Roll out the Ale barrels

[Requiem of the Wolf]

*Shakes his head to try and clear it,before being piled and pinned by the two honor guard. With a smirk as they strain to hold him down,Requiem takes advantage of their momentary distraction from the head knock from Sven to momentarily free his hands*Lukas taught me this...he called it "Monkey grabs the peaches" *then does a 4 inch punch into each honor guard's crotchplate*

 

((Ok Backstory on this,since I feel compelled to share. My old gaming group had a guy named mike.He was an absolute nutjob and a blast to hang out with and game with. His character was a Drunken Monk. We were playing 3.5,so lots of craziness occured. At one point,we were fighting a hill giant and mike had been knocked prone in front of the hill giant. He didn't have prone fighting so the GM thought he was as good as done. Instead of trying to get out of the way,Mike looked at the GM and said "A one eyed Monk taught me this...he called it 'Monkey Grabs the Peaches' and then rolled to hit. He critted and did enough damage to the hill giant,and the GM described it as basically this monk doing a uppercut into the Hill giant's crotch and giving him a handmade sex change. After that whenever any of us had to do something crazy or sneaky in hand to hand,we would end up saying "A one eyed monk taught me this,he called it..."))

[Skirax]

*gets up drunkenly and sees a flying Blood Claw*

 

Man... what was I smokin'? *faints*

[Zynk Kaladin]

*Spits blood and teeth on the floor.*

 

Brother...

 

*Lightly touches Sven's chest plate with two extended fingers and, with a soft hiss followed by a booming crack, sends Sven through multiple walls and off the side of the Fang hurtling down the titanic mountain in an epic display of flight with a smoking chest wound.*

 

I hope you enjoy your flight as much as I enjoyed my apple.

 

*Glances with a disappointed countenance at my honor guard writhing in pain*

 

Now, now, there's no honor in below the belt fighting. Why would a Space Wolf use such a cheap method of combat reserved for lesser men?

 

*Grabs a table and whacks Requiem, breaking the table in a shower of splinters.*

 

I believe I have just tabled my opponent.

 

(Requiem, that's a pretty intense story if I say so myself)

[Warhorse47]

A tall Bolter babe walks in, looks around, backhands Zynk over the bar and walks over to the table where Warhorse and Gray Mage are sitting . With a gleam in her eye, she grabs the Horse by the beard and leads the grinning old goat out of the bar........

[Logan230]

*Logan is just sitting in the corner in his carapace armor, amused at his brother Wolves. Catches a chunk of wood from the table Zynk just broke.* 'Nice tooth pick,' he thinks.

 

"I wonder if Horse knows that lass is the scorned twin of the gal from last night..."

*Sees grin on his face.*

"Nope, this will be amusing."

[Brother Cambrius]

*sidles over to Chaplain Belisarius* The Wolves certainly know how to enjoy themselves don't they? *preceeds to whack a flying bloodclaw back into the main foray with my Thunder Hammer, continuing to drink from my tankard*

 

Cambrius

[Logan230]

*To the Chaplain and Cambrius*

"You two have seen nothing yet, just wait till you see Horse and Firenze get going."

"Be careful what you say Priest about our brethren, they can get...touchy...have fun..."

*Logan sits back into his corner with a wicked grin on his face.*

[Warhorse47]

Warhorse staggers back in, looks at the grinning Logan, "You knew?" "Yup" "It was worth it." slides into the nearest bench with a grin "At least get me a tankard then...."

[Zynk Kaladin]

A tall Bolter babe walks in, looks around, backhands Zynk over the bar[...]

 

What can I say, I have a weakness for the ladies :D

 

*fills ale*

[Nacho Wolf]

Searches Skirax for whatever he was smoking, shoves it in his pipe, tells zynk he has a weakness in general, and gets ready for the ineveitable brawl to follow

[Grey Mage]

*Casually dodges (toward the direction of the bar) the wolf-brother Nacho Wolf hurled at me. Ignores the half ton flying warrior annihilating a nearby table*

 

Next round of ale is on me!

 

*Brings Grey Mage a new ale, sits, and watches as both my honor guard dog-pile on Requiem of the Wolf for being "too close"*

 

Be polite now, brothers. There's no reason we can't be civil.

 

*takes a bite from an apple.*

Thank you.

 

*offers a platter* Chips?

 

*watches as Zynk goes over the bar*

 

Do I know you las? And if not, Id like to.

[Captain Juan Juarez]

*wanders in*

 

So this is where all the noise is coming from?

[Grey Mage]

It is. The question is what brings you to the Fang JJ?

[Captain Juan Juarez]

It is. The question is what brings you to the Fang JJ?

 

I likes to roam hither and yon in my quest to stab things with my pointy stick!

[Skirax]

Searches Skirax for whatever he was smoking, shoves it in his pipe, tells zynk he has a weakness in general, and gets ready for the ineveitable brawl to follow

Hey, that's mine! *madness ensues*

[chaplain belisarius]

@brother cambrius-nice thunder hammer, whered you get it? I made mine myself..its what we salamanders do for fun!

 

(looks for more bolter babes..)

[Azron]

*Young Blood Claw bursts into the room laughing, grabs Firenze's ale out of his hand and chugs it, then sprints away from the inevitable fight with a mischevous grin on his face.* :D

[Skirax]

*Young Blood Claw bursts into the room laughing, grabs Firenze's ale out of his hand and chugs it, then sprints away from the inevitable fight with a mischevous grin on his face.* :devil:

*high-fives Azron, before punching him out and stealing the ale*

[Azron]

*finds himself buried in ale barrels*

 

AARGH..

 

*staggers to his feet, and picks up a nearby chair, then smashes it into Skirax's head.*

 

haha! *while Skirax is dizzy, grabs the ale and runs off*

[Zynk Kaladin]

*glares at Nacho Wolf* :)

 

Ah, the Wolf shows his teeth! You won't be grinning after one of my special flight lessons.

 

*shakes fist, but decides the ale is more worthy of my time*

 

Balance your choler and have another round.

[Skirax]

*proceeds to chase Azron around the Fang for a bit, then decides that maybe he should let the pup run. Then a Long Fang comes over*

SMACK!

"Stop acting like a Dark Angel, and get after him!"

*madness follows*

[Azron]

*skids to a halt in a corridor, and spots the Weapons Store next to him. Grabs a Frost Axe/Thunder Hammer combo, and turns to face Skirax.*

 

Bring it on, then.

 

*instantly regrets it as the angry Space Wolf slams into him*

[S. Bloodhowl]

*Climbs back in through the hole in the walls*

 

"I needed a bit of fresh air to clear the head, cheers Zynk"

 

*Throws a baby Kraken at Zynk's face*

 

"Oh, and I thought I should bring my new friends along. IN YA COME BOYS"

 

*The hall is filled with howling and even more madness as several packs of Fenrisian Wolves come bounding in after Sven, who looks back through the hole at the large shadow*

 

"You can come too Jerry"

 

*A joyous howl is issued as the Thunderwolf comes crashing through the wall, creating it's own entrance*

[Zynk Kaladin]

Thanks Sven. I think I'll name him Kracky :lol:. Welcome back and have an ale or twenty!

[S. Bloodhowl]

"Nah, I insist you have the ale first brother"

 

*Kick the lock holding all the ale barrels in place and laughs heartily as the fall onto Zynk*