Post by weylan on Feb 8, 2007 7:52:54 GMT -5
(This is a old tradition of mine from EQ days and the SCA enjoy..)
The fire light danced against faces and flickered off armor as the party of Pirates danced about in inebriated revelry. The night has been long but won in the end. A single warrior just one of many walked from the shadows to the light. Stepping up on a log and standing tall he flashed his crooked smirk and raised a mug high shouting out.
“No shyte.. there we where……”
A moment passed that drew silence, some odd looks.. and a few tipsy grins of its own.
“The gates to Zg.. laid before us.. myself.. my lady and Captain Katz waited near the gathering stone. There we mounted our brave Stormesabers and road like the devil ta the very gates and demanded our entrance. Twas a fast swift storm brewing on the sea as we fought our way ta the Bat priestess. Each moment battle raged.. blood flowed.. but few fell.. The bat priest called upon her gods themselves ta save her and yet she still fell at our feet! Next we dared ta grab the snake itself by the neck and wring from it da poison venom.. One by one the dark lords fell! “
Pausing to take a long pull from the sweet mead and look around the fire.
“Then, no shyte.. there we found ourselves facing Hakkar the blood god himself… he saw us line up.. staring him down.. Katz yelled.. “Are ye ready!” all but one was.. an you could see the blood lord shiver just slightly… “Are YE READY!” shouted the captain.. again all but one was.. and the Blood god let a little look of relief pass… “ARE YE SWAGS READY!” Captain Katz bellowed… “AYE…” says we… and in we charged.. Blades flashed.. Arcane exploded from the seams of the universe the Divine crashed down from the heavens in bursts and waves soothing out pains…but the Blood god rallied and pushed us back…. But once... The priests prayed raising the fallen the spells flew like lightening from a storm…. The rally cry went out from the Captain… “YE DOGS READY…” With but one cry of “AYE!” did we charge in.
The Blood god knew fear… he knew pain.. and then… he knew defeat his body bent.. broken and poisoned by the blood of his fallen offspring shuddered then collapses into a pile.. Captain Hakeem strode forward and peeled back a lifless eye glaring deep into it and declared the god dead!”
Allowing the silence to hang a moment his head leaned back draining the tankard then smashing it down on the rocks of the fire circle.
“With pride ye can say.. NO SHYTE THERE I WAS…. THAT DAY THE OUTLAND PIRATES AND THE MEAD HALL PIRATES JOINED FORCES AND LAID THE GOD OF BLOOD TA REST!!!”
With that the warrior turned jumping from his place on the log and wandering back into the crowd without another word. Snatching the first available and not well gripped mug he could.
The fire light danced against faces and flickered off armor as the party of Pirates danced about in inebriated revelry. The night has been long but won in the end. A single warrior just one of many walked from the shadows to the light. Stepping up on a log and standing tall he flashed his crooked smirk and raised a mug high shouting out.
“No shyte.. there we where……”
A moment passed that drew silence, some odd looks.. and a few tipsy grins of its own.
“The gates to Zg.. laid before us.. myself.. my lady and Captain Katz waited near the gathering stone. There we mounted our brave Stormesabers and road like the devil ta the very gates and demanded our entrance. Twas a fast swift storm brewing on the sea as we fought our way ta the Bat priestess. Each moment battle raged.. blood flowed.. but few fell.. The bat priest called upon her gods themselves ta save her and yet she still fell at our feet! Next we dared ta grab the snake itself by the neck and wring from it da poison venom.. One by one the dark lords fell! “
Pausing to take a long pull from the sweet mead and look around the fire.
“Then, no shyte.. there we found ourselves facing Hakkar the blood god himself… he saw us line up.. staring him down.. Katz yelled.. “Are ye ready!” all but one was.. an you could see the blood lord shiver just slightly… “Are YE READY!” shouted the captain.. again all but one was.. and the Blood god let a little look of relief pass… “ARE YE SWAGS READY!” Captain Katz bellowed… “AYE…” says we… and in we charged.. Blades flashed.. Arcane exploded from the seams of the universe the Divine crashed down from the heavens in bursts and waves soothing out pains…but the Blood god rallied and pushed us back…. But once... The priests prayed raising the fallen the spells flew like lightening from a storm…. The rally cry went out from the Captain… “YE DOGS READY…” With but one cry of “AYE!” did we charge in.
The Blood god knew fear… he knew pain.. and then… he knew defeat his body bent.. broken and poisoned by the blood of his fallen offspring shuddered then collapses into a pile.. Captain Hakeem strode forward and peeled back a lifless eye glaring deep into it and declared the god dead!”
Allowing the silence to hang a moment his head leaned back draining the tankard then smashing it down on the rocks of the fire circle.
“With pride ye can say.. NO SHYTE THERE I WAS…. THAT DAY THE OUTLAND PIRATES AND THE MEAD HALL PIRATES JOINED FORCES AND LAID THE GOD OF BLOOD TA REST!!!”
With that the warrior turned jumping from his place on the log and wandering back into the crowd without another word. Snatching the first available and not well gripped mug he could.