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Post by Tllith on Jan 22, 2010 9:47:41 GMT -5
Hadrian chuckled dryly, evidently unmoved by the Taker's rankled words. " Come, we've tarried long enough. You still have a debt to pay." Tllith waddles along, singing to herself and anyone who wants to listen:
You still have a debt to pay,
You still have a gnoll to slay,
You still have a mind to flay,
You still have a song to play,
You still have a freezing ray,
You still have an attaché,
You still have a date in May,
You still have a wench to lay,
You still have a slaad that's gray,
You still have a while today,
You still have a debt to pay!
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Post by john on Jan 22, 2010 13:59:22 GMT -5
John simply listens to the song in silence, nodding to Tllith briefly, acknowledging the toddling dragon's song.
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Post by Tllith on Jan 24, 2010 13:39:32 GMT -5
John simply listens to the song in silence, nodding to Tllith briefly, acknowledging the toddling dragon's song. After singing a while (and, OOC, noting that our DM is engaged in subtle meditations and deep thoughs), as we're walking along, Tllith asks, "What is your favorite food? What do people eat in Sigil?" of everyone. |
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Post by john on Jan 26, 2010 1:37:31 GMT -5
"Rat meat wasn't bad in the Hive ward, growing up, when you could get it." He pauses, and thinks now, "If I can get actual beef, that is a rare indulgence." WHen the query regarding food comes up, John responds, "Most likely everything, and anything. At times, things you didn't even think were eatable. I suspect at least some of the things in Sigil eat rocks, for example."
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Post by Tllith on Jan 26, 2010 7:13:48 GMT -5
"Rat meat wasn't bad in the Hive ward, growing up, when you could get it." He pauses, and thinks now, "If I can get actual beef, that is a rare indulgence." WHen the query regarding food comes up, John responds, "Most likely everything, and anything. At times, things you didn't even think were eatable. I suspect at least some of the things in Sigil eat rocks, for example." says Tllith. "I like the little crunchy green ones. I like rats too. They're fun to catch. Moles are too! My favorite treat is spoons though, wooden cooking spoons. They're all spicy!" |
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Post by arcanumzero on Jan 26, 2010 11:13:37 GMT -5
"Rat meat wasn't bad in the Hive ward, growing up, when you could get it." He pauses, and thinks now, "If I can get actual beef, that is a rare indulgence." WHen the query regarding food comes up, John responds, "Most likely everything, and anything. At times, things you didn't even think were eatable. I suspect at least some of the things in Sigil eat rocks, for example." " They don't eat everything," Ghaeldan deadpans. " It's damn near impossible to find good roast halfling in the Cage." |
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Post by Tllith on Jan 26, 2010 13:02:42 GMT -5
" They don't eat everything," Ghaeldan deadpans. " It's damn near impossible to find good roast halfling in the Cage." chirps Tllith in alarm. |
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Post by arcanumzero on Jan 28, 2010 12:45:08 GMT -5
"What does that have to do with anything?" Ghaeldan asks.
[[Sorry, Tllith, I'm having some unexpected roleplaying difficulty.
It's one of those moments you have sometimes when you finally start writing a character after designing him in your head for years, when you suddenly discover that he never told you he has no sense of humor.]]
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Post by Tllith on Jan 28, 2010 14:40:24 GMT -5
" What does that have to do with anything?" Ghaeldan asks. explains Tllith. [[Sorry, Tllith, I'm having some unexpected roleplaying difficulty. It's one of those moments you have sometimes when you finally start writing a character after designing him in your head for years, when you suddenly discover that he never told you he has no sense of humor.]] [[Wow. I thought that Ghaeldan had a nice understated dark sense of humor. Whatever he may say about himself!. -- But no matter. I'm just marking time 'til Stix gets back to the plot.]] |
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Post by arcanumzero on Jan 28, 2010 17:11:03 GMT -5
Ghaeldan is silent for a moment before responding. "It's damn near impossible to find roast halfling worth having in the Cage," he clarifies.
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Post by Tllith on Jan 28, 2010 18:02:50 GMT -5
Ghaeldan was silent for a moment before responding. " It's damn near impossible to find roast halfling worth having in the Cage," he clarifies.6.0 Tllith peers at Ghaeldan with gleaming black eyes, all sympathetic if not all understanding. "Oh, no! That's terrible! Where do you find roast halfling worth having?" She thinks a half-second. "This is weird: I don't think there's any in Elysium. At least I've never heard of anyone eating it here. Sometimes we have roast sheep. That's very like a halfling, I think." |
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Post by john on Jan 28, 2010 21:17:17 GMT -5
John keeps quiet, since he knows very little about halflings, having never encountered one before (that the player can remember anyway).
"Roast goat is not bad, if you can get it." He will finally venture, after Tllith changes the subject to animals as food again.
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Post by Tllith on Jan 28, 2010 21:54:04 GMT -5
"Roast goat is not bad, if you can get it." He will finally venture, after Tllith changes the subject to animals as food again. says Tllith pensively, "Or at least I can get it if there's a goat around." She wriggles her tail, remembering the just-passed fight. "I could kill a goat just as if it were a feeble little mezzoloth! But I don't think I could roast it. Not very easily anyhow. I've only got so much heat breath. And I'd wind up roasting everyone for yards all around if I tried." |
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Post by arcanumzero on Jan 29, 2010 12:34:43 GMT -5
Tllith peers at Ghaeldan with gleaming black eyes, all sympathetic if not all understanding. "Oh, no! That's terrible! Where do you find roast halfling worth having?" She thinks a half-second. "This is weird: I don't think there's any in Elysium. At least I've never heard of anyone eating it here. Sometimes we have roast sheep. That's very like a halfling, I think."" A meal of mutton is little like halfling," Ghaeldan says. " It is heartier than hobbit, but seldom as sweet." |
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Post by Tllith on Jan 29, 2010 14:51:16 GMT -5
" A meal of mutton is little like halfling," Ghaeldan says. " It is heartier than hobbit, but seldom as sweet." |
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Post by arcanumzero on Jan 29, 2010 20:36:07 GMT -5
Ghaeldan's eyes unfocus, and, swallowing hard, he extends a restraining hand toward Tllith.
"Please, dragonet, don't. My stomach is sick enough on this putrescent plane; it needs not your enthusiastic encouragement."
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Post by Tllith on Jan 30, 2010 8:12:14 GMT -5
Ghaeldan's eyes unfocus, and, swallowing hard, he extends a restraining hand toward Tllith. " Please, dragonet, don't. My stomach is sick enough on this putrescent plane; it needs not your enthusiastic encouragement." Tllith flicks her tongue at Ghaeldan's hand, tasting his scent, and then rubs her cheek on it like a sociable lynx. "Oh, no! We need to get you off the putrescent plane! Maybe to the lutrescent lake! Or the foutrescent phoenix nest! Maybe we should talk about something else! What do you like to sing?" |
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