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Post by BD on Nov 5, 2006 16:47:28 GMT -5
"So how appropriate show it be that I end up here..." Dranzer said as he looked over Angel's haven," Regardless, I didn't come here to gawk, I came to search for 'it'."
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Post by Morph on Nov 6, 2006 14:11:53 GMT -5
Gahm sat on top of a large advertising board that pointed downwards to the shop below. He was overlooking things here. He enjoyed playing the game he himself had created, or - better said - for the most part created. He let out a peaceful sigh and stood up, a smile flashing across his face shortly. He would have to get back to work, soon. He jumped downwards via several extensions of the building until he stood on the ground, and then started walking. He had not taken the effort to disguise himself from others, but it was little bother here. All of the staff knew him and wouldn't bother him, the NPCs only talked to him when he adressed them, and the rare player that dared come here after a long journey usually didn't bother with him, thinking of him as a normal user.
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Post by BD on Nov 7, 2006 19:13:35 GMT -5
"Hmm, maybe if i'm lucky i'll find that bracer I was interested in, hey what the heck is that player doing on that sign...!?" Dranzer said," Dude, I wouldn't stay up there, storm's coming I heard..."
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Post by Morph on Nov 8, 2006 1:17:31 GMT -5
Gahm heard someone commenting on his action of sitting on the sign. He turned around to face the person. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you well enough. What did you say?" He asked friendly.
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Post by BD on Nov 8, 2006 13:47:30 GMT -5
"A STORM IS COMING," Dranzer said emphasizing eveery syllable of the words.
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Post by Morph on Nov 8, 2006 13:53:41 GMT -5
Gahm acted shocked. "Oh, no. That'd be most unpleasant." He smiled a little, and chuckled. "May I know your name?"
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Post by BD on Nov 8, 2006 16:57:39 GMT -5
"Forgive me if I sound BOnd-ish when I say, Dranzer, Dranzer Mcknights...
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Post by Morph on Nov 9, 2006 2:56:18 GMT -5
"Well, it isn't copyrighted or anything, so you are forgiven." Gahm replied.
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Post by BD on Nov 9, 2006 16:14:08 GMT -5
"Hmm, I like you dude, oh well, I must be off, wait, do you know where this shop is?" Dranzer asked as he pointed to a shop on a map he held up.
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Post by Morph on Nov 10, 2006 2:10:29 GMT -5
Gahm looked on the shown map. "Oh, yes, I do. It's a few blocks further. Just go around that corner, then the fifth turn to your left, and it should be about there."
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Post by BD on Nov 10, 2006 13:58:29 GMT -5
"Thanks a ton man..." Dranzer said as he walked off and turned the corner,"That was Gahm himself...The creator of this world, I could have appealed mark's ban, I could had him unbanned and have Ferus banned, but I didn't, oh well, finish the quest then worry about this stuff..."
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Post by Morph on Nov 11, 2006 3:27:02 GMT -5
Gahm watched the guy make his way towards the shop. He frowned a little bit. Interesting guy. He thought. Not very special or anything, but interesting. He then turned around and made his way towards his own goal.
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Post by BD on Nov 11, 2006 18:42:12 GMT -5
"What do you mean this isn't enough cash, your sign says 5,000!?" Dranzer yelled slightly pissed off.
"That goes off the market in 5 seconds, then it doubles, since you can't be wrung up in 5 seconds I must charge you 10,000" the shopkeeper said.
"The hell with this..." Dranzer said as he stormed off, he looked into the horizon,"Wait, those are, Great Drakes, approaching, get ready to fight Dranzer..."
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