Daylight..., finally daylight.  Eyes narrowed to slits....
Fifty feets or more..immaterial.. even at that distance the light hurts his eyes.
Gimbly tries to conceal the eyes with his hands. Crusted blood around his hand wrists.
Signs of Vesperian hospitality. Gimbly sets up an evil grin and stumbles along..
One feet after another ..slowly progressing towards the exit.
Feets, arms, back everything hurts.  He grimaces in pain.
But the physical pain could be endured,... to get caught like a rookie guardman
hurts way more than any torture those scum could have come up with.
He scolded himself a fool. What jumped to his mind to go on a mission like this alone.
Overestimation of his own capabilities, pride, or pure stupidity ? Non-relevant ..
Gimbly pondered.. after the last Grenadier meeting he came up with a vage plan.
Well actually it wasnt a plan at all but only an idea.
He was driven by the thought to take revenge for the assassination attempt on the
Barons life by the personal wench of Escaflowne, the self-proclaimed monarch of Vesper
and cross-breeding of goat and a very ugly racoon.
Gimbly thought he could somehow capture her and drag her to the barracks as a gift for the Baron and the talented hands of the Balliff of Cove.
But the delightul trip to Vesper ended rather quick, shameful and inside a six by six feet
hole with aplenty pesky little creatures. Caged in that pit to slowly rot there
while the war raged between the Baronship and Vesper. 
The War… Gimbly winced .. What’s the state of the war ..
Does the barony still stand strong against the Vesperian aggressors ?
Did his fellow Grenadiers do what he unfortunately neglected,
to protect em Baron, while he played seek and hide with a rat horde in a stinking cell ?
And the most important question of all , why in the Avatars name did knock him out,
drag him into that cave and set him free after days or weeks in the Vesperian dungeon ?
He hurried himself along into the bright warm sunlight. 
Studying the surrounding Gimbly tried to orient himself what surprisingly wasn’t that
hard at all. He knew the forest the cave ended up into.
Behind him lie the Covetous mountains and in front the Cove/Vesperian borderland.
He shivers as he thinks about writing a report about his misadventure and
with a certain unpleasant feeling he heads back home .…..

*looks at the report*
Nay bad of a report but we have squads in our fine army as ye might noticed.
Green be that sneaky light company, then the book throwers of the arcanist squad and
ye may have noticed em bronze and golden shiny thingens that be nay a bronze golem but em Grenadiers.
*signed*
Gimbly, Regular Grenadier

*pins a note onto the wall*

My Lord quess we be needin' a actual list of em active, reactivated, resurrected or even of em still brain dead Grenadiers
so ye can have a appropriate appearance fer offical matters again.

*signed your humble shiny baldness *
Gimbly

Octiovus!
ye filthy bagger, i'd rather drop dead than ...oh wait...
... what a great and splendid idea ye got there my liege ...*hurls a grenade towards Octiovus*
So anyone wandering around those empty lands of former joy and happiness these days ?
Was hoping to see someone of the ol' days in SOTA ( besides some fellas of GRD )

greetz an' long live the great empire of Cove
Gimbly, Grenadier of great and baldness

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrr ,
Hello again ye 'ol rats landlubbers !! No fear Gimbly is 'ere. Well nevermind err just wanted to know if anyone is in the dev/alpha forums of SOTA.
For i'm there.
Greetings from outta space
Baldy-Man

*jumps into the scene and does some silly jig*
Yoho congrats !! Best wishes to you and yer lass matey. *cheers*
*crawls back into his dark little cave continues his hibernation*

Yohooo welcome aboard... take a look around ... have a good time ...
and for gods sake .. shave yer heads !!!!
Teeeehhheeee !!  *baldy on the run*

After hearing of Vince's disappearance Gimblys face turned more and more wan and deadpan.
" Em Grenadiers Sergeants curse, ..a damn curse ..." he mumbled..
Heading towards the empty halls of the Grenadiers HQ his armors weight seem to increase with every step he took

[ooc] Gnaaaahhh !!  Arrrr ye damn foo ye'll be missed *sheds a tear* But nay worry my friend
we will find your body parts and fix em with necromancy and some body parts of Cher. [/ooc]

Oho i'm late i'm late ... *looks around angered* Nay want tha hear again em Grenadiers are slow ..
*scribbles*

~ Gimbly , Regular Grenadier ~

Mhh you lack the answer : I like the pinguin in the upper left corner ..

Besides that , lucky we all have chain and platemail when standing in front of Khae, eh ? *winks*
and well some recommentions for you Khae *runs of* : http://www.rathergood.com/gaybar/ uhm well tha last one isnt that bad too *coughs* *runs off again*
http://rathergood.com/peniston/

Did anything change lately  as we got more and more  threads like
<..The Largest Collection of Sexy Stocking Clad Women > and things ...
What about to change the prerequisites even for the ooc board to registered users only ? 

ye i'm abusing it alot why ?

No changes announced for sea traveling UOKR

MORE HOTBARrrrrrrrrrrsss !!!!!1111.....

Dont forget most of us are settled next to the town of Cove and towards Altmere
so nay waste your ability to plot somewhere else . The Covain territory is OURS !