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SirVarrock

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  1. What's brown and sticky? A Stick!
  2. Could we just get the writeup a little early? The town seems dead (both literally and figuratively,) and I'm sure a good lynching would do the trick. I don't think the next day or night (if the game isn't over by then) would need to be as long.
  3. A life, a death, but what's the gain? For life is loss, and death's the same. This Breath we take, we gain to lose, And breathe we must, that is the truth. A Breath we give, lifeless to make, A Breath we lose, no more to take. The days work was finished, and Vard sat in his shop musing over some vague bits of philosophy. It wasn't generally something that one associated with a smith, but he had always been a strange child, preferring to read books at a nearby bookstore rather than becoming his fathers apprentice. Eventually responsibility got the best of him, and he learned the art of being a blacksmith, but he had always hung on to his wish of becoming a great philosopher. As he sat he was pondering over some of what Swimim, that mad rambler, had said. Regardless of the strange form his words were spoken in, there was some good food for thought amongst that, perhaps even enough for a few verses.
  4. Blasphemy! Your lies will be punished! We shall succeed against the Matchendi and all who associate with them. Your kind is not even worthy enough to serve as fertilizer for the great Tree!
  5. I upvoted the OP simply because he agrees with me on the spelling of colour.The church of the stick reign supreme, towering over the lesser weeds!
  6. You know I'm falling behind when... I should reread all of his books soon, but my current priority is WoK, and WoR to a lesser extent, to give me ideas for my game. Unless Brandon sends me White Sand. Then I'll drop everything and read that.
  7. Ah, corrupt. I like it. I guess I need to reread Elantris now, if I'm forgetting all this.
  8. I upvoted the downvote. I would have upvoted anyhow, because I just came from the church of the stick thread, and had that in my head.
  9. I am a Stick! and we shall stick together in harmony, growing as one branch against the Firebringers, who we shall uproot before they leaf this land stickless.
  10. I'm no longer a nobleman, your upvote elevated me to Grand. Unfortunately I've forgotten where the title comes from, but it sounds as if it would outrank Obligator. As for Scadrial and chicken, Brandon has said multiple times that Scadrial is supposed to be an earth analogue. If it exists on earth, it should also exist on Scadrial.
  11. So... uh..., village, hows it going? Did everyone go to a party and leave me behind? Hey! You forgot Wark's chicken feet! I'll bring them when I crash the party. Nothing much seems to be happening, could the night perhaps end a little earlier if everyone has their orders in, and if it doesn't liven up? Edit: I'm a Grand! How Grand.
  12. I think I accidentally downvoted Joe's post, but I'm not sure.
  13. As a special one day only offer, I open a special shop containing cuisine and merriment to the village! I have sourmelons from Sel, roasted chasmfiend from Roshar, seafood from Nalthis, and yes, even kebabs from Persia. I bring fish and chips fresh from England, bratwurst from Germany, and, obtained with no small difficulty, maple syrup from the Canadian expanse. The featured item tonight is a funeral band, quite skilled, imported directly from the time of the black death. They have been thoroughly disinfected, and are available four all your musical needs.
  14. Count me in! I am Vard, the local Smith. I spend my days in my smithy, crafting quality weapons and metalworks to supply both the palace and the general populace. Also, I enjoy potatoes in all their various shapes and forms.
  15. Before anyone gets any ideas, I'm already developing a game based on a bridge team. I'm keeping most of the details a secret, but I wouldn't want anyone to go to all that work only to find that their idea is already in use.
  16. No idea. Might be one person, might be multiple. Evil Grin
  17. Selvar heard Gamut whispering to himself, and in a short while went to work on a new plan. Passers by would notice him going in and out of a small blue shed beside his house, each time coming out with something that couldn't possibly have fit inside. First he came out with a small herd of horses, which he tethered nearby, and that was followed by a rack, an iron maiden, an assortment of thumbscrews, a barrel of tar together with a sack of feathers, and a basket of rats. After pondering for a while he went in one final time and came out with a complete ship. His work done, he went to find Gamut. "Psst. Hey Gamut," he whispered. "I may have what you were looking for. Owing to your seafaring past I thought that you might like to use this ship. It has a large number of barnacles on the side, which would make it perfect to use for keelhauling someone, but I fear we do not have enough water for that, unless we could empty out one of the canals." As Selvar was making his way back to his home, a scrap of paper blew into his face. Try as he might, he couldn't make out anything legible. When he looked closer, he could see some faint writing, looking as if it had been erased, which said, "For back of Page 17." "I wonder if this might not be one of Gamut's journal pages," he said. "They do have a habit of turning up."
  18. I've got horses. And rope. And an axe. Imported directly from the middle ages.
  19. What's the one with the colourful lines? I never paid much attention to all the different writing systems.
  20. Four down, (probably) one to go. Farewell Clan.
  21. You seem oddly chipper about the whole thing...
  22. So it's not even a bandwagon anymore, it's a train. There's no stopping this train!
  23. I heartily support this vote. Farewell, Clan.
  24. Indeed. There was a Minecraft mod I used back in the day whose author just vanished one day, and was never seen again. One of his last posts said he was feeling sick.
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