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man whats the deal with elephants lately… first i get banned from legally entering Zimbabwe and now i have to virtually fight them somewhere in India… crazy world… man u are talking about karma… looks like elephants are my karma… lol no matter whether im in Africa or the US those bastards seem to follow me wherever i go. but they havent killed me in real life yet - came close but just close thus let me see how i will do them in this game. so put them on the loose… but let me tell u something man… the easiest way to hunt down an elephant is when its mad and on the charge. coz that is when it loses its concentration on the whole matter, stops running away and only cares to kill u. hence its all after u then which means the chances to place some quality shots rise. yea true the chances of getting killed rise dramatically too lol but thats part of the game - that is if you are a dedicated hunter with nothing but a f up carbine and not some American dou e with a fa y anti material rifle. those are the ones they should arrest and not like born Africans but whatever… all i can say is bring them on man!! looking forward to getting myself some new ivory. lol oh yea and we got a saying too… “A Lion is dead not before You put Its mane over your Chimney.”




Kampvegter walks down the stairs his pants half flagged still and his slave girl Mzansa on his shoulders.

did my service please you Master?

Mhh yeaah!

thank you Master…

Who is my little lion cat??

ME Master! currrrrrrrrrrrrr

Thats what you are!



BYL come here my brother... Talk to me!

Mhh. Mhh. Okay. Mhh. I understand…


YOU PEOPLE FROM ALL DIRECTIONS OF THIS WORLD… Excitement fills his voice.

THAT`S how it should be…

PANDORA`S BOX has been opened! There is NO TURNING BACK!

He takes of the girl from his shoulders.

FINALLY all this talking has come to an end and FIIINAALLY IT`S TIME TO GO TO WAAAAR AGAAAIIN!

His eyes fill with enthusiasm nodding to himself . All these decadent orgies and meatfests were turning me into a lazy fucker.

MAY I ALL SEE YOU AGAIN – RAIDING YOU.

He laughs out loud and turns to leave the hall. Half on his way he turns to the Indian envoy.

Look bestiality boy the ivory carvings I wear are pretty messy already and my Nubian slave girls are waiting for some new ivory to make some quality carvings out if for me.

He laughs out loud and turns to finally leave the hall having Mzansa piggyback riding him. Byl also turns to leave.

No Byl, My brother, I need someone I can trust to report to me the ongoing in Baghdad. So take all the gold and the slave girls you need and have a good time.

Sir!

No my friend someone has to do it and you are the one speaking the most languages. This camel language is more like a cough than a language.

Both laugh.

Ah… No… I will rip out my tongue to join you!

Kampvegter laughs out loud,

No my friend, you still will need your tongue…
…and so do all the fine girls of Baghdad.

Both laugh out loud.

Send some merchant or whatever to report to Sindh.

I will.

Both bounce each others head.

Have a nice death!

Yea! I Will!

YAAAAA!

YAAAA!


Having passed the palace doors he shakes off Mzansa takes on his two bihaender he had to leave outside. Lifting both of his arms in the air he shouts out to his men messing around in Baghdad.

COOOME OOON YOU FUCKING BASTARDS! OUT OF THE BROTHELS! OUT OF THE BARS!

TOO AAAAARMS! TOOO AAARMS! TOOOO AAAARMS! TOO AAARMS!