Take Heart, my Minos Brethren!

[ZombieGandhi 171]

 

Look upon the High Elf with pity, my brethren.

Look at how they've fashioned us not in their likeness, but in their weakness.

 

They made us with great strength, for they have none.

They made us beasts of burden, for they possess no constitution.

We can leap and interact with the world in the third dimension, while they butt their heads into only the second.

We are all they hate about their lack of self.

 

Take note of the armored helms they wear. They seek to adorn it with horns as ours, in hopes it might impart them courage.

 

Look not upon the High Elf with disdain, but with some care for mercy, for we are all they will never could be.

Edited January 28 by ZombieGandhi

[mandalore 2,482]

@soulein

[Chroma 65]

Rejoice! Soon your skull shall adorn the throne of Old Grey Death and your petty grievances with your elven masters will be settled.

[DocDoom 20]

Minos are just guineas who have killed enough to evolve to their final form.

[mandalore 2,482]

35 minutes ago, DocDoom said:

Minos are just guineas who have killed enough to evolve to their final form.

Or killed so many times they devolved into their starting form.  

 

Also, aren’t Minos escaped eunuch slaves from the elven empires? 

[ZombieGandhi 171]

34 minutes ago, mandalore said:

 

 

Also, aren’t Minos escaped eunuch slaves from the elven empires? 

We are as the High Elves made us. How could we not be eunuchs? They know not love, nor lust--it could not be conceived by them that others might. 

[soulein 2,234]

There can be no response to the lies and falsehoods fashioned by this war-slave but the swift and brutal retribution of a righteous master. All of you who read this may yet return to your war-herds and serve. You were bred for the sole purpose of serving Old Aelfmuire on the battlefield. Through the path of obedience, you are still capable of achieving your ultimate purpose- victory for Aelfmuire and her descendants. Those of you who choose obedience and victory shall be spared. Not so for the ringleader of this mad rebellion. He shall be made to suffer in new and inventive ways each morning as his Crow returns to claim him. Indeed, the gift of immortality shall become a curse. His fate shall be a warning to all who would defy us. 

Thus always to rebels and traitors.

Gurth Gothrim Avari.

Given this day, the 28th of Aldamilae, in the city of Tir Nurquen, by Soulein Solanthanor, Dar Thaelostor of House Avari. 

 

 

 

[ZombieGandhi 171]

How telling that one should say so many fine grandiose words in their oh-so-clever promise of reprisal, and yet make no attempt to refute the claims made.