I have two copies of Chivalry: Medieval Warfare to give away. The two best Medieval style taunts will win. These taunts must be original as I will google them. Best of luck.
http://store.steampowered.com/video/219640/82125?snr=1__4__107
More details regarding the contest are at the end of The Tek:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoWvpr7k3U0
Yer fighting's as bad as a wee squire boy tryin to court a wench!
I will fill me golden goblet with yer blood and feed it to yer mother!
Prepare for ye reckoning for I shall lay such pain upon you that ye dead grandmother will scream "Ow!! What was that pain that I felt through my heavenly bottom?!! I am dead yet I feel pain!! This has to be the fault of that fool of a grandson I tell ye!"
If ye be so brave as to fight then ye must be the son of the village idiot and a scottish whore.
Dost thou have ye fairwench thought ye to fight with sword?
Thy fighting is so bawdy, that thyself was offspring of a bride of a troll you knave! You dimwitted goat dung, you maggot pie! Come at me, you inbred hedge-born!
Thou clothing smell of balls.
And does thou have any gonads? Egads, what a sad lad. Thou shan't defile this sacred and holy place!
May the monthly blood of your maidens and whores seep ever so slowly into the broths and baths of your bastard sons!
Be wary foe, for i shall plough your face with my sword whilst saying NI!!
You are like your lumberjack father who dressed like a wee lass and would hang around bars all day.
"Heathen?... My beard be bindings of twisted metal. My sword be my trust, power, and wisdom. Me armor don't shine on the days my eyes don't flicker... Aye brother, I am no Heathen. I am Behemoth."
Your disgusting pig your mother is more of ayy man then you evver will be!!!!!!!!!!!
"Come Hither you Blithering Puss bag so I can pillage your sorry pathetic excuse of a body the same way I did your Mother's only moments ago!!"
Watch as I shed yer breatheran's helms, lest they roll like mossy stones!
your father was a hamster and your mother smelt of elderberries
err, wait...
Your mother is an old bag of potatos and your father was a pathetic fart smeller, Your head will roll like his!
Thou hast the guts to show thy rank hell-hated face? Thou hast no chance for more than a bawd! Fie!
Ya see this? This is my sword, it will break through yar shield, skull and any protection and yet it spreads fear and angsh. Noone ever read this whole fraze , they'll be dead at "Ya see this?" .
Greetings from Croatia teksyndicate! ;)