Drinin
11-26-2004, 03:48 PM
Was out hunting with a rogue friend of mine while I was on my cleric and somehow we got to the topic of bards.
You say, "Everyone hates bards."
s>say I don't understand why.
You say, "I don't understand why."
s>
Guanthur says, "Yes."
s>say We're a fun class to play.
You say, "We're a fun class to play."
s>
Guanthur says, "Look you're finally realising stuff about bards."
s>say I think everyone has this stereotype.
You say, "I think everyone has this stereotype."
s>
You feel more refreshed.
s>say That bards are somehow flaming homosexuals or something.
You say, "That bards are somehow flaming homosexuals or something."
s>
Guanthur says, "Let me explain bards to you."
s>chort
You chortle.
s>say Please do.
You say, "Please do."
s>
You do not feel drained anymore.
s>l
[Hammer Table]
While the tables are spaced far enough apart to ensure some measure of privacy, they stand in the center of the skylit atrium. Like all of the tables in the room, this one is round and spacious, its heavy cast iron base supporting a carved black marble top. Set at an angle into the stone is a black steel plate inset with five white starstones in the shape of a "T."
Also here: Guanthur who is sitting
Obvious exits: out
s>l guan
You see Guanthur Thurenfal the Prowler.
He appears to be a Human.
He appears to be very young and tall. He has blue-grey eyes and fair skin. He has short, dark blonde hair. He has an unshaven face.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a serpentine amethyst ring, a crystal amulet, a krodera-edged human armband, some shadowy black leather boots, some pitch black gloves, a burlap sack, a voluminous black stalking cloak, a dark leather locksmith's toolkit, a blue black glaesine orb, some matte black banded mail, some crossed black leather back-sheaths, a crystal amulet, and a crystal amulet.
s>
Guanthur says, "People see bards as spandex fluffy frilly leg and arm wearing flamos, that play a guitar, but its not electric, and its not classical, really its a tree stump with strings."
s>
You feel more refreshed.
s>chort
You chortle.
s>
You feel at full magical power again.
s>say That's fucking hilarious.
You say, "That's fucking hilarious."
s>say I would use that as my profile quote, but I would get in trouble.
Guanthur says, "And they sing when they fight, people don't sing, they scream yell, etc, not sing like they had been stabbed in the biggs."
s>
You say, "I would use that as my profile quote, but I would get in trouble."
s>
s>inc 303
You raise your hand while murmuring a soft orison, focusing on the Prayer of Protection spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A pure white aura sparkles around you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
s>
Guanthur says, "Singing spells is how shall i say lame."
. . . and now we know why barely anyone plays bards.
[Edited on 11-27-2004 by HarmNone]
You say, "Everyone hates bards."
s>say I don't understand why.
You say, "I don't understand why."
s>
Guanthur says, "Yes."
s>say We're a fun class to play.
You say, "We're a fun class to play."
s>
Guanthur says, "Look you're finally realising stuff about bards."
s>say I think everyone has this stereotype.
You say, "I think everyone has this stereotype."
s>
You feel more refreshed.
s>say That bards are somehow flaming homosexuals or something.
You say, "That bards are somehow flaming homosexuals or something."
s>
Guanthur says, "Let me explain bards to you."
s>chort
You chortle.
s>say Please do.
You say, "Please do."
s>
You do not feel drained anymore.
s>l
[Hammer Table]
While the tables are spaced far enough apart to ensure some measure of privacy, they stand in the center of the skylit atrium. Like all of the tables in the room, this one is round and spacious, its heavy cast iron base supporting a carved black marble top. Set at an angle into the stone is a black steel plate inset with five white starstones in the shape of a "T."
Also here: Guanthur who is sitting
Obvious exits: out
s>l guan
You see Guanthur Thurenfal the Prowler.
He appears to be a Human.
He appears to be very young and tall. He has blue-grey eyes and fair skin. He has short, dark blonde hair. He has an unshaven face.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a serpentine amethyst ring, a crystal amulet, a krodera-edged human armband, some shadowy black leather boots, some pitch black gloves, a burlap sack, a voluminous black stalking cloak, a dark leather locksmith's toolkit, a blue black glaesine orb, some matte black banded mail, some crossed black leather back-sheaths, a crystal amulet, and a crystal amulet.
s>
Guanthur says, "People see bards as spandex fluffy frilly leg and arm wearing flamos, that play a guitar, but its not electric, and its not classical, really its a tree stump with strings."
s>
You feel more refreshed.
s>chort
You chortle.
s>
You feel at full magical power again.
s>say That's fucking hilarious.
You say, "That's fucking hilarious."
s>say I would use that as my profile quote, but I would get in trouble.
Guanthur says, "And they sing when they fight, people don't sing, they scream yell, etc, not sing like they had been stabbed in the biggs."
s>
You say, "I would use that as my profile quote, but I would get in trouble."
s>
s>inc 303
You raise your hand while murmuring a soft orison, focusing on the Prayer of Protection spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A pure white aura sparkles around you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
s>
Guanthur says, "Singing spells is how shall i say lame."
. . . and now we know why barely anyone plays bards.
[Edited on 11-27-2004 by HarmNone]