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Frost Wyrm

Jun 1, 2012

Our ancestors were misled by a charlatan. They wrought unjust slaughter in her name, believing the hour of their destiny had arrived. For that they were punished. The gods sent the Dragon-Riders to vanquish them, to make they pay full measure for their sins.

They were cursed. But we, we are blessed. That destiny is here at last. He has come to us. Our time is nigh.

The blue wyrm watches.

Everyone has an enemy.
It's why God gave us baseball bats.

Well, he gave us trees, but we knew what He meant.


Screwed-up people settle fights through violence.
Screwed-up people start wars that could kill millions.

Normal people settle fights through cookies, cakes and pies.
Normal people are fat.