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Charlie · 03-07-2003, 10:46 PM

He followed the yellow snow trail, desperate to eat. The wind bit through the leather jerkin as if it didn't exist. The crystal moon rose chill and high, casting crisp and cold shadows, each crunching upon the ground with every silent step. He sought out his friend, mighty adventurer and ocassional lover "Lil Harbour". Lilly Harbour, Paladin and drunken wench par excellence. Could kill a man, forgive herself and then turn the murdered mans bones off out of it to boot...what a gal. She had a great assortment.

This was a dangerous place for a liaison. Obviously flagons of finest ale had played a part in this meeting.

The hard frost bit through the soft skin of his boots. "Ahh these boots, these boots" he thought, his mind drifted. He was happy to have them. This mornings run in with knobbler the gnome had left him dizzy for a good time. Knobbler had tried to knobble him.

Gnomes can be wicked and today he had been tricked into paying his hard earned G.P for a pair of boots of speed that weren't. He started with a right boot of speed and a left boot of stop. He walked in rapid circles on the spot for nearly twenty minutes trying to target the hysterical gnome until by pure good fortune he collapsed through exhaustion and the boot of speed flew off hitting Knobbler square in the mouth....

His mind returned from his drifting but his face still smiled at the thought of Knobbler chewing rapidly on a boot of speed....no teeth...it was a steel toe capped hobnailed boot of speed.

Secretly he was gutted that he couldn't get a pair of boots of speed but one would have to do. Knobbler gave him a boot of stealth and a *MAGIC WAND* for his troubles.

Now, as he limped his unevenly boot balanced way towards creepy castle.... all stealthy like in his boot of stealth, and all noisy like in his hobnailed boot of speed..

ker....lunkkk....ker....lunkkk....ker....lunkkk

The wind bit deeper now, he quickened his pace...

ker..lunkk..ker..lunkk..ker..lunkk

Noises now?.....In the distance?........"Harken" shouts his adventurers mind. He quickens his pace...

kerlunkk..kerlunkk..kerlunkk

The nights grog now sloshed from side to side within his head. He had hoped to meet Lil Harbour near the Drain of Atlantis, the fabled but unfound entrance to Creepy Castle. He needed to find that drain now.....he needed to puke....He quickened his pace...

Klunkitty klunk.klunkitty klunk.klunkitty klunk

He hopes he sees Lil soon. A slow fog descends. Oh CRIPES!!! He needs to puke fair enough...but now....oh no....Oh God NO. The involuntary clenching of the arsecheeks said it all. He quickened his pace...

Klunkittyklunkityyklunkittyklunkittyklunkitty

He hopped along now at fair pace grasping his arse and his wand, the towering but somewhat unenterable Creepy castle loomed...

Our paperless adventure needs an opening..

HE SEES A SHADOW IN THE DISTANCE, HIS PACE QUICKENS...

[ 03-07-2003, 10:48 PM: Message edited by: Charlie ]

03-07-2003, 10:46 PM	#2
Charlie Lord Ao Join Date: March 3, 2001 Location: London, England Age: 31 Posts: 2,023	He followed the yellow snow trail, desperate to eat. The wind bit through the leather jerkin as if it didn't exist. The crystal moon rose chill and high, casting crisp and cold shadows, each crunching upon the ground with every silent step. He sought out his friend, mighty adventurer and ocassional lover "Lil Harbour". Lilly Harbour, Paladin and drunken wench par excellence. Could kill a man, forgive herself and then turn the murdered mans bones off out of it to boot...what a gal. She had a great assortment. This was a dangerous place for a liaison. Obviously flagons of finest ale had played a part in this meeting. The hard frost bit through the soft skin of his boots. "Ahh these boots, these boots" he thought, his mind drifted. He was happy to have them. This mornings run in with knobbler the gnome had left him dizzy for a good time. Knobbler had tried to knobble him. Gnomes can be wicked and today he had been tricked into paying his hard earned G.P for a pair of boots of speed that weren't. He started with a right boot of speed and a left boot of stop. He walked in rapid circles on the spot for nearly twenty minutes trying to target the hysterical gnome until by pure good fortune he collapsed through exhaustion and the boot of speed flew off hitting Knobbler square in the mouth.... His mind returned from his drifting but his face still smiled at the thought of Knobbler chewing rapidly on a boot of speed....no teeth...it was a steel toe capped hobnailed boot of speed. Secretly he was gutted that he couldn't get a pair of boots of speed but one would have to do. Knobbler gave him a boot of stealth and a MAGIC WAND for his troubles. Now, as he limped his unevenly boot balanced way towards creepy castle.... all stealthy like in his boot of stealth, and all noisy like in his hobnailed boot of speed.. ker....lunkkk....ker....lunkkk....ker....lunkkk The wind bit deeper now, he quickened his pace... ker..lunkk..ker..lunkk..ker..lunkk Noises now?.....In the distance?........"Harken" shouts his adventurers mind. He quickens his pace... kerlunkk..kerlunkk..kerlunkk The nights grog now sloshed from side to side within his head. He had hoped to meet Lil Harbour near the Drain of Atlantis, the fabled but unfound entrance to Creepy Castle. He needed to find that drain now.....he needed to puke....He quickened his pace... Klunkitty klunk.klunkitty klunk.klunkitty klunk He hopes he sees Lil soon. A slow fog descends. Oh CRIPES!!! He needs to puke fair enough...but now....oh no....Oh God NO. The involuntary clenching of the arsecheeks said it all. He quickened his pace... Klunkittyklunkityyklunkittyklunkittyklunkitty He hopped along now at fair pace grasping his arse and his wand, the towering but somewhat unenterable Creepy castle loomed... Our paperless adventure needs an opening.. HE SEES A SHADOW IN THE DISTANCE, HIS PACE QUICKENS... [ 03-07-2003, 10:48 PM: Message edited by: Charlie ]