[Legolas]

"You know what this means, don't you?"

Possibly Bob bobbed his head.

"The water means nothing. It is the very nature of the forums to unite people from all nations, to bring them together regardless of distance. A pity for the whales."

A heavy silence hang before the monitor. Both would have enjoyed the carnage.



...




"Still..."

The word stretched itself, trying to look like the bearer of good news, all hopes and smiles. If it did not quite manage, at least it succeded in seeming somewhat less gloomy.

Possibly Bob remained silent, the glint in his eyes betraying he already knew the words to come.

"The other is powerful. His army will suffer many deaths. He will grow weak. Weak, and unable to stop us. Let him waste his might against one who is stronger."

A nod of approval. Nearby, great digging claws upturned the cold soil.

"And with his trouser-loving parrot army gone, we shall dine well until they return. Dispatch the raiding party."

Possibly Bob givs the orders, and the others fall in eagerly. You see, the Scottish Battle Armadillo considers penguin eggs a delicacy.