Behaviour of a Brutal Thief
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2005 11:38 am
A quiet afternoon in Trollbane shop standing beside the depot making some handles.
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The petty orc went on rattling at me from the other end.
I was shocked with fear, as I could hear my knees meeting each other, thinking to myself,
"should i stay and let such a brutal beast stand and hurl abuses at me'', '' I am just a weak crafter, i know not of fighting techniques. Be it deem myself as a coward, i do not care, for Beast like this causes War and Hatred between the races. '' I better depart from the shop for I might be lead of a battle between the races.
Hurried out the door,
Hearing the laughters of the Ugly Orc from afar.
Guess I met my day. sigh ...
((Logfile delete by Mod))
The petty orc went on rattling at me from the other end.
I was shocked with fear, as I could hear my knees meeting each other, thinking to myself,
"should i stay and let such a brutal beast stand and hurl abuses at me'', '' I am just a weak crafter, i know not of fighting techniques. Be it deem myself as a coward, i do not care, for Beast like this causes War and Hatred between the races. '' I better depart from the shop for I might be lead of a battle between the races.
Hurried out the door,
Hearing the laughters of the Ugly Orc from afar.
Guess I met my day. sigh ...