Trolls' Plight: Dead RP.

[Cornflower MM]

"Oh, my name's Bryony Bluescales. I once knew a Fae whose name was Ximoz the Stupid. He got too close to a fire once, though. He roasted. I don't think you would do something like that, though. I'm pretty sure I'm the only herbivore....It does get rather lonely sometimes." She said thoughtfully, then sneezed again, with the pouf of smoke coming from her nose again. By Mossflower's oaks, that was embarrassing.

[Jetthebinturong]

OOC: First off Wylder, Pyrus is not invisible, second off, he is not a faerie, he's a fire elf, third he hasn't got to the entrance to the caves yet but he is in the immediate area. Also there are guards at the entrance to the caves as has been said numerous times

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: So Ximoz has nothing to say about the Fae who he shared a name with? *Evil grin.....*

[The Skarzs]

OOC: I see a bit of PPing here; Wylder and Jet, please make sure neither of you do anything to each others' characters without your consent.
Also, please assume the guards will stop anyone who comes near with extreme strictness.

[Jetthebinturong]

OOC: I haven't done anything to Wylder's character. Corn I was going to get around to it when I felt capable of writing something understandable, I've been drained by today's exams

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Oh...I see. I'll just curb my impatience then! It's a dreadful curse at times, Jet.

[The Skarzs]

Lord Nagrom had made his way into the forge room. The Trolls' mines had yielded much metal, and the lengths and ingots of steel and iron lay waiting for forming. But these shapeless pieces were ignored by the stone-faced Troll, and he went immediately to slab of stone, on which was a nearly finished axe head. He looked at it, turning it over in his large hands; he would finish the weapon. Tonight, he thought.

[Wylder Treejumper]

OOC: Clean-up time... *sigh*

[Jetthebinturong]

OOC: Thank you, once again I shall reply when my creativity and coherence resumes its usual flow

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Okay.....Shall that be anytime soon? Like I said, impatience is a dreadful curse.

[Jetthebinturong]

OOC: I have no idea to be perfectly honest

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Okay. I'll go dump some of my chickens into the little mini pool we;'ve set up for them. Now, don't look at the screen like that! It's over 90!

[Romsca]

OOC: What?

BIC: The next day, Asher got closer to where he heard the noise. He saw a cave and decided to explore it.

OOC: Snow trolls can also live in caves, right?

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Yes

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: So, it's the next DAY now? What?!??