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My contribution to ”Tales of the Underworld”, storydriven game, Shroud of the Avatar.

“The Kingdom once cried for a man of valor,
tales are told from local tailor”

Lord Garriot’s beliefs was true enough
trained his son with swords and shields
so strong so tough
-Father, I’am now ready for them fields!

Unfortunately and kept in hidden from swordmaster chief
his son was nothing less than a common thief

Totally uninformed of his sons behavior
forth and out the offspring was sent
with hope and trust of argument
his son, his avatars savior!

”The Kingdom once cried for a man of valor,
tales are told from local sailor.”

Nor sea or seaserpent could take this Prince crown
because he aimed so bisarr, past the star
down below, into center of sunder
sacrificed it all, screaming of thunder!
But all he really did was
awakened as plunder.

Committed crimes and dwelled deep into mine
had an effect that made him change line
The once pure hearted son of Garriot
were no longer spoken of as the compatriot.

Totally uninformed of his sons behavior
forth and out an representive lady was sent
with hope and trust of argument
his son, his avatars savior.

”The Kingdom once cried for a man of valor,
tales are told from local jailor.”

-This is the last and third part to tell
listen carefully or you may end up in hell

Beloved and beauty flavoured like flowers
she scouted the land for several hours
time past when she suddenly heard
whispers, from a tiny blue bird.

Entered the darkness with one lightsource to hold
hands shivered of fear once she layed eyes on the gold
piles of skulls
piles of bones
she ran so fast, she ran so deep
she ran right into dungeons keep

-Who are thy my castle enter, the price is high, or mabey low
your shadow, it’s been sold.

/”P”Rincewind

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