Burned in the grass in front of popper's rock

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Burned in the grass in front of popper's rock

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You see burned in the grass near popper's rock WE DEMAND EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER THE LAW signed U.A.L..
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Post by Kell »

Red spraypaint took care of the spelling errors in the slogans of the Redboot Barracks. Across the whitewash, now exagerating stands "everyone".

ooc: sorry, couldn't resist :P
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i think the druids should find these idiots and whup em for damaging the flora outside the shop.... :twisted:
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*Standing before the barracks, Dram gestures wildly and mutters in an arcane tongue. Strange lights flicker and dance around him, and hushed voices can be heard wailing from some undefined place. When the spell comes to an end, everything calms down, and all is as it was before.

Dram orders the guard currently cleaning the wall to instead try and paint a white spot on it. Surprisingly, as the brush touches the wall, streams of pink paint shoot out at the guardsman. Nodding with a most evil grin, he sends the guard to wash his ruined uniform and assigns another nearby guardsman the task of cleaning the rest of the wall, gaining a quick scared glance in return. He then lights his pipe and and walks off towards the Salted Rim.
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Post by Brokk »

Sure, with all the drow living in town why not some living dead also? Why not? Let me think a moment. Oh, that's right - because you're undead! Go dig yourself a nice grave and lie down for a while. Eternal rest will do you good.
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Brokk wrote:Sure, with all the drow living in town why not some living dead also? Why not? Let me think a moment. Oh, that's right - because you're undead! Go dig yourself a nice grave and lie down for a while. Eternal rest will do you good.
drow dont live in town, we're not allowed...... :shock:
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Lukasz wrote:Rather ooc :lol: :

IT'S A TOUGH JOB MANAGING THE REVOLUTION, YOU KNOW? I SHOULD GET ME A SERCETARY.
I don't know about a Secretary, however I can give you a good kick if you like? :twisted:
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Lukasz wrote:*grins broadly*

I CAN DO KINKY STUFF IF YOU'RE INTO IT!

BRING FIVE HUNDRED TO COVER THE ROOM AND WE'RE SET!
*frowns nastily*

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*Stares unnervingly then wanders away*
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*Wanders back quietly behind him unsheathing her rapier, swiping it with accuracy so it produced a paper-like cut across his backside*

Don't think I'm not serious idiot.

*before he could turn around, she push kicks his backside, forcing him to the ground, sheathes her rapier and walks off towards the Inn*
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