Krikara's World View
This is Krikara's Poem on the death of Ugluck (written in the original Dark Creeper naturally) The rogue deserves to be heard to.
Oh my dark lord, for orcs being quick to entering battle
Oh my great one, for orcs being bold to facing, confronting, meeting fighting, their enemies from the front
Oh my silent everything, for orcs being forthright, upfront, plain
Oh my fabulous everywhere, for orcs being not beloved
Oh subtle flowing silence, for ugluck having being a true member of his kind
Oh my dark Lord, for kobolds being small, little, of diminutive tiny size
Oh my great one, for kobolds having appearing seeming intelligent smart quick wise
Oh my silent everything, for kobolds being not boisterous
Oh my fabulous everywhere, for kobolds not being disliked, hated being shown contempt for
Oh sly obscuring grace, for Ive being a true member of his kind
Oh my dark lord, for your people being silent, quiet blessed
Oh my great one, for your people being subtle, crafty clever blessed
Oh my silent everything, for your people being talented, gifted chosen referred
Oh my fabulous everywhere, for your people being beloved
Oh all encompassing omnipresent obfuscation for Krikara ir Keul Kakat Krush being hoping to being a true member of her kind
Now wise trickster I being telling tell the tale of Ugluk’s shame and destruction and the practices of art leading to its reparation, cleaning, fixing, mitigating
On this night the eye having being shut
The clouds swirling, swishing, moving across the sky
The elves being in their camp having chanting
Chorusing and reciting elven trash, songs, tripe, nonsense, filth
Now Krikara having being with a party
Whose bent having being on revenge, killing, slaughter
So they haiving tracking, following, tracing
Hunted down that cheeaty trash, elven, mongrel, scum, filth
They having finding them near the mountainside
Close to the hill, knoll, cliffface
Elven camp being ringing with bright blights
Lights hooded lanterns having ringing all around
Now Krikara having leavin the party, group, unit, clan, tribe, force
Sneaking, scouting, approaching, stealing information
She having being moving with silence, talent, grace
Moving with the darkness all around
The elves having being remaining oblivious
Unaware, uninformed, they having being sleeping
Their scouts having remaining within,
Close to beside and near illumination
The party having then approaching
Positioning, moving to attacking
They hiaving broking, dividing, moving apart
Separating beyond the light, pollution, poison, illumination
But the elves having learning and realizing
Having being appraising of the attacking
They having being knowing and having being aware of
Expecting, anticipating, battle
Hedkrakk having standing up then
Raising himself above the hillock, mound, upwelling of the ground
He having being seeing the elves, and they having seeing him
And off he having running from battle
Krikara having seeing the impending doom
Having expecting light, death and destruction
So she having calling upon the night
And having being making the darkness, night, blessings in the battle
Thar the goblin having seeing the fight
The ambush in the confrontation
And he having becoming invisible, hidden, secreted
Illusioned, gone, he having running from battle
The elves having being better prepared then Ugluck
Having being having more speed, more readiness, more skill
So they having calling then on their spells
Creating summoning sleep in battle
Ugluck’s will being Ugluck’s will
His wisdom being his wisdom, his wits having being scattered
Ugluck being tiered, overused and weak
He having falling asleep in battle
Ive being smarter by far than Ugluck
Intelligent and wise not to sleeping in combat
The kobold having running and hiding then
Sneaking moving, fleeing from conflict, combat, confrontation, battle
The elves having chasing and pursuing the party
Carrying, bringing, dragging the light along
Giving up the cleric they having bing running for Hedkrakk
Keeping Ugluck’s body to fuel their fiendish plotting
Thar and Hedkrakk having escaping the lights
Ugluck being quickly, carelessly having being killing on the field
Ive and Krikara having uniting in flight, hidden and sneaking
Finding each other, then pausing for plotting
The heroes having knowing the danger
Having being aware of and having anticipating elven plans
The necromancer having having the mastery of a spell
Krikara having slipping them close enough for the desecration
And the elves having being stupid elves
They having shooting idiotic, stupid, unknowingly into the darkness
They having staying within their lighted, cursed, horrid place
Being ignorant of plotted desecration
Ugluck’s corpse having having the potential, ability, skill to having talking
Revealing, leaking, sharing, betraying information
But instead he having loosing his head
Burning, blazing rosting off in roaring desecration
Krikara having being wise and careful, crafty clever and sly
Embodying the holy virtues of sneaking
Ive having being quiet, silent, sneaky, smart in flight
And they having escaping victorious, successful, silent, hidden
For oh my dark god so having happening
For oh my dark god so I practicing the art
For oh my dark god so I ensuring silence