Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141025230340/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141026022556

A Noldorin warrior peeks down over the battlements, then calls out:

"Somebody Get Balgorod and Anduthuine! A dwarf of the white mountains bears a message!"

A Blue mountains dwarf and a Ranger both exit the fortress. The Dwarf speaks first.

"Greetings brother of the White Mountains! I am Balgorod, Eureka's right hand man. Your request seems entirely reasonable. An alliance would be beneficial to us both. As you may no doubt have noticed, our fort is not large. Fortunately, we possess the ability to excavate at great speed. We would be able to expand the Barracks to sufficient size within the month. A trade pact could easily be reached. We have many Elvish goods, and a drink of our General's own make. He calls it Melon liquer. I've often found the drink quite enjoyable."

"Balgorod, shouldn't we wait for the General to get back before entering into an alliance and signing a trade pact?"


 * WARP*

"I accept. Shipment of goods will start immediately. Please don't look me directly in my purple eye, I get mad when strangers do that."