So you bothered me and pestered me and wouldn't leave me alone. I thought I had to be inspired
to write another chapter to this. But I forced myself to sit down on the computer and this is the
result. (I have started cults because of this story. By the way, does anyone want to join the omen
club? If so, tell me in the review. It's the unofficial omen club just because... I don't' know
why... it just is.)
~
Seven Silly Saviors
By: RedLady
______________________________________________________________________________
Interviewer:
And we are back after a long delay.
Amazon:
Because the Barbarian messed with the technical equipment.
Sorceress:
Yes that did make it hard to continue our interview. Especially after the fire and all...
Necromancer:
It was the omens! The omens bid us to worship them in a festival honored just for them before
continuing with our stories.
Druid:
This festival occurs everyday for you, Necromancer.
Interviewer:
Anyway who's turn is it?
Amazon:
Stupid interviewer...can't even do her job right...
Sorceress:
I believe it was my turn to tell my story. And how long has it been since your last shot,
Amazon?
Amazon:
Um, ya just gave it to me couple hours ago. Eh heh heh.
Sorceress:
Good. Anyway as you may already know, the Druid, Assassin, the Amazon, and the Barbarian
were already there at the Rogue encampment before I came. My...uh...plane was delayed.
Barbarian:
What's a plane?
Sorceress:
Um...Sorceress International. They fly you anywhere in the world of Sanctuary for just 400 gold
pieces...if you are a sorceress that is.
Amazon:
That makes no sense what so ever!
Assassin:
Shut up Amazon! I wouldn't make fun of the woman who holds the tranquilizer gun!
Amazon:
Why you little...
(Amazon and Assassin get in a fight for the hundredth time.)
Sorceress:
(To Necromancer)Shall we get the tranquilizer?
Necromancer:
Yes, this time the omens call for a double dosage...
Interviewer:
So after the Amazon was tranquilized for like the fourth time...I think, I lost count along time
ago... Well anyway the sorceress continued her story.
Sorceress:
It all started when I was at the library. You see we all live at the library. A sorceress's life is to
collect the most books...Why the Grand Master Sorceress has over 10 million books. Sadly, I
only have 5 thousand...
Druid:
That is still a lot of books!
Necromancer:
Out of all those books you never learned about the omens?!!!!
Sorceress:
I never said that Necromancer...
Barbarian:
Huh?
Sorceress:
I simply do not practice omen watching like you Necromancers.
Necromancer:
Hah! I'm the only Necromancer that does it! All the other Necromancer simply do curses and
raise the dead. I am a special Necromancer.
Druid:
You're special all right.
Necromancer:
WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!!!!!!
Druid:
Um, your special....in a good way.
Barbarian:
Hah hah!
Necromancer:
Why you!!!! (Gets an angered look.) The Omens see pain in your future Druid!!!
Druid:
Uh oh. This can't be good.
Sorceress:
Because the omens never lie!
Assassin:
You better watch out Druid!
Necromancer:
This pain also involves you assassin!
Assassin:
Oh man!
Sorceress:
I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I believe I was telling my story...
Necromancer:
Go right ahead. I'll just think of something evil to get back at the Druid with.
Paladin:
I thought he was already cursed with Druid and Assassin children?
Assassin:
Hey! What are you talking about?
Barbarian:
Huh?
Druid:
I don't care about kids! I care about how the kids are made...
Barbarian:
(Yells.) How?!
Paladin:
Never mind...I'll explain it to you later. Please sorceress continue. Forgive us interviewer. We
have a habit of getting off track.
(Interviewer is huddled in corner.)
Druid:
Come on out Interviewer....We won't hurt you.
Sorceress:
So anyway, I was reading another book assigned by the book club when my crystal ball began to
light up next to me.
Assassin:
You have a crystal ball?!!
Sorceress:
Well yes...I
Paladin:
Are you a witch then?
Sorceress:
No, I assure you I am 100% sorceress. I even got my sorceress licence and my diploma from
sorceress school right here!
Necromancer:
The omens say it is true, now let her continue on with the story.
Sorceress:
Thank you Necromancer. Well I thought that my crystal ball was trying to remind me of my
next book meeting...
Assassin:
This story is boring!
Necromancer:
Shut up Assassin. We already listened to your gobbledegook.
Barbarian:
What's goop?
Druid:
Yeah it took us two days to get through your story assassin. I bet what really happened was you
got so drunk and somehow ended up at the rogue encampment...
Sorceress:
Anyway. But it wasn't trying to remind me of my book meeting even though it started in 30
minutes...
Assassin:
I'm gonna go smoke...
Druid:
That should make it more interesting for you...
Sorceress:
No, what my crystal ball was really trying to tell me was that the Rogue encampment was in
need of my sorcery...
Necromancer:
IT WAS THE OMENS! WHY DIDN'T YOU SEE THE OMENS?
Paladin:
So you jumped on your broom and flew here?
Barbarian:
I don't get it.
Sorceress:
I already told you, oh noble Paladin, I am not a witch. First I took the train and then the plane.
Barbarian:
I'm hungry.
Necromancer:
Shut up Barbarian.
Paladin:
Don't be mean to the Barbarian, Necromancer.
Necromancer:
Shut up Paladin.
Druid:
Is that all you ever say Necromancer?
Necromancer:
Shut up Druid!
Druid:
(Mumbles)That is all you ever do...talk about your omens and tell everybody to shut up...
Necromancer:
You better not have to go to the bathroom tonight because I'll have skeleton's posted at your
door!
Druid:
I'll just do what I did last time...
Sorceress:
(To interviewer) Last time he dressed the Necromancer's skeleton's up in bikini's.
Druid:
Hey I got them from the Assassin's chest.
Assassin:
What! I was wondering where my bikini collection went.
Necromancer:
Oh the omens!
Paladin:
By the holy light!
Barbarian:
Huh?
Sorceress:
I don't even want to know.
Druid:
Hey, she was on the cover of Bikini Girl for two seasons...
Sorceress:
I still don't want to know.
Barbarian:
I wore a bikini once.
Paladin:
You did? I mean...you did?
Necromancer:
I think I'm gonna be sick.
Sorceress:
I really don't want to know.
Assassin:
What is wrong with you guys? Bikini's are wonderful things!
Druid:
You're telling me! Why I have a whole collection of magazines with woman in bikini's...
Barbarian:
It was purple with pink poka-dots...
Paladin:
It was? I mean...it was?
Necromancer:
Help me, oh evil omens!
Interviewer:
I hate to interrupt...But...um...
Paladin:
The interviewer is right. Sorceress, would you continue your story?
Sorceress:
Yes...I... if I could only remember where I was...
Druid:
Something about bikini's...
Necromancer:
Shut up Druid! (To sorceress)You were telling something about the crystal ball, leaving the part
out about the omens, for some reason...
Sorceress:
Well, all I simply did was find out where the Rogue encampment was. There was Rogue
encampment Avenue, but I figured that wasn't it because it was located in another dimension.
Everybody:
?
Sorceress:
Then there was Rogue Encampment Inn, but I figured that wasn't it either since the Rogue's
don't leave mints under your pillow.
Everybody:
?
Sorceress:
Finally I found just simply..Rogue encampment and booked a flight over there. When I finally
got there I was surprised to see a huge Barbarian squatting over an Assassin, Amazon, and a
Druid--who were all knocked out.
Barbarian:
They were being bad...
Druid:
But I wasn't doing anything!
Sorceress:
I'm sure. But anyway I was even more surprised when the Barbarian punched himself and
knocked himself out.
Assassin:
He did?
Paladin:
What?
Necromancer:
Idiot.
Barbarian:
I was being bad...
Paladin:
I don't understand.
Druid:
Join the club...
Paladin:
Why would you knock yourself out? How is that even possible?
Barbarian:
I hate fighting...
Sorceress:
Apparently...
Barbarian:
And I was bad for hitting them. My mom said never to hit a girl...
Druid:
(Voice strained.)But it was all right to hit me? Even though I wasn't doing anything bad?!!!
Barbarian:
I always have to obey my mommy.
Necromancer:
Why do we put up with him again?
Paladin:
Shut up necromancer. He's a lot stronger than you!
Necromancer:
But does he know about the omens.
Interviewer:
Oh man these interviews never goes as planned...
Sorceress:
Yes as I was saying. I simply waited for the four hero's to wake up. Soon the Paladin came
joined by the Necromancer.
Necromancer:
When will we be able to talk about the omens!
Sorceress:
When it is your turn you can blabber on and on about the omens.
Necromancer:
Yes!
Paladin:
But next it is my story.
Barbarian:
But I wanna tell the story.
Necromancer:
You already did, you dimwit!
Paladin:
Leave him alone Necromancer.
Necromancer:
Ah, shut up and talk to the omens!
Interviewer:
(Sigh...)
(The Necromancer does another lecture about the omens using graphs and a chalkboard this
time, which nobody listens too. The sorceress reads a book. The Assassin chases after the Druid
who stole her pipe. The Barbarian shows the Paladin his bikini which he has under his loin
cloth. You know the drill...It is all in a days work for...The Seven Silly Saviors. Who they
saved? I don't know...definitely not my sanity...)
___________________________________________________________________________
There you go my little band of reviewers. Spots on the Unofficial Omen club are now open for
membership. Remember...look for the omens! They are everywhere.
to write another chapter to this. But I forced myself to sit down on the computer and this is the
result. (I have started cults because of this story. By the way, does anyone want to join the omen
club? If so, tell me in the review. It's the unofficial omen club just because... I don't' know
why... it just is.)
~
Seven Silly Saviors
By: RedLady
______________________________________________________________________________
Interviewer:
And we are back after a long delay.
Amazon:
Because the Barbarian messed with the technical equipment.
Sorceress:
Yes that did make it hard to continue our interview. Especially after the fire and all...
Necromancer:
It was the omens! The omens bid us to worship them in a festival honored just for them before
continuing with our stories.
Druid:
This festival occurs everyday for you, Necromancer.
Interviewer:
Anyway who's turn is it?
Amazon:
Stupid interviewer...can't even do her job right...
Sorceress:
I believe it was my turn to tell my story. And how long has it been since your last shot,
Amazon?
Amazon:
Um, ya just gave it to me couple hours ago. Eh heh heh.
Sorceress:
Good. Anyway as you may already know, the Druid, Assassin, the Amazon, and the Barbarian
were already there at the Rogue encampment before I came. My...uh...plane was delayed.
Barbarian:
What's a plane?
Sorceress:
Um...Sorceress International. They fly you anywhere in the world of Sanctuary for just 400 gold
pieces...if you are a sorceress that is.
Amazon:
That makes no sense what so ever!
Assassin:
Shut up Amazon! I wouldn't make fun of the woman who holds the tranquilizer gun!
Amazon:
Why you little...
(Amazon and Assassin get in a fight for the hundredth time.)
Sorceress:
(To Necromancer)Shall we get the tranquilizer?
Necromancer:
Yes, this time the omens call for a double dosage...
Interviewer:
So after the Amazon was tranquilized for like the fourth time...I think, I lost count along time
ago... Well anyway the sorceress continued her story.
Sorceress:
It all started when I was at the library. You see we all live at the library. A sorceress's life is to
collect the most books...Why the Grand Master Sorceress has over 10 million books. Sadly, I
only have 5 thousand...
Druid:
That is still a lot of books!
Necromancer:
Out of all those books you never learned about the omens?!!!!
Sorceress:
I never said that Necromancer...
Barbarian:
Huh?
Sorceress:
I simply do not practice omen watching like you Necromancers.
Necromancer:
Hah! I'm the only Necromancer that does it! All the other Necromancer simply do curses and
raise the dead. I am a special Necromancer.
Druid:
You're special all right.
Necromancer:
WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!!!!!!
Druid:
Um, your special....in a good way.
Barbarian:
Hah hah!
Necromancer:
Why you!!!! (Gets an angered look.) The Omens see pain in your future Druid!!!
Druid:
Uh oh. This can't be good.
Sorceress:
Because the omens never lie!
Assassin:
You better watch out Druid!
Necromancer:
This pain also involves you assassin!
Assassin:
Oh man!
Sorceress:
I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I believe I was telling my story...
Necromancer:
Go right ahead. I'll just think of something evil to get back at the Druid with.
Paladin:
I thought he was already cursed with Druid and Assassin children?
Assassin:
Hey! What are you talking about?
Barbarian:
Huh?
Druid:
I don't care about kids! I care about how the kids are made...
Barbarian:
(Yells.) How?!
Paladin:
Never mind...I'll explain it to you later. Please sorceress continue. Forgive us interviewer. We
have a habit of getting off track.
(Interviewer is huddled in corner.)
Druid:
Come on out Interviewer....We won't hurt you.
Sorceress:
So anyway, I was reading another book assigned by the book club when my crystal ball began to
light up next to me.
Assassin:
You have a crystal ball?!!
Sorceress:
Well yes...I
Paladin:
Are you a witch then?
Sorceress:
No, I assure you I am 100% sorceress. I even got my sorceress licence and my diploma from
sorceress school right here!
Necromancer:
The omens say it is true, now let her continue on with the story.
Sorceress:
Thank you Necromancer. Well I thought that my crystal ball was trying to remind me of my
next book meeting...
Assassin:
This story is boring!
Necromancer:
Shut up Assassin. We already listened to your gobbledegook.
Barbarian:
What's goop?
Druid:
Yeah it took us two days to get through your story assassin. I bet what really happened was you
got so drunk and somehow ended up at the rogue encampment...
Sorceress:
Anyway. But it wasn't trying to remind me of my book meeting even though it started in 30
minutes...
Assassin:
I'm gonna go smoke...
Druid:
That should make it more interesting for you...
Sorceress:
No, what my crystal ball was really trying to tell me was that the Rogue encampment was in
need of my sorcery...
Necromancer:
IT WAS THE OMENS! WHY DIDN'T YOU SEE THE OMENS?
Paladin:
So you jumped on your broom and flew here?
Barbarian:
I don't get it.
Sorceress:
I already told you, oh noble Paladin, I am not a witch. First I took the train and then the plane.
Barbarian:
I'm hungry.
Necromancer:
Shut up Barbarian.
Paladin:
Don't be mean to the Barbarian, Necromancer.
Necromancer:
Shut up Paladin.
Druid:
Is that all you ever say Necromancer?
Necromancer:
Shut up Druid!
Druid:
(Mumbles)That is all you ever do...talk about your omens and tell everybody to shut up...
Necromancer:
You better not have to go to the bathroom tonight because I'll have skeleton's posted at your
door!
Druid:
I'll just do what I did last time...
Sorceress:
(To interviewer) Last time he dressed the Necromancer's skeleton's up in bikini's.
Druid:
Hey I got them from the Assassin's chest.
Assassin:
What! I was wondering where my bikini collection went.
Necromancer:
Oh the omens!
Paladin:
By the holy light!
Barbarian:
Huh?
Sorceress:
I don't even want to know.
Druid:
Hey, she was on the cover of Bikini Girl for two seasons...
Sorceress:
I still don't want to know.
Barbarian:
I wore a bikini once.
Paladin:
You did? I mean...you did?
Necromancer:
I think I'm gonna be sick.
Sorceress:
I really don't want to know.
Assassin:
What is wrong with you guys? Bikini's are wonderful things!
Druid:
You're telling me! Why I have a whole collection of magazines with woman in bikini's...
Barbarian:
It was purple with pink poka-dots...
Paladin:
It was? I mean...it was?
Necromancer:
Help me, oh evil omens!
Interviewer:
I hate to interrupt...But...um...
Paladin:
The interviewer is right. Sorceress, would you continue your story?
Sorceress:
Yes...I... if I could only remember where I was...
Druid:
Something about bikini's...
Necromancer:
Shut up Druid! (To sorceress)You were telling something about the crystal ball, leaving the part
out about the omens, for some reason...
Sorceress:
Well, all I simply did was find out where the Rogue encampment was. There was Rogue
encampment Avenue, but I figured that wasn't it because it was located in another dimension.
Everybody:
?
Sorceress:
Then there was Rogue Encampment Inn, but I figured that wasn't it either since the Rogue's
don't leave mints under your pillow.
Everybody:
?
Sorceress:
Finally I found just simply..Rogue encampment and booked a flight over there. When I finally
got there I was surprised to see a huge Barbarian squatting over an Assassin, Amazon, and a
Druid--who were all knocked out.
Barbarian:
They were being bad...
Druid:
But I wasn't doing anything!
Sorceress:
I'm sure. But anyway I was even more surprised when the Barbarian punched himself and
knocked himself out.
Assassin:
He did?
Paladin:
What?
Necromancer:
Idiot.
Barbarian:
I was being bad...
Paladin:
I don't understand.
Druid:
Join the club...
Paladin:
Why would you knock yourself out? How is that even possible?
Barbarian:
I hate fighting...
Sorceress:
Apparently...
Barbarian:
And I was bad for hitting them. My mom said never to hit a girl...
Druid:
(Voice strained.)But it was all right to hit me? Even though I wasn't doing anything bad?!!!
Barbarian:
I always have to obey my mommy.
Necromancer:
Why do we put up with him again?
Paladin:
Shut up necromancer. He's a lot stronger than you!
Necromancer:
But does he know about the omens.
Interviewer:
Oh man these interviews never goes as planned...
Sorceress:
Yes as I was saying. I simply waited for the four hero's to wake up. Soon the Paladin came
joined by the Necromancer.
Necromancer:
When will we be able to talk about the omens!
Sorceress:
When it is your turn you can blabber on and on about the omens.
Necromancer:
Yes!
Paladin:
But next it is my story.
Barbarian:
But I wanna tell the story.
Necromancer:
You already did, you dimwit!
Paladin:
Leave him alone Necromancer.
Necromancer:
Ah, shut up and talk to the omens!
Interviewer:
(Sigh...)
(The Necromancer does another lecture about the omens using graphs and a chalkboard this
time, which nobody listens too. The sorceress reads a book. The Assassin chases after the Druid
who stole her pipe. The Barbarian shows the Paladin his bikini which he has under his loin
cloth. You know the drill...It is all in a days work for...The Seven Silly Saviors. Who they
saved? I don't know...definitely not my sanity...)
___________________________________________________________________________
There you go my little band of reviewers. Spots on the Unofficial Omen club are now open for
membership. Remember...look for the omens! They are everywhere.