DAY 7: THAGROSH THE PROPHET
I'm going to just put this out there: Thagrosh is a pimp. Well... I guess I should be saying that Everblight is a pimp. Thagrosh is like his wingman/full body condom.
And here's why:
You've got this sweet Dragon Lord with full intention of, well, annihilating just about everyone. He then proceeds to infest the essence of a totally jacked Ogrun (seriously, this guy is like Mr. Universe on more steroids than currently). He builds an army of awesome monsters. Conquers an entire people (two, really...). Then surrounds himself with the most slender yet curvy and attractive women that race has to offer.
Yes... EVERY OTHER WARLOCK ALLIED WITH THE LEGION IS A HOT CHICK. And they all answer unquestioningly to Thagrosh.
Wrap that all up in one BAD-ASS model sporting a wicked sword and a David Boreanaz-esque forehead overhang and you've given me more than enough reason to play Legion. I mean, come on, why wouldn't you?
1) Legion - pimp leader surrounded by monsters and Elf babes.
2) Circle - hippy druids controlled by trees with a possible bestiality thing going on
3) Skorne - psycho nutjobs bent on inflicting pain and capturing souls
4) Trollbloods - downtrodden drunks who like to hit things with clubs and blow shit up (pretty cool, actually - that's why I'm working on them as a second Hordes force)
5) Anything Warmachine - too wimpy to hit the field themselves with 15 foot robots powered by a warcaster's "good feelings"
Oh, and Thagrosh's in-game rules are pretty good, too.
| Are you sure you're getting my good side? |
| Check out my beefy arm. Legion of Trogdor? |
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