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Post by dienekes on Jan 6, 2008 16:17:18 GMT -5
A very drunk ironborn who had in his own mind been listening in "nonchalantly" thought this was terribly funny and started to burst out laughing. "warm...husband...sex...hahahahaha."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 6, 2008 16:17:36 GMT -5
Hagar Horsespear leaned over to his best friend, Gorek Redteeth and said in loud, laughing voice, "I fucked the bride a couple years back, and ColdIron is a damn accurate description." Then the two men laughed and slapped each other on the back.
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Post by Erik on Jan 6, 2008 16:22:00 GMT -5
Erik cuffs the eavesdropping drunk on the back of the head before returning to his drink.
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Post by dienekes on Jan 6, 2008 16:25:06 GMT -5
The drunk, Agro Longhorn, as he was aptly named, smiled sloppily and turned from the married couple. Setting his eyes to the priest who was speaking politely to someone he didn't know, he whipped out his...happy place and called loud. "Bet I can hit the priesty from here!"
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Post by melon on Jan 6, 2008 16:26:57 GMT -5
The Bastard of Wyk turned up at the wedding, "Right lets get drunk." The giant walked over and stuck his head in an ale barrel. Taking it out his beard and hair were soaking.
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Post by Erik on Jan 6, 2008 16:27:31 GMT -5
The priest, hearing Longhorn, turns to him and says, "Disrespect the Drowned God with but a drop of your piss and I'll be sure to drown you in it."
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Post by dienekes on Jan 6, 2008 16:30:50 GMT -5
It was too late. Already the golden stream flew through the air in a beautiful arch. Across heads and faces looking up at its magnificance as it fell gracefully through the air...onto the priests foot.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 6, 2008 16:34:10 GMT -5
When Gorek's laughter stopped he leaned over to Hagar and said, "Well from what my salt-wife tells me, Lord Erik might not mind that so much. To call his Sword a dagger would apparently be an exaggeration." The two laughed again deeply.
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Post by melon on Jan 6, 2008 16:34:40 GMT -5
Bastard looked at the man pissing on the priest, 'Thats nothing to do to the Drown God that man will die and it would please me to do it.'
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Post by Erik on Jan 6, 2008 16:35:52 GMT -5
Several Drowned Men step up behind Irrin, driftwood cudgels in hand. Codd calls to Felryn, "My lord, this man has blasphemed our God. Will you let that pass in your own hall?"
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Post by Erik on Jan 6, 2008 16:38:14 GMT -5
Erik, hearing Gorek, calls to him, "And did you think of asking how your salt wife knows such things, Gorek? It's a sad story, her having to make it all the way to Bear Island to find a decent cock."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 6, 2008 16:38:56 GMT -5
Hagar laughed watching the Priest and Lord talk, "I hear that Codd has a bucket of cold water brought up to his chambers every night. And that he take's his Sword and drowns it in the bucket every night." The two laugh again.
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Post by dienekes on Jan 6, 2008 16:39:15 GMT -5
Longhorn was immensely proud of himself for his aim. Then to celebrate he decided he needed another drink. So he walked to the ale barrels without bothering to lace up his breeches.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 6, 2008 16:42:38 GMT -5
Gorek hears Erik and calls back, "Watch out for the red blothces. When my brother got them from my wife, his cock fell off. They burn too. I would never touch the diseased wench with anything I wanted to keep, but she makes the best Mutton I have ever tasted." Pausing for a brief moment he added, "If it gets too pusy there is a herb you can apply, but it makes it itch."
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Post by melon on Jan 6, 2008 16:42:50 GMT -5
Picking up an Axe the Bastard walks over to Erik, "You want his head Coldiron?"
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