A small pub near Fludoscarr. Auto-translated

Argh, I'm an idiot :-(
I knew it. I thought it looked familiar.
Sorry, Anton :[

:D
hm.
And I wasn't complaining about the world right now :) I was actually sympathizing with the poor girl. And she genuinely believes she's beautiful and smart. She even wants to become a model. Well, that's the trend. She said something that confirmed it, like, "I have a jacket that costs 4k, does anyone else have one like that?".

Hmm... Heh. What else can I say?

Mmm... Heh. What else can I say?

WE NEED TO DISINTEGRATE ARANDOR AGRH!!!!!!!!!!!!

No way!)))) Only through my torture chamber! ;) Want a tour with a demonstration of the exhibits?))) I don't like disobedient children... :) I just want to rip out their guts and shove them down their throats!)):)

NAZG!!!! COME TO HAMACHI!! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR TWO DAYS!!:)))))) This was an accident.

Well, it’s not my fault that ICQ crashed.

No way! Only through my torture chamber! Want a tour with a demonstration of the exhibits?))) I don't like disobedient children... I just want to rip out their guts and shove them down their throats!)))

I agree.
Maybe we should announce a campaign against AntiArandor. We have a King, a Queen, paladins and warriors like me will join, and we'll go break, torture, and burn him.
:smile17:

As the emperor of this forum, I am making an official statement:
The user known as Arandor is not the king of the "floodscar," because the word "floodscar" itself signifies an ancient prophecy about a scar that engulfed everyone who betrayed Saint Magnus and plunged into oblivion, falling under the current of the road of time, and getting lost within it... "And their heads will fall, and they will bow before the one who died long ago, but managed to influence them, and the bride of the crawler is guilty in that she led everyone into the oblivion of this world, devouring and destroying it from within..." - remnants of an ancient manuscript. Therefore, I do not recognize Arandor as king in this rank, as he opposes the official religion, and now let's return to more pressing matters....

Magnus, no one asked you :P
You yourself... self-proclaimed)) and I'm just chatting...
and I have a different religion... also, I'm in the Haven faction =)

P.S. Lock, it's okay))
P.P.S. Timi, don't worry about it.

carat is a universally accepted international unit created to measure precious stones.

Loken, why is the carat specifically used in the evaluation of precious stones?

Magnus, did anyone ask you? :P
You yourself... self-proclaimed)) and I'm just chatting...
and I have a different religion... also, I'm in the Haven faction =)

P.S. Lock, it's okay))
P.P.S. Timi, don't worry)

Yes, darkness will consume those who have strayed from the light, joining the darkness, and they will be turned to the benefit of the emperor's servants who abandoned them, and they will understand that they have lost their sanctity, and that they will not find peace in all their lives..., even after the final death granted by Ashai.

Uh... will it devour with a basin? A basin for washing clothes?
But don't the Dark Adepts wash their pants? No, they don't. They only wear old, filthy robes, torn boots with rusty buckles, and no underwear.
Besides, most of the cultists are mutated genetic freaks, or decaying, larvae-filled corpses.
And they all spend their free time reading the Devil's Books or performing sacrifices, comforting themselves with the thought of taking revenge on the whole world for the moral trauma they suffered in childhood. For example, when school bullies dunked their heads in the toilet.
The saddest thing is that all their attempts are futile.
Because in the end, one single hero (a peasant who took a hoe, whose parents were killed in childhood) will come and, with a couple of swings of a sword slightly corroded, will destroy the Hellish Stronghold. After listening to the treacherous plan of the Dark Adepts and delivering a pompous speech. I know, I learned it.
...
Oh, sorry. You're also an adept of the Necropolis.
Well, never mind. Consider me a barefoot wandering prophet who predicted the fate.

The saddest thing is that all their attempts are in vain.

Boo-hoo.

Damn, they're really getting on my nerves. I worship the Great Gluttonous Goose ((((((((((N_N) and the Management (Arandor, this isn't about you...).

and to the Management

And here I am. But there's no need to worship me) You should pray.

Actually, heh, why did I pop in here? I remembered! As Brack (who was given the title "Seer-of-Appearances" in our department) said, I was the Anti-Arandor (and no one was breathing down my neck!))). I have no claims against Arandor, which I wrote about, but my mission is accomplished, hehe, everyone got so worked up. Look, Timi completely lost it)))) He was talking so pompously about some emperor and a holy crusade (although the only emperor is me, and that's undeniable)), also, thank you to Siver (sounds like Liver))) but he didn't expose me, even though he knew. Overall, I'm satisfied, ^_^ nyaaa, ahem, I mean ((((((((((A_A)))))))))) Agrhhh! (This picture will haunt me in my nightmares)))))))))).
As a very caring person, I provide you with phrases that you will most likely use to respond, so you don't have to work hard and type (Remember my kindness!):
"What a bitch you are!" "I knew I was right!" "Why was I talking so pompously?" "I'll eat your brain!" "A 3-day ban is fair." "Alucard is my master!"
I think there's a phrase for everyone here, thank you for your attention.