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Post by Elidor on Aug 10, 2002 6:40:45 GMT
Let's be nice this once and let her clean up the place. ;D ;D
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 10, 2002 11:14:55 GMT
Let's be nice?
*looks at Eli incredulously*
I don't know the meaning of the word.
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Post by Elidor on Aug 10, 2002 11:56:16 GMT
Fine... Let's be neutral and let this pathetic lady of Rohan clean the place up... Ewoyn...Hope you don't mind ;D
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Aug 10, 2002 17:34:12 GMT
*Pathetic? I'll show them who is pathetic!* Eowyn thinks to herself, promising that she won't clean up the place for nothing!
"Really?" she asks, finally setting on one of the many ideas in her creative mind. "And what about something in return? Nothing is for free these days. If I clean up the place, your in my debt!" Eowyn says to the Nazgul, placing her hands on her hips...
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 11, 2002 6:53:52 GMT
*laughs at the sheild maiden's foolhardy comments.*
You want to bargain with us do you?
A little foolish but admirable all the same..
How about you clean this place from top to bottom and we won't kill you.
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Post by Imrel on Aug 11, 2002 8:30:05 GMT
(This looks like fun.)
*Imrel opens the door and Gives a slight double-take.* Er... Hello... I suppose this isn't the gift shop, then... *Makes a mental note to bare a grudge against the orc that pointed her in this direction.* So what's going on? Late spring cleaning?
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 11, 2002 8:51:09 GMT
By the fires of Mordor! Imrel! What a surprise!
I don't think I've ever seen you set foot inside a property of the Dark Lord.
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Post by Imrel on Aug 11, 2002 8:57:05 GMT
Well I think the looks of this place is the reason why... *Looks around nervously. Flinches as a distant sceam pierces the air.*
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Post by Jared on Aug 11, 2002 11:04:52 GMT
Don't worry. That was just a nosey Elf an Uruk-Hai brought in a while ago. She was skulking around his vegetable garden.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Aug 11, 2002 12:16:44 GMT
"So this for my life?" Eowyn asks doubtfully. She ponders over it, deciding that they wanted her to clean it, but NOT properly...
"Imrel! How come you decided to come here?" the shield maiden asks, slightly surprised.
Eowyn turns to the Witch King. "Alright! I'll clean it up, but not only do you have to let me out of here alive, but completely unharmed! Do we have a deal?" She asks with a smile...
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Post by Jared on Aug 11, 2002 12:19:48 GMT
You shouldn't bargain, miserable wench.
It'd only land you in more trouble.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Aug 11, 2002 12:30:57 GMT
"Miserable? Me? Who's the doomed one here?" Eowyn says with a laugh. "Nine for the mortal men doomed to die...?"
Eowyn then walks over to where a large bucket of eater is standing, knowing very well the first step in cleaning the place up, in a fun way...
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Post by Jared on Aug 11, 2002 12:36:46 GMT
The deal isn't struck yet, dearie. We know you're eager and all, but don't forget that we actually have armies or Orcs and Uruk-Hai for this simple job. Perhaps we'll give you another little task to do. Wait for the Witch-King's verdict.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Aug 11, 2002 12:53:15 GMT
"Whatever! I'm not completely helpless!" Eowyn says as she spots a nearby stool and brushes the dust of it (not wanting to ruin her robe) and sits down. She looks around the place...
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 11, 2002 20:32:48 GMT
You sharlob! mistake me for someone who actually cares!
I do not make deals...
*paces the stone floor, clanking his chains.*
You are on my territory and therefore you must abide by my rules. If you choose to enter the realms of darkness and death then you must pay the consequences.
*looks from Eowyn to Imrel as though trying to decide. The silence in the pit is deafening..*
Tie them up Elidor! While I think up a suitable fate....
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