Ye Olde Taverne

Ye Olde Taverne
17:51:59 Jun 21st 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: A tall man, wearing a heavy fur cloak with a hood, covered in snow, enters the tavern. He moves slowly to the bar, coughing slightly. He was wounded "An ale. A big one."
02:35:18 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber gets up "Ouch, wtf did I do to you, I expected it from Seloc but I dont know you." Tiber drains his glass and hits goldsie on the head with it. He then proceeds to drag him outside. "Ill have another ale."
09:08:10 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Goldsie: "You want an Ale ay? I'll give you an ale" Goldsie mutters a few words and a giant cube of Ale appears around Tiber, It holds its shape through the magic of glad wrap, fully engulfing Tiber. Tiber tries to escape but is trapped by the extremely resilient glad wrap, he struggles for a while and then fall's still and silent 'Ahhhhhh, silence at last. Oh and Shezmu, I found these shoes lying around randomly, I don't know how they got there... um (Whispers) I think it was that Tiber guy.' Sits back down next to Seloc and continues drinking his beer
10:17:48 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks over at Ragnarr who has just recently entered the Taverne "I will be one second with that ale for you my good man, I just need to clean this place up a little bit." Walks over to the door and holds it open. Then looks at Tiber and Goldsie and raises his hands, lifting them both into the air. Slowly they are brought towards where Scientist is stood hovering over tables and all the people occupying the taverne. "I cannot clean up continually after you two and your war. I have made a new area outside for fighting so take it out there, when you have had enough of that you can come back in but fighting is now for the ring of fire over there." Looks over at the ring of fire, which is exactly what the name says. Swiftly moves his hands in the direction of the ring of fire and both Goldsie and Tiber are thrown in that direction landing nicely in the middle of the ring of fire. "The flames around the edge will die down as soon as your anger towards eachother has burnt out. The more you fight, the bigger and more intense they will get. And in case your wondering, no they cannot be put out by enything other than you two getting along a bit more. Enjoy!" Walks away from the door and back behind the bar to where Ragnarr is standing. Pours an ale and hands it across the bar to him "Now, what be your story then? How is it you come to dwell among us? You look like a warrior, not an alcoholic."
11:50:21 Jun 22nd 07 - Demonic Shezmu: stands outside near the ring of fire, knodding at Goldsie and Tiber "it's true, I've been taking a leak against it for hours now and it still hasn't decreased in size...I'm so glad I got my shoes back, I really needed to have a go out in the open..." pulls his pants up and walks back inside past Ragnarr and stares at him with his evil looking greenish eyes "I catch the scent of blood on your person, are you...ehm...okay?!" sniffs the air some more and tries to supress his hunger for blood "ehm...Scientist...can I have a few more drinks please...and if you can...fast...I got a craving for blood and we don't want that, now do we?!"
13:03:11 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Drinks half of his ale and looks at Sir Scientist "I was ambushed by southern brigands. Killed 'em all. But they didn't die easily. I came to the nearest place were I could find a health potion. Any around here?" *Coughs and takes his hood off."
14:25:32 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Scientist: "Unfortunately we don't tend to stock many health potions, I may have one in the back room. Give me a few moments to check, let me just get these drinks to Shezmu before it all gets too crazy in here." Walks into the back room to try and find a potion. Crashes are heard from inside the room.
15:43:57 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber walks in covered in ale... "he obviously didn't pay much attention to what happens when you mix fir and ice, also, i remember hearing somewhere that alchohal can't freeze, though it might of been gasoline, or both, anyways ill have an thawed ale nonetheless.
15:44:46 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber holds out a health potion to Ragnarr "Here ya go, I got plenty!"
16:36:32 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Takes the healing potion in his hand "Thank you, Tiber. What is your tale? Why are you here?"
16:47:40 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Goldsie: A hole emerges in the floor and out of it climbs Goldsie, humming the song "Where going on a bear hunt" 'If you cant through it, go over it if you cant go over it go under it' Fills in the hole then walks over and sits next to Sorank Seloc, he then proceeds to finish his beer that was left on the bench when he was floated out by Scientist
20:15:04 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Aaaah, I saw Mr. Murphy in Pub so I kicked him in the private area twice as he did to me, I then came here for a drink."
21:14:52 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Grins and places his hand comfortablly on his sword hilt. "Aye, Murphy, I know him." Drinks from the ale, then looks around. "Nice place this,..."
21:30:14 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Yes, I would like to see the spamming legion try to wreck this place, hehehe, they would have quite a fight on there hands..."
21:47:26 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber walks outside for a while and enters with a chebeepll of gold "One free beer for everyone, Scientist! I just sold some stuiped card that I found stuck to my chair by a piece of gum for over ten million gold pieces to some nerd outside!" Tiber counts out one-thousand seven hundred and 52 pieces and pushes them all to scientist. "How do the hell do nerds get so much money?"
23:08:57 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "Computer hacking, they also have this system which they make a simple internet game which can run it's self and charge people for extra benefits on it" cough orders another beer "What does this tavern do in the way of food?"
23:17:56 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber opens his cloak and pulls out a folding table, a pizza, two chickens, four folding chairs, a full box of silverware and plates, a tablecloth, and pot of mashed potatoes. Tiber then puts all of the items on the table in there respective places. "Help yourself."
04:19:06 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Roflmao, ive been reading the posts that have been in the past here and i think i nearly died laughing, reading them was funnier than watching Dumb and Dumber for the first time.
05:28:58 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber Septim gets up and runs to the bathroom. "I gotta go!"
09:25:04 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "wait we don't have a bathroom?"
16:37:05 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: (A putrid smell comes from one of the rooms for rent) *Tiber Septim walks out "You guys don't have holes in your toilets! what the heck, oh well I made one."
21:18:26 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Its getting too quiet here, hmmmmm...we need some chaos and a big bar fight...I KNOW!" *Tiber puts on a ski-mask. Tiber then walks up to Goldsie and shanks him in the back, Tiber then drags him into the "Bathroom" and leaves him in there. Tiber then smacks Shezmu in the head with a beer tankard. Tiber then takes off the ski mask and sits at a table. "That'll make things interesting."
21:54:59 Jun 23rd 07 - Demonic Shezmu: Is suddenly smacked in the head, afterwhich his head plummits into his collection of empty beerglasses and stops with a loud crushing sound on the bar itself "Ouch! who the hell did that?!" growls and looks around with his eyes glowing fierce with anger and his sharp teeth slightly showing from underneath his lips "Who dared smack me in the head?! Whomever did it must have a deathwish, attacking a halfdrunk demon..." stares at Tiber who is still trying to catch his breath after his little undercover activity "It was you, wasn't it, Tiber?! Just you wait..." gets up and slowly walks towards Tiber, in the meantime his wings unfold and the spikes on his back start to grow. Towering above Tiber, he stares down at the little pest "I dare you to try that again, you little fiend for I am the ruler of Carrothia, Demon of The Ancient Times, bringer of Death and Decay...I will crush you like an insect..." Strikes his sharp claws at Tiber's chest, shredding his clothes and skin in the proces
03:02:04 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Goldsie: Goldsie walks out of the bathroom muttering to himself and takes his seat again 'Mustn't fight, but's the filthy little tiber wants us to, no but we mustent, Scientist saids not to fights must obey Scientist, scientist brings the drinks, but Tiber, but drinks, No we will not, YES we will, No, No?, Leave me, What!? Leave and never come back, LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK, LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK!!! Hes gone, hes gone hehehe* Goldsie gets up and run around the bar for a little while before sitting down again and continues drinking Everybody in the bar stares wide eyed at Goldsie
03:22:09 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *a hippy runs in and dives into shezmu "hehehe"
10:13:02 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Leaves his ale on the bar and looks at Sir Scientist "Is it always that way here?"
11:22:27 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks at Ragnarr "It is either fighting constantly or drunks arguing and trashing the place. I will be one second and then I'll get you another drink." Walks over to the door and lifts his hands high above his head, as he does so Shezmu and Tiber are hoisted into the air. Holding the door open he swings his arms outwards and into the direction of the ring of fire throwing both people into the middle of the ring. Since Shezmu is demonic and full of rage and hatred, the flames fly up higher then ever before and appear not to stop. "You two can finibeep out there and return once you have settled your fued, I hate cleaning up after people fighting. All the torn clothes and pieces of flesh everywhere." Spins round in a circle and as he does his clothes change, he turns to face the bar and is wearing a suit and bowlers hat. "Now bets are open, place your bets, will it be the human Tiber who is victorious, or the demon of Shezmu 3:1, Tiber 15:1. Please place your bets in this black box and they will be totalled after the fight has finished." Places a black box on the bar and goes behind and ducks down under the bar. Re-appears wearing his normal mages robe. "Ragnarr, is it another of the same yeah?"
11:29:03 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Goldsie: '10 on Shezmu and 5 on Tiber' Throws his money into Scientists box then continues drinking
11:58:32 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Pushes the empty mug away. "Yes." *Drinks the healing potion Tiber gave him."
15:21:58 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "50 on shezmu and another drink"
16:12:46 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "If this is a real fight with betting, the-wait a minute! 15:1, for the God's sake I thought I at least deserved 10:1. Tiber remembers his special demon slaying training and pulls out The Sword of the Imperial Dragon. "I am a experianced demon slayer, lets go." Tiber charges at Shezmu (with his encounter to the hippy, just the smell made him totally high), who thinks it is just a harmless gopher. *Tiber plunges the sword deep into the spot where Shezmu's heart should be, and then pulls the sword out and chops Shezmu's head off. "I dont know if demon's heads regrow, but I think he'll live.Can we get two ales thrown in here. I think Shezmu and I are getting thirsty."
20:39:16 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber then jumps through the fire ring, in the process catching himself on fire, and walks into the bar. "Ill take one water please."
22:11:53 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Scientist: "Sorry Tiber, as stated before, those flames do not go out. That was why you were supposed to end the fight. Since you have decided to forfeit, Shezmu wins. All those who bet shezmu please form a line over here and collect your free beer. As for you Tiber, you will never go out, not until I feel generous and end the spell that I put on those flames." Walks over to one end of the bar where people are forming an orderly line and starts pouring pints.
23:52:32 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Seeing as i chopped his head off, I thought I had won, so I decided to jump through, ah well, sort of hurts. Can I have around forty ales then to numb the intense pain."
00:13:16 Jun 25th 07 - Demonic Shezmu: whistles at Tiber "You forgot a few spots...you know I've lived long enough to have completely mastered the skill of instant regeneration...and you didn't stab my heart, you kinda tickled my liver...sooo is it my turn now? or have I already won this battle?!" grins evul at Tiber
02:50:40 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Im not sure" *Looks at scientist "Are we done or not?"
02:53:54 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Suddenly Tiber gets an Idea "If im on fire, and it never goes out...then" Tiber all of a sudden starts running around the bar sticking his hands in all of the vats of alcohal so that they burst into flames "Hehehe" Tiber looks around at all of the angry, alchohal deprived patrons. "Uh-oh" The patrons all grab Tiber (Which really hurts there hands seeing as he's on fire) and throws him out the window.
05:32:09 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber enters with a different look on his face. "I think I landed in my head out there. One of your finest ales please." Tiber then turns around to a very angry looking Shezmu and says "Sorry for the smashing on the head thing, just a bit of fun." Tiber turns to Goldsie, who is mumbling to himself in the corner. "Sorry for the shanking, a bit of well, gruesome fun." Tiber walks over to Goldsie and hands him a health potion. He then turns to Scientist "An ale each for Shezmu and Goldsie." Tiber then opens up his big chest of gold still in the corner, pulls out a reasonable amount of gold and then puts it into a bag. He throws it to Scientist "A little extra for the damage caused by the brawls." Tiber then calmly walks over to the corner and takes a seat.
12:52:39 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Scientist: Spins round with his arms outstretched. As he spins all the vats of alcohol slowly get put out, and slowly Tibers flames begin to die down although no where near as quickly as the vats. "Right now for the damage I will need more then just this." Runs over to Tibers chest and carries it into the back room, shuts the door and locks it "That should about cover it. Here is your drink and one for Goldsie and Shezmu. Try to keep the fighting to a minimal, I am trying to keep the place neat and tidy for when Senturu gets back." Slides three glasses of drink down the counter to each person and then throws one at Tiber hitting him in the head.
14:36:02 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Ragnarr looks around "So,....are there any barmaids here? Heheh,..."
14:52:53 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber catches the ale "Thanks." Tiber drains his glass and walks outside. *Several hours later Tiber returns holding a big Tankard with the inscription: THE HOLY TANKARD: One drop of alcohal from this tankard shall make you however drunk as you would like to be, enjoy. "found this on some guy outside, would you fill this up for me, Scientist, I want to see if it will work.
18:22:29 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks over at Ragnarr "Well there used to be some of the female gender who used to come in here, but they never seemed to stay long. It was probably the fact that Efrandor used to try and get in their pants no sooner had they stepped in the door. So no not at this moment. Although I can always put on a dress for you if thats what you want?" Turns to Tiber and takes the tankard, fills it with a little bit of ale and drinks it back. "Thisssss......thi....ng......doessss .....not.......worpk. I perssonally thi....thi....think....tha......you.....shhhhouldd.....geeeeeeet......your.....money back." Stumbles into the back room and drops the tankard on the way in smashing it on the floor "Woooooppppppppssssssyyyyyyy. My.....baaaad." Disappears into the back room for a few moments and reappears, sober. "Right, now, don't go drinking from magical items unless you know their origin, its just not sensible. Here have one of my magical tankards." Hands Tiber a tankard
20:06:21 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Takes the tankard "I had to slay a drunk dragon to get the Holy Tankard. Oh well, could you fill this one up for me then?" Hands Scientis the magic Tankard
21:09:26 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Good Luck next Era everybody, ill now be known as Calus Septim when I rename my ruler"
22:14:49 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Sees a guitar on the ground "I used to play on one of these a long time ago,..." Takes it, tests its tune, then looks around and smiles "Mind if I do?" Starts singing and playing Cold is the winter snow falls down mystical lights dance in the sky to the winds of night Spell of the nature fill all my soul kiss with your wonderful song my land with love Rage of the winter mould the horizon cover the mountains forest and lakes Rage of the winter magical wonder enchanted fury majestic force There are no words to describe the poetry of landscape I can receive all the magic that my season gives Tears of winter falling on me freezing my dark side my heart must be wide fair full light eyes
22:30:44 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: "That was the wind."
02:20:06 Jun 26th 07 - Mr. Calus Septim: *Calus Septim walks in "My father, Tiber Septim, died from the events of Armageddon, so i'm taking his place. So anyways, ill take an ale please."
08:43:46 Jun 26th 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "long live sorank seloc"
11:51:03 Jun 26th 07 - Sir Scientist: Turns round to greet everyone "Hey, I hear you guys had some kind of life ending experience. How was it? Luckily for me, my elder elf magic kept me safe while Armageddon happened." Hands an ale to Calus "Ragnarr, I think that you probably should get some singing lessons, I can't afford to keep buying new tankards and windows everytime you see a guitar." Walks over, takes the guitar and smashes it round Ragnarrs head
13:08:56 Jun 26th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: Falls on the floor
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Ye Olde Taverne
17:51:59 Jun 21st 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: A tall man, wearing a heavy fur cloak with a hood, covered in snow, enters the tavern. He moves slowly to the bar, coughing slightly. He was wounded "An ale. A big one."
02:35:18 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber gets up "Ouch, wtf did I do to you, I expected it from Seloc but I dont know you." Tiber drains his glass and hits goldsie on the head with it. He then proceeds to drag him outside. "Ill have another ale."
09:08:10 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Goldsie: "You want an Ale ay? I'll give you an ale" Goldsie mutters a few words and a giant cube of Ale appears around Tiber, It holds its shape through the magic of glad wrap, fully engulfing Tiber. Tiber tries to escape but is trapped by the extremely resilient glad wrap, he struggles for a while and then fall's still and silent 'Ahhhhhh, silence at last. Oh and Shezmu, I found these shoes lying around randomly, I don't know how they got there... um (Whispers) I think it was that Tiber guy.' Sits back down next to Seloc and continues drinking his beer
10:17:48 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks over at Ragnarr who has just recently entered the Taverne "I will be one second with that ale for you my good man, I just need to clean this place up a little bit." Walks over to the door and holds it open. Then looks at Tiber and Goldsie and raises his hands, lifting them both into the air. Slowly they are brought towards where Scientist is stood hovering over tables and all the people occupying the taverne. "I cannot clean up continually after you two and your war. I have made a new area outside for fighting so take it out there, when you have had enough of that you can come back in but fighting is now for the ring of fire over there." Looks over at the ring of fire, which is exactly what the name says. Swiftly moves his hands in the direction of the ring of fire and both Goldsie and Tiber are thrown in that direction landing nicely in the middle of the ring of fire. "The flames around the edge will die down as soon as your anger towards eachother has burnt out. The more you fight, the bigger and more intense they will get. And in case your wondering, no they cannot be put out by enything other than you two getting along a bit more. Enjoy!" Walks away from the door and back behind the bar to where Ragnarr is standing. Pours an ale and hands it across the bar to him "Now, what be your story then? How is it you come to dwell among us? You look like a warrior, not an alcoholic."
11:50:21 Jun 22nd 07 - Demonic Shezmu: stands outside near the ring of fire, knodding at Goldsie and Tiber "it's true, I've been taking a leak against it for hours now and it still hasn't decreased in size...I'm so glad I got my shoes back, I really needed to have a go out in the open..." pulls his pants up and walks back inside past Ragnarr and stares at him with his evil looking greenish eyes "I catch the scent of blood on your person, are you...ehm...okay?!" sniffs the air some more and tries to supress his hunger for blood "ehm...Scientist...can I have a few more drinks please...and if you can...fast...I got a craving for blood and we don't want that, now do we?!"
13:03:11 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Drinks half of his ale and looks at Sir Scientist "I was ambushed by southern brigands. Killed 'em all. But they didn't die easily. I came to the nearest place were I could find a health potion. Any around here?" *Coughs and takes his hood off."
14:25:32 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Scientist: "Unfortunately we don't tend to stock many health potions, I may have one in the back room. Give me a few moments to check, let me just get these drinks to Shezmu before it all gets too crazy in here." Walks into the back room to try and find a potion. Crashes are heard from inside the room.
15:43:57 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber walks in covered in ale... "he obviously didn't pay much attention to what happens when you mix fir and ice, also, i remember hearing somewhere that alchohal can't freeze, though it might of been gasoline, or both, anyways ill have an thawed ale nonetheless.
15:44:46 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber holds out a health potion to Ragnarr "Here ya go, I got plenty!"
16:36:32 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Takes the healing potion in his hand "Thank you, Tiber. What is your tale? Why are you here?"
16:47:40 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Goldsie: A hole emerges in the floor and out of it climbs Goldsie, humming the song "Where going on a bear hunt" 'If you cant through it, go over it if you cant go over it go under it' Fills in the hole then walks over and sits next to Sorank Seloc, he then proceeds to finish his beer that was left on the bench when he was floated out by Scientist
20:15:04 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Aaaah, I saw Mr. Murphy in Pub so I kicked him in the private area twice as he did to me, I then came here for a drink."
21:14:52 Jun 22nd 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Grins and places his hand comfortablly on his sword hilt. "Aye, Murphy, I know him." Drinks from the ale, then looks around. "Nice place this,..."
21:30:14 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Yes, I would like to see the spamming legion try to wreck this place, hehehe, they would have quite a fight on there hands..."
21:47:26 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber walks outside for a while and enters with a chebeepll of gold "One free beer for everyone, Scientist! I just sold some stuiped card that I found stuck to my chair by a piece of gum for over ten million gold pieces to some nerd outside!" Tiber counts out one-thousand seven hundred and 52 pieces and pushes them all to scientist. "How do the hell do nerds get so much money?"
23:08:57 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "Computer hacking, they also have this system which they make a simple internet game which can run it's self and charge people for extra benefits on it" cough orders another beer "What does this tavern do in the way of food?"
23:17:56 Jun 22nd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber opens his cloak and pulls out a folding table, a pizza, two chickens, four folding chairs, a full box of silverware and plates, a tablecloth, and pot of mashed potatoes. Tiber then puts all of the items on the table in there respective places. "Help yourself."
04:19:06 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Roflmao, ive been reading the posts that have been in the past here and i think i nearly died laughing, reading them was funnier than watching Dumb and Dumber for the first time.
05:28:58 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber Septim gets up and runs to the bathroom. "I gotta go!"
09:25:04 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "wait we don't have a bathroom?"
16:37:05 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: (A putrid smell comes from one of the rooms for rent) *Tiber Septim walks out "You guys don't have holes in your toilets! what the heck, oh well I made one."
21:18:26 Jun 23rd 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Its getting too quiet here, hmmmmm...we need some chaos and a big bar fight...I KNOW!" *Tiber puts on a ski-mask. Tiber then walks up to Goldsie and shanks him in the back, Tiber then drags him into the "Bathroom" and leaves him in there. Tiber then smacks Shezmu in the head with a beer tankard. Tiber then takes off the ski mask and sits at a table. "That'll make things interesting."
21:54:59 Jun 23rd 07 - Demonic Shezmu: Is suddenly smacked in the head, afterwhich his head plummits into his collection of empty beerglasses and stops with a loud crushing sound on the bar itself "Ouch! who the hell did that?!" growls and looks around with his eyes glowing fierce with anger and his sharp teeth slightly showing from underneath his lips "Who dared smack me in the head?! Whomever did it must have a deathwish, attacking a halfdrunk demon..." stares at Tiber who is still trying to catch his breath after his little undercover activity "It was you, wasn't it, Tiber?! Just you wait..." gets up and slowly walks towards Tiber, in the meantime his wings unfold and the spikes on his back start to grow. Towering above Tiber, he stares down at the little pest "I dare you to try that again, you little fiend for I am the ruler of Carrothia, Demon of The Ancient Times, bringer of Death and Decay...I will crush you like an insect..." Strikes his sharp claws at Tiber's chest, shredding his clothes and skin in the proces
03:02:04 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Goldsie: Goldsie walks out of the bathroom muttering to himself and takes his seat again 'Mustn't fight, but's the filthy little tiber wants us to, no but we mustent, Scientist saids not to fights must obey Scientist, scientist brings the drinks, but Tiber, but drinks, No we will not, YES we will, No, No?, Leave me, What!? Leave and never come back, LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK, LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK!!! Hes gone, hes gone hehehe* Goldsie gets up and run around the bar for a little while before sitting down again and continues drinking Everybody in the bar stares wide eyed at Goldsie
03:22:09 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *a hippy runs in and dives into shezmu "hehehe"
10:13:02 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Leaves his ale on the bar and looks at Sir Scientist "Is it always that way here?"
11:22:27 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks at Ragnarr "It is either fighting constantly or drunks arguing and trashing the place. I will be one second and then I'll get you another drink." Walks over to the door and lifts his hands high above his head, as he does so Shezmu and Tiber are hoisted into the air. Holding the door open he swings his arms outwards and into the direction of the ring of fire throwing both people into the middle of the ring. Since Shezmu is demonic and full of rage and hatred, the flames fly up higher then ever before and appear not to stop. "You two can finibeep out there and return once you have settled your fued, I hate cleaning up after people fighting. All the torn clothes and pieces of flesh everywhere." Spins round in a circle and as he does his clothes change, he turns to face the bar and is wearing a suit and bowlers hat. "Now bets are open, place your bets, will it be the human Tiber who is victorious, or the demon of Shezmu 3:1, Tiber 15:1. Please place your bets in this black box and they will be totalled after the fight has finished." Places a black box on the bar and goes behind and ducks down under the bar. Re-appears wearing his normal mages robe. "Ragnarr, is it another of the same yeah?"
11:29:03 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Goldsie: '10 on Shezmu and 5 on Tiber' Throws his money into Scientists box then continues drinking
11:58:32 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Pushes the empty mug away. "Yes." *Drinks the healing potion Tiber gave him."
15:21:58 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "50 on shezmu and another drink"
16:12:46 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "If this is a real fight with betting, the-wait a minute! 15:1, for the God's sake I thought I at least deserved 10:1. Tiber remembers his special demon slaying training and pulls out The Sword of the Imperial Dragon. "I am a experianced demon slayer, lets go." Tiber charges at Shezmu (with his encounter to the hippy, just the smell made him totally high), who thinks it is just a harmless gopher. *Tiber plunges the sword deep into the spot where Shezmu's heart should be, and then pulls the sword out and chops Shezmu's head off. "I dont know if demon's heads regrow, but I think he'll live.Can we get two ales thrown in here. I think Shezmu and I are getting thirsty."
20:39:16 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: *Tiber then jumps through the fire ring, in the process catching himself on fire, and walks into the bar. "Ill take one water please."
22:11:53 Jun 24th 07 - Sir Scientist: "Sorry Tiber, as stated before, those flames do not go out. That was why you were supposed to end the fight. Since you have decided to forfeit, Shezmu wins. All those who bet shezmu please form a line over here and collect your free beer. As for you Tiber, you will never go out, not until I feel generous and end the spell that I put on those flames." Walks over to one end of the bar where people are forming an orderly line and starts pouring pints.
23:52:32 Jun 24th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Seeing as i chopped his head off, I thought I had won, so I decided to jump through, ah well, sort of hurts. Can I have around forty ales then to numb the intense pain."
00:13:16 Jun 25th 07 - Demonic Shezmu: whistles at Tiber "You forgot a few spots...you know I've lived long enough to have completely mastered the skill of instant regeneration...and you didn't stab my heart, you kinda tickled my liver...sooo is it my turn now? or have I already won this battle?!" grins evul at Tiber
02:50:40 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Im not sure" *Looks at scientist "Are we done or not?"
02:53:54 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Suddenly Tiber gets an Idea "If im on fire, and it never goes out...then" Tiber all of a sudden starts running around the bar sticking his hands in all of the vats of alcohal so that they burst into flames "Hehehe" Tiber looks around at all of the angry, alchohal deprived patrons. "Uh-oh" The patrons all grab Tiber (Which really hurts there hands seeing as he's on fire) and throws him out the window.
05:32:09 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber enters with a different look on his face. "I think I landed in my head out there. One of your finest ales please." Tiber then turns around to a very angry looking Shezmu and says "Sorry for the smashing on the head thing, just a bit of fun." Tiber turns to Goldsie, who is mumbling to himself in the corner. "Sorry for the shanking, a bit of well, gruesome fun." Tiber walks over to Goldsie and hands him a health potion. He then turns to Scientist "An ale each for Shezmu and Goldsie." Tiber then opens up his big chest of gold still in the corner, pulls out a reasonable amount of gold and then puts it into a bag. He throws it to Scientist "A little extra for the damage caused by the brawls." Tiber then calmly walks over to the corner and takes a seat.
12:52:39 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Scientist: Spins round with his arms outstretched. As he spins all the vats of alcohol slowly get put out, and slowly Tibers flames begin to die down although no where near as quickly as the vats. "Right now for the damage I will need more then just this." Runs over to Tibers chest and carries it into the back room, shuts the door and locks it "That should about cover it. Here is your drink and one for Goldsie and Shezmu. Try to keep the fighting to a minimal, I am trying to keep the place neat and tidy for when Senturu gets back." Slides three glasses of drink down the counter to each person and then throws one at Tiber hitting him in the head.
14:36:02 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Ragnarr looks around "So,....are there any barmaids here? Heheh,..."
14:52:53 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Tiber catches the ale "Thanks." Tiber drains his glass and walks outside. *Several hours later Tiber returns holding a big Tankard with the inscription: THE HOLY TANKARD: One drop of alcohal from this tankard shall make you however drunk as you would like to be, enjoy. "found this on some guy outside, would you fill this up for me, Scientist, I want to see if it will work.
18:22:29 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Scientist: Looks over at Ragnarr "Well there used to be some of the female gender who used to come in here, but they never seemed to stay long. It was probably the fact that Efrandor used to try and get in their pants no sooner had they stepped in the door. So no not at this moment. Although I can always put on a dress for you if thats what you want?" Turns to Tiber and takes the tankard, fills it with a little bit of ale and drinks it back. "Thisssss......thi....ng......doessss .....not.......worpk. I perssonally thi....thi....think....tha......you.....shhhhouldd.....geeeeeeet......your.....money back." Stumbles into the back room and drops the tankard on the way in smashing it on the floor "Woooooppppppppssssssyyyyyyy. My.....baaaad." Disappears into the back room for a few moments and reappears, sober. "Right, now, don't go drinking from magical items unless you know their origin, its just not sensible. Here have one of my magical tankards." Hands Tiber a tankard
20:06:21 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: Takes the tankard "I had to slay a drunk dragon to get the Holy Tankard. Oh well, could you fill this one up for me then?" Hands Scientis the magic Tankard
21:09:26 Jun 25th 07 - Mr. Tiber Septim: "Good Luck next Era everybody, ill now be known as Calus Septim when I rename my ruler"
22:14:49 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: Sees a guitar on the ground "I used to play on one of these a long time ago,..." Takes it, tests its tune, then looks around and smiles "Mind if I do?" Starts singing and playing Cold is the winter snow falls down mystical lights dance in the sky to the winds of night Spell of the nature fill all my soul kiss with your wonderful song my land with love Rage of the winter mould the horizon cover the mountains forest and lakes Rage of the winter magical wonder enchanted fury majestic force There are no words to describe the poetry of landscape I can receive all the magic that my season gives Tears of winter falling on me freezing my dark side my heart must be wide fair full light eyes
22:30:44 Jun 25th 07 - Sir Ragnarr The Wolf: "That was the wind."
02:20:06 Jun 26th 07 - Mr. Calus Septim: *Calus Septim walks in "My father, Tiber Septim, died from the events of Armageddon, so i'm taking his place. So anyways, ill take an ale please."
08:43:46 Jun 26th 07 - Mr. Sorank Seloc: "long live sorank seloc"
11:51:03 Jun 26th 07 - Sir Scientist: Turns round to greet everyone "Hey, I hear you guys had some kind of life ending experience. How was it? Luckily for me, my elder elf magic kept me safe while Armageddon happened." Hands an ale to Calus "Ragnarr, I think that you probably should get some singing lessons, I can't afford to keep buying new tankards and windows everytime you see a guitar." Walks over, takes the guitar and smashes it round Ragnarrs head
13:08:56 Jun 26th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: Falls on the floor
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