There is an unfortunate reality Ian will face. That reality is death at the hands of the most potent forces of death that the galaxy has ever seen. Blood and darkness.
*swallows the shrunken head whole.* mmmmmm...
*Pulls another bat out of his pants ;D and picks up one of his faithful chicks. He tosses the chick in the air and swats it toward Duriel with the bat*
The minds of gods are not for mortals to know, or to judge. Accept that Tzeentch has a place for all of us in his grand scheme, and be happy in the part you have to play.
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LETS GET PIZZA NOW, DAMMIT.
*Pulls another bat out of his pants ;D and picks up one of his faithful chicks. He tosses the chick in the air and swats it toward Duriel with the bat*
*attacks in a drunken rage swinging his baseball bat wildly and spraying beer everywhere*
Why dont you just call the kettle purple.
mmmmm
FAZOOLIO MAGOOLIO!!