Northland War

Started by Pikepaw, June 07, 2003, 11:20:04 PM

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RazorClaw

 OOC: Mar Ker? OUCH!

RazorClaw had his claws cut off by an evil person of soem sort when he was young and attached titanium ones. He is a leader of a great horde. The End.  :lol:  

Almkman

 I just used names of six letter writing utensils that lay around on the desk.Like pencils and markers.
Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
     And songs to Alma Mater raise
  While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
   Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
  Time and change will surely show
   How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!

RazorClaw

 Ah. So, Protra C. Ter might be one, excluding the six-letter thing?

Almkman

 Yes and by getting rid of the six letter one.P E.N.Or Cra Yon.
Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
     And songs to Alma Mater raise
  While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
   Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
  Time and change will surely show
   How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!

Pikepaw

 OOC: Since no one has replied to my offer I shall kill the leader off and this happened before Almkman sent the letter let's say.  Almkman, did you take that from Mossflower about the killing part of your father.  Sorry if this is a little rushed but I have to leave in an hour on a camping trip (no internet) and won't be back till Sunday, but I may not come back on the forums till Monday.

Urthwrath had met the king after he was drunk.  The drunken king had gone crazy and attacked Urth, the wolf had to fight back.  Moving like a shadow Urth W. Rath sliced him in half with his sabre.  He looked at the slain leader with disdain; leader, huh!  Truth be told the former captain never liked his former leader, he had been a lazy, vain, whimpy king who didn't know a thing.  Urthwrath on the other hand knew how to be in charge.  Hearing the news was not much to the army and they gladly accepted Urth as their new leader.  Now the Lord, Urthwrath sent a reply to the letter he got from Pen Cil.

Dear Pen Cil,
I am finally rid of that oaf who called himself the king and I am now the Lord of my horde.  I will be happy to have an allience with you, meet me at the big hill between our territories.  My two captains with a score of beasts to show you the way and bring as many of your horde as you like.
Urth W. Rath.

Imediatly he sent Shande the short ferret with strange eyes captain and Gornt the giant gorilla rat captain with a score of hand picked hares, otters, ferrets and rats to meet Pen Cil.  All was well as he left to go to the hill.
Never muck with me because I'm a Canadian mercenary
Pikepaw has returned! He has become more evil! But I am back, to rule all and destroy the Earth!
If you knock me down, I'll get back up and knock you down, then I'll chase you with my torch and pitchfork and big club thingy.
In the words of the wise barbeast: "Yer true friends stick up fer ya! Yer best pals pay fer ya!" After this, the barbeast fell over drunk, after his last words of wisedom.

Almkman

 I'm going to be gone a week camping this summer.

Pen Cil picks a 2 score of his best fighters led by captain Cra Yon.He surrounded himself with them incase of an ambush.He followed the two captains to the hill where he would meet his old sly friend Urth Rath.
Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
     And songs to Alma Mater raise
  While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
   Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
  Time and change will surely show
   How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!

Brock

 A young otter ran away from his cave up north in the dead of night.  His name was Brock and he wanted to get away from the boring life that he led with his holt.  Packing his sack with some food, some throwing daggers, and his bow and arrows, he started walking away from his home to find adventure.  He spent his first night in a bush at the foot of a rather large hill.
I like Chicken, I like Liver, Meow Mix,Meow Mix, Please Deliver!

Pikepaw

 Urth had two adobted daughters, one was a weasel and the other was a ferret.  He had found them when he had been a corsair; his ship had raided a island and a vermin camp had been destroyed.  The wolf had heard crying and found two babes the same age weeping; so he took them in and rasied them as his daughters.  Now his daughters were two pretty little maids that were very kind and served meals, but they knew how to fight when it came to it and could be very harsh.  Their names were Jaedol (weasel) and Incogrl (ferret) and had been made lieutenants/scouts of the horde with 5 score of vermin each to command.  The ferretmaid and weaselmaid went off to scout now for Pen Cil and any enemies that would attack.  Suddenly Incogrl found something.  A young otter half asleep in a bush at the foot of the meeting hill.  Quickly Incogrl kicked him out of the bush and fully awakened the otter, but before he could get up the young ferrets' rapier point was at his neck.
"Who are you and why are you here at the hill, where Lord Urthwrath the Fighter has arragments, speak!" she screamed in the otters' face.
The young otter replied terrifed of the dangerous female, "I am Brock, I ran away from my holt to find adventure and was so tired I fell asleep here.  Please don't kill me."  Urth rushed over and helped the otter up.
"I am Lord Urthwrath, you are safe now.  You said you want adventure, will you join my horde Brock?"
Never muck with me because I'm a Canadian mercenary
Pikepaw has returned! He has become more evil! But I am back, to rule all and destroy the Earth!
If you knock me down, I'll get back up and knock you down, then I'll chase you with my torch and pitchfork and big club thingy.
In the words of the wise barbeast: "Yer true friends stick up fer ya! Yer best pals pay fer ya!" After this, the barbeast fell over drunk, after his last words of wisedom.

Brock

 OOC: I guess I really was tired.  I slept in until 1:00 today.

Brock looked up at the big wolf and thought a moment.  He then decided that it would be the perfect opportunity.  Yes I will join your horde Lord Urthwrath, but what is it that you want me to do?  Are we going into battle with someone?
I like Chicken, I like Liver, Meow Mix,Meow Mix, Please Deliver!

Almkman

 Pen Cil had his one scouts to check the strength of Urth Rath.His scouts reported that there were 10 score vermin accompanying Urth Rath.Pen Cil thought to himself that his old friend brought enough vermin to start a war.So he sent for two other captains who were leading a raiding party close by.
Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
     And songs to Alma Mater raise
  While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
   Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
  Time and change will surely show
   How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!

Pikepaw

 OOC: Brock I am a wolf with the strength of a badger, but not one bit a badger.
"Not yet young one, you will start out as a scout for me when I need you and you will have two score of otters, hares and squirrels to command.  We will see how you do with that Brock."  Jaedol came back and guided them to Pen Cil to meet for peace talk.  "Hello Pen Cil my old friend.  Do not be put off by the 200 here, they are only the scout forces that are under the command of my daughters, Jaedol and Incogrl, to make sure we weren't ambushed by foes.  Let us talk of peace between our two kingdoms so we can fight bigger foes to stay unconquered in the northlands.  If you don't trust me than I will send my forces off the hill and yours can stay so we can talk.  Is that okay wit you friend?" Urth W. Rath asked.  The scout forces went down to the bottom of the hill to wait, but Brock stayed with him.
Never muck with me because I'm a Canadian mercenary
Pikepaw has returned! He has become more evil! But I am back, to rule all and destroy the Earth!
If you knock me down, I'll get back up and knock you down, then I'll chase you with my torch and pitchfork and big club thingy.
In the words of the wise barbeast: "Yer true friends stick up fer ya! Yer best pals pay fer ya!" After this, the barbeast fell over drunk, after his last words of wisedom.

Brock

 OOC: Oh sorry.  I'll edit that post.

Brock stared at the scouts walking down the hill and thought of what amazing adventures he was about to embark on.
I like Chicken, I like Liver, Meow Mix,Meow Mix, Please Deliver!

Kenny Boy

Quote from: RazorClawWell, I hate the Michigan State Wolverines, but the actual animals are cool. It's just too bad that Michigan had to nearly ruin the Wolverine's rep.
o yeah then DIE OHIO STATE FAN WOLVERINES ROCK *kills him with battle axe*
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RazorClaw

Quote from: Kenny Boy
Quote from: RazorClawWell, I hate the Michigan State Wolverines, but the actual animals are cool. It's just too bad that Michigan had to nearly ruin the Wolverine's rep.
o yeah then DIE OHIO STATE FAN WOLVERINES ROCK *kills him with battle axe*
This is just proof of the idiocy and vulgarity of M fans. Be warned, forum-goers! Peace Alliance is probably a Michigan fan, due to the fact that I like OSU.

Pikepaw

 DON'T USE THIS TOPIC JUST FOR YOUR STUPID, IDIOTODIC TALK ABOUT STATE MASCOTS THAT DON'T MATTER AT ALL AND ROLE PLAY!  IF YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT YOUR STUPID STATE WOLVES AND JUNK, THEN MAKE YOUR OWN TOPIC ABOUT IT AND DON'T JUST SPAM HERE!  YOU HEAR ME!  I got really upset!  **Venting with rage.**
Never muck with me because I'm a Canadian mercenary
Pikepaw has returned! He has become more evil! But I am back, to rule all and destroy the Earth!
If you knock me down, I'll get back up and knock you down, then I'll chase you with my torch and pitchfork and big club thingy.
In the words of the wise barbeast: "Yer true friends stick up fer ya! Yer best pals pay fer ya!" After this, the barbeast fell over drunk, after his last words of wisedom.