Morgoth
Ol' Bastard
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- Jul 5, 2000
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"Let it be known that you are whoever or whatever I say you are. And all who serve me are my servants and will obey me on their lives, or they shall find that they have none. Behold the power of Skorn", he roared, uprooting an oak. A particularly drunk soldier standing at the other side of camp was making rude gestures... until Skorn hurled the tree. It flew across the entire camp, dirt flying from the roots, until it hit the man, or now, a bloody pulp. "Let it be known that Skorn will not be defied! Defiance will be repaid 100-hundred fold with death! Now get to your tents! I am here to speak to your commander, not this rabble!" he ordered, the panicked soldiers quickly obeying him. He turned and watched Dakota once more. Before he had been standing just inside the tent flap. Then he had carried himself out. Now, he was fully inside the darkness of the tent. It only served to enlarge him.