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geert is dus even op vakantie

genoeg om over na te denken, enn

een batterijoplader in een bijna lege kamer (en een bijna leeg fototoestel)
kusjes!
geert (email) (link) - 15 07 05 - 23:17

The final dolmen of the Dark Moors is mysteriously missing,
believed removed thousands of years ago by troll war-bands as a trophy of battle…
Koen van Hees (email) (link) - 25 07 05 - 20:02

Convinced that their human students were ready to aid in the struggle, the elves left Strom and traveled north alongside the mighty armies of King Thoradin.

:o de stoere pats0rs
geert (email) (link) - 05 08 05 - 17:50

The war between the Imperium and the allied Vyrgothian Kingdoms had raged
for years. Beginning as minor disputes over border territories, the conflict
had swiftly escalated into a full-scale bloody war, a vast series of epic
campaigns, fervently perpetua ted by the Emperor Koord and the Over-King of
Vyrgothia, both eager to smite their traditional ancestral foes and to win
great glory and the adulation of their people by seizing victory in battle.
Recent months had seen the forces of the Imperium display a staggering degree
of tactical mastery and battle prowess, contemptuously crushing the Vyrgothian
armies in a series of great battles, ‘til at last, following the slaughterous
Rout of the Fields of Kai-Vorg, The Empire’s finest fighting force, the fame
d and far-feared Legion of the Ebon Tiger, stood unopposed not five day’s
march from mighty Gul-Kothoth, the greatest and most ancient fortress-city in
all the Vyrgothian kingdoms. The Legion of the Ebon Tiger could not easily
count their numerous and r esounding victories, and their commander, the
legendary warlord Baalthus Vane, made it clear to the Emperor that he was
eager to press on deep into the enemy’s lands and seize the prize which
awaited him; the siege and capture of ancient Gul-Kothoth! And yet the Emperor
Koord did not order the Legion to march, for disturbing information had of
late been relayed to him by his spies in the Vyrgothian Royal Court… Dire
rumours abounded that the Vyrgothian mages had at last discovered the ancient
arcane r ites which would unlock the aeons-fettered power of the dread
Obsidian Crown, a fearsome mystical artefact countless thousands of years old,
a black-jewelled circlet believed once to have been borne upon the immortal
brow of the legendary Shadow-King him self! And it was written in legend,
that should the ancient spells of might entwining the artefact be reawakened,
then incredible near limitless ruinous power would thus be bestowed upon any
army carrying the Crown into battle… Had the mages of Vyrgoth ia truly
ascertained the time-lost conjurations required to empower the Obsidian Crown,
hidden for centuries deep within the marble vaults of its ebon citadel? Eager
to know the truth, the Emperor dispatched his most powerful sorcerer across
the great In land Sea to the Court of the Over-King, under the pretence of
offering the terms for the Vyrgothian surrender. He was bade use all his
sorcerous skills to discover the truth… a truth soon made clear by the
disdainful refusal of the Imperium’s terms, an d the grimly fearsome message
given the sorcerer by Vyrgothia’s Master Wizard, with which to return to the
Emperor: “And lo, when the Imperium marches against Gul-Kothoth, then dark
sorceries shall enshroud the Citadel of the Obsidian Crown…”
Koen van Hees (email) (link) - 05 08 05 - 20:26

:p ik ben trots genoeg dat ik the rime of the ancient mariner uit mijn hoofd ken, hihi, aan bal sagoth begin ik maar niet denk ik

whiee
geert (email) (link) - 06 08 05 - 14:07

ja, je kan beter dan de 3.5 regels uit je hoofd gaan leren ofzo :[
Koen van Hees (email) (link) - 09 08 05 - 21:23

nog 4 dagen en dan begin ik er aan
geert (email) (link) - 09 08 05 - 22:55