Funny moments!

[Dovan]

Ailith says, OOC, 'oh crap theres a lizard in my room making people nuts'
Kesiel says, OOC, '0_0'
Ailith says to Kesiel 'Um..a moment..madam'
You say, OOC, 'That's something you don't hear everyday'
Kesiel says, OOC, 'Gotta be one of the best afk excuses I've heard...'
Briek says, OOC, 'I have to agree there'

[Bellayana]

Funny things you see walking around Waterdeep

Near the Road to Waterdeep
W-Road to Waterde
Groups of travellers, pilgrims, and merchant caravans can be
seen here, gathered around makeshift campfires in the nearby
plains. Some of them await entry in the city, while others look
like they are making the final preparations before they leave
for other cities.
The sky is cloudless and warm and a warm southerly breeze blows.
a sign that reads "STABLE YOUR MOUNTS" has been tacked up here. (perfect)
Alb Terrington is here.
Nervil, a fell pony sits here.

[Vantaniael]

A playroom
E-A neatly kept b S-Children of St.
This room is noisy and filled with the laughter and bustle of children
playing. Toys lay scattered about the room, from a wooden knight with a
pointy lance, to a halfling-sized doll fitted with a mottly of asorted girly
clothes. There is even a child-sized chair in the shape of a goofy, friendly
looking bear, its limbs serving as arm-rests. In the corner, a small shrine
has been set up in an alcove in the wall. The altar is shaped like two pale
hands, outstretched as if in offering, and bound around the wrist in red
leather. On the hands are a few pieces of wax fruit, and a paltry amount of
copper coins. A plaque hangs above the altar.
Ansthen of Ilmater tries to keep the children in line.
A little girl plays with her dolls here.
A bright-eyed boy runs about the room.
A priest of Mask skulks here.

......Would anyone like some candy?

[Jaenoic]

What's worse is when I catch the priest of Cyric in the backyard!

[Mele]

What's worse is when I catch the Daunyelle in the backyard! :roll:

Fixed.

[Jaenoic]

What's worse is when I catch the Daunyelle in the backyard!

Fixed

I would NEVER complain about that.

[Lysha]

Gorwin asks 'Did you enjoy your dance?'
A piece of parchment titled: To:Faria glows briefly.
You make Gorwin say 'I'm....too sexy for my tunic......to sexy for my tunic.....'
You giggle.
You ask Gorwin 'Which dance?'
Gorwin dances to the song in his head a little.
Gorwin blushes at you.
Gorwin says 'The um, never mind'
Gorwin blushes.
You giggle.

[Anya]

Anya tries to free herself 'I think she thinks they're the same thing'.
A coppery skinned female baby stretches, and looks over at you curiously 'What is?'.
You raise an eyebrow.
Arariss says, OOC, 'sigh'
Arariss says, OOC, 'that was meant for me'
Dovan says, OOC, 'Least I'm not the only one!'
Arariss stretches, and looks over at you curiously 'What is?'.
A black-haired female baby tells Arael 'Seriously? Stay in character'.
A black-haired female baby ahems 'Goo?'.
A coppery skinned female baby sticks her tongue out at Elyce.... actually she doesn't, but she babbles 'Aaaaahtah!'.

[Moloch]

An orcish raider exclaims to you 'You be beef!'

Om nom?

[Tyeslan]

This really isn't funny, okay maybe just a little

The twisted one is at it again

Your spectacular failure at scribing onto a blank scroll of fly causes it to burst into flames!
An elegant diamond covered spellpouch ignites and burns!
The contents of an elegant diamond covered spellpouch spill out onto the ground.
A large deep blue leather bag ignites and burns!
The contents of a large deep blue leather bag spill out onto the ground.
A wooden potion case stamped with Mystran runes ignites and burns!
The contents of a wooden potion case stamped with Mystran runes spill out onto the ground.
A sapphire spellpouch embroidered with diamond stars ignites and burns!
The contents of a sapphire spellpouch embroidered with diamond stars spill out onto the ground.
You are enveloped in flames from Tyeslan's fiery breath!
That really did HURT!


Ouch!

[Enig]

Not too long before the explosion mentioned above...

You exclaim to Tyeslan 'I have complete confidence'n you!'

So disappointing!

[Nara]

Zasheir asks you 'Oh, you know the way home, right?'
You say 'not qute'
You ask 'May I have an escort?'
Zasheir says to you 'Sure! I might be able to figure it out.'
Zasheir says to you 'Maaaaaybe.'
Zasheir says to you 'Like, seriously, don't hold your breath.'
You say 'You need to tell me how to fly'
Zasheir glances at you.
You say 'You said there was a way'
You say 'How do we get there'
Zasheir rolls his eyes at you.
Zasheir says to you 'Okay, no worries. I've got this.'
Zasheir starts singing, 'Think of the lucky things you've brought. Any merry little thought!'.
Zasheir keeps going. 'Think of clovers, coins to throw, knock on wood and here we go!'.
Zasheir lifts up into the air. 'Like a griffon in the skyyyy-yyyyyy!'.
You ask 'Like Red underpants?'
You say 'It dosn't seem to be working...'
Zasheir flies a circle around you overhead, shouting, 'You can fly, you can fly, you can fly!'.
You say 'I can't I am thinking of lucky things as hard as I can, but it isn't working...'
Zasheir gazes thoughtfully at you and says 'Hmmm.'
Zasheir floats down closer to you and begins again, 'Soon you'll zoom all around the roooooom. All it takes is faith and trust. But!'.
Zasheir holds up a finger.
Zasheir says to you 'The thing that's a positive must is a little bit of lucky dust.'
You ask 'Lucky dust?'
Zasheir nods sagely. 'The dust is a positive must.'.
Zasheir reaches into his spellpouch and fishes out some lint/dust to sprinkle on you. 'Theeeeere we go.'.
Zasheir zooms right back up into the sky, declaring, 'You can fly, you can fly, you can fly!'.
Nara jups up into the air, and swiftly falls back to the ground.
Zasheir glances at you.
Zasheir appears to be thinking very deeply.
Zasheir snaps his fingers. 'Got it.'.
You ask Zasheir 'am I doing it right?'
Zasheir sings, 'When there's a smile in your heart, there's no better time to start!'.
Zasheir exclaims to you 'It's a very simple plan! You can do what the birdies can! At least it's worth a tryyyy-yyyyy!'
Nara scrunches up her face and appears to be thinking very very hard.
Zasheir zooms high up, shouting again, 'You can fly, you can fly, you can fly, you can fly, you can flyyyyyyy!'.
Zasheir soooooo flies off.
Zasheir flies south.
You yell 'Zash This isn't working!!!'
Zasheir flies in from the south.
Zasheir stares at you.
Zasheir asks you 'What's taking you so long?'
You say 'It isn't working, I think I might be doing something wrong.'
Zasheir gazes thoughtfully at you and says 'Hmmm.'
Zasheir asks you 'You thought the lucky thoughts?'
Nara nods.
Zasheir gazes thoughtfully at you and says 'Hmmm.'
Zasheir says to you 'Happy thoughts, linty dust... I don't get it.'
You ask 'Are you sure that this singing thing acctually works?'
Zasheir glances at you.
Zasheir Hmmmms...
Zasheir says 'Oh yeeeaaaah.'
Zasheir says to you 'I specifically remember now that it DOESN'T work.'
Zasheir rolls his eyes.
Zasheir says 'Sooooo obvious.'
You giggle.
Zasheir begins to chant.
Zasheir utters the words, 'yrl'.
You rise into the currents of air...
Zasheir asks you 'Did THAT one work?'
You smile at him.
You say 'It did indeed'
Zasheir cheers for you.
Zasheir exclaims to you 'Aaaaand we're off!'
You speed up to keep up with Zasheir.
Zasheir flies south.
You follow Zasheir.

[Jaenoic]

Children of St. Jasper of the Rocks
N-A playroom E-Darkness S-Door W-High Road
You enter a small atrium, divided into a front reception area and a classroom
in the back by a half-wall about 4 feet high. A rather neglected looking oak
desk sits before you, but no one is seated behind it. In the back, several
empty school desks have been lined up in rows, though some seem crooked and
out of line or moved over to be closer to another desk. A half-erased
chalkboard spells out the last lesson that was had in this
tiny classroom. A well-placed window gives a view of the backyard from the
school desks, allowing a daydreaming student's mind to wander. You can hear
the sound of children's laughter coming from the north. A plaque is afixed to
the front of the desk.
A druidess of Chauntea worships her goddess here.
The druidess reads a long scroll.
The druidess says to you 'Hmmmm this is a missive from the High Druid of'
The druidess says to you 'Faerdale. He is prepared to train young druids'
The druidess says to you 'and druidesses in making an item of ulitmate power.'
The druidess asks you 'Would you be interested in going to Faerdale?'
You exclaim to the druidess 'Solicitors nae allowed!'
The druidess walks west.

[Melian]

Aubrey asks you 'Do you think you could collect that snowdrift for me?'
Aubrey walks south.
You follow Aubrey.
You say 'Wait.'
Aubrey walks north.
You follow Aubrey.
You bend down and scoop up a handful of snow.
You fashion the handful of snow into a snowball.
You throw the snow ball at Aubrey.
Selveem throws the snowball at Aubrey.
Selveem hits Aubrey square in the face.
Aubrey splutters.
You nod.
You say 'Done.'
Aubrey sighs at you.

[Dapher]

What happens when Cyracists enter the market square!!!

You ask A slender, green-eyed male moon elf 'Want to see how many bears I can kill before you stop me?'
A slender, green-eyed male moon elf looks at Maurdrim.
A slender, green-eyed male moon elf says to you 'Nope.'
Your snarling monster helm roars.
A caravan departs.
You beckon to A red-headded, slender female human, inviting her to follow you.
You say to A red-headded, slender female human 'You can be the judge and count for us'
A red-headded, slender female human says 'Oh, no no. Mister. I dont trust you. Or him for that matter.'
A red-headded, slender female human says 'Not with you going on and on about killing and him just the same. You both seem like bad people.'
a dark green amulet of communication glows briefly as A slender, green-eyed male moon elf activates it.
Maurdrim looks at A red-headded, slender female human.
Falgorn pats his helm and seems to speak to it 'Tis alright, she was not speaking bad about you'.
Maurdrim looks at you.
You say to A red-headded, slender female human 'See what you did? You upset him.'
A red-headded, slender female human says 'Cant say im upset myself about it. He threatend to hunt me down if I was a follower of Talona.'
Maurdrim looks at A slender, green-eyed male moon elf.
Falgorn touches his helm 'I was refering to Toby.'.
A red-headded, slender female human asks 'Who is that?'
A slender, green-eyed male moon elf says 'His pet helmet.'
Falgorn touches his helm 'My helm, Toby.'.
Maurdrim shakes his head in disgust.
Maurdrim walks east.
The night has begun.
A red-headded, slender female human caringes away from you, 'Uh.. sure mister.'.
You say to A red-headded, slender female human 'It even purrs when I shave. It also bites my opponents during a fight if they get too close'
You say to A red-headded, slender female human 'It does not look like you shave.'
A red-headded, slender female human blinks.
A red-headded, slender female human exclaims to you 'That is personal mister. Nothing I should be talking about with you!'
A slender, green-eyed male moon elf says to you 'What I need is a pet wyvern. That'll teach your helmet to behave. And you as well, most likely.'

[Dapher]

Falgorn is standing in the middle of the bridge, stopping all travelers.'.
Victoria walks in from the west, followed by a large group.
Victoria walks northeast, followed by a large group.
You say 'Halt'
Falgorn facepalms.

Falgorn has got to be the worst road block ever. I guess there will never be another Grafghur *sigh*

[Melian]

Peverell walks in from the west.
The guard bows before Peverell.
Peverell drags the corpse of a halfelf in from the west.
Peverell clears his throat loudly.
Peverell says 'Don't mind me'
Peverell drags the corpse of a halfelf north.
Peverell walks north.

[Tyeslan]

Ophira is trying to look at a ring, and got more than she imagined:

a mithril ring set with a golden coin-shaped sunstone (perfect)
The first noticeable aspect of this being would be his height, standing at
six and a half feet tall. His hair is silvery-white, grown a bit past his
shoulders and cut cleanly, neatly into layers. His skin is a dark, bronze,
sun-kissed tan with a smooth healthy texture. Piercing is the only way to
describe his bright golden eyes, with barely any pupil visible. His lips are
full, tinged a lighter brown color than his skin pigment. He has a boyishly,
clean-shaven face, making him appear very young. His shoulders are generous,
appearing muscular, but almost feminine. He is well-toned, with a flat
abdomen and thin, taut muscular arms. Long, defined legs carry him in a
graceful, proud manner. He is soft of voice, but it is a pleasant, deep tone.

A sun-kissed, golden-eyed male aasimar is in perfect health.
A sun-kissed, golden-eyed male aasimar is using:
<worn on finger> a bright silver ring (perfect)
<worn on finger> a city watch corporals ring (perfect)
<worn on ears> shiny silver earrings (perfect)
<worn around face> golden lionshead grotesque visor with brass gilding (perfect)
<worn around neck> polished gorget with a laminate neck (perfect)
<worn on neck> a steel chainmail aventail (perfect)
<worn as symbol> (Glowing) a pendant shaped like an open-handed gauntlet (perfect)
<worn on body> a gold and white breastplate (perfect)
<worn on head> a polished silver helm with a lion's head crest (perfect)
<worn on legs> polished engraved silver cuisses (perfect)
<worn on feet> a pair of golden rowel spurs (perfect)
<worn on feet> polished engraved silver sabatons (perfect)
<worn on hands> gauntlets enscribed with the penance of duty (perfect)
<worn on arms> a pair of polished besagews (perfect)
<worn on arms> polished silver rerebraces (perfect)
<worn about waist> a polished engraved silver fauld (perfect)
<worn around wrist> a polished engraved silver vambrace (perfect)
<left hand> a silver shield that shines like a mirror (perfect)
<worn on belt> a fine silk silvery spellpouch (perfect)
<worn on belt> a silver-banded scabbard (perfect)
<worn on belt> a silvery silk sack (perfect)
It can be picked up, worn on the finger.
It cannot be worn with any other armour.
It is medium in size.

[Nysan]

Haha, my mithril rings of spam claim another victim!

[Melian]

Ummm....


The bells toll noon.
bong BONG bong BONG bong BONG bong BONG bong BONG bong BONG!
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.
A pallbearer slams himself into the wall.
A mourner slams herself into the wall.