This is a cotinuation of War of the Deeps, cause it got too long.
Electhor looks grimly at Tybereous. "The Wyrm said many things, but I cannot recall them and I doubt you can trust them."
This is a cotinuation of War of the Deeps, cause it got too long.
Electhor looks grimly at Tybereous. "The Wyrm said many things, but I cannot recall them and I doubt you can trust them."
"Taters.. Tay-Ters.."
Draugluin has now left and has taken Electhor to heal in the garden and got someone to feed him taters. Mektheir (one of the twelve balrogs who were at Tor In Gauroth) remains with the elves and the other Grushnahk go off whereever they're going.
(Can one of you go to chat? I want to ask something)
(Taters? XDDDDD)
Tybereous is tired of Sorthog making a scene. He sneaks up behind him and bashes his head with a sword. Sorthog is left lying in the dust.
Not dead. Just knocked out.
Sequel coming soon!
This seems wrapped up enough.
Cool, see you for that