3-word Battle!!!!!!

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you ()

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*.

Sun Dec 09, 2007 2:43 pm

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One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*.
The master was

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions.

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly. He

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly. He and his turtle

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His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly.

Come on guys, I know you can speak english, so please make correct sentences!! (subject+verb+object)

This is my suggestion:

The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ...

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their biggest enemy they

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their biggest enemy, they only burned cities.

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their biggest enemy, they only burned cities. The local council

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their biggest enemy, they only burned cities. The local council said an evil

One fine morning at first sunlight the darkness came and four heroes gathered to fight a terrible beast which was terrifying.
The Magician of a dark tribe saw the sign which was standing right above the lake of the three silver moons.
The magican was old and he was thinking about the time this would last to a dark war.
But he knew it was too late to start building a militia of townsfolk and simple peasants.
So the Magican got a spellbook with spells to destroy this beautiful world.
The next day the terrifying beast appeared from the gloomy depths of a cave carrying hunders, maybe thousands of skulls taken from every creature by the terrifying beast of the Chaos Wastelands, the slaugtherer of men, and the destroyer of all hope: Khân Da Phanthoom.
The magican called for the powers of his staff, and shouted: "KHAN! Slaughterer of men! My wife asked me to ask the local council to ask you to ask the master to STOP *sigh*".
The master was a huge turtle which couldn't move, so he had to be carried by three human minions. His best friend, a fat ogre by the name of Bagruk the fat and ugly, and his turtle, were well known ... Chaos was their biggest enemy, they only burned cities. The local council said an evil monster was coming