DL - yada yada yada
Witchipoo isnt sure what day it is, does he? Perhaps if he stops marching his troops in semi-circles it might be able to find someone to fight apart from his own population centres:-)
Arth
Draggie boy, you sure talk a lot. We all know the, ahem, shall we say, difficulties of being the Drag Lord (khamul in a dress anyone?). The more you make your hollow threats, the greater the height youll be falling from. Well have to get Sauron to come and identify the remains…Keep `em coming.
Oh how they have forgotten, time has dimmed the minds of men that they forget who they face.
We shall indeed see who sits atop the mountains and see who crows loudest, for your doom calls to you and it has my name written upon it.
You are indeed in for a rude awakening and if what happens to you this go comes as a shock, wait and see what I have in mind for you next.
Still I am not without pity and give you these brief moments to enjoy, before the coming of the storm.
When those who I have named look at there coming actions, remember it was a present from me.
Is there anyone else wants a piece of me? I will soon need a few more bodies to snack on.
Still no pointy boys want to take up my offer of meeting for a challange or two?
Dragon Lord
Ok so we admit we cannot save the Witch King he will have to salt you out himself, I on the other hand will dress you up and serve you cold, on a platter, salted of course.
Dragon Lord
Oh we dare you to knock us out on turn 5!
As I know you cannot do it, alas you do not have it in you, what artifacts shall we bet on this?
One day someone will stand up and be eaten
Dragon Lord
Can I have a new dress this one has to much blood on it?
Dragon Lord
Dendra Dwar dragged a claw through a basin of cold, black, Mordor water. Tendrils of steam rose from the disturbed surface. The Nazgul’s nose wrinkled as exotic fumes rose from herb-fired flames. Leaning low over the basin, he drew a great lung full of air into his nose and sinuses, clearing the steam from the basin. Slowly as the tears cleared from his eyes, a vision settled on the basin surface. Long did Dendra Dwar study the portents, for now he did know the minds of the enemies of his master.
At last, as the first rays of sun broke on the great fume of Mordor, dulling black skies to a dirty gray, Dendra pushed away from the table well satisfied. As he left the room, bumping into a statue of himself standing on a dwarf, denting his shin on a bust of himself eating an elf, and dashing his head on a low hanging lintel carved in the likeness of himself doing considerably worse to various Gondorians, Dendra cursed his poor eyesight in the world of men, and marched out to lead his armies to war.
Servants scuttled into the room to tidy the various paraphernalia of Dendra’s twilight existence. Krusnak fished around under the ring wraith’s bed until his hands closed on an iron ring. Dragging the container out he found himself looking at an empty iron basin, graven with many sigils in the black speech, a relic of great power. Eyes wide with horror, Krusnak turned to see the contents of Dendra’s chamber pot slowly stewing over magic flames. It is written in the black book that when Krusnak – with his 20/20 vision, later gazed into the waters of the basin of seeing, he couldn’t tell the difference either……
Book of the Angry Worm
Volume IX
Chapter titled “In the pool of life – the Freep always float to the top” or alternatively “Never bob for apples at a Freep house party!”
Well beats me make of that what you will
Dragon Lord
Very Very well done Dendra!
So say the Rhudaurian Bards
Tone it down the good guys might think you are in league with us
Dragon Lord
But poetry here in the heart of Darkness?
I have spent years killing poets, all for our own to convert.
Where is another orc to eat?
Vandal
Well just to keep you interested I wil tell you the names of the characters I am going to kill next turn to if you like.
Dragon Lord
Yes, I would be very interested. You show much confidence in your abilities. It would be very impressive to point out victims then actually kill them. Not unlike Babe Ruths called shot.:eek:
Originally posted by Winsten Wun Toof
[b]Dendra Dwar dragged a claw through a basin of cold, black, Mordor water. Tendrils of steam rose from the disturbed surface. The Nazgul’s nose wrinkled as exotic fumes rose from herb-fired flames. Leaning low over the basin, he drew a great lung full of air into his nose and sinuses, clearing the steam from the basin. Slowly as the tears cleared from his eyes, a vision settled on the basin surface. Long did Dendra Dwar study the portents, for now he did know the minds of the enemies of his master.At last, as the first rays of sun broke on the great fume of Mordor, dulling black skies to a dirty gray, Dendra pushed away from the table well satisfied. As he left the room, bumping into a statue of himself standing on a dwarf, denting his shin on a bust of himself eating an elf, and dashing his head on a low hanging lintel carved in the likeness of himself doing considerably worse to various Gondorians, Dendra cursed his poor eyesight in the world of men, and marched out to lead his armies to war.
Servants scuttled into the room to tidy the various paraphernalia of Dendra’s twilight existence. Krusnak fished around under the ring wraith’s bed until his hands closed on an iron ring. Dragging the container out he found himself looking at an empty iron basin, graven with many sigils in the black speech, a relic of great power. Eyes wide with horror, Krusnak turned to see the contents of Dendra’s chamber pot slowly stewing over magic flames. It is written in the black book that when Krusnak – with his 20/20 vision, later gazed into the waters of the basin of seeing, he couldn’t tell the difference either……
Book of the Angry Worm
Volume IX
Chapter titled “In the pool of life – the Freep always float to the top” or alternatively “Never bob for apples at a Freep house party!” [/b]
Wow, Wow, Wow !
So much stuff !
And it’s understandable !
You’ve made some progress !
Happy new year, enemy mine !
All the Best Rob !
Gixxxer
Well for since they have not asked I will wait until they do but let me just say in my most boastful manner I dont see GG falling to the rabble that face me.
Indeed after I finish off the armies I meet there I am going to march forth and toast a pop centre of my choosing.
Of course If you challange me with something in range ill just have to go take that.
Have I climbed to high, well we are about to find out, am I really as good as I think I am, you are about to find out
And for those who forgot who they face in the dimming of time, ask the dead of game 1 all those years hence who lived not to face me again.
But of course as I walk through the town centres of so many free cities why hide, ill even let you know what cities I am in and who I can see next go and leave it to you to refuse challange or not.
Dragon Lord.
Originally posted by Gixxer
[b]Wow, Wow, Wow !So much stuff !
And it’s understandable !
You’ve made some progress !
** I always make sense, I’m a profound kind of guy. Us earthlings are like that Gerhard, you’ll get used to us one day
Happy new year, enemy mine !
** Hey I’m no one’s enemy. I’m a professional in the department of Natural Selection. We prefer to take an active hand in weeding the chaff because there’s no telling what damage you could do to the gene pool if you’re allowed to propagate little Gixxxers
** Oh and happy new year to you. Hey I’ve re-wrote a Christmas carol which I sing to my family “We wish you a merry christmas and a happy new wife…” There must be something wrong with the delivery because they’re not a particularly gracious audience. I might have to add to my wardrobe as well - a christmas bow might be a little under done
All the Best Rob !
Gixxxer [/b]
** Oh no, not again. Did I tread on someone’s toes in a past life? Must have poked them in the eye and kicked their happy sacks to end up with you twice 
** Cheers - Rob of the Baskervilles
aka Winsten Wun Toof
Do you really know who you are?
Have Fun
Gixxxer
Well no I only imagine I know, but to me its all real enough!
Just like I will be eating toes, ears and other body parts real soon, but of course the other side will have to experience it to believe it.
Dragon Lord
In one city sat Jirfelien, whilst in the other sat his friends for the crafty Drgon Lord thought, typical yellow humans will run and waste all that money.
Let the LR have Jirfelien I will eat elsewhere so along he popped to test if he was right and there he will remain.
Indeed I thought lets bring a friend so hope you like hiding in the shadows for as long as we care to remain.
Meanwhile as he sat on the hairy horsemen he wondered if the pitiful few he saw would also refuse, but he guessed they would and will just have to sit about and see how long there nerve lasted.
Meanwhile all those, what is it 4? tasty woodmen looked so yum he could not refuse his tum and its only a question of which one?
Of course we make you the offer as with the others of naming the sacrificial lamb or just refusing with them all.
If you ask i will tell you the victims name if you like as a new years present.
To Gisulf we say, how lucky you are and to Thuidimer, well we cannot all be lucky.
To Athaulf well take your chances and Telum, boy are you in trouble.
Well thats enough names and clues more next time?
Dragon Lord
To hairy: I saw the letter U and thought I might do you. Your new character well that can wait.
To Those trading humans: I saw the letter B and before to long it will be running like hell or just in hell
To Shiny in his tin suit, a curse on you to.
To: Toeless one of 4 but the choice is 3
To: Pointy E I would be worried about things
Dragon Lord