~*A Warhawke Carol*~

[Kiiwi 1440]

Leilatha, a loyal Warhawke, would be skipping around, singing some Krugmas tunes to herself. 

 

"Jingle bells" 

"Oren smells" 

"The Emperor wants us dead" 

"Our husbands died" 

"The children cried" 

"WARHAWKES ALL THE WAY" 

"HEY!" 

She'd let out a laugh, continuing to sing her songs. 

 

"Dashing through the snow" 

"On a horse with a broken leg" 

"Over dead bodies we go" 

"Screaming all the way" 

"This war will never end" 

"I think that Ray is dead" 

"We are running from humans to want to chop off our heads!" 

"Oh! Run you guys" 

"Come on you guys" 

"They are catching up" 

"Oh no, they got me" 

"Please save me" 

"I am a dead man tonight, Hey!" 

"Oh! Run you guys" 

"Come on you guys" 

"They are catching up" 

"Oh no, they got me" 

"Please save me" 

"I am a dead man tonight, Hey!"  

She'd smile at fellow Mali who were looking at her as if she is crazy, singing one last song. 

 

"Leila the little Warhawke" 

"Had very special needs" 

"And if you ever heard her" 

"You would say she is cray-ze" 

"All of the other elves" 

"Always ran and screamed" 

"They never let poor Leila" 

"Play any of their elven games!"

"Then one rainy and cold day" 

"Rei came and said" 

" "Leila you are welcome with us" " 

" "Wont you join the War-o-hawkes" " 

"All these elves loved her" 

"And they shouted out glee" 

"Leila the little Warhawke" 

"You are now safe as can be!" 

 

Leila took a breath, a wide grin on her face as she continued to skip around the Dominion, letting all hear her beautiful ballads. 

(OOC: This is not trying to bash anyone, just fun songs that went along with my character, hope you enjoy <3 )

 

[DahStalker 3692]

Mare cried in agony from the horrible song.

 

((+1 :J))

[Vetren54 368]

((As an Orenian, can confirm. +1))

[JEEGK 1367]

"Ending this woman's idiotic life was clearly not causing her to stop her madness." Alwyn murmur'd to himself, shambling around a keep after returning from the elven tribal land.

[Guest]

Kairn shrugs.

[Heero 4092]

 

Old and dated, a creature coated in icicles sit idly atop an isolated cliff-side with a dulled sword laying at his lap. The ramblings of a stray Mali'ker bashfully assault the apparition's dwelling. Words bouncing through the walls of a surrounding cave amplifying the slanderous tune.

 

"I find this interesting. In the end they are just words."
The creatures contemplates, musing to himself in the confines of his conscious.
"Somehow they find power whilst they cower. That is absurd."
Brushing a gathering of frost from the hand, the ghostly silhouette draws his arming sword from the surface of a grindstone, inspecting the blade.

"I beg and plead with you, Warhawkians. Rear your ugly heads so I may pass judgement upon your vociferous kind once more. Deus Xan, feather-clad Mali'."

[Kiiwi 1440]

Leilatha wonders why that ugly tree is talking.

(Goddamit Heero, can I make one post without you commenting wanted to kill us)

[Ducklingator 795]

A sprite thinks that this woman should just let it go.

[GDPR 014 48]

Ser Avenel, the Knight Enchanter of the ordained Orenian Empire, makes yet another face as he gazes upon such dross:

 

"Alright."

@TheMostKawaliioftheAlices

[Babehab 386]

Lilja makes a face:

"Alright."

[Drunken Mutt 172]

A certain armored woman would blink as she watches the Warhawke skip around singing morbid tunes "Rather morbid girl, though I hope Isabelle joined the dead she spoke of." She'd mutter to no one in particular.