Artifacts appear to be the Kiss of Death for all these DS assassins. As soon as they get one, they seem to get a sudden touch of the bubonic plague…
The grinding continues, but could it be that the momentum is starting to flow the other way? Time will tell, but given our current camp-burning rate, you may soon have to do without those bif scally fire breathers…
I sold a book…for a dollar. I sold my car…for a dollar. Wanna buy a house? $1…good deal~!
LOL! Aye the market sucks. As the woodmen, I’m like the relative that keeps asking everyone for a “loan” after christmas dinner. At least I’m not the Eothraim, he’s been rattling that tin cup for a while now…
Now we come to it. Hello Dendra, whats for dinner?
Harad, what’s happening down there? Masa, you have fought hard, but the odds dont look too good at the moment…ok, so Ji and Co knifed some Corsairs, but then again Harad knows how that feels, dont you?
The market’s a little better–is it good enough? Alot of camps have been getting nuked in the misties, maybe spring is making up for some of the lsot income.
Oh yes, and the last bit of Angmar falls.
Let us begin…
Mike…go get married or something. Really, I’m not annoyed, I’m embarrassed for you, frankly. Do me a favour - when the rest of your ‘friends’ vote to concede, you just stay in it - I’ll be around, we’ll get together…
Marrying is the part I like, all the fornicating and good times. Its the split after that hurts like a SOB.
All this talk of marrying and sticking around for some “just us” time is making a bit nervous, however. No, I dont want to cuddle…
Turns woodmen blood cold
the knife if the throat exclaims
till death do us part
LOL! Good one!
One ringe rules them all
Makes a man into a slave
Or so she told me