Nocturnal Slaughter Toast
winterfrost
Nocturnal Slaughter Toast
FÜRCHTET DIE GOTTLOSE HORDE DES EWIGEN WINTERS
Hehe, genau. Huldigt Mir!
*dir huld* 
:mrgit:
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's halls