Kings and Legends Forum

Hello all, it is I, Liliander. Alot of you have not met a man so gracious and overflowing with wit and charm such as myself. For if I was a cup of tea I would have overflown the brim of which is your mental capacity to understand the intricacies of my genius or shall I say geniosity. The dictionary is never done revising my simple...my oh so very simple and quaint friends. If I had the time to rehabilitize you all believe me I would but I have all run out of patience. Patience being the byproduct of time traversing the universe quantified by...oh dear, I seem to be carrying you ninnies in for a mental ride. *chuckles to self* I should say I am somewhat pleased with what you all have done with the place in my absence. Yes, I would love for you all to invite me into the fold as a fully fledged fledgling and skip all the cheesy meet and greets *clears throat* hehe I can he rather shy especially when around women with bare buttocks and the sort. Oh dear, I seem to be blushing, I must call in Alexander for extra make-up next time. Anywho...I should be off tally ho-ing. Pip pip and cheerios my friends.

I do understand that I appear a bit "arrogant" full of air. Hahaha. Oh dear. I mean here I am replying to a message of my former self. Indeed have I grown since my last entry into the KAL libree. (Libree is infact library but just spoken with a gentleman's eloquence.) You all are probably wondering of who it is that I am outside of my name that I have so aforementionedly stated. I, sirs and la... *ahem* ladies, am a scribe from a long lineage traced back to well the first man himself! Some call me the whistle blower to insolence, I do not tolerate a drunk and or a pervert. I am a man poised with the utmost respect and dignity and you all should address me as such. I look foreward to meeting you all ingame.

That is no way to speak to a dignified protege. If you were present in flesh I would have smote thee with 100 lashes, nay but a thousand. The very rage that embodies my soul wars with my good conscience but indeed the man in me has prevailed and to your good fortune for you would have seen a worse fate even that given by a said beast king himself. I waste a King's English on but a peasant who deserves nothing but to pick the sweetcorn kernels from a kennel dog's tooth. And with that I forebade thee well mythremi. Fools spend time daydreaming of myths but I tell grand stories worthy of a magistrate's ear. Good day.