OOC: This is it! The long awaited match to decide who may continue using the Dogbert avatar. So if Kalanyr agrees to this fight, the loser has to choose another picture.
Gorm Twoface
It is early afternoon in this tiny village in the foothills of the Troll Mountains. The sky is blue, not a cloud can be seen and a gentle breeze comforts the weary traveller. But no birdsong can be heard, nor the voices of people. Suddenly, the dreadful silence that has descended on the settlement, is shattered by a booming voice:
"Bad man stole my doggie! Where is bad man? Gorm squash little people, crush houses! Give back my doggiebert!"
After a short pause, another voice, softer and more cultivated but no less menacing, can be heard:
"Please! Will the one named Kalanyr please step forward and hand over the dog. Otherwise, things will become unpleasant. I cannot hold him back much longer, I am afraid to say."
There is indeed a strange scene taking place here. A giant of a man, nearly 3 m tall and clad in what appears to be decaying animal furs, has appeared on the village's central square, leaning on a mighty club made from a single oak tree. His bluish skin and two heads identify him as a fearsome and dangerous ogre.
Currently, the heads are bickering with each other. The left one, whose face can hardly be seen under masses of tangled hair, growls angrily:
"Want back doggie!"
The other head, bald but sporting a carefully trimmed goatee, replies with a sour voice:
"Will you please shut up! This is SO embarassing! The scoundrel has surely left the area and taken your precious dog to I don't know where.
I tell you what: smash some roofs in and then we can go home."
Silence grows heavy again as the villagers hold their breath. Is there a champion to save them?
Gorm Twoface
It is early afternoon in this tiny village in the foothills of the Troll Mountains. The sky is blue, not a cloud can be seen and a gentle breeze comforts the weary traveller. But no birdsong can be heard, nor the voices of people. Suddenly, the dreadful silence that has descended on the settlement, is shattered by a booming voice:
"Bad man stole my doggie! Where is bad man? Gorm squash little people, crush houses! Give back my doggiebert!"
After a short pause, another voice, softer and more cultivated but no less menacing, can be heard:
"Please! Will the one named Kalanyr please step forward and hand over the dog. Otherwise, things will become unpleasant. I cannot hold him back much longer, I am afraid to say."
There is indeed a strange scene taking place here. A giant of a man, nearly 3 m tall and clad in what appears to be decaying animal furs, has appeared on the village's central square, leaning on a mighty club made from a single oak tree. His bluish skin and two heads identify him as a fearsome and dangerous ogre.
Currently, the heads are bickering with each other. The left one, whose face can hardly be seen under masses of tangled hair, growls angrily:
"Want back doggie!"
The other head, bald but sporting a carefully trimmed goatee, replies with a sour voice:
"Will you please shut up! This is SO embarassing! The scoundrel has surely left the area and taken your precious dog to I don't know where.
I tell you what: smash some roofs in and then we can go home."
Silence grows heavy again as the villagers hold their breath. Is there a champion to save them?
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So let's get started!
