Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Dec 13, 2007 22:49:31 GMT -6
Wylie opened his mouth, then closed it again, unable to think of what to say to that.
"So... this is the sort of thing that makes it into the history books? The kind of stuff that will really make a difference?"
He thought about it for a full minute. The whole reason he became a healer was to prevent unnecessary deaths and to make a difference. The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that this was the best, and possibly the only way to really achieve that. Sure, he could continue healing for little mercenary bands and military outposts, but bringing down the heroes of old was... was something big. Was his chance to achieve what he set out to do.
"I'm in."
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Crowley
Mercenary
The Magnificent Renowned Drunk
Posts: 212
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Post by Crowley on Dec 13, 2007 23:42:51 GMT -6
"Yeah, good, good, good. Now, let's go to Santaruz and get our reward first. And then, maybe, with a little luck, good ole Mage dude here, will tell us where to go next. Right?"
Crowley stood up and went for his horse. He was ready to leave, he only had to wait for the others.
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Post by Rayl Torien on Dec 14, 2007 0:04:52 GMT -6
(OOC: Bwahahaha! Time for me and the other two join up with yall! >:] )
BIC: "Hmmm...now where is Crowley the magnificent..." he slowed his horse down, before looking back to his group, who were still lagging behind him,"You know, I heard alot of stories about him...most of which say he is a valiant and honorable fighter, who took on armie son his own!" he laughed at the exageration, before continuing,"Yet some say he is a foul mouthed, drunken, pig who often-" he stopped, as he noticed the before mentioned man on his horse, and he saluted for the sake of formality,"Salutations, Crowley the maginificent!" he took a breath, ebing annoye don calling him by the same title over and over again.
"My group...well, mainly I , their leader, have heard much about you...and your skills with a sword, and have decided to offer you our services, as you are taking on the whole incident up in...Santaruz, correct...?" he looked back again to his group, and began muttering," Catch up already! Sheeeesh...terribly sorry, Lord Crowley...those two ladies are complete morons at times..." he shook his head, as he looked over to his shoulder, and wiped some blood off it that was dripping from a cut on his cheek,"So...what was it you were heading off to do that I had heard upon that in which is drifting from he mouths of one man to another...? What great challenge is that of the greater Crowley, who rides to take it over on a whim...?" he always found formallity was the best way to persuade someone into something
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
Posts: 172
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Post by Wylie on Dec 14, 2007 5:35:13 GMT -6
"I'm also ready to leave," Wylie said to Zeiss and got up to follow Crowley. Reaching the stables however, he found Crowley confronted by another mounted soldier. Wylie had considered himself to be fairly intelligent but even he had trouble following this cavalier's overly formal speech.
Wylie decided to remain silent. He wanted to hear Crowley's response.
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Crowley
Mercenary
The Magnificent Renowned Drunk
Posts: 212
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Post by Crowley on Dec 14, 2007 6:03:38 GMT -6
"Eh." Crowley needed some time to analyse the information. It seems his reputation precided him. Well, he WAS magnificent, after all. No? Nah, he didn't doubt himself.
"Well, yeah, of course you can join. Right fellas? Oh, please, meet my friend, Wylie the Wrestler (He snickered, why did he come up with such a silly name?) He's amazing. Killed 20 mages. And that other one you can refer too as 'Mage Dude'. I don't know what he's capable off. I heard he's a pretty good dancer."
Crowley was pretty amazed by the fact that his stories started to spread. Now some guy thought he really was that awesome. It didn't bother him, though.
"So, yeah, you can join. Yeo or what's his name, will put you on the payroll." He nodded at the Newcomer. He turned around to Wylie.
"Mph. It seems we've got some women to join us. Think about it! We'll be a travelling inn!" He grinned at his friend. He got quite fond of Wylie, actually, it seems the young man put up with Crowley's lies and his drinkingskills were improving. He winked. He then turned back to the Newcomer.
"Tell me. Good man, what is your name, eh?" He grinned. He wanted to hear THAT. Probably something long and difficult that most people wouldn't understand.
"Now, where are the ladies?"
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Zeiss
The "Before" years
Mysterious, Sarcastic Shaman[M:-5]
"I herd u liek Lotus Tilez?"
Posts: 256
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Post by Zeiss on Dec 14, 2007 6:32:18 GMT -6
Unlike the other two he had trouble understanding what Rayl was trying to say, though he had a lot MORE trouble believing it. Still he had nothing and was mainly onserving his nails through the conversation. It didn't seem to concern him.
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
Posts: 172
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Post by Wylie on Dec 14, 2007 7:00:45 GMT -6
OoC: Just realised I wont be able to post until sunday night. My timezone is GMT + 10. Got my cousins wedding.
Wylie the Wrestler? Come on Crow.
"Hi guys," said Wylie, deciding then to introduce himself. "I'm Wylie, like Crow said. Can I ask your names?" he addressed the girls behind the cavalier.
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Post by maiden on Dec 14, 2007 10:24:00 GMT -6
As Rayl began muttering about the two women he suddenly felt the blunt end of Persephone's slim lance whack right on the top of the head. Behind the Cavalier the white haired pegasus knight leading her steed Ayriss and helping Alcibie with a horse she hadn't ever had to manage before. The healer was no troubador so Persephone had to make sure the girl was alright, not to mention Persephone was still lacking her morning tea and catching that moron comment upon her approach.
"I apologize for Sir Rayl's rambling, he seems to be a bit of a fan of yours and mixed with small bit of alcohol he's consumed on top of that this morning." It had already been a long down. From behind Rayl the knight made her appearance. Long wavy white hair, violet eyes, blue armor in the typical pegasus knight attire. A pleasant smile return to her lips as she looked to Rayl patting his shoulder hoping he had come to his senses by now. "The cavalier you are speaking to is Sir Rayl, I am lady Persephone, and the healer behind the two of us is Lady Alcibie."
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
Posts: 258
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 14, 2007 10:40:43 GMT -6
[OOC: This lady just traveled home yesterday…sorry for the wait, my roommate went home yesterday as well so we are no longer in the same room *Cries* ]
Alcibie hugged the horse. It was not crazy. It was a nice horse, a very kind mare. She dismounted behind Rayl. She felt the immense need to point to the one named Wylie the Wrestler and scream see he is a troubadour! I am a Cleric! She resisted though. Another action could not be stopped.
“I thought Lady Persephone was out leader Rayl?” The heal staff connected with the back of Rayl’s head. The Cavalier did not even seem affected, as the words ‘No Damage’ appeared above his head. The healer sighed.
“My name is Alcibie.” The cleric smiled. Maybe she could just introduce herself then sneak over to the bar. “It is very nice to meet you Sir Wylie.” He was the only one who asked her name, and he was a healer. He passed on first impressions…the other two…well she would just follow Persephone’s lead.
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Zeiss
The "Before" years
Mysterious, Sarcastic Shaman[M:-5]
"I herd u liek Lotus Tilez?"
Posts: 256
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Post by Zeiss on Dec 14, 2007 10:43:24 GMT -6
'My name is Zeiss, nice to make you acquaintance.' Zeiss said.
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Crowley
Mercenary
The Magnificent Renowned Drunk
Posts: 212
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Post by Crowley on Dec 14, 2007 10:51:50 GMT -6
"Okay then, since we all know each other now, let's go to Santaruz, mmh? Me and Wylie have to report." Charmingly he added, while inspecting his fingernails, "Report that we completed our secret, dangerous, mission, with no problems at all." He coughed and looked at the girls. He was curious if woman were that willing if they were sober. He didn't wait for the reaction.
"Shall we?"
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
Posts: 258
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 14, 2007 11:00:07 GMT -6
What leaving already? I…but the bar…it’s right there. Alcibie smiled to the two of them. “It is a pleasure Zeiss.” Alcibie also smiled to him. She had a feeling if she went for the bar the Cavalier would stop her. Actually she had yet to cook him up something and she still had the stuff from the other in. Well he could deal with the hang over he got to drink he could deal with the consequences.
“It is very nice of you to allow us to accompany you.” Alcibie smiled and bowed. Was this guy for really? Oh well, maybe around him she could get away with things. The Cavalier seemed a little too aligned with the ways of St. Elimine…
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Post by Rayl Torien on Dec 14, 2007 17:35:55 GMT -6
Rayl rubbed the back of his head, mummbling to himself at the pathetic attempts to hit him the head...thank god for being think skulled. He then nodded his head to Wylie, having heard sotries about him, but...he wasn't as magnificent as Crowley the Magnificent, then he nodded his head to the so called 'mage dude',"Alright then, I guess we will be taking your orders from here on out, but I have a favor: don't touch my sisters, alright...?" once again, he was using the sisters thing to keep people from drooling over them, before getting back to the conversation,"Well then, shall we head on out for fortune and glory....? Oh and as my siblings said, I am Sir Rayl of Laus, an honor to finnally meet the great Crowley...and Sir Wylie too I guess...sorry Wylie I know nothing about you, heh..."
He looked to the iron spear in his left hand, before looking the way to an armory, wondering if he should also get himself a sword, as, looking at his group, they mainly consisted of spear fighters...luckily they now had Crowley on thier side...guess another weapon would pretty much be extra baggage.
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Zeiss
The "Before" years
Mysterious, Sarcastic Shaman[M:-5]
"I herd u liek Lotus Tilez?"
Posts: 256
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Post by Zeiss on Dec 15, 2007 2:23:07 GMT -6
'Enough with the introductions, already.' Zeiss said getting irritated. 'We should be getting back before my leaders get back.' Zeiss started walking.
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Post by maiden on Dec 15, 2007 10:30:15 GMT -6
[OOC: Oi oi a frind of mine died last night so my posting right now will be a little slow and quite not up to quality.]
Persephone looked between the men quietly for a moment, uncertain whether or not she ought to speak. Why were they still being referred to as his sibblings? That was something interesting, not to mention the notable differences in features. We'd let them assume what they like, maybe they just had a noble father with a wife and a few concubines on the side. Yea that worked pretty nicely for an excuse, though why were they still lying?
Shrugging a little she looked to the man refered to as Zeiss who didn't seem too incrediably happy at the moment, what was his problem? Persephone held her slim lance before hopping onto Ayriss's back looking to them. "I shall assume thou shalt lead the way?"
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