Posts made by WhoAteTheCat

Glim ignores Ora's worrying question to Ruve. 'I like this one.' He thinks to himself. 'You don't live this long in this trade without being wary.'

Glim looks up the column at Ixuo and shakes his head smiling. He makes his way over to the Chadra, strolling in his long, slow, prideful gait.

"Ixuo, our wagon is part of the crew aye. But, we need to have it at the back, or it'll slow us down. And the longer we're on this road the more chance she'll break down." The Nheedra says sympathetically. To be totally honest it hurts Glimheim to say it.

Glim shakes the Udoadra's hand.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. Hopefully you can understand." He says, somewhat apologetically.

@docbilbo "Aye, we've always room for another set of hands." Glim says enthusiastically, extending his hand in beast kin welcome.
"We look forward to having your skill set available to us."

Glim graciously takes the box from the Goblin, eyes wide in amazement. 'The world these days gets stranger and stranger.'
"It's Barrows, like a grave. But, aye, the lads'll get to know the going ons and they'll learn their place quick enough."

Glimheim looks back at his men, bumbling and arguing between themselves and the caravaners. 'They never change.' He thinks to himself, smiling slightly. 'Our wagon is getting old, had the damned thing from the start. Not once has it failed me.'

Also, for those interested in joining my guild of mercenaries. Be sure to check the link in my quote or the link in the post.

@tulukaruk I think it's more taking resources from the owners or any goods that they have stored there. It might also destroy one of their trade centres making them a weaker and poorer guild. Could be really cool when tied to the economics.

Glim sits back down quickly. "Aye, you have a deal." He says, also quickly.
"Glad you could see sense."
Glim looks at Ixuo with a look saying. 'Good enough?'
Ixuo returns the look as a statement rather than a question. The two beastmen smile at eachother.

"So we leave in the morning, is that right? I suppose I'll have to get to it and tell my men."

C'mon guys. Don't miss out

That's actually a really cool idea. Do we have to move this thread somewhere else for the Devs to see it or do they look everywhere for suggestions?

Glimheim grins.'A chance to barter.'
Glim fakes looking surprised."Eight hundred? I was under the assumption you were a serious business man. Go back and look at those other offers if you think my men and I are only worth 800 gold."
He finishes, standing up slowly. Leaving enough time for the man to reconsider and possibly change his mind.

'I'm surprised the liquid in the flask wasn't the blood of a newborn baby... So maybe there are some good demons, like the stories I've heard.' Glim thinks to himself, entering the tavern once more. Scanning for the merchant from earlier, he struts over and collapses into his chair.
"I was told you wanted to speak to me." Glim says, not so kindly.

Looking down at the demon that had just addressed him, he uncrosses his arms and steps away from the wall. He is angry, and scared. “N-no, I’m fine.” He stutters.. ‘stutters!’ he thinks, ashamed of himself.

He looks to the Ewydra to see if she had noticed his embarrassment.

‘You’re a mess, Glimheim! Pull yourself together!’
He takes a deep breath and calms himself. ‘You’ve seen abominations for yourself, fighting against its nature. Who’s to say this demon isn’t the same.’

Glim realises the voice he chose to think of saying these things, was the high Druid of his clan.
“Actually, I will take a sip.” Glim says, standing straight and outstretching his open paw, waiting to be handed the canteen.

Aye. My guild is all about hired mercy. If you're looking to hire some kind of security service or if you need something done. Contact Glim's Mercenaries.
Link in my quote to the guild, be sure to check it out and or apply.

-Glimheim

Glim allows the spell to wash over him, calming him.

"Aye, I feel better." He grunts. "Those demons don't belong here. No matter, their dark goddess Babalis will bring them back to their hell hole." He spits and then draws the sign of Tyros in the air.

"Thank you for the spell, little one." Glim says, almost as a second thought.
"Wait.. you were the Ewrydra that warned me when I had left the podium. Excuse me for being so blunt, I had a lot to think about." Glimheim says baring his teeth in a smile.

"I'm Glim." He grunts, holding out his paw to invite a handshake.

With the entrance of a third demon and everything around him going so quickly Glim stands up from his seat slowly and walks towards the door of the tavern, tensed and deliberate. He shoves open the door into the cold of the night, his breath in the air.
'If I hear anything I'm busting inside.' Glim thinks to himself, crossing his arms across his wide chest and leaning against the wall. Brooding silently, trying to remain calm.

He looks at the Udoadra... his new friend... in silent thanks, nodding silently.
"They will not have mercy. Any violence or threats of it, and I'll have their skulls in my paws.." He holds out his hand in front of him, closing it down on a make believe head.
"Thank you, Telwath." He says.

I'm not sure if there will be a race change. Most mmos do have one so we may see it be implemented.

Okay cool. But not all mmos have duels?

I think the ability to spar on PVE would be fun. A no risk high fun situation. It would help a lot with those wanting to role play as well

Glim sits back straight in his seat when the demon enters, an obvious look of fear and anger crossing his face. He stands up with a start, his chair flying backwards across the room. He shakes his head, spittle flying from his jowls. He releases a deep, rumbling from the back of his throat. He steps towards the demon slowly. It has his back to him. This should be over quickly.

But Malyvern is already there. Buying it a drink. Glim stands up straight. Relaxing ever so slightly. Looking around the room he can see that all his men had done the same thing without instruction.

Surrounding it. He looks at the floor, then back up to his men. Doubt crossing his face. He shakes his head as if to say. ‘If Malyvern trusts it.. him. Then I’m not going to kill him now. We’ll wait for a reason.’ Though ixuo doesn’t look yo sure. Glimheim narrows his eyes at his Chadra friend. ‘keep an eye on him.’

Glim retreats slowly back to his seat. Sitting down with a huff. Leaving his cider un-drunk.