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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Thu Jun 28, 2001 2:15 am

The Drum was full tonight, the new owner looked on with pride. After buying the pub 2 weeks ago, for a small potato and a midget, he had introduced Scumble and C.M.O.T Dibblers 'sausage inna bun'. This had resulted in a trebling of patrons to the Drum, some only to marvel at the quite disgusting sausages. Foul was a dwarf, a member of the V-Mob so he had respect and power in the area, and an honourable one at that. He had just sent his barman, dave, to get a new keg of Scumble when a fight erupted in the left corner of the bar. A local Hobo, called Dribbling Sidney, had been attacked by Cohan the barabarian, and 80 year old warrior, for dribbling in his 'Sausage inna Bun'. Foul jumped across the bar and pulled Sidney away and took him back to the bar, handing him a free mug of Scumble.<BR><BR>'So Sidney, what brings you round here, it's been a long time..'<BR><BR>but Sidney had drunk the Scumble, the whole mug, which would put the average man out for a few weeks. Foul chuckled and turned to a man standing at the bar...<BR><BR>*OCC- This is a Discworld RP. If you don't know what the discworld is, then e-mail me and i'll give you an overview and help if any is needed. *
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Postby Iriroth » Thu Jun 28, 2001 1:14 pm

OOC - what do you mean there are no elves??? I'm maybe not familiar enough with the discworld, but at least in the game Discworld II: Missing presumed there were indeed elves... can't remember if it was another dimension or something though...<BR><BR>I haven't read any of the books in English, so I'm not sure about the names, but if it's not that bad I could be the witch Magrat(?).....
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Thu Jun 28, 2001 1:35 pm

OOC- There are No elves, Yes in 'Lords and Ladies' some elves escape from another dimension and are ruddy nasty, but on the whole there are No elves. Sure Magrat sounds cool.
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Sun Jul 01, 2001 12:06 pm

Standing at the bar, in full atire, was an Asassin. Black hat, Black silk suit, black shoes, black gloves and and a black cape.<BR><b>'Good evening...May i have some...Scumble.'</b> Said the assasin. Nodding, Foul hurried off to try and find the cleanest mug in the bar.
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Postby Canamarth » Tue Jul 03, 2001 3:44 am

Canamarth looked around the room. The Drum was bustling and humming with people of all sorts. How was she supposed to find the one little dwarf that had stepped onto Lord V's toes? <BR>The barkeeper hurried back with a rather filthy mug. But she knew that he had done his best to find the cleanest. She was in no mood to quarrel tonight so she accepted it and flung a gold piece onto the bar which she had found in the depths of one of the numerous pockets of her black suit. When she turned around to scan the room two shuriken fell out of her trousers. <BR>"Blast it!" she exclaimed and bent over to put them away again.
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Tue Jul 03, 2001 4:47 am

OCC - Welcome to this rather empty RR! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-tongue.gif"border=0><BR><BR>Foul realising that the assasin was on the lookout for someone he said.<b>So what rings you into an establsihment as..erm...fine as this? If you want to buy a sausage inna bun i will cook one up for you...</b>
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Postby Canamarth » Tue Jul 03, 2001 5:04 am

OOC - Thanks. I might find somebody else who's interested in joining. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif"border=0><BR><BR>Canamarth adjusted the two shuriken to their destined place in her trousers and looked down at the dwarf. "I'm searching for someone. A dwarf, that is. A dwarf with big feet. Can I see yours?" <BR>The dwarf became a little pale as he heard that one of his kind was being looked for by an assassin. But he showed her his feet nevertheless. He almost fell over with the effort of lifting them a bit.<BR>"No, they're too small."<BR>"Nobody ever told me that," the dwarf mumbled and scuttled off behind the bar (where he was hardly visible anymore).<BR>Canamarth took her mug of scumble and emptied it with one gulp. She suddenly remembered the night at the inn when all her friends insisted on drinking that hellish brew. She had been the only one left standing and had to carry them into their rooms. Scumble warmed her stomach and that was the only effect it had on her. When she put down the mug, a throwing knife slid out of her sleeve and clattered onto the bar.<BR>"Oh, for heaven's sakes..."
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Postby Khorazir » Tue Jul 03, 2001 5:45 am

"Wow, that's a cool knife", a youngish voice said behind her admiringly. When she turned, she beheld a kid of maybe twleve years, a boy with a mob of curly brown hair, and a dirty face who was staring at the weapon with shining eyes full of fascination. "The only ones I've seen hiding such thingies in their underwear are the guys of the assassins guild." He noticed the man in black at the bar, currently discussing the danger of Dibbler's infamous sausages with the innkeeper, and shuffled around so that Canamarth hid him from view. One did not want trouble with the lot. But the lady here looked interesting. Especially the way the scumble seemed to have no effect on her.<BR><BR>"D'you belong to the bunch as well, lady?" he asked, plucking up courage. "You've got the right looks - and gear." And he grinned broadly.<BR><BR>(OCC: originally this is a hobbit-character, but since there are no hobbits on the Disc, he's a kid here)<BR><BR>
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Postby legolas_the_fair » Tue Jul 03, 2001 6:44 am

On the cold streets outside of the Mended Drum, Carrot lay unnoticed. He had stumbled there after being severely ill. Earlier on in the day he had been force fed several slices of the river Ankh by a rather large troll. For any other man (or dwarf<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif"border=0>)it would have surely been fatal, but Carrot was made of stronger stuff. Still he lay outside, in a damp alleyway unseen. At that moment in time, several things were running through his mind, who was that troll? What did he do it for? And something that had been puzzling him for some time, 'Daddy or chips'?<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Canamarth » Tue Jul 03, 2001 7:01 am

Canamarth hurried to put the knive back into her sleeve but a young boy had already seen it and taken an interest in it. He asked her if she was a member of the assassins guild.<BR>"Curiosity kills the dog!" she answered. Or did it kill the mouse? She couldn't quite remember. <BR>But the boy was not to be shaken off. "Can I have a look at the knive?" he pleaded.<BR>"If you don't stop blurting out that I have a knive hidden in my sleeve..." Canamarth pointed a treattening finger down at him when the object in question loosened itself again and fell between the naked feet of the boy where it remained stuck between two floorboards.<BR>The boy stooped and tried to pull the thing out. He yanked at it with all his might and when the knive came loose, he fell backwards and sprawled into a group of trolls who were busy knitting wollen socks.<BR>"Oh, blimey," the dwarf behind the bar said. "Not into the knitting circle. You better run for you life!" And with that he ducked low behind the counter.
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Postby Volcanus » Tue Jul 03, 2001 7:48 am

The Drum door swung open and a rather tall man about 7'3" walked over to foul he had a large scar running across his face.Foul was trembling with fear. The man just said."Give me a mug of beer and some peanuts and give it in the most filthy mug you have."<BR><BR>Later foul gave the man his drink.........................<BR><BR><BR>Soon another fight was goin on between sidney and cohan.Sidney was too drunk and did not know what he was doin when he punched cohan......
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Tue Jul 03, 2001 12:19 pm

OCC- well i thought no one would ever come!<BR><BR>After the screaming had stopped foul came out from behind the bar, to see the child had been force fed one of C.M.O.T Diblers sausages.<BR><BR><b>Poor kid. Look lads! lets not beat up anymore kids tonight, it's bad for buisness.</b> What Foul needed was some people to help him, Dave had been away for hours, some bar staff and maybe some bouncers..
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Postby Khorazir » Wed Jul 04, 2001 2:08 am

The Kid got to his feet unsteadily. Well, he thought, could have been worse. He was familiar with Dibbler's sausages (more or less everybody is in Ankh-Morpork), and had developed a certain resistance over time, and this one had been mostly made of meat. Of the other ingredients he did not want to think. It was better not to. <BR><BR>As swiftly as he could he edged away from the Knitting Circle. Stupid rocks, he thought. Then he remembered the lady with the knifes. And his errand. He wasn't sure if Foul would sell him the stuff, but if not, perhaps the lady could help him. But his way back to the bar was fraught with dangers. First he had to dive for cover when Cohan sent Sidney flying through the room, then an axe came flying from somewhere and buried itself in the floor at his feet (he did not attempt to wrench it out this time), and then he slipped on some spilled drink and would have hit the tall man with the scar with full force, but in this moment, as he was already expecting a catastrophy to happen (the man didn't look nice and understanding at all), he felt a soft but strong hand catching his and jerking him back. Panting and shaking all over he turned to his saviour. "Well sir, thanks a l..." He froze in shock. The face of the ... thing that still held his hand tightly was not human at all. But when he had overcome the first shock, and studied the large reddish-brown creature more closely, it did not look unfriendly either. It let go of this hand now, patted his back (which made him almost fall again) and offered him a handful of peanuts. "Oook", it said.
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Postby Canamarth » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:01 am

The <i>Drum</i> was quite calm again. Only two guys were still fighting but they did not get into the patrons' way too much. <BR>Some reddish hairy thing had come into the tavern and taken a hold of the boy. It made funny noises.<BR>"Can I have my - uh - <i>pocket-knive</i> back?" Canamarth asked as she strode over to them carefully. She did not want to lose any other of her hidden paraphernalia just now. Instead of that, she almost bumped into a tall man with a huge scar across his face, who blocked her way. <BR>"Excuse me, sir," Canamarth ventured. "But could you just step back an inch? I need to get past you."
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Postby Volcanus » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:11 am

Hey i am willing to help you foul.What ya say?<BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR>Oh and i expect to be paid for the job<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:21 am

The Mended Drum. It still surprised Foul that he owned the place. Some had told his that it was a curse, but not why. I wonder why? Yes, the place burned down quite regulary, but it always came back. You never could keep us common folk down, no matter what hit us we'd always come back. As he looked around the bar he saw several things that would have seemed strange to him some weeks ago. An 80 year old man in a loin cloth wsa beating Sidney with a lump of teak. a monkey...No not a monkey was giving peanuts to a small child at the bar. A rather attractive assasin looked like she was about to slap scar-face. And a rather fat man and a quite disgusting...thing was coming down the stairs.<BR><BR><b>Ahh, My two favourite customers! please come and sit at thew bar. What would you two find gentlemen be looking for tonight?</b>said Foul with a lrge smile on his face.<BR><b>Some oh your ruddy Scumble my good friend Foul</b> replied the ugly one.<BR><b>On the house for watchmen of course. Now what would your visit be for? For i know that you boys don't come in here often.</b> asked Foul speaking as he poured the drinks.
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:26 am

<b>Just a second lads, a patron wants a word. Now... ah, is there a problem sir?</b> ventured Foul.<BR><BR><b>You wish a job? Well i do have need of staff. Lets see, what kind of job would you like? You would be paid of course, and if you like i could give you some free rats...no? ok, it was worth a try. So what job would you be looking for?</b>
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Postby Canamarth » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:39 am

The tall men with the scar in front of her simply ignored her and asked the dwarf for a job. Canamarth got a little angry. First he stood in her way, then he ignored her. She could not decide which of the two was worse. <BR>When the dwarf answered that he was indeed looking for staff, Canamarth stopped fumbling a dagger she hid in one of her pockets and turned around.<BR>"What about a barmaid?" she said. "Are you looking for a barmaid?" She realized that this would be the ideal place to meet her target. And it would keep her occupied for a while. And it would maybe thwart the tall stranger. "But I don't want rats!"
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Postby Khorazir » Wed Jul 04, 2001 7:44 am

Meanwhile the kid and the monkey - no, the ape -, had become fast friends. They had swiftly found out that they both loved peanuts, and since the orang-utang seemed to have an unlimited supply of the tasty things, they spent quite a long time just sitting at the bar munching peanuts and watching the folk crowding the inn. <BR><BR>"Hey", the kid said as his eyes fell on the two watchmen, "I've heard of those. You know, the small ugly one even has the same name as I have. Or so they say." A quizzical look came to the ape's face. "Oook?" it said. "Yeah", answered the kid. "I'm called Nobby too."<BR><BR>He'd found out that, if one concentrated on the small variations in the ape's articulation of the word "oook", one could understand him quite well. He studied the ape again. "I've also heard that they keep a monk-" he faltered as he met the ape's gaze "... er ... I mean an ape up at Unseen University as a librarian. Is that you?" The ape's face settled into a kind expression again. "Oook!" he said. Then he pointed towards Foul behind the bar, and looked back at Nobby. "Oook?" "Er ...", said Nobby, "do you want to order drinks?" "Oook." The boy's face lit up. "Ok, I get a large ale then." "Eeek!" said the ape, and for some reason he sounded very grown-up. Nobby looked glum. "Well, a large milk, I mean."
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Wed Jul 04, 2001 8:20 am

Foul looked surpirsed,<b>Well ok, sure. As long as you don't kill anyone while on the job.You get free drink, food and accomidation. And you friend, what would you like to do??</b><BR><BR>The ape and the boy were now pinging peanuts at drunk old men in the bar.
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Postby Canamarth » Wed Jul 04, 2001 8:40 am

"Will there be any kind of professional clothing required?" Canamarth asked.<BR>The dwarf shook his head.<BR>"What's your name anyway?" Canamarth said. "My mom always said I was not supposed to talk to strangers, much less work for them... I am Canamarth." She held out a black-gloved hand.
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Wed Jul 04, 2001 8:46 am

Fouls bearded face broke into a wide smile, revealing several gold teeth. <b>Welcome aboard Canamarth, I am Foul. Dwarf born and bred in the shades, member of the V-Mob so we don't get much trouble round here. But i would recomend Keeping some sort of weapon with you while on work, we get some nasty rudders in this place. When could you start? i could do with some help, this place is bloody full to the brim tonight.</b> Foul threw a old dirty cloth at her, and walked back to the watchmen.
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Postby Canamarth » Wed Jul 04, 2001 8:57 am

Canamarth stared after him. She had been about to say that she could start tonight when the dwarf had scuttled off. <BR><i>Right. I can manage the weapons part. But what am I supposed to do with this dirty piece of filth?</i> She looked at the cloth Foul had thrown at her. <BR>Weapons? She had the feeling she had forgotten something about weapons. When she turned around she saw the boy and the big red monkey sitting at the bar, throwing peanuts at people. She walked over to them, trailing the dirty piece of cloth behind her.<BR>"Excuse me," she ventured. "But may I interrupt your - game." She looked at the boy now. "Isn't there something you have that belongs to me?"
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Postby Volcanus » Wed Jul 04, 2001 5:25 pm

The man looked in the air and suddenly screamed i got it.I wanna be the bartender foul OK???
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Postby Khorazir » Thu Jul 05, 2001 2:20 am

Nobby looked at Canamarth, his face pure innocence. "Is there?" he asked and grinned. The librarian chuckled to himself, and threw a peanut so that it landed in Cohan's drink, who spun round and stared at the ape with a wild expression in his eyes, fingering his broadsword. The librarian only grinned, and for some reason Cohan's fury subsided again. Muttering, he turned back to his drink, fished out the peanut, and ate it. "Oook", said the librarian, grapped another peanut, took careful aim, and flipped it at the lady in black. It went right down her collar.<BR><BR>Nobby was about to burst into laughter, but a glance from the lady prevented this. Compared to her in this moment, Cohan had looked very nice and friendly indeed. "You have my knife still", she hissed, and something in her voice told Nobby that it was better to return the weapon pretty instantly. Who knew what else she had hidden in her sleeves or trowsers. He pulled out the knife and gave it to her. "Was worth a try, wasn't it", he said and grinned. "Oook", said the librarian, and held out a hand with peanuts, apparently as a peaceoffer for the lady.
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Postby Canamarth » Thu Jul 05, 2001 3:57 am

Canamarth put the knive back to where it belonged, then took the peanuts which the monkey offered her and powerded them above his head. The fine peanut powder fell into his fur and the ape didn't seem to be happy about it. <BR>Canamarth smiled on him sweetly. "I hope this matter is settled then?" The ape shook himself and grumbled an "Oook" which sounded like a yes.<BR>"Great," Canamarth said and turned to the bar. Instead of Foul she beheld the tall guy with the scar on his face towering behind the counter. "Are you the new bartender then?" She looked around searchingly for Foul. "I tell you, I demand a payrise if he keeps insulting me by ignoring me."<BR><i>I will have to get rid of this peanut,</i> Canamarth thought to herself.
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Postby FoulOleRon_No2 » Thu Jul 05, 2001 4:55 am

Foul was having a chat with the watchmen which was filled with loud laughter. <b>Just look at me new bar staff. I tell you something, there's love in the air. Mark my words. In fact, anyone fancy a bet?. I bet that these two will become a 'relationship' in the next week. I'll put a potato on it..Done nobby! and you have to pay up this time!</b> Turning round Foul walked over to his new bar staff. <b>So how are we doing? I'm here to gve you any help that you may need.</b>
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Postby Khorazir » Thu Jul 05, 2001 2:02 pm

"Oook, oook", said the librarian, wriggling around uncomfortably to get rid of the peanut powder in his fur. Apparently it was itching him. Nobby helped him as best he could. Then he looked around for the innkeeper. There was still his errand, which so far he had neglected because of the funny things happening at the inn. But his return was expected, and he didn't want to lose the fine lodging he had found more or less by accident so quickly. <BR><BR>Unfortunately the dwarf was nowwhere to be seen. Whenever he went behind the bar, he vanished almost altogether. But there was the lady in black, and Nobby had overheard that she had accepted the job as barmaid. Maybe she could help him - provided that she was not angry anymore because of the knife. But right now she was talking to the giant with the scar. Nobby didn't dare to go there. The guy looked frightening. So he sat sipping his milk (hoping that it was indeed milk. It had a funny taste to it. But at least they'd gotten the colour right), watching the people, and thinking how he could best phrase his request. <BR><BR>"I might need your help, you know", he said to the librarian. A questioning glance. "You're an adult, aren't you?" "Oook?!" "Okay, okay, no offence meant. It's just that I don't think that they'll sell me the stuff I was sent to get."
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Postby Volcanus » Fri Jul 06, 2001 3:28 am

Hey anyone want any thing ask me cause i'm the bartender.
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Postby Canamarth » Fri Jul 06, 2001 5:47 am

Canamarth went behind the counter and hid behind the new barkeeper. He was big enough for that. Then she started fumbling down her collar. The peanut was hard to get. When she finally pulled it out, she had lost two shuriken and three daggers. She put them into their respective places again and emerged from behind scarface. <BR>"Thanks a lot," she said to noone in particular and walked over to the ape and the boy. <BR>"Can I offer my services to you?" Was that the way she was supposed to address the patrons? She wasn't quite sure but it was worth a try. The ape seemed to chuckle to himself and nudged the boy.
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