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Fuck Mist

"As he returned from a long adventure deep into the forests of Azaroth, he dismounted from his roughly human-sized, beast. And he also got off of his horse. He saw you standing there, bathing in the river; the sight of you turned his heart to putty, and his not-heart to not-putty. He unsheathed the sword he carried, a great weapon of love and justice (and cock) and has at you. The water foamed away into the night, and into the everpresent forest, and turned to fog as it met the colder waters of the other countries. Essentially, everyone downstream of you waded through fuck-mist."

----Actual Quote from Tyler Vanover, 1998