The Story of the Clan

[Lazlow]

*Grimknobble stares at the money, thinking only, I wonder how much food that'll get us...*

 

[Ozmar]

"OH?!?!?!?! And how much is that?!"

*Malex glares at the pile, trying to count it.*

(No, really, how much is it?)

(Ozmar the Clueless)

 

[Guest 11456]

Ellawyn

*Ellawyn places her hands on her hips and grimaces.*

"Well... Let's see. There are one hundred and forty and seven gold ones, twenty and five silver ones and fifty copper ones. Now! I owe her two gold ones and a half gold one. What does that leave us?"

 

[Ozmar]

*Ellawyn places her hands on her hips and grimaces.*

"Well... Let's see. There are one hundred and forty and seven gold ones, twenty and five silver ones and fifty copper ones. Now! I owe her two gold ones and a half gold one. What does that leave us?"

*boggle*

*Malexander does a back flip in delight. Then he falls on his face. Then he gets up.*

"Woot! Let's buy some supplies! Don't be stingy with Granny Goodmoon's Gold! I talked the ol' bag" (*jerks his thumb at the shop keeper*) "into giving us a deal, so let's make the most of it, buy some jerkin and get on the road to riches and finding a new dragon lord! Oh, and rescuing her brats, too, I guess."

*He looks back at the shop keeper. *

"Don't you worry, ma'am! Rescuing your beloved children is our first and only concern."

*He gives her a conspiratorial wink and a friendly grin.*

 

[tylermalan]

"Indeed Malex, you take our steps backward FOR us sometimes... either way, how much food do you think we'll need? How far away did they say it was again?"

 

[Lazlow]

"The innkeeper said it should only take us about a day's journey."