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After doing battle with the horrible beasts of green, the Knight of the Wind realizes a better weapon is required to slay them as fast as possible, and thus strives to acquire a sword, which shall be dubbed Atmospheric Pressure.

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welp whoopsi, I've been slacking on posting all the reviews I've given to the green room. Here are my recent ones:



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Knight Lady Shady from the second page would like to claim her helm, and dub it "Concussion".

Hannah wrote:

Spoiler! :

Should be caught up with everything. GPG did you have another post where you were keeping track of everything? I can't find it.

I thought I did but I couldn't find it... shall I just use the one on page 11?

The merchant, Grumpkin Goldcoffers of the Far-Lands has come to visit the castle bearing treasures of immeasurable wealth. Nobles, royalty, and knights alike have come to see the wonders, and at the right price, possess them.

While Sir Trident had little to spend on his steed, Timid, the Warrior Mule, his last venture fighting off the Spittle-gnomes proved to be quite profitable. Small golden coins spilled from the tiny creatures as they ran away.

"I see you eyeing that piece," Grumpkin Goldcoffers said, motioning toward a set of platemail.

"It is impressive," Sir Trident replied. "Though I am not convinced it has the same appeal as your other wondrous wares."

"I knew the armorer back in the Far-Lands. He assured me that no pike will pierce that armor. And," Goldcoffers said, "the wearer need not wash his body ever again."

"Sold," Sir Trident said, handing the merchant his gnome-gold.

And so Sir Trident had acquired the Platemail of Unwashed Bodies.

Ewww, Trident. hahaha.

I thought I did but I couldn't find it... shall I just use the one on page 11?

Yes, let's! 8D

After a few mediocre-ly fought battles, Knight Shino returned to town desiring a sword with some nifty title. Thus, he scoured the land in search of a blade befitting him. After stumbling upon a katana forged from steel, he cried man tears from his toe, and promptly purchased the blade from the inept merchant who had left it lying in Shino's path.

With a newly-acquired sword, the Knight of the Wind is able to slay the beasts of the Green Room faster than ever; however, the horrid beasts fight back, leaving the wounded knight no choice but to, in the interest of safety, temporarily dash away from the battle to grab a shield named The String of My Kite (which the knight may, when guidance is needed, stop holding), slaying five more beasts on the way.

Both sword and shield have been rewarded!

Knights, I call for a valiant push on review day. Let us restore the Green Room to the clarity it had once upon a February 4th-or-5th-I'm-not-quite-sure!

I would like to lay waste claim to a village on page two!

Squire Soul, reporting xD Working on those reviews!

And squire noni of page the eighth steps forth from the underbrush of the green room with a small roll of parchment in her hand. Revealing the 10 green room pieces written in green ink upon the page, she speaks.

"It has been a long and tiring month, but after many works and toil, I am hereby to be dubbed, Sir Knight Captain Noni!"

Squire Littlewing, reporting for duty!

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Squire Auxiira from page 3 would like to claim her knighthood and her sword, which she names Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Knight Auxiira was walking in the Dark Forest when she noticed that it had become ... darker and the shrubbery, thicker. She was in the Long Forgotten Outer Lands. Drawing Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, she advanced cautiously, not quite sure what to expect. Suddenly, a beautifully described creature leapt in front of her. Knight Auxiira was loathe to kill this radiant creature, but kill it she did, thanking the Gods for the animal's sacrifice and taking some bloodied shrubbery from the surrounding the area to commemorate the kill.
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The Knight Rydia verily did walk from place to place and slay many a beast but after one particularly nasty battle, a shoe in the bottom of her boot caused her much agony and upon finally returning to the town, the Knight Rydia laid down on her bed and did not rise again for three whole days!

"I must have a horse!" the knight declared when finally she limped from her chambers and that very day she took to the stables and examined every beast they had there.

"Which will you have?" the stable master asked, with a yawn.

"None shall do, they are not right!" The Lady Knight declared. "This one is so dark I am afraid I would lose him in the night and that one so bad tempered, she would bite a passing child, while the grey mare is the most skittish creature I ever did see."

"Well I have no more," the stable master told her so, disappointed, the knight went away. She returned home, lifted up her sword and helm and set off once again for the outerlands with the knowledge that it would be a long and hard journey and she would struggle to bring back any trophies (so how could she possibly hunt a boar) or to rescue people suffering from fatigue and distress.

But as the Knight walked, she passed a field and saw there a horse so beautiful it almost broke her heart. The creature was a dappled grey with a fair, soft mane like silver sunlight. The Knight Rydia was transfixed and ran speedily to the door of a neighbouring farmhouse to request who owned the horse.

The answer provided was that the horse had been bought as the gift for the daughter but proved too independent of will and not suitable. She was to be returned to market the next day, but upon hearing this, Knight Rydia swiftly offered money for her, but was denied. "Oh no, we would not take money from a knight," the gentleman answered, scratching his chin. "But. We have been bothered by fierce wolves of late."

Knight Rydia would not be perturbed and swiftly a bargain was struck and so eager and lovestruck was the Lady that she turned around that very night and without gathering further supplies, but not before patting the horse fondly on her neck, she set out into the woods to deal with the wolves.

It was a bloody and savaged knight who returned to the town the next day, cradled on the back of a horse who had bravely bolted from her fencing when she heard the cry of the wounded woman and had lifted her hooves to stomp down on the head of a savage wolf.

Knight Rydia decided to name her Bubbles for the markings on her back and her gentle but effervescent nature.