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Editado por DGC LemanRuss:
10/24/2016 11:48:17 PM
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Wolves Den Tavern (again)
Welcome to the WolvesDen, a watering hole for anyone of the highest nobility to the lowest wretch. Feel free to come have a drink spread some stories and share ideas. This is open to any and all RP characters as well as offtopic personas.
Pets, mounts, and animals of all types are now welcomed
Bartenders/cook[spoiler]Emp[/spoiler]
Security[spoiler]Indy
Techmarine
Bastion[/spoiler]
Animal specialists
[spoiler]Spooky Sandvich[/spoiler]
Arms Dealer
[spoiler]Griz[/spoiler]
English
#Offtopic
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1 Respuesta*Armored Mandalorian marches into the room and sits at the bar, slamming his fist down* "I need a bloody drink." *removes helmet and slams it down with a scowl* "Bloody idiots! They don't know a kriffing thing about tactics. What a bloody waste of good men."
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1 RespuestaAny room around here for an armorer? I've got quite the collection of armor and protective gear.
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9 RespuestasShe entered with a cold swagger. Pulled up a seat at the bar and ordered a fruity drink. Her make up was light, but her attitude was dark. Something was amiss.
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15 RespuestasEditado por Nova Embah: 11/1/2016 1:42:32 AM[i]A Flash of white consumes the room before a man appears.[/i] "Jack Daniels, any kind. Please." [i]He says, leaning on the bar.[/i]
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16 Respuestas*A man with a waffle for a face walks in.* I'll have a pint of syrup and a shotglass of butter, thanks.
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12 RespuestasIs the tavern still open? Haven't seen anyone here in a while. Did I drink myself to sleep under the table again?
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6 RespuestasTHIRSTY THURSDAY LINE EM UP AND KNOCK EM BACK!!!
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2 Respuestas(Ah, another bar. Fun to see this type of thing up again)
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2 RespuestasYo barkeep, got any scotch left?
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4 RespuestasBartender pls
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12 RespuestasA mysterious figure enters the establishment. Covered head to toe in powered carapace armour, the stranger wears red robes over the metal of the armour. It's sheer size and bulk give the figure one head of height over the average person, taking it to around six and a half feet. In their right hand, the person carries an ornate suppression shield, coloured to the same accents as their robes, bearing a large, golden "I" at its center, a symbol of the holy Inquisition. In their right hand, the person carries an equally ornate power sword, whose energetic field make vibrant sparks of Lightning dance upon the blade at random intervals. Upon their forearm, the person has a solid slab that is ended by two cannons; a storm bolter. The armour the person wears is a complex, intricate one. It's ornaments depict it as a mark of honour, weaving golden and red shades in a holy fashion upon the robes, while the neutral, shining gray of the metal reflects the lights around it. Yet, it carries scars of previous battles, featuring dents and marks, which are also visible on the shield. The helmet presents an indecipherable facade, leaving the being underneath it beyond examination. The stranger radiated a calm, holy aura, and that didn't feel invasive. It felt, however, somewhat cold, like a chill of unease would make quiver the hearts and souls of those who were unworthy of gazing upon this being. It wasn't before they moved that the gender of this stranger could be guessed. The way they moved their body as they walked was done in a feminine fashion, with her hips carrying more of a sway. As she got closer to the bar, the slight distinctive featyres on her armour were more visible. The bust was slightly accentuated and the waist was made a bit thinner, with another accentuation of the hips made, perhaps all to best fit the wearer. Around her neck was a lace of holy prayer beads, from which hung a golden Rosarius, laying softly on her bosom. The golden cross bore a red gem, chiseled in the shape of a Fleur-de-lys, the feared and renown symbol of the Holy Ecclesiarchy, and yet another denotation of her gender. She approached the bar in a slow, quiet manner, as if to not draw attention to herself. However, her armour and bearings were already plenty to denote her as a unique character in this sea of patrons.
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2 RespuestasIt seems that every week I am put back in the same place. Time resets. That's why I drink. My enemies always come back alive. So I swig one down on Monday. Then I get this club going up on a Tuesday
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17 RespuestasEditado por Tomahawk5959: 10/25/2016 9:26:21 PMAnybody need a gun? Of course you do! You're in one of the most dangerous areas in the galaxy, do you really want to chance it? Come on come all! Exercise your right to BEAR arms! I've got a gun for all of your needs! Need to blow something up? I've got WMDs that bush can't even dream of! Got a hobo problem? I've got a few nice pistols for ya! I even accept trade! Yes, all weapons and transactions are [u][b]100%[/b][/u] legal! You probably shouldn't go telling lawmen about me though. Or this tavern. Now able to order specialty items! For an increased price, get something nice!
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2 Respuestas*raises glass* Here's to cheating, stealing, flighting, and drinking! If you cheat, may you cheat death! If you steal, may it be someone's heart! If you fight, may it be beside a brother! If you drink, may it be among friends! *takes a swig*
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14 Respuestas*an anthropomorphic arctic fox at the height of 4 ft walks in* I need two gallons of orange soda.
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22 RespuestasBeen a while since I've been around here. This should be a legit online chat thing. Anyway, I'll take a glass of Argonian Blood Wine, a leg of mutton, and a loaded Big Chief Mk. 45. Oh, and do you have OASIS server connection, and if so do you charge for usage?
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2 Respuestas[i]That awkward moment when Ornstein suddenly busts through the ceiling suddenl-[/i] [url=http://example.com][b][i][u]SURPRISE MOTHERFÜCKER BUSTING THROUGH DAT CEILING WAS THA CAPTAIN OF THA MODAFUKIN KNIGHTS O HOLY JEEBUS LORD HIMSELF GWYN, ORNSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIN SOMETHING SOMETHING KICKING ASS N SLEEPING WITH YO MAMA SINCE JESUS WAS BORN MOTHERFÜCKER[/u][/i][/b][/url]
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15 RespuestasEditado por cool cake: 10/25/2016 11:35:58 PM[i][/i]
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3 RespuestasI'll take the strongest bleach you got
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5 RespuestasEditado por Cannon011: 10/25/2016 2:24:06 AMNetra'gal for me. Unless you got tihaar.
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9 RespuestasGot any room for a "legal" arms dealer? I won't blow anything up... I'm not responsible for any injury/death/maiming/fire/explosion/flood/meltings/disintegration/amputation/decapitation caused by any customers or rival arms dealers.
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1 RespuestaBeen a long time since I've been through Bree. I thought this was the Prancing Pony? And where is the innkeeper Butterbur?
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7 RespuestasI'll take 2 cold ones and a 5 pound sack of beans, please.
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2 Respuestas*walks in* *sits at bar* *sits revolver on counter* *removes hat* *sighs* *picks up revolver* *blows brains all over bar and guy sitting next to me*
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3 RespuestasAre outlaws allowed? .. I'm asking for.. a friend..
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2 RespuestasA small rodent hiding in the shadows suddenly leaps to the bar top and shouts "nerf fusion rifles ya fargin skrubs... I'll 1v1 ya all... Dead Orbit forever!" and Blinks into the night.
