Geas

So has anyone else seen the jolly ancient elf wandering around elvandar forest? Because that's been cracking me up.

Man! I had a funny exchange with someone (male Tshahark) but I can't remember his name however, we'll just assume his name is G for this (I think it started with g )

a male tshahark storms in from south.
you say in Common: Hello. Is something troubling you?
the male tshahark looks at you.
the male tshahark says in Common: G wants food.
you say in common: Well, I don't really have any food on me at the moment...
the male tshahark says in Common: G likes boar best.
the male tshahark says in Common: G gives treasure for food.
the male tshahark looks in his backpack.
the male tshahark takes a simple leather bag from his backpack.
the male tshahark looks in the simple leather bag.
the male tshahark says in Common: G has been robbed!
you say in Common: Well that's not good.
you frown.
the male tshahark says in Common: G no share treasure!
you say in Common: Fusha wouldn't share treasure either.
the male tshahark say in Common: What is Fusha?
you say in Common: forgive my rudeness.
you introduce yourself as: Fusha
the male tshahark says: G likes to keep his name secret!

Hope you get it! It was funny to me.

// Don't remember when this here happened exactly.

Lili[half-elf] yells in Common: I walked through the city some, didn't see
any tracks of anything fishy.. but I'm not so good at it, - I wanted to help
though
Dax[elf] says in Common: Walking away was out of the question
You ask Lili[half-elf] in Common: Fish tracks?
Lili[half-elf] tells you in Common: Silly.
Dax[elf] says in Common: I tracked a fish once
Dax[elf] nods firmly.
Dax[elf] says in Common: Very difficult, hard to see tracks in the river
You nod understandingly to Dax[elf].

// 10.09.2011

Taisiya[human] burps.
You tell Jangle[halfling] in Common: Jangle!
Eluriel[elf] shakes her head slowly.
Jangle[halfling] slurs in Common: whad!
Jangle[halfling] doubles over and pukes.
Jangle[halfling] looks at you.
Taisiya[human] slurs in Common: ewww!
Eluriel[elf] wrinkles her nose.
You tell Jangle[halfling] in Common: If you are drunk, who is going to want to go to the tigress?
You tell Jangle[halfling] in Common: With you!
Taisiya[human] burps.
Jangle[halfling] burps.
Jangle[halfling] shrugs hekpleslly.
Yngwe[human] walks in from west.
Taisiya[human] walks drunkenly over to the elegant bay female horse and nuzzles against her.
Yngwe[human] walks out south.
Jangle[halfling] slurs in Common: dond know
<OOC>: Eluriel[elf]: He emotes drunkenly too
Taisiya[human] burps.
<OOC>: Jangle[halfling]: shhh
Taisiya[human] doubles over and pukes.
Jangle[halfling] doubles over and pukes.

// The comment was spot on though.

I had just captured to ogres for sacrifice when ...

Dark clouds seem to touch the ground. Streaks of lightning uncomfortably
strike down at all sides!

Suddenly The greedy greasy-haired male ogre is hit by a lightning bolt!
The greedy greasy-haired male ogre died.

Suddenly The aggressive greedy male ogre is hit by a lightning bolt!
The aggressive greedy male ogre died.

So quick as it began, it ended again.

You curse.

Lol. Asral does not approve of sacrificing ogres?

The white bearded old male half-elf yells in Common: Welcome to the
Arborea Library. Please be quiet here.

Ghalt asks Bearg in Common: you're a good hunter then?
Bearg grunts loudly in Common: Bearg good hunting boar.
Bearg nods seriously.
You ask in Common: Hunt anything else?
Bearg tries to look thoughtful.
Bearg grunts loudly in Common: Bearg lovezss to fight... Bearg huntzss
what wantzss to fight Bearg...
You nod thoughtfully.
Ghalt ponders the situation.
Bearg smiles at you somewhat shyly, revealing plenty of sharp, yellow
teeth that way.
Ghalt tells Bearg in Common: I don't want to fight you, in case that's
ever in doubt.
Bearg growls.
Ghalt yells in Common: just making sure that's known.
Bearg grunts loudly in Common: Bearg hearzss you want fight Bearg!
Bearg stands up.
Bearg grunts loudly in Common: Bearg ready!
Bearg wields a flamberge in his right hand and left hand.
You grin slightly.
Bearg looks at Ghalt.
Ghalt goes hmmmm.
Bearg's tail twitches playfully.
Ghalt looks down at his drum in hand.
Ghalt looks at Bearg's flamberge.
Bearg stares at Ghalt's drum curiously.
Ghalt yells in Common: I'm not quite sure this is an even matchup.


Tanriel talks quietly in Common: I can't decide what to write about for
masterscribe ... the masterscribe test...
You ask in Common: Oh, are you close to becoming one?
Tanriel goes hmmmm.
Tanriel tries to look thoughtful.
Tanriel talks quietly in Common: I still lack some requirements... two
fonts and the language magik.
You nod.
Tanriel goes hmmmm.
Tanriel talks quietly in Common: But it took me a long time to finish
my book about hunting poems.
Tanriel talks quietly in Common: So I suppose another book may take a
few years ...
Tanriel frustratedly twiddles his thumbs.
You nod.
Tanriel talks quietly in Common: I also am not allowed to write about
squirrels... several masterscribes have made that clear.
You smile slightly.


You say in Common: Oh, and there were two scrags on the bridge in the
Amward.
Ram grins.
Ghalt yells in Common: oh yes
Ram hisses in Common: hoizss
Ghalt yells in Common: they're still there
Ghalt yells in Common: I assure you
Ram ponders the situation.
Ghalt yells in Common: And they can throw a half elf quite some
distance.


You ask in Quenya: Has anyone seen... oh, who was it... Jangle?
Lately?
Ghalt goes hmmmm.
Ghalt shakes his head in disagreement.
Ghalt yells in Common: not I, but I've been sparse myself.
You nod.
Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: Since I'm not particularly...
Archbishop-esque... and no, I don't recall if I've ever met a "Jangle".
Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: Is it someone's dog?
You say in Quenya: I think it was he who was looking to make an
expedition to the arctic.
Ghalt scowls.
You say in Quenya: No, a halfling.
You grin.
Ghalt yells in Common: He's a good natured halfling fellow
Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: Of course... a halfling.
Rudolpho gestures vaguely.
Ghalt ponders the situation.
Ghalt yells in Common: I suppose they do take... interesting names,
sometimes.
You nod.
You say in Quenya: I met a Zip not too long ago.
Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: Jangle... Fido... Mister
Whiskers.
Rudolpho gestures vaguely.


Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: But otherwise, I've interpreted her
as a deity of enjoyment... even if her shrine isn't a den of debauchery and
orgiasts.
You snicker.
You ask in Quenya: It's not?
Rudolpho calmly remarks in Quenya: Not unless they're hiding it all
from me.
Rudolpho peers intently.
You grin.


Ghalt yells in Common: I'm a bit new to the proper care and maintenance
of giant spiders, unfortunately.


Grievs says in Quenya: ... man, people would see me with a Mithril bow
and all... "what a poor use of mithril... he must be LOADED!".


Grievs says in Common: Anyway... got some skulls to toss. You look
nice.
Grievs winks at Lachtli.
You say in Common: Skulls to toss...
Lachtli tries to look thoughtful.
Grievs says in Common: You too Eluriel.
You snicker.
Grievs smirks.
Grievs gracefully leaves east.
Lachtli scratches his head.
You grin slightly.
Lachtli straightens his beard a little bit, proudly.


Rhavaniel asks you in Common: You are an alchemist I take it? Since
he asked about making potions... You both do interesting things
Rhavaniel nods thoughtfully.
You nod to Rhavaniel.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: The unfortunate thing about
interesting things is how marginally interesting it is to attain any amount
of skill with them.
Lachtli grins slightly.
You snicker.
You say in Common: Research is rather tedious.
Lachtli nods seriously.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: And, sometimes, a little dangerous. I
was working on a little piece of my own research lately...
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: And had a small success...which
consisted of knocking myself well unconcious for a few minutes.
Lachtli smirks.
Hmmmmm.
Rhavaniel chuckles slightly.
You say in Common: I suppose you could call that a success.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Well, it was better than no
result.
Lachtli nods.
You grin.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: I proudly recreated it for my wife to
observe. I don't think she was very impressed...
Rhavaniel laughs softly.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: In any case, I am going to proceed
with more study on it before I go around invoking it again.
Lachtli grins.
You nod.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: She told me to not quit my day
job.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Which, unfortunately...this is.
You ask in Common: Which is?
Rhavaniel laughs.
You snicker softly.
Lachtli chuckles.


Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: I need some kind of faithful and
hardworking underling...
Lachtli grumbles slightly.
You grin.
Lachtli winks.
You ask in Common: Don't you have apprentice scribes?
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: None of my students so far have been
interested in slav---err...servitude.
You snicker softly.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Unfortunately it would be somewhat
irresponsible to be sending my apprentice scribes off into the Tundra to be
hunting oxen.
Lachtli chuckles.
You nod.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Morals always get in the way of
personal gain at the expense of others.
Lachtli snaps his fingers.
You snicker.


Grievs says in Common: And now... I'm off.
Lachtli tips his wide-brimmed deep-crimson hat to Grievs.
Ironbeard looks at you.
Ironbeard quietly mutters in Common: as ahm ah
Grievs says in Common: You're pretty...
Ironbeard stands up.
Lachtli tips his wide-brimmed deep-crimson hat to Ironbeard.
Ironbeard quietly mutters in Common: ahm flatterad
Ironbeard grins at Grievs.
You say in Common: He meant Lachtli.
You nod.
Lachtli goes hmmmm.
Ironbeard quietly mutters in Common: but save yer words fer da ladies
grives
Grievs nods.
Lachtli tells Grievs in Common: I am flattered.
Lachtli stands up.
Grievs says in Common: ... but you're pretty too.
Lachtli bows to Grievs removing his hat and dipping with a flourish.
Lachtli sits cross-legged on the ground.


Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Urlyth is fond enough of me as it is.
If she had any more fondness, I might actually die.
Ironbeard grins at Lachtli.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: She's far stronger than I am, and
doesn't know it.
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: Which is dangerous.
Lachtli grins.
You grin.
Ironbeard smiles.


You travel a short distance east.
It's Night.
The market place is the heart of Arborea, where merchants from all over the
continent can offer their wares for sale and exchange gossip and news with
customers and competitors alike. To the northern side of the place, a large
two-story building has a sign mounted to the wall above the entrance, while
roads start to the east, south and west. In the center of the market, a
large fountain offers a cool drink to the thirsty travelers, and next to it
a manhole leads down into the sewers.
There are four obvious exits: north, east[r], south[r], west[r].
Grievs, Kruhm, Volog is resting here and Vuur is resting here.
Volog tells you in Common: Hey there! Heard the latest rumours?
You nod politely.
Vuur smiles at you.
Vuur says in Common: Hello.
Grievs says in Common: Wow... glad I put that robe on.
You say in Common: Greetings.
Grievs waves in your direction.
Hmmmmm.
Grievs is a cold-faced wild-eyed male elf.
He has scars on his left cheek and right cheek.
He has red eyes.
He has normal long black hair.
He is tall and lean for an elf.
He looks wonderful.
He is in good shape.
He is very alert.
He is wearing a black robe.
Vuur grins.
Grievs smiles at you.


Vuur tells Grievs in Common: Have I told you that there was this person
who thought your name sounded sad?
Vuur goes hmmmm.
Grievs says in Common: What kind of madness... ?
Vuur grins.
Grievs says in Common: I'm not sad... I don't think so.
Kruhm grumpily mumbles in Common: It does.
Kruhm grumpily mumbles in Common: He grievs alot
Vuur laughs.
Kruhm grumpily mumbles in Common: From dieing.
Kruhm laughs.
Vuur agrees.
Kruhm falls back.
You snicker softly.
Rhavaniel chuckles.
Kruhm grumpily mumbles in Common: Joke.


Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: I'd like to point out...
Lachtli remarks evenly in Common: That Eluriel is an upstanding
person.
Vuur nods happily.
You smile.
Vuur says in Quenya: She has been standing for hours.

While Bearg was rather traumatized and Arsicas was a bit put out, I the player found this hilarious.

http://wiki.geas.de/bin/view/Main/BeargLosesAnEar
In which Delmon cuts off Bearg's ear and we attempt to mend it.

Also, yes, it is Bearg who refuses to give his name:

Delmon whispers in Common: who are you two?
Bearg is sharpening his flamberge.
Bearg grunts loudly in Common: Bearg not revealzss name.
Bearg is sharpening his flamberge.
Bearg nods seriously.

Wize.




>The wise-looking green-skinned male goblin wakes up.
The wise-looking green-skinned male goblin ponderz the zituation wizely.
The wise-looking green-skinned male goblin falls unconscious.

Luminier seems disturbed by recent law changes? Haha


A huge oak desk stands on a podest at the back of this room and a high
chair behind and three small chairs a bit lower in front of the podest
offer a comfortable seat for the judge and visitors. High candle holders
with candles attached to them stand left and right of the desk. At the
northern wall a large shelf holds some heavy tomes.
There is one obvious exit: west.
A heavy desk, a huge iron chest, a large board, a large steel safe and a
voluminous tome (chained to a wooden counter).
Lea.
> You get a bad feeling about this place. It's not good but it's also not of
an evil you know. Maybe you should leave...
hmm
Hmmmmm.

What Crusader worth his salt wouldn't get a sense of overwhelming evil while in the Arborean courthouse?

Skragna would likely be trying to burn the place down. Then again, they consider him a beast, so... eh.

You ask Arsicas[half-elf] in Common: Ya ain't no lady, s'ya?
Arsicas[half-elf] suddenly smiles broadly.
Arsicas[half-elf] smiles slightly.
Arsicas[half-elf] shakes his head in disagreement.
You grumble hoarsely in Common: Why ya ridin' a lady's horse?
Arsicas[half-elf] speaks softly in Common: It is a fine horse.
You grumble hoarsely in Common: Fine for a lady.
Arsicas[half-elf] pats the elegant grey male horse on the head.
You emote: Matusalem flails his arms about.
Arsicas[half-elf] looks somewhat inattentive.
Luminier[human] grins.
You grumble hoarsely in Common: S'no'un know what a palfrey's no more?
You emote: Matusalem grunts.
You grumble hoarsely in Common: Palfrey... s'lady horses.
Arsicas[half-elf] has a dazed expression.
Luminier[human] looks at the elegant grey male horse.
Arsicas[half-elf] seems oddly distracted.
Arsicas[half-elf] asks in Common: What would be a proper manly horse
then?
Luminier[human] says deeply and quietly in Common: Unicorn
You grumble hoarsely in Common: Pony.
Luminier[human] smiles amusedly.
Arsicas[half-elf] smiles slightly.

Post Script: And of course nothing is the height of masculinity in the horse world than of course the rare unicorn-pony.

While trying to find a picture of the elusive unicorn-pony, I instead came across this picture of Luminier:

Matusalem... what do you think of this unicorn-pony?

Isn't that from the little girl's show about ponies?

We have it on record that Skragna is an unapologetic "brony".

Eeyup.
I am, in fact, and I don't mind people knowing. It's a really good show!

Yeah, but what the heck happened to My Little Ponies? They look like they were crossbred with the Powerpuff Girls...