Guest Edain Posted November 4, 2002 Report Posted November 4, 2002 (edited) Greetings Bards, tho most, if not all, of you will NOT recognize the nom de plum by which my posts are accompanied, but my True Bard name should not pass too many of you by without a vague memory of an old wizard and friend. In my recent history, time and real life had to take priority for a while, but time is easing up on me, and RL has settled into a more comfortable pace as well. I am hoping to be able to return to these halls on a MUCH more frequent basis, and after talking to my old Friend, Peredhil, was glad to find my place had NOT been left out in the cold... I hope you have enjoyed my old stories, and I truely hope to restart writing new ones....and that you enjoy those as well. Until then, Hail and Good Day my friends. Hail Bards of Terra and all Worlds! Lord GeldrinHor Bard of Terra Mage of the Morning Cantancerous old coot Edited April 29, 2004 by Alaeha
Peredhil Posted November 4, 2002 Report Posted November 4, 2002 (edited) Peredhil creaks over and give a geriatric hug to Lord Geldrinhor. Edain are some of my favorite people. Edited April 29, 2004 by Alaeha
The Portrait of Zool Posted November 4, 2002 Report Posted November 4, 2002 (edited) Welcome Lord GeldrinHor, I remember you from days of old. It is wonderful to see you! ~Zool~ -Feel the Love- Edited April 29, 2004 by Alaeha
Gwaihir Posted November 4, 2002 Report Posted November 4, 2002 Nice to see you back. It's been a long time. Edited by: gwaihir1 at: 11/4/02 4:32:29 pm
Yui-chan Posted November 6, 2002 Report Posted November 6, 2002 (edited) Silently, a diminuitive figure slips from the shadows beside the growing crowd of welcome-wishers. When silence has finally fallen, she inclines her head in a bow and intones, "Okaerinasai, Geldrinhor-sama. It is good to have you back." Yui-chan straightens, then, revealing the friendly smile her voice implied. Edited April 29, 2004 by Alaeha
Wyvern Posted November 7, 2002 Report Posted November 7, 2002 (edited) Geldrinhor grins as he see's the smiles of the other members around him, and is about to speak up when Wyvern suddenly bursts into the room and swiftly rushes up to the newly-returned bard. Shaking Geldrinhor's hand vigorously while setting down a huge brown bag he's carrying on his back, the overgrown lizard cheerfully exclaims: "Welcome back, Lord Geldrinhor! I'm happy to hear that you'll be writing with us in the guild once again, the Pen will certainly profit from your talents! What's more, it seems that you've arrived back at the Pen just in time for the biggest Wyvern-sale of the year!!!" With this, Wyvern points to the enormous bag lying by him on the ground... Several moans and irritated mumbles are heard from the surrounding Pen members as he does so... Geldrinhor looks down at the giant bag and raises a brow curiously, somewhat nervous due to the overwhelmingly negative responses from the other Pen members in the room... "I'll start with the most expensive items in my list of things to sell and work my way down!" exclaims Wyvern, taking out an absolutely enormous list of goods that stretches all the way across the Pen's corridors in it's length. "Tell me if you want to buy any of these things... and remember, purchase 10 or more items and you can get one for 2% off! Let's begin..." With this, Wyvern begins reading off highly expensive items from his list, all of which seem to sound like rather random and useless contraptions. As he continues, the prices of the items he reads off seem to gradually decrease at a snail's pace... Nearly 6 hours later, after what seems like an eternity, the overgrown lizard reaches the end of the incredibly lengthy sheet of paper... Geldrinhor and the rest of the Pen members collectively breath a sigh of relief... "That was side one!" exclaims Wyvern, turning over the list to reveal that items have been written on the back of it in an even smaller font and grinning. "Now, for the even longer list of cheap items!" As many of the Pen members run off in terror, not staying to hear another word out of the overgrown lizard, Wyvern calls out after them: "Wait!!! At least take this old worn out Lumpenproletariat voodoo doll! Only -10 geld (plus tax)!" ;p Wyv- Almost a Dragon... Elder of Initiates, the Pen is Mightier then the Sword "If it doesn't make dollars then it doesn't make sense..." -Triple Seis, "Glamour Life" Edited April 29, 2004 by Alaeha
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