» Wed May 02, 2012 1:20 pm
[A dragon in the sky, thundering to the ground: enormous, looming, its hide like dull rubies webbed in hoar frost: massive-mawed, its bared teeth like etched ivory scythes, row upon row in shear-pointed choir. Its flailing crimson tongue whips out these words.]
You're both [censored] boring as [censored], so shut up 'cause NOW I AM TALKING. And I'm going to KEEP talking until that delectable little Elk gets back and then I'll pause for lunch, sos se fehkey sadon, FEL JOT TOOR! Because NEITHER of you understands the BLOOD, because neither of YOU were there for the CONQUERING. I was there; I flew in the Red Legion, in the World-Eater's phalanx; I dove by his side, cackling flames and fury onto the squirming mountain grubs, melting the thousand Fractal Palaces down around their pointed ears into a satisfying frost-molten morass. I may have begun as a pale wyrm nestling by the Father's pounding heart, but I GREW STRONG in the taazokan! It was I who led the furies in the Polyp Purification, I who devoured the treacherous tonal talkers and strained their peace-poison through my fangs, MY breath that scourged the land where the fahliilod mustered their ice-manes, scourged it so completely that it suppurates even unto this consecutive Hour. I saw the growing arrogance and madness of our attendant worms; I rasped the words that roused the World-Eater; I sent him to Sovngarde to svck the sap from mortal souls!
TIID MORO MAAR! A GLORIOUS TIME! A time of BLOOD! Skulls snapping twixt teeth, oozing ichor and marrow, blood gushing like molten metal, rushing down the gullet, hot, man and mer, naako fahlillod jul, sosahqon denek ahrk staadnau felnax nazh ghar lakr ghrass harrrgghgghgh...
[The dragon trails off into unintelligible rumbles, its enormous maw snapping and frothing with acidic foam.]