Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140710003207/@comment-5583506-20140711221732

"Cars?" A strange sound echoed through the dog-shaped helmet, a sound supposed to sound like a laughter. "Look at us, Darkwater. We are miles above the ground, my entire army are trained for orbital attacks. Of what good use are cars?"

He waved around with Tension. "Those gnome allies of yours can perhaps support us with weapons. We will need them for my grand master plan. The one we have returned for."