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Ontarys
03/05/2003 8:41 AM

OOC: Okay I just couldnt resist doing this thread. Though I wont have time to post in it my self, you guys can just play it and do as you so choose........though i'l come back every now nad then and play "Death"....yeah that means im gonna come back and brutally kill a char or 2 >:) Set to begin in Palanthas



BIC: * Laughter and loud talking fille the inn holding about 200 guest.*

Salmot sat in his seat taking in all the revilry that was going on. It had been a wonderful day of festivals and games. It had been a prosperous year for palanthas. Trade was going well and the city was in high spirits.
He was however getting weary and dozed a little in the corner of the inn by the fire.

*Dream sequence*

A young man bursts into the in extremly happy. He is holding a large jewel almost to bright to behold. Everyone gazes at it in amazement. When quized on where he found the jewel the young man replies that he found it on the mountain in a large cave with a few of his friends.
An hour goes by as everyone applauds the young mans good fortune. Someone stands and drunkenly gives a toast......to the luck and good fortune of all the people of Palanthas as he stumbles and falls. Everyone laughs.

Suddenly, a loud screach is heard, and another.......it gets nearer and nearer. Everyone is fearful. It is undoubtably the sound of a dragon.
Salmot Looks out the window to see a very large red dragon baring down on the inn. And he knew then that the young man had unwittingly 'found' treasure from a dragons lair and it was none to pleased. Before he could turn and shout he heard a large sucking sound as the dragon took in its breath. All he could see was fire hurling towards them........there was no escape as the inn caught fire. screams of pain and despair........skin peeling off, and yet the dragon breathed on.......there were no survivors......."So what is it? Do you just flip a coin in the morning to decide what you will be for the day? Heads Knight of Neraka Tails Solamnic Knight :D"

Ontarys
03/05/2003 8:50 AM

Salmot woke up with a start. The end was as jovial as it was when he had dozed off. he laughed it off though still a little shaken by his dream and then........

A young man bursts into the in extremly happy. He is holding a large jewel almost to bright to behold. Everyone gazes at it in amazement. When quized on where he found the jewel the young man replies that he found it on the mountain in a large cave with a few of his friends.

Salmot is unerved but considers it just a strange coincidence. he starts to sweat. He decides to order himself a drink when........

An hour goes by as everyone applauds the young mans good fortune. Someone stands and drunkenly gives a toast......to the luck and good fortune of all the people of Palanthas as he stumbles and falls. Everyone laughs

Salmot stands up and shouts to everyone "GET OUT OF THE INN A DRAGON IS COMING TO DESTROY US ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The bartender angrily tells him to leave but Salmot knows there is not much time left. He shouts "IF YOU ALL WISH TO LIVE YOU WILL LEAVE NOW!!!!! HURRY"

He runs out of the inn and heads for a nearby cave, he notices that some people heed his words and follow but he cant tell how many.

Minutes pass.......and then....

Suddenly, a loud screach is heard, and another.......it gets nearer and nearer. Everyone is fearful. It is undoubtably the sound of a dragon. He heard a large sucking sound as the dragon took in its breath, and he knew that all who had stayed in the inn were doomed.

Someone turned and looked at him in awe........."How did you know?"

"So what is it? Do you just flip a coin in the morning to decide what you will be for the day? Heads Knight of Neraka Tails Solamnic Knight :D"

thistledown
03/05/2003 10:24 AM

(OOC: Hey Onty, haven't seen you around for a while. I'm not big on my characters dying, but a could have Javert be like the fbi were. Suspicious and harasing Salmot.)The sword, it thirsts to drink of man.
The sword, at last must win.
Today is gone, and yesterday,
Must echo in the wind.

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