“It was a dour day to play a bloodsport, and dwarfs care for nothing as much as dour days. Zarkhor spit a tooth upon the pitch - his own tooth, he absently noted. "Today is a good day to die," he muttered.

Voldemort! (yes, the DARK LORD), demurred. "No, you damn fool, it's a good day to kill."

Zarkhor would spend most of the game sitting on a stretcher, contemplating these words.

AMONG OTHERS!

<ginocoolowski> I ruined that movie for people I went with, everytime another character I didnt' know the name of appeared on screen I would ask loudly in the theater: "Is the voldymont?"

and later...

<ginocoolowski> I learned a secret about ogres from an ancient ogre coach...
<ginocoolowski> "goblins go faster when you throw them, so do it."
<ginocoolowski> "And if you throw enough goblins at a problem it might go away, or at the very less you will have less goblins." :D”