"I don't know how I just trampled him but Eulaliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaa!"*
"don't worry To'mec, I'll get you out of those shackles."
"don't worry about me your in enough trouble all ready."
"what do you mean?"
"good snake hounds. just pin him down WILE I BRAIN HIM WITH MY HAMMER!"
DUZ!DUZ! DUZ!
*(sry again Brian Jacques)

"WHAT THE HECK ARE THOSE THINGS?"
"less talk more helping,Grul.It's like fighting a hydra with this guy!"
"so that's what a clank is..............AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
"I get facecutter good this time. I.... masther calls with red stone, mus go to masther."
"EVERY ONE OUT! I KNOW A SHORT CUT TO THE EXIT!"
"EVERY ONE MOVE! IN TO THE TUNNEL!"

"scatter!they're to powerful for us troggs!"
"the wind comes you foolish mortans!"
"you humans are the fools to side with demons and dragons
"almost free..."
"release the clanks!"
"RUN ZORAY! RUN FOR ALL YOU'RE WORTH!GET AWAY FROM HERE!"
"what are clanks?"

"kill them!"
"yyyaaagggghhh!"
"Grayflame! Grayflame! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"oo look. gnomes."
"kill the white one!"








Clink
"hey! the chain came off! if only I could reach the other..."
"ssssslist!"

"yes, and it's due time your life ended n oooooooowwwwwwwww! intruders! get them!"










"good shot."
"thank you. now give them a clan cry friend."
"Eulaliiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"*



*(sry Brian Jacques)

"all salute for the coming of our lord master!"
"now look at Zoray, To'mec. look in to her big, watery eyes. now try to imagine her living happily with you dead. now say the words that make such an image so non credible."
"that she'll be a slave to you."
"not those words To'mec, the bed time story words that every mortan has heard from scrolls that have been passed down through count less generations."
"I love her....................."

"not only have I seen fit for this mortan to die for my own personal reasons, but he has also mocked the Great Shadow!"
"hiss! hissk!"
"boo! boo!"
"oh no! she's awake again!"
"DARKETH! what happened to the mortan I knew?! the one who danced, who laughed, who cared and loved the helpless?!!"
"he is no more! and forget lifting those weights, there's enough pewter in them to sink a boat."
"DARKETTTHHH!!!!!!!!"

"sixteensoldierswenttodie."
tak tak
"tobindourmasterbeneaththesky."
tak tak
"fifteenmorehavediedsofar."
tak tak
"toreleasethedarkeststar."
"WE ARE HERE TO WITNESS OUR LORD BEING RELEASED TO THE WORLD AS AN AVATAR!"
"RRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
"ALL THOUGH IT MAY NOT BE THE REAL THING, IT'S THE BEST WE CAN GET SO FAR!"
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

"good mourning To'mec."
"oooowwwww. what happened to my head this time?"
"one of the troglodyte's clubs fell on you."
"by the time I out of here I'll be nothing but a great lump of scar tissue."
"I'm glad you can still share a joke."
"why can't I move my arms?"
"dimensional shackles. if you tried to force them off, it would take a Hundred years and more to do so."
"now comes the sacrifice."
"yes. I was hoping to drug you so you wouldn't feel any thing, but currently were out of forkroot and trollpoppy ."
"splendid."

"Darketh."
"what is it Highstream?"
"the male is ready."
"OK EVERY ONE, GET THOSE SCONES LIT, PUT A FIRE IN THAT GOBLET, WIPE THAT ALTAR TOP TO BOTTOM AGAIN, AND WHERE'S THAT INCENSE?"
"I'll find the imps."
"wile you're at it find some chanters!"
"should I find a weapon for the Great Shadow?"
"not right now.BUT WHERE ARE THOSE INSTRUMENTS? AND WHERE'S THAT DRUM FROM LAST YEAR? "
"on it chief."

"WHERE IS TO'MEC?!!!!"
"she'ss awake again."
"she woke up about five minutes ago, When you should have been here!"
"I all ready on it."
"what are you doing?!"
"probing in ssome nerv..."
"get your lips away from me!"
"hold sstill! I might acccidently drain you by!"
"fat chance scumfaced son of a..."
"here'ss the nerve."
"what are you..."
*poke*
"asleep standing?"
"yesss. and she should work perfectly for your experiment. she might even survive."

"you can take him to the troglodytes and have them prepare him and the altar and tell Shadowblade to inspect the female, I he isn't fit to suck her blood I guess I can just use a sand leech."
"wait your letting the troggs take care of the preparations? what if the accidentally kill him?"
"you said that the female would work also, so I guess I could always wait for another specimen."
"I hate to say this but your actually wittier than me. I'll make sure the Shadow gives you stronger ranking authority position."
"thank you Shanshaz."

"tsk tsk tsk. really Darketh, do you have to pummel the captives every time with one of you toy? I sure the Shadow would have proffered them with out the bruises."
"ah... To'mec this is Shanshaz, the wind of blades. remember this face, it may be the last one to ever show interest in you."
"Darketh, the Shadow says that either are suitable for the sacrifice. who will you spare?"
"this one would be most suitable to sacrificed as the greatest problem. I have an experiment that would be perfect for the female."
"what happened to the intelligent mortan who knew names."
"I see your reason Darketh. he's quite a nuisance."

"DO NOT MOCK ME BLACKSMITH! I HOLD YOUR LIFE IN MY HANDS AND I KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT WORSE!"
"what in the name of all things spiritual did you do to Zoray?!"
"I told you, she is asleep."
"you killed her, chained like an animal?"
"probable wore her self out struggling to loosen them."

"and this is the altar room. so far we've sacrificed all the men we've captured but we still need another warrior to free the Great Shadow. And I had this altar cleaned, just for you."
"are you looking into the poultry business?"
"what gave you the idea?"
"you have a giant egg next to the altar."
"that my friend is the last snow drake egg, the Shadow is the last one who can hatch it."
"so you've been worshiping a girl all this time scabface?"

"this is the armory old friend."
"lord it is good to see you."
"see, I told you that they were the guys from last time. pay up."
"hey! I thought that the guys helping the demon were eaten after the battle."
"you're the ugly troglodytes from the dessert skirmish."
"that's right."
"ugly as ever I see."
"shad up! the mountain nymphs like my face."
"that's 'cause it's not a rock."
"you cut that out!"
"I see you were kind enough to keep our equipment all in one place."
"I was hoping to keep your sickle as a trophy but then again, you're not dead yet."

"this is the forge room where most of the metal things we need are made by imps."
"don't the imps get uncomfortable with all the heat?"
"they love the heat. they would work all day if they were around heat."
"what's with the humans?"
"oh them? they're some men sent by one of the dragons who await the awakening of the Great Shadow.I'm personally surprised how well you've taken being bound"
"chains bind the flesh not the soul. where is Zoray?"
"she's fine, probably sleeping now."

"what happened to your face?"
"titian's blood acts two ways. one, it could give one strange powers or it could just give you acid burns."
"ouch."
"quite so. as you can see we are in the machine room. there are only two machines that are not kept here. both are clanks."
"one is that death hour kind right?"
"for emergencies yes."

"uuuuuggggggnn. where am I? and what happened to my head?"
"To'mec, it's me, Darketh. I gave you a nasty lump this morning."
"I see that you're still conversing with demons."
"this is Gariggon, steward of the Great Shadow."
"that's a mighty fine pitchfork you got there partner"
"I can do a lot more than lift hay with this."
"what really is fascinating is your resistance to direct arcane assault."
"in other words you're saying I'm immune to magic."
"yes I really should look into it. but since that would be cruel too do to experiment on an old friend, I'll just give you a tour."

"what family tradition?"
"to become some infamous bandit, rouge, thief, take your pick. but now, look at what I have. standards, weapons, shrunken heads, money, rods of healing, rods of decay, orbs of seeing, silver dragon heads, servants, power, and favor among the greater demons."
"but all of this came from others' lives!and where's To'mec?!"
"calm down, he's all right for now."
"what do you have in store for him?!"
"Shadowblade, get those troggs. and tell them to properly chain her in the altar room."

"yes, that is me. a warrior who lost his blade when you and To'mec took them after you thought me dead. now I can never wield a sword again."
"how could have we known you still lived when you were crushed by the titian."
"I now wield this knife as my trade mark and bear this scar of that titian's blood as my inspirer of fear."
"can't you just go back to your shop?"
"how many people do you think would believe I was a honest mortan with this scar? no, I must live up to my family name which I had hoped on breaking such tradition."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! WHO'S BED IS THIS!!!!!!"
"come now at one time such a plush thing would have made you all giddy."
"WHO THE NAME OF ALL THINGS DEMONIC ARE YOU?!!!"
"I'm I truly forgotten so easily? here's a clue, my last name is Greyflame. what am I saying! I never told you my last name before."
"then who are you?!"
"my family motto was ' A warrior who lost his sword can not regain it or touch it again'."
"Darketh?"

LATER...
"that's every thing."
"ok. how many casualties?"
"Crabjaw got a big cut on his face and the others dead."
"who were the others?"
"Slas the scale hound and Gnu'tero."
"my apprentice? what a shame, he showed some true talent. and the captives?"
"the female's in the overseer chamber."
"how hard did you...?"
"she should be out for at least a hour."
"how long has it been?"
"oooooooo crap."

THUNK!
"TO'MEC!"
"GET HER!"
CLINK
"WHAT THE-!"
THUD!
"DUDE, DID YOU KILL HER?"
"OF COURSE I DIDN'T, IDIOT! she's still breathing."
"will you two shut up! and pick up the weapons."
"Greenscar, I grabbed them for bit but they blood blind me."
"I'll see if I can get you a proper pair of claws. all those hands ever did was get in your way."
"thanks youz."

"hurry up Zoray! we have to sneak in before those reinforcements come!"
"just a sec, I'm just getting my weapons."
"Blood and bloody ashes! a lot of good they'll do against eighteen fire breathing scalebags!"
"I GLAD WHEN YOU GET CAUGHT BY GREENSCAR! GREENSCAR MAKE YOU SCREAM TO 'ELLGATES UFOR PUTING YOUEZ ON TALLSTONE! OTHERS SCREAM LONG AS THREE MOONFACES AT LONGERS. I ASK HIM TO MAKE YOU SCREAM FAR LONGER!"

(WARNING! do to boyish show of bloody aggression, I am not showing this action scene.)

"AAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHH! YOU SLASHES AND LASH ME WITH BLUE BLADE!!! IT HERTS!!!"
"I've got my weapons back. how's that scalebag coming along?"
"the stupid blade is stuck."
"I'M COMING DOWN THERE AND IF THIS IS ABOUT A SUCCUMBUS, I WILL MAKE SURE THAT NONE OF YOU SEE ONE OF THEIR PALE HIDES AGAIN!!!"

"ARE YOU GUYS FIGHTING OVER SUCCUBUSSES AGAIN? IF I HAVE TO COME DOWN THERE AGAIN, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER SEE ANOTHER DEMONESS EVER AGAIN!"
"Zoray, are you ok?"
"hey, this good. they drop hot box."
"yes but what are these strange, fragile things?"
"fragile this, crab guts!"

tak a-tak a-tak a-tak
SLICE!
PARRY!
STAB!
"CCCCRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHH!"
PUPH!
"eep"
"when you get to the Abyss, tell your friends that To'mec Wavehammer sent you."
*choking rasp*"I thinks it to soon to say that"

"Intruders!"
"Demons!"
"bloood!fresh blood!"
"geet them slas!"
"RRRAAAAAHHHH!"
SWOOSH!
THANGE!
"tak a-tak a-tak a-tak
"you will make fine eats when you lose farmer."
"I may have a sikkle but I'm not a farmer!''

eight days later...

"so this is the hall."
"the wall says it's called 'Serrokall'."
"O K then, let's just get in, cleave a few heads and get out with our bloody souls intact."
"how many demons do you think could have driven a clan out of its home?"
"Grul said that they were accompanied by dragons and it sounded like the dragons left the demons so I'd say a bear minimum of a score and...wait, i see some thing in the shadows."

"O K, go for the stone halls, stay away from the southern slopes, got it. I 'll get the speed-meks ready."
"out of the question. if you take those things out there they'll freeze up in less than 8 minutes. you'll have to walk."
"I just want this trip to be over so let's go already."
"no, you'll need a heat box first, lily walker."
"are you going to let us go or not?!"