Title: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Raiden Morana on April 02, 2007, 11:04:47 am (http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/7449/grenpostxy0.jpg) Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Conan Darkmoon on April 02, 2007, 03:35:52 pm "As Conan passes by the poster, he casually glances up at it with a smile. A solitary tear rolls down Conans cheek"
Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Snudrud on April 08, 2007, 09:05:47 pm Snudrud is at the little goblins room, but grave disaster has struck! no toiletpaper! As he looks around wildly, he sees a flying poster, and he thanks the greandiers to leave out extra toilet paper. *Sniffs*
Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Conan Darkmoon on April 10, 2007, 06:20:23 pm Snudrud is at the little goblins room, but grave disaster has struck! no toiletpaper! As he looks around wildly, he sees a flying poster, and he thanks the greandiers to leave out extra toilet paper. *Sniffs* {OOC NOTE} In the medieval ages, people generally just used they're hands... :P Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Kurt Alimar/Markus on April 10, 2007, 08:51:23 pm {OOC NOTE} "Their"
Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Conan Darkmoon on April 12, 2007, 08:58:14 pm {OOC NOTE} "Their" For that mistake, I kicked my own ass. ;DTitle: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Raiden Morana on April 17, 2007, 11:10:41 am Raiden sat in the Grenadier HQ. His mind wandered to the Grenadier's glorious victory on their brotherhood hunt the night before.
Hmmm... A lot of fresh recruits around the place. I wonder if any have what it takes to join the Baron's Own Grenadiers? He promptly sets about re-pinning the Grenadier recruitment poster around Cove. Title: Re: *Pinned all around Cove, posters flutter in the wind* Post by: Gregor Eason on April 17, 2007, 11:41:50 pm The sixty three year old veteran, known as Gregor Eason, puffed out his chest and attempted to appear just as strong and handsome as a dazzling Junior Guardsman.
"Take meeeee!" He shamelessly yelped at the Grenadier Recruiter; only to be dragged away by Baronship officials. |