Post by Jayne Sarro on Oct 25, 2013 17:56:18 GMT -5
Jayne took the bottle from Jay and examined it. Wasn't anything she knew in particular and it would be a waste not to drink it while she can. "Yeah, we'll uncork it later. Who was that guy anyway? Someone you know?" Jayne asked curiously.
Post by Jay D. McIna on Oct 25, 2013 19:23:07 GMT -5
Jay shook his head. "No, never seen him before in my life. But you never know how small favors may come back in full, and then some. For example, I bet you that bottle isn't something cheap you'd find lying around, y'know?" He gave her a quick smile. "But anyways, I guess I promised to show you to a nice inn. Shall I?" With a quick gesture, he got his stuff and was soon ready to leave.
Sometimes, when you've been stuck alone for long enough, you just have to break out into reality, with no regard for what position it may put you in. It is better to try and fail than to never try.
Post by Richard "Scrod" Wiedemann on Nov 4, 2013 12:51:04 GMT -5
"Believe it or not I ain't never been to Noxus. From what I heard it don't sound too appealin' a place to live. That bein' said about Noxus, ain't no place in this world's perfect. I reckon' more'n a handful o' folks from Demacia wouldn't mind not gettin' all them government n' rules their taxes pay for too." he joked lightly, grinning at his own poor humor.
"Yer' right as rain about needin' some calm every now n' again. Bet there'd be a lot less fightin' n' such if more folks did that too. Then again if man was mans best friend it wouldn't be a dog eat dog world." Scrod replied to Fizz, nodding his head sagely in agreement with the Trickster. In truth, Scrod knew quite a bit more about Noxus than he would let himself say, not that it made any real difference. He was never a fan of any thing politically related. As far as he was concerned all the city-states trying to gain power over one another, Demacia and Noxus in particular, could blow their ideals out their asses. He was his own man and would live his own way until the day he kicked the bucket. But those were grim thoughts, ones he didn't care for, so Scrod washed them away with another bottle of whiskey from the crate.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Nov 4, 2013 13:14:32 GMT -5
Ya, maybe. But if everyone was always buddies with each other, that'd make it so I'd have no place to have fun at like I do here. Then again, I do know how to make places without any real fightin' or bein' pissed off at each other more fun. Have ya heard what happened over at Bandle City a couple o' months ago?
Fizz laughs at just the memory of Bandle City and the faces of the local law enforcement. It had been a good day...
A lotta people may not like Gragas for his behaviour, but he's my kinda fella. He was happy to help along with my plans... in more ways than one. We should get 'im over here some time and give 'im a party for all the joy he brought Bilgewater with 'is help. What'cha think?
He suddenly climbs up on top of the trident, balancing on one hand on the top with his ears flopping down, the golden ring and it's blue jewel glimmering in the sunlight as it hangs from one of the ears.
Post by Richard "Scrod" Wiedemann on Nov 11, 2013 2:35:12 GMT -5
"Bandle? I got 'em all down but nine. I try to keep my ear to the ground, but I ain't heard much from what's goin' on outside o' Bilgewater lately. But I can put two n' two together n' make me a guess as to where it went. Must've really been somethin'." The old man couldn't help but chuckle at the images that ran through his mind as to what probably went down in Bandle city. The Yordles scurrying about, fleeing the drunken wrath of Gragas and the amount of damage and "man" power it probably took them to endure and gather until finally pacifying the infamous Rabble Rouser.
"Long as he don't go drinkin' all the booze on me I say get 'em here if ya' can." Scrod replied grinning at the idea of Gragas comming to Bilgewater. He'd stir up some brawls the inhabitants of Bilgewater could tell stories and sing songs about for times to come. It'd be nice to get another real contender for the "Scab" and "Glug" titles this year aside from the usual Gangplank and Miss Fortune.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Nov 11, 2013 13:31:54 GMT -5
Next time I'm up there in the cold o' Freljord, I'll make sure to ask 'im to come around.
Fizz quickly spins around, now standing on the rather sharp-looking ornate hilt of the trident, his foot and toes nimbly wrapping around the end rather than above it. He laughs for a moment, thinking of all the fun that Gragas could cause in here. After all, he was known to be better at brawls than half of Bilgewater put together. Now that'd be something worth seeing.
And yah, that stuff in Bandle was real somethin'. Gragas helped out by providing some rather strong brew for me, and 'imself, and used 'imself as a distraction, gettin' the yordles attention while I snuck 'round with a small cask of the beer. While he kept them busy... since that stuff he made was stronger than even he knew apparently, considerin' even he got knocked out in the end.
So... what'd I do with the stuff I was carryin'? Well... it just happened to end up in the water supply where eeeveryone in Bandle gets their drinkin' water from. That was one hell of a sight.
He lightens his grip on the trident, sliding down the round handle and hopping back to the porch, pulling the trident out of the gaps between the floorboards.
Post by Richard "Scrod" Wiedemann on Nov 29, 2013 2:06:51 GMT -5
"That right?" Scrod said conversationally as he polished off another bottle of booze. He looked up at the sky and guessed by it's position to be just after noon and figured it best to get along with some errands he had yet to do.
"I'll be seein' ya' round Fizz, got me some things to square away. Let me know ahead of the curb if ya' get Gragas to come aroundthese parts." Scrod said as he got up from his chair and walked off into the bustling crowd with a wave farewell to the Trickster.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Nov 30, 2013 6:34:01 GMT -5
See ya 'round old timer.
With Scrod leaving, Fizz looks around for a moment. He had no reason to start messing with the pair of people that Scrod had helped... for now at least, so he walks to the edge of the pier.
He looks sharply into the water for a moment, throwing his trident down and piercing a fish, sticking it to the seafloor. He then jumps in after and pulls the trident out, swallowing the fish whole as he starts to swim around again, hunting for his lunch.
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