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I sought wan counsel from the Lord of Carrion, he whose claws juggle the deadheads of unforgiven wastrels, whose eyes like white billiard balls inset with marbles peer into death, whose mind is ever a-flood with black machinations and rotten ideals.
A hooded fool drunk on the blood of sunsets offered hints as to the Lord’s whereabouts: "He dwells with His sallow cohorts in a den of gnarled root, hidden deep within a forest the scavengers call Grimghast."
Well that narrowed things down. Grimghast, or Tangelis as it is known to men, is a vast island covered from coast-to-coast with naught but branch, leaf, nettle and bough, I could spend the rest of my days seeking the gangrel Lord in that sunless web, reaping nothing more than a fistful of twigs.
I opened the book the old monk in the tavern had gifted me - The Song of Zimzim, slipped on my eyeglasses and proceeded to follow the curls of script:
"I am two-in-one: like a nun armed with throwing-knives."
Sleep overcame me. I closed the little book and my eyelids soon followed. Yessss, the Lord of Carrion and his wan counsel could wait - I had other, less taxing dreams to pursue...
A hooded fool drunk on the blood of sunsets offered hints as to the Lord’s whereabouts: "He dwells with His sallow cohorts in a den of gnarled root, hidden deep within a forest the scavengers call Grimghast."
Well that narrowed things down. Grimghast, or Tangelis as it is known to men, is a vast island covered from coast-to-coast with naught but branch, leaf, nettle and bough, I could spend the rest of my days seeking the gangrel Lord in that sunless web, reaping nothing more than a fistful of twigs.
I opened the book the old monk in the tavern had gifted me - The Song of Zimzim, slipped on my eyeglasses and proceeded to follow the curls of script:
"I am two-in-one: like a nun armed with throwing-knives."
Sleep overcame me. I closed the little book and my eyelids soon followed. Yessss, the Lord of Carrion and his wan counsel could wait - I had other, less taxing dreams to pursue...
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Ahaha!
BG - loved it.
FFF - Yuck!
FFF - Yuck!
You can easily arrange to have such genius pumping elsewhere. BG has surprisingly low rates.
I suddenly feel sick.
Probably that I don't have such genius blood pumping through my veins.
Probably that I don't have such genius blood pumping through my veins.
You don't get enough credit, Black Glove.
Make up however many words you like; that was excellent.
Make up however many words you like; that was excellent.
oh, sorry
Paradox: wrote:
> I laugh at you sometimes too.
Oh, no, nobody else laughs at me, laugh at me and I'll burn your eyes out.
> I laugh at you sometimes too.
Oh, no, nobody else laughs at me, laugh at me and I'll burn your eyes out.
Hush, fair wench.
Bed me, please.
English_Bloke wrote:
> I have two things to say about that
Zimzim Zimzim?
> I have two things to say about that
Zimzim Zimzim?
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