Post#8 » Sat Mar 12, 2016 12:27 am
"Although I find the Wood Elves of Athel Loren even more fickle and untrustworthy than their brethren in Ulthuan, I shall attend this meeting as an honorable representative of the Dwarfs of Ekrund. The bleakness of our situation in the battle against the combined forces of Chaos, greenskins, and Dark Elves of Naggaroth gives us little room to question any who would join us in our fight for the preservation of the Old World itself.
Honorably Yours,
-Fnordi Coppereye of the 3rd Bitterstone Thunderers"
"And bleak it surely is," thought the engineer as he signed the missive, "for a dwarf to meet with an elf of those accursed woods as an ally in time of war." His mind flashed to the many grudges recorded within that sylvan fortress of fey magics; trade caravans ambushed, rangers slain by unseen hands, entire families disappeared without a trace. Yet all such travesties were well-recorded, and one day would be settled.
Today however, was not the day for this particular brand of vengeance.
"May my ancestors forgive me." he muttered as he dropped the sealed envelope in the post box.
Impromptu roleplay event? I'm in!
Doutin Tomasson, Runepriest - Bitterstone Thunderers
Tomservo Rowsdower, Engineer
Roi, KotBS
Eks, Zealot
20:00 is 8 sharp for me 
