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Post by Luggy Urm on Feb 23, 2008 12:50:26 GMT -5
"Oi'd bee hornored to join ye! Oi've nover bien onw o treesuer hont!" Luggy has never been on a real adventure in his life, so he thought it would be good to start one here.
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 12:54:13 GMT -5
**Seor smiled.** That's great! Here, I'd like ye to meet my pals Verrie, Ty and Maleava. Hi! Hey there, mate!
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Post by Luggy Urm on Feb 23, 2008 12:57:51 GMT -5
"'Ello marm, surr. So, wheer do wee stort off? Oi'm vory excoted!"
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 13:04:29 GMT -5
Well, we were reading off from the back, what it says. Do you want to go now?
OOC: We're just each making up two lines of literally anything. I already went, so you can go. Then it'll be Maleava's turn.
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Post by Luggy Urm on Feb 23, 2008 13:12:43 GMT -5
OOC: Do you need me to translate what he says? BIC: "Oykay, leet's see heer, hurr: ...Uiop an boit dat nover moives frem dit's spoet on lond, scon de lond for de Moss dat expens. Hmmm, deferntly o challenge, burr aye!
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 17:50:51 GMT -5
Aye, you're right. We'll see what the first four lines mean after Maleava goes. **Seor turned to Maleava.** Do you mind reading the next two lines? OOC: I think I know what you mean to say, but I'm not exactly sure. Can you translate please?
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Post by Maleava on Feb 24, 2008 11:17:08 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, gotta go right now, post later. Okay, I'm back. Sorry 'bout the delay. I'm really busy these days with work and stuff. BIC: **Maleava smiled shyly at the mole.** Hi there. **In response to Seor, the mouse nodded.** Okay, I'll go. At shadows length of one turned to the sun, do as moles do best.
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 24, 2008 19:29:37 GMT -5
Hmm... That's quite a riddle now, ain't it? What's it supposed t'mean? It's a riddle, so we've gotta solve it. I know that, flea-brain! Don't call me flea-brain, high livered- Hello guys? Y'done yet? He started it! Y'wish.
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Post by Luggy Urm on Feb 25, 2008 16:58:01 GMT -5
OOC: Up a boat that never moves from its spot on land, scan the land for the Moss that expands. BIC: "'Ello, marm. Oi'm Luggy Urm. Arnyways, wer do we stort?"
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Post by Maleava on Feb 27, 2008 10:37:30 GMT -5
Well... **Maleava was an okay warrior, and partly scholar too, nevertheless, she wasn' t very talented with riddles. Reading and writing was more likely going to be easier for her than this.** I guess we should start at the beginning, 'tis the most logical thing to do, I think.
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 27, 2008 11:26:08 GMT -5
I agree with Maleava, guys, how 'bout ye, Luggy Urm? **Seor cocks her head slightly, and looks funningly at Verrie who is making faces at her brother who had just called her full of beans that never hop.**
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