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Post by durwin on Dec 2, 2005 0:59:25 GMT -5
Mellus sat on the edge of the large barstool, her head over a mug larger than her arm. Beside her were broken nut shells from snackings at regular intervals between ales. "Good god dwarf," muttered the astounded bar keep, for she'd just emptied half a keg alone, "Ye should be done for the night." Mellus looked up, the fire of dwarven anger in her eyes. "He...llss n-o," she slurred. "I'swant another alllll." Her words came out all wrong, but the barkeep knew what she was asking and sighed, handing her another mug and a little bowl of nuts.
((add yer own persona into the story =) of course the setting is a tavern in Gludin, this is light funny RP story))
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Post by myoone on Dec 2, 2005 11:54:56 GMT -5
Nel sat right in a dark narrow corner where she could look who enters the gludin tavern. she saw the dwarf drinking beer...
watching her she wonders if the last words from dwarfs in a battle would be ale...maybe they were born with this addiction to it or instead milk they get beer when they are born.
she never was interested for real how other races grow up like...it was no real point of interest to her.
pulling her cloak closer she wondered if she felt sick or was cursed by someone or something...this feeling she never experienced before...she couldnt point out what it was but it kept her from doing anything the last weeks.
was it frustration...was she depressed or ill?. was it some kind of omen...something dark coming up? no way she could figure it out.
at least at watching this dwarf drinking ale like water could set her mind on other thoughts.
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Post by Lucilus on Dec 4, 2005 2:42:28 GMT -5
DukeTop was Against the outside Bar Wall, watching the Dwarf. Memorizieing his Heals and Drinking Bless Mineral Water once again, never completely losing touch with his Half-Soul..Lucilus,Duke watches the dwarf, he can only stifle laughter as one of the most Tankard belly of the races coaxes another to become intoxicated and he walks outside into the afternoon light, drawn to the truly Ill...up at the church.
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Post by durwin on Dec 4, 2005 3:12:44 GMT -5
Mellus downs another tank and stumbles up to the bar top where she persists to dance as best a dwarf can. The movement is ackward and strange, and it makes everyone laugh.
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Post by aldrik on Jan 13, 2006 15:29:20 GMT -5
while sitting in a corner with a few friends he had known since his child hood, they got the bright idea that they wanted him to sing a drinking song he had learned one night when he snuck out to try getting into the bar at 2:30 in the morning, laughing the kicked his drunk butt up out of the booth and made him stand on the table and sing while they proceded laughing.....
A noble knight was riding out, when a maiden elf espied he.
He clambered up an ancient tree, and came down most untidy.
There were broken branches all around,'Twas said to be some disease.
Well, take another look around-- 'Cause elves do it in the trees!
Elves do it in the trees;
Elves do it in the breeze;
Elves do it where they please;
Elves do it in the trees!
A maid was walking in the field, and saw an elf a-dancing,
And such great powers he did wield, That they commenced romancing.
He laid her in a great oak tree, And lured her with his wiles.
So great was THAT maid's ecstacy........, She could be heard for MILES! OOOOOOHhh
Elves do it in the trees;
Elves do it in the breeze;
Elves do it where they please;
Elves do it in the trees!
A faithful husband caught a glimpse, In yonder tree above the well
Of a group of naked elven nymphs, And he did fall within their spell.
They bore him off into the boughs,And so entertained him in the trees...
That that wife of his still wonders how, He got so chaffed between the knees.
Elves do it in the trees;
Elves do it in the breeze;
Elves do it where they please;
Elves do it in the trees!
A woodman's wife was snaring game, Deep within a stand of spruce.
By the dozen, elf-lads came, And so she found herself seduced.
She came home late from that task, And met her husband by the hut.
"Seen ya any squirrels?" he thought to ask.
"No, but lots of NUTS." OOOHHHH
Elves do it in the trees;
Elves do it in the breeze;
Elves do it where they please;
Elves do it in the trees!
ELEVS DO IT IN THE TREES!!!!!
slipping at his finish he busts his ass on the edge of the table and lands face first on the ground beside it.
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Post by Lucilus on Jan 16, 2006 2:07:30 GMT -5
(( omfg i love you man, i laughed for hours...no..days after you sang that at the picnic))
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