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Topic: Firefly Theme
Subject: Heeeeey....
...nicely done, T!
Two  !!!
Posted on 2011-10-12 at 11:25:58.
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Topic: The Disappearing Act of Dragonblood
Subject: Well yeah it was hard on us!
We missed you!!!
Congrats on the book, though, my good squeegee.
Looking forward to you making your way back to us.
Posted on 2011-10-12 at 11:24:27.
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Topic: Loaded Dice Filler: Fantasyland
Subject: *chants*
Three more days!
Three more days!!
Three more days!!!
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 17:09:49.
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Topic: in the town of red dragon
Subject: Also...
...Eol actually lives under the Inn. Got myself a nice little apartment in the cellar... Pretty easy to find actually... just find the gnomish coffee machine (this is the outside wall of "Eol's Hidey Hole", make a left, a right, turn around counterclockwise three times, then pull the "brew" lever... If I'm home, I'll answer... If not, go outside and check the cellar windows... if one's open, I'm likely out and about facelicking newbies and such. 
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 15:58:29.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: Morning ritual...
...awaken, curse the daylight, coffee, vote for the Inn.
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 15:12:07.
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Topic: in the town of red dragon
Subject: Eol lives at the Inn, licking faces and...
...directing people to the shift, comma, and period keys, too.
I...can't...stand it!!!! 
"I think the inn would be a fortress on a bunch of floating islands with tons of inter-dimensional and inter-planetary portals. Tons of bedrooms, each customized to fit the personality of its occupant (i.e. mine would have a iron door that works on magic steam and lasers, and in the room would be an assortment of weapons, alchemical materials, spell books, and machinery. The bed would have black linen sheets, a red comforter made of Egyptian cotton, and a pillow made of cloud fluff. My room would also contain a bat stand where I would keep a pet bat if I had one, a kitchen in a box, a portal to Sarnia (which is quite a bit more dangerous than Narnia), and a shower in a bottle). Throughout the inn there would be dining rooms, taverns, and restrooms. At the top of the main tower would be the admin rooms (where all the meals are cooked perfectly and served to you in bed, the bathrooms are self cleaning, the closets have their own dimension for infinite space, and a whole lot more.)"
*sighs* Ahhhhh... that helped a little.
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 15:05:46.
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Topic: Good morning Red Dragon Inn! Or is it Evening? I am never really sure!
Subject: Wow!
I started reading that post and fell right off the end... 
Speaking of random... an RC airplane crash landed in my backyard last night. It's not every day that you're out with the dogs and the Red Baron comes plummeting out of the sky and plays kamikaze with the maple tree, is it?
Anyhoo... if you're missing your airplane, I have it's pieces in my garage.
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 13:10:14.
Edited on 2011-10-11 at 13:14:40 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: See what I mean...
...about how awesome you guys are?
Terribly sorry about the lag, folks, but Lady Dark's got the right of it... Been wicked busy both at work and at home and it's left me with little time to keep up, here. Working on that, though, and hope to be updating very soon.
Posted on 2011-10-11 at 12:59:17.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: Good to know...
...I voted this morning but neglected to check where we stood before I left home.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 14:32:58.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: bleh
Been getting my butt kicked at work and kept hopping at home this week, gang... sorry for the extreme straggling on my part. Hoping to have updates all around by the weekend at latest.
Thanks for bearing with me.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 13:12:52.
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Topic: I am new to the inn. Hi how are you and nice to meet you.
Subject: It's the towels that make you a target...
...how in the heck can I resist when there's just oodles of April-fresh fluffiness draped all over ya, right?
Welcome to the Inn, Wolf Gear... interesting handle, by the by... I'm sure there's a story there somewhere.
Aaaand, I believe these other loverly Innmates have done a fantastic job of playing signpost/information booth for you, so I won't repeat what they've already said... I'll just add that, if there's anything I (or any of us) can do to help you out, just shoot out a PM or tack up a post... somebody's sure to come running to your aide.
Hope to be seeing you around.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 13:09:35.
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Topic: Wanna get Shanghaied?
Subject: Man(s) overboard!!!
...I know... "mans" is not a word... All the same, it seems we've had a few players go missing from Smuggler's Moon... despite all efforts to fish 'em outta the drink, even!
So, since Dragonblood and The Haruspex seem to have become overwhelmed with other concerns, I'm here fishing for some new blood to join us aboard the finest ship tae e'er sail outta Freeport. Check the Game thread, check the Q&A, check y'self e're ye shipwreck y'self, and all of that...
If you have an interest and/or a character concept in mind, shoot me a PM or post here and we'll be seein' if yer seaworthy, aye?
Thanks,
Cap'n Brittlerum Drunkbeard 
Posted on 2011-10-05 at 00:00:30.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: You guys are....
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Got caught up on posts, finally, and am in the process of crafting the ones that I still owe. Just had to pop in and enthusiastically applaud you all for the awesome posts!
Looks like I'll be soliciting some replacements for DB and Haru, though... sadness... 
Posted on 2011-10-04 at 23:53:34.
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Topic: Hello
Subject: *ka-straggledyflop...flop...flop...lurch*
Sorry it couldn't be more exuberant, Sunshine! Yer awful sparkly and such and I couldn't be happier to make your acquaintance... but I'm tiiiiiired!!!
Somebody? Coffee the elf. Stat!
Seriously... welcome O' Sunshiney One. Here's to seeing you on the boards.
Posted on 2011-10-04 at 13:34:19.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: Sorry!
Weekend kind of ran away with me... today's looking decidedly horrible (busy-wise at work, that is)... hoping to catch up with you all very soon.
Posted on 2011-10-03 at 13:14:26.
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Topic: Loaded Dice Filler: Fantasyland
Subject: Don't be so hard on yourself, boss...
...We all know how it goes. RL sometimes just sucks it right out of you and makes it hard to throw yourself into the "fun stuff."
We miss LD and, of course, we miss you, but we do understand.
Have a great time at Disney World... might be just what you need to get back to "level" again, eh? I know vacation usually does that for me, anyway.
Loved the "filler," too, btw...
Posted on 2011-09-30 at 17:50:59.
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Topic: Happy Birthday Vanadia!
Subject: Burpy Hathday, Lady V!
May it be merry, memorable, and mmm, mmm good!
Posted on 2011-09-30 at 13:06:40.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: ;)
PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWERS!!!!!
Itty bitty living space.
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 23:16:51.
Edited on 2011-09-29 at 23:48:26 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: Yup... a tad thin...
...I'll give Haru and DB until the weekend to let me know yea or nay... If I don't hear back, I'll hoist the 'recruitment' flag.
Also... Updated current cast and crew and gave Jack his own entry for Asim in the Character's Thread. Jack, feel free to update that post whenever you take a notion.
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 22:23:49.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: Right you are!
Yep, some definite updating needs to be managed, doesn't it? I'll get on top of that ASAP, thanks for the reminder.
Nothing major that's needed from Khash, either... I'll have Jericho bellowing for him once he and Lyri sync up with Askurt and Will at the bar, then it's "abandon tavern" time... No worries about the potential clients, either mate... I've arranged it so we'll bump into them again very soon.
Aaaaand, as to Jean Gusto... haven't heard from Haru or Dragonblood, recently... not sure if they're still in or not. :\ I'll check on them again and, if the silence continues, we'll move on without them I suppose.
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 21:57:11.
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Topic: Totally Random Thoughts
Subject: LOL
A+ for effort!
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 19:07:17.
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Topic: Totally Random Thoughts
Subject: ...
The first letter of a sentence is capitalized.
Punctuation is your friend.
Spell check is usually a standard tool in most word processing type programs.
Just sayin'...
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 18:48:08.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: *cringe*
We've slipped to twelfth... clicky-clicky, folks!
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 14:09:32.
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Topic: Smuggler's Moon Q&A
Subject: Nice posty posts!
Yay for the Meri-to-the-rescue post, too! 
Got some stuff in the works on this end... little collab with Lady D, some goddies to get us caught back up with Bobo and the "as yet potential" job, etc...
Hoping to have something postable by this evening.
Speaking of posts... Haru? Dragonblood? Still with us, mates?
Posted on 2011-09-29 at 14:04:46.
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Topic: Tales from the Smuggler's Moon
Subject: Ruckus, Tussle, Hurly Burly!!!
The Rusty Hook; Late Afternoon
The span of time between Taro’s attack on Khash and Jericho’s near-instinctual response was only somewhat longer than the blink of an eye but, in that blink, enough had happened that Jericho’s instincts might have just gotten the better of him this go around… In his haste to be out of his seat and defending his brother, Jericho had come close to knocking Will off of her feet and, in the half-heartbeat of hesitation that had caused, Khash had managed a maneuver that took Taro out of Jericho’s line of sight just as he dove over the table intent on tackling the raging half-orc. Rather than driving a shoulder into Taro’s chest, then, Jericho found himself sailing over the growling and grappling tuskers and into the fray that had erupted around them. The shoulder that had been intended for Taro’s breast bone, instead, impacted with the floor; Jericho crumpled into it and let the momentum roll him back to his feet.
Aye, an’ there be wha’ I get fer playin’ me brother’s keeper, innit? he managed to smirk as he (somewhat foolishly) turned his back on the chaos before him to check on that in his wake… Khash, of course, was giving the other half-orc as good as or better than he was getting… “Tha’s wha’ ye get fer bein’ s’fargin’ pretty, Khash-mate,” he bellowed behind a laugh just before he noticed that Horse (with Bobo riding his shoulder) was clearing a path to the Rusty Hook’s door and, worse, that Willow had seemingly disappeared.
Drek, he thought, trying to pick the bard out from the churning maelstrom, I bloody well hope this dinnae cost ‘er a job, aye? He thought he had caught sight of her but, as unruly as the Hook had become, the fleeting glimpses of the sandy hair and brightly colored clothes were just that, if not less. It wasn’t easy to miss Horse and Bobo, though. They were making for the exit, leaving a trail of bruised and bleeding salts as they went. An’ I hope we’ve nae lost tha’n either… He turned, eyes following the big black man and the monkey towards the crookedly hung door and…
“Wink a’ this, ye fargin’…”
Whatever words had finished that particular insult were lost to the ringing in Jericho’s ears when the man that had groped Willow (or, more precisely, the fist of the man who had groped Willow) earlier appeared in his vision for a fraction of a second and he felt the punch land square and solid on his face. For as drunk as the man was, it was a good punch… hard enough to rock Jericho’s head back, send beaded braids clattering against one another, and initiate the first tingling sting of what would surely become a shiner about cheekbone and forehead… but Jericho had spent his earliest years being beaten by orcs aboard the Bloodtusk and by better and worse on the twisting and tangled streets of this very town, so, after he had recovered from the intial surprise of the sucker-punch, the captain of the Smuggler’s Moon reframed the man in his sight, smiled, winked as requested, and then delivered a vicious headbutt to the man’s face.
Jericho saw the light in Mr. Grabby’s eyes dim and continued smiling as the man’s knees started to buckle. “Oi, an’ where ye goin’ then,” he asked, grabbing a fistful of throat first, to keep the man from dropping to the floor, and, also, a fistful of crotch to rouse the man closer to consciousness, “I thought ye were wantin’ ta dance, aye?”
Mr Grabby’s eyes went wide and he squeaked an almost piteous squeak as Jericho hauled him upright.
“Nae?” Jericho sneered, hauling the green-at-the-gills man a bit closer. “Saavy. I’m nae’s pretty as th’ bard am I? But, laddy, I’ll be guar’nteein’ ye tha’ if’n I so much’s smell th’ scent o’ lech about ye when next I see yer face, I’ll be takin’ off yer hands…” His own hands tightened vice-like around the other man’s throat and gonads… “Ef nae worse, aye?”
Jericho had to give Grabby credit, then. The man actually managed to nod somewhat vigorously in reply. “Aye,” Jericho affirmed as he hoisted the man by neck and nuts, then body-slammed him to the floor, “an’ dinnae s’much as dream o’ fergettin’!” He stepped over the man before the floor had stopped vibrating from the impact and was calling “Will!” even as he intercepted and returned blows from others as he waded through the ruckus.
His cinnamon eyes had turned the color of swamp mud and there was no glitter in them at all as he shoved through the melee, his gaze dancing nevrvously… angrily… from Khash, across the tumultuous floor of the barroom, to where Horse with Bobo perched tightly on a massive shoulder, strode ever closer to the exit, and across the fray again in search of Willow… “Will!” he shouted, palming one face and elbowing another as he continued on his path through the mayhem, “Saercyn Willow!!! Where be ye, lass?”
“Willow! Can you stand?” the voice, as familiar as it was, seemed to have an almost ethereal quality to it…
Maast? When’d he get here? Even as he tangled a swinging arm in his own, dislocated the elbow, and shoved the faceless bloke to which that arm was attached unceremoniously aside, Jericho’s head swiveled in search of the dwarven Master Gunner as opposed to Willow, now… surely he’d be with her, wouldn’t he?
“...We need to get out of here!”
“Guns ahoy,” Jericho shouted even as his eyes fell on Lyri…
He grinned, noting the girl’s expression as a mix of fear and excitement all at once, and grabbed her by the elbow; “Ef ye’ll be sailin’ wit’ us, lass, I reckon now’d be th’ time, aye?” The corsair captain never stopped moving, never gave the half-elf barmaid a chance to respond; he simply adjusted his course when he heard Askurt’s gravelly voice boom out an answering ‘Yo ho, the guns!’ and dragged the copper haired lass along towards the bar.
Posted on 2011-09-27 at 17:13:15.
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