[HQ Ignorance] Re : Fwd: RE: Re : Re : Scene 14: A man's best friendishisdog

[Loran]

Azhur observed the formidable krjalki creature standing up and could immediately understand why Arkat found in trolls the formidable soldiers he needed against Gabji. Quite amused by the boasting, he just commented.
- "Zzabur's Blue Book will probably have a different comment on History, first-born races and ultimate heir of time... It will probably even deny to trolls the status of first inventor of tools and tell instead about demons eating worms and mollusk in the hellish darkness, but..."

He faced the massive "Beast", intrepidly.
- "... the polemics about such questions are useless in front of today needs and problems. I'm glad to have you on our side, hmmm... "Beast", and glad to see to you finally have a gift for speech certainly as good as your gift for this impressive sword".

Azhur smiled and addressed to the troll the traditional greeting between equal humans and trolls as defined long ago within the stygian empire [trollish customs 14].
- " I'm Azhur the Sinnersbane, the third son of Lord Daymare of the Loskalm Ideal Kingdom, former knight of the Sparrowhawk Order, today a new Liturgist of the Battle Seers Chapter of the New Hrestoli Church, bearer of the presumed Arkat's Red Banner of Valor, slayer of werewolfes with this ancestral True Silver Sword, justice bringer and one emissary of the fronelan free states against the Kingdom of War, for this last reason: Member of the Talor's fellowship, as we all are here."

He glanced the huge troll, ready to smile to him or to dodge a blow from him.
- "and who are you... Beast? What's your lineage and famous deeds?"


Loran


----- Message d'origine ----
De : Michael Cole <mcole222 at yahoo.com.au>
À : HeroQuest Glorantha <ignorance at mimesisrpg.com>
Envoyé le : Mardi, 15 Mai 2007, 2h28mn 51s
Objet : Re: [HQ Ignorance] Fwd: RE: Re : Re : Scene 14: A man's best friendishisdog


Sam Elliot wrote:
> Lev:
>>> OOC: I was planning it as such, however I have
>>> spotted a reference that he was actually a Dwarf, which
>>> would be a very cool way to get the Golden Dwarf into more
>>> trouble. Which do people prefer?
> OOC:
> Make him one and the same as Icthya's enemy Father Granite...mebbe.
>
> IC:
> [Michael:]
> At the mention of his name, the figure crouched against the side wall
> raises an eyebrow.  His mouth curls up in a slight grin as the
> speaker continues to speak about him in such a manner, in his
> presence, but he holds his tongue...
>
> [Me:]
> Seeing the Beast react, Icthya decides to pluck up her courage and go
> and speak with it. "Tell me, Beast, How good is your sense of sell?
> As good as a wolf's?"

[OOC]  Assuming you meant smell...

[IC]
His grin broadens as he contemplates you for a long moment.  "As good as a 
wolf's?", he comments back to you.  "Nice to know what my competition is. 
What next, can I dig as well as a badger?  Build a nest as well as a bird? 
I don't know whether you have noticed this, but look, " he waggles his 
thumbs at you, "opposable thumbs."

He slowly rises to his feet, picking up a huge bastard sword in a scabbard 
that had been lying beside him on the ground, and buckling it on to his belt 
as he stands up.  He is big, over seven feet tall, and built like a brick 
outhouse.  A black leather hauberk blends into his dark skin.  Long straggly 
black hair extends down his back, as he contemplates you with black eyes. 
He pauses whilst he finishes attaching the scabbard, and then continues...

"I assume that you are not that familiar with Trolls.  We are a great and 
proud people.  We had civilization whilst your people were still scratching 
around in the dirt.  We had magic whilst you were still wondering what that 
big yellow thing in the sky was, and why it kept disappearing each night." 
His voice hardens slightly, as he takes a step closer.

"We are the decendants of the Seven Sacred Ancestors.  We are the Primal 
Race.  We lived before time, and shall continue to live after time."  He 
pauses for a long period, and when he continues, his voice is softer, "We 
are the first-born, and the greatest.  And you ask of me whether my sense of 
smell is as good as a wolf's."  He pauses, and awaits your response...


--
Regards,

Michael Cole 



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