UO Second Age

My God! Another imposter!!!!

My God! Another imposter!!!!

I endorse this event.

This man is a fraud!

Today is my birthday! Fortified wines for all!

No fortified wine, no matter how satisfying, could ever quench my thirst for vengeance against the impostor. But he has fled to distant realms in the East, and I cannot follow. For now, I must rest content to know that I, the one true Hemperor, am sovereign of these lands once again. Alas, my Canadi...

I am the one true Hemperor. There will be a new order--surcoats shall once again reign supreme!

JoshuaLee wrote:You are an idiot whoever you are, get a life.

Vile fiend! Do you really think you can withstand the power of the surcoats unleashed?!

I have been gone, but I was not returned to my prison though I have tasted many fortified wines. I slipped away, withdrawing from the world of laws and men. Gathering only the finest fortified wines, I undertook a regimen of seclusion and fasting. It was in those times--when I had gone without food ...

I have regained much of my lost strength. Everyday I work to rebuild my power, dreaming only of fortified wines and my lost surcoats. Impostor, I know who you are. I know where you are. It is not in Canada. It is the heathen lands to the south. I will invade, unilaterally. I will never give up. I wi...

My dad is in the Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

The Book of Prophecy by Hemperor, aka the Emperor of Hemp There will be a reckoning. The streets will run red with shreds of surcoats. Idle tongues, wagging with doubt and unbelief, will be engulfed in a torrent of fortified wine that will drown out the very oceans of this world. I am the one true H...

There will be a reckoning. The streets will run red with shreds of surcoats. Idle tongues, wagging with doubt and unbelief, will be engulfed in a torrent of fortified wine that will drown out the very oceans of this world. I am the one true Hemperor. I am the beginning. I am the end. I am from Canad...

Also, look for my best selling memoir, My Brave Story, at all fine book retailers. (It can also be found on the ground in front of the western bank of Britain.) Proceeds go to the The Surcoats for Canadians charity.

Thank you,
Hemperor,
aka the Emperor of Hemp

To Ireland's finest: I have little in the way of gold or supplies due to the dastardly impostor who has taken my surcoats and my life. If you could spare some of your earnings, I would be much obliged. To Everyone else: I will do perform my prize winning dance at the western bank of Britain for 500 ...