That’s lewd
She dead…
You don’t turn your back on a giant feral cat… bad things happen, pouncy things.
it’s always a bad boy, innit?
just goes to prove, the edge lords get all the chicks…
Those damn Demon Hunters. They sacrificed nothing, instead, they take everything!
Maybe she just isn’t that into you now that you aren’t a forsaken any more.
I thought I saw someone fitting her description walking toward Goldshire last evening. Have you checked the inn?
Sisss-Boom-RAWL! Goooooooo team!
Have you tried searching twelve postings down? Just a hunch on my part . . .
(puts out a lovely tray of cookies for Fleb, his wife, his nephew and any other assorted Flebians who may come by and other friends)
It’s safe to assume that one gnome that makes the cookies has her. The last ones tasted like orc…not that I would know what that…er…tastes like.
What an excellent Thursday thread!! I leiks it.
Was she being transparent as a compact disc with you? Because otherwise she might have got tired of your stupid f#ing mistakes…
There is a higher power than that of the Dreta?!
Oh no no no no…
No, i shall dip you in honey so we get all sticky together 8)
That’s lewd
You can join us my dashing elf.
She dead…
I wont accept that!
You don’t turn your back on a giant feral cat… bad things happen, pouncy things.
It aint my first brawl with a giant ferocious feline!
Fleb:My wife wouldnt never left the hut without informing her favorite human cuddle bear!
Maybe she just isn’t that into you now that you aren’t a forsaken any more.
My wife love of who i am!
I thought I saw someone fitting her description walking toward Goldshire last evening. Have you checked the inn?
Those pesky goldshire dwellers will have a bad time if i find them flirting with my lady!
Fleb:my wife, she a strong somewhat scary looking brown orc women with a black cheerleader hair style.
Sisss-Boom-RAWL! Goooooooo team!
Thank you for the morale support my dear!
Have you tried searching twelve postings down? Just a hunch on my part . . .
Easy as that to find your lost wife 8)
(puts out a lovely tray of cookies for Fleb, his wife, his nephew and any other assorted Flebians who may come by and other friends)
Thank you timbit, you always welcome in the Flebian organisation
It’s safe to assume that one gnome that makes the cookies has her. The last ones tasted like orc…not that I would know what that…er…tastes like.
I shall investigate!
What an excellent Thursday thread!! I leiks it.
Why thank you my lovely
Was she being transparent as a compact disc with you? Because otherwise she might have got tired of your stupid f#ing mistakes…
8(
Dreta:Thank you for existing, God Emperor Fleb!
There is a higher power than that of the Dreta?!
Oh no no no no…
I’m the one true god my dear beardy boy
I’m the one true god my dear beardy boy
Please Godlord Fleb, let my beard live.
She left you to participate in the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling Azeroth.
There is a higher power than that of the Dreta?!
Oh no no no no…
Even the Dreta must recognize superior lifeforms. Only the Goddess of War Elune and God Emperor Fleb are above the Dreta.
Even the Dreta must recognize superior lifeforms. Only the Goddess of War Elune and God Emperor Fleb are above the Dreta.
I am sure the Godlord Fleb will let the beard live.
Godlord Fleb will let the beard live.
I highly doubt that