Post by DM Valkyrie on Jun 16, 2007 11:10:13 GMT -5
Sometime during the night a parchment was tacked up on the outside of the eastern gate with a dart. The script is neatly written. It seems to bear no signature or symbols on it.
Oh, Grey Fox, where have you gone?
The people need your word and song
Your symbol is no longer in sight.
Do you hide or have you taken flight?
What hurt have you suffered to make you go?
Are your wounds deep, many need to know.
What healing of words do you need to see?
What needs to be done, can you tell me?
Trust is always a double edged sword
Hold it for long and you start to feel worn
But are you better with or without?
Your swordless hand still leaves doubt.
A city remains in the black hand's grip
Your teeth can gnaw and cause it to slip
The undead grow and try for power
Without your words they grow by the hour
So, please, Gray Fox come out of your hole
Though hurt and wounded you still have your soul
The Dragon and Harp still need you to howl
For the Harp to play clearer and the Dragon to growl
(ooc:// DM Note: Posted by player request)
Oh, Grey Fox, where have you gone?
The people need your word and song
Your symbol is no longer in sight.
Do you hide or have you taken flight?
What hurt have you suffered to make you go?
Are your wounds deep, many need to know.
What healing of words do you need to see?
What needs to be done, can you tell me?
Trust is always a double edged sword
Hold it for long and you start to feel worn
But are you better with or without?
Your swordless hand still leaves doubt.
A city remains in the black hand's grip
Your teeth can gnaw and cause it to slip
The undead grow and try for power
Without your words they grow by the hour
So, please, Gray Fox come out of your hole
Though hurt and wounded you still have your soul
The Dragon and Harp still need you to howl
For the Harp to play clearer and the Dragon to growl
(ooc:// DM Note: Posted by player request)