Easy Feasting

[Raan'dul]

Isn't it nice when weak little Wiksik girls sleep at the entrances of caves? My club showed no mercy against her. Baby birch was an easy feast as I clubbed her to death, ate her flesh, beheaded her, then walked out of the cave as if nothing happened.

~Ruh'sil

[Neil Tathers]

Nice and Brutal Ruh'sil, you should stop by the Grotto, fun is going to happen there.

~Grunk the Pale.

[Calliope Grieve]

AHM NAM NAMZ!

[Anthor]

Isn't it nice when weak little Wiksik girls sleep at the entrances of caves? My club showed no mercy against her. Baby birch was an easy feast as I clubbed her to death, ate her flesh, beheaded her, then walked out of the cave as if nothing happened.

~Ruh'sil

Ruh'sil, you will pay for your abuse of Baby Birch. Prepare to be gutted with a rusty knife when I come across you next.

[Dani]

Isn't it nice when weak little Wiksik girls sleep at the entrances of caves? My club showed no mercy against her. Baby birch was an easy feast as I clubbed her to death, ate her flesh, beheaded her, then walked out of the cave as if nothing happened.

~Ruh'sil

Ruh'sil, you will pay for your abuse of Baby Birch. Prepare to be gutted with a rusty knife when I come across you next.

When people swear to hunt you down and kill you for your obscene crimes...that's the best form of applause.

[Raan'dul]

Ruh'sil, you will pay for your abuse of Baby Birch. Prepare to be gutted with a rusty knife when I come across you next.

Well Anthor, for such a generous offer I offer you this: when I kill you and take you skull, I shall keep your crown on your skull. Right where you think it belongs. Your flesh will fill my stomach and your skull will hang from my belt, right next to Baby Birch's.

Tell your people that if they sleep in the caves within the village of Rakmogak, they will become victims either to either a youngling or an elder. Mainlanders are not safe on our island.

~Ruh'sil

[Anthor]

I fear not one who prays on Little Red Ridinghood. Worry not Grandma, Anthor has the business end of a Heavy Sword with "Ruh'sil" written on it in Anarchist blood.

[Raan'dul]

Worry not Anthor, once I have entered your throne room my weapons shall end your life quickly. You, nor your knights, nor your weapons strike fear in my demonic eyes. I have the blessings of the Demon Gods, unlike you, mainlander. You kingdom shall become a battlefield.

~Ruh'sil