EZ_Thantalus Dagrimal
10-19-00, 02:45 PM
Please excuse the lack of grammar, have to write in and out of my boss talking to me
Chronicles of Thantalus's travells around Norath
Damn the Rain
It was a cold, wet night when Thantalus awoke from his slumber. Skouring the horizon he looked for the signs of the comming day. Shaking his head in disappointment it occurred to him that there was still a long way to go till the birth of a new day.
Trudging off in his rain soaked clothing, he set his destination towards the castle of Karnors where he may find some ruins in which to keep dry and continue his slumber.
On the way throught the ice cavern, passing under the tall spires of the mountain ranges he eventually came to the opening on the other side. Looking across the terrain which lay before him, he let out a sigh.."wish this infernal rain would stop" muttering under his breath as to not inform anyone of his existance.
The walk seemed to last forever, dodging agressive beasts and the odd foraging giant whom would take a fancy to Thantalus's existance. Upon reaching his destination to the once magnificant structures which now layed waste through conflict and lack of repair. He quickly became alerted to the clanging of swords, the pants of battle. Quickly ducking into the shadows the darkness embraced his body hiding Thant from the prieng eyes. Quickly yet silently he sneaked towards the sounds. Observing infront of him was a battle enraging between two barbarian warriors with a raging dog like creature. Seething at the mouth and the clashing of teeth the dog fought hard to kill these damn humans.
"Hmmm.. this is a little one sided", moving off still hidden he came between the combatants. kneeling down in the middle of the whirling blades between all three, thantalus drew in a deep breath....then with all his might yelled "NARF!!".
"... WTF", stuttered the barbarians "... "WOOF YAPPPP!!" screamed the dog. Bewildered they forgot their eternal struggle and stared in amazement at each other.
Shrugging, they continued the battle.... . "NARF!!". "OMG what the hell is going on" stammered the barbarian. Pausing yet again they looked at each other to find answer to this mystery.
"So gents, how goes this night" proudly Thantalus stated. "Who is this?" commanded the older of the two barbarians.
"Why i am he whom sneaks through the shadows, steals thy hard earned cash, the antivirgin of thy daughters, I am Thantalus"...."... and i am here to bring you news so bad that even thy small brains can not comprehend".
"ARROooooo?" stammered the dog. "What news then is this THIEF!" as the barbarian frothed..."If thee do not tell me of this news i will slay thee....<FUDUNK>" the poor barbarians words where cut short by a seething pain which overrealmed him. Pulling out his dagger from the unsuspecting barbs back thantalus's stare focused upon the other barbarian."GULP!" as the barbarian cleared his throat.."uummm... hehe... oh he wasnt a good friend of mine.. never agreed with him... yes bad guy" clambered the last barbarian, striving to strike or bargain for his life which now he deemed as being at risk.
"Well as i was saying after that rude interuption... i have bad news" stated thantalus. "may i <gulp> ....ask thee what this is?" grimaced the barbarian in the expectance that his words will cut him surely as thantalus's blade.
"well it goes like this... the all mighty verant has decided... DECIDED, to ........ have a patch day tomorrow so you guys better camp.. Have a nice day!" and on this thantalus ducked into the shadows.
"that gets them everytime" he giggled.
The Quest for sleep
The might Hill Giant, Nitog Flem Fighter, slowly walked across the hills of Rathe Mountains. It was a beutiful morning he thought. The chirping of birds, smell of dew on the dampened earth. The sun which had only just peeked onthe horizon began its quest to bring warmth to the beings of norath.
Strolling about his domain, his attempts to be rid of the aftereffects of his drinking binge the night before. "ooooh... me head hurts" he muttered. Clasping his head with one hand as to eleviate the pain. "Me no drink anymore" his pitiful voice wobbled. It wasnt a good day for old Nitog. His youth was no more and the dwarven blood wine was that much more potent than what it once was.
After awhile it became a little too much for him to bare, heaving himself over Nitog expended his stomach contents onto a nearby push.."beeeuuuuuuhh!!". "What the HELL!!" belowed the bushes. Completly stunned by this Nitog replied "Bush..bush speak.. you speak more bush?". "NO!! what you want me to talk to you after you just vomited all over me... MY GOD giant... what kinda fool you take me for... perhaps you see me as a gully dwarf, putrid in smell and looks... you are an oath, a philistine and a complete bastard!!" yelled the bush. Reeling back from this verbal onslaught the giant was completely gob smacked for words.
"Me sorry Mr Bush.. had hard night.. drink much.. stomarch and head sore... me no well" babbled Nitog.."hmm... well then perhaps i will let this be... look you really must watch where you vomit... but now look at me... i have to get all my leaves cleaned..." nitog on hearing the bush started to fumble for his zipper on his trousers "me clean you bush.. me clean", "BLOODY HELL STOP!!" ordered the bush.. "DONT YOU DARE PEE ON ME!!". Stopping quickly with his trousers around his knees, the giant swayed."Oh.. me sorry bush... you not lemon tree" giggled Nitog "how can me help ya?".
"Well first off.. it takes a lot of money.. Platinum to clean my lavish leaves, to restore me to my former glory", "Me can do that for you, Giants rich.. kill many travellers.. take funny small coins... worth much" smirked Nitog. "Coins.. how much coins you have then GIANT!!" there was a slight elation in the bushes voice. "Many sacks of monies.. many" Nitog stated this with pride, on this he turned and left towards his home to retrieve the money. "DONT BE LONG!!" belowed the bush after Nitog...."Meeeee nooo beee longgg" the reply echoed back.
It wasnt long till Nitog came stumbling back with four sacks of platinum on his back. Completely uncoordinated he walked his drunken farting backside back to the bush.
Dropping the sacks of money on the ground, coins slipped out of the openings, like water running through the hands of a child. "There go bushy.. lots of monies", "WOWSA.. umm... i mean GOOD!, you have done well Nitog.. now you must do one more thing" the bush rustled with excitement. "Daaa... wot that then bushy?" questioned Nitog whom now would want nothing more than to sleep. "I want you to get me a rose of Ice, this is found many walks to the north, to the valley of your cousins in Permafrost", "me sick bushy... me no want to go that far bushy" cried Nitog.
Pitty came upon the bush.."hmm.. okay then.. i will make it a little easier... would you mind then finding me a small Miftog Gruptraglock"..."and then bring it hear" there seemed to be a giggling sound from the bush in its speech. "Wot is a Miftog Grupfloopy thingy... me know no dis thing" Nitog was completely confused with this request. Not only was his head hurting but now all twenty braincells where working over time, trying in desperation to figure what this thing was. "the miftog is easy to spot.. if you roam around in Feerot Forest you will surely find one easy... but i like you giant... one easy way to find it is too be naked but for a loine clothe... place fourteen feathers up each nostril and then walk around flapping ones arms shouting "Groo Choo Floop"" chuckled the bush.
Nitog pondered on this for a short while, when eventually he nodded and grudgenly walked off to the feerot zone.
It was perhaps ten minutes later, nitog could no longer been seen. Slowly a hand, then an arm apeared from the bush.. rumaging in the sacks of coin. Like a machine the hand would dart in and out of the bush and sack, until eventually a blonde haired woodelf dressed in black armour, which was now tarnished with vomit strolled out of the bush. "God damn i am not going to sleep in a bush anymore near giants" grumbled the woodelf. But on seeing his swollen backpack and pockets, he chuckled.
Picking up some damp moss he walked off in the opposite direction of Nitogs path. Wiping at the vomit with the moss to attempted to clean himself somewhat, he headed to lake rathe.
As the woodelf came to the pass to lake rathe, he turned around to the hills behind him. "NARF!" he belowed. "damn there has to be a better way to sleep" he sighed.
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Chronicles of Thantalus's travells around Norath
Damn the Rain
It was a cold, wet night when Thantalus awoke from his slumber. Skouring the horizon he looked for the signs of the comming day. Shaking his head in disappointment it occurred to him that there was still a long way to go till the birth of a new day.
Trudging off in his rain soaked clothing, he set his destination towards the castle of Karnors where he may find some ruins in which to keep dry and continue his slumber.
On the way throught the ice cavern, passing under the tall spires of the mountain ranges he eventually came to the opening on the other side. Looking across the terrain which lay before him, he let out a sigh.."wish this infernal rain would stop" muttering under his breath as to not inform anyone of his existance.
The walk seemed to last forever, dodging agressive beasts and the odd foraging giant whom would take a fancy to Thantalus's existance. Upon reaching his destination to the once magnificant structures which now layed waste through conflict and lack of repair. He quickly became alerted to the clanging of swords, the pants of battle. Quickly ducking into the shadows the darkness embraced his body hiding Thant from the prieng eyes. Quickly yet silently he sneaked towards the sounds. Observing infront of him was a battle enraging between two barbarian warriors with a raging dog like creature. Seething at the mouth and the clashing of teeth the dog fought hard to kill these damn humans.
"Hmmm.. this is a little one sided", moving off still hidden he came between the combatants. kneeling down in the middle of the whirling blades between all three, thantalus drew in a deep breath....then with all his might yelled "NARF!!".
"... WTF", stuttered the barbarians "... "WOOF YAPPPP!!" screamed the dog. Bewildered they forgot their eternal struggle and stared in amazement at each other.
Shrugging, they continued the battle.... . "NARF!!". "OMG what the hell is going on" stammered the barbarian. Pausing yet again they looked at each other to find answer to this mystery.
"So gents, how goes this night" proudly Thantalus stated. "Who is this?" commanded the older of the two barbarians.
"Why i am he whom sneaks through the shadows, steals thy hard earned cash, the antivirgin of thy daughters, I am Thantalus"...."... and i am here to bring you news so bad that even thy small brains can not comprehend".
"ARROooooo?" stammered the dog. "What news then is this THIEF!" as the barbarian frothed..."If thee do not tell me of this news i will slay thee....<FUDUNK>" the poor barbarians words where cut short by a seething pain which overrealmed him. Pulling out his dagger from the unsuspecting barbs back thantalus's stare focused upon the other barbarian."GULP!" as the barbarian cleared his throat.."uummm... hehe... oh he wasnt a good friend of mine.. never agreed with him... yes bad guy" clambered the last barbarian, striving to strike or bargain for his life which now he deemed as being at risk.
"Well as i was saying after that rude interuption... i have bad news" stated thantalus. "may i <gulp> ....ask thee what this is?" grimaced the barbarian in the expectance that his words will cut him surely as thantalus's blade.
"well it goes like this... the all mighty verant has decided... DECIDED, to ........ have a patch day tomorrow so you guys better camp.. Have a nice day!" and on this thantalus ducked into the shadows.
"that gets them everytime" he giggled.
The Quest for sleep
The might Hill Giant, Nitog Flem Fighter, slowly walked across the hills of Rathe Mountains. It was a beutiful morning he thought. The chirping of birds, smell of dew on the dampened earth. The sun which had only just peeked onthe horizon began its quest to bring warmth to the beings of norath.
Strolling about his domain, his attempts to be rid of the aftereffects of his drinking binge the night before. "ooooh... me head hurts" he muttered. Clasping his head with one hand as to eleviate the pain. "Me no drink anymore" his pitiful voice wobbled. It wasnt a good day for old Nitog. His youth was no more and the dwarven blood wine was that much more potent than what it once was.
After awhile it became a little too much for him to bare, heaving himself over Nitog expended his stomach contents onto a nearby push.."beeeuuuuuuhh!!". "What the HELL!!" belowed the bushes. Completly stunned by this Nitog replied "Bush..bush speak.. you speak more bush?". "NO!! what you want me to talk to you after you just vomited all over me... MY GOD giant... what kinda fool you take me for... perhaps you see me as a gully dwarf, putrid in smell and looks... you are an oath, a philistine and a complete bastard!!" yelled the bush. Reeling back from this verbal onslaught the giant was completely gob smacked for words.
"Me sorry Mr Bush.. had hard night.. drink much.. stomarch and head sore... me no well" babbled Nitog.."hmm... well then perhaps i will let this be... look you really must watch where you vomit... but now look at me... i have to get all my leaves cleaned..." nitog on hearing the bush started to fumble for his zipper on his trousers "me clean you bush.. me clean", "BLOODY HELL STOP!!" ordered the bush.. "DONT YOU DARE PEE ON ME!!". Stopping quickly with his trousers around his knees, the giant swayed."Oh.. me sorry bush... you not lemon tree" giggled Nitog "how can me help ya?".
"Well first off.. it takes a lot of money.. Platinum to clean my lavish leaves, to restore me to my former glory", "Me can do that for you, Giants rich.. kill many travellers.. take funny small coins... worth much" smirked Nitog. "Coins.. how much coins you have then GIANT!!" there was a slight elation in the bushes voice. "Many sacks of monies.. many" Nitog stated this with pride, on this he turned and left towards his home to retrieve the money. "DONT BE LONG!!" belowed the bush after Nitog...."Meeeee nooo beee longgg" the reply echoed back.
It wasnt long till Nitog came stumbling back with four sacks of platinum on his back. Completely uncoordinated he walked his drunken farting backside back to the bush.
Dropping the sacks of money on the ground, coins slipped out of the openings, like water running through the hands of a child. "There go bushy.. lots of monies", "WOWSA.. umm... i mean GOOD!, you have done well Nitog.. now you must do one more thing" the bush rustled with excitement. "Daaa... wot that then bushy?" questioned Nitog whom now would want nothing more than to sleep. "I want you to get me a rose of Ice, this is found many walks to the north, to the valley of your cousins in Permafrost", "me sick bushy... me no want to go that far bushy" cried Nitog.
Pitty came upon the bush.."hmm.. okay then.. i will make it a little easier... would you mind then finding me a small Miftog Gruptraglock"..."and then bring it hear" there seemed to be a giggling sound from the bush in its speech. "Wot is a Miftog Grupfloopy thingy... me know no dis thing" Nitog was completely confused with this request. Not only was his head hurting but now all twenty braincells where working over time, trying in desperation to figure what this thing was. "the miftog is easy to spot.. if you roam around in Feerot Forest you will surely find one easy... but i like you giant... one easy way to find it is too be naked but for a loine clothe... place fourteen feathers up each nostril and then walk around flapping ones arms shouting "Groo Choo Floop"" chuckled the bush.
Nitog pondered on this for a short while, when eventually he nodded and grudgenly walked off to the feerot zone.
It was perhaps ten minutes later, nitog could no longer been seen. Slowly a hand, then an arm apeared from the bush.. rumaging in the sacks of coin. Like a machine the hand would dart in and out of the bush and sack, until eventually a blonde haired woodelf dressed in black armour, which was now tarnished with vomit strolled out of the bush. "God damn i am not going to sleep in a bush anymore near giants" grumbled the woodelf. But on seeing his swollen backpack and pockets, he chuckled.
Picking up some damp moss he walked off in the opposite direction of Nitogs path. Wiping at the vomit with the moss to attempted to clean himself somewhat, he headed to lake rathe.
As the woodelf came to the pass to lake rathe, he turned around to the hills behind him. "NARF!" he belowed. "damn there has to be a better way to sleep" he sighed.
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