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{{TErow| 1 | Intro 1|The natives were so happy at Sir | {{TErow| 1 | Intro 1|The natives were so happy at Sir Christian's success that they completely forgot about the agreement to help him in return. The days and nights of celebration turned into weeks of endless parties. When Sir Christian reminded them of their end of the bargain they laughed and suggested that he kiss the south end of a northbound donkey. Leaving the celebrating natives behind, Sir Christian traveled to a tavern to drink his homesickness into oblivion. As he sat at the bar staring at the dregs of his New World Lager Lite, he suddenly felt a knife at his throat. "Turn around, slowly." He turned and looked into the face of the defeated leader of the northern towns. Sir Christian thought as quickly as he could in his inebriated state. "Can we talk?" he asked. The leader and his troops sat with Sir Christian as he explained the situation. They were suspicious, but they all agreed that Sir Christian was too dangerous to have on the island. After a long and heated discussion and a lot of drinking a bargain was struck. If Sir Christian agreed to accept a mission to kill off those pesky natives down south, they would gladly help him in getting back home. To protect himself from another possible betrayal, Sir Christian staggered to his feet and demanded a treaty signed in blood by the leaders and himself.}} | ||
{{TErow| 4 | Day 4|As you are traveling to your new quarters you sort out your thoughts and strategies as to how, exactly, you will complete your new quest. This trip is also giving your body a chance to heal from all the bumps and bruises you've acquired from previous battles and bar brawls (not to mention the headache that you will get from drinking that entire bottle of Redwood Pale Ale). You dig into your backpack and take out the bottle. The label reads:<p>REDWOOD PALE ALE<p>While riding you suddenly hop off of your horse, run into the bushes and spill your oats (and barley and hops.) Your whole life passes before your eyes and you swear on your grandfather's grave that you'll never do this again.<p>"Quantity is our middle name."<p>"No wonder it was on sale." you think to yourself.</p>}} | {{TErow| 4 | Day 4|As you are traveling to your new quarters you sort out your thoughts and strategies as to how, exactly, you will complete your new quest. This trip is also giving your body a chance to heal from all the bumps and bruises you've acquired from previous battles and bar brawls (not to mention the headache that you will get from drinking that entire bottle of Redwood Pale Ale). You dig into your backpack and take out the bottle. The label reads:<p>REDWOOD PALE ALE<p>While riding you suddenly hop off of your horse, run into the bushes and spill your oats (and barley and hops.) Your whole life passes before your eyes and you swear on your grandfather's grave that you'll never do this again.<p>"Quantity is our middle name."<p>"No wonder it was on sale." you think to yourself.</p>}} | ||
{{TErow| 15 | Day 15 send out spies|Your advisor suggests that you send out spies to gather information from behind the enemy lines. You agree and order four of your troops to go and get all the information they could about the enemy and return in five days.}} | {{TErow| 15 | Day 15 send out spies|Your advisor suggests that you send out spies to gather information from behind the enemy lines. You agree and order four of your troops to go and get all the information they could about the enemy and return in five days.}} | ||
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| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | As you approach the town entrance, you overhear two maidens gossiping. "Have you ever seen Sir | | style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | As you approach the town entrance, you overhear two maidens gossiping. "Have you ever seen Sir Christian? He's so dreamy!" One of them asks, giddily. Are you crazy? He washes his body. That's no unnatural. Not like the real men around here." the other maiden replies. "He is a crude beast. A beast that slouches in the shape of a man. He is remarkably unattractive. You like him?" Yes, you're right," the first maiden says while laughing. Both of them giggle and walk off. You gather your broken ego and carry it away.<p><center>'''Contents:''' [[File:Morale small.gif]] -3 [[Morale]]</center></p> | ||
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