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<blockquote data-quote="Kathryn_aka_Kat" data-source="post: 2563128" data-attributes="member: 36414">She looks over the parchment appraisingly.&nbsp; Not appropriate for the Thorn Tree, this is no lover's plea or regret or celebration, not even the wail of self-pity that sometimes appears there.&nbsp; A corner of the notice board in the taven seems a better place for it.&nbsp; Nice that the letters to start the lines came out to an even number, too, couplets work so well.Draeloc, who the crows follow... Dark man, dark soul, dark follows himRaking through air with aspect grim,Anger and pain that's barely borne,Encased in armor, mantle tornLike clothes that those in mourning wear Or worn by one in dark despair,Cries from amulets tight bound,Whimper a word, whisper a sound,Heard by few and helped by none,Outsiders caught by the butcher son:The son of Nibar, butcher named,His darkest deeds on Rhoa famed,Everywhere there his name a curseCalled by those who know none worse. Rhoa's night finds daylight hereOr surcease of some pain or fear,Wishing something, sharing pain,Seeking something, dragons bane,Friends with those who follow light Or cannot bear it, death's delight,Leader of many, fortune's fool,Layered in darkness, fate's tool,Over the years a life ill-served,Would that he finds a rest deserved.- K.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Kathryn_aka_Kat, post: 2563128, member: 36414"] [I]She looks over the parchment appraisingly. Not appropriate for the Thorn Tree, this is no lover's plea or regret or celebration, not even the wail of self-pity that sometimes appears there. A corner of the notice board in the taven seems a better place for it. Nice that the letters to start the lines came out to an even number, too, couplets work so well.[/I] [B]Draeloc, who the crows follow... [/B] Dark man, dark soul, dark follows him Raking through air with aspect grim, Anger and pain that's barely borne, Encased in armor, mantle torn Like clothes that those in mourning wear Or worn by one in dark despair, Cries from amulets tight bound, Whimper a word, whisper a sound, Heard by few and helped by none, Outsiders caught by the butcher son: The son of Nibar, butcher named, His darkest deeds on Rhoa famed, Everywhere there his name a curse Called by those who know none worse. Rhoa's night finds daylight here Or surcease of some pain or fear, Wishing something, sharing pain, Seeking something, dragons bane, Friends with those who follow light Or cannot bear it, death's delight, Leader of many, fortune's fool, Layered in darkness, fate's tool, Over the years a life ill-served, Would that he finds a rest deserved. - K. [/QUOTE]

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