Farmer: My lord, now you've got rid of Melvin, the sheep are flourishing! Take as many as you like, Sire! They're breeding faster than I can count 'em!
Minions: Oh! More sheepies!
Hmm...this lot is a bit tougher than your normal sheep. They are actually trying to fight back. I think one of them tried to headbutt me in the chest. Whatever...huh? Where did that gate come from? I do not remember that being there yesterday...
Villager 1: The gods have surely smiled upon us lowly peons!
Villager 2: They have given us a way to escape our Dark Overlord! It must be a passage... a passage to heaven!
Villager 1: Do we get wings? I want wings! Do they have wings? Ooh, I hope they have wings.
The presence of that gate is troubling. I must find out who is behind its construction, and destroy them! Those peasants should be worshipping me, not some stupid false idol...
[The villagers enter the gate and disappear into a pillar of light].
Gnarl: I had some wings once...gave me a rash. However, Sire, you have an evil domain to uphold. You can't just let your subjects wander off. It's bad for your image! Find out where they're going and stop them!
Does this mean I have to follow those fools into the light? Ugh...I hate light!
[One of the Overlord-haters, thinking he's going to heaven, jumps around in slow motion, walking toward the gate and knocking it over, Looney Tunes-style. It turns out that there is more to this abyss than meets the eye...]
Gnarl: It appears this place isn't so heavenly after all.
Hahahahahaha! Now this is more like it! But...I wonder why my subjects would willingly come to a place like this. And look...they are even being chained up for this foolishness. I would normally say "serves them right", but I cannot allow anyone to cut into my pool of worshippers...even if they are evil.
Gnarl: Those creatures you see are Wraiths, spirits of the Evil dead...In fact, I think I see a few old drinking chums. Hello! Something very powerful must have opened this rift to their world. ...You must investigate further, Sire!
This all feels so right and yet seems so...wrong...
Slave: I think I prefer your fireballs to this place...
Must...resist...Evil urges...
These pumpkins (these are pumpkins, are they not?) are deceptively Evil-looking...they have quite a bit of teeth to them. I could imagine them being like those Wraiths, waiting to be smashed to pieces by my Brown minions and burned by my Reds. And would you look at that...more Halflings to fry. They were probably lured here with the promise of obtaining more food. Hahahahaha...that sheep got them good!
[A sheep rams into the Overlord and explodes]
Whoa! Look alive, minions! I get the feeling that our arrival in this place may be a bit...premature...but a chance to kill Halflings and steal their treasure is not one that can be passed up easily!
Bob: Don't go near the pumpkins, I tell ya! They're fearless little varmints! I saw them eat a sheep once... a whole one, hooves and all!
Not this fool again...oh, well. Reds, you know what to do!
Bob: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing, you little brutes! Don't you threaten me! Okay, okay, I'll go quietly...
Gnarl: Drowning your army is a waste, Sire! If only we had minions that could swim, or float, or not drown quite so fast!
As I though...it was too soon for us to come here...but at least now we have a good idea of the forces working against us... Time to go back to Spree for something a little less (my-)life-threatening. With the Red minions at my side, I can clear the way to this big...thing, whatever it is.
Villager: Halflings! Close the gates!
Gnarl: Cowards! Quick, find another route, then decide how to deal with these worthless peons!
Watch your step...there are halflings about! They have certainly gotten craftier since last time. They almost caught me in an ambush! Think of that...me, being caught by surprise by a creature half my size.
Gnarl: You have retrieved a Smelter, sire! More forging options are available! Your Minions have opened the Tower Forge! The Smelter is being taken there! Visit the Forge, Dark One, and create weapons and armor truly worthy of an Overlord!
Where is that blasted forge, anyway? Oh...here it is...right next to the dungeon.
Gnarl: Ah, the forge, Sire! This place has brought forth weapons that could slay Troll Kings, and armor that could stop a dragon's breath. Giblet has been promoted to Forge Master. He will show you around. The smelter is heating, Sire. Please follow Giblet to the Forge chamber. Here you can forge new items, and upgrade existing ones! You can create three types of weapons...weapons, helmets, and armor.
It seems I can create new steel weapons with this smelter, and sacrifice minions to upgrade my existing equipment. I shall toss 100 of these Browns into the mix to begin the upgrading process. Life force is abundant in this world, but I must be careful not to use too much of it, or else I will not be able to summon anyone to assist my conquest of this world...
