They’ve held them back from us for so long, for once given a carrot can never be taken away. Enough I say.
I want to thwack my enemies with a carrot. Behold their fear when they see me unsheath it. Watch them crumble to its might. The power of the carrot will never diminish, or go away!
Yet, all I get is a Stagheart Hatchet, an axe, who ever heard of a dwarf with an axe? Or an elf with a bow, for that matter? Things would have gone so much better if the Fellowship had gone equipped with carrots.
One day soon, Blizz must yield, for if they do not, I will explode into an orange sunburst of wrath and go dig up my own!
