This post has been edited by Sir Blackma: 31 July 2003 - 09:25 PM
The Inn Of The Green Talon
#61
Posted 31 July 2003 - 09:25 PM
It's like nostalgia randomly coming back...
How many times has it been now? Haha.
Also, if there was ever any confusion,
Sir Blackma does not mean Sir Blackman,
and I am WHITE. Just thought I'd clear
that up lol.
#62
Posted 31 July 2003 - 09:30 PM
Edger sighed and said "Well let me get some sleep ok and how long is this going to take"

Join me in my fight to save the insanity of these boards and of the world!!!

Viva la insanity
#63
Posted 31 July 2003 - 09:33 PM
This post has been edited by Sir Blackma: 31 July 2003 - 09:34 PM
It's like nostalgia randomly coming back...
How many times has it been now? Haha.
Also, if there was ever any confusion,
Sir Blackma does not mean Sir Blackman,
and I am WHITE. Just thought I'd clear
that up lol.
#64
Posted 31 July 2003 - 09:41 PM

Join me in my fight to save the insanity of these boards and of the world!!!

Viva la insanity
#65
Posted 01 August 2003 - 07:34 AM
The still mysterious halfling walked into the lobby and gruffly asked how much rooms were.
It's like nostalgia randomly coming back...
How many times has it been now? Haha.
Also, if there was ever any confusion,
Sir Blackma does not mean Sir Blackman,
and I am WHITE. Just thought I'd clear
that up lol.
#67
Posted 02 August 2003 - 05:48 PM
Our basic rooms are only 60 gold a night.
Hear's something about adventure and slightly grins. He lifts his shirt a little and looks at his large scar that looks like a sword sliced right through him. He smiles briefly, remembering his old journeys, and the war stories that are locked deep inside his head. He puts the shirt down, and wishes he had someone to tell some stories too...then decides he doesn't want to waste his voice (or strain his fingers typing :-P)
...Retired...Not returned
#68
Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:01 PM
Note: I don't know how to roleplay
#70
Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:17 PM
A man in a dark cloak, appeared into the bar. He sees the bar was closed. He takes off his hood, it the young devilish man. He put his hands against one of the hotel rooms, and out of no where, a flame in the door lights up. The dark devious man, disappears. This time he set one of the rooms on fire.
#72
Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:32 PM
The halfling paid the 60 gold his eyes transfixed on the new comer
It's like nostalgia randomly coming back...
How many times has it been now? Haha.
Also, if there was ever any confusion,
Sir Blackma does not mean Sir Blackman,
and I am WHITE. Just thought I'd clear
that up lol.
#73
Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:57 PM

























“In the valley of hope, there is no winter.”
#74
Posted 02 August 2003 - 07:18 PM

Join me in my fight to save the insanity of these boards and of the world!!!

Viva la insanity