Post by olwentheold on Feb 14, 2007 5:23:01 GMT -5
Posted on player's request:
Sometime during the chaos of the evening before a parchment got tagged to the tree at the corner of Garrot's shop and across from the Regal Griffon Inn. With everyone running about, spells being cast, people being attacked, and a horribly confused and frustrated Purple Dragon Knight, it's hard to say just who exactly put it up. In a fine penmanship it reads:
The target has been found
Servant of the Black Hand
Your body given to the ground
None for you will go as planned
The shadows will deceive you
They will lie for your coin
Your wife for long she knew
With others will she join
Your pet the undead seeker
Looks to break his bonds
His future to not be bleeker
To the light he now responds
Other planes you seek to dally
For the glory of your god
But your Lord you can not rally
The city sees through that facade
Fear is now ineffective
Any tyranny you have lost
Your hate is quite defective
Hope now rises from the frost
Listen well all goodly souls
Do not bend to fear or hate
Do not give in to his control
Death will not be your fate
At the bottom is the symbol of a foxes head painted in gray.
Sometime during the chaos of the evening before a parchment got tagged to the tree at the corner of Garrot's shop and across from the Regal Griffon Inn. With everyone running about, spells being cast, people being attacked, and a horribly confused and frustrated Purple Dragon Knight, it's hard to say just who exactly put it up. In a fine penmanship it reads:
The target has been found
Servant of the Black Hand
Your body given to the ground
None for you will go as planned
The shadows will deceive you
They will lie for your coin
Your wife for long she knew
With others will she join
Your pet the undead seeker
Looks to break his bonds
His future to not be bleeker
To the light he now responds
Other planes you seek to dally
For the glory of your god
But your Lord you can not rally
The city sees through that facade
Fear is now ineffective
Any tyranny you have lost
Your hate is quite defective
Hope now rises from the frost
Listen well all goodly souls
Do not bend to fear or hate
Do not give in to his control
Death will not be your fate
At the bottom is the symbol of a foxes head painted in gray.