08-22-2003, 08:31 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-22-2003, 09:00 AM by Chaerophon.)
The necro, barb, and Akara rehearse for Gheed's intervention... this latest incursion into Akara's corner of the encampment is really the last straw:
Necro: "Gheed, back away from the bowl. All earthly sense may have left YOU, but the rest of us have to deal with this rotten stench! You've GOT to lay off of the Narlant weed! Butchering those cows really wasn't necessary - all you've got to sell us these days is leather armor as it is AND NOBODY WANTS MORE! Cripes, try importing a diamond plate or something..."
Necro: "Gheed, back away from the bowl. All earthly sense may have left YOU, but the rest of us have to deal with this rotten stench! You've GOT to lay off of the Narlant weed! Butchering those cows really wasn't necessary - all you've got to sell us these days is leather armor as it is AND NOBODY WANTS MORE! Cripes, try importing a diamond plate or something..."
But whate'er I be,
Nor I, nor any man that is,
With nothing shall be pleased till he be eased
With being nothing.
William Shakespeare - Richard II
Nor I, nor any man that is,
With nothing shall be pleased till he be eased
With being nothing.
William Shakespeare - Richard II