Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25754873-20141212223656/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141215042120

Kerender seemed to smile.

"Your negotiation skills are almost adorable. My answer to your plea is no. In fact, simply because you disagreed, the deadline is reduced to a single week. This, as I'm certain you know, is too short a time for reinforcements to arrive. Several of your Dwarven scout parties have already been massacred, and we know of all reserve forces nearby. Those will be dealt with in due course. I have no interest in Angmar or in trade. I want the Misty Mountains, and I will have them, even if I must wrench them from your stubby fingers. It's your choice. Thousands of years of strife and war, or give up half a mountain range."

"Oh, and by the way, we stole some Dwarven picks from Khazad-Dum a long time ago. It's not all that hard to swing a pick at some ore. A smart Orc like me would have figured it out a while ago."