Banter and crazy happenings in combat are what I love about it.
Yeah, those be the perks. battle couple and lots more gossip hehe. I have to finish my sera-romance still, so.. yeah lol
Banter and crazy happenings in combat are what I love about it.
Yeah, those be the perks. battle couple and lots more gossip hehe. I have to finish my sera-romance still, so.. yeah lol
We think alike.

Guest_Roly Voly_*
Link to first PirateQuisition Competition: Enemy Ship Boarding
PirateQuisition Competition - Rum
Roly: Well alrighty then, we're all back at Cabot's Bar & Grill for the Rum competition! Elven Glory is playing some kickin' pirate themed music for us, and several carta members whom Cabot hired are guarding the rum supply which just arrived. Apparently they stole it from some boat... quite fitting for the PirateQuisition. Arg.
Cabot: Right, you asschabs, this is as basic as it gets. When I say "GO" you all start taking one shot of rum a minute. Last ten still conscious win points. The rest of you get a kick in the head for..
Roly: Whoa, whoa, Cabot, nobody is kicking anybody in the head! The rest get no points, that's all. Andraste's t*ts, this competition is really bringing out the bloodlust in everyone.
Cabot: *Pfft* I didn't say I was going to murder-knife them. One last thing. You all have buckets sitting in front of you. Puke anywhere but the bucket and I -will- kick you in the head regardless of what the beach ball says.
Cabot: GO!
Sutherland: Alright, Adventuring Company of the Inquisition, that's our cue! Be ready with the rum and refill as they take their shots!
*The contest begins slowly and rather sedately as everyone downs shot after shot for the first five minutes without incident*
Leliana: Ooh! No, not her shoes! Charter, quick, go take Dazzle out and get her cleaned up. Poor dear.
Cabot: Dammit, I said use the buckets!
Leliana: Don't you dare touch her. *stares Cabot down calmly, but Cabot sees the crazy behind her eyes...*
Roly: Ack! Delilah, baby, no... Well, she never said she was a heavyweight drinker...
Sera: Oif! Someone get this drunken poodle off me before I shoot his bits off!
Madame Dame: Why is everyone passing out?
Iron Bull: There goes Roy. That's the last. I knew the Qunari would win!
Roly: Well, if anything, this proves the old adage: Never get involved in land wars in Asia or drinking contests with Russians! Here's the points breakdown.
Madame Dame - 100
Iron Roy - 90
Rivaini - 80
Le Poodle - 70
Lady Paragon - 60
Bunny - 50
JeffZero - 40
Badonkadonk - 30
Rel Fexive - 20
Al Foley - 10
Roly: And now a word from our sponsor. Next competion, mast climbing, will be held out in the courtyard.
*Cullen steps forward to make a plea for Inquisition army recruitment*
*Madame Dame keeps drinking like a champ*
Link to next PirateQuisition Competition: Mast Climbing
Wooooooooh ..... in your face 60 points!!!

Fourth. That's more like it. *vomits a little on Sera*
At leasht I'm not lasht....
Mast climbing ..... way hay!!
Ahahahaha so much for puke buckets.
awwww yeaaah
*Slowly tries to stand on her feet, soon to find herself on the floor again*

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Roly: And now a word from our sponsor. Next competion, mast climbing, will be held out in the courtyard.
*Cullen steps forward to make a plea for Inquisition army recruitment*
*Madame Dame keeps drinking like a champ*
Link to next PirateQuisition Competition: Mast Climbing (waiting for post... don't be hasty)

*drains her last drink, steps out of the bar, carefully avoiding sub products of the Rum Competition on the floor*
I would like to say, for Mast Climbing, I am an excellent climber.
*drains her last drink, steps out of the bar, carefully avoiding sub products of the Rum Competition on the floor*
Where are you off to? I hope you aren't heading for my rum filled ship. It's mine! All mine! ... And yours... if you want it. I don't really care. I have to go raiding with Isabela some time. Join her armada and everything.
Guest_Roly Voly_*
Uh... slight real life quasi-emergency here, folks. Give me until half past the next hour (roughly an hour from now) for the next competition as I need to go squeegee some minor flooding into my sump pump hole.
I really should have written all of these in advance... ![]()
Mast climbing, eh?
I'd say that's an easy win for the lusty Paragon, if you painted it in Orlesian colors. She's got the advantage of routine experience handling Orlesian flagpoles.
Honit soit qui mal y pense, hein?
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Where are you off to? I hope you aren't heading for my rum filled ship. It's mine! All mine! ... And yours... if you want it. I don't really care. I have to go raiding with Isabela some time. Join her armada and everything.

As for Isabela and her armada... Well, I heard her ships are used to occasional climbers (skillful or not), so good luck.
Uh... slight real life quasi-emergency here, folks. Give me until half past the next hour (roughly an hour from now) for the next competition as I need to go squeegee some minor flooding into my sump pump hole.
I really should have written all of these in advance...
You can't prepare everything.
Good luck, return soon.
I'm not going anywhere yet.I just stepped out of the bar, so that I won't choke on the smell of competitor's efforts in the Rum Drinking.
As for Isabela and her armada... Well, I heard her ships are used to occasional climbers (skillful or not), so good luck.
Would you like me to ask Isabela to extend you an invite? We could go raiding together?
What'd you say? You in?
Mast climbing, eh?
I'd say that's an easy win for the lusty Paragon, if you painted it in Orlesian colors. She's got the advantage of routine experience handling Orlesian flagpoles.
Honit soit qui mal y pense, hein?
Looking out for rum...

(how did she climb in that dress anyway?)
Would you like me to ask Isabela to extend you an invite? We could go raiding together?
What'd you say? You in?

Thank you for inviting me, though.
*Looks around from Cabot after surreptitiously placing a bet on herself.*
Hey, Dieb! I resen....... Ahahahah ..... *dissolves into laughter, wipes away tears of mirth* .... yeah, I can't even finish that sentence! Excuse me, gotta warm up.
*looks at Lusty*
Some warm up exercises certainly won't hurt.

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ETA: I need my likes back...