Gender: Male Location: Dreaming...Or am I living...
Galders shots hit the brown Jedi Cloak, but nothing else, it falls to the groudn singed and smoldering, but the Jedi Is allready out the door and gone.
I know, thats why it said off, not out of his hand... Vayne and Kestrel are kinda godlike in the tavern, which is why I asked if you guys wanted a fighting pit. Do you? Anyways,
Vayne, giving up on the hole, punched Galder in the chest, causing him to fly backwards and almost hit a door. Impossibly quick, Kestrel appeared in front of the prone Galder, and while waiting him to rise opened the door.
"Do you want to go into the fighting pit?"
I have rules it's possible to use to fight, and any provoked violence is allowed in the bar. I just didn't want pages and pages of fighting, more talking(unlike the other kinds of RP).
__________________ "If clowns warred on monkeys, and the monkeys had guns, and were trained to use them, who would win?"
"That's interesting. I've never visited there though. From what I heard, it's one of what we travellers call a mixed world. There's no dominace of any one race, except the obvious population increase of you faster-breeding humans. Otherwise it's full of Elves and Dwarves, as well as the other, less civilised races. Am I right?" Now that he singles himself out from humans, you do notice he has got a slight point to his ears.
__________________ "If clowns warred on monkeys, and the monkeys had guns, and were trained to use them, who would win?"