Post:Best alterer ever - 06/10/2013 - 01:06
| best alterer ever · on 06/10/2013 01:06 AM CDT | 2104 | ||||
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Baergurt staggers in through the flap. You see Baergurt Stunkul, a Dwarf. Baergurt has a square-jawed face with heavy jowls, twitching black eyes and a bulbous nose. His amber-streaked honey hair is shoulder length and curly, and is worn matted down on top in a serious case of "helmet hair". He has pockmarked skin and a pot-bellied build. He is slightly under average height for a Dwarf. He appears to be an adult. He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long shaggy beard. He is in good shape. He is holding a dagger in his right hand. He is wearing one red sock, one grey sock, an ornate platinum brooch set with an orichalcum icosahedron, a canvas miner's backpack, a stained shirt that is buttoned crookedly, a dented iron ring, a pewter drinking flask, some brown pants with a ripped knee and some filthy steel-toed boots. > Baergurt lets out a loud belch. Baergurt blushes a bright red color. > Baergurt rubs his tummy a little. Baergurt closes one eye. You sniff the air, detecting the faint scent of stale beer clinging to Baergurt's skin. Baergurt opens his eyes and looks around again. > Baergurt blinks. Baergurt closes the other eye. Baergurt drunkenly says, "Oh, thats better. Now there's one of everyone."
Baergurt wobbles over toward the list. > Baergurt leans against a waiting list. Baergurt drunkenly says, "Ok. I'm ok. No, no. I'm ok really." > Baergurt nods. Baergurt drunkenly says, "So I'ma work! An earn money to fill me flask." > Baergurt nods.
Baergurt drunkenly asks, "Does anyone know how this thing works?"
Baergurt puts a hand on the list and shakes it. Baergurt drunkenly says, "I want somethin' alright. I need your money."
The weapon flies, then hits the wall with a solid thwack, just inches from Anjinson's face! Baergurt barks, "Looks like Anjinson is the lucky one." Baergurt strides over and yanks his dagger out of the wall. Baergurt fixes Anjinson with a gruff, unwavering stare. > Baergurt drunkenly says, "Lets get to work. Gimme somethin'." Baergurt slowly raises one hand and covers his left eye again.
Baergurt fiddles with the coat a little more, then stops to catch his breath a moment. Baergurt belches loudly. Baergurt bites his tongue between his teeth and goes back to work. Baergurt's eyes bulge out for a moment, and then he furiously rubs at the back of the coat. Baergurt puts some final touches on the longcoat. Baergurt nods. > Baergurt drunkenly exclaims, "Its good!" Baergurt carefully hefts his dagger, then closes his eyes. Carelessly, he flings it. The weapon flies, then hits the wall with a solid thwack, just inches from Uthgaar's face! Baergurt barks, "Looks like Uthgaar is the lucky one." Baergurt strides over and yanks his dagger out of the wall. a heavy shadesatin longcoat with a crude drawing in the back. A stick figure of a human man with a sloppy paper hat on it's head covers the entire back of the longcoat." He is holding a tyrium hurling axe with a crude etching on the blade in his right hand. sR> Baergurt fixes Uthgaar with a gruff, unwavering stare. sR> Baergurt drunkenly asks Uthgaar, "You like?" Uthgaar shows you a tyrium hurling axe with a crude etching on the blade. Two round circles sit alongside a sloppily scratched flask. s> You say, "Everyone's fleeing the list." s> grin You grin. Sendithu removes her name from the waiting list. s> Baergurt drunkenly says, "You wasnt, I looked real good."
Baergurt scrubs at the crest on the bag. Baergurt drunkenly exclaims, "I can!" s> Anjinson says, "He sure can." s> Cyiarriah grins. s> Rajara says, "Careful he might hurt himself and sue ya."
Baergurt bites his tongue between his teeth and appraises his work. Baergurt drunkenly says, "I didn' rub out the letters on there. I can't read, so I didn' know what it said."s> Cyiarriah shows you a salt-stained leather duffel bag with an uneven circle drawn on the side. A series of slashes and crisscross the lopsided circle. A large, uneven star rests in the center of the drawing. Baergurt's head bobs a little bit and his eyes slip closed. Baergurt belches loudly. A nasty stench wafts past your nose. Baergurt drunkenly says, "I think I needa minute."
Baergurt snores, a sound fit to make teeth vibrate. sleeps for awhile, people mess with his hair...
Dithers frets. s> Baergurt carefully hefts his dagger, then closes his eyes. Carelessly, he flings it. The weapon flies, then hits the wall with a solid thwack, just inches from Dithers's face! Baergurt barks, "Looks like Dithers is the lucky one." Baergurt strides over and yanks his dagger out of the wall. s> Dithers exclaims to himself, "Eep!" Rolondolf says, "Im not sure if his aim is getting better or worse." Baergurt drunkenly asks Dithers, "Really, you want it like that?"
Rifkinn laughs! s> Baergurt offers Dithers a desert shroud with a large brown stain on it. Dithers says, "I'll fit in at the next mocha themed ball." s> Dithers says, "Nice." Dithers shows you a desert shroud with a large brown stain on it. It looks as if someone wiped up a puddle of coffee with it.
Cyiarriah says, "People don't know what they are missing." s> Cyiarriah looks at you and shrugs. s> Cyiarriah takes a sip of her coffee.
Baergurt holds the bola up next to Rolondolf and compares the two. He is holding a bola with a crude etching down the haft in his right hand.
Baergurt stands behind Cyiarriah, trying to be discreet. Baergurt whistles a merry tune. > Cyiarriah blinks at Baergurt. > Lanita grins at a Festival guardsman A Festival guardsman quickly advances on Baergurt, snatching him up by his neck and giving him a solid shake. s> A Festival guardsman says, "There you are! I told you once, filth, no one is going to buy your crap."
Cyiarriah peers quizzically at a Festival guardsman. s> Synamon kicks some rubble on a Festival guardsman in disgust.
Baergurt drunkenly exclaims, "They paid!" s> Uthgaar gives Baergurt some coins. s> Sendithu gives Baergurt some coins. > Baergurt drunkenly exclaims, "They liked my work!" > A Festival guardsman says, "I don't give a bird's foot what you need, scum. You're coming with me." > Rolondolf shows you a bola with a crude etching down the haft. A small circle sits above a long, straight line. Two shorter lines bisect the upper and lower end of the long line, with tiny circles at the ends. You see the initials "C. M." impressed into the surface of the metal. > look guards Dressed in festive livery, the large Gor'Tog guardsman spends ample time drawing attention to a thick cudgel hanging from his belt.
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