Byurgen. Horrible elementals. Ow, the bloody hurt you bastards. Eat acid. Nyran, what the hell are you doing? Where the hell did you go? Oh gods, two monsters. Nyran's an old dried out reindeer testicle.
Holy shit what is in there? Got it, fog bad, wind good. Oh, ugly. Eat acid too you shifty-face thingy. Ack. Islan? What the hell is going on? Damn it keeps going in the wall. I can't hit it through walls. Come back here and get acid. Ha. There it is. Have some pokey gifts you...thingie.
Ok, burial chamber. This has got to be the end of the line. Pretty elf wo--no not pretty elf. Shoot it, shoot it. OW! What the hell did you just hit me with? Fine, have some more arrows. BYURGEN! That hurts! Quit ripping stuff out of me, bitch. I'm gonna turn you into a bloody pile of arrows. See. Just like that.
Wow that's a lot of gold.
Has Islan always been this much of a prat?
What's wrong with the way I speak? I'm a bitch. Hurry up Elana fix this. Boy does this ever suck. |
