I give away free uniques for poems in standard.
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A little haiku from my marauder:
Strength of Meginord Oh the faces I would break Cyclone of corpses | |
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I'd love that pair of voidbringers:
The void is infinite, The void will rule, The people of Wraclast, Will be it's fuel, The world will end, That end is near, So bow to your king, The indefinite seer, Feel it's grasp, And bony finger, It shall rule you, The almighty Voidbringer. Also can I write more poems for more items? there's a few more up their I'm interested in. I am a shadow. I was born the youngest daughter of a respected family, raised to fight, weep and bleed for God and the Order. I would have died to keep my mouth shut. Professional integrity, it's called. That lord sang a different tune once I had taken their children. Last edited by jugglereli on May 9, 2015, 2:46:56 AM
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" hey, thanks for the asian flair :D |
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" turns out that I've needed to set a limit of 1 - 2 per person, sadly. Add me to friends and I'll whisper you when I go online :) |
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Immortal Flesh is what i'm after.
First light, first fight, My beach vacation starts so nice, as usual, just dodge the crabs, sometimes, you've got to kill em twice, From there, mild cardio, But don't worry, not far to go, Just climb the hill, open the lock, then some people want to talk, they'll set you some work to do, not ten labors, just a few, mind the locals on the coast, they'd like you to put on quite the roast, you might next need a 'rhea'son to keep on, because the birds here tend to lead-on, but kill the nest-tendencies, step to the side, and you'll soon find your way beyond and inside, keep an ear out for the sirens wail, nothing they say will speed you on your way, and on this path you cannot fail, Next, i'll go out on a ledge and tell you, your feet will climb down to the heights of the deepest dungeon, delivering doom to the warden who seeks to fell you, "Et Tu, Brute?" you cry, as you mark on the list of things you've bludgeoned. piety proves to be quite an obstacle, but provides valuable life advice, later you can chase her with a sharp sickle, so for now, nod and be nice, just a bit longer, you're almost there, say hi to the captain if you can, don't get mad when he turns unfair, you'll have a place for that soon, next you'll want to keep going, if you here let yourself be fettered, you'll soon be tarred and feathered, and those stains never stop showing, now its time to meet the daughter, when you see mom, tell her you fought'er pierce the frigid veil of mother's heart, stop her hate, and into the jungle you'll be able to penetrate. Last edited by Eludicate on May 19, 2015, 9:01:58 PM
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" I really like the dedication, but that belt is the first thing I gave away :( |
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" aw, damn - i saw they were still verified, and hoped...but in that case, is that vertex still kicking around? | |
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A poem you ask?
For such an excellent thread Here is a haiku
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Don't give me anything :P
Please contact support@grindinggear.com if you need any help. Last edited by Jared_GGG on May 20, 2015, 7:55:19 PM
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I see this is on hiatus, but I may as well put in a submission for later... here's a haiku for the Andvarius ring.
The inscription warned the price of wealth was too high I failed to listen As a backup if that's been taken... I also like the look of the Divinarius. A knife in the dark, a sharp cry of pain Splatters of blood pooled and mixed with the rain The rush of the slaughter, the aura of fear No music could be as sweet as choking to the ear He lay broken and dying, asking whether it had been for god or for wealth. Divine intervention feels better when you do it yourself. Super cool topic! |
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The poem of exiled templar
Everyone has a story about how they got On ghastly shores of Wraeclast. If you inquire on how did they get exiled, You'll hear the stories of their past. Everyone's innocent in their tales. Me? I'm not I have been amiss many times. I killed for what I was told to be greater right. Never was doubting my crimes. Wraeclast ...It can change people deeply. Some have gone mad, some learned fast. I've found the reason to live again here And I've lost her to Wraeclast... Time has come to oppose roaming terror. ...She's not the cause, it's no revenge. If my mind was ever clouded that was before When I used toserve the fake henge. I'm not the same man anymore, I changed. I'm not of Oriath gentile. I have a reason to live and fight for, This is my path of exile! "What's do you what?" - Kira of the Maraketh
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