Crypt Knight - Revision history

ColleenTalisman at 02:39, 15 August 2008

ColleenTalisman — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 02:39:05 GMT

Wolf Lord: Link.

Wolf Lord — Sun, 15 Apr 2007 20:58:39 GMT

Link.

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-	==== ~~What's all this then? ====~~	+	== See also ==
-		+	* [[Cornelia]]
-	''We're not sure yet. Crypt Knights do not like intelligent undead, and she probably wants to prevent the evil black prince (the good king's brother) from performing a dark ritual and claim a throne that isn't his by right.'' --[[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]]	+
-		+
-	~~'' Yes, although Cornelia is not so concerned about the Black Prince, she cannot allow the Chancellor of Marhkeim to rise from the dead. '' --[[User:Panzerman\|Panzerman]]~~	+
-		+
-	[[Cornelia]]	+
	[[Category:Contributions]]		[[Category:Contributions]]

Wolf Lord: Removed import template. Added image.

Wolf Lord — Sun, 15 Apr 2007 20:57:28 GMT

Removed import template. Added image.

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-	~~{{IMPORT~~	+	[[Image:Crypt Knight.jpg\|right\|thumb\|250px\|Cornelia the Crypt Knight.]]
-	\|~~page=CryptKnight~~	+
-	\|~~wiki=Grigbertz~~	+
-	\|~~status=0~~	+
-	\|~~log=Project:Import (PhpWiki)~~	+
-	}}	+
	This is a short mood piece developed during ICQ chat between the [[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]] and the Panzerman. It is based on a few scetches of a crypt knight by Grigbertz.		This is a short mood piece developed during ICQ chat between the [[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]] and the Panzerman. It is based on a few scetches of a crypt knight by Grigbertz.

Panzerman at 21:45, 3 September 2006

Panzerman — Sun, 03 Sep 2006 21:45:04 GMT

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	As Cornelia put on her armor of black stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as death itself. 'Bring me the prisoner.'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted and left.		As Cornelia put on her armor of black stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as death itself. 'Bring me the prisoner.'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted and left.

-	A few minuted later, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guards ~~wearing naught but her nightgown~~. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains. The princess stuggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."	+	A few minuted later, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guards. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains and a nightgown as thin as mist. The captive princess stuggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."

	"I do not understand what you are talking about! Why are you doing this to me?" wailed the terrified princess, still pulling, straining against the grip of the skeletal soldiers holding her. The rattling of chains filled the cell.		"I do not understand what you are talking about! Why are you doing this to me?" wailed the terrified princess, still pulling, straining against the grip of the skeletal soldiers holding her. The rattling of chains filled the cell.

Panzerman at 20:42, 29 June 2006

Panzerman — Thu, 29 Jun 2006 20:42:48 GMT

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	\|log=Project:Import (PhpWiki)		\|log=Project:Import (PhpWiki)
	}}		}}
-	This is a short mood piece developed during ICQ chat between the [[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]] and the Panzerman. It is based on a few ~~scetched~~ of a crypt knight by Grigbertz.	+	This is a short mood piece developed during ICQ chat between the [[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]] and the Panzerman. It is based on a few scetches of a crypt knight by Grigbertz.

	==== The Crypt Knight and the Captive ====		==== The Crypt Knight and the Captive ====

-	As Cornelia put on her armor of black stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as ~~deth~~ itself. 'Bring me the prisoner'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted ~~her~~ and left.	+	As Cornelia put on her armor of black stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as death itself. 'Bring me the prisoner.'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted and left.

-	A few minuted later~~, the naked~~, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead ~~guard~~. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains. ~~She~~ stuggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."	+	A few minuted later, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guards wearing naught but her nightgown. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains. The princess stuggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."
		+
		+	"I do not understand what you are talking about! Why are you doing this to me?" wailed the terrified princess, still pulling, straining against the grip of the skeletal soldiers holding her. The rattling of chains filled the cell.
		+	Cornelia at first didn't seem to notice any of this, her eyes strangely devoid of emotions, staring straight through the princess. Then suddenly, she snapped a slim, lily-white hand out and grabbed the princess jaw in an impossibly strong grip, forcing the young noble to look into the Crypt Knights glowing eyes.
		+
		+	"There is no time for games, princess!" the taller woman snarled. "In a few more days the moon will be full and the invisible star will rise over the mountains for the first time in over a century!"
		+
		+	The princess either truly did not understand anything or she was a great actress. Cornelia could not care less. The Chancellor of Markheim could not be allowed to rise from the dead!
		+	She let go of the princess and the girl gasped from the suddenness of it.
		+
		+	"You may not understand, but believe me when I say I do this because I must, not because I want to!" Cornelia gestured to the two undead guardsmen who immedeatly tightened their hold on the princess's chains. As soon as they had done this, the chrypt knight reached out and with a rough jerk tore the diaphanous night gown covering the princess's nubile body.
		+	A frightened whimper escaped the princess and it rose to a faint moan of horror as Cornelia pulled a long, slim dagger from her belt. Trailing the tip over the princess's naked chest, not cutting, not scratching the soft skin. Just teasing, threatening as the dagger kept drawing invisible patters on the young, firm breasts.
		+
		+	"You are a very pretty girl, your Highness. Such beautiful breasts...will you tell me where your ancestors chrypt is or must you force me to ruin your beauty?"
		+	Cornelia had stopped her dagger now, the tip resting lightly on a nipple. Her red eyes meeting the blue eyes of her captive.
		+	"Well? What will it be?"

	==== What's all this then? ====		==== What's all this then? ====

-	''We're ~~not~~ not sure yet. Crypt Knights do not like intelligent undead, and she probably wants to prevent the evil black prince (the good king's brother) from performing a dark ritual and claim a throne that isn't his by right.''	+	''We're not sure yet. Crypt Knights do not like intelligent undead, and she probably wants to prevent the evil black prince (the good king's brother) from performing a dark ritual and claim a throne that isn't his by right.'' --[[User:Wolf Lord\|Wolf Lord]]
		+
		+	'' Yes, although Cornelia is not so concerned about the Black Prince, she cannot allow the Chancellor of Marhkeim to rise from the dead. '' --[[User:Panzerman\|Panzerman]]
		+
		+	[[Cornelia]]
	[[Category:Contributions]]		[[Category:Contributions]]

Wolf Lord: Added page.

Wolf Lord — Thu, 29 Jun 2006 14:42:33 GMT

Added page.

New page

{{IMPORT
|page=CryptKnight
|wiki=Grigbertz
|status=0
|log=Project:Import (PhpWiki)
}}
This is a short mood piece developed during ICQ chat between the [[User:Wolf Lord|Wolf Lord]] and the Panzerman. It is based on a few scetched of a crypt knight by Grigbertz.

==== The Crypt Knight and the Captive ====

As Cornelia put on her armor of black stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as deth itself. 'Bring me the prisoner'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted her and left.

A few minuted later, the naked, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guard. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains. She stuggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."

==== What's all this then? ====

''We're not not sure yet. Crypt Knights do not like intelligent undead, and she probably wants to prevent the evil black prince (the good king's brother) from performing a dark ritual and claim a throne that isn't his by right.''
[[Category:Contributions]]

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	==== The Crypt Knight and the Captive ====		==== The Crypt Knight and the Captive ====

-	As Cornelia put on her armor of black ~~stygian~~ steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", called out, her voice as dark as death itself. 'Bring me the prisoner.'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted and left.	+	As Cornelia put on her armor of black Stygian steel, she pondered her next course of action. She would have her prize! Surely the captive princess must know how to enter the royal tomb... "Guard!", she called out, her voice as dark as death itself. 'Bring me the prisoner.'. Her loyal skeletal guard saluted and left.

-	A few minuted later, struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guards. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains and a nightgown as thin as mist. The captive princess ~~stuggled~~ vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."	+	A few minuted later, the struggling princess was dragged into the Crypt Knight's chamber by two undead guards. The prisoner wore nothing but her long hair and her chains and a nightgown as thin as mist. The captive princess struggled vainly in the skeletal grip that held her, and she shivered from the cold, damp air in the dungeon. Cornelia gazed sternly at the captive, her eyes glowing like red embers in her pale but beautiful face. "Now, princess, we will discuss the location of the hidden royal tomb..."

	"I do not understand what you are talking about! Why are you doing this to me?" wailed the terrified princess, still pulling, straining against the grip of the skeletal soldiers holding her. The rattling of chains filled the cell.		"I do not understand what you are talking about! Why are you doing this to me?" wailed the terrified princess, still pulling, straining against the grip of the skeletal soldiers holding her. The rattling of chains filled the cell.
-	~~Cornelia at~~ first didn't seem to notice any of this, her eyes strangely devoid of emotions, staring straight through the princess. Then suddenly, she snapped a slim, lily-white hand out and grabbed the princess jaw in an impossibly strong grip, forcing the young noble to look into the Crypt ~~Knights~~ glowing eyes.	+
		+	At first, Cornelia didn't seem to notice any of this, her eyes strangely devoid of emotions, staring straight through the princess. Then suddenly, she snapped a slim, lily-white hand out and grabbed the princess' jaw in an impossibly strong grip, forcing the young noble to look into the Crypt Knight's glowing eyes.

	"There is no time for games, princess!" the taller woman snarled. "In a few more days the moon will be full and the invisible star will rise over the mountains for the first time in over a century!"		"There is no time for games, princess!" the taller woman snarled. "In a few more days the moon will be full and the invisible star will rise over the mountains for the first time in over a century!"

	The princess either truly did not understand anything or she was a great actress. Cornelia could not care less. The Chancellor of Markheim could not be allowed to rise from the dead!		The princess either truly did not understand anything or she was a great actress. Cornelia could not care less. The Chancellor of Markheim could not be allowed to rise from the dead!
-	She let go of the princess and the girl gasped from the suddenness of it.	+	She let go of the princess, and the girl gasped from the suddenness of it.

-	"You may not understand, but believe me when I say I do this because I must, not because I want to!" Cornelia gestured to the two undead guardsmen who ~~immedeatly~~ tightened their hold on the princess's chains. As soon as they had done this, the ~~chrypt~~ knight reached out and with a rough jerk tore the diaphanous night gown covering the princess's nubile body.	+	"You may not understand, but believe me when I say I do this because I must, not because I want to!" Cornelia gestured to the two undead guardsmen who immediately tightened their hold on the princess's chains. As soon as they had done this, the crypt knight reached out and with a rough jerk tore the diaphanous night gown covering the princess's nubile body.
-	A frightened whimper escaped the princess and it rose to a faint moan of horror as Cornelia pulled a long, slim dagger from her belt. Trailing the tip over the princess's naked chest, not cutting, not scratching the soft skin. Just teasing, threatening as the dagger kept drawing invisible ~~patters~~ on the young, firm breasts.	+	A frightened whimper escaped the princess and it rose to a faint moan of horror as Cornelia pulled a long, slim dagger from her belt. Trailing the tip over the princess's naked chest, not cutting, not scratching the soft skin. Just teasing, threatening as the dagger kept drawing invisible patterns on the young, firm breasts.

-	"You are a very pretty girl, your Highness. Such beautiful breasts...will you tell me where your ancestors ~~chrypt~~ is or must you force me to ruin your beauty?"	+	"You are a very pretty girl, your Highness. Such beautiful breasts...will you tell me where your ancestors crypt is or must you force me to ruin your beauty?"
	Cornelia had stopped her dagger now, the tip resting lightly on a nipple. Her red eyes meeting the blue eyes of her captive.		Cornelia had stopped her dagger now, the tip resting lightly on a nipple. Her red eyes meeting the blue eyes of her captive.
	"Well? What will it be?"		"Well? What will it be?"