Fred would not allow such a beastly creature
as a Chimera through the gate, and practically wanted to kill it on sight!
[color:"#33cc33"] See, chimera not harmful,[/color]
as he patted each of of it's gangly, ugly heads!
[color:"#33cc33"]Jurak tie to big tree anyway for safety of all![/color]
and glowered at fred who was still not quite sure....
After tying up Fe the chimera, and throwing a chicken to keep him busy,
he headed off to the "local blacksmith" for metals,
accessories, and a nicer bow for viper!
as he needed one sooooo badly,
[color:"#33cc33"] Excuse me Floyd my good man,
i require metal of fine quality, enough for say...a small army,
as well i would like that blackhawk-vapor bow right over there...[/color]
pointing to the,baleful bow,glinting in the sunlight!
The poor smithy stood there stiff as a post! ,not knowing what to do!
he was just mortified...
this was only his second encounter with an orc, his first encounter
was a lucky one and they let him off
in exchange for his handyworks and weapons.
please don't hurt me, pleaded floyd!!...take anything you need,
just dont hurt me! with that he disappeared faster than superman on laundry day!
straight to the back of the shop, and out the door!
Wow... the orc thought,
this is kinda neat at least now i won't have to
pay for all this stuff! Today's my lucky day!!pleased with his new found intimidation, he chuckled a bit and
went busily about the shop gathering pieces of quenched steel,
some whistling-broad arrows for vipers new bow,
and some various other items he knew the rest would be asking for,
by the time all was said and done he had pretty much something for everyone!
It was time to load this stuff in the sled and meet up with his colleagues at the bar before it was too late to "whet his whistle".
the orc was very busy for the next few minutes, going back and forth from the smithshop to the sled with his gifts.
he thought it odd, no one questioned his actions, but then again.....he's an orc!
Jurak on saving so much gold from the smithshop, barged through the tavern door and yelled,
[color:"#33cc33"]drinks for all my hardworking friends, whatever they want barkeep........and don't be.......[/color]
he stopped gazed at this hmmm... pirate, serving beer!
Hhmmmmm this pirate has no moustache, but...on closer inspection...
a large collection of gold coins, it was as if the bar patrons were playing tiddly-winks with the barkeeps shirt!
How funny!, thought the amused orc, and quaffed some ale!
It was a good feeling being here, no more walking...at least for a day!
[color:"#33cc33"]Womble, JVB, Jolie, a toast "may the face of every good news and the back of every bad news always be before us" ,[/color]
the four of them raised their pitchers high.......and drank deeply!
The orc starting to feel the effects from all the ale, and feeling a little bloated...... let out the most lilliputian "fart" <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The four of them looked at each other accusingly for a moment, and then burst into fits of laughter.....
