Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v2]

[Third Kingdom]

'Where is my kitten and puppy!?'

[Prusselanden]

"Some boys do like her." she nodded.

"I can see why, she's smart, funny... pretty"

"And what else? Aren't all girls that?"

[Prusselanden]

"Weee!" He giggled before realizing something

"Ah, I asked if you wanted help!

Cristoforo would slow down the horse "What's wrong...?"

"Help me keep sane..." Asklat joked. "And make sure we've got enough wine in the cellar."

"No, not at all. I was just suggesting we all sit down and discuss this."

She turned around.
"Well, you can't always be the best." she looked at the archer.
"Who are you?"

"So, how are you doing on your campaign?"

"...Very well." the blond man in armor spoke "I am Faramir, son of Denethor, steward of His Majesty, King Elessar, the First of his Name, of House Telcontar." he explained with a bow "I rule Gondor in his stead, as His Grace is in the distant south at the moment."

The figure would depart silently, but one might catch that the man was covered in nanomachine plating.

"Quetz is negotiating last minute..." Jay sighed and poured himself a cup of wine and offered it to her. "But he's going in blind. I do not know if peace can truly be achieved..."

"Very nice to meet you Faramir, son of Denethor. I am Quetzalcoatl...son of....son of..." he thought for a minute.
"I am sorry, my origins are very murky. I do not know who are my parents."

"...Legoprusse, I am off to relieve myself."
"Ok Boss..."
However, Zoranduil turned away from the lavatory and followed the man on foot.

"He totally can! Who would resist his fluffiness?"

[Greater Orensta]

"Weee!" He giggled before realizing something

"Ah, I asked if you wanted help!

Cristoforo would slow down the horse "What's wrong...?"

"Help me keep sane..." Asklat joked. "And make sure we've got enough wine in the cellar."

"No, not at all. I was just suggesting we all sit down and discuss this."

She turned around.
"Well, you can't always be the best." she looked at the archer.
"Who are you?"

"So, how are you doing on your campaign?"

"...Very well." the blond man in armor spoke "I am Faramir, son of Denethor, steward of His Majesty, King Elessar, the First of his Name, of House Telcontar." he explained with a bow "I rule Gondor in his stead, as His Grace is in the distant south at the moment."

The figure would depart silently, but one might catch that the man was covered in nanomachine plating.

"Quetz is negotiating last minute..." Jay sighed and poured himself a cup of wine and offered it to her. "But he's going in blind. I do not know if peace can truly be achieved..."

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"I can see why, she's smart, funny... pretty"

"And what else? Aren't all girls that?"

"She's special... To me"

[Danceria]

Cristoforo would slow down the horse "What's wrong...?"

"Help me keep sane..." Asklat joked. "And make sure we've got enough wine in the cellar."

"...Very well." the blond man in armor spoke "I am Faramir, son of Denethor, steward of His Majesty, King Elessar, the First of his Name, of House Telcontar." he explained with a bow "I rule Gondor in his stead, as His Grace is in the distant south at the moment."

The figure would depart silently, but one might catch that the man was covered in nanomachine plating.

"Quetz is negotiating last minute..." Jay sighed and poured himself a cup of wine and offered it to her. "But he's going in blind. I do not know if peace can truly be achieved..."

"Very nice to meet you Faramir, son of Denethor. I am Quetzalcoatl...son of....son of..." he thought for a minute.
"I am sorry, my origins are very murky. I do not know who are my parents."

"...Legoprusse, I am off to relieve myself."
"Ok Boss..."
However, Zoranduil turned away from the lavatory and followed the man on foot.

"He totally can! Who would resist his fluffiness?"

There was murmurs as Faramir offered him a seat at the table. "I trust you are informed on the matter of Isengard?"

The man would continue walking before stopping. A raspy, mechanical parody of a familiar voice would ask "I know you're following me."

Jay would chuckle "That Quetz is...but men with equally honorable goals may just resist him..."

Cristoforo would slow down the horse "What's wrong...?"

"Help me keep sane..." Asklat joked. "And make sure we've got enough wine in the cellar."

"...Very well." the blond man in armor spoke "I am Faramir, son of Denethor, steward of His Majesty, King Elessar, the First of his Name, of House Telcontar." he explained with a bow "I rule Gondor in his stead, as His Grace is in the distant south at the moment."

The figure would depart silently, but one might catch that the man was covered in nanomachine plating.

"Quetz is negotiating last minute..." Jay sighed and poured himself a cup of wine and offered it to her. "But he's going in blind. I do not know if peace can truly be achieved..."

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"And what else? Aren't all girls that?"

"She's special... To me"

"You're right..." Cristoforo would say grimly, before belly laughing "You're a funny one! Our kids will at least have a sense of humor...!"

There, she would be potentially spooked by a tall man in fine but simple robes, sipping wine. "The one called Nani is in danger." he would explain, once Mahila nearly jumped out of her skin in suprise "Go hence with all speed, lest Cristoforo does something rash..."

[Greater Orensta]

"Very nice to meet you Faramir, son of Denethor. I am Quetzalcoatl...son of....son of..." he thought for a minute.
"I am sorry, my origins are very murky. I do not know who are my parents."

"...Legoprusse, I am off to relieve myself."
"Ok Boss..."
However, Zoranduil turned away from the lavatory and followed the man on foot.

"He totally can! Who would resist his fluffiness?"

There was murmurs as Faramir offered him a seat at the table. "I trust you are informed on the matter of Isengard?"

The man would continue walking before stopping. A raspy, mechanical parody of a familiar voice would ask "I know you're following me."

Jay would chuckle "That Quetz is...but men with equally honorable goals may just resist him..."

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"She's special... To me"

"You're right..." Cristoforo would say grimly, before belly laughing "You're a funny one! Our kids will at least have a sense of humor...!"

There, she would be potentially spooked by a tall man in fine but simple robes, sipping wine. "The one called Nani is in danger." he would explain, once Mahila nearly jumped out of her skin in suprise "Go hence with all speed, lest Cristoforo does something rash..."

"No I mean... I'm not... a.."

"What do you mean by that?"

[Danceria]

There was murmurs as Faramir offered him a seat at the table. "I trust you are informed on the matter of Isengard?"

The man would continue walking before stopping. A raspy, mechanical parody of a familiar voice would ask "I know you're following me."

Jay would chuckle "That Quetz is...but men with equally honorable goals may just resist him..."

"You're right..." Cristoforo would say grimly, before belly laughing "You're a funny one! Our kids will at least have a sense of humor...!"

There, she would be potentially spooked by a tall man in fine but simple robes, sipping wine. "The one called Nani is in danger." he would explain, once Mahila nearly jumped out of her skin in suprise "Go hence with all speed, lest Cristoforo does something rash..."

"No I mean... I'm not... a.."

"What do you mean by that?"

Cristoforo eventually stopped laughing, but wheezed "Not a...what?"

"To put it bluntly, the knight is Catholic, born of a Crusader State. I leave it to thee, to ponder what courses of action he may take."

[Greater Orensta]

"No I mean... I'm not... a.."

"What do you mean by that?"

Cristoforo eventually stopped laughing, but wheezed "Not a...what?"

"To put it bluntly, the knight is Catholic, born of a Crusader State. I leave it to thee, to ponder what courses of action he may take."

"I'm not a"
Maliha ran over "WAI-"
"not a girl.."

[Danceria]

Cristoforo eventually stopped laughing, but wheezed "Not a...what?"

"To put it bluntly, the knight is Catholic, born of a Crusader State. I leave it to thee, to ponder what courses of action he may take."

"I'm not a"
Maliha ran over "WAI-"
"not a girl.."

Cristoforo blinked as he gradually put two and two together... he dismounted and commanded Nani to do the same. He crossed himself and prayed, before quickly slashing at the garments that would reveal...

Meanwhile, the man sipped the wine and sighed. "Thus it begins."

[Greater Orensta]

"I'm not a"
Maliha ran over "WAI-"
"not a girl.."

Cristoforo blinked as he gradually put two and two together... he dismounted and commanded Nani to do the same. He crossed himself and prayed, before quickly slashing at the garments that would reveal...

Meanwhile, the man sipped the wine and sighed. "Thus it begins."

No breasts or any indication of a woman, rather a feminine male, he was crying

"Fuck...:

[Danceria]

Cristoforo blinked as he gradually put two and two together... he dismounted and commanded Nani to do the same. He crossed himself and prayed, before quickly slashing at the garments that would reveal...

Meanwhile, the man sipped the wine and sighed. "Thus it begins."

No breasts or any indication of a woman, rather a feminine male, he was crying

"Fuck...:

Cristoforo seethed with rage. "You...lied to me..."

[Greater Orensta]

No breasts or any indication of a woman, rather a feminine male, he was crying

"Fuck...:

Cristoforo seethed with rage. "You...lied to me..."

"I'M SORRY!" he yelled

[Danceria]

Cristoforo seethed with rage. "You...lied to me..."

"I'M SORRY!" he yelled

Cristoforo stared daggers at them for a moment, before walking to his horse.

[Greater Orensta]

"I'M SORRY!" he yelled

Cristoforo stared daggers at them for a moment, before walking to his horse.

Falling to the ground, Nani had run out of breath to even speak

[Prusselanden]

"Very nice to meet you Faramir, son of Denethor. I am Quetzalcoatl...son of....son of..." he thought for a minute.
"I am sorry, my origins are very murky. I do not know who are my parents."

"...Legoprusse, I am off to relieve myself."
"Ok Boss..."
However, Zoranduil turned away from the lavatory and followed the man on foot.

"He totally can! Who would resist his fluffiness?"

There was murmurs as Faramir offered him a seat at the table. "I trust you are informed on the matter of Isengard?"

The man would continue walking before stopping. A raspy, mechanical parody of a familiar voice would ask "I know you're following me."

Jay would chuckle "That Quetz is...but men with equally honorable goals may just resist him..."

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"She's special... To me"

"You're right..." Cristoforo would say grimly, before belly laughing "You're a funny one! Our kids will at least have a sense of humor...!"

There, she would be potentially spooked by a tall man in fine but simple robes, sipping wine. "The one called Nani is in danger." he would explain, once Mahila nearly jumped out of her skin in suprise "Go hence with all speed, lest Cristoforo does something rash..."

"Yes, I am very aware of the matter." he sat down as well.

"Who are you?"

"I still believe in him..."

[Prusselanden]

Cristoforo would slow down the horse "What's wrong...?"

"Help me keep sane..." Asklat joked. "And make sure we've got enough wine in the cellar."

"...Very well." the blond man in armor spoke "I am Faramir, son of Denethor, steward of His Majesty, King Elessar, the First of his Name, of House Telcontar." he explained with a bow "I rule Gondor in his stead, as His Grace is in the distant south at the moment."

The figure would depart silently, but one might catch that the man was covered in nanomachine plating.

"Quetz is negotiating last minute..." Jay sighed and poured himself a cup of wine and offered it to her. "But he's going in blind. I do not know if peace can truly be achieved..."

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"And what else? Aren't all girls that?"

"She's special... To me"

"In such a short amount of time, eh?"

[Greater Orensta]

"I'm... Not a girl..."

"On it!"

"She's special... To me"

"In such a short amount of time, eh?"

"She helped me in a time of absence of love" He sighed

[Danceria]

Cristoforo stared daggers at them for a moment, before walking to his horse.

Falling to the ground, Nani had run out of breath to even speak

Mounting his horse, he would debate the wrath of the mods, and decided to be edgy/Mediveal.

A wad of saliva would grace Nani's hair, before muttering "Deuteronomy 22:5, bitch." before riding off.

Meanwhile, Asklat was waiting at a fully prepared wedding.

There was murmurs as Faramir offered him a seat at the table. "I trust you are informed on the matter of Isengard?"

The man would continue walking before stopping. A raspy, mechanical parody of a familiar voice would ask "I know you're following me."

Jay would chuckle "That Quetz is...but men with equally honorable goals may just resist him..."

"You're right..." Cristoforo would say grimly, before belly laughing "You're a funny one! Our kids will at least have a sense of humor...!"

There, she would be potentially spooked by a tall man in fine but simple robes, sipping wine. "The one called Nani is in danger." he would explain, once Mahila nearly jumped out of her skin in suprise "Go hence with all speed, lest Cristoforo does something rash..."

"Yes, I am very aware of the matter." he sat down as well.

"Who are you?"

"I still believe in him..."

"Orthanc was built by Gondor." Faramir began "But we recognize it as Rohirric territory. This much we agree on. The fell creations of Saruman must not spread from its containment."

The man kept walking "A man who doesn't belong here."

"Me too." Jay smiled "But I do not entirely believe in the rest of the delegation."

[Greater Orensta]

Falling to the ground, Nani had run out of breath to even speak

Mounting his horse, he would debate the wrath of the mods, and decided to be edgy/Mediveal.

A wad of saliva would grace Nani's hair, before muttering "Deuteronomy 22:5, bitch." before riding off.

Meanwhile, Asklat was waiting at a fully prepared wedding.

"Yes, I am very aware of the matter." he sat down as well.

"Who are you?"

"I still believe in him..."

"Orthanc was built by Gondor." Faramir began "But we recognize it as Rohirric territory. This much we agree on. The fell creations of Saruman must not spread from its containment."

The man kept walking "A man who doesn't belong here."

"Me too." Jay smiled "But I do not entirely believe in the rest of the delegation."

He tried to sob but could not

Maliha ran after him

[Prusselanden]

Mounting his horse, he would debate the wrath of the mods, and decided to be edgy/Mediveal.

A wad of saliva would grace Nani's hair, before muttering "Deuteronomy 22:5, bitch." before riding off.

Meanwhile, Asklat was waiting at a fully prepared wedding.

"Orthanc was built by Gondor." Faramir began "But we recognize it as Rohirric territory. This much we agree on. The fell creations of Saruman must not spread from its containment."

The man kept walking "A man who doesn't belong here."

"Me too." Jay smiled "But I do not entirely believe in the rest of the delegation."

He tried to sob but could not

Maliha ran after him

The baron walked over.
"What's wrong, kid?"

[Prusselanden]

"In such a short amount of time, eh?"

"She helped me in a time of absence of love" He sighed

"You need to understand love first, ok? Love takes time."

[Danceria]

Mounting his horse, he would debate the wrath of the mods, and decided to be edgy/Mediveal.

A wad of saliva would grace Nani's hair, before muttering "Deuteronomy 22:5, bitch." before riding off.

Meanwhile, Asklat was waiting at a fully prepared wedding.

"Orthanc was built by Gondor." Faramir began "But we recognize it as Rohirric territory. This much we agree on. The fell creations of Saruman must not spread from its containment."

The man kept walking "A man who doesn't belong here."

"Me too." Jay smiled "But I do not entirely believe in the rest of the delegation."

He tried to sob but could not

Maliha ran after him

Cristoforo was riding back to the front.

[Third Kingdom]

"She helped me in a time of absence of love" He sighed

"You need to understand love first, ok? Love takes time."

'NO IT DOESN'T!'

[Prusselanden]

Falling to the ground, Nani had run out of breath to even speak

Mounting his horse, he would debate the wrath of the mods, and decided to be edgy/Mediveal.

A wad of saliva would grace Nani's hair, before muttering "Deuteronomy 22:5, bitch." before riding off.

Meanwhile, Asklat was waiting at a fully prepared wedding.

"Yes, I am very aware of the matter." he sat down as well.

"Who are you?"

"I still believe in him..."

"Orthanc was built by Gondor." Faramir began "But we recognize it as Rohirric territory. This much we agree on. The fell creations of Saruman must not spread from its containment."

The man kept walking "A man who doesn't belong here."

"Me too." Jay smiled "But I do not entirely believe in the rest of the delegation."

"Hmm...I see..." he nodded.

"Tell me."

"Why?"

[Greater Orensta]

He tried to sob but could not

Maliha ran after him

The baron walked over.
"What's wrong, kid?"

"My fiance abandoned me..."

"She helped me in a time of absence of love" He sighed

"You need to understand love first, ok? Love takes time."

"I know but... I had no one"

He tried to sob but could not

Maliha ran after him

She nearly shot him