"Your family has major issues... a cow? a werewolf? a half-person? OK, perverted-ness aside, what do have for ourselves in the way of supplies? I have... what the heck do I have?" I take off my leather backpack and rummage through it. "Let's see... a flint-and-steel, a bundle of arrows, eh, those should go in my quiver..." I put the arrows in the quiver, then continue searching my pack. "... a half-loaf of bread, 8 silver coins,a hooded cloak, a pair of leather gloves, and a ... bra!?!?! What the ****!" I take the thing and throw it into a nearby stream, for the fish. "OK, I have absolutely NO idea where that came from!" I say, honestly. Come to think of it, I'm thirsty, and drink some water from the stream.
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
"Hey, watch it, there, buddy" I say emerging from the stream with the bra on my face
"I assume this belongs to one of you two? And would anyone care to explain why your firend is mooing and howling at the same time?" I ask, looking a little annoyed
"Oh sorry, didn't see you there!" I say, sheepishly. "I do not know how that bra got in my pack. Honestly. And as for the mooing and howling, my friend has both werewolf and cow somewhere in his family tree. And who are you, and what are you doing?"
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
While Random and Phantom are talking, I start singing "It's a small world after all.." And rummage through my backpack, to find some bread, 3 silver coins, a bag of meat, a book titled, "Tony's Survival Guide to the Wilderness", some hidden pork, and a pair of leather boots. I put them on and walk over to Phantom, whom is still engaged in conversation with Random. I ask Random, "Hey, who are you?"
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"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"Who? I thought you'd be asking what I am, considering my reptillian appearence, however, since you insist..." *introduces self* " I'm pretty good at using magic, but can still defend self at close range" I say to all of you "you, over there, you're an archer, right? well, I've got something for you" I state while pulling out a pair of leather boots from my pack "they're enchanted to muffle your steps, so the enemy will almost never see you coming, or find where you're hiding" I explain to phantom, giving him the muffeled boots. "If you're wondering what I was doing in that stream, I was escaping from a horde of 300 or more bandits...I fell into their trap, thinking there was only one of them, luckily, I can breathe underwater and they can't" "so...what is it you're up to?" I ask, tilting my head in curiosity
"Well, we're headed to see this king guy, to deliver this message." I explain, "When we get back, we will get some money and maybe some sword training. we have just a little ways to go, I think 2 miles?"
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"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"mind if I tag along?" I ask politely "Not just for this mission, of course, but as a party member...mainly because I'm curious as to how it's even possible to be part cow, part werewolf, and part human, that, and I think I'd be helpful as a party member, I can use destructive magic, and healing magic rather well."
"I Would say yes, I don't know about Phantom though, if he agrees, then sure. The more the merrier. Besides, I have this cut I got from a stick when we were traveling, and I think it's getting infected..."
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"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
I've been unable to get a word in edgewise until now. "Wow, thanks for the boots! These will be very useful. And as for another member of our party, sure, the more the merrier! And safer, now that we have a mage. Now then, exactly where were those bandits? We could destroy 50 of 'em, but 300? I think their main problem if there are 300 is how to cook cow/werewolf/human. And I'm also curious about how you got cow in there. I mean, werewolf, I can almost understand, humanoid creatures are easy to get in a bloodline. I have some elf in me. But cow? THAT is something."
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
"oh, about five miles in the opposite direction, thankfully" I state with obvious relief.
"and yeah, I guess we're pretty well-rounded as we now have a mage, an archer, and a tank"
"Yes, we are indeed a team. A weird team, with a reptile mage, a bovine/werewolf swordsman, and an elf/human archer, but hey, it's a team no less."
We are now within 1 mile of the castle. Dalant, I suggest some input as to what we will find there.
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
(out of game: um...I vote that we make up the town, and whything that happens there, who's with me? and, btw, for those who know skyrim, my character is based off of their argonian race)
"wait...does anyone hear that? rustling in the bushes...not good news"
aww heck, I hope dalant didn't die on us... anyways, the man then says to you "not much, I've already sent someone to deliver that message, but I could train you in swordsmanship for about 9 silver coins"
(Sorry for slight inactivity) I put on the armor, and I say to everybody in the party, "Well, you see, my gre- well you get the point, married a cow... and had hideous cow children. End of Story. Moo. Also, thanks for the armor, and also, do you think we should set up camp? It's getting kind of late, but first see what that rustling is.." (AKA Wait for dalant)(Also, Parentheses () are OOC, or Out of Character)
Upon hearing the rustling, I perk up my semi-pointed ears at the same time Idoit points it out.
"Yes, a camp would be good, as soon as we deal with whatever is in the bushes..." I notch an arrow in my bow and point it at the thing in the bushes.
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
"I assume this belongs to one of you two? And would anyone care to explain why your firend is mooing and howling at the same time?" I ask, looking a little annoyed
"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"and yeah, I guess we're pretty well-rounded as we now have a mage, an archer, and a tank"
We are now within 1 mile of the castle. Dalant, I suggest some input as to what we will find there.
"wait...does anyone hear that? rustling in the bushes...not good news"
P.S. I've got fire hands power (see avatar)
aww heck, I hope dalant didn't die on us... anyways, the man then says to you "not much, I've already sent someone to deliver that message, but I could train you in swordsmanship for about 9 silver coins"
current coin count: 1 gold, 9 silver, 2 copper
"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"
"Yes, a camp would be good, as soon as we deal with whatever is in the bushes..." I notch an arrow in my bow and point it at the thing in the bushes.
"Grades don't measure intelligence and age doesn't define maturity"