DAY
ONE HUNDRED FORTY-NINE: It’s the beginning of a brand new day here in the horde. The sun is shining
and the birds are chirping, in fact the while scene is so picturesque.
I can’t help but feel that someone out there is planning on trying
to kill us. Odds are it’s the good guys. They’re like that.
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ONE HUNDRED FIFTY: Of course being the Dark Horde, and inherently evil, people are naturally inclined
to attack us, especially after that last stunt we pulled. Hee hee
hee... But I can’t help but feel our latest installation isn’t really
making things any easier for our PR people. |
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ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-ONE: Any good fortification, that’s expected to be done in a half-day, can’t be done
without sandbags! So here we go! I just hope Lahrs remembers not
to disturb the bag that the Earth Elemental sleeps in. Man can
he get irritable if he doesn’t get a month’s sleep in a sitting. |
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DAY
ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-TWO: Or course we’ve got some chemical weapons, it comes with having goblins. They
drool stuff that’s unsafe to be near. And while the Forces of Light
say they don’t, we no better than to trust people so trustworthy.
So we’ve begun our inoculation procedures... and how the hell do
I know how to spell inoculation? |
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DAY
ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-THREE: I’m starting to wonder if we have the worst luck with interns or if it’s the
interns that have the worst luck. Either way I feel sorry for that
poor girl... and Sevn of course, poor rocky bastard. |
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DAY
ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-FOUR: Of course the goblins are a great asset to us, but sometimes when the pressure’s
on we can get a little worried that they’re going to make something
that’ll kill half of us. And since there’s only half of us left
we decided to drug ‘em and snatch their plans before they got to
the blacksmiths. Still, I kinda wonder if this thing woulda worked. |