[MR] Norse Infestation

[Thorgrimm at aol.com]

Greetings to the Sea Reavers of Marinus and their Noble Allies,
   With banners unfurled and sharpened blades glistening neath Noonday sun 
doth Windmasters await your visit, Good Cousins.  I have spoken to the Noble 
hearts of Windmasters thus, Let our warriors ply their trade upon these fine 
visitors from the North that they might feel most welcome. 
  Though in thy confusion thou dost mistake steer for maiden, we await your 
negotiations most heartily. Tis but an Irish mistake, me thinketh, that thou 
wouldst look Southward in thy quest for expansion. Thy agents hath gazed upon 
the modest stillness of our verdure lands and have mistaken our humility for 
weakness. We shall present thee most gladly the sight of our great 
transformation when our ears do hear the glorious blast of Warhorns. For in 
that twinkling wilst thou see this gentle cat sprout razor claws and wings of 
victory.
   Come South, Good Cousins, that we might embrace thee.

Hrothgar
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