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Out of charachter
i will inform you that this island that i am talking about is not the island in the game (the one with Ursylph) but it will involve the crolna.
Back in
Fanatic counts his spells. 52. he checks the rest of his inventory. 800 obloi. a portable distiller. shovel. rope. 50 torches. 5 rolls of dynamyte sticks. potions: healing, mage's friend, smith's friend, clear mind, antidote. 30 pounds dried jerky. they could find water on the way. Fanatic sits down and waits for whoever might be interested in this expedition.

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Three is the number thou shalt count, and the number thou shalt will be three. Thou shalt not count four, nor shall thou count two, unless thee preceedeth to three. Five is right out.
--Monty python and the Holy Grail

Talos, a scimitar-wielding warrior, comes by, and sees Fanatic sitting on a rock.

Curious, he asks, "Hey Fanatic, what are you doing there?"

Fanatic replies, "Waiting for people to come and join me on a quest."

"Well, there are better ways to advertise yourself than sitting on a rock. But I'll join you."

They both sit their, waiting for more wanderers to come and join them.

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Ferazel comes by. "Hello! I'll join you as soon as I Feraz Lock the batch of new money." he says. Later he comes back, "I'm ready! When I was there, I charged all my spells."

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Ferazel Rocks!
Cythera's 'Team Stories' Rock!

Rogan looks around. "I`m in alright" he says. Off in the distance, the dog barks again.

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I`m a bomb technician. If you see me running...try to keep up.

A red robed man walks up "what you doing" he asked them "we're waiting for people to join us on a quest" Rogan says "can I join" the man asks "sure" he sits down beside them.

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The Crimson Dagger Strikes Again

Fanatic says, "you may join, but firs can i ask your name?"
The robed figure turns to fanatic and says...

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Three is the number thou shalt count, and the number thou shalt will be three. Thou shalt not count four, nor shall thou count two, unless thee preceedeth to three. Five is right out.
--Monty python and the Holy Grail

*out of character*

You know, all the stories we have right now are very serious, with only brief moments of comedy. With the silliness here already, why don't we make the first Cytherian comedy?

*sees what other people think*

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Out of character
I'm no good at comedy but I can try if you want (sorry for posting so late)
back in

"My name's Hunter whats yours?"

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The Crimson Dagger Strikes Again

*out of c*

Yeah, a comedy would be nice.

*back in*

Rogan introduced himself and took a sip of wine...

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I`m a bomb technician. If you see me running...try to keep up.

Rogan vaguely wondered where his wine went, and was surprised to see me when he turned around. Before Rogan could say anything, I interposed, "Sure, I'll come along for awhile...I might not stay, but I'll be around." Rogan looked at GameFanatic for a second, and I took the opportunity to stow his wine in my pack.

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And so the problem remained; lots of people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches. Many were increasingly of the opinion that they had all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that the trees had been a bad move and that no one should ever have left the oceans. - Douglass Adams

Rogan looks around. "Okay, which one of you bastards took my wine?" He says. Kestrel smiles and turns away. Rogan looks at Hunter and says: "You`re closest to my sack and I don`t know you..." Hunter points at Fanatic. "I think he did it!" Fanatic answers: "Nah...it was Ferazel!" Ferazel scowls at Talos. A fight could break out at any instant...

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I`m a bomb technician. If you see me running...try to keep up.

Rogan turns to Hunter again and says " it was you wasn't it" Hunter protests "it wasn't me" Rogan dosn't beleave him and throws a punch at his face, but his fist bunces of a magic shield and hits Fanatic in the back of the head...

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The Crimson Dagger Strikes Again

[This message has been edited by The Crimson Dagger (edited 12-19-2000).]

Talos, now passed out on the ground from drinking wine, gets up in time to see the mayhem. Drunken, he says, "Rogan, nice wine!"

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Drains the remainder of the winesack, and turns to Rogan, with a red face. "Who are we beating, mate? Let's go at 'em together!!"

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And so the problem remained; lots of people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches. Many were increasingly of the opinion that they had all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that the trees had been a bad move and that no one should ever have left the oceans. - Douglass Adams

Um...maybe a comedy won't be all that great after all. I can see this story won't get anywhere, and will probably never turn out the way GameFanatic intended it.

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"I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."

True. If we really want a comedy story, someone should make a different topic and let the Island be an ordinary team story.

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I`m a bomb technician. If you see me running...try to keep up.

So is this topic done or what?I was going to post in the story.Oh,ya,almost forgot,is their any more room for another story topic?

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[This message has been edited by Grapper (edited 12-21-2000).]

Fanatic writes down in the roster:
Talos, Ferazel, Rogan, Hunter, Kestrel, possibly Grapper.
They set off for the Island. Fanatic looked at his map. The Island was just off the southern coast of Cythera. Fanatic led the way....


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Three is the number thou shalt count, and the number thou shalt will be three. Thou shalt not count four, nor shall thou count two, unless thee preceedeth to three. Five is right out.
--Monty python and the Holy Grail

(Do you have an answer for my question?)

"I'm in."says Grapper.They all march of ignoring Grapper.

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After a days tramp with only a small bunch a ruffins to deal with the party finly reaches the sea you could just see the island of sure after steering at it for a few seconds Hunter looks around and asks "well did anyone bring a boat?"

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The Crimson Dagger Strikes Again

"Did you say you guys needed a boat?"
A fighter with seemingly glowing armor was sitting on the shore waving at them.
"Yes" said GF.
"Well, I guess I could take you to wherever you're going in my boat come this way.."
After questioning glances were exchanged amongst the original group Kestrel finally says
"OK. Lead on"
During the short walk to the boat the fighter introduces himself as Rogar, a fighter by occupation but since there no longer is a use for such people he explains that he fishes for his food and trains an occasional youngster that wants to become a warrior. After learning the reason for a boat Rogar finally says.
"Well, since taking you guys can I join your quest? I'm really not the fisherman type and I've been looking for a way to practice my fighting skills."
After a short discussion the group finally answers
"Sure. You're doing us a favor and we can use some extra help too."
"Thx. Well. Here we are"
The group is standing in front of a medium sized boat that looks like someone could live in it. As the group boards Rogar says,
"Welcome to my humble home and boat"

After about an hour of riding the winds the island became visible. GameFanatic gets Rogar to stop the boat and calls a small meeting. Once everyone was seated in the small dining room GameFanatic starts to talk.
"First of all I'd like to thank all of you for joing my quest. Now I'd like to explain to you the purpose of this expedition.....

***O of C***

FINALLY!!! I got back to the board!!!


I'll post my character desc. for Rogar ASAP

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a meteor, a momentary flare of brilliance.. like all life, Nothing really, in the sweep of time. But everything in the Force.