Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26063164-20150526132934/@comment-26210095-20150605222337

Kushantar looks slightly amused. He pulls out a dagger, and holds it up to him. "Do you want to continue that sentance?". Everybody looks at him incredulously. "So, superior one, let me tell you why the West is not defeated yet. Becuase of people like me. Oh sure, you men in your gallant castles and fortresses, you fight head on. But we stir up dissention in Sauron's ranks, and by hidden blade and swift arrow we kill many. If not for us, the Romematar, the legions of gondor would be swamped by the endless ranks of the Easterlings. You have no idea of their power. If they wanted they could rival Sauron! Yet you only see a portion of their fighers on the front lines. Why you ask? Becuase of US. Your lands are safe because of US. And when we visit elves like you, or even Gondor, we are shunned! So, Elf, by what authority do you call us a joke?"