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springely said:
door the nine divines! What did u just say about me, u little skeeverbutt? I'll have u know I graduated top, boven of my class in the College of Winterhold, and I've been know to cast one hell of a fireball, and I have over 300 confirmed summons. I am trained in daedric warfare and I'm the swords master of the entire Imperial forces. u are nothing to me but just another target. I will make u beg to Akatosh as I bend u over like a common whelp, mark my words, on my oath as the Dovakin. u think u can come into my mind though this magic device and insult me? Think again,scum. As we speak I have every assassin and thief across all of Tamriel looking for your initial position so u better prepare for the storm atronach,you drauger. The storm atronach that wipes out the pathetic little husk u call your life. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill u in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my dragon shouts! Not only am I extensively trained in archery and horseback riding, but I have access to the entire congregation of the thieves guild, dark brotherhood, Mages college, and untold hordes of deadric warriors, and I will use every one of them to banish u to the plane of oblivion.. If only u could have had the clairvoyance to see what divine retribution your little "clever" runes were about to bring down upon you, maybe u would have held your tongue u dark skin. But u couldn't, u didn't, and now you're paying the price, u goddamn idiot. I will become the embodiment of Mehrunes Dagon, and open a portal to oblivion the likes of which u have never seen. You're fucking dead, milk-drinker.
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