Furnock - Revision history

Cordir:
Member: TFC Explorers Society

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<BR>Member: TFC Explorers Society

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Cordir at 19:26, 8 March 2012

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	[[File:Furnock2.jpg]]		[[File:Furnock2.jpg]]
	== Mud Contributions: ==		== Mud Contributions: ==

Cordir: Category:PPI

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Category:PPI

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Cordir: /* Trivia: */ PPI

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Trivia:: PPI

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	* Furnock was a member of IPS.		* Furnock was a member of IPS.
	* Furnock had the habit of removing all of his clothes and 'streaking' through the temple area, graphically shaking his man-junk in general and specifically at people, just to see if he could horrify Cordir. (It worked, and was one of the reasons she rejected him from Fate.)		* Furnock had the habit of removing all of his clothes and 'streaking' through the temple area, graphically shaking his man-junk in general and specifically at people, just to see if he could horrify Cordir. (It worked, and was one of the reasons she rejected him from Fate.)
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			== Player Provided Information: ==
			{{note\|[[Cordir]]\|11/22/2011\|Furnock provided the slogan for his calling card, "Mage with an Attitude" - and that really epitomized him. He was fearless and bound and determined to entertain. His sense of humor and mine didn't mesh very well, and that caused us some difficulty - but he was a good player and loyal to his friends.}} <BR>

	== Personal Timeline: ==		== Personal Timeline: ==

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	== Current Description: ==		== Current Description: ==

	~~Elf [ Th:16 Wa:16 Ma:20 ] Furnock Sweetleaf, Mischievous Mage of Balance~~
	~~Elf [ Wa:20 Th:20 Ma:20 ] Furnock. 08/16/2000~~
	~~Elf [ Wa:20 Th:20 Ma:20 ] Furnock Sweetleaf, Fated to be Mischievious 08/11/2002~~
	~~Elf [ Ma:22 Th:20 Wa:24 ] Furnock Fated Mischievious Streaker IPS 05/23/2003~~
	~~Elf [ Ma:24 Th:24 Wa:24 ] Furnock Bringin' SexyBack! 09/21/2006~~

	Peeking from behind a tree you think you glimpse a flash of long dark		Peeking from behind a tree you think you glimpse a flash of long dark
	auburn hair, brown eyes and a mischievous grin. As a tall lanky leather		auburn hair, brown eyes and a mischievous grin. As a tall lanky leather
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	<wielded> (Magical) (Humming) a large imp's halberd		<wielded> (Magical) (Humming) a large imp's halberd
	<worn with pride> a medal inscribed "TFC Explorer's Society"		<worn with pride> a medal inscribed "TFC Explorer's Society"

			== WHO Lists: ==
			Elf [ Th:16 Wa:16 Ma:20 ] Furnock Sweetleaf, Mischievous Mage of Balance
			Elf [ Wa:20 Th:20 Ma:20 ] Furnock. 08/16/2000
			Elf [ Wa:20 Th:20 Ma:20 ] Furnock Sweetleaf, Fated to be Mischievious 08/11/2002
			Elf [ Ma:22 Th:20 Wa:24 ] Furnock Fated Mischievious Streaker IPS 05/23/2003
			Elf [ Ma:24 Th:24 Wa:24 ] Furnock Bringin' SexyBack! 09/21/2006

	== Character History: ==		== Character History: ==

Cordir: Category:IPS

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Category:IPS

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	[[File:Furnock2.jpg]]		[[File:Furnock2.jpg]]
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Tynian at 02:55, 3 April 2011

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	\|race = {{Race\|Elf}}		\|race = {{Race\|Elf}}

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	By some great humor of the Gods, several inhabitants of this world are unable to die a permanent death. Only to repeat the same mistakes over and over until their turn on the wheel is over and they either slip quietly into oblivion or arise to greatness and join the other immortals of the realm. To the powers that be I’ve said “Hi Oblivion How’s the Wife and Kids?! During my travels I found that I too was on of the, ahem, lucky ones. I’ve even written a book about it. ‘101 Safe Places to Leave Your Corpse’ by Og publishing. It details some of the most impossible places to get to and die a quick death leaving your worldly possessions safe and sound from the outside world. <BR><BR>		By some great humor of the Gods, several inhabitants of this world are unable to die a permanent death. Only to repeat the same mistakes over and over until their turn on the wheel is over and they either slip quietly into oblivion or arise to greatness and join the other immortals of the realm. To the powers that be I’ve said “Hi Oblivion How’s the Wife and Kids?! During my travels I found that I too was on of the, ahem, lucky ones. I’ve even written a book about it. ‘101 Safe Places to Leave Your Corpse’ by Og publishing. It details some of the most impossible places to get to and die a quick death leaving your worldly possessions safe and sound from the outside world. <BR><BR>
	At about my 200th birthday I started hearing voices and having the strangest urges. No, listener not those urges. I do not write about those but for a few gold and a bottle of spirits I just may kiss and tell. I just could not leave anything alone. No stone unturned and no opportunity wasted to bring a little confusion and mayhem into someone’s life. The wanderlust I had always dealt with. Let’s go find a giant black scorpion. I wonder how long I can stand here before the demons notice me. Is that mummy really dead and DAMN that’s one huge cobra. Gods how many teeth does that shark have? I would count the marks later as I dragged my wet and bloated corpse from the shores of Altibia. <BR><BR>		At about my 200th birthday I started hearing voices and having the strangest urges. No, listener not those urges. I do not write about those but for a few gold and a bottle of spirits I just may kiss and tell. I just could not leave anything alone. No stone unturned and no opportunity wasted to bring a little confusion and mayhem into someone’s life. The wanderlust I had always dealt with. Let’s go find a giant black scorpion. I wonder how long I can stand here before the demons notice me. Is that mummy really dead and DAMN that’s one huge cobra. Gods how many teeth does that shark have? I would count the marks later as I dragged my wet and bloated corpse from the shores of Altibia. <BR><BR>
	The voices on the other hand I was not dealing with. Ideas, notions, and memories I had never encountered by yet held them as my own. <BR><~~BR>~~		The voices on the other hand I was not dealing with. Ideas, notions, and memories I had never encountered by yet held them as my own: <BR><
	I stole his purse while he was paying for his bread~~<BR>~~<BR>		I stole his purse while he was paying for his bread<BR>
	I put sap in his armor when he was sleeping.~~<BR>~~<BR>		I put sap in his armor when he was sleeping.<BR>
	Midgaard is OURS!~~<BR>~~<BR>		Midgaard is OURS!<BR>
	Goddess give me the strength to cause more MISCHIEF!<BR><BR>		Goddess give me the strength to cause more MISCHIEF!<BR><BR>
	Eventually I found the path to new and improved insanity through joining an army after all. I had joined the Army of Mischief. Being a profound bleeder, I needed something to compensate. Reputation. It’s all reputation. If I could somehow set out to spread the word of all my greatest deed and injustices with as much embellishment as possible I just might reduce my chances of finding someone’s dagger in my back. It worked and then it didn’t but oh how I laughed every time I found that dagger in my back because of mere words. I had worked someone up to the point of murder because of something they had heard. And the final joke was on them because I cannot truly die. Their wrath never fulfilled. I spent 4 centuries as a dedicated servant of Syla the goddess of Mischief. I rose in rank and power. Finding new skills as a rogue and renewing my training in the ways of the warrior. I served on my mistress’s high council and provided guidance and tales of adventure to her ranks. I would have stayed millennia but it was not to be. Syla was to complete her final turn on the wheel. Mixed joy for her to finally achieve rest, horror for me as my mind was left empty and alone. Sometimes I’ll sit in the barren temple and I can still hear the voices. <BR><BR>		Eventually I found the path to new and improved insanity through joining an army after all. I had joined the Army of Mischief. Being a profound bleeder, I needed something to compensate. Reputation. It’s all reputation. If I could somehow set out to spread the word of all my greatest deed and injustices with as much embellishment as possible I just might reduce my chances of finding someone’s dagger in my back. It worked and then it didn’t but oh how I laughed every time I found that dagger in my back because of mere words. I had worked someone up to the point of murder because of something they had heard. And the final joke was on them because I cannot truly die. Their wrath never fulfilled. I spent 4 centuries as a dedicated servant of Syla the goddess of Mischief. I rose in rank and power. Finding new skills as a rogue and renewing my training in the ways of the warrior. I served on my mistress’s high council and provided guidance and tales of adventure to her ranks. I would have stayed millennia but it was not to be. Syla was to complete her final turn on the wheel. Mixed joy for her to finally achieve rest, horror for me as my mind was left empty and alone. Sometimes I’ll sit in the barren temple and I can still hear the voices. <BR><BR>

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	you hear a deep voice ustter the word "teleport" followed with a chuckle.		you hear a deep voice ustter the word "teleport" followed with a chuckle.
	Perhaps you should look around and make sure you have not been treated		Perhaps you should look around and make sure you have not been treated
	to a one-way ticket to Demon Realm coutesy of Air Furnock.		to a one-way ticket to Demon Realm coutesy of Air Furnock.<BR>
	Furnock won't win any beauty contests.		Furnock won't win any beauty contests.<BR>
	Furnock is in perfect health.		Furnock is in perfect health.<BR>
	Furnock is using:		Furnock is using:<BR>
	<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner		<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner
	<worn on finger> (Magical) the polished sapphire ring		<worn on finger> (Magical) the polished sapphire ring