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Urgat Rip-Eye
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Reposted for Shackram /kiss
After a laborius translation, the note reads...
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Human.
We knows it does not know of us yet. But we have heard much about it. So many stories there are. So many rumours, and legends.
We is looking forward. Looking forward to finishing our training. Looking forward to sneaking to it’s home, and watching it.
Sometimes we sits, at night, and thinks, thinks how good it will be to finally see it in action, to see this legendary grace, and skill, to see it take the lives of those it wishes to leave it’s homeland. “It is poetry in motion…” – that was said about it once… we looks forward to reading it’s poetry… the poetry of death.
We looks forward to this, yes we does, and we looks forward to other things too.
The Urgat, it is like an uncle to the head clan.
It once hurt the Urgat… deeply. Still the Urgat bares the scar upon his throat. We admires the work, make no mistake, the wound is clean, and well delivered, we applaud such professionalism. But we loves the Urgat… and we must Hurt it back for that…
We will come… yes, when our training is finished, we will come.
We looks forward to hunting it in it’s home forest, and we looks forward to hurting it.
Then we will hurt it’s Allies…
Then we will hurt it’s friends…
And then…
It has a wife… or lover… we thinks…
She will hurt the most, Human. She will hurt for long, and a lot… we thinks we will enjoy finding out how human females work inside… they so different from us Kobold Females… we thinks her screams will be fun to hear.
We loves the Urgat.
And it will remember this, when we stands over it, axes in hand. And watches it fade into blackness.
We will find it, Prince of the shadowed Night, and we will bring sorrow to it’s life.
- Bannana Head, Servant Of Loki.
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After a laborius translation, the note reads...
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Human.
We knows it does not know of us yet. But we have heard much about it. So many stories there are. So many rumours, and legends.
We is looking forward. Looking forward to finishing our training. Looking forward to sneaking to it’s home, and watching it.
Sometimes we sits, at night, and thinks, thinks how good it will be to finally see it in action, to see this legendary grace, and skill, to see it take the lives of those it wishes to leave it’s homeland. “It is poetry in motion…” – that was said about it once… we looks forward to reading it’s poetry… the poetry of death.
We looks forward to this, yes we does, and we looks forward to other things too.
The Urgat, it is like an uncle to the head clan.
It once hurt the Urgat… deeply. Still the Urgat bares the scar upon his throat. We admires the work, make no mistake, the wound is clean, and well delivered, we applaud such professionalism. But we loves the Urgat… and we must Hurt it back for that…
We will come… yes, when our training is finished, we will come.
We looks forward to hunting it in it’s home forest, and we looks forward to hurting it.
Then we will hurt it’s Allies…
Then we will hurt it’s friends…
And then…
It has a wife… or lover… we thinks…
She will hurt the most, Human. She will hurt for long, and a lot… we thinks we will enjoy finding out how human females work inside… they so different from us Kobold Females… we thinks her screams will be fun to hear.
We loves the Urgat.
And it will remember this, when we stands over it, axes in hand. And watches it fade into blackness.
We will find it, Prince of the shadowed Night, and we will bring sorrow to it’s life.
- Bannana Head, Servant Of Loki.
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