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McBadgere |
Jan 19 2013, 06:31 PM
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Councilor
Joined: 21-October 11
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Robert McWylde has spent much of today going between wherever he's been exploring in the North West of Skingrad - Echo Cave, Talwinque, Nonagulo (Umm...Methinks that's spelt wrong...)...And after clearing out the bandits that infest Talwinque I found myself reminded of one of the big things that I hate about Skyrim... WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE THE FEATHER SPELLS?!!... ... Ah the joys of spending just a few seconds casting spell after spell so that in the end I can make the short Fast Travel from here to there carrying over 1500 weight...Ah, that is another reason why I love Oblivion and only play Skyrim...
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Destri Melarg |
Jan 30 2013, 12:50 AM
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Mouth
Joined: 16-March 10
From: Rihad, Hammerfell
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From the desk of Sir Rugrat gro-Shurgak, son of Lord Rugdumph, and Knight of the White Stallion:Greetings my friends and compatibles! Today marks a suspicious occlusion here at the White Stallion Lodge. After much begging and a fair amount of gorging, the fair Mazoga has finally conscripted to make an honest orc of me. Can you believe it? Me, secure within the unenviable bonds of parsimony! I can’t even begin to tell you how excruciated I am at the thought. I have been flouting on a cloud since that maleficent ‘yes‘ expunged from her fair lips. Everything seems a bit more vivisected today! The sky is brighter, the flowers are more odious. The taste of food is simply splenetic! I honestly don’t think anything could spoil my mood today. I am positively filled with effluvium... like I just want to burst with joy and raptor! I simply wished to appraise you all of the conduction I now find myself in. I promise to keep you all upbraided as our plans for the wedding regress. I bemoan... Sir Rugrat gro-Shurgak White Stallion Lodge, Leyawiin
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Elisabeth Hollow |
Jan 31 2013, 07:07 PM
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Ancient
Joined: 15-November 12
From: Texas
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QUOTE(Destri Melarg @ Jan 29 2013, 05:50 PM) From the desk of Sir Rugrat gro-Shurgak, son of Lord Rugdumph, and Knight of the White Stallion:Greetings my friends and compatibles! Today marks a suspicious occlusion here at the White Stallion Lodge. After much begging and a fair amount of gorging, the fair Mazoga has finally conscripted to make an honest orc of me. Can you believe it? Me, secure within the unenviable bonds of parsimony! I can’t even begin to tell you how excruciated I am at the thought. I have been flouting on a cloud since that maleficent ‘yes‘ expunged from her fair lips. Everything seems a bit more vivisected today! The sky is brighter, the flowers are more odious. The taste of food is simply splenetic! I honestly don’t think anything could spoil my mood today. I am positively filled with effluvium... like I just want to burst with joy and raptor! I simply wished to appraise you all of the conduction I now find myself in. I promise to keep you all upbraided as our plans for the wedding regress. I bemoan... Sir Rugrat gro-Shurgak White Stallion Lodge, Leyawiin BAHAHAHA!
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McBadgere |
Feb 3 2013, 08:45 PM
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Councilor
Joined: 21-October 11
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Is that the DB questline thingy?... Never once done the DB...I'm too Good me... ... ... I have all but once (the first playthrough) killed Lucien and stolen the hood when he's made his visit...I tend to go to Skingrad, kill Glarthir, thus inviting the visitation...Gets rid of two annoyances in one go!...Booyah!!... Welcome btw!!...Enjoy!!...
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SubRosa |
Feb 5 2013, 04:14 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Between The Worlds
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QUOTE(Lady Saga @ Feb 4 2013, 09:09 PM) You've managed to kill Lucien? I've only tried with a couple of chars., but never succeeded. How did you do it? Just curious.
Well there is quite a technique to it. First you just stab, stab, stab, stab, stab. Then you stab, stab, stab, stab.
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Lady Saga |
Feb 5 2013, 02:54 PM
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Mouth
Joined: 20-February 12
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QUOTE(SubRosa @ Feb 4 2013, 10:14 PM) Well there is quite a technique to it. First you just stab, stab, stab, stab, stab. Then you stab, stab, stab, stab. But he always slips out the door after making his 'debut appearance'. He's way too quick, as I recall. Eradi~Kate (my vampire Breton who was doing Dark Brotherhood for those of you who do not know her) also spent quite a bit of time trying to kill Lucien after he made his ultimate directive (whatever it's called).... Lucien did not fight back, instead, he would just run away from what I remember.
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SubRosa |
Feb 5 2013, 08:14 PM
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Ancient
Joined: 14-March 10
From: Between The Worlds
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QUOTE(Lady Saga @ Feb 5 2013, 08:54 AM) QUOTE(SubRosa @ Feb 4 2013, 10:14 PM) Well there is quite a technique to it. First you just stab, stab, stab, stab, stab. Then you stab, stab, stab, stab. But he always slips out the door after making his 'debut appearance'. He's way too quick, as I recall. Eradi~Kate (my vampire Breton who was doing Dark Brotherhood for those of you who do not know her) also spent quite a bit of time trying to kill Lucien after he made his ultimate directive (whatever it's called).... Lucien did not fight back, instead, he would just run away from what I remember. Stab quicker? This post has been edited by SubRosa: Feb 5 2013, 08:14 PM
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McBadgere |
Feb 7 2013, 06:18 AM
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Councilor
Joined: 21-October 11
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QUOTE(flowerboom @ Feb 6 2013, 07:48 PM) QUOTE(McBadgere @ Feb 5 2013, 09:37 PM) INTIAL SMACKING
, agression is not tolerated on the forums did you know ? ( if you dont like : stab! stab! stab! then get an axe and : HACK N' SMASH HACK N' SLASH ) Really?... ...Damn... ... You sure?... ... Ediiiiiiit-ah!!... This here is what I did to Lucien in my story...Made I laugh at the time... ... Oh, and lest people suggest we went a little off topic... Us?...Surely not!... Robert McWylde is still filling in his map, west of Kvatch...He is, in fact, not all that far from Fort Sutch at the mo... ...See ye there then, lads and lassies!!... ... This post has been edited by McBadgere: Feb 7 2013, 07:00 AM
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mirocu |
Feb 8 2013, 11:27 PM
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Spam Meister
Joined: 8-February 13
From: [CLASSIFIED]
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Hello everyone! Some of you here know my character Lothran very well already. But for those of you who don´t, here´s an introduction of him. -------------- When imperial troops went into Morrowind to make it a province to the empire, Lothran did not like the lack of resistence from his fellow kinsmen. He hated the empire and what they did to his land so he decided something had to be done, but what? There was no point fighting a guerilla war in Morrowind as the numbers of soldiers would only increase. No, the best way is to take a stab at its core; in Cyrodiil! Said and done. After a few months Lothran found himself in the heart of the empire and although he did like the land, he knew he had a job that needed to be done. He made his way past Cheydinhal without entering the town and after a night with heavy rain he finally reached the Imperial City. Soaked as he was he entered the first inn he came to, the All-Saints Inn. He ordered up a few mugs of ale and sat down at an empty table, hoping to dry up a bit. He usually did not drink too much but he was now wet, tired and somewhat angry about the whole thing. If the empire had left his land alone he wouldn´t have been in this foreign land in the first place! As it turned out, Lothran had one too many drinks that night. His tongue started to slip and he began boasting about his "true, heroic reason for coming to Cyrodiil", that he "wanted to bring it all down!" A guard who sat not too far away heard every word the strange Dunmer said and before he really understood what happened, Lothran found himself in a cold, dark dungeon. And to top it off he was still wet! But at least his new clothes were dry, the clothes of a prisoner. As he sobered up, Lothran began to think about his situation. What could he ever hope to accomplish here? His first night in a strange land and he was already in prison! As he was slowly beginning to abandon his quest for imperial destruction, he could hear footsteps approaching his cell...
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Lol birdIt matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
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