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#11
Roleplaying / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by Dannflower Reguba - Yesterday at 11:45:04 PM "Ugh, I'll spare you another thorough explanation on how much I hate dealing with pirates." Praff liked to work with professionals, and his experiences with the rough sea-goers told him they were anything but. He did not trust them, and worse yet, knew the islands own naval power to be lesser than some of the 'local' pirate alliances. They were yet another threat to be balanced, and far more difficult to hide themselves from than Southsward.
The pair soon mounted the ridge, a frankly beautiful overlook of the otherwise dreary land. Praff passed his other slowly, allowing him a moment to take in the island before tapping him on the shoulder and motioning towards the seaward side. He crossed the small space, it was oddly quiet up here, a sparse few stone furnishings lay about the flat paving, with a tree sprouted up in the middle, making for one of his preferred escapes. Reaching the other side, he pointed out into the ocean beyond, seemingly at nothing at all, "That's Southsward, a startling few horizons away, and the greater concern. We can cut down more woodlanders, we can deal with a coup, we can even stomach wasted product, but the Southswardian navy?" He tilted his head to look at Torgen while still facing the water, dead sincerity in his eyes, "Never on this side of hellgates can we take them." He turned to fully face the captain, lean-sitting nonchalantly against a stone half wall, "And so we hide... yet they know of us, our location and secrecy are our only protection... but for how long? Every captive we take brings a weeping beast or family to the king's feet, and the resulting outrage brings more eyes to the search, each one longer and wider ranging than the last... At what point do they say enough is enough and do something bold, drastic... stealthy perhaps?" Praff intensified his gaze, clearly looking to see if Torgen was piecing together the breadcrumbs he'd laid out.
*****
Squeaking quietly as he fell, Nibble landed quickly, though he was not swift enough to evade the charging weasel and got somewhat bowled over by Dartur. Hardly worse for wear, he hopped back to his feet and scurried away from the pair, neither bold enough to run, nor patient enough to walk as he forced himself to stand upright, staying clearly visible above the same tall grasses he'd hid in previously so as not to risk tipping his hand to the otherwise preoccupied vermin.
The pair soon mounted the ridge, a frankly beautiful overlook of the otherwise dreary land. Praff passed his other slowly, allowing him a moment to take in the island before tapping him on the shoulder and motioning towards the seaward side. He crossed the small space, it was oddly quiet up here, a sparse few stone furnishings lay about the flat paving, with a tree sprouted up in the middle, making for one of his preferred escapes. Reaching the other side, he pointed out into the ocean beyond, seemingly at nothing at all, "That's Southsward, a startling few horizons away, and the greater concern. We can cut down more woodlanders, we can deal with a coup, we can even stomach wasted product, but the Southswardian navy?" He tilted his head to look at Torgen while still facing the water, dead sincerity in his eyes, "Never on this side of hellgates can we take them." He turned to fully face the captain, lean-sitting nonchalantly against a stone half wall, "And so we hide... yet they know of us, our location and secrecy are our only protection... but for how long? Every captive we take brings a weeping beast or family to the king's feet, and the resulting outrage brings more eyes to the search, each one longer and wider ranging than the last... At what point do they say enough is enough and do something bold, drastic... stealthy perhaps?" Praff intensified his gaze, clearly looking to see if Torgen was piecing together the breadcrumbs he'd laid out.
*****
Squeaking quietly as he fell, Nibble landed quickly, though he was not swift enough to evade the charging weasel and got somewhat bowled over by Dartur. Hardly worse for wear, he hopped back to his feet and scurried away from the pair, neither bold enough to run, nor patient enough to walk as he forced himself to stand upright, staying clearly visible above the same tall grasses he'd hid in previously so as not to risk tipping his hand to the otherwise preoccupied vermin.
#12
The Cellars / Re: Last Person to Post Wins I...
Last post by Matthias720 - Yesterday at 11:19:38 PMQuote from: shisteer of nothing much on Yesterday at 01:17:58 AMThen I shan't hold my tongue any longer! I will deliver more puns than you can sandal!Quote from: Matthias720 on Yesterday at 01:04:51 AMOh ho! It seems I'm not the only one who can lace their comments with puns.I usually tread carefully, but I do enjoy a good pun from time to time.
#13
Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by Matthias720 - Yesterday at 11:17:13 PMGranted. It has no handle.
I wish that my next shift at work doesn't overload me with too much to do.
I wish that my next shift at work doesn't overload me with too much to do.
#14
Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by shisteer of nothing much - Yesterday at 10:03:59 PM(Honestly, that might've been preferable to what happened)
Granted. The theme is weasels as roadkill.
I wish we had a decent broom.
Granted. The theme is weasels as roadkill.
I wish we had a decent broom.
#15
OOC Roleplay Discussions / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by The Skarzs - Yesterday at 07:55:57 PMHey Jazz, I didn't really intend both of our characters to be rivals, but I'd like for Damsey and Kurlan to become friends and allies in a juxtaposition to Cuffa and Dartur. I think it would be fun to see them grow together, like Jukka the Sling and Fleetscut from Lord Brocktree
#16
Roleplaying / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by The Skarzs - Yesterday at 07:54:09 PM Dartur dropped Nibbles, instinctively throwing up his hands to ward off the debris Cuffa had aimed at him. Letting out a roar of outrage, the big weasel lurched forward and reached out to grab the offending party, but he tripped on Nibbles' form and fell heavily to the ground, still hoping to catch Cuffa by her footpaw.
Kurlan winced as whips were cracked to push the new slaves forward to the processing, and the whole grouped moved up inland. While they walked, he still kept his attention on Damsey. He didn't much care for the haremaid's attitude, but they were all in a precarious position, so he changed his tactic.
"My Pa always said that if there's only one way to do somethin', then there's always another. Bit daft, really, but it makes sense if'n y' think about it. 'S too late now, but they're the enemies, remember that."
Kurlan winced as whips were cracked to push the new slaves forward to the processing, and the whole grouped moved up inland. While they walked, he still kept his attention on Damsey. He didn't much care for the haremaid's attitude, but they were all in a precarious position, so he changed his tactic.
"My Pa always said that if there's only one way to do somethin', then there's always another. Bit daft, really, but it makes sense if'n y' think about it. 'S too late now, but they're the enemies, remember that."
#17
Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by HeadInAnotherGalaxy - Yesterday at 04:41:40 PMGranted, but the cinnamon rollz melt along viz ze oicin', und ye get a big melty mezz.
Ah vizh fer a deck o' playin' cardz viz a Weasels zeme.
Ah vizh fer a deck o' playin' cardz viz a Weasels zeme.
#18
OOC Roleplay Discussions / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by shisteer of nothing much - Yesterday at 06:03:02 AMPfft, no problem. It's honestly quite fun.
I'll update the list! Is it just changes to his appearance? (Done!)
I'll update the list! Is it just changes to his appearance? (Done!)
#19
Roleplaying / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by shisteer of nothing much - Yesterday at 05:58:19 AM Torgen paused, considering the question as he took the initiative in route to the lookout. It was a tricky business, especially with Vint gone. It would've been helpful to have another smuggler on the job.
"A couple of the merchants mentioned increasing their order, so that would help, though not enough. The pirates are always willing to buy more meat, and we can ship to them in larger quantities with less risk. I usually just take them the leftovers, and they'll buy as much as I have, but I do see your point."
The pirates didn't pay as well as those in Southsward, but they still offered a decent price. The captain reached the top of the hill and looked out, resting a paw on the railing. He could see his ship on the docks, and the line of captives winding their way toward the temple. On the other side of the island, the flour mill was turning lazily, and a tree fell to an axe, while another was being stripped of bark and branches. Beasts, weasels and stock alike, were busy everywhere.
Torgen glanced at his companion. Operations looked to be going ahead smoothly, but he was a seabeast, unused to the ways of land. No doubt the other weasel would be able to point out several problems.
"A couple of the merchants mentioned increasing their order, so that would help, though not enough. The pirates are always willing to buy more meat, and we can ship to them in larger quantities with less risk. I usually just take them the leftovers, and they'll buy as much as I have, but I do see your point."
The pirates didn't pay as well as those in Southsward, but they still offered a decent price. The captain reached the top of the hill and looked out, resting a paw on the railing. He could see his ship on the docks, and the line of captives winding their way toward the temple. On the other side of the island, the flour mill was turning lazily, and a tree fell to an axe, while another was being stripped of bark and branches. Beasts, weasels and stock alike, were busy everywhere.
Torgen glanced at his companion. Operations looked to be going ahead smoothly, but he was a seabeast, unused to the ways of land. No doubt the other weasel would be able to point out several problems.
#20
OOC Roleplay Discussions / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by Dannflower Reguba - Yesterday at 04:35:54 AMTeer, I apologize for being so long winded about Praff and Torgen, but I swear we're almost done XD
Also, I added a little personal flair to his appearance, if you get the chance I would appreciate an update to the OP character list, thank yoooooou.
Also, I added a little personal flair to his appearance, if you get the chance I would appreciate an update to the OP character list, thank yoooooou.