Really, Kel. Going a bit overboard aren't ya?! - Arrow
That's not a name you have rights to, Mongrel!
No! Don't move!
Ah, ha! Berin Aladantin. You take offense on the Mutt's behalf? Two Face, you are then. I always thought that was the case! - C
Stad!, Aladan. Don't fash urself on account a his name calling. Been called worse by better, as its said.
So. Teren, y so bristle-y? - A
You, Dog!, need to address your betters properly! You have not been given leave to use my name thus! - C
You high faluting piece a... - Berin
Aladan! Hush! Truly. It does not signify. - A
Grrrrrrrr... - B
Ahem...
Ohhh Great Emin, Master of Arms, cock-a-the-walk. Wots got ur girdle in a twist? - A
Raaarrrrrrrrr!!! - C
Celeteren!! Cease! Do not even think of man-handling my invited guests. - Ntuoranae
Guests?? That alone at Samhain would be insane! That you let this Dog and her pack on the Grange at Revels is treasonous! Your position in the Stratus is questionable at best Ntuoran, and yet you do this?! - C
And your prejudice is interfering with the execution of your office, Kel. Insults will not further your cause. - N
Prejudice?!... - C
Stad!
Synod is called!
Under Barrows, Master of Arms, when you've finished what you set out to do. - N
What?! Synod? HERE? - C
Do NOT question! Your insubordination is noted by more than I.
Proceed!
We expect you presence shortly! - N
Ha. Moves quick for carrying such a weighty ego. - B
Huh. :) Sorry about that... - N
:) No worries. We took the fastest Lines n they dumped us in his path. Cosmic, that. Lol... - A
Cosmic, ha! Bets are Lord of Sanctuary is laughing. - B
Heh heh... Dude coulda spit wooden nickels by the look a him. Ooooo... A tad pissed, he was.
Arrrrr... Owww...
Lol.. He did not like seeing u show n spoil his fun. Ahhhhh... Lol... Oh, Lord of All... Don't make me laugh, K?! - Rogue
Rogue. What are you doing lying on the ground? - N
*snicker* Heh heh...
Seasick, he is, from riding the Lei Lines. - A
