Khamul
Pizgal (Corporal)
Drinks: 10 Mai Tais (then impaled innkeeper on swizzle stick).Killed: 17 human men. Go us!
Posts: 51
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Post by Khamul on Sept 4, 2003 20:09:31 GMT
[Khamul stomps in, looking really annoyed for a cloaked, invisible figure.]
Pushdug Akashuga-hai...
[He stops near the WitchKing, greeting his Commander before slamming a silver gloved fist on the barcounter.]
Durbûrz akrum, rad!
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Post by Grubhosh on Sept 4, 2003 20:31:30 GMT
Hobbit trouble M'lord?
barry shook his head
vicious little bu*ggers aren't they? I hear they have a nasty bite too.What'll it be then? we've got some more rot gut ale, the liquor made from mushrooms if you'd like or some morgul brandy 'best east of carn dum.
He grinned(OOC you were asking for a drink rite? My translation's a bit sloppy sometimes  )
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Khamul
Pizgal (Corporal)
Drinks: 10 Mai Tais (then impaled innkeeper on swizzle stick).Killed: 17 human men. Go us!
Posts: 51
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Post by Khamul on Sept 4, 2003 20:49:57 GMT
OOC: Er yeah. It was supposed to say "Strong liquor, now" but I might have missed a prefix or something. I've just begun to learn from WK's handy dictionary.
BIC:
[Khamul growled at the very thought of those dirty halflings coming close enough to touch him.]
Whatever's the strongest, I suposse that Morgul brandy will do...
[He waved his hand dismissively and took a seat near the WitchKing.]
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Post by Grubhosh on Sept 4, 2003 21:21:49 GMT
Of course sir
He reached for the brandy bottle and poured out the nazgul a generous measure
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 14, 2003 23:33:28 GMT
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Barry stood behind the bar polishing a spotted mirror. Grubby sat on her bar stool watching him. She glared at her reflection
never knew there was a mirror here.. ugh how long were you going to let me go about with a chicken bone stuck in my hair?
she pulled it out and threw it over her shoulderBarry scowled and cuffed her round the ear
I Just cleaned that,
why are you cleaning anyway? no ones going to care. It'll be just as filthy come tomorrow
I care,
the troll said defensivly crossing his arms
aren't you going to help?
'course not watching other people work is so much more rewarding, where is everyone?
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 17, 2003 8:37:59 GMT
*Witch King had just walked through the low archway of the Goblin when he was hit by a stray chicken bone. he picked the offending item from his robes and marched up to the bar, depositing it in front of Grubby.*
I believe this is yours..
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 17, 2003 21:42:14 GMT
Grubby went pale
sh*t.. I mean sorry M'lord..
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 18, 2003 7:02:44 GMT
Hmmm...
*He eyed her with contempt.*
I see your propping up the bar again as usual Grubhosh. Does this mean that the emptying of the dung pits has been completed?
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 18, 2003 21:43:33 GMT
oh yes, of course M'lord
'urk!' she thought. why was she shoveling dung anyway, she was suposed to be a soldier, she come to Mordor to kill things not to skivy and run errands. Jumping off her stool Grubby bowed to the witch king.
if you'd excuse me i have to go to the toilet
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 18, 2003 22:23:06 GMT
oh...okay..
*He stepped aside to let her pass then took her stool, making himself comfortable at the bar.*
The usual Barry!
*As he glanced in the direction of the troll half-wit he noticed him cleaning.*
Whats going on?
*Barry never cleaned the Tipsy Goblin and Witchy immediately suspected foul play. There was some hideous Elven curse at work here.*
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 18, 2003 22:54:01 GMT
Barry poured out a generous measure of brandy for the witch king
just though it was time for a bit of a spring clean that an' i think i lost mog in 'ere somewhere..eh?
Barry grinned and nudged the witchking just in case he hadn't got the joke.
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 19, 2003 22:08:40 GMT
*The wraith recoiled at the trolls jab and brushed off his robes. He still wasn't convinced.*
I thought Mog got crushed in that unfortunate incident with the anvil and the frayed rope?
*His sipped at his brandy, his eyes fixed on Barry.*
You know if you weren't so hideous and repulsive I'd have suspected you of cavorting around with elf maidens.
*His eyes went all far away looking*
They have this strange power of making you want to...clean things..
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 20, 2003 20:57:38 GMT
ah no missed him by a hairs' breth.. since then he'd been acting funny.. off my brandy..
Barry looked thoughtfull
'worse than the time he drank the rat poison.. I almost miss 'is little ways 'is special smell
there is a scrabbling sound from under the floorboards Barry ignores it and sighs melodramaticaly. His face hardens at the mentions of elves.
ah no m'lord elves 'wouldn't be having anything to do with THEM
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Post by The Witch King on Dec 20, 2003 21:11:44 GMT
Good good!
*Witchy shifted uncomfortably in his seat.*
Indeed we wouldn't want the likes of them in here.
*He heard the scratching sound and decided to use it as a diversion from the topic of elves.*
Theres something under the floor Barry..I can hear it..
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Post by Grubhosh on Dec 20, 2003 21:34:33 GMT
It's probaly that d*mned ferret it's taken to lurking about and biting my customers, if i get my hands on 'im..
Barry paused to listen. The scrabbling continued follwed by a faint whining sound
I 'ave the little b*gger this time!
Barrby tip-toed (or as close to tip-toeing a 9ft troll can get) across the floor, he crouched with his ear to the floor listening, Barry brought his fist back slowley then punched a hole in the floor, giving a cry of triumph as he pulled up his quarry. It was Mog very dusty and skinny looking. The little orc was hissing and snarling trying his best to bite brarry's hand
Mog! there yer are!
He gave the wriggling goblin a rib crushing hug.
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