Make everyone check ALL weapons at the door? No hidden daggers aloud. kids. They don't have to really put there weapons down do to mass confusion on whos is whos, but say they are put into seperate containers upon entering. Make it a 5 sec count when leaving to grab your gear. Now if someone tries t...

"I would love one. Annika?"

*Vir-Drake pulls out a chair for Annika and waits for her to sit in it, pushes it in when she sits, and sits down himself*

"So Lambic, whats new?"

*In a half sarcastic way as Vir-Drake looks around at his new surroundings*

Waiting in the cold for hours upon hours to strike at the right time. Nuk then cast sleep on Pentag and slit his neck. She then disimbouled his corpse and ate his brain. He likes Pie. Pie, hahahaha. We then took his head to Donovan. This is where it turns bad. Frostfell doesn't care for Dark Elves o...

*Vir-Drake looks around to everyone* "This is the tale of Nuks death. It begins the night of the great fire. As many of you know I died that fateful night. Only to be reborn as a creation from Nuk gone bad. Disgusted with my current form I looked for Eli. Where I took it upon myself to die once...

*In a very calm and soothing voice* "Yes Ug, I am Drake. And to answer your question, yes and no. I wasn't the one who killed Nuk. But I also didn't stand up for her when she need me. So I am to blame for her death, even if someone else did the dirty work. If you would like me to tell you the s...

*Vir-Drake and Annika step into the Inn moments after Dallid* "Lambic! What the hell is going on around here? And where are the Phoenix? I need to be updated on this now." *Vir-Drake seems to take up his old attitude with Lambic* "I need Sethreal to take a sweep of the area. I need Sh...

*Vir-Drake stands with Annika out by the new firepit, trying to explain the where-abouts of things around Haven* "Now over here is Atrums' beloved Inn." *Vir-Drake just noticing the newly placed firepit* "Well this wasn't here last time. And now it seems as if the Inn is getting bigge...

If I'm feared I would roleplay it out as given the situation. If a big bad warrior feared me I would run away fast, if a big scary ghost feared me I would cower away, if a beautiful girl feared me I would stand there like a kid in a candy store, jaw dropped and all. My point is that i think you shou...

((Haven't been on in a while, so post to me as if you haven't gone through the portal yet)) *Vir-Drake will stand off to the side and address Donovan* "I will be walking home. If Annika is coming to Haven, I will protect her on our journey. But that's up to her." *Vir-Drake will nod to Don...

*Vir-Drake steps forward, addressing the whole group loudly* "I agree with Donmayo. No one knows if they are still casting there circle. No one knows what will happen if we walk in and the receiving isn't up. From what I have heard didn't you all end up in different places when you got to Frost...

*Vir-Drake runs off with the group looking for Donovan*

((If anyone yells out to him he will ignore them, unless the group as a whole has stopped))

*Vir-Drake approches the camp with Donovan, and changes directions with him when he hears the cry of the baby*

"Is this what she had in her arms? Cute little thing. Mind if I hold her, or him?"

*Vir-Drake then sits down next to Annika and holds out his arms*

*Vir-Drake follows Donovan side by side and listen to what he has to say*

*Vir-Drake helps McEwan to his feet and gives him a hardy pat to the back with a big laugh* "We need to do this more often. Fighting alongside you was a pleasure McEwan, I'd do it anyday." *Vir-Drake then turns his attention to Donovan* "Speak if you must my old friend. I am listening...

*Vir-Drake runs into the battle with McEwan, both swords swinging*

"I got your back McEwan."

*Vir-Drake takes on as many as he can handle alone to give McEwan room to move into a good defensive stance with Neshca and himself*

"Form ranks here McEwan. Form ranks"