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Post by The Witch King on Sept 16, 2003 9:00:55 GMT
*In the fading light two black figures emerge from the woods, riding silently along the path that winds it's way through the Shire.*
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Khamul
Pizgal (Corporal)
Drinks: 10 Mai Tais (then impaled innkeeper on swizzle stick).Killed: 17 human men. Go us!
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Post by Khamul on Sept 16, 2003 9:15:23 GMT
[Khamul grunted in an annoyed fashion, his butt was starting to hurt. Apocalypse's stride was about as smooth as a bucking Warg seized in an epilectic fit. His dark shadow of a steed snorted, recognizing the paths to the sleepy, smoke filled hills of Hobbiton. Khamul turned to WK.]
So, what shall we do first? Set the stables ablaze? terrorize the wee Hobbit children? Steal the entire year's supply of Pipeweed?
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 16, 2003 9:31:33 GMT
*The Witch King reined in his horse and looked down on the sleepy hamlet. There was an evil glint in his eye.*
Even better then that....we'll knock on their doors and then run away.
*He gave a low chuckle.*
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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 16, 2003 9:40:04 GMT
[Khamul allowed a high pitched, malicious cackle to escape his throat.]
It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant! *clears throat*
[They near a secluded area where they can hitch the horses to the trees. Khamul dismounts, evil intent filling his blackened husk of heart with glee. He tiptoes behind a large rowan, but his excitement makes him look as though he is skipping or hopping more than lurking. He chortles to himself and motions for WK to follow him down to the first victim's house, the ones with all the bluebells in the front yard.]
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 16, 2003 10:06:21 GMT
*Witch King crept after Khamul, unfortunately he failed to spot a snail meandering across the lawn, and he crushed it noisily under his boot.
He mouthed the word sorry at Khamul and crept onwards towards the front door.*
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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 17, 2003 8:54:53 GMT
[Khamul made a disgusted face as the slime dangled from the bottom of WK's raised bootheel. They both stood at the small entrance to the Hobbit dwelling within the hillside. Khamul bent down and knocked sharply on the circular wooden door, trying to bite back evil laughter as he did so. Noise came from within, shuffling and some muffled greetings. Khamul elbowed WK and took off down the road.]
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 17, 2003 12:35:43 GMT
*Witchy had his hand over his mouth stifling giggles. When he heard voices he turn and ran back down the path, unfortunately his robes snared in a thorn bush and he was held fast.
The door was opening..
He looked at the dissapearing figure of khamul and froze.*
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Post by Alf on Sept 17, 2003 14:32:44 GMT
(Aka Imrel. May I?)
Who's there?
*Alf squints into the darkness, but sees no one at the door step. There seems to be something further down the path... But maybe it's a trick of the shadow?
*From inside he can hear his friend Fob calling him impatiently.*
Coming, coming...
*Still puzzled, he turns to go, but lingers at the door a moment. Can he hear crunching?*
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 17, 2003 20:43:48 GMT
(Hehe ;D I was wondering who the hell Alf was)
*Witch King draws his sword and hisses loudly*
Be gone Halfling!
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Post by Imrel on Sept 17, 2003 23:13:52 GMT
(Remember the Mushrooms? ;D)
*Alf reels in terror.*
Holy-!
*Muffled inquiries of what in Middle Earth is going on out there can be heard from within, and a few seconds later Alf is grabbed by the shoulder by one of his hobbit friends and yanked inside. The cheerfully round door slams cheerfully shut, and all falls silent inside.*
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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 18, 2003 6:33:08 GMT
[Khamul hid behind a large tree, snickering to himself. When WK failed to show, he turned back around to catch "Alf" being dragged back inside. Khamul walked over to the still thorn bush-caught WK.]
Don't tell me. That rose bush jumped right out in front of you. Scary.
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 18, 2003 8:53:52 GMT
*Witchy sheathed his sword and disentangled himself from the bush before straightening his robes.*
Yeah it came out of nowhere. Must be some kind of Elven curse.
I think we should try our luck someplace else.
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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 18, 2003 9:03:52 GMT
[Khamul is about to continue with his onslaught of dry sarcasm, but at the words "Elven Curse", his face appears gravely serious. With an enraged shriek, he sets the rose bush ablaze, reducing the plant to charcoal and then stomps on the blackened ashes.]
Damn foofy Elves and their crafty tricks... We definitely should move on.
[Khamul looks around suspiciously before continuing down the dirt path.]
Here, you choose our next victim, M'Lord.
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Post by Elidor on Sept 19, 2003 12:29:55 GMT
*Eli was riding across the Shire, known for its beautiful surroundings. Then, she heard various words in Black Speech uttered in the distance and went to check it out.* OOC: Khamul, how did you know about the word foofy if you are not a Eriador veteran?!  |
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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 24, 2003 4:56:14 GMT
OOC: What's so special about the word "foofy"? LOL, you're not the only people in the world who use that slang term.
BIC: [Khamul and WK stumbled down the dirt paths of Hobbiton, waiting for the most oppurtune moment to strike. The black easterling hears hoofbeats and turns to find another fellow Wraith following them.]
Ah, Elidor! Have you come to wreak some juvenile havoc too?
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