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 Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 9:50 pm
It was a nice, sunny afternoon.
It was a nice, sunny afternoon, and a Breton was walking (ever-so-fabulously) down the street. Bretons, being Bretons, walked fabulously a lot, you see, but this was a particularly significant event (in the Breton's mind, anyway). For, you see, Tingle the Fabulous was no ordinary Breton - no! He was an Altmer, or perhaps a Bosmer, but anyway, he was sure he was some sort of Mer. Today proved it - today the glorious Kooloo-Limpah had provided him with an answer. Loamhill had no idea what was in store for it.
Because he, Tingle the Fabulous, was Most Definitely a Mer, and he was out to prove it!
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 10:33 pm
It was sunny. Maybe too sunny. It probably should have been a little more cloudy considering a certain orc's current mood. He had just gotten some smack from a merchant he was trying to barter with. All he wanted was some cheaper goods, but the guy just wouldn't budge!
Oh well.
In any case, Ganon was not the perkiest person around, and the way he stomped about didn't hide the fact. Several people were straying out of his way because of it too.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 4:15 pm
Several people did not include Tingle, who was not fazed at all. He was a Mer in Breton guise and he knew it and you couldn't say anything to persuade him otherwise. Today was a happy day.
"Hello!" he called, grinning widely at the rather grumpy orc. "Isn't today just faabulous?" He waved an arm in the air. "What fortunate things have befallen you today, pray tell?"
Tingle clearly had no idea when to back off.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 8:23 am
Ganon soon paused in this tracks as a Breton in green waved and addressed him. Glancing up at the man, he found himself staring at the other for quite some time.
What... is he wearing? he thought to himself before managing to shake off his surprise. Though the confusion never really left as he now wasn't certain if the guy was really a Breton. Was he a Mer? Well it didn't matter a whole lot in any case... he was being far too cheerful.
"Yes. Fabulously aweful. And it's none of your business," he replied with a scowl.
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