Raiders!

[TH3GHOSTWAFFL3 489]

 

 

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Dedicated to, and with the gracious patronage of, His Royal Majesty King Andrik III and the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska

 

Raiders!

Look south! A column of smoke rises, 
Far away, far off in the distance.
They'll now be looting stolen prizes -
Those raiders, I mean, squashing resistance.

 

It's the second attack this fortday,
The second poor farm to fall that is.
Maybe the army'll make them pay -
But those bandits, they'll be off in a whizz.

 

Are they from Norland? Or Elves, or Orcs?
There's no way of knowing right now.
Perhaps we'll tell from the wounds of a corpse -
Anyway, we always find out somehow.

 

The horizon, see it cloud, dusty;
Those men are moving off - surprising.
These didn't stay long - these weren’t lusty -
But look west! A column is rising!
 

 

 

Written by the royal poet

Dietrich van Jungingen

-Writer and Philosopher-

 

 

 

 

 

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[HadvarAvMitteland 557]

Stefan would pick up the note, ripping it from the notice board at Lorraine. He would chuckle, saying in his French accent. “Ah! Oui oui...This guy is writing poems now? I’ll show him a poem.” Stefan runs to his room in the keep, picking up his quill and paper, sitting at his desk to narrate a masterpiece. 

 

“Soldier from Haense? I think not,

Every single woman in your city is a thot.

You think calling us out will make us stop?

Come fight us and you’ll get the pop.”

[MadOne 4945]

29 minutes ago, Stefan_Onfroi said:

Stefan would pick up the note, ripping it from the notice board at Lorraine. He would chuckle, saying in his French accent. “Ah! Oui oui...This guy is writing poems now? I’ll show him a poem.” Stefan runs to his room in the keep, picking up his quill and paper, sitting at his desk to narrate a masterpiece. 

 

“Soldier from Haense? I think not,

Every single woman in your city is a thot.

You think calling us out will make us stop?

Come fight us and you’ll get the pop.”

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@Stefan_Onfroi