Go into the basement! Oh, pizza deliverer, go into the basement! Mwa-hah⊠(cough,hack, wheeze), etc.
Perhaps Osric did.
Of course, it is a plot. We are not called the Dark Servants because we sport fashionable eyewear. We are supposed to use tricks and plots. It is in the job description. I checked.
And it is a secret plot, at that, strange poems and all. (And even the Ăothraim, well informed though they are, do not know the secret plot.)
Is it a good plot?
That, we will see. Maybe not. But it is our very own.
Oh, yeah, I am forgetting the taunting. Uh, here goes âŠ
Not bad. A free army on every Dragon Lord population center outside Mordor on turn 2.By the end of turn 3, many of them taken or destroyed, and Sarn Goriwing revealed.
I hope that was the plan of the Free, because no one, not even I, deserves such co-ordination by dumb luck.
Did you Free really think you needed the Noldo to aid 3700 Dwarves to take Goblin-gate? Were I the Dwarves, I would be considering being insulted. Well, by now, I probably would have gotten beyond that, and simply would be insulted. Especially since the Noldo let me by to menace Eriador. Hah!
As for the kine, they might not be coming home, I hear tell there are rustlers about. And you cannot sit back. You must come out and crumble me. (Though I think the self described Stumpies have a grasp of that, in spite of what they said â misdirection by the Free! Masher, misdirection is supposed to be the job of the Servants of the Lord of Gifts, not forthright folks of less than great height. Again, job description. Check the job description)
Orillion: perhaps we will meet sooner than expected. I can have Wodurishak and his army mosey off in your general direction, if you would like. I have little doubt that Rhudaur and the Dunlendings would like me to leave their vicinity. Perhaps the Stumpies are fearing an attack on Khazad-dĂ»m from the west. No. Maybe another, but this one is wiser than that. Even if my âslangingâ is not good enough for him.
Steve
Dragon Lord
Talker for the Servants of the Lord of Gifts