That should keep you busy for the next three or four years... </div></BLOCKQUOTE>Originally posted by Angelspit:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">A 2vs2 would probably be right up their alley. :O)
or at least until H5 comes out![]()
New Hero:
Josep Naled, Barbarian
Skill: Unusually Strong (+X Attack Skill), Equipped with Long Bastard Sword. Goes "berserker" (as per the spell) in midst of a battle if about to lose.
Background: Son of a farmer in the greater northern reach of (whatever-new-world-it-is), Joe has worked hard all his life on his father's farm cultivating potatoes. Ususually strong, his father taught him how to do the 'Dance of the Sword" like any good son of the "whatever-barbarian-tribe-there-is". Obviously, there is nothing poetic about Joe's "Dance" but give him enough swinging room and he can surely compensate for his lack of grace...
Always hungry, Joe would often scream for mashed potatoes around himself when updet, remembering foundly the large servings of mashed potatoes that her mother served him... One still wonders if she meant it in a motherly feeding fashion, or just to keep him quiet.
Hmmmm...intriguing Kingo. But the name...Josep Naled? It's okay I guess, but I'd like it plain and simple. Joe, just_joe. :O)Originally posted by Real_King_Louis:
New Hero:
Josep Naled, Barbarian
Skill: Unusually Strong (+X Attack Skill), Equipped with Long Bastard Sword. Goes "berserker" (as per the spell) in midst of a battle if about to lose.
Background: Son of a farmer in the greater northern reach of (whatever-new-world-it-is), Joe has worked hard all his life on his father's farm cultivating potatoes. Ususually strong, his father taught him how to do the 'Dance of the Sword" like any good son of the "whatever-barbarian-tribe-there-is". Obviously, there is nothing poetic about Joe's "Dance" but give him enough swinging room and he can surely compensate for his lack of grace...
Always hungry, Joe would often scream for mashed potatoes around himself when updet, remembering foundly the large servings of mashed potatoes that her mother served him... One still wonders if she meant it in a motherly feeding fashion, or just to keep him quiet.