Einhar-Themed Talent Competition
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Einhar first hunt - Into the Dark Forest :)
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Einhar hunts to much, Einhar need vacation ... and a biger cave.
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Newer 3d Printed Lithophane
Normal Look With Lightsource behind it It's better to be Lucky, than Good
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My entry! Mostly with the idea of using it as a phone screensaver pic.
The Net that will Capture the Gods! |
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Updated since first posted.
Part 1: Einhar’s Glory Einhar, Einhar our bestial friend, To you, huntsman, I greetings send; I write this day with pen in hand From a ruined desk in Wraeclast land I’m tucked away in Sunspire glory Well focused now on Einhar’s story Of how a man has tamed the beasts And lived to tell, to say the least; Behind the mask of black and beak Within the eyes, it’s the man we seek: A hunter brave and ill equipped We seek to capture in manuscript. Brave keeper of the beasts we take, The meals we cook and things we make, You wander in among the pens Feeding normal beasts and mutagens Prepping all for the time to come When by magic they become A needed gem or magic item That I an Exile can, like Priam, Fight my war against the gods In a struggle, against all odds. In Zana’s realm, when beasts appear Three four five or six are near, And there you are with darts in play, A ranged attack against the beasts we slay; It’s all around the map you run, Killing monsters just for fun And seeking targets as your quarry, If I kill too slowly, for that I’m sorry; But I just melee with ax in hand And close to death I must stand To swing my blade with cleave and flay In hopes their blood will drain away Before their numbers come to count And I die and one-shot shout— Shit! But our tale is happy one As my beastly capture is almost done, And to level up I need just three; More new ones soon, I hope to see. Einhar, Einhar our bestial friend, I will bring this now to its end, And offer thanks beyond all reason, And say goodbye ‘til hunting season. Part 2: the Hunt The Dark Forest is an awful place With creepy crawlies in every space, It’s hard to see and hard to run With dark passages most do shun; But variety was on our mind And the RNG was most kind: 100 plus, red rings, and frags, Our hope was for more that stags; Einhar attended and his aim was clear At every killing he would be near, And cast his net when the beasts were done, And all about the blood did run. The Hairy Bonecruncher first appeared In a grove of trees the portal near; His pack of followers smelling dinner Advanced upon this Wraeclast sinner; I stood transfixed and oh so steady, Twin Soul Takers at the ready To slice and dice the evil doer, And add one more to the campfire skewer. Einhar dashed round about With crossbow firings and funny shouts; There is no running from such a beast, If I don’t kill, he will feast; I must stand my ground and wield unending, Slipping blades past his defending, Slicing veins to make a bloody mess As Einhar’s bolts also transgress. Before the beastly soul departs, Einhar does his capture part, A magic net surrounds our foe, “You are captured beast, stupidido!” "Gratitude is wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk." Rumi
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I made a picture of Einhar using 8400 pieces of paper "EINHAR THE FLOWER CHILD" Last edited by Stahalamora#6759 on Apr 24, 2019, 6:21:24 PM
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My Entry. Thought that would be fun to make a beast last whisper pov.
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