Einhar-Themed Talent Competition

Einhar must be the most hated NPC in PoE... Please GGG give us an option to mute him.

EINHAR - I am the hunter! I am the beast slayer! I am EINHAR!

BATMAN - Dude, thats my quote!

EINHAR - YOU STOPID BEAST! Do not worry little bat, we are friends now!

I laughed so hard! This is amazing.

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Aias_o_Telamonios wrote:

Einhar must be the most hated NPC in PoE... Please GGG give us an option to mute him.

mods? mods????????

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Aias_o_Telamonios wrote:

Einhar must be the most hated NPC in PoE... Please GGG give us an option to mute him.

That's not Alva.

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Aias_o_Telamonios wrote:

Einhar must be the most hated NPC in PoE... Please GGG give us an option to mute him.

You spelled "LOVED" wrong Stupid Beast!!!! The old ones are watching.

Who could hate Einhar? He is so nice.

Think I might actually enter this one.

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Einhar_GGG wrote:

That was a WONDERFUL poem, Exile. Here is one for you!

Beast blood is red,
Beast teeth are white,
Einhar loves you,
and the way that you fight!

My entry:

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 reason,
And say goodbye ‘til hunting season.