MP: Methadone - running

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Damn score graphs!

Well, there are a few corpses lying around our capitol at the moment, you can always send someone with a cart to pick them up before they rot.

[lwarmonger]

I might do that, and perhaps cause a few more, I don't know. I have to think that Gath is at least as dangerous to all those other nations out there as Ermor is, probably moreso.

Besides, when Ermor kills you it is with heart. Oftentimes it is your loved ones doing the killing even! Here in Ermor, we believe in family. And we use every part of your body. Those barbarian giants merely eat what they like and throw the rest away. Completely wasted! In Ermor, we turn bodies into a renewable resource.

[jimkehn]

On the isle of Man we do not eat humans. We just want to live in peace.

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Gath is not dangerous at all. We're not even real giants! And our rapid expansion was only due to some assistance from Blackwater.

[lwarmonger]

See... using shady mercenaries to provide them with people to eat. All true humans should unite against the man-eaters!

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Originally Posted by lwarmonger

See... using shady mercenaries to provide them with people to eat. All true humans should unite against the man-eaters!

It is true that long long ago, there were Nephilim walking the land, and they did eat the sheep and the goat, and the cow and horse, and the chicken too. And the duck and the goose, and the fish, and the pigeons, and those little chocolates with caramel and biscuits and such stuff in their centers. And when they ran out of those, they did eat the monkeys, and the gorillas, and the orangutan. And when there were none of those left, they did dine on the people of the land, baking them in some pies and assorted pastries, except for the old men and ladies who were not good for much except some stew.

But there are no more Nephilim in this world any longer, and though the people of Gath are indeed large, we live on grains and assorted dairy products. And occasionally the odd camel.

So, no nation need fear being eaten by Gath (well, except those that are a race of sentient camels).

But those nations that enjoy the fruit of the land, and the grass on the fields, and the flowers in the meadows, would be wise to maintain a vigilant lookout on the poison spreading from Ermor, which corrupts the land and turns it into barren dust. And look out for the zombies too! Everyone knows that zombies eat brains, and not just camel brains. Real people brains!

Heed not the poisonous words of the undead.

-- He Who Is Named Brian, Prophet of He Who Must Not Be Named

[lwarmonger]

Ermor respects Man's right to live in peace, as long as the Forest Wardens and Magisters of Man respect Ermor's right to be undead in peace.

[lwarmonger]

Hey! We are people too! Just dead people. Your leaders aren't, and never have been, human. That makes you wierd and untrustworthy.

On the other hand we undead are as reliable as old Grandmama was back when she was alive. In fact, I think I see her right over there! Think of us as your friendly burial service. We make it so you don't even have to worry about paying for funerals! In fact, you don't have to worry much about anything once you've been "contracted" with us. We are just that good.

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There's a thunderstorm here right now... if the server goes down, I won't be able to bring it back up for about 6 hours, since I'm heading out soon.

Hopefully it'll be fine though.

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He Who Is Named Brian was disappointed to meet no opponents in the arena death match. Oh well, he can put his shiny new trident to work dispatching the knights who have decided to try to make a new home in the lands of Gath.