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I Declare a Rhyming War...

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    I know the man of which you speak,

    Many think him a freak.

    What concerned me was the long box he hide.

    Hircine knows what he had hidden inside.


    Tell a funny story, don't know if it is true

    Someone made that funny man blue.

    I think I can trust this source,

    It's rumored someone ran off with his horse...

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    A little cryptic, points awarded for to anyone who works out even one line:


    Rhyme, rhyme? Sounds more like whine 

    Whine, whine, need more time 

    Time, time, to draw the line 

    Line, line, but still a crime 

    Crime, crime but quite sublime 

    Sublime, sublime, yet oh so fine 

    Fine, fine I wrote a rhyme deep down in Steamscorch Mine


    For some strange reason, Phil told me to post it ;-P


  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    Awwwooo Meli! *Friendly wave of a paw.

    I'm out. I don't even know where that place is.

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    Sotek said:

    Awwwooo Meli! *Friendly wave of a paw.

    I'm out. I don't even know where that place is.

    Hi Sotek :-)


    See this is what I get for posting when I'm tired and on mobile, I miss half of what I'm trying to say lol


    Each line is independent, but connected as a whole by their part in the ES series.

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    The Ballad of Mara's Might

    Ere I go in, I ask once more:
    Why standest thou afore tomb's door?
    What is't compels thee here begin?
    And what expect to find therein?

    Draugr steps scuffing ancient floors,
    A werewolf's howl abounds and more.
    Vampiric fiends--Molag's fell curse--
    Expect no less, perhaps much worse.
    Dragon priests breed stress and strife
    As they extend corrupted life. 
    Vile daedric princes seek to sway
    The hearts of mer and men away.
    So ask again, it's only right,
    Why stand afore tomb door tonight?

    Some come for loot and some for gold
    And some for stories to unfold,
    But lesser motives entice not me
    Who wants these undead slaves set free.
    For Nine gave life as a true friend;
    They bade it start and bade it end,
    Alotted time and made the rift
    That is no curse, but life’s true gift.
    The Nine provide and do attest
    They give us life and give us rest.
    Corrupted life, bloated and swollen,
    Extends that life, but rest is stolen.
    A wolf inside a stolen fleece
    It has the life--at cost of peace.
    It finds itself lost and alone
    And has no will left of its own. 
    Corrupted life, a corrupt tool
    For daedric princes, a daedric fool.
    But I am here to put that past
    And bring these poor souls rest at last.

    And ere I go, I ask once more,
    How goest thou through yon tomb’s door?
    Like warriors bold in armor fell?
    Who walk like tortoise in their shell?
    Or as the thief, who courage lacks,
    To stab this evil in the back?
    No. I confront it face to face
    With flesh exposed, I know my place.
    I enter here, no armored song
    For Mara makes her weak things strong.
    I enter here, no script nor purse
    It's Mara now who fights this curse.

    Midst undead step and fang and fright
    I restore souls; I bring them light.
    Midst undead step and fang and fright
    I ease them into that good night.
    Midst undead step and fang and fright
    I fight undead and daedric spite.
    Midst undead step and fang and fright
    I fight for all--for Mara's might!

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    Sotek said:

    It's rumored someone ran off with his horse...

    That's waaay too funny (but Legion best keep one ear to the ground xD)

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    Bright moons and sharp claws

    Voices boom in this rhyming war!

    Echoing thu'um, blood on the floor

    Creativity blooms in this house of Shor.


    Sotek and Lorc: Clean up the mess ;)

    Kaiser, your rhymes are always the best!

    Harrow, a hero born to quest,

    Meli, I'm stumped so a clue would be blessed :D

    And Legion flies down from his owl's nest.

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    Legion said:

    O O


    Hah, there's not been a merry man in these parts in years!

    You'r su'um is mighty, sticks like glue. Take a pew and compose anew!

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    The Lorc of Flowers said:

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    A grudge match? No time for that! Have a drink of our freshly brewed batch!

  • Member
    July 12, 2017

    ShinJin said:

    X  X


    Mara's might, brings the light, always fighting fiends or wights!