Worst - haiku - epic - ever!
In the beginning
Northern SkyShips maraud south
veiled by belker-mists.
Taverns breed heroes.
Isn't it always the way
a party is formed?
Rumours are spreading
a cult of the Reptile God.
Heroes intervene.
Archmage builds golems.
Heroes bump into Archmage.
Bard bluffs his butt off.
Heroes look for help.
Mercenaries betray them.
Bard plans for revenge.
Disguised bard joins mercs,
Charming their female captain,
Archmage's henchgirl.
Archmage greets lovers
They tour the Archmage's lair.
Golems multiply.
The Lizard King stirs.
Our heroes investigate.
Twisted love goes on.
Dragons and romance -
a poor mix brings tragedy.
Bard mopes gothicly.
With great vengeance and
furious anger, heroes slay
the Lizard King - yay!
Their joy is short-lived.
Master Strahd lures heroes,
hooked by lost love's call.
Heroes torn between
Ravenlofts past and future,
Madness, confusion.
In the past, failure.
Bright future dimmed only
by love's fading ghost.
Returning to Mists,
They gain a Skyship.
The golem ranks swell.
Bard hires paladin,
seeking someone to inspire
hope within himself.
Ninjas teaparty!
Stolen ship beached in the sands
of Desolation.
Stuck in the desert,
the heroes free evil fire -
it was the bard's fault.
Wracked by guilt and doubt,
the heroes seek salvation:
Atmopryeetno!
The desert sands quake,
burnt by fire, battered by ice.
Martek's tomb holds hope.
Twisted by decay,
Martek restores and betrays.
The desert will heal.
The tale continues,
coming to a Story Hour
eventually...
