While their slumbering Old Gods
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#51
Posté 21 décembre 2015 - 11:36
#52
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 12:55
awoke full of fiery hot
#53
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 01:19
rage, the light of their
#54
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 02:07
hearts burn them to cinders
#55
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 02:23
and fiery green light that
#56
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 05:45
shone between red and blue
#57
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 04:36
on an army of nugs
#58
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 04:42
destroying, synthesizing, or controlling them.
#59
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 05:30
Until they were left with
#60
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 05:38
The story so far (let me know if I missed something also unedited)
"Gray warden Carl went outside and raised his blade high Darkspawn rushed towards him yet The archdemon couldn't be found. High and low they looked over the cities and forests and then they couldn't spot the beast among the foul herd of Darkspawn in the midst of chaos and battlefield cries. Thus they charged the foul beasts in an open formation, their swords raised. The ground shook, the air stilled, as an Ogre leapt right toward Warden Carl's position, ready to slay the Warden, Carl jumped back to avoid the lethal blow of fists Successful he then began to run toward a steep hill Where his rouge Elf friend named Gary was watching porn which happened to a Desire Demon That then leaped towards the sword of Carl's already bloodied sword Alas the Warden could only see his friend being destroyed by An army of Blighted kittens and all other sorts of cute abbits,Dogs,turtles,and hares frolic admist half eaten corpses lined with gaatlok and lyrium that began to implode with What could only be described as a deadly combination of poisonous fumes that filled the air, killing Carl and turning the Darkspawn againist each other killed one another as the other Wardens readied for charge Only to see a mighty griffon flag waving overhead, symbolising what it means to be people who go around riding Giant Birds that don't exist when they could be riding Mighty Nugs at the size of tiny kittens only then their trusted snoufleurs would grieve While their slumbering Old Gods awoke full of fiery hot rage, the light of their hearts burn them to cinders and fiery green light that shone between red and blue on an army of nugs destroying, synthesizing, or controlling them. Until they were left with"
- Nimlowyn aime ceci
#61
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 07:39
the coming of the Harts
#62
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 08:21
Which Filled the Elves With
#63
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 08:34
confusion because the Dread Wolf
#64
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 09:22
#65
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 09:24
and had a woman besides
#66
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:13
whose staff gleamed like the
#67
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:14
dark jewels, her stance was
#68
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:25
Unique yet she dared not
#69
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:28
rock the boat too much
#70
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:35
lest the mighty Harts be
#71
Posté 22 décembre 2015 - 10:42
lured into the darkest depth
#72
Posté 23 décembre 2015 - 02:56
of the Tellari Swamps, and
#73
Posté 23 décembre 2015 - 05:45
a High Dragon of great
#74
Posté 23 décembre 2015 - 08:23
claws and teeth would surely
#75
Posté 23 décembre 2015 - 08:32
gnash them hoof and bone.





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