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Post by sureblade on Mar 31, 2006 11:36:45 GMT -5
A child of fall; Born in summer Just in time to hear Moonbrooks drummer Call its brave soldiers off to war Raised a dreamer by the seas But dreams are for a time of peace Awoke at ten to hear fire roar
Escaped the clutches of the horde Went to Stormwind to learn the sword And help keep the lands there protected Trained there to use his inner rage and helped by tewlve orcs to their cage And spilled theire blood self unaffected
Went to work to become a man protector, swordsman, the kings hand He was not there when he lost his home Enraged he learned the news of Moonbrook Escaped his fellows to have a look But found to his house reduced to loam
Robbers destroyed his beloved land The local army was undermanned So he went to Stormwind to send a call "Heroes, come and avenge our folk!" He lied, he stole, with thieves he spoke Whatever it takes he will kill them all
((This is what happens if our teachers talk gibberish for twenty minutes. Not exactly perfect; I'm not even going to pretend its well written; Maybe I'll improve on it in a little while ^^))
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Post by Ladeos on Mar 31, 2006 12:10:39 GMT -5
nice very nice /cheer
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Post by Dominicus on Apr 1, 2006 5:56:43 GMT -5
Nice style
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Post by Sevim on May 11, 2006 18:06:19 GMT -5
Wow! Nice
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