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Lord Exmortis
Guest
Oh how I despise little men all dressed in green! Their silly laugh and thieving antics just infuriate me. When I heard a rumor of them nosing around Sonoma I picked up my leprechaun whacking stick and headed out for some fun times.
The first sighting of the little jerks was just outside of Luna where they were shaking their little green behinds at us….why you little %#@$!!!!! We then all gave chase as they giggled and pranced as fast as they could.
When we got close enough to them a big big dragon appeared by the name of Big Bertha! Go figure. A battle ensued as the little pesky green rodents looked on with glee. The citizens of Sonoma were not going to take any more of their tom foolery and Bertha fell in battle quickly…the chase then continued.
They had all of us jumping from moongate to moongate from Malas to Trammel to Felucca and my poor little legs got tired. Big Bertha must have some feline in her because she kept coming back to life to protect the trouble makers.
This reporter had enough of the constant chasing and decided to make my way home with my whacking stick in tow. The time had come to drown my sorrows with a pitcher of mead…Luke and Duke one day I will get you!!! Mark my words!!!
The first sighting of the little jerks was just outside of Luna where they were shaking their little green behinds at us….why you little %#@$!!!!! We then all gave chase as they giggled and pranced as fast as they could.
When we got close enough to them a big big dragon appeared by the name of Big Bertha! Go figure. A battle ensued as the little pesky green rodents looked on with glee. The citizens of Sonoma were not going to take any more of their tom foolery and Bertha fell in battle quickly…the chase then continued.
They had all of us jumping from moongate to moongate from Malas to Trammel to Felucca and my poor little legs got tired. Big Bertha must have some feline in her because she kept coming back to life to protect the trouble makers.
This reporter had enough of the constant chasing and decided to make my way home with my whacking stick in tow. The time had come to drown my sorrows with a pitcher of mead…Luke and Duke one day I will get you!!! Mark my words!!!