The Harem Tent
- Gwalchmai
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Weekends were made for havin' fun, and where else could you have more fun than in the Harem's Tent? Actually, lurking from home is considerably more difficult due to slower internet connection and home life getting in the way.
Dragon Wench: Sushi is served. I took the liberty of also including oysters on the half-shell with lime juice and a dash of Red Devil. My own specialty, ceviche, is also available upon request.
Ladies, I think you will find the pillows and silk sheets to your liking on this steamy night. Should you need anything, anything at all, I'll be sleeping in my usual place at the foot of the bed. Pleasant dreams, Fair Ones.
Dragon Wench: Sushi is served. I took the liberty of also including oysters on the half-shell with lime juice and a dash of Red Devil. My own specialty, ceviche, is also available upon request.
Ladies, I think you will find the pillows and silk sheets to your liking on this steamy night. Should you need anything, anything at all, I'll be sleeping in my usual place at the foot of the bed. Pleasant dreams, Fair Ones.
That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
After Darkpoet hears about that he could be sold to Omar the Slayer. He had made up his mind, run like hell. Darkpoet has seen the terrors, that Omar has done. He waits for all to go to sleep. Quietly packs his things, gives each one of the Mistresses a kiss goodbye. He then writes and leaves a letter on the table, for all to read.
Dear Mistresses,
It pains me to write this letter to you. I'm going to miss your beautiful faces in the morning, when you wake up for your morning coffee. You all have been so kind to me, I'll never forget you all. Please forgive me for leaving, but when I overheard that I might be sold to Omar. I knew that my time here was finished. Each one of you, are wonderful in your own way. With your beauty and intellegence, what more could a slave ask for. I write this now, with a saddened heart, for I do not want to leave. But, I must.
Your Servant
DP
Dear Mistresses,
It pains me to write this letter to you. I'm going to miss your beautiful faces in the morning, when you wake up for your morning coffee. You all have been so kind to me, I'll never forget you all. Please forgive me for leaving, but when I overheard that I might be sold to Omar. I knew that my time here was finished. Each one of you, are wonderful in your own way. With your beauty and intellegence, what more could a slave ask for. I write this now, with a saddened heart, for I do not want to leave. But, I must.
Your Servant
DP
This is an oxymoron BrinkOriginally posted by Brink:
<STRONG>Most of the members only post when they're working</STRONG>
"Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his pants for his friends."
Enchantress is my Goddess.
Few survive in the Heart of Fury...
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Enchantress is my Goddess.
Few survive in the Heart of Fury...
Gamebanshee: [url="http://www.gamebanshee.com/"]Make your gaming scream![/url]
- dragon wench
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Aw...DP don't go, she probably didn't mean it. Besides, now Gwalchmai has returned to help you with your duties.
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- dragon wench
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Ok Kiddo,
you have been smited by cone of cold, two very nasty mountain bears that Anomen just summoned, and a ravening horde of elementals.
Once you've crawled away and licked your wounds, be warned that any further attempts to breach the sanctity of the harem tent will be greeted by the finger of death, dissintegration, and a Razer that will do anything to serve it's wielders.
And just to negate any possible chance of ressurection, your remains will be drowned in a large vat of whipping cream.
[ 05-20-2001: Message edited by: dragon wench ]
you have been smited by cone of cold, two very nasty mountain bears that Anomen just summoned, and a ravening horde of elementals.
Once you've crawled away and licked your wounds, be warned that any further attempts to breach the sanctity of the harem tent will be greeted by the finger of death, dissintegration, and a Razer that will do anything to serve it's wielders.
And just to negate any possible chance of ressurection, your remains will be drowned in a large vat of whipping cream.
[ 05-20-2001: Message edited by: dragon wench ]
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Darkpoet realizes he could not have a better job. He stops in a tavern to get a mug of mead. He sees Anomen, bragging and totally drunk. He goes over and pays the tab.
"Good ole Darkpoet, hey everyone this is my buddy Darkpoet."
Anomen then passes out, people don't even bother to look. Darkpoet decides to teach him a leason. He takes of the ring and puts it on is own finger. Then puts on a pair of gloves. DP then throws Anomen, over his shoulder and heads back to the Harem.
"Good ole Darkpoet, hey everyone this is my buddy Darkpoet."
Anomen then passes out, people don't even bother to look. Darkpoet decides to teach him a leason. He takes of the ring and puts it on is own finger. Then puts on a pair of gloves. DP then throws Anomen, over his shoulder and heads back to the Harem.
Darkpoet walks in the door, his mouth opens in surprise.
"If you were going out, to get Anomen. Don't bother, I have him. What's all the armor for? I think your, little boy here lost his ring too. He's going to have one hell of a headache, in the morning. I'll get back to work in a minute."
Darkpoet takes Anomen to his room and throws him in the corner.
Oops. 
"If you were going out, to get Anomen. Don't bother, I have him. What's all the armor for? I think your, little boy here lost his ring too. He's going to have one hell of a headache, in the morning. I'll get back to work in a minute."
Darkpoet takes Anomen to his room and throws him in the corner.
I would never consider using the weaponry against our slave! It was intended for use against monsters of the wild and anyone who might prevent our rescue attempt.
DP...ah, DP...remove the ring...
You know, I'm beginning to wonder...could folks be making up things about our Anomen? Could Darkpoet have drugged him in order to pilfer the Ring and get into our...ahem...graces??...Could Waverly have invented the tavern wench episode out of...jealousy?...
[ 05-20-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]
DP...ah, DP...remove the ring...
You know, I'm beginning to wonder...could folks be making up things about our Anomen? Could Darkpoet have drugged him in order to pilfer the Ring and get into our...ahem...graces??...Could Waverly have invented the tavern wench episode out of...jealousy?...
[ 05-20-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]
Loner72: You know...it has been only other men with they're wild Anomen drunk/cheating stories... you could be onto something
Jealous is what I think.
What other man on GB has a harem?
(Lol..I'd have no problems using a weapon against Darkpoet, though it would depend entirely on what he's done)
Darkpoet: Let me just get someone to case a 'remove curse' on you..wouldn't want you stuck with that ring
(Lol..I'd have no problems using a weapon against Darkpoet, though it would depend entirely on what he's done)
Darkpoet: Let me just get someone to case a 'remove curse' on you..wouldn't want you stuck with that ring