13th March 2003, 2:31 PM
*A Goron patrol comes across a raving old derelict, wandering the cold, windy country road along Debate Forum Bay.*
GORON LIEUTENANT(hand on sidearm): You there, old man, identify yourself!
DARK JAGUAR: You...you're not real...! That's not a real ocean, it's a puddle! Darunia...has no army, his navy...toys...all of it....!
*Goron soldiers exchange confused faces*
*Goron troops places three 9mm casings into the old man's head, and his ravings cease in a puddle of blood. The patrol continues along, unmolested.*
GORON LIEUTENANT(hand on sidearm): You there, old man, identify yourself!
DARK JAGUAR: You...you're not real...! That's not a real ocean, it's a puddle! Darunia...has no army, his navy...toys...all of it....!
*Goron soldiers exchange confused faces*
*Goron troops places three 9mm casings into the old man's head, and his ravings cease in a puddle of blood. The patrol continues along, unmolested.*
H.R.M. DARVNIVS MAXIMVS EX TENEBRIS EXIT REX DEVSQVE GORONORVMQVE TENDORVM ROMANORVM ET GRÆCORVM OMNIS SEMPER EST