Thursday, December 10, 2009
Miniatures: Orc Bar near finish.
A hopping night at the local Grot Pub.
Oi, youse on da stairs, no bow-fire allowed!
So she dumped you for a Ogre, buck it up, life goes on until ya die.
Ehyy Grishnak, I eard you got dumped fer an Ogre!
Ewe sure yer not a Goblin, let's see some I.D.
Oi, at least he wasn't dumped fer a Dwarf, ya Elf lover.
Come 'ear and say dat!