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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Xaov" data-source="post: 2434488" data-attributes="member: 22820">Azaroth will stand up and start quietly walking inside the camp.  As if in combat, giving himself a whispered narration.The night was quiet, the stars were shining dimly up above.  I stood before the entrance to the demons den, *he holds his sword up to face Thundercats style* confident in my capabilities.  The foul beast had stolen my love and it was up to me to save her.  The minions of the creature had already fallen before me and only he remained.    Together with the power of my magic, the blade of my scimitar,  and the companionship of the all powerful Weasel Hastur we would storm his gates and come out victorious *holds sword up in the air*We'd strike quickley *thrusts sword in combat motions a couple of times*, strongly *slashes sword*, and save my queen from the grasp of the demon.  We'd rescue her and take her back to the surface, holding her in my arms.  Under the quiet glow of the stars we would hold each other.  The night would be made for us.   *hastur squeaks* ah thats true!  For the all powerful Hastur there would be a lifetime supply of food, and perhaps the companionship of a royal lady weasel.*hastur squeaks again*What do you say old boy?  Would that suffice?  *hastur squeaks again* *azaroth will chuckle to himself*.</blockquote>