This is worrisome...my Minion reserves are reaching dangerously low levels...and I still need more of them to temper my new armor.
[The Overlord sees another demon pumpkin patch, with a small bridge just to his right. He sends a small contingent of Red Minions across the bridge to smash the boss pumpkin to prevent the smaller ones from respawning, and lets the Browns take care of the rest.]
Gnarl: What's that, Sire? It looks like a piece of the Forge.
A piece? You mean that there is someone out there who dared to break apart my tools? Find whoever did this and bring their heads to me at once!
Gnarl: Ah, of course! It's a mold! This will allow you to create a unique item in your Forge, Sire! Won't that be nice?
"Nice?" I would ask that you refrain from using that word in my presence, Gnarl...but yes, that is acceptable.
[The Minions bring the mold, which appears to have an axe design on it, to one of the portals.]
Gnarl: Oh, it's a mold for the Axe of Confusion, my Lord! Strike with this weapon and you have a random chance of spreading a little extra panic and mayhem amongst your enemies.
Panic and mayhem, you say? Oh, I like those words a lot better. Mmm-hmmhmmhmmhmm...
[The Overlord proceeds even deeper into the Abyss, only to find that Melvin has respawned near a sunflower field. Also nearby are a group of Skeleton warriors playing golf. The Minions beat them up and scavenge their remains for equipment.]
Melvin again? What for this time?
Gnarl: He's charging, Sire...must think you're food!
Melvin thinks everything is food.
[The corpulent fallen hero rolls over the Overlord and explodes again, killing more of his Minions.]
Oh, forget this. The rest of you stay back. Since Melvin has a rather...explosive temper, it would be better for you all to hold off until we can find an opponent you can actually hurt.
[The Overlord takes a careful look at the layout of the fences, and tries standing against one of them so that Melvin bounces off at an angle, allowing the subsequent spontaneous combustion open up a path to the next area.]
Prisoner: in the warm, bit of a stretch, giant exploding Halfling to watch...what more could a man wish for?
Freedom? A pension plan? Enough resources to successfully take over the world? I could think of a thousand things. What about you?
[The Overlord runs into Melvin a fourth time, this time awaiting for him on top of a hill. He uses the same trick to break the next wall down.]
Ugh...You really ought to get that checked out, you know.
Prisoner 2: I thought to myself, if there's something to be looted, killed or ransacked, my Master won't be far away!
[Yet again, the Overlord encounters Melvin, but now he has his greedy eyes set on a food cart in the middle of a kitchen. He predictably pinballs back and forth until he explodes, never once thinking to simply get up and take the food from the cart itself. Suddenly, the Overlord gets and idea...he calls the Minions over to the cart and decides to engage in a game of Halfling Breakout with him, tricking him into breaking open the gates housing the handles to a turnstile.]
Gnarl: Ha! Let's see how Melvin fares on an eternal diet of dirt and earthworms! Actually, a nice juicy earthworm can be rather yummy...
I think all of these encounters with Melvin are beginning to make you start thinking like him, Gnarl.
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