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Post by varoona on May 1, 2009 21:55:30 GMT -5
Gritting her teeth a little at the horrid smell of the town Varoona sauntered in. On her hip was a long sword and a small knife. On her back however was a mass of her possessions. Clothing, blankets, and various trinkets that she had "found" on her journeys. her plan was to make this town her place of residency though plans don't always follow through. "Putrid humans." she grumbled to her self stepping over something that she couldn't not wanted to put a name to.
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kaida
New Roleplayer
The smaller the brain, the less room there is for useless information.
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Post by kaida on May 6, 2009 7:58:38 GMT -5
…a spricket, a sprocket
A gear, have no fear;
I can fix it if it can be fixed!
A spring or a bolt,
Some glue and a jolt;
I can fix it if it can be fixed!...
Iana sang jovially to herself as she skipped and bounced down the street. Her newest invention was nearing completion; it lacked only a sprocket here, perhaps a spring there to help lever the large switch – ‘oof’
She tumbled backwards and down into a stack of rubbish, having run into something very solid. Or rather, someone. The laifel looked up, and up… and up! To see a very serious looking someone. An orc? Or a goblin? She couldn’t be sure. But whatever it was, it didn’t seem very impressed about the rotting rubbish in this particular street.
Iana shook her head to keep from staring up at this new face, and tried to extract herself from the stinking pile she found herself in. Thick and sticky, it was no easy thing to manage.
OOC ~ Welcome to the boards, Varoona! I’m a newcomer as well. Just joined yesterday. I hope we both have a lot of fun here!
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' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.