Immersive Ink

Tonneau · Fri Jan 03, 2014 1:41 am

"I'm so hungry I could eat a giant," groans completely visible Highbough. He joins the weary trek to explore the ruins in search of food. " Yes, well, the Gingi people of the north have a superb recipe for giant as it happens. They serve it in a delightful berry sauce with a hint..of...

Tonneau · Wed Dec 18, 2013 2:29 am

Gustave is rudely wakened by the vociferous demands of his stomach, sadly unsated by a single pig and in desperate need of a vintage wine. He packs his silken bedding in unusual silence, and readies himself for another stoic march.

Tonneau · Fri Dec 13, 2013 12:50 am

Gustave collapses to the ground with the metallic clunk of mail then rummages deep within his pack to extract a few dusty pastry crumbs; these he nibbles at haltingly, ecstatic murmurings dribbling from his lips.

Tonneau · Thu Dec 12, 2013 2:13 am

" Hind leg of nothing, eh ?" mutters Gustave to himself as he stows his silken (and now rather soiled) bedding, " mmm...perhaps with a orange glaze? . " Ah for the days of master chef Wibert ..." he muses as he shoulders his pack, " ...now that hobbit could make a soup ...

Tonneau · Wed Dec 11, 2013 11:07 pm

"eghhh...whats for breakfast?" croaks Gustave, finally rousing himself but remaining prone to rub sleep from his eyes.

Tonneau · Mon Dec 09, 2013 10:47 pm

Gustave, armour glimmering in the late morning light and perfectly offsetting the gentle glow in his flowing locks, sleeps on. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Tonneau · Wed Dec 04, 2013 1:38 am

Gustave carries Desmond/Mondes whenever the terrain is impassable for blinded hobbits, otherwise allowing him to walk.

Tonneau · Mon Dec 02, 2013 10:36 pm

" Naught has change my wee comrade " whispers Gustave in reply to the query from his additional heads, " The abbey remains fair to the eye, but corrupt within ". " Our wise dwarf would have walls around him ", he continues, addressing the group as a whole in the twiligh...

Tonneau · Wed Nov 27, 2013 10:42 pm

Gustave strides out into the evening light (armour gleaming a deep turquoise, reflected in his streaming locks), making sure to duck his three heads below the jam of the gate en route. " Ha ha! smell the fresh air my blinded bicepahilc buddies! ", he announces, " It is good to be out...

Tonneau · Tue Nov 26, 2013 2:24 am

ehiker133 wrote:"Watch the heads," Desmond mutters as The Gustave only slightly ducks through the first doorway...

"Yes, well...now there are three to contend with" observes Gustave helpfully.

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