|The Drake Devours|

[hotbox_monk 957]

 

From the deepest caves of the earth,

A monster stirred, with wings of black,

His eyes ablaze with a demonic mirth,

And his roar, a terrifying attack.

 

The dragon's scales were like obsidian,

Reflecting a darkness that knew no end,

And his breath, a fiery oblivion,

Could consume armies and their men.

 

In the land of Eos and Aos, he found his prey,

A Sunlit Paladin, pure and just,

But the dragon cared not for holy way,

And his hunger, he could not adjust.

 

Their battle was a gruesome sight,

As the Paladin struck with his blade,

But the dragon's flames, they burned so bright,

And the Paladin's fate was soon to fade.

 

With a final blow, the Paladin fell,

And the dragon, with a sinister grin,

Devoured him whole, and reveled in his hell,

As the Paladin's soul was consumed within.

 

But the dragon, he was no mere beast,

For within him, an elf was bound,

Kassian the elf, now a twisted priest,

In darkness and evil, he was found.

 

With the Paladin's blood on his lips,

Kassian reveled in his new power,

For he was the darkness, and the apocalypse,

A force that could devour.

 

The kingdom trembled at his name,

For they knew not the true horror within,

But Kassian, the dragon of death and shame,

Rejoiced in his sin.

 

(Poetry by hotbox - This is about no particular scenario and is instead simply a flavor piece about my character Kassian and his transition to that of a herald.  Enjoy or don’t.  Read or don’t.  Either way ily <3)

 

[As well as this piece is simply for reading and not for IRP use unless disclosed further IRPly.]

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