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O'Doyle Rules
- Oct 2, 2007
- 150
- 2
- Wii Online Code
- 0000-0000-0000-0000
"Urg..." Storm grumbled as Satra burst in without knocking, AGAIN! He heard Nurgle growl at being called a dog. "Easy Nurgle," he said as he stood up, "This one is...friendly? Hm hm hm..."
He smiled and greeted Satra, "Would you care for some wine? Heh, the armies will not be moving in...yet... Good job so far, Morta, but we changed the plans, and we've succeeded. Ive had reports that Drosin and Conud have declared war on one another." He tossed a chunk of meat from the compartment to Nurgle.
"We have managed to make our enemies destroy eachother..." he chuckled. "Now, what else do you want, Satra?"
A grin crossed Satra's face, but quickly disappered as the animal began eating raw meat. It smelled horid. Satra spoke making sure to breath through her mouth, "Excellent, my men could use some rest anyway. Is there a place I can stay here? I think this would be a good place to watch our homemade war take place."
Meanwhile.....
Oric Halgern struggled on, slowing inching closer to the Conud border. All he could think about was his family. Sekhmet said he would kill them, and he needed to get to the capital of Drosin to find them. As king and queen his parents would be prime targets and his brother a high general in the army could also be in trouble. Even though Oric haden't spoken to them in years, they were family and he needed to help them and his country. It was time he fought as a Halgern, a prince of Drosin.