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How about a dragon ale? Special recipie! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
Womble Is it spiced with Fire Beetle powder? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> Oh, I'm still to young to drink per Kiya. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/shame.gif" alt="" /> Fafnir <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/puppyeyes.gif" alt="" />
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Nonsense! Have a glass of 'old skullf###er' and be quiet! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Nonsense! Have a glass of 'old skullf###er' and be quiet! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />
Womble Woo-Hoo! (Glug, Glug, Glug) Sheees, (wobble, wobble) noooow wheresssssss thaaaat piiixxieeeeeeee. (hick-up) I feeel funnnn...........y Fafnir <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/puppyeyes.gif" alt="" />
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<discretly waiting the dwarf has finished to make them drunk then one of them will appoint me treasurer of the...>
MG!!! The most infamous member these forums have ever got!
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Nooo! That was for Uberiel! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The latrine is that way>>>> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/ROFL.gif" alt="" />
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Nonsense! Have a glass of 'old skullf###er' and be quiet! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />
Womble Woo-Hoo! (Glug, Glug, Glug) Sheees, (wobble, wobble) noooow wheresssssss thaaaat piiixxieeeeeeee. (hick-up) I feeel funnnn...........y Fafnir <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/puppyeyes.gif" alt="" /> NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Über FLIES out from his hideout and grabs Fanfir with his mouth. From somewhere (don't aske where) he pulls out some herbs and shew them, and THEN spit them into Fanfir's mouth. Seconds later Fanfir's pukeing all over the place.* You stupid f***! That was poisoned, AND it was for me <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" />!!! Idiot... Übereil
Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
Ambrose Bierce
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Well, its poison if you're not a floating skull, which most of us tend not to be... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
*Leans back sipping a Rimmer's ale...*
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Glance A'Lot, curious as ever when it comes to drinks, leans over to the newly hired bar tender and asks suspiciously, "What's so special about your Dragon Ale?"
In times of crisis it is of the utmost importance not to lose your head (Marie Antoinette)
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*Shantara has hid herself on the small ledge in the kitchen to wait for Kiya wondering whether she will like the piece of pizza she and Ubereil have given her. Hearing Kiya come into the kitchen, she leans over the edge slightly to watch. Pot, feathers, old cotton, I wonder what Kiya is going to do with that stuff. I know Dragons eat strange things, but surely not.....
*putting her elbows on the ledge, she lays her head in her hands and settles in to watch. as Kiya finishes stuffing the pot with feathers and cotton. Shantara smiles and thinks* Ooooooo, that sure would make a nice cozy bed. *Shantara smiles contentedly as she watches Kiya walk over to the table, pick up her cook book and start flipping through it. glancing occasionally at the pot stuffed with nice soft feathers and cotton, she thinks* I wonder what Kiya is going to cook this time. Yummmmmmm.
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* [color:"yellow"]time passes [/color]
*Shantara has drifted off dreaming about the pot stuffed with feathers and cotton. She is woke by a sudden whack. what was that she wonders as she raises up and peers over the edge of the ledge. She sees Fafnir rubbing his head and Kiya is reprimanding him about chasing after Mathilda. She giggles to herself and thinks* Poor little dragon, he sure has alot to learn if he thought Mathilda was a little girl dragon.
*as Fafnir leaves Shantara notices Mathilda with an old dress which Kiya takes from her.* Hey, that looks like... no, it couldn't... but it sure looks.....
*seeing the pixie dust Kiya finds in the pocket, Shantara giggles* Great going, Ubereil. That dress was a hand-me-down from my cousin. The pixie dust in the pocket is from her not me and no two pixies leave the same pixie dust. Poor Mathilda, my cousin lives 100 pixie flower stones from here.
*she then slips quietly back to the hiding place wondering what Ubereil has been up to.*
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Ubereil, Ubereil, where are you? *calls Shantara as she enters their secret hiding place* That was really great thinking giving that dress to......What was that? *she wonders hearing Ubereil scream NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! she quickly turns and hurries back to see what is going on*
*peeking around a corner she sees Ubereil grab Fafnir and poke something down him and then Fafnir is puking all over the place.* Why did you do that Ubereil? *she wonders. And then she hears Ubereil tell Fafnir that he shouldn't have drank the ale that the new bartender had given him because it was poison.*
Oh, Ubereil, you're a hero. You saved Fafnir's life. I just hope he appreciates it and doesn't try to eat you some day. *she whispers quietly with a slight smile.*
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Drakonis walks to the bar, and orders a dragon's ale, mmmmm now this will taste good.
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Oh, my head.... The pain, oh....the pain.
What was that drink that, that bartender gave me?
Fafnir <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/puppyeyes.gif" alt="" />
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"hey, where did nero go? I wanted to ask him so many questions! Haven't spoken to him in a while <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> "
Neroooooooooooooooooo where are you?
jvb, royal dragon prince
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*Shantara sees Fafnir wobbling around holding his head and thinks to herself* Poor Little Dragon, one more lesson you had to learn the hard way. I bet you've been cutting Dragon Class again or you would have known not to take that drink the new bartender offered you. You would also know that dwarf bartenders love to play jokes on little dragons.
*she then flies off to see if she can't find something to help Fafnir's head. digging through all the stuff she has stashed, she finds some pixie herbs that she knows will help. grabbing a pen she quickly scribbles a note, gets the herbs and hurries off to the kitchen. checking to make sure it is safe she sneaks quietly in and places the herbs and note on the table where kiya will be sure to see it.* Note: To be brewed into a tea. Give to Fafnir to drink. He will feel lots better.
*then with a few sprinkles of pixie dust on the note, she then slips away quietly*
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Übere floaths into the cichen, steals the note and floaths away <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />.
Übereil
Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
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How are you my Dragon Prince...oh and Shan...you think it wise to have Kiya do this...afterall her skills are um...legendary...er...shes special in the kitchen...and well she likes to "experiment"
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*Pulls a beer for Nero*
Greetings old friend, welocome back!
Now then, poor Fafnir poisoned himself. Literally! He should be dead! This dragon is made of tough stuff.... A bloody mary should do the trick. Here you go my draconic friend.
Glancelot: Dear gods! Just drink the dragon ale old boy! Its good for you! (good for nobody else though!)
*Ducks for cover* <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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*even though she is just a tiny pixie, Shantara smells trouble brewing in the lair, an unknown visitor, a newly hired dwarf barkeeper who loves jokes, a bounty hunter wanting more money than he deserves and now Ubereil playing his own pranks.* Ubereil, you put that note back where you found it. *scolds Shantara flying after him.
*Ubereil darts around the corner with the note in his mouth and disappears before Shantara can get there.* Now where did he go. *she wonders as she looks cautiously around to make sure no one has seen her. Seeing no one around she slips quietly back to the kitchen.*
*peeking out from behind one of Kiya's pots she thinks* Kiya where are you? This lair is getting completely out of hand. There is chaos going on everywhere.
*not finding Kiya, Shantara goes back to her little nook in the main lair and continues to watch.* Ummmmm, so his name is Nero and it sounds like he may be a friend of the new dwarf bartender Womble. I think I had better keep my eye on these 2 *she thinks to herself.* They could be big trouble. Glancelot, I hope you can take care of yourself big guy. I've got to find Ubereil. I just know he's up to no good.
*as she flutters away she says quietly* A pixie's work is never done.
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