The Harem Tent

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:25 am

@Viv I promise to play nice

How about a ride to the beach? I can toss a beach blanket in the trunk and off we go...

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:30 am

Waverly: They have cars in BG2? *looks around* I thought this tent was in Trademeet?

Darkpoet · Post by **Darkpoet** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:31 am

Waverly is really, Marty McFly.

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:33 am

Darkpoet: Marty Mcfly? Isn't that the character from 'back to the future'? He was a cutie

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:34 am

Loner72: If you're still around, I was wondering if the tents dimensions are written anywhere? Just curious

Darkpoet · Post by **Darkpoet** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:36 am

Okay, that one backfired.

Darkpoet · Post by **Darkpoet** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:38 am

Ten years from now, Anomen stands if front of his mirror. The good life has taken a toll on him. His belly is so large, his armor won't fit with out a girdle. He was kicked out of the order, for passing wind in the temple.

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Mon May 21, 2001 8:45 am

@Viv: you are right of coarse. I meant ride to the beach with wine in the saddle bag.

@DP: Tosser

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Georgi · Post by **Georgi** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:16 am

LOL at all of you...

Good to see you back DP, did I mention about how I wouldn't sell you to anyone ever?

Especially Omar

I insist that everyone has a drink in honour of my coursework deadline..

Hence my absence for the last day...

Gwalchmai · Post by **Gwalchmai** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:17 am

Suddenly, the door to the tent flaps open. Highlighted in a sudden crack of lightning, a large, hulking figure appears. Bedraggled and footsore, Slave Gwalchmai slumps into the tent, throws down a large pack, and collapses in the corner. Intrigued, Lady Loner opens the pack, exclaiming, "Look at these treasures! The finest Rasheman silks! Fleece slippers from the Norheim Isles! Golden Tethyrian bangles! A mithril lute with mother-of-pearl inlay for Jennabard (where is she anyway?)! And **GASP** the School-girl Leather Mini-skirts +3 we ordered from the Forest of Shilmista!!" Lady Dragon Wench looks at the unconcious slave, "The poor dear. He must have traveled all weekend. Such dedication. Let him sleep. He can whip the cream later this afternoon."

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Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:18 am

Darkpoet: *looks sternly his way*
Anomen being a true and good Knight, keeps up with a vigorous exercise routine, along with healthful eating. Thus, he will keep his yummy form for years to come. Traitor

Waverly: As there is dissention in the tent...
*lets Waverly pull her up onto the horse, wondering just where they're going. Edit: As his hand grips hers, her eyes fall on the mini-skirts +3 next to the exhausted slave. She happily trots over to the stash, all thoughts of leaving the Harem with that scoundrel Waverly now forgotten*

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Georgi · Post by **Georgi** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:35 am

Lightning?
*peers out into the blazing sunshine*
How strange.

Heh Viv, you've just warned everyone about that Waverly and you were about to ride off with him?

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:37 am

Nice to have you back, Viv

I'll look up those tent dimensions, I know they're around here somewhere...

Gwalchmai -- You're the tops. You're the Colosseum. You're the tops. You're the Louvre Museum

Darkpoet -- Vivien got it half right. Exercise and proper diet are important, but what will mainly keep our Anomen in shape are the forthcoming years of honing and exertion, courtesy of our skill and of the Blade

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Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:41 am

Georgi: Alas, I am inconsistant...
I dont' trust him, but he has a certain pull..usually I manage to talk myself out of it though

(Had to edit it that time, usually catch it prior to posting)

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:42 am

LMAO. By all means, change into the +3 mini first. Look, I'm turning around so I can't see <faces a highy polished shield leaning in the corner>

BTW is that +3AC, +3 slimming, or +3 in not getting wrinkled when tossed hastily to the floor?

dragon wench · Post by **dragon wench** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:42 am

I'm certain that between the five of us, we will ensure that Anomen gets PLENTY of exercise........thus maintaining his "yummy form" for many er.....satisfying.....years to come....
@Gwalchmai, is that where you were? What with DP momentarily fleeing the tent, and you searching far and wide in search of libations for the soul, keeping track of you both is proving to be quite a challenge.
Maybe those Illithiad have something in those collars

. Just joking guys, couldn't resist

.
Anyway, later, tis still holiday weekend here (Victoria Day), so must spend time with partner and child.
Cheers

Darkpoet · Post by **Darkpoet** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:47 am

Darkpoet looks at Gwalchmai, with contempt. "Brown noser." He says to himself. Darkpoet realized he has been challanged. He then walks the tent without saying a word.

Georgi · Post by **Georgi** » Mon May 21, 2001 9:52 am

Gwalchmai - *hug* for all that hard work... Don't worry, I wasn't going to sell you to Omar either

Now now boys, let's not have any fighting within the Harem, we have enough trouble with all the outsiders...

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Mon May 21, 2001 10:24 am

Waverly: I know you better than that, I'm just looking at the merchandise

All: Yes, there is room for all, even Waverly if he refrains from mocking Anomen

(That goes for you too Darkpoet)

Gwalchmai: You alone have been truly loyal to the harem, though I did not know it

You are a wonderful addition

Darkpoet · Post by **Darkpoet** » Mon May 21, 2001 10:48 am

Darkpoet knew he was acting foolish, but he had to let out some steam. A better place to let off steam, the Copper Coronet. Darkpoet went in and found a table in a corner. He then sat down and put his feet on the table.

"Hey, if you are going to put your feet on the table, at least by something."

Darkpoet looked up and saw Bernard, smiling at him.

"It's been a long time, eh old friend?"

"Aye, that it tis Darkpoet. What are you doing now since the Drow wars, are finished?"

"I'm a servant for the Harem of the Dark Flame."

Bernard's mouth opened, closed and then opened again.
"You?!? A bleedin nurse maid, to Anomen and his little chickies? Ha, Do they what you have done?"

"No, that is past me now. But, do you still have my sword?"

"Aye, I have your swo.... Now, Darkpoet, no, please. The last time you were here, it took me three years to get a champion."

Darkpoet smiled. "Come now Bernard, you know me better than that. It's been ten years, I'm a little rusty. So who is the new champion now?"

Bernard turn and pointed, to the biggeest half orc, than Darkpoet had ever seen. Darkpoet started to get the feeling back, just before a battle.

"What's the purse, up to know, Bernard?"

"Ten thousand gold pieces. This guy is a killer, are you sure?"

Darkpoet's eyes turn black. "Yes, Bernard set it up. My room still here?"

"Aye, second door on the left."

"Good, Give me an hour."