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[filiusenox]

Goblin

[Asheron]

Goblin

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Eye hurting cyan stone, 9 letters, 8th is N.

Almost here... can't stop... solving puzzle...

[filiusenox]

Microline?

Did i spell that right?

[Enzo]

Not enough room to spell Microcline, throw crossword across room in rage.

[filiusenox]

Yes there is...

[Asheron]

Microline?

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Not enough room to spell Microcline, throw crossword across room in rage.

You throw the crossword across the room in rage. It shatters in fragments.
A knock can be heard on the door. You open it. It's the guard door!
"Sir, I am to bring you to the throne room. Our noble wants to speak with you."
"Alright..."
"Oh, and here's the overview."
He hands you a paper scribbled with lots and lots of text and a map. You can barely make out anything from it but you thank him anyway.
You once again walk past so many, many many doors. God, the doors.
You finally arrive in the largest room you have encountered so far, a large hall with wealthy decoration. The guard pushes you towards the throne, which is flanked by heavily armoured guards.

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G = Guard
N = Noble ( on his throne )
Y = You
D = Door

"Ah, man of the future and past! I have recieved your list. We have nearly all of these items in our stockpiles, all others are being made in our workshops. Your list confuses me though. You clearly are a man with a plan, and tell me, what is this plan?"

[Myroc]

Edit: Never mind

[Iituem]

"A cunning plan.  More cunning than a fox with an Oxbridge postgraduate degree.  I can't give you all the details until it's complete, but I can let slip that it will most likely involve a talking paperclip that will, in addition to slaughtering elves, help you with any letters you need writing."

It looks like you're committing genocide.

>Get help digging mass graves.

>Crucify elves on sacred groves without help.

[Enzo]

"All in due time. As I am clearly a timelord, I will simply continue making esoteric demands and not reveal the entirety of my plans until they are already completed. I can tell you this though - there are no Elves in the future because killing elves is what I do, and I'm the best at what I do."

Yes he is both The Doctor and Wolverine.

[Myroc]

Yes he is both The Doctor and Wolverine.

He's Doctor Wholverine!

[Asheron]

"A cunning plan.  More cunning than a fox with an Oxbridge postgraduate degree.  I can't give you all the details until it's complete, but I can let slip that it will most likely involve a talking paperclip that will, in addition to slaughtering elves, help you with any letters you need writing."

It looks like you're committing genocide.

>Get help digging mass graves.

>Crucify elves on sacred groves without help.

"Interesting... a talking... paperclip you say? I trust you can do this with your future technology. Very well. My men will bring you to my best mechanic. He will surely need your guidance in this... project. "
"There are no Elves in the future because killing elves is what I do, and I'm the best at what I do."
"Yes. I trust you in this. Guards! Bring him to the mechanic workshops!"

*You are brought to the mechanic workshop.*

"Morning. My name Is Urist McBolts. As you see, we are in full preparation for your project. Our only problem is that we are not sure how we are going to... implemement this. Will this trap be put out in the wilds, will we be using it in combat or is it in another nature? Please indulge me."

[Enzo]

(since Armok is not here to explain his master plan, I will make something up)

"First, craft the Balsa wood into a sled. It will be drawn by the war dogs, with spider silk harnesses, who will be chasing a single cat at the front.  The sleds cargo will be concealed and protected using the armour plating, with the glass lens magnifying the suns rays to gradually light a Pig Tail Rope fuse. The magnetite shapes will fit together into a clever bomb, powered by highly explosive booze, designed to spray contained magma across the countryside, and the crossbow mechanisms and copper wire will retract the armour plates after the fuse is lit, allowing maximum thrust to be delivered on the spraying magma.

The talking paperclip will pilot this war machine, and the buttered toast is a light lunch.

Have I forgotten anything?"

[Asheron]

(since Armok is not here to explain his master plan, I will make something up)

"First, craft the Balsa wood into a sled. It will be drawn by the war dogs, with spider silk harnesses, who will be chasing a single cat at the front.  The sleds cargo will be concealed and protected using the armour plating, with the glass lens magnifying the suns rays to gradually light a Pig Tail Rope fuse. The magnetite shapes will fit together into a clever bomb, powered by highly explosive booze, designed to spray contained magma across the countryside, and the crossbow mechanisms and copper wire will retract the armour plates after the fuse is lit, allowing maximum thrust to be delivered on the spraying magma.

The talking paperclip will pilot this war machine, and the buttered toast is a light lunch.

Have I forgotten anything?"

The mechanic's mouth fall open.
'By Odin's beard, that's a... impressive plan. I'll make sure my people will create everything they can, though you'll have to do the talking paperclip. I have one paperclip here. Do your thing, great man of future and past!'

[zchris13]

We wait for Armok.

[Enzo]

We wait for Armok.

Screw that. I bet you anything his plan isn't better than a magma filled exploding dogsled. We begin construction!