Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25754873-20141212223656/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141215040011

Keredrex looked down at the Dwarf.

"I can tell that, unlike every other member of your kind, your brain's growth wasn't severely stunted along with your body. Now, I know you are reasonably intelligent, so I won't do what I would normally do. I won't bluff, I won't exaggerate, and I won't play any tricks. I will simply tell you the truth.

I have tens of thousands of Orcs in one city alone. You cannot defeat me. Even if you take the rest of the Misties, I will always have something. No matter how much you destroy, I will always have one small piece. And that's all I need to rise again. you will never destroy me. Oh, you may defeat me, and I may have to go into hiding. But I will always come back, and each time I do so, I will have learned from my mistakes, and I will be harder to defeat than before. So I will save you and your people ages of strife and hundreds of thousands of deaths. Give me the Misty Mountains. Give me Khazad-Dum and everywhere else back, and you will prevent thousands of years of pain and suffering and death. You have two weeks to evacuate the Misties. After those two weeks, any Dwarf, Man, Elf or anything else who doesn't serve me that still resides in the Misties will be slaughtered."