Dread Lord Wendigo's page

I hunger......

AOOOOOOOWWWWOHHHHH!

MAn, I was just a boss mook for one battle. Whatta ripoff

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The yeti lord's ugly mug rolls around the battlefield. The yetis retreat in disarray.

Dread Lord Wendigo wrote:

The yeti scurry out of the decapods' way. They lose a substantial amount of troops to the gnawing creatures

RALLY! RALLY TO THE DARK ONE! Their leader cries

*Struggles through the horde to get to the Tsar* *Notices the Dread Lord Wendigo is blocking his path* Now foul one, you die. *Takes his vorpal weapon and strikes at the Wendigo*

The vorpal sword goes snicker-snack. The Yeti lord's arm flys free, twirling lazily through the story sky.

AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

The filthy ape creature falls prone, bleeding profusely

The yeti scurry out of the decapods' way. They lose a substantial amount of troops to the gnawing creatures

RALLY! RALLY TO THE DARK ONE! Their leader cries

Stabbing at the rust monster and trying to herd it away from the armory, the Yeti horde rumbles forward.

KILL THE FOE! CRACK THEIR BONES! NO QUARTER!

Looks in horror at the feared monster

QUICKLY! SACRED DAGGERS ONLY! He cries

The Yeti unsheathe obsidian daggers and advance warily, fearful of their armor's integrity.

The burly Yeti lord points and screams

AT HIM FOOLS!

The Yeti horde advances on Meepo.

A huge dirty-white-pelted ape creature strides up to the Steel Tsar, his fur encased in crudely-forged platemail. A wicked-looking flensing polearm is gripped in one knobby fist. A horde of similar creatures follow behind him. He stops and bows to the armored behemoth.

I have come bringing the Yeti Horde as commanded, my lord. The burly ape-creature rumbles in a basso tone.