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Started by Ashleg, July 14, 2016, 07:29:05 AM

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Lady Ashenwyte

'Kay. Would you like them cooked or raw?
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Ashleg


Hickory

Quote from: Sagetip on July 15, 2016, 04:40:18 AM
@Groddil

I've been meaning to unveil soothing for you. It's a present I've been working on for quite a while, and with Ashleg as cellars president there's all the more reason to unveil it now.

I present to you...

*pulls down cloth*

GRODDIL'S YE OLDE MAGICK SHOP!TM

I hope you enjoy this gift.
Eh? Eh?
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

Rare, medium, or badly done well done?
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Groddil

Ooh, SHOPPE!

* Groddil immediately changes the closed sign to open.

Come one, come all! To Groddils Ye Olde Magick Shoppe!

The Skarzs

Maggick? IMPROPER SPELLING. THE GRAMMAR NAZIS WILL BE NOTIFIED.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Hickory

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

Quote from: Skarzs on July 16, 2016, 05:16:41 PM
Maggick? IMPROPER SPELLING. THE GRAMMAR NAZIS WILL BE NOTIFIED.

You misspelled the misspelled word.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

The Skarzs

I was spelling out the pronunciation, sir!

Quote from: Sagetip on July 16, 2016, 05:18:36 PM
You called?
How. . . DARE you?!
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Hickory

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Ashleg


Delthion

*Eats Skarzs, just to show that he can and to stop the fight.* ;D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Rosie Willowwater

*Forces Skarzs out of Del's stomach* Give him back!
                    

Delthion

Stop please Rosie! This is the way of the Cellars! People fight, I eat them, and they figure out all kinds of rather strange and painful ways to carve their way out of my stomach! ;D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.