Originally Posted by
Kelog
Son of a veld.. what a pain in the surprise attack.. if this isn't a bunch of roaring bull. where's the motherly love I ask ya.. These bunch of traitors don't know what it is like to have old friends. It's as if we're some sort of secluded experiment . Frigging outlaws.. I feel like we're in a bandits nest at the hands of an island of pirates I've lost my skull and am ready to go horseback for some tropical sun,. Oh dark priests, I fell like a black knight. All I need now is some gunpowder and I'll go off like a sleeping volcano on this Dark Brotherhood.. See how they like this valiant little tailor then, I tell ya.
Leave my mailbox alone.