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Will Witfoot · 03-16-2004, 02:38 AM

Alrik studied the shadow's with nearly an insane intensity. Elves. How he hated those poncy, pointy-eared, arrogant yahoo's. In this Alrik was most clearly a dwarf of the older generation.

"And do not think that my axe-arm has not enough strenght left to cleave an elf's neck." He growled. In thruth, he had no idea where in the shadow's those pesky pointy-ears were skulking in, but he would not be lightly cowed. Even the fact that elven bowmen were well-known for their ability to hit a goblin's eye in the dark, let alone any crags in his armour, left him undaunted.

"Come out! Or is this an example of the fine elven courage I have heard so much about?". Alrik sneered, quite uncaring about the fact that he might cause the demisse of the expedition.

Elves. How he hated them.

03-16-2004, 02:38 AM	#1
Will Witfoot Haunting Spirit Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Fornost Posts: 67	Alrik studied the shadow's with nearly an insane intensity. Elves. How he hated those poncy, pointy-eared, arrogant yahoo's. In this Alrik was most clearly a dwarf of the older generation. "And do not think that my axe-arm has not enough strenght left to cleave an elf's neck." He growled. In thruth, he had no idea where in the shadow's those pesky pointy-ears were skulking in, but he would not be lightly cowed. Even the fact that elven bowmen were well-known for their ability to hit a goblin's eye in the dark, let alone any crags in his armour, left him undaunted. "Come out! Or is this an example of the fine elven courage I have heard so much about?". Alrik sneered, quite uncaring about the fact that he might cause the demisse of the expedition. Elves. How he hated them. Last edited by piosenniel; 03-18-2004 at 02:42 AM.