A Merc's Life: Howl of the Carrion King [02]

[Scotley]

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Hey, I just realized I just joined Leif and Scotley in the 10,000 post club [/sblock]

OOC: [sblock]Cool welcome to the club! Hey, Leif don't forget to hit him up for membership dues. [/sblock]

 

[Leif]

OOC: [sblock]Cool welcome to the club! Hey, Leif don't forget to hit him up for membership dues. [/sblock]

[sblock]Let's see now, that was dues of $1 per post payable to the other club members in the thread where 10k posts was reached, correct? [/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

OOC: [sblock]Yes, and real US greenbacks. None of those phony Canadian dollars. [/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: I sure hope you guys don't start some sort of international incident with our northern neighb09ors.

Harnrey will move to a spot away from the others and hopefully with easy manuverability room.

 

[Leif]

OOC: Not to worry, SD -- we can take 'em if need be!

 

[renau1g]

Keeland sets an arrow to bow string just in case. "Perhaps we should spread out a bit..."

"A sound plan Keeland, make sure to stay behind us" Aodhán replies.

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Hey, no beating up the loonie. We're hovering around parity now so there. Once they bump up our interest rates in June I expect we could jump above parity for a bit, especially if oil spikes like it does every summer. Man... we gotta get off this petro dollar [/sblock]

 

[mleibrock]

Tsadok

At it's current speed, what is the ETA...approximately?

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

OOC: It'll be here next round - it's moving pretty quickly.

The 'ball' is now close enough that you can make out details. It is, in fact, a disembodied head about twice human size. A bestial mouth, curling horns and lashing hair proclaim an otherworldly nature - Keeland instantly identifies it as something from the lower planes. As it rolls and tumbles toward you, you begin to make out grunts, curses, and exclamations of dismay with each bump on the hard desert ground.

 

[renau1g]

"Well we ain't going to outrun it anyway, so lets send that thing back to where it came from" Aodhán exclaims, drawing his axe and shield.

 

[mleibrock]

Tsadok

"Hang on... It does not seem entirely happy with it's current predicament. Let's see if we can stop it.". Tsadok quickly empties his pack and positions himself to catch it.""