*Nanna Andaweena... An old wizard come lately witch wants for nothing... Apart from happy children.* I need to know... more... Did he have the sword? Where did he get it from? Where did it go? What d… (View Post)

are not worth (View Post)

*Nanna gazes off into the distance, mouthing words silently, as if receiving instructions from her own personal god, before shaking herself out of a revere.* I don't like killing. No. I detest death.… (View Post)

5000 younglings. These Orcs are simply migrants looking for a new home. Maybe... Maybe we should see this as an economic opportunity. Think of the potential 5000, cheap, orc labourers could do to the… (View Post)

*Nanna, mouth agape in wonder and surprise, suddenly begins to squeal.* Marco! I have the exact same problem! (View Post)