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Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:36:34 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 17:36:34 GMT -5 The only safe harbor on the isle of Pyke, and the town surrounding it.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:39:11 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 17:39:11 GMT -5 The humble flotilla of fishing boats are slowly rowed into the port. Ragnor is the first ashore, hopping out of his boat and looking around to see what has passed on the Islands, these years spent away.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:42:28 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 17:42:28 GMT -5 It appears much the same. Five reavers jump from their galley and mock the incoming flotilla loudly.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:43:53 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 17:43:53 GMT -5 Ragnor eyes the reavers, and gestures for them to come over to his own dock.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:48:53 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 17:48:53 GMT -5 They walk over to his dock, and the biggest and ugliest one says, "Yeaher?"

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:53:55 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 17:53:55 GMT -5 Ragnor's hand goes to Kegsplitter, which he pulls from his belt. "Draw your steel, old man."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 17:58:21 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 17:58:21 GMT -5 "Uhhhh...." The man looked to his friends, and then slowly raised his fists, "Left my sward in my other belt."

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:01:51 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 18:01:51 GMT -5 Ragnor looks to the man at his left and draws his sword with his free hand, then tosses it at the ugly man's feet. "I won't gut an unarmed man, no matter how he may deserve it. Your name?"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:03:38 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 18:03:38 GMT -5 The big man picks up the sword, "Drunk Grent. And yours?"

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:06:25 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 18:06:25 GMT -5 "Ragnor, the Greyjoy of Pyke." Is the response, before he suddenly hurtles forward at Grent, axe a'blazing.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Ser Aemon Tully
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Drummy/Pappy from a billion different games

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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 7, 2009 18:09:08 GMT -5

Theodore and Anthony hopped off of one of the other boats. Theodore shook his head and nodded his head towards Ragnor,"Seems there won't be a chance of a good first impression."

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Anthony chuckled,"Seems not, I better go help." He walked off towards the young lord.

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Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...?

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:10:18 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 18:10:18 GMT -5 Ragnor: 176 vs Drunk Grent: 42 Barely trained in the sword, Grent holds his up, and his it cleft in half as Ragnor's axe goes through the blade, and then through his neck. The top of the blade, and his head bounce into the ocean.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:11:42 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jul 7, 2009 18:11:42 GMT -5 Ragnor, blood still on his axe, looks to the other four men. "Anyone else, or can I carry on to my keep?"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 18:14:11 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Jul 7, 2009 18:14:11 GMT -5 "You just cut off his head?" One of the man gasped, "Fuck me with a billy goat."

Ser Aemon Tully Bannerlord Drummy/Pappy from a billion different games Posts: 1,406	Lordsport Jul 7, 2009 19:13:16 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 7, 2009 19:13:16 GMT -5 Anthony smirked,"I could arranged that for you if you want?" The men around him snickered quietly.
	Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...?

Tytos: I know this is distasteful, but I've been invited to a new RP on a Discord server, discord.gg/xnjMU it's gonna be a little more casual than these forums, no combat system and more player-driven Jan 23, 2017 22:07:20 GMT -5