Werewolf CXIII: Death at Deadmen's Dike - GAME THREAD - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Rune Son of Bjarne · 12-29-2017, 03:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Huinesoron

Rune the fox; Sally Boo Joe the diminutive hound; Boro the warg; will you denounce these murderous kinsfolk of yours, or do you stand in league with them in the grim night?

I don't see why I should have to denounce anything! The Vulpini clan has had no dealings with the Canina clan for generations. Perhaps all Canidae looks the same to you!?

Personally I abhore violence, though in this case I say: "let's find these murderous swine and nuke them to hell!".

Nerwen · 12-29-2017, 04:50 AM

A dark figure loomed behind the mourners, the icy glow of its pale eyes like remote and baleful stars.

"Cold be heart and limbs so stiff,"
it moaned chillingly, in a voice desolate as the winter wind,
"and cold be sleep at base of cliff.
Unfinished the note in lifeless hand,
unnamed the ones with evil plans.
There shall she lie until the seas
dry in the Dark Lord's withering breeze-

-Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for."

Boromir88 · 12-29-2017, 05:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Nerwen

-Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for."

Trees? Knees? Sneeze? Fleas?

I don't know I wasn't bred for the purpose of writing laments for the dead.

Boromir88 · 12-29-2017, 05:41 AM

Freeze...ease...jeez...deez...bees...bees-neez...pleas...plain white tees...fees...sees...wheeze...

Huinesoron · 12-29-2017, 05:47 AM

Drop to a half-rhyme and use 'gaze'?

Are we hunting murderers or rhymes here, anyway?

Rune Son of Bjarne · 12-29-2017, 05:48 AM

Words can hurt too, man.

If they can hurt, then surely they can kill as well.

Lalaith · 12-29-2017, 06:41 AM

"Death to cattle, death to kindred, death to every mortal man..."

The fell voice on the air echoed across the ruins of Fornost Erain...as it so often did.
The voice halted briefly over the broken Blossom.
"But one thing never dies...the good name of one who has won renown".

Alas poor friend...I would tarry a while to pay her a tribute of lament. But then we must gird our collective loins, be they animal, vegetable, mineral or ethereal, to heed the warning she left us...where to start looking? Not all of us are met, yet...

Boromir88 · 12-29-2017, 10:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Huinesoron

Drop to a half-rhyme and use 'gaze'?

Are we hunting murderers or rhymes here, anyway?

What would Fezzik say?
Do you not want to play?

Ok, ok, no more rhymes. I mean it.
*think serious**think serious*
Look out for the PIT!

Huinesoron · 12-29-2017, 11:30 AM

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Originally Posted by Boromir88

What would Fezzik say?
Do you not want to play?

Ok, ok, no more rhymes. I mean it.
*think serious**think serious*
Look out for the PIT!

A poet? So be it.

In Deadmen's Dike the dead still dwell
And countless creatures grim and fell
Who harry mortals who chance by.
Yet though Men from this place will fly
An older fear lies o'er the land,
A darkness from the Dark Lord's hand.

The Blossom falls, yet all in mirth
Cavort the creatures of the earth
And sky, who ought by rights to seek
Her slayers dire. The noisome reek
Of werewolves rises from her grave.
Yet who shall seek this town to save?

Not Boromir, who poems cries
While Blossom's soul in anguish sighs!
Thrice he has spoken, thrice in jest,
Delighting the Wight (and all the rest).
So to find the one who wrought this fate,
I look to the warg who's always late!

12-29-2017, 04:50 AM	#2
Nerwen Wisest of the Noldor Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: ˙˙˙ssɐןƃ ƃuıʞooן ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ Posts: 6,694	A dark figure loomed behind the mourners, the icy glow of its pale eyes like remote and baleful stars. "Cold be heart and limbs so stiff," it moaned chillingly, in a voice desolate as the winter wind, "and cold be sleep at base of cliff. Unfinished the note in lifeless hand, unnamed the ones with evil plans. There shall she lie until the seas dry in the Dark Lord's withering breeze- -Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for." __________________ "Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo.

12-29-2017, 05:41 AM	#4
Boromir88 Laconic Loreman Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: USA Posts: 7,521	Freeze...ease...jeez...deez...bees...bees-neez...pleas...plain white tees...fees...sees...wheeze... __________________ Fenris Penguin

12-29-2017, 06:41 AM	#7
Lalaith Blithe Spirit Join Date: Jan 2003 Posts: 2,779	"Death to cattle, death to kindred, death to every mortal man..." The fell voice on the air echoed across the ruins of Fornost Erain...as it so often did. The voice halted briefly over the broken Blossom. "But one thing never dies...the good name of one who has won renown". Alas poor friend...I would tarry a while to pay her a tribute of lament. But then we must gird our collective loins, be they animal, vegetable, mineral or ethereal, to heed the warning she left us...where to start looking? Not all of us are met, yet... __________________ Out went the candle, and we were left darkling

12-29-2017, 05:47 AM	#5
Huinesoron Overshadowed Eagle Join Date: Nov 2017 Location: The north-west of the Old World, east of the Sea Posts: 3,973	Drop to a half-rhyme and use 'gaze'? Are we hunting murderers or rhymes here, anyway?