At first I thought the wind had gotten stronger back home in Grothum and was causing that wailing sound through the mountain ranges, all day long too...but alas I was soon to realize it was the wailing sound of crying casuals strewn about the killing fields far below me. I went down to silence them forever only to my horror discovering they would respawn, come back, die again and cry even louder this time. At first they called out for their loved ones, but soon enough it became a outraged roar of despair and hairpulling. Gone was the sobs and moans for mom and dad, replaced with a sulky whiny plea for some far away gods they called devs. to come to their aid..
Originally Posted by OruiFarimur
There's generally too much moaning in the Moors dudes....stop it, this instant!
66 Maggot Street, Grothum, Arador's End, Ettenmoors.