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[Timeless Bob]

Epic

[CaptainLambcake]

i miss the normal story, i don't like videos

[msda coop]

episode 6 with subs. sorry for delaying.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CmtUYOVaLE

[Broken]

I just came back after not following this in a long time. I just wanted to say that Ep. 5 is awesome.

[Timeless Bob]

"Prepare the nets" he says?  I think he is preparing to capture clowns.  So: the question is: What can be done with captive clowns?

[msda coop]

episode 7 with subs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJyPySkLHqE

[CountAlex]

I was disattracted from translating new posts since they were posted by CoOP himself. However, our magnificient GM made pictured versions of videos so I post translation in this post.
Moreover, new thread started in the usual manner - text and pics. I will catch up plotline with translations pretty soon I hope.
Enjoy.
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Inside, it was too dangerous and you decided to retreat, taking captive. Along the way Sinsot shared what he knew about the layout of the fortress. There was a large central grotto, there's always shining... some crystal. Corridors from the grotto lead to the bedrooms, where they all were turned on the first night. Much remained a mystery, so should better not hurry. But at the exit another werewolf was waiting for you. Shadow betrayed it.
- Look, - you whispered to Borik and prepared to fight.
But then a shadow slowly diminished and went out to meet you...
- Hahaaa, - you screamed happily, - ythat's our goose!
It grunted happily when you pick it up. Funny, it was not even close to full moon. You have settled down for the night. Tiyng goose did not make sense, since it was not trying to escape anyway. And if it would turn, then ropes wouldn't stop it anyawy.
You left guarding while the others were sleeping.

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wait until morning to interrogate goose blah blah.



The morning came. Dawn woke Borik and he went to wash. You interrogated goose for second hour:
- But I think you're not telling me. We sitting here one and a half hour, and you all you do - twist tail. Again. Did you see what happened that night?
But the goose just was tossing and blinking.
- Keep upseting me, and I'll beat you again! What kind of crystal is in the central grotto?
Borik splashed water on Sinsot face to wake up. He cringed in fright. Apparently he still thought that spoonfighter and Spearman are robbers.
Two elves suddenly appeared from the reeds.
- Likot! - there was a shout, - Hey, it's me! - Ivety waved her hand.
They approached and immediately ran into questions.
- We did not go inside - elfess answered - Scouts went down, shouted, knocked. But there was no reply. Wagons stood here for a week and departed recently. And I felt like that you will appear. Others went to the next town, but I decided to wait a little longer. And lo!
- So you don't know?
- No. About what?
You and Borik exchanged glances.

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- Werebeasts? - Elves looked at each other - I'm glad we didn't go not there in this case.
Warrior noticed confusion in your eyes and decided to introduce myself:
- I Obi Uliridi, friend of Ivety - elf spoke with a noticeable accent. Apparently he rarely ever speak to the common.
- Just friend, - she hastened to emphasize.
You do not remember me, of course, but you saved my life in that battle with capes. Your wagon rushed past just at the moment when I was on the verge of death. And for that I owe you, - he bowed.
- Speaking of capes - you picked - Four were looking for your caravan not far from Lodthakomage. I managed to kill two.
- Well, with the other two, our caravan will cope if their paths will meet. But why would you risk your reputation?
- Likot is a hero, - Ivety entered, - I told Obi about you, about what feelings I experience ... Few people understand me, this is usually not a problem in our society, I mean elves, dwarves - what's the difference, right? But all disapprove my choice because of the fact ...
- Your father Muya, - you abruptly interrupted.
- What?
- Is he an alchemist? Will he cure the werebeast from adversity?
- I do not know. It's not a disease, it is a curse imposed by the deity. And against such things alchemy is powerless.
- Shorast controlled transformations of werebeast with his medications.
Obi interested in:
- That would be great to get his recipe.
- But for that ... will have come down. We must either act very secretive, or gather a group of elves and take the fortress by storm.
- Caravan went away. But even if we catch up with them, no one will take the risk for the sake of a dwarf. I owe you my life, but I do not want to die for rather dubious goal. So I am up to the most secretive option. only warriors Will go. Infected stay here.
- Sinsot we can take as a human shield.
- I do not think that such a shield will stop werebeast. And obviously Shorast doesn't care who will replace Sinsot. He will capture us four and make the same werebeasts.
- Yeah ... Okay, let's go four.
Leaving goose watch Sinsot, you led the rest of in the bowels of the fortress. All were walkingg silently, not breaking the silence of the halls. Closer to the central grotto picks knockings became audible. The sound was coming from below, from a shaft of long spiral staircase. You went down and found working there werewolves, goaded by none other than Shorast! He stood on some like podium in witchcraft mantle.
- Come on! - He commanded his subordinates - A little more!
It was clear that he is preparing for something that is about to happen.
- Prepare the nets!

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With gestures you explained what satellites should do. Borik ran to find chambers of Shorast to find the recipes out there. Obi had to steal nets mentioned by Shorast, thereby disrupting his plans, and Ivety ... has simply not to interfere. You took off backpack and started to sneak Shorastu. The plan was to divert, steal nets, knock out and run away ... something like that. However since all understood everything and began to act, then you did everything right.
Shorast have not noticed how you sneaked and turned around only at the very end, but you immediately pretended to be autistic:
- Hey Shorast! Neal and I found Tok!
Shorast confused, as you hoped it. Uliridi at this time was already near the nets, but werebeast smelled him and plan failed. Elf was attacked and Shorast saw through your game. Nothing left but to knock him with Angryspoon and change in his clothes. So you did, dropping down Kurelgeshak. Werethings already broke elf's bones, and you, imitating the voice of Shorast, barked loudly: "Get him!"
One of the werebeasts jumped to Shorast and bit off his head ... precisely was going bite off, but at the last moment sniffed and realized that it is a fraud. As a result, Shorast unleashed all werebeasts on you.
Everything was bad.
Head filled with fog.
You have a poor aware of what is happening.
World consisted of nothing but malice and subordination.
Crystal in the cellsdfgdfg hfghh spogggn.
Adsfdg jhhfgh dfgdfgfdg kleevsc.
:? "6olvy (№ *? _! Tsfuk

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You suddenly came to your senses.
- Welcome back. - A familiar voice rang out suddenly, - How do you feel?
You turned. That was Ivety. Fog was slowly leaving his head.
- I. .. what year?
You lay in the tent. On the grass. And judging by the sound -it's raining. So you were on the surface.
- Same. Since the bite a couple of months passed. How many fingers do you see? - She held out her hand.
- Four.
- Nothing, it's because of the potions. Soon shall pass.
- Ivety ... am I naked?
Suddenly another voice sounded:
- And for quite some time, Mr. dwarf - You turned the other way - I am Muya Forivara, if you remember. Apparently my alchemy helps you.
This was indeed the father of Ivety. You have decided to continue the dialogue in the rational line:
- Now what? I'm one of them? Forever?
- It's not clear. I know only one thing - using the potions status can be supressed. I made ​​the reserve due to recipe from your friend. Will go check on him.
Satisfied in good health of ward, Muya stood and left the tent, leaving you with Ivety.

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Muya tactfully left the tent, leaving you alone with Ivety.
- Am I in your grove? - You ask.
- No. We camped near the entrance to the fortress of Shorast. In fact - in the same place where we met.
- But how? ...
- Did I drag elves here? - Ivety giggled - Well, yes, it was tough, it would seem. But then I was lucky with my father. He always preached the idea that we have to live exciting, interesting. Seize any situation that fate presents us, be light on our feet and not rot, warming home place. So when I told him about what had happened, he immediately ordered to equip the group. He even decided to join, as you can see.
- Is Borik alive?
- Well, yes. He gave Shorast recipes to father.
- And your ... how is ... Obi?
Ivety sighed:
- Alive. Too. All alive, in general. Much time was spent on catching, but now we have all. You were the most nimble, so we waited to conclusions. Waited until you yourself make a decision what to do. Still, it's your fellow.
- Are you talking about who exactly?
- About all. Meng, Anil Bidok, Kanzud, goblin Ostoks ... Well, Shorast.
- You took Shorast?
- This was the easiest.
- And who are those? Bidok and ...
- Kanzud. Three of them counting Sinsot joined the campaign in Lodthakomag. Alas, we have not seen Sinsot, as well as goose since then.
- Wait a minute. There also was Bomel with us.
- None like that. And nobody else inside. Should Shorast ask about this.
- I'll go find out.
You jerked to stand up, but Ivety gently tucked you back:
- Wait, Likot, do not hurry. Wwe are rich with time. And the rain falls outside - she started lower her robe a little, - We won't be disturbed ...

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DISCLAIMER

Next post is undoubtly inappropriate for Bay12 forum and (probably) not really matter for plot, so I only give you a link to it in translation thread. You've been warned.
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[NAV]

Likot's back 
The videos were cool, but I understand the change back to pictures, and i don't really mind.

[CountAlex]

Now even more. Really special kind of fun to translate it in one run. I hope you enjoy it, guys.
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There was no point in denying that it was fucking with elfess badly affected your state of health. Ie not the fact of sex but that it was with elf. You would be less disgusted to eat crap from pick of Miner Republic mason and only one thought comforted you - it was a strategic necessity. Hardly you correctly understood the meaning of the word ... shorter, YOU HAD TO.
You generously puked on bush near tents with some gall and went to look for Borik ... or Shorast. Anyone who can give answers. In the first tent, where you looked at Shorast was tied to crosspiece.
- Well, the enslavement of the world came fiasco? - You came up.
- Enslavement? I am a scientist, not a villain.
- Yes, yes ... All these shifters, nets... and ... wait, there was something else ... what else? Oh yeah - SHAFT directly into SHINING HALLS! You wanted to release demons into the world and subdue them with your witchcraft!
- Have you ever seen a demon? It is 150 times bigger than you. Subdue such a creature is impossible in any way. I'm not an idiot! All I'm interested in the Halls, are insects and bats ... if you can call them that. I extracted from them essences for my potions. These ingredients can't be obtained any other way.
- Do potions worth such a risk? What if demons break out?
- No risk. Raw adamantine for a demon is like a silver for a werewolf, if not worse. And our corridors are too narrow for such a whopper. I mean real demon, not some giant larva with tentacles dotted with spines. Only the least hazardous ultradeep representatives can penetrate through our small hole.
- And what are these potions those that need so rare ingredients?
- What do you think ... potion of healing from all known diseases? Or potion of longevity, for example?
- Immortality?
- If you have regular access to such ingredients, it is.
- For how long do you walk under the ground?
- Only two times more than should.
- Kurel told me ...
- Kurel? How much as he is obsessed with his envy ... even after death ... We were political rivals with him both wooed King Ubur. Kurel Amuragak always played dirty and when he managed to insinuate himself into my confidence ... he learned that I had an affair with the queen ... lovely Lisat Saramdal. He persuaded me to poison the king. So I did, and he announced the creation of the Miner Republic, and began to blackmail me and the queen the fact that he will reveal our secret and, using anarchy, strengthened his political position. Not to say that it is our affair with Lisat ruined Assarotung, our love was only an instrument in his hands. In a rage, I threw at him one of my potions ... after which he was seen dead in an underground river, covered with sores ... I killed him. But the spirit remained ghostwalker. Lisat just was gathering expedition to develop adamantine vein, when there was a coup. We urgently had to flee from the Mountain Home, joining a handful of idlers.In order to escape Of Queen went unnoticed, we pulled her breasts with adamantine corset, shaved her eyebrows ... and hair, disguised as a man.
- Bommel?
- Yes ...
- Where is he... she right now ...?
- In safety. She's fine. And I want to be so in the future.

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- Okay, your potions work. But I have a question here - what if you add them in the soap? Effect will remain?
- If you eat soap, it is possible.
- Why eat?
- Because the potion works from the inside, entering the stomach and spread throughout the body. Soap is only washes skin, substances do not penetrate inside. And getting them into as part of the soap - I'm not even sure what the effect will be the same. Composition of potion is already different in this case.
Borik came In the tent:
- Hey, what are you mumbling here? Hi, Likot. Nice to see you on feet.
- Speaking of this. Why was it necessary to do all werebeasts?
- Well, maybe I made ​​a blunder here. After all that it was too tough to develop new fortress. Because we are "nobles"... not accustomed to work. So we with Lisat decided to make this sacrifice and make our six satellites ... faithful servants who do not know fatigue.
Borik snorted:
- That's why the nobles are hated! Bastards!
- Simpleton from the lower strata do not understand the highborn or those in power. Sorry for the harsh words, but you are in the long run dirt, consumables. Due to you we exist. You bend back, shed sweat, digging in the mines, and we seat on your humps, ordering what you do. That's the way this world works. Always has been and always will be.
You slammed Shorast at liver. Borik was calm:
- If I were in your place, I tried not to irritate those from whom I can get in the mug.
- I did everything right. The Queen has approved the plan. And her lieges served to their queen as they must. Renegades, idlers, bunglers and loafers. Handful of shiftless dwarves who were kicked out of Assarotung because they are social ballast. If I didn't pay attention - all would starve by now! That's up to you - if I did right saving everyone's life, even in immoral way?

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Meanwhile in the Mountain Home Akrulaban:

In the courtyard of the fortress life seethed. Elven caravan left ten days ago, but the trade depot still was littered with boxes of cloth and trees. Eared were jarred to saw them into logs or clear of leaves, so they brought "uneviscerated corpses" and gave them with such mugs ... However, in their words, it was better than the barbaric cutting dwarven horseleeches.
Mayor was standing in the middle of the yard and urged haulers:
- Rakust! Carp on your ass! This stock is not for rags! Do not know how to read? There's even picture, you idiot!
- Dodok! Put a baby, then take a log! Arrrscrew you, do what you want ... silly woman ...
Marksman from the tower caught sight of dwarf trudging through the field.
- Migrants have arrived!
Mayor scratched his head and went to the drawbridge. Migrant was approaching same bridge. He was alone. Strange, usually come in group. And what a strange outfit? Striped one...
The dwarf was ready to step onto the bridge as it suddenly rose right in front of him. The mayor raised his brows. Bridge lowered again. Dwarf leaned forward, the bridge rose again. The mayor turned menacingly glanced at the guard in the lever. Thу guard straightened himself and turned to the lever. Little boy with a smile from ear to ear was pulling the lever back and forth. The soldier slapped him.
Finally bridge dropped and dwarf entered. His beard was short, dark hairs. And he was naked, tied with a rope. Behind was a goose.
Mayor motioned him over. Guards crowded around.
I Sinsot Fernokzam of Lodthakomage - timidly spoke guest - came in search of a better life.
- And I Iteberal Iden. The local mayor.
- Mayor vampire ... - Put one of the soldiers.
- Mayor vampire - Iden rolled his eyes.
- Well ... me too, the trouble happened ... - Sinsot glanced custody gathered around and swallowed nervously - I've been robbed.
- Well, we have spare clothes - Iteberal by pulling knife, freed freshman from the shackles of rope - we assign goose to other birds, okay?
- Yes ... - Sinsot nodded.
Mayor took his arm and led him through the moving aside soldiers to the entrance to the fortress - Welcome to Akrulaban. What can you do?
Sinsot suddenly felt strange ...
- I. .. I have ... do something right now ... Wait a minute ... - He darted from side to side.
- You have to get dressed, I know. There I lead.
- No ... not that ... - In the eyes Sinsota the flame of obsession began to flare - Where are your workshops? I urgently ... need... where ...
Mayor sighed:
- What workshop do you need?
- I do not know ... Crafts... ... no ... Forge! - hands quivered impatiently.
- Let's gooo, I will guide you to the smithy.
- Yes ...
Iden took you inside.
- What materials do you need?

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Few days later.

Sinsot Fernokzam, metal crafter, created Latongazot "The Mythical Laziness" diorite throne. All craftsdwarfship is of the highest quality. It is encircled with bands of bronze. It looses encrusted with round-cut clear glass, decorated with llama leather. This object is decorated with hanging rings of alpaca bone and menaces with spikes of copper. On the item image of Likot Ubendeb, the dwarf-werebeast in bronze. Likot Ubendeb sits on Dongitestil, artifact bucket depicting Dongitestil, artifact bucket created by Bomul Sholil.
On the item image of Likot Ubendeb, the dwarf and Obi Uliridi, the elf. The warf commits depraved act with the elf.

You breathed triumphantly and even let a tear of joy, admiring his masterpiece. Feelings began to slowly come back and you feel hunger, thirst, shame for nakedness and great fatigue. It's good that no one died, or then you would break. It was time to start to settle down.

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After you cleaned up, showered, dressed in great clothes and fullfilled nutritional needs in the legendary dining with masterpiece stew, local manager Inod Tamolber showed your new room. It was quite spacious and seemed almost personal palace. It was located in a new residential area and some other rooms were still treating and furnishing with furniture, but your already had everything you need - a bed, chest and dresser, all of the finest quality. The walls and floor were covered with engravings from simply beautiful to masterpiece. All this was closed with good, strudy basalt door.
Find fault was not what. Even just a stroll through the local corridors cheered up. Statues and masterpieces on the walls all around. Road to the personal workshop to which you were ascribed, passed by nobles quarter. And what is interesting - their walls are covered with the same masterpieces as in your block! Well, maybe only do they have bigger rooms, but it did not matter much for you. A couple of days you freed from work, giving the opportunity to recover from everything that happened. "Mythic Laziness", by the way, took a fancy by the Mayor and he commanded to set artifact throne in his foster to offer to sit down to newly arrived diplomats. All dwarves you met who have heard about your srtifact greeted and praised.
Sense of self worth so you seized that gait became more graceful, and on your face appeared kinda touch of nobility. You gladly accept praises, showing restrained politeness in return. Finally you were visited with the idea that since you started a new life, then you may want to change the image, cause hairs get in your eyes all the time. Several options came to mind, but can be should simply smooth hair back, soaking with spit?
Manager found you at the end of the third day of idleness:
- Sinsot!
You graciously turned his eyes on him:
- Greetings, Inod Tomolber.
- Hey, yeah ... in short, a royal mandate ... here, keep paper. "Thus decree giving instructions ..." read more ...
You unfurled parchment:
- ... "To make 3 goblets of gold."
- Exactly. "Order given to Sinsot Fernokzam" - recorded. Here is another ... It is necessary to make a couple of chains, but it is not urgent. Just chains for wells in feedthrough places ... so I thought - let it be nice, huh? All right, come on, I should run ...

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The idea of ​​change in the image has not found particular response in your head and you decided not to change anything. But there was another idea - to make provocative goblets! Well, maybe not all but one for sure.
You went to work, simultaneously remembering recent events. More than two months you wandered aimlessly and only miraculously did not end up in some gang ambush or paws of nocturnal predators. Yes, in the past you had a decent stealth skill Lately you were a robber in Lodthakomage. Hence dexterity. So you were good in a fight, and owned some weapons. Not professionally, but good enough for a not really lucky adventurer.



It was also noteworthy that in the past two full moons neither you nor goose never turned , and hope in this way to get rid of entanglement was not justified. Apparently it was some kind of an unusual infection, involved on syndromes and potions of damn sorcerer.
Making 3 not really notable goblets (except that at the bottom of each anti-government slogans were engraved), you decided to learn about the phases of the moon and went into the courtyard. Before the full moon left less than a week. But you have virtually no doubt in the fact that nothing will happen.
Manager came again:
- Look, I'm ... this ... thought prettier, goblets come out I mean they are beautiful of course ... I mean ... like this ... "Ususual" or something. You just created such especial throne, so I thought that the same would be with goblets.
- In order was "3 goblets" and not "3 unusual goblets."
- Well, so it so, just ... Well now you're a legend, you know? From you all expect "unusual" defaultly. You have own workshop after all.
- Okay, I will take note.
- Well, - Tamolber found the right paper and said something there - Mandate ... Is completed.. Excellent. Now to other matters.
- More business?
- What do you think? You know how much I have orders here? works Botomless bag of . You're then in a special position, of course. No one is goung to exhaust you but you should rest either.
- I'm on break.
- Yes, I see. So tomorrow I'll give you a list of orders. Meanwhile rest.
Rustling papers, the manager went to the next ward.

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The next few days you were hiding from Tamolber, wandering a meeting in hall and other dining rooms. Special effect from provocative goblets has not happened. It is understandable - more than 250 snouts in the fort, and only 3 goblets. At a pace revolutionary winds begin to blow yet soon.
You have got a bunch of nodding acquaintances while pestered different dwarves with questions about the mayor and King. Overall feelings about the vampire were positive, since as a manager he was nice, and the fortress long ago moved to the "no migrants." Population and so was high (enough), and all newcomers were settled in a separate block, with a sly grin that was called "hunting grounds" of Iden Iteberal. Condition of his residence here was a complete bleeding of victims, no contagious bites and no witnesses. Mayor faithfully adhered to this agreement and had a fair share of honor among the people, given that he was once an ordinary dwarf-bookkeeper until vampire came with the another wave of migrants turned him into his own kind. Bloodsucker was drowned and Iteberal was given a second chance. Since then, 10 years have passed.
With regards to the king, there was all sad too... from the standpoint of the coup ... Udil Dodokod was adored by subjects, occupying the post of chief medical dwarf and the broker, and the free time spent in the fields. Monom Ledisan, his wife, was great engraver and often lost in the new excavations, polishing floors and walls in company of dozen other masters-engravers.
The fortress had exits to the caverns, as well as access to the magma. Adamantine, alas, has not yet been found, but the search took place. Digging up a lot of precious stones, which encrusted various goods for sale. Caravans were also major sources of cheese, meat, leather, fabric and wood. Drink mostly cooked from their own raw materials as well as steel.
Sometimes goblin thieves were caught in the fortress sometimes gangs came 10-30 heads, but all inevitably were crashing ... so far.
Meeting hall suddenly perked up and buzzed like a hive bees of disturbed. Briskly walked across the hall listening to King Dodokod walking after militia commander and manager.
- We need masons, and there is no free - Tamolber delved into papers - We have a big workload to mason shops, all cut blocks, carry stones ... I could release a few for a time ...
Militia commander was gloomy:
- A few here is not enough. We are still building a wall, enclosing an additional perimete, not ...
- That's what! - king stopped, - This is case of first importance and ALL free hands should be involved! This is not about skill. We need masons - then ALL in this room are masons! - He looked around about fifty present dwarves - Goblins are close! ... Huge beast seen in the mountains! ... Encourage you all to quit food and drink, to postpone resting. At this point we all are masons - and me, and the manager, and the commander, and every single one of you! We need this wall and the sooner the better! All heard me! Let's do it!

[CountAlex]

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The idea was to frame mayor was tempting, but before undertaking the implementation in you should "show up" on public works to gather more witnesses for an alibi.
King Dodokod urged all about three o'clock in the morning. You moved with the others to stockpiles and regularly hauled stone blocks on the scene until the morning, continually winking at all walking past to make remember you.
Morning fog covered all round with white shroud. Mountains were not seen.
Soon, however, there was a heavy sap ... And after the outlines of a large creature appeared.
Udil Dodokod with gestures told everyone to stop works and to calm down, each passed to next. Everyone froze.
Silence took over the courtyard.
Creature listened for some time, then approached for another couple of huge steps and stood, straightened up to his full height. It was a huge three-eyed moose with a regal bearing. His matted of dirt brown hairs were hanging with icicles. He chewed ice with a crunching, apparently got in a mountain lake nearby, so it was worth to beware of his frozen spittles...

[CountAlex]

One more.
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You decidedto get under the tail of megamoose at all costs . You were torn between the desire to take control over the monster, penetrating to his brain ... from afar ... and a desire to enter the annals of history as the first dwarf got into the butt of such beast.
Your stealth skills allowed you to sneak right up to the animal from behind. With surprise you noticed that elk had two tail and no gender signs. Obviously, it was the only one of its kind.

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You were almost ready to jump on its leg when moose noticed you and kicked so hard that you flew back over the wall, smashing into the approaching platoons of steel plated speardwarfes. Noise came a lot and it caught the attention of the beast. The last thing you remember is how it spat an ice rock at crossbowdwarf on the wall ...

[CaptainLambcake]

this continues to be my favorite story

[Timeless Bob]

...and it's moose! moose! I like a moose!
There's never been anything quite like a moose!
I've tried many women, my morals are loose!
But there's no one and nothing just quite like a moose...

[CaptainLambcake]

likot?

[Nya]

CoOP, are you alive?