemed hard to come by. So, he wanted this one to stick around for a bit longer.
Typhoon looked so outraged that he would have killed the rat on the spot even with Kazzor in the way, but he contoled his anger and Kazz saw Flameclaw also come up behind the badger. Now, had Kazzor thought that Boshello's life was worth saving, Kazz would have fought the two off, despite the odds and his friendship with Typhoon, but Bosh meant nothing more to him than pawn. He didn't care much if the rat was slain, but there was the nagging feeling that he the bartender would owe him big for a rescue.
Having thought this through briefly, the black fox smiled at Typhoon." Doing here? I live here, Ty. At least, for the time being. As for this rogue, well what exactly happen in the tavern?
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Sept 13, 2005 17:10:04 GMT -5
OOC: The whole horde. I know I am the only one on this thread.
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Post by Kazzor on Sept 13, 2005 22:26:34 GMT -5
Well Stryke/Rinni is a girl. Plus old members like Truecreek, Vinx, and Kali are too, though they have 0 post on the new board. Tc's a male character, but his Roleplayer is a girl.
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Post by Typhoon on Sept 14, 2005 8:48:48 GMT -5
Typhoon put a hand on the hilt of his sword, in an almost casual fashion. If he had a choice, the rat would not get any reprieve.
Fortunately for the rat, Kazzor seemed to be on his side for one reason or another, and Typhoon was not about to go against the fox. Kazzor always seemed to have his own secret agenda for things he did. And, quite often, an agenda for the beasts around him too. The main reasons against offending the fox in anyway being that they were on the same side, and, more importantly, Kazzor was an infinitely better fighter than Typhoon could ever aspire to be.
The badger was not about to draw his sword on a friend over such an unimportant matter anyway. Even if he did, it was twenty-five to one that he would lose.
Shuddering at the thought of getting killed by his own comrade, the badger gathered himself and replied,"Well, its quite a long story, but basically, Flameclaw saw me drinking a rather...unique beer and decided I'd be better off with a bottle of cognac. He paid it with a coin and this scum here brought me half a measure of cheap ale instead. When I tried to get it back from him, the coward threw a dagger at me and ran. Thankfully, I must have been protected by some deity, and he missed me at less than a distance of 15 feet. The coin, I believe, is the antique gold one of which Flameclaw has a few."
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Post by Kazzor on Sept 14, 2005 14:17:42 GMT -5
The fox spoke directly to the rat, "Is that true Bosh? The rat shook his head slightly and mumbled. Kazzor cuffed him sharply on the back of his skull. "Yes, yes! I served him a cheaper drink." The rat shouted. Kazzor questioned him about the dagger as well, and the rat admitted throwing it to distract Typhoon before he made his getaway.
Kazzor smiled and set the rat on his paws. "I see. Well we can't have open thievery in this town, old friend. The just thing would be a beating, or even the loss of one of your paws, most likely the one that threw the dagger." Boshello cowered. "But, I have a better idea." Kazzor twisted the rat's paw sharply, making him drop the precious gold coin. He then continued to draw his stiletto and cut the rope belt on which Boshello carried his money bag. The bartender screamed in protest, but was quickly kicked in the gut.
Kazzor emptied out the bag on the ground. There was a small collection of coins and precious stones in the mix. Choosing a small portion for himself, he scooped up the rest into the bag and tossed it and the gold piece to Typhoon. "There you are Ty, an extra amount for your trouble. In return, I plead with you to spare this buffoon's life, but if you should choose to, kill him."
With that said, Kazzor strode past the three back toward the tavern where, he had heard, a female fox had become the new bartender. Perhaps another damsel to impress and deceive. For that was the way of the cunning. Use the weak for your own gain, and gain the trust of the rest.
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Post by Typhoon on Sept 15, 2005 6:02:19 GMT -5
The badger caught the bag and the coin, smiling at Kazzor as the fox walked away. Turning to Flameclaw, he remarked,"Now that's what I call a clever beast. He knows one of the easiest ways to a beast's heart: his wallet. Here's you half of the... shall we say, the 'loot'? Heh heh." Typhoon divided the stones and the coins between them and, when it was done, turned to face Boshello, who had not run away, presumably because he was too stupid to do so or because he had seen Flame's throwing daggers. "Well, what should we do with you, eh? Personally, I think Kazz let you off rather lightly. A beating's too good for the likes of you. I think...maybe I should chop a couple of legs off? Or just maul your arms?"
The bar tender shuddered and whimpered whenever the badger mentioned a new torture. Finally, when he judged that the rat was frightened out of his wits, the badger said, "You're lucky I'm feeling kind today. What I deccribed is what's going to happen the next time. Got it?"
Boshello had no time to nod before the badger swung his fist and knocked the rat out stone cold.
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Post by Kazzor on Sept 16, 2005 9:05:05 GMT -5
Kazzor re-entered the Ivoric Saloon. Sure enough, the was on duty. At the moment, though, Kazzor was only interested in continuing his conversation with Legolas and now Archerpaw. He was now twenty silver pieces richer, and that brought a smile to his face as he strode over to the table, and his unfinished wine. "Ah, where were we now?"
OOC: Ha, check out that alliteration. It was unintentional, though.
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Post by Typhoon on Sept 19, 2005 5:35:19 GMT -5
Typhoon grinned as he looked at the precious stones and coins in his paw. They were worth more altogether than two season's pay. It seemed that it was not such a bad day after all. That unexpected good luck had made up for the whole day of misfortune. Having decided to spend as little as possible to save as much of the loot as possible, the badger resolved not to go through with his prior decision to buy the cognac but instead to buy a bottle of medium-quality red wine. He would bring it back to his room and enjoy it slowly while gloating over his money.
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