Bobmuhthol
07-07-2003, 12:08 PM
I was hunting Krolvin, finished my hunt, was amazingly injured, then went into Frith's to relax. The booth was free, so I jumped right in. At that point I managed to have a conversation with myself. I think using two tones and calling one Bob and the other Bobmuhthol was pretty roleplayed. Too bad no one was with me to see it.
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[Frith's Inn, A Private Booth]
Obvious exits: out
>'Ah, a cozy booth, just for me.
You stupidly say, "Ah, a cozy booth, just for me."
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You deftly twirl your rolaren toporok around your finger and stuff it in your leather weapons harness.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
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You feel less drained.
You sling a dwarven steel defender shield over your shoulder.
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You stupidly ask, "What a hunt. Those krolvin put up a fight, eh, Bobmuhthol?"
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You tiredly say, "Yes, yes they do."
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You stupidly say, "I sure hope we rid the lands of them, causing a great peace."
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You feel less drained.
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You tiredly say, "If you say so, but I don't think that will happen anytime soon."
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You stupidly exclaim, "What are you talking about, Bobmuhthol? Of course it will happen you fool!"
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You tiredly say, "I still don't believe you, Bob. You just can't persuade me like that."
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You stupidly say, "I can and I will."
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You tiredly say, "I doubt that."
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You stupidly say, "I don't."
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You feel less drained.
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You tiredly ask, "Would you like to settle this with a match of strength?"
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You stupidly say, "Yes, yes I would."
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You tiredly say, "Then it's settled. First to be punched in the head loses."
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You stupidly say, "It's a done deal."
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Okay, you punch yourself in the side of the head. Feel better?
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You stupidly exclaim, "I won!"
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You tiredly exclaim, "No, I won!"
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You stupidly say, "I believe you're mistaken, Bobmuhthol."
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You tiredly say, "I don't believe so, Bob."
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You feel less drained.
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You stupidly say, "Damn, Bobmuhthol, some ale-soaked wench is calling me."
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You tiredly say, "That's too bad, Bob. It's just too bad."
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You stupidly say, "I hear you, buddy."
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You tiredly say, "Goodbye."
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You stupidly exclaim, "Bye!"
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[Frith's Inn, Main Saloon]
You notice a cozy booth and some swinging doors.
Obvious exits: north
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[Frith's Inn, A Private Booth]
Obvious exits: out
>'Ah, a cozy booth, just for me.
You stupidly say, "Ah, a cozy booth, just for me."
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You deftly twirl your rolaren toporok around your finger and stuff it in your leather weapons harness.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
>
You feel less drained.
You sling a dwarven steel defender shield over your shoulder.
>
You stupidly ask, "What a hunt. Those krolvin put up a fight, eh, Bobmuhthol?"
>
You tiredly say, "Yes, yes they do."
>
You stupidly say, "I sure hope we rid the lands of them, causing a great peace."
>
You feel less drained.
>
You tiredly say, "If you say so, but I don't think that will happen anytime soon."
>
You stupidly exclaim, "What are you talking about, Bobmuhthol? Of course it will happen you fool!"
>
You tiredly say, "I still don't believe you, Bob. You just can't persuade me like that."
>
You stupidly say, "I can and I will."
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You tiredly say, "I doubt that."
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You stupidly say, "I don't."
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You feel less drained.
>
You tiredly ask, "Would you like to settle this with a match of strength?"
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You stupidly say, "Yes, yes I would."
>
You tiredly say, "Then it's settled. First to be punched in the head loses."
>
You stupidly say, "It's a done deal."
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Okay, you punch yourself in the side of the head. Feel better?
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You stupidly exclaim, "I won!"
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You tiredly exclaim, "No, I won!"
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You stupidly say, "I believe you're mistaken, Bobmuhthol."
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You tiredly say, "I don't believe so, Bob."
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You feel less drained.
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You stupidly say, "Damn, Bobmuhthol, some ale-soaked wench is calling me."
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You tiredly say, "That's too bad, Bob. It's just too bad."
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You stupidly say, "I hear you, buddy."
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You tiredly say, "Goodbye."
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You stupidly exclaim, "Bye!"
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[Frith's Inn, Main Saloon]
You notice a cozy booth and some swinging doors.
Obvious exits: north
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