Fantasy Seiunita OOC

[BubbleButt]

Fucken lizardman.

Lizards drink?

 

[Nogoodname]

So I have a question for anyone who cares:

When I had originally created B'eshkur, it was to make a simple soldier figure who wasn't much of a contribution and more of a change of perspective, but seeing as the water kingdom doesn't entirely operate like that anymore, I was thinking of changing him out for a drunken bard. Thoughts?

Sounds like a fun idea!

 

[The Faceless King]

The Hoplite.

Lizards drink?

Well, yeah. But I'm thinking of stepping away from the whole lizardfolk thing. It will be something I revisite, but for now I have a very cool idea for a character.

 

[BubbleButt]

Sounds like a fun idea!

I don't know, seems weird to have a lizard who's capable of getting intoxicated.

 

[Nogoodname]

The Hoplite.

Well, yeah. But I'm thinking of stepping away from the whole lizardfolk thing. It will be something I revisite, but for now I have a very cool idea for a character.

Go for it! This RP is very lacking in bards anyways.

 

[The Faceless King]

I don't know, seems weird to have a lizard who's capable of getting intoxicated.

The lizardfolk brew their own alcohol. It's very strong. Most humans can't stomach it.

Go for it! This RP is very lacking in bards anyways.

Alright! I'm gonna have to try and write more songs.

I have one that I wrote a long ass time ago that I used for an older RP that I think would work well as a song about Elysium.

 

[Nogoodname]

The lizardfolk brew their own alcohol. It's very strong. Most humans can't stomach it.

Alright! I'm gonna have to try and write more songs.

I have one that I wrote a long ass time ago that I used for an older RP that I think would work well as a song about Elysium.

Ooh! Can't wait to read it!

 

[The Faceless King]

Ooh! Can't wait to read it!

I mean, it's pretty old, you can read it right now.

Spoiler: Jackals in the house of god

The church in the mountains, like a purse stuffed with gold,
is surrounded by the hungry, the infirm, and old.
And though they make show of sweeping scraps from their table,
they stick it to the poor every chance that they're able.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

So me and this drifter broke in there for funds.
We made out with the coffers as the clergy sat stunned.
I said, "This mansion was built on the backs of the poor,
so just pray for our souls as you lie on the floor."

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest pulled a dagger as we ran out the door.
I felt the blade rip through me and I fell to the floor.
My partner stopped to help and was stabbed several times.
The money fell in the pool of blood, guts and grime.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest took to his knees, like a man meant to pray.
His vestments soaking up gore, his beady eyes glazed.
But he wasn't giving last rites to my friend growing cold.
The guards swarmed around me as he clawed for his gold.

Flip their tables, burn their notes,
let's string 'em up and slit their throats.

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

Jackals in the house of God.

It's supposed to basically be a big middle finger to any church system, and seeing as Elysium is all about their religion, this could easily be a song sung by bitter people who have had a bad experience with the church.

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

I mean, it's pretty old, you can read it right now.

Spoiler: Jackals in the house of god

The church in the mountains, like a purse stuffed with gold,
is surrounded by the hungry, the infirm, and old.
And though they make show of sweeping scraps from their table,
they stick it to the poor every chance that they're able.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

So me and this drifter broke in there for funds.
We made out with the coffers as the clergy sat stunned.
I said, "This mansion was built on the backs of the poor,
so just pray for our souls as you lie on the floor."

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest pulled a dagger as we ran out the door.
I felt the blade rip through me and I fell to the floor.
My partner stopped to help and was stabbed several times.
The money fell in the pool of blood, guts and grime.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest took to his knees, like a man meant to pray.
His vestments soaking up gore, his beady eyes glazed.
But he wasn't giving last rites to my friend growing cold.
The guards swarmed around me as he clawed for his gold.

Flip their tables, burn their notes,
let's string 'em up and slit their throats.

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

Jackals in the house of God.

It's supposed to basically be a big middle finger to any church system, and seeing as Elysium is all about their religion, this could easily be a song sung by bitter people who have had a bad experience with the church.

Or as a sick shanty sung by Connor's crew as they sail to port.

 

[Nogoodname]

I mean, it's pretty old, you can read it right now.

Spoiler: Jackals in the house of god

The church in the mountains, like a purse stuffed with gold,
is surrounded by the hungry, the infirm, and old.
And though they make show of sweeping scraps from their table,
they stick it to the poor every chance that they're able.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

So me and this drifter broke in there for funds.
We made out with the coffers as the clergy sat stunned.
I said, "This mansion was built on the backs of the poor,
so just pray for our souls as you lie on the floor."

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest pulled a dagger as we ran out the door.
I felt the blade rip through me and I fell to the floor.
My partner stopped to help and was stabbed several times.
The money fell in the pool of blood, guts and grime.

There's lenders in the temple; jackals in the house of God.

The priest took to his knees, like a man meant to pray.
His vestments soaking up gore, his beady eyes glazed.
But he wasn't giving last rites to my friend growing cold.
The guards swarmed around me as he clawed for his gold.

Flip their tables, burn their notes,
let's string 'em up and slit their throats.

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

There's lenders in the temple...

Jackals in the house of God.

It's supposed to basically be a big middle finger to any church system, and seeing as Elysium is all about their religion, this could easily be a song sung by bitter people who have had a bad experience with the church.

Geez, you must have a lot of experience writing music.

 

[The Faceless King]

Or as a sick shanty sung by Connor's crew as they sail to port.

Sure man, whatever you want. It's written by a character who's name I have yet to decide upon, so make sure to give him credit. Any way, I should focus on Rolen's post now. Just this bleedin' headache of mine...

Geez, you must have a lot of experience writing music.

Not really actually. I used to write poetry though, and if you think about it, poetry is just a song written by somebody who can't sing.

 

[Nogoodname]

Sure man, whatever you want. It's written by a character who's name I have yet to decide upon, so make sure to give him credit. Any way, I should focus on Rolen's post now. Just this bleedin' headache of mine...

Not really actually. I used to write poetry though, and if you think about it, poetry is just a song written by somebody who can't sing.

makes sense, either way it's really cool!

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Sure man, whatever you want. It's written by a character who's name I have yet to decide upon, so make sure to give him credit. Any way, I should focus on Rolen's post now. Just this bleedin' headache of mine...

Not really actually. I used to write poetry though, and if you think about it, poetry is just a song written by somebody who can't sing.

True true

 

[Nogoodname]

True true

Q: How prominent is gambling in the water kingdom?

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Q: How prominent is gambling in the water kingdom?

It exists but seeing as how the WK is a mercenary nation with profit in mind, they see it as wasteful.

Not that it stops people from betting other things. Usually Tempest grenades or looted weapons.

 

[Nogoodname]

It exists but seeing as how the WK is a mercenary nation with profit in mind, they see it as wasteful.

Not that it stops people from betting other things. Usually Tempest grenades or looted weapons.

Oke, thanks.

 

[Historical Storyteller]

HYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I'm back... for now then I have to go to class again.

 

[Elephantom]

HYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I'm back... for now then I have to go to class again.

Hallo, Hoys.

 

[Historical Storyteller]

Hallo, Hoys.

What I can't believe is that you've managed to cook up a post in such a short amount of time! It takes forever for me to get one up.

 

[Historical Storyteller]

Hallo, Hoys.

ELEPH, INTERNET TOOK ME AWAY BUT I'M BACK.

 

[Elephantom]

What I can't believe is that you've managed to cook up a post in such a short amount of time! It takes forever for me to get one up.

ELEPH, INTERNET TOOK ME AWAY BUT I'M BACK.

YOU'RE ALIVR!?!?!??! $$$

 

[Historical Storyteller]

YOU'RE ALIVR!?!?!??! $$$

Nah, in the next few minutes I'll have to attend my PE class.

 

[Elephantom]

Nah, in the next few minutes I'll have to attend my PE class.

Oh.

Well, good luck, Heis. We had a good time, whatever time we had. I'll pray for your death to be as quick and painless as possible.

 

[Historical Storyteller]

Oh.

Well, good luck, Heis. We had a good time, whatever time we had. I'll pray for your death to be as quick and painless as possible.

Its too late, Eleph, in the inside I die every day. And nothing can deliver me from this agonizing fate other than me entering the gates of paradise filled with untold riches and nubile women. But for now, I have to suffer as a slave of society, expected to obey the rules of our masters and ruled by the powerful forces that run this world...

 

[Elephantom]

Its too late, Eleph, in the inside I die every day. And nothing can deliver me from this agonizing fate other than me entering the gates of paradise filled with untold riches and nubile women. But for now, I have to suffer as a slave of society, expected to obey the rules of our masters and ruled by the powerful forces that run this world...

No, I meant surviving PE, which, I believe, stands for PHYSICAL EROSION.