insults 3 son of,bride of insults

the death of fools awaits you
forgive me madam it was your disguise as a warrior which surprised me :D
come here and enter the embrace of the goddess
 
amateur hour is over time too die
forget weapons I could take you on with just one hand and my teeth
please at least try too act like a warrior
 
bring it on :x
let me resharpen my blade on your bones
lets dance
have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?I ask that of all my prey I just like the sound of it :twisted:
 
you want me you end your life?thats no problem :twisted:
plunging your dagger into your heart would be quicker but not so much fon for me.
run away whelp I could do with the exercise
please try to at least attempt too do more damage than a bee
 
my weapon is naked and ready for you.
it is your carcass the crows will be gratful for tonight.
Well damaged my enemies,their tribes are full of vacancies.
Prolong your life by getting out of the way.
 
come and die if you care about living you are half way to death anyway.
do not heed warriors who need to protect themselves with helmets and breastplates such men are full of fear.
Screw you and the horse you rode in on
Read my lips,you have dung for brains
my blade will be dyed crimson in your white skin.
 
birds will fly through the wounds I make.
I will not save you from my ungentle axe and you will yet feel its ill effects.
your limbs will lie in the narrow house for that.
A blow in the teeth and severe injuries are all I have for you.
 
come pain awaits.
let me carve you out another smile.
please try and die quietly you are putting me off my stroke.
well slain old boy.
 
come see how little skill you have,earthworm.
we know your mother and father were not married but I now wonder if your father belongs too the same animal kingdom?
This is the bit when you run away.
 
time too enter your afterlife
give my regards too the others killed before you
let me take the weight from your shoulders like your skull
 
please spare the bleating lamb its time for your slaughter
the only damage I got from you was being out of breath chasing you down coward
(for foes with armor)look at all this wrapping you think it was my birthday
 
Im going too make a red slaughter out of you
you will get nothing but my fist
those who you murder with your mouthoften live longer,action speaks louder than words
console yourselves pigs your death will be quick
 
By My Axe I will End you!
You call yourself a warrior? You are but a mere stableboy!
Death Awaits You!
My Tongue will show no Consequence to you, yet my Sword Will!!

Your Brain Ball is not even worth its weight in spit!
I will take great pleasure in watching you soil yourself before you die!
I do not feel that we will be sharing the same amount of air after this day.
Your large weapon can never make up for your lack of skill!
Feed the Worms with your worthless carcass, you Mule!!
 
Amen to that! Figured I should partake in the land of the insult however futile or great a help I can be to add to this thread of idears for use in a Slaine campaign as far as the insult case is concerned. 8) Cheers!
 
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