"Dinae Rhivelnu. I wassss... uh... jussst passssing by, when I desssided to come in here for the night. When I woke up in the morning, I got tagged," He lied. An outsider is much more believable than a citizen whose emblem got stolen. "Uh, am I gonna get my bladessss or bow back anytime ssssoon?"

After swallowing a bite from his steak, Micheal turned to the Baron. "I'm-ZULE, DESTROY OF THE COSMOS! YOU AND YOUR PUNY EXISTANCE ARE NOUG-Micheal. Pleased to meet you."

After a while, some guards opened up the cell, and the other prisoners cowered back in fear. They went over to the sleeping elf. *ZAP*! THat jolt woke Scott up in a instant. "Move it." the guards said. After rubbing the taser burn on his arm, he slowly walked out of the cell. "This is the end, huh?" he told himself. "Bummer...."
After walking down the halls , he came into a huge roon, where several important people were and a bunch of other inmates chowing down. "Weren't these guys the same as before?" he asked himself again. A guard hit him on the back of the head. He fell down and smashed his face in the ground. He got back up, but only kneeled. The elf wiped the blood away from his face. "Get on the bench and eat..." the guard instructed. Scott got up and got on the bench. Food! He munched a piece of bread down and looked around. The others pigged out fiercly.

Quick note: I didn't cower in fear, and I'm pretty damn sure that nobody else did. The lesson being, Never control other people's characters

Replacing a rather large ham that he had torn into with his fists, Devin stifled an urge to ridicule the man in the ridiculous robes, and had just proclaimed himself some sort of overweight deity. He though about the still barely smoking weapon in his hand, and spoke
I'm Devin Rogales, I'm something of a connoisseur of combat, Tournament champion 3 times, as well.

"Ah my head." Kenyu said grabbing his head. "It feels like I have a french men living in it." He grabbed his head. He realized he wasn't where he was last. "That must have been quite a move."

Bob had been silently eating, but decided he would introduce himself. "Bob, poor and failing treasure hunter with a severe case of greed and anger," he said after swallowing some of his food.

"Where am I?"

OOC: Video? You are on VERY thin ice.

IC: The baron waved a hand and said, "In the company of the most holy baron of Jerico."

He waited until the majority of them had slowed down their eating.

"Now, I have a small request that will abolish all sins you have created, reciever enough money to buy a small army, and earn yourself citizenship here....there is a man. He lives on the other side of the nagata (its a really really big river) I would love if one of you could deliver him a message."

The baron slammed a knife into the table, "By driving this blade into his heart."

There was an odd pause, and the baron leaned back, and the chair audibly groaned.

"The man is named Jaren. He's...a scientist of sorts. And, he happens to be the biggest threat to this wondrous city. While you are there, I would love for you to eradicate the leaders of the Gegoran nation. What say you?"

"I'd be willing to use my boat to navigate whoever wants to put that knife into the scientist dude's heart." Drina answered, and quite haughtily.