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<title>The Sins of the Father</title>
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<description><![CDATA[The King looked at the staff then to the girl daring not to bow, but that damned elfen lady &#xA0;did the same and she had earned her right to show whomever she pleased disrespect. And this lady before her, A mere citizen now wanted to play guessing games with him. He made a motion that was hard to catch.<br />
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She moved into view, mutters softly, and picked up the staff and looked it over. She could sence the dormit power it held. &#x22;It belongs to Arch Alchemist Wallard.&#x22; She smirks, handing the Staff to the King as she took her place.<br />
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King nods, looking at Melody, &#x22;You've come pleading to pay off a dept of your estate owes this realm? How do you expect to accomplish that? When all I see a girlchild to afraid to come forward without being prompted.&#x22;<br />
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He looks her over with complete boredom. &#x22;Maybe I should send her directly to the Court of Doom.&#x22; Mutters audibly.<br />
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She shrugged, &#x22;Let the lady speak, even though she may end up resting for eternity on the courtyard of doom.&#x22; Getting a ripple of laughter from those watching.<br />
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&#x22;Next words out of your mouth, girlchild will seal your fate. Speak wisely and quickly.&#x22; King spoke in a deadly calm voice as he aim his undivided attention on her. His bottomless black eyes seam to take in light around him.]]></description>
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<title>Please Role Play with me!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.thegreendragoninn.net/modules/Forums/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif" alt="Smile" title="Smile" border="0" /> &#xA0;:D &#xA0;:wink: &#xA0; Finally a playmate lol!]]></description>
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<dc:date>2010-08-05T11:43:20-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>Traveller</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Samanthia looks at the dwarf, looking thoughtful through the years of memory past, then the word Migration making the memory spring forth like a sheet lightling across the cloud darken night time skies.<br />
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They had shared the fight in driving the hordes of Monsters of Underdark back down into the depth of the earth from Gomrik's Dwarven Kingdom and mines. And what was in the summons ... no it was an invite to be accepted or declined at the will of Gromrik.<br />
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She smiled from her spot in the corner where the barcounter met the wall of the Inn. <br />
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&#x22;To see if an old grumpy unshaven tripping over his pride en joy of a food and vermin intested beard of a dwarf who stank of alcohol abusing twerp who whined to me that Dwarven Stout Ale would put meat on my bones to weild weapons of true warriors AND...&#x22; stressing the word, &#x22;... AND gotten me to develope the taste for it! I Should've came looking for you and made true to my Promise of shaving off that Beard of your's! But scince you saved me the trouble of coming to look for ya. Come and share a Ale or two! And if we're lucky... A barfight to make this place feel like home.&#x22;<br />
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Shoves the barstool towards the advancing dwarf, invitation to have a seat and drink in sharing of tales of the time scince they parted and to see if the old sour puss hating of the fresh air preferring the forge heat and smell of molten metals, and spilt ale of the Dwarven Meade halls had it in him for one last adventure away from the home forges and meade halls.<br />
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Samanthia blue eyes sparkles with merriment and enjoyment. She had grown taller and smarter scince they had last met. A whole two inches to her now 5'6. But still the same in manner and warmth of meeting an old battle comrade who shared more than just battle, but a few adventures in both worlds where they was both at home in.<br />
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&#x22;I still see the words of precious metals would spark your interest, me fiend.&#x22; As she motioned the bartender for another Ale be brought forth for the Gomrik when he reached the stool, the Ale would be waiting and paid for.]]></description>
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<title>Long time no see - contact information- Chatrooms up</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I suppose I should stop by every once in a while! <img src="http://www.thegreendragoninn.net/modules/Forums/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif" alt="Wink" title="Wink" border="0" />]]></description>
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<dc:subject>Long time no see - contact information- Chatrooms up</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2010-07-18T16:22:22-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>Introduce Yourself!!!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Hello everyone, My name is Angellinna, I go by Demented_Pixie2003. &#xA0;I have been alover of Roleplaying basically all my life. used to go to Green Dragon Inn way back in my day... &#xA0;But I have a thread started. &#xA0;Its called Sins of the Father. &#xA0;I am neededing players feel free to join in any time. &#xA0;I will do my best to make this as intersting as I can. &#xA0;All creeds, characters are welcome to join!]]></description>
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<dc:subject>Introduce Yourself!!!</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2010-07-08T12:42:44-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>GDI FUN THEATRE PRESENTS ::</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Continued from previous post::<br />
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but there was... a significant lack of damage they could do their with their hands and teeth.<br />
* Skieweaver pushes herself up, snarling against the hurt. Her tail whipped the irritating zombies away with ease.<br />
&#x3C;Samanthia&#x3E; ::They try to avoid the acid, but still get hit by it, but not the worse of it, deciding to flee would much wiser at this time::<br />
&#x3C;Samanthia&#x3E; ::They try to avoid the acid, but still get hit by it, but not the worse of it, deciding to flee would much wiser at this time::<br />
&#x3C;Temmaryn&#x3E; 6zombies go flying... their broken bodies picking themselves up, to lurch slowly after the fleeing soldiers.<br />
&#x3C;Temmaryn&#x3E; 6zombies go flying... their broken bodies picking themselves up, to lurch slowly after the fleeing soldiers.<br />
* Sunder not hearing much activity he drops down next to the red, releasing a warning roar to any who might remain nearby<br />
&#x3C;Temmaryn&#x3E; 6a few zombies zero in on this roar. Doubtless they die shortly there after.<br />
&#x3C;Samanthia&#x3E; ::fire crackles and slowly die off as the fight was surely over with at this time:: score: GDI Dragons 1 ; Dragon hunters 1 ::<br />
* Skieweaver pull herself against one of Sunder's black claws. Her voice was pained. 5 Can.. we sleep.. now.<br />
&#x3C;Sunder&#x3E; Not yet, you need to be tended to first.<br />
* Samanthia moves out of hiding and run to Skie and eyeing the Black Dragon next to Skie, muttering a spell changing her back into herself again as she approaches Skie.<br />
&#x3C;Temmaryn&#x3E; 6It starts to Rain. Brass sat on the porch and eyed the fires in the distance. 2&#x22;Dammit kids. I leave for a -day-... *sigh*&#x22;6 He to, went inside and went to bed.<br />
* Skieweaver doesn't have the strength to do much more than watch Sam-Soldier pproach.<br />
&#x3C;Samanthia&#x3E; &#x22;Go home, Black, I have no quarrel with you.&#x22; speaks softly as she approaches Skie, not knowing this is Sunder.<br />
* Sunder he was curling himself protectivly around skie, and she'd hear in her mind ~I am home sam<br />
* Samanthia kneels next to Skie, concentrates as she places her hands on Skie and begins to heal her, channeling deitific power through her as she mutters prayer/healing spells.....sweat soo appears and run down her. not giving up till at least the major damage is repaired....<br />
* Skieweaver 's breathing steadies and she begins to stir, not 100% but certainly out of the 'woods' so to say.<br />
* Skieweaver curls up against Sunder's legs. 5 Sleep now<br />
* Samanthia finaly is forced to stop as she collapses next to Skie, an easy meal for the black, unsure of his status of friend or enemy. that was for the gods to decide. but Skie was her friend....]]></description>
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<title>Attempting a GDI reunion....</title>
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<description><![CDATA[CORGY! sheesh.. I suppose I need to poke my nose in here a lil more oft!]]></description>
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<dc:subject>Attempting a GDI reunion....</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2010-06-09T20:33:20-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>COME ON!! COME RP!!!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Please! There are some of us in the room actually rping! You could join us! &#xA0;We won't bite... hard. &#xA0; <img src="http://www.thegreendragoninn.net/modules/Forums/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="Very Happy" title="Very Happy" border="0" />]]></description>
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<dc:subject>COME ON!! COME RP!!!</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2010-06-08T19:12:18-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>the slave market</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Samanthia watched the last girl, looking her over with interest. Then stared intently at the Slave Auctioneer and the owner of the slave girl. Both nodded to and motioned the guard to allow her a closer look at ashel. She came up on the stage and looked the girl over. <br />
<br />
&amp;#x22;Stand up!&amp;#x22; Samanthia softly commanded ashel, sharply. Seeing how obiediant she was. <br />
<br />
Samanthia moved around the girl, nimbly stepping over the chail, looking her over and discreetly looking at her skin in places where they was hidden by cloth. Hoping the girl was healthy and clean. Every mark, blemish was another coin off in buying the girl. <br />
<br />
A Huge towering very ugly Half Orc came out of the crowd, glaring at them carrying alot of weapons and very battle scarred armor with his troops of well disciplined troops to shoo away the crowd, ending the Auction. <br />
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&amp;#x22;Looks like your stuck with one and I'm the only one interested.&amp;#x22; Samanthia smiled at the two. &amp;#x22;I'll take her. Ten Platinum coins for this one.&amp;#x22; and counts out ten platinum coins in front of the girl, and hands them over to the Slave Auctioneer, looking at the owner. &amp;#x22;Unchain her and give me her leash.&amp;#x22; <br />
<br />
Waited till the slave owner did her bidding. <br />
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&amp;#x22;Come girl,&amp;#x22; Samtanthia moved from the stage holding onto ashel's leash. Motions to her friend the Half-orc. &amp;#x22;take her to the GDI.&amp;#x22; &amp;#xA0;handing over the leash to him. &amp;#x22;Get her cleaned up and a new set of clothes for travelling.&amp;#x22;<br />
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&amp;#x22;Yeah!&amp;#x22; He grunted, glares at the young girl, &amp;#x22;Yooz heard her, come or I carry you!&amp;#x22; <br />
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[OOC : if you have mirc, get on it and go to :: &amp;#xA0;/Server irc.sorcery.net &amp;#xA0;::room/channel - &amp;#xA0;#greendragon`inn ]]]></description>
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<dc:subject>the slave market</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2010-05-22T15:34:15-04:00</dc:date>
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<title>Back from the edges of the universe...</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Samanthia moving through the woods, silently as she looks around her. Ever alert and at ease as she moves confidently with a quiet proven confidence. Sunlight glinting off bits and pieces of her mix-match armor. Ears attuned to what was around her. Seeing a building up ahead. Smiles recognizing the building that houses the Green Dragon Inn. A bit more worn down from neglect and lack of occupancy. <br />
<br />
She sighs softly and makes her way through unkempt yard that surrounds the building, coming to the front door. She enters...<br />
<br />
OOC:: To find out what happens next... come vist us at the inn on Sorcery on Mirc or related programs.]]></description>
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