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<t>Hauling himself to his feet, the dark elf slowly made his way over to where the half-breed and Zilvtree were. "I wouldn't advise that." Drithor said to the former captive. "If you attack her, I will be forced to knock you out, and then I cannot guarantee your safety. The lady might be angry, and ...

'nother question. How do I get a picture in my signiture? I do what the example shows, but all I get is the URL.

Does this sword make my ass look big?

<t>The explosion ended, and Drithor started to get some feeling back into his fingertips. Twitching them, ever so slightly, he felt his boot knife being pulled out, but he was unable to tell who had taken it. <br/> "Defensive measures: unleash darkness!" The shout came from somewhere in the directio...

<r>[quote="Rainbow Prism":wcbx1m65][quote="Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar":wcbx1m65]sorry yall. most homework currently is lots and [i:wcbx1m65]lots [/i:wcbx1m65]of reading. <br/> --<br/> [quote:wcbx1m65]Removing something out of RP? Normally, in situations when out of nowhere appears epic character blasting...

<t>Drithor's mind recovered from the poison of the dart long before his body did. He could feel someone running their hands along his body, but could stop them in no way. He felt the hands travel arond his neck to his necklace, and felt it being removed. A moment later, he felt the heat of one of th...

<t>Geez, this could take awhile. I'll just stick to whats not in the bag of holding. There is a short sword and a scimitar on his back, and a knife in his boot. He has a poisoned stilletto in a hidden pocket on his belt and a regular knife just in his belt. He has a necklace of fireballs on. In his ...

Purple, and their shaped like a meteor.

Here we go. This is the OOC for the thread I started a while ago.

<t>((Thats a good idea. We do alot of it here, I'll start it after I finish this post. Same name as this one.))<br/> <br/> Seeing the warriors start to lift their crossbows, Drithor grabbed his belt dagger and pulled it up. He knocked away one of the darts, but the other caught him in the shoulder. ...

<t>((I'm okay with that.))<br/> <br/> Watching the exchange, Drithor wondered when they would notice their missing companion. He flicked the blood off of his blade and slid it back into it's pocket. Looking at the captive, he saw her staring at something in her hand, and noticed a rusty fragment of ...

<t>((Pretty sure we're talking bout the same group.))<br/> <br/> Sneaking around to the back of the group, Drithor got behind one of the warriors, and then, putting his hand on the males mouth, slit his throat, then lowered him to the ground, all without makeing a sound. He knew that he should take ...

<t>Slowly backing into the deeper shadows, Drithor sheathed his weapons and drew his poisened stiletto from its hidden belt pocket. He could tell that things were about to get rough, and he wanted to be able to take them out with one slice. [color=blue:392c1ltj]Birdo, prepare yourself for fight, and...

<t>The party stopped and kneeled, one male dragging the female down with him. [color=darkred:3fcnhlxc]Priestess, we captured this half breed on the surface, where she fleed after killing one of the priestess' down in Menzoberranzan. We were just escorting her back to Matron Baenre for punishment.[/c...

<t>"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has v...