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Thanks for your consideration, Tasra Amalayax, Derfel Fastfoot, Kaiser Lothar, Hans Wilhelm  Barnas Joined: 17 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 3322 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 12:53 PM Um...if you want. Have to say I came up with the name "Fri'el" though, if you want to use that :P  Vandle Savage Joined: 20 Sep 2003 Total Posts: 596 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 12:58 PM Feel free to use Vandle. I'm The Cult of Personality.  Phoenix_Flamehart Joined: 13 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 482 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 12:59 PM Go right ahead :) Again, credit where credit's due though :) - Who needs Epic Levels when you have Epic Eyebrows?  Quietus Joined: 29 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 803 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:04 PM Everyone, I was wondering if I could use your names and exploits (maybe not the exploits) for a short story I have to write for English. I just wanted to ask permission incase it gets published and I become a multi-millionaire :P Cool! I see a new brother for George in our future! ;) -Q  Landru Joined: 28 Apr 2003 Total Posts: 740 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:22 PM Sure, you can use my character's name in your story... Will you post it here for us to read when you finish it? M. Widt, Future Mayor of Port Royale ;) Question Authority!  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:34 PM Sure thing guys... All I gotta do now is try and get a feel for everyones characters today and over the weekend so I don't royally mess up everybodys personalities. I'm sure some people might be upset if I gave Vandle a Hansian personality :P Thanks again **Aimlessly wonders when this is due**  slink www.drislink.com Joined: 27 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 726 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:39 PM If Loli Dankirk's name is a prominant part of your multi-million-dollar earnings, I only need mortgage payments for two-and-a-half years until my husband can officially retire. *grin* Dieties preserve us from the evil chaotics named Lag, Crash, and Server Reset. PCs: Loli Dankirk (Ftr 18/Brd 8.5 @ 1777 hrs) left Vives for Origins; Gnora Gnombody (Sor 5 @ 54 hrs) and Amanda Stark (Wiz 3 @ ~10 hrs) left Vives for Feline Providence.  Fenarisk Joined: 14 Apr 2003 Total Posts: 823 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:45 PM Dunno if this applies, but feel free to use everything except Oronk (He's a name already in a novel of mine looking at publication.) Other than that, any of my gods are up for grabs too if you want (Tarik/Menarok/Gukathul). ~Fenarisk  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:50 PM Some day I'm gonna sit down at a PnP game and write down everything that happens, publish it, and split the earnings with the party... 30:20:20:20:20... Good, easy money.  JadeNight Joined: 28 Jul 2003 Total Posts: 20 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:56 PM Feel free to Use Jade Night... just make sure that you get her title(s) correct. :) Jade Night, Lady of the Emerald Order and Mage of the Ka'azim Tower. *thinks on how to make it longer*  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:58 PM *Begins to see a not-so-short story form* Well... 40 pages is still kinda short, right?  Barnas Joined: 17 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 3322 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 01:59 PM Her Supreme Holiness the Almighty Imortal Invincible Mistress, Jade Night, Lady of the Emereld Order and Mage of the Ka'azim Tower, Ba Bsc Ma Msc Phd MM VC GC MOH BS DSC, saviour of the Innocents, smiter-of-all-which-is-evil. I am too bored.  slink www.drislink.com Joined: 27 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 726 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 02:09 PM Some day I'm gonna sit down at a PnP game and write down everything that happens, publish it, and split the earnings with the party... 30:20:20:20:20... Good, easy money. Only if their math skills are no better than yours, or you have a bigger gun. *wicked grin* Dieties preserve us from the evil chaotics named Lag, Crash, and Server Reset. PCs: Loli Dankirk (Ftr 18/Brd 8.5 @ 1777 hrs) left Vives for Origins; Gnora Gnombody (Sor 5 @ 54 hrs) and Amanda Stark (Wiz 3 @ ~10 hrs) left Vives for Feline Providence.  slink www.drislink.com Joined: 27 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 726 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 02:15 PM If you haven't done so yet, read the two-book set by Kevin J. Anderson: Gamearth and Gameplay. It's a story about a PnP game told from the point of view of both the players and the characters. Dieties preserve us from the evil chaotics named Lag, Crash, and Server Reset. PCs: Loli Dankirk (Ftr 18/Brd 8.5 @ 1777 hrs) left Vives for Origins; Gnora Gnombody (Sor 5 @ 54 hrs) and Amanda Stark (Wiz 3 @ ~10 hrs) left Vives for Feline Providence.  Calmeir Joined: 28 Jul 2003 Total Posts: 320 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 02:30 PM You can use mine, but I want royalties!  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 03:33 PM Huh? 30:20:20:20... uh oh... Guess I'll have to embezzle an extra 10% :P  Calmeir Joined: 28 Jul 2003 Total Posts: 320 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 04:47 PM Feel free to Use Jade Night... just make sure that you get her title(s) correct. :) Jade Night, Lady of the Emerald Order and Mage of the Ka'azim Tower. *thinks on how to make it longer* lol, my title is about that long too, but for only one faction. Sir Calmeir Kishraad Knight Commander of the Emerald Order maybe we can work on finding a few more things to tack on there  Romulus Joined: 06 Jul 2003 Total Posts: 342 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 06:53 PM Romulus, Councilor of the Mages Order, Neutral Mage of Grey Tower, Gnomish Scholar of ThistleCreek, Son of Romulus I the first gnomish scourge of the underdark, inventor of the ClockWork Gnome and founder of Infused Diamond Energy source, Official Historian to the Legend Makers Guild, Headmaster in the Art of Necromancy, Alchemist of the Enclave of Refined Citizens,and the Great Diplomat who single handidly ended "The Great Grudge" of the Greenskins and the Gnomes. Feel free to use Romulus in all your glory, but I want 40% royalties.  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 06:56 PM Well, I'm gonna slash off about all of those titles. Off everyones. I don't think I'm gonna use half these people in what I turn into my English teacher... I'll continue the story though :P  Alenuska Joined: 01 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 56 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 07:29 PM yes but you had better not make Alen a nazi spy maybe a russian spy but not a germen one "...Another day passes and I slip further from reality..."  Nyrul Joined: 11 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 9 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 24 Oct 2003 09:20 PM You can use tharival if you want  Tasra www.bgmod.com Joined: 17 Jun 2003 Total Posts: 1364 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 04 Nov 2003 10:39 AM Sorry that I wasn't able to use all these cool names, but here's how it turned out. I would have, but it would have gotten too long, and my friend got all bent out of shape that I was ripping off the game. So, I decided to use mainly the setting and some set up. I'll continue this story later, in my own free time. This is what was handed in: Hans the Malignant It was a dark night with clear skies. The moon wasn’t out, and only the yellow pools of torchlight illuminated the city of Midor. I crouched in the shadows by the forge, hearing voices inside a large public housing the smelting furnaces and anvils. There were two people inside. The hammers were ringing, and then one stopped. Soon, the other stopped. I heard the echo of voices, but I knew not what they said or whom they belonged to. Footsteps sounded hollow in such a large building. Someone was leaving. I slunk deeper into the shadows outside the door, in my tarred leathers. I aimed my crossbow loaded with a tarred bolt. There was a torch nearby, ready for my purposes. An elf came out. dang the rich and haughty elves. He will be taught his lesson. He saw me not, and walked his way north to a grouping of roadside shops. I used ventriloquism to whisper in his ear from fifty feet away. “Drop two hundred gold, or on your head be it.” He kept walking. I slide up the street into another nook with a torch nearby. I repeated myself. “Drop two hundred gold, or on your head be it.” He ignored me again. He walked on. His back was to me. I lit my tar-covered bolt aflame with a torch. Nobody could see him. He was in everybody’s blind spots, covered by buildings. Everyone's except mine. I lightly squeezed the trigger, and his back arched. And then he fell without a clatter nor clamber. I snuck up on his unmoving form. Footsteps were behind me. I grabbed at the nearest thing of his I could. It was but a spear, I changed into clothes I had stolen off a paladin quickly. I walked out of the gates of Midor with all my belongings in a rather large pack; the crossbow was strapped onto the back. I threw the spear with a clatter into the creek. It was rosy pink on the horizon. I already knew it was to be a bad day. I walked along the roads north of Midor. The road to the kobolds passed me by. The crypt where the famous Narghul now lay was soon to my right. I smirked, thinking about the helm in my pack I had liberated from his dead body. At that thought I burst out laughing. They were about as restful as a brothel full of wenches. However, at the moment, nothing was happening in there. I saw a sign labeled The Great Plains along the dirt road that I treaded. There were bandits this way, however, I was also a bandit, and so they must fear for their lives as I did mine. Gorlath Keep rose up in the distance. Its innards were unknown; its courtyard was a mass and maze of dead trees. Ettin were about two hundred yards to the east of my position, perhaps I would have made a sojourn there. Suddenly, I saw three people appear next to me. I never noticed that they were nearby. I quickly cursed myself for a fool, but luckily I was still in the paladin’s clothes. I greeted them, and attempted to be pleasant. I said, “Hello, I am Goethe, paladin of Sif.” One was a botanist I had my hands visit before. He quickly recognized me. “You said your name was Edward the Grey last time we met. You had your hands in my pockets.” Ironically enough, at the moment my hands were loosening their purses right in front of them. I quickly realized I was in trouble. I yanked out a dagger and held it at his throat. “One misstep and I’ll kill him.” It seemed like a minute passed by. Maybe one did. But the next thing I knew, I couldn’t move. There was a mage amongst them. They quickly proceeded to bind my hands, and let the spell wear off. “Who are you, really? Your name seems to change as often as your clothes.” the dwarf said. She was wearing a suit of shining plate male and had a very large war hammer out. “I am Hans Wilhelm, of Port Royale.” “I think he needs a trip to jail.” The botanist said. He had so many leaves on and around him that he smelled of plants. So they led me back, past the crypt, back past the Kobold road, and back into the city. There was a gallows in the street, though nobody was dangling. The mage, or rather, the druid said, “Look there, perhaps we shall see his wrongs righted sooner than we thought.” They soon led me to the jail. They talked to the guard on duty in hushed whispers. I overheard bits and pieces. “Suspected… murder… theft… wouldn’t surprise… ya… ummm hmmmm…” The guard walked over to me, grabbed my bound hands, and pulled me inside a massive, circular building. I stumbled past many cells. Maybe it was four, maybe six, and maybe even eight. They were on either side of me. I was led past a desk and around a corner, and then I tripped and fell down the stairs. The guard leading me laughed, though the guards on duty downstairs maintained complete silence. The room was about ten feet by forty feet. The cells were blurred as I was shoved into a cell. It was about eight feet in diameter, and circular. There was a straw pad on the ground with a grate in the center. Suddenly, I realized I had all my gear. The world slowly straightened out, and I had survived the gallows, for now. Time passed at a snails pace. Seconds were minutes, minutes were hours, and hours were days. The only measurement of time was the changing of the guards and the feeding of the meals. Other than that, I was alone. I was utterly, and completely alone. Why they bothered to feed me was an enigma. I tried picking the locks, but I couldn’t. I was tempted to shoot the guards, but then I would starve. I was at their mercy. A month passed in this way. Eating, sleeping and excreting were the only things that happened. A man appeared at my cell door. He was well dressed and had a guard with him. He had to be a noble. It’s almost as though they expected me to attack them. Did they even realize I still had my weapons? He spoke. “Hans Wilhelm, enemy of the people, what are your crimes?” Did they not even know my crimes? What was this madness? “Murder, theft, extortion, bribery, attempted theft, breaking and entering…” “Enough! Who were the theft victims?” “Fri’el Skygem, Dias Ashfield, Palfrey the Timid, Talinos of the Seven Oaks, you…” He got rather huffy at this, and in the dim light I was just barely able to make out that he was blushing. With anger or embarrassment, I knew not. “I don’t like sending people to their deaths, but I have received many letters requesting to see you do the gallows dance.” Neither one of us spoke for a moment. My mind was racing. I knew I had an invisibility potion in my Edward the Grey clothes. I was wearing them at the moment. If they led me off to my death, I could have drunk it down and run as if the hounds of hell were at my heels. He started speaking again. “I will not send you to the gallows, however. Yet. You have one more chance. You are to stay with a certain man I have in mind. He will be your mentor. If, in a month, you have been reformed, you will be allowed to part ways. I shall go fetch him.” I was left alone again, or at least alone as I was going to get. Of course, the guards were still there, but they had likeliness to statues. I heard steps coming down the stairs. The two men came into my line of sight from the cell. The noble was with a man with similar looks. He had the same style hair cut, straight hair to the bottom of his neck, though his hair was even darker. He was the same height though he had muscles much larger than mine. Everything about him said he was a fighter. He spoke. “You’re with me?” “Yup. For now.” “Don’t let me see you do anything wrong, else you’ll get to know the gallows a bit more personally.” “You won’t see a thing.” I grinned slightly. This would last much, much shorter than a month. “Let’s go.” The noble opened the door, and I walked out. We soon found ourselves outside. “Did they give you your gear back?” “They never took it to begin with.” “dang fools. Okay, let’s go and see how you fare in combat. What are your skills?” “Theft, extortion, bribery, murder, traps, locks… you know, the usual.” “That’ll change in time. Come on.” He led me to the gates of the city. We walked out. I was a free man. We soon walked into some woods. There was a noose hanging from a limb there. “Why are we here?” “So I can show you what you avoided. So you’ll be grateful.” “Oh.” “Let’s go then.” He turned and started walking. I pulled out my crossbow, laid a bolt upon it, and cocked it. He heard it cocking and turned around. He saw a crossbow aimed right at his face, from about ten feet away. “Once a murderer, always a murderer.” I said. I pulled the trigger, and he collapsed with a hole in his forehead. I looked at the noose again. I had avoided the gallows, and it was time to avoid being caught. I put away my crossbow, and ran to join the bandits in the Great Plains.  Barnas Joined: 17 Aug 2003 Total Posts: 3322 Send PM   Re: Permission Asked of Thee Posted: 04 Nov 2003 11:18 AM ((Nice story!... I just wanna know how they knew Fri'el had an encounter with you; she didn't whine, had too much fun debating :P)) Previous Thread :: Next Thread  Page 1 of 1   Forums  > General  > General  > Permission Asked of Thee