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I got an email that warhorse had posted in this thread..... It brought me lurking from the darkness like some beast, rising from the depths of the sea.

 

I hope that your family is feeling better warhorse, it is good to have you back.

don't worry we will get her involved in some of the same hijinks that we all are involved in some time one can not sit quietly for long expectantly with green horn and forte around.

I have no idea what you could be on about at all Postal.

 

Now who's up for filling Warhorse's hot tub with jelly. I think he's sleeping so just don't get caught.

don't worry we will get her involved in some of the same hijinks that we all are involved in some time one can not sit quietly for long expectantly with green horn and forte around.

I have no idea what you could be on about at all Postal.

 

Now who's up for filling Warhorse's hot tub with jelly. I think he's sleeping so just don't get caught.

 

haha aye I'll be the decoy, after all he'd never believe it wasn't you, greenhorn or postal ;)

don't worry we will get her involved in some of the same hijinks that we all are involved in some time one can not sit quietly for long expectantly with green horn and forte around.

I have no idea what you could be on about at all Postal.

 

Now who's up for filling Warhorse's hot tub with jelly. I think he's sleeping so just don't get caught.

 

haha aye I'll be the decoy, after all he'd never believe it wasn't you, greenhorn or postal ;)

You're on

haha aye I'll be the decoy, after all he'd never believe it wasn't you, greenhorn or postal ;)
:o did you just call me greenhorn? no one but my pack mates and elders can call me that *punches Russ Brother*

 

don't worry we will get her involved in some of the same hijinks that we all are involved in some time one can not sit quietly for long expectantly with green horn and forte around.

I have no idea what you could be on about at all Postal.

 

Now who's up for filling Warhorse's hot tub with jelly. I think he's sleeping so just don't get caught.

If he wakes up we could make him go back to sleep by giving him a sleeping *pulls out a mag-less pistol* :D
haha aye I'll be the decoy, after all he'd never believe it wasn't you, greenhorn or postal :P
:( did you just call me greenhorn? no one but my pack mates and elders can call me that *punches Russ Brother*

 

don't worry we will get her involved in some of the same hijinks that we all are involved in some time one can not sit quietly for long expectantly with green horn and forte around.

I have no idea what you could be on about at all Postal.

 

Now who's up for filling Warhorse's hot tub with jelly. I think he's sleeping so just don't get caught.

If he wakes up we could make him go back to sleep by giving him a sleeping *pulls out a mag-less pistol* :)

Looks like its on then Greenhorn. Russ Brother keep lookout, we're going in.

after arez punched me I'll just watch :D

 

*looks on at the two whelps grappling with old horst... opens a link to the rest of the fang...* "All wolves, we have a brawl... I repeat this is not a hoax, once more we have a brawl... place your bets, place your bets - best is 10/1 on Old Horst flattening these two whelps, next we have Postal overpowering Horst after Arez is out cold at 26/1 and lastly we had Arez AND Postal standing over the defeated Horst at 100/1 ... place your bets"

 

*calmly awaits the arrival of my new punters and watching the brawl unfold...*

Seeing Arez get clobbered by the new Shield Maiden, Horst yanks pistol out of his hand and swats Postal with it. Then grabs both of his attackers and slams their skulls together. He then has a keg busted over his skull. Looking over his shoulder with an evil gleam in his eye he asks "Who are you?" then slides back against the wall, muttering about the waste of good ale as he goes out.

*sitting not far from the growing mound of bodies, battering each other to a happy pulp... Brother Russ sits quietly, counting out the winnings for the few that bet against old horst... grumbling about young blood and cold ale... should know their place...*

 

"Okay Brothers and Sisters of The Fang, we have a new challenge... the first one to take down either young Maiden Fytharin and Conan will be allowed a FULL DAY'S access to the tavern... no restrictions, you may even drink the hallowed Fenrisian XXXX Ale brewed up by our own Lord Rags... just DON'T touch his drinks cabinet, that is if you don't want to be scooping fangir's poop for the next twenty years!!"

*with a quick grab of an arm. A twist of his body. And a couple of full rotations...forte sends Fyth sailing through the closest window and for a long, cold drop.*

 

"It's only fair to start as we mean to go on. Now where's that drink?"

 

"As for Conan...he's not new. Just a big green around the edges. Nothing compaired to Greenhorn though."

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