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<a target="_blank" href=http://boards.stratics.com/php-bin/uo/showflat.php?Cat=&Board=uoeuropa&Number=1807927&page=2&view=collapsed&sb=5&o=1&part=>Episode One: The Disappearance of Kofu... </a>
<a target="_blank" href=http://boards.stratics.com/php-bin/uo/showflat.php?Cat=3&Board=uoeuropa&Number=1812306&page=&view=&sb=&o=&vc=1>Episode Two: A Dark Plot Unveiled... </a>
Episode Three: Council Chaos
Impy grinned impishly at the shocked expressions on the council members faces, before quickly placing a bound scroll on the council table, and then disappearing back though the portal.
Orangebeard unravelled the scroll and began to read the jaggedy writing out loud...
Greetings, Babblers
Your King has been kidnapped and presently languishes, at my pleasure, in the deepest, darkest dungeons of Imperia, where he currently provides entertainment for the many talents of Trixy the Warty.
In exchange for Kofu's release I demand a ransom of 100,000,000gp.
*At utterance of the amount, magical maniacal laughter is release which echoes around the Council Chamber*
Furthermore, my Imp assassins will strike down in cold blood one of Kofu's vendors, with each passing day, until my ransom is met.
Should no ransom be forthcoming before the last vendor dies, then let Kofu's very life be on your consciences.
Muhaaahaaa....
Yours gratefully
The Rodded One
P.S. I may be contacted at Imperia Labyrinths or at The Limp Imp Emporium, courtesy of Saggy the Imp.
"Outrage!!!" protested Barian, visibly shaking and banging his tankard furiously on the council table.
"I told you it was all down to tamers....... LOL........ you should all know by now that the only good tamer is dead one......!!!", exclaimed Suldrun triumphantly, dancing a gleeful I-told-you-so Rez-killing jig.
At the sound of this news, Carina started to sob.
Stunned by the sight of female unhappiness, Wikkr ruffled excitedly through his backpack for his emergency box of chocolates.
"Arf!!! Vote the Honey-centred chocolate snaffling Kas & Wikkr party...", added Kas, usefully.
"Fear not ladies", Brokenhelm boomed, rising from his chair, and adopting a heroic stance, "I swear upon my honour, that this injustice will not go unpunished."
"A worthy cause my friend. Let not this day go unheeded, lest the true meaning of friendship be lost, because I believe that a friend made today, is one less enemy we all face tomorrow." praised Dain, shaking Brokenhelm's hand firmly.
"I could make you all up some nice sandwiches for you noble quest *smiles*", offered Valfreyja.
"I PK u all!", threatened Dazzle.
Orangebeard interjected at this point, " I would suggest that the best course of action would be to discuss this sensibly and put together a well thought out strategy...."
"Boococks to that matey, I'm with Suldun", interrupted Fenster, "Forget these other dumb bints, I say we all holster up our best magic justice givers of Imp vanquishing, and go on a gribble-fest of biblical proportions that'll put the fear of Fenster into em, and while the wussy-assed butt-munchers are running like screaming schoolgirls, we can slot em for complete and total carnage! We'll be awash with gibblets! It'll be glorious!"
"Everything was fine before Trammel", grumbled Sburton.
"Yer, Im with u Fenster, with my speed, even my 99.9 fencing will own virtually everybody on the shard! Muhaaahaaa", laughed Weasel, whose outburst seemed to cut off rather suddenly as he mysteriously disappeared from the room without trace.
"u is all gay" supplied Wuffa.
"Wuffa you naughty boy, behave or Ill give you a good spanking *spank* *spank*", threatened Lady Breigh.
In the hope of soothing matters before they got too far out of hand, Kurt struck a up drinking ditty, which unfortunately led to Oona falling out of the air, and collapsing in a fit of giggles due to an excess dosage of Fairy Juice(tm).
As the Fairy Juice(tm) started to flow, Orangebeard, with a sigh, got up and left the Green Gargoyle, locking the door behind him with his large silver padlock of anti-babblement.
To be continued...
<P ID="edit"><FONT class="small">Edited by Zen(Europa) on 06/05/01 05:00 PM.</FONT></P>
<a target="_blank" href=http://boards.stratics.com/php-bin/uo/showflat.php?Cat=3&Board=uoeuropa&Number=1812306&page=&view=&sb=&o=&vc=1>Episode Two: A Dark Plot Unveiled... </a>
Episode Three: Council Chaos
Impy grinned impishly at the shocked expressions on the council members faces, before quickly placing a bound scroll on the council table, and then disappearing back though the portal.
Orangebeard unravelled the scroll and began to read the jaggedy writing out loud...
Greetings, Babblers
Your King has been kidnapped and presently languishes, at my pleasure, in the deepest, darkest dungeons of Imperia, where he currently provides entertainment for the many talents of Trixy the Warty.
In exchange for Kofu's release I demand a ransom of 100,000,000gp.
*At utterance of the amount, magical maniacal laughter is release which echoes around the Council Chamber*
Furthermore, my Imp assassins will strike down in cold blood one of Kofu's vendors, with each passing day, until my ransom is met.
Should no ransom be forthcoming before the last vendor dies, then let Kofu's very life be on your consciences.
Muhaaahaaa....
Yours gratefully
The Rodded One
P.S. I may be contacted at Imperia Labyrinths or at The Limp Imp Emporium, courtesy of Saggy the Imp.
"Outrage!!!" protested Barian, visibly shaking and banging his tankard furiously on the council table.
"I told you it was all down to tamers....... LOL........ you should all know by now that the only good tamer is dead one......!!!", exclaimed Suldrun triumphantly, dancing a gleeful I-told-you-so Rez-killing jig.
At the sound of this news, Carina started to sob.
Stunned by the sight of female unhappiness, Wikkr ruffled excitedly through his backpack for his emergency box of chocolates.
"Arf!!! Vote the Honey-centred chocolate snaffling Kas & Wikkr party...", added Kas, usefully.
"Fear not ladies", Brokenhelm boomed, rising from his chair, and adopting a heroic stance, "I swear upon my honour, that this injustice will not go unpunished."
"A worthy cause my friend. Let not this day go unheeded, lest the true meaning of friendship be lost, because I believe that a friend made today, is one less enemy we all face tomorrow." praised Dain, shaking Brokenhelm's hand firmly.
"I could make you all up some nice sandwiches for you noble quest *smiles*", offered Valfreyja.
"I PK u all!", threatened Dazzle.
Orangebeard interjected at this point, " I would suggest that the best course of action would be to discuss this sensibly and put together a well thought out strategy...."
"Boococks to that matey, I'm with Suldun", interrupted Fenster, "Forget these other dumb bints, I say we all holster up our best magic justice givers of Imp vanquishing, and go on a gribble-fest of biblical proportions that'll put the fear of Fenster into em, and while the wussy-assed butt-munchers are running like screaming schoolgirls, we can slot em for complete and total carnage! We'll be awash with gibblets! It'll be glorious!"
"Everything was fine before Trammel", grumbled Sburton.
"Yer, Im with u Fenster, with my speed, even my 99.9 fencing will own virtually everybody on the shard! Muhaaahaaa", laughed Weasel, whose outburst seemed to cut off rather suddenly as he mysteriously disappeared from the room without trace.
"u is all gay" supplied Wuffa.
"Wuffa you naughty boy, behave or Ill give you a good spanking *spank* *spank*", threatened Lady Breigh.
In the hope of soothing matters before they got too far out of hand, Kurt struck a up drinking ditty, which unfortunately led to Oona falling out of the air, and collapsing in a fit of giggles due to an excess dosage of Fairy Juice(tm).
As the Fairy Juice(tm) started to flow, Orangebeard, with a sigh, got up and left the Green Gargoyle, locking the door behind him with his large silver padlock of anti-babblement.
To be continued...