Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)


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Grok

The paladin narrows his eyes, then grins at the others. "There's one sure way... Hey Grok! Breakfast time!"
Grok opens one eye hesitantly at first, and then springs to his feet.

"Good! It's about time. I'll have a big stack of pancakes, four, make that five eggs, and a big heap of bacon and sausage."

[sblock=Helfdan]Ooooh, you're a sneaky one! I'll remember this! ;)[/sblock]
 

Rosalia reacts to Grok's revival: "Hmmm that MUST be the real Grok! Welcome back with us Mr Grok...

You're looking OK... Not in pain? No bruises??

Do you recall what happened to you after we entered the caverns??"
 

John Lets Rosalia ask the questions as she is doing a great ob of apperently reading his own thoughts.Though he does look aroound to see what may have put him in the cacoon in the first place, like spiders hanging from the cieling, or what ever.
 

Tuk notices John's reaction and catches his thoughts as well. It seems that the mage was an open book. "Yeah, whatever put a metal coated orc in a cocoon is worth be weary about." The mercenary narrows his eyes, but the dark keeps its secrets from him. "Hey you pretty face, you can see in the dark can't you? Take a look in the ceiling, there might be a big bottom spider hanging over our heads." he says to Scrag, pointing upwards.
 


Grok

Rosalia reacts to Grok's revival: "Hmmm that MUST be the real Grok! Welcome back with us Mr Grok...

You're looking OK... Not in pain? No bruises??

Do you recall what happened to you after we entered the caverns??"
"Well OF COURSE I'm the 'real' Grok! Sheesh, who would pretend to be me? Oh, and it's nice to be back, too. You know, I don't even remember entering the caverns. Wait! We're in caverns now?"

Grok checks himself over thoroughly. "Nope, can't seem to find anything that needs mending, but thanks for asking."
OOC: Grok IS ok, isn't he?
 

Roderic laughs as he hands Grok some salt poek and waybread from his pack. "The breakfast of kings, my friend." His eyes narrow. "You don't remember our journey here? Not even your marriage to the troll?" :angel:
 

Grok

"Thamgs, fwemd," says Grok around a mouthful of salt pork and waybread. Then he swallows hard: "Marriage to a TROLL?? Oh, is THAT what that was? Him carrying me across the threshold? Well, cool it down, Mr. Scrag! You're going to pay a heavy price if you try to consummate THIS union! You know, not EVERY part of a troll regenerates. ;) But no, the journey is a blank to me at the moment. Perhaps my memory will come back as I am now rested?"

OOC: Feel free, Yttermayn, to fill in any necessary blanks for Grok, ok? :heh:
 
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