The Dark Prevails
Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 12:10 pm
A tall Dreadlord smirks lightly as he is given the news from the groveling trolloc at his feet. 'Excellent,' he mutters.
Stepping around the disgusting animal, the Dreadlord paces the room. 'The Dark Lord will be pleased,' he can be heard muttering quietly to himself. His eyes shift back and forth across the room for a moment before he suddenly turns to the trolloc once more. 'What are you doing still here?' he shouts angrily, 'Get out!' And with that, he sends a blast of heat at the trolloc, leaving only the charred remains behind.
Congratulations to the trollocs involved in taking down the crazed Santa and his elves!
Stepping around the disgusting animal, the Dreadlord paces the room. 'The Dark Lord will be pleased,' he can be heard muttering quietly to himself. His eyes shift back and forth across the room for a moment before he suddenly turns to the trolloc once more. 'What are you doing still here?' he shouts angrily, 'Get out!' And with that, he sends a blast of heat at the trolloc, leaving only the charred remains behind.
Congratulations to the trollocs involved in taking down the crazed Santa and his elves!