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Isle of Containment (Open RP)
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Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
Gradlock sighed with relief, "That felt even better. Now; who wants to kill murlocs?"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Mithraldir
Location
: Drop zone
"It's morning." Mithraldir replied to the captain and the mad Lucien with the right side of her lips raised to a smile while the other half remained still.
"Sick." The elf replied as the orc hit the little girl. She rushed to Sara and reached down and checked the injury and then lifted her up onto her back for a piggy ride.
Post by
Persen
Captain Bottletop
Drop Zone
"Whatever the time of day it is remarkably agreeable, don't you think miss? Though if you happen to be on the receiving end of such a slugger's most hammerlike fist you might consider it otherwise...oh dear, did you kill a
child
?"
The captain's eyes swept from Mithraldir via Sara to the orc, increasing quadratically in size and expression of astonishment as they went.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
"Unfortunately not," growled Gradlock, "That kid is the one who's sick! She has some strange power; I felt her in my mind, like a knife scratching at my brain!" he spat at Mithraldir, "Don't help her; she's probably faking anyway."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Lucius Pennent
Location:
Drop Zone
"I wouldn't worry. Oh my that was quite a blow..." Lucius said as he slowly got back up on shaky legs. Pausing, he fished a hand into his mouth, pulling forth a tooth which he examined critically. "Hm. Need to find a replacement then...But no need to worry," he added, clapping the captain on the shoulder. "He's on an island to pay for his crimes! Therefore, to whit, he will merely shell in suffering for one more. It's quite an enviable system, is it not?"
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
"I'm going to gut you too," the orc glanced at Lucius.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Mithraldir
Location
: Drop zone
"I help help who I chose to help, and I do not leave children in the dust." Mithraldir deadpaned to the orc adamantly.
"And don't worry human, she is alive, I can even feel her breath upon my neck."
Post by
Persen
Captain Bottletop
Drop Zone
"Second only to keelhauling and the walking of planks, I assure you!" the captain agreed wholeheartedly - or at least he gave the impression of such with his deliberate and quite quick manner of speech.
"And furthermore, I can testify to the fact, for a fact it is indeed, that gold makes the most desirable of tooth replacements. Unfortunately I fail to see how this island may possibly house a toothier of repute, so it is more than possible you will be forced to fall back to one made of sea- or turtle shells or the like. An outright shame, it is."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Lucius Pennent
Location:
Drop Zone
Lucius laughed, his too wide smile broad and blood ridden. "Oh, I wouldn't bother with that. Only need a graveyard or other of similar size and it will be replaced well enough! Suspect that one was one of them already truth be told. The new ones never stay in half as well," he confided in the pirate.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
"You people are MAD!" and with that, the orc strode away, hoping to find the murlocs and obtain a weapon.
Post by
Persen
Captain Bottletop
Drop Zone
"Tooth be told..." the captain mumbled to himself, brows furrowing deep in thought as he desperately searched for a counter-pun. None came to him, however, and he made a quick change of subject instead.
"Now gutting -
that's
something we can relate to, is it not? Quite something, to see a man's bowels spill from him like an overcrowded aquarium full of eels sprung a-leak. But oh, there retreats the green-skinned offender like leisure vessels in a light autumn breeze... I suppose the evisceration have been postponed."
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Post by
Levarus
Lokiren
The Shore
A ripple began forming in the water. No-less than 50 yards from Lokiren's large, sleeping body, hooves deep in the waves. It was slowly coming closer, and closer... Lokiren was snoring loudly - the other criminals were but ants in the distance between them. "Food..." he mumbled in his sleep, resuming his snoring.
The ripple was even closer now - almost touching him. A pause came, and then
splash!
Scaly hands were pulling and clawing at Lokiren savagely, his massive tauren body a great burden to the waterly attackers. At the rude awakening, Lokiren shouted for help amidst the struggling hands - but was overwhelmed, managing to kick a murloc off him but that was the height of his success.
He was inevitably dragged into the water, managing to get off one more loud "hel-" hoping the criminals would hear him as water swept over his face and the murlocs kept bringing him down, down, and down.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Mithraldir
Location
: Drop zone
"First the tauren now the orc..." The elf muttered to herself.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
Fortunately for Lokiren, Gradlock arrived on the scene.
"Lok'tor Ogor!" The warrior through himself on the murlocs, snapping the nearest one's back and lashing out with his meaty fists.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Lucius Pennent
Location:
Drop Zone
"Disembowelment, I'm afraid, are not allotted for me anymore. Suffering is deep indeed, deeper 'nd I'd be bothered to right now. But in good time, me lad! Good time comes all things great and cruel! But if he tries it on me, I'll eat his family jewels and show 'em to 'im while I do."
Post by
Levarus
Lokiren
The Shore
The one-less murloc pulling at Lokiren freed up his arm which he used to pull himself to the surface; he winced in pain as he felt one murloc bite into his back, blood gushing into the shore.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Mithraldir
Location
: Drop zone
"Why don't we head inland and look for a place to set up camp before it grows dark or we are to hungry to do anyhing." The elf suggested and noded with her head to the green wilds and the great peaks beyond the untamed jungle.
Character
: Kharadur
Location
: Redrock
The dwarf wandered on the street of paved dirt in the only town on the island. "The most wreathed hive of scum and villany." Would be a accurate quote to describe the place. The place is run by criminals after all.
The dwarf then walked into the square that had a rock that looked as if it had rusted becouse the iron it contained. That very rock was the one that named the village and was a marker for the iron in the soil they tread upon. In the square bitter arguments over the trade, as such could esialy ocur when you have no real currency to use trade. And it did not help that the traders where criminals.
Kharadur the dwarf then turned to the edge of the square where a giant pit had been dug up. And down the pit two gladiators battled for the amusment of the crowd that gatherd on the edge of the pit. The gladiators where salves to their masters, and their battles did get food to the table of themself and their masters. Should they win ofcourse.
Contining on his walk Kharadur moved not far from the pit nor square as he walked into the tavern. Or rather a shop that served moonshine, a most desired liquid.
"Ah bottl' Please." The dwarf said with his thick dwarven accent to the brewmaker behind the counter.
"And what have you got to trade with?" The eyepatched man replied, fingering a bottle made from a coconut shell.
"How bout... This?" The dwarf said and pulled down his sack filled with wild potatoes that he carried on his back.
"That 'ill do." The man repleid and the two traded their items and shaked hands after.
The dwarf then exited and went on his merry way with a hand on the iron hatched he carries in his belt at all times. Made from the iron that was mined up from the local mine, a hole into a cliff inside the village.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gradlock
Location:
Drop Zone
A murloc advanced on the orc wielding a small mallet. "Ooh, perfect!" Gradlock broke its neck, relieving it of its weapon. Hefting the small hammer, Gradlock rushed into the amphibians sending them hurtling backwards with the force of his blows.
Post by
Levarus
Lokiren
The Shore
By now many murlocs were all-out fleeing, "Oh no you don't!" Lokiren shouted, barely managing to pull off a lightning bolt that went
zipp
ing in the direction of a murloc and halting his advance, falling face-down on the sand. Lokiren struggingly got up, feeling the pain in his back, and rushed to the dead murloc, in it's hand was wielded a rusty hatchet.
He picked it up and looked to Gradlock. "Thank you, friend. I am indebted to you until I can save your life indeed." Lokiren sighed, turning back to see the murlocs fleeing and asked Gradlock if he wanted to chase them. "Best make up your mind now."
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