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*smiles* that's about it.....tho we do royal tours at time to see how things are going and your name goes down as being one of our territories.
*looks over at soldiers* Do not set that poor man on fire......
Clearly, thinks Cormac, these people are insane. You can never win against an insane person - that he learned very early on.
"And lets say we wish to not sign. There are many who might feel being a "territory" as it were would not suit them. Then what would happen?"
Did she say beerquilla? Yes, definitely insane. He slightly pats his left side pocket, making sure his Irish Whiskey flask is still there - he might need it very soon.
Well if the thigh bone is not signed well than there is no celebration...no dancing...and no beerquila which is highly sought after in our other territories as our sticky ribs. As you can see my warrirors are great fighters * hopes cormac didn't witness the minions getting stuck on the ice trying to slide like the penguins.....* and always on alert *looks around and hopes the skeletal soldiers aren't passed out again* we have fought and won many battles and have only lost once......to that most powerfully region we were no match for the house on pooh corners.
*Skeleton pyro frowns*
Skeleton Pyro: Aaaahh...Fine lets just get him a blanket and some hot coco or something.
*Assassin gives the guy a blanket and hot coco*
Assassin: There you go buddy
*some soldiers are passed out but most are polishing there weapons and fixing the ATV Dreadnaught*
"Very Well. If I can have a moment, I will return shortly."
He bows and steps aside, about 50 yards behind the tent, and takes out his phone. The conversation is heated. In the middle he takes a sip of whiskey.
He returns about 5 minutes later. His hair is slightly out of place. "Queen of the Skeleton Army, we are prepared to sign. On behalf of The Voltarum, and the governments of Antarctica, we agree to your terms.
*a small skeletal kitten comes out from hiding and prances after the strange person with the flask, bats at his legs as he walks*
Nameless!
*a skeleton runs in and picks up the kitten who precedes to push and bat and try to get away as the flustered skeleton talks*
I am sorry sir, Nameless gets a little, ouch, exuberant at times and, stop that, does not mean any harm I mmmph *this as the kitten climbs up his face* apologize for the interruption. Your Queenliness, I will be, get back here-
*with that he chases after the small skeletal kitten who leaped from his skull and under a nearby chair*
Runs over, hugs Cormac Party! Party! PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*takes the thigh bone and puts away in cloak*
Very good and please keep the pen
Attention warriors the thigh bone has been signed and we have a new territory.....set up for the victory celebtation
*Collective skeletons start setting up party stuff. Merc was going to be a DJ and Soldier was handling some of the food*
Thereisnogodistan is under my jurisdiction, just sayin'.
Who'd like a rum whilst waiting for the sticky ribs and beerquilla? Or some rum cake?
Can I help y'all set up the party tent?
Shouldn't someone wrap a thermal blanket around the blue guy? He's looking mighty Smurf-like.
I love a good party I do hope the natives show up.......come Ronnie let us get ready I have an outfit ive been dying to wear
I think I'll find some more of Shelob's knitwear. I love my pink woolly army boots. Do you think they're too much to wear with a pink ballgown? I'll need mittens.
What are you wearing?
I bet some of the natives wear penguin suits.
Are you going to dance with the Smurf if he asks?
I think they will go great together........I have this black dress that shelob knitted for me with blood red rubies woven thru it.....what do you think? To much? As far as smurf boy.....I'm not sure
*A shower of pink roses rains from a hot air balloon. The roses decorate the snowy soil and shelf ice of the glittering continent Antarctica for days of celebration!*
Actually I suppose this is going to be just one long day of celebration? The sun doesn't go down here right now, I have heard?
The knitted dress looks awesome on you, your Majesty.
I would also propose a celebratory friendly snowball match between the esteemed residents of Antarctica and some probably somewhat snowblind skeletons. But they have heard that the snow in Antarctica is too cold and dry to make snowballs. Is this true?
*Busy busy busy minions. Out of the sea ship container come the super frost resistant grill apparatusses with the extra glowy extra hot coals. The minions cut ice blocks for a snow bar, and stack up beerquila kegs - no need for artificial cooling for serving cool beverages to the cool people of Antarctica!
The lighting of the grills produces a little bit of difficulty. The Extra Sparkly Antarctica Proof Grill Lighter Tools are soo heavy, the minions don't quite manage to operate them, and they look around for reinforcements in the very important fire lighting department.*
Might I help you, 
The Skeleton Army?
Hums "Light My Fire" as she waits for an answer.
Ramazakal, you look absolutely stunning. Smurf-Man will melt just at the sight of you.
For preparing the grill feast in honour of the Antarcticans, the minions would very much appreciate the fire lighting skills of a strong and skilled pirate lass.
*Hopeful looks towards Bilge Rat Ronnie*
Flatterers
Attempts to light the grill. Realizes she has gloves on. Removes gloves. Lights grill and glove on fire. Shrugs.
Kindling.
Thankyou minions.....and thankyou for setting up the food and drinks....*hands Ronnie another pair of gloves*
I wonder where they all have gone?
Oooooh, thank you!!!
Admires new gloves
I'm sure they've gone back to their tent to get dressed for the party. They'll be back, soon.
Greetings!
*Collective skeleton soldiers finish setting up their party equipment. Merc sets up his DJ stuff and practices with a Christmas song*
Mercenary: May as well. Nice dress your Majesty
*Collective nodding*
Assassin: It looks stunning on you your majesty. Makes me want a dress like that.
Merc,Soldier and goblin:Your a girl??
Assassin: It wasn't obvious...
*Collective head shaking*
*Assassin pouts? And goes to set up the rest of the DJ equipment while the others question their lives*
Ha Ha Ha Ha I bet that was a surprise to everyone
Ignore them, my assassin friend. Many people are clueless I'm a girl.
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