Re: Cursed be Iron - THE GAME IS ON!
What a waste. Those young peaceloving giants sent to their graves by their cruel masters... they died for naught. Now their frozen bones decorate the great wall in Hell, waiting the final catalysmic battle and opportunity to die for their masters again. It will never come, thou. And their masters join them soon enough.
Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you will remember if we were good men or bad, why we fought, or why we died. No, all that matters is that two stood against many, that's what's important. Valor pleases you, Crom, so grant me one request, grant me REVENGE! And if you do not listen, then the hell with you!
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