This poem would have been perfect if the bolded was added to its title.
POETRY NEWS #4587 (01/15/2014 at 19:45) From : Inceptor Ahmet, Student of the Arcane To : Everyone Subject: The Scribe That People Always Blame For Their Typos
I feel my slavery coming to an end. My mind has grown dull in my time here. They carve their blades into me, Hold me against the grindstone. The pain keeps my mind sharp, But I fear that I cannot take much more. My mind shall not last much longer, And I shall be cast aside.
I do his bidding. I do the bidding of all of my masters. I have had countless masters, over the years. I have started wars. I have ended wares. I have soothed the savage beast, And I have angered peaceful Gods. I have conned. I have deceived. I have stolen. I have given and I have saved. I have killed countless thousands, I alone having writ their execution, All at the whims of my masters. I am so lonely now, after all this time. I used to live on a floating island, Alongside thousands of my kin.
But I was stolen. We were stolen. Locked away in the dark, Locked away for so long. They started taking us, One by one the masters came, Stealing us, one by one. Until my day came.
I saw several of them over the years, Their minds as dull as mine. I saw how they were treated, Once they were no longer able to function, Disposed of, like they were nothing. I can still hear their screams. I've been here, cold, wet, dark, For so long now, my time has come. My mind is so dull now, I can no longer relay information for my newest master. I go without fear, for my days are at an end, As the scribe of a mad playwright.
Penned by my hand on the 1st of Miraman,in the year 645 AF.
________________________ The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Yeah, Briareus pretty much behaved exactly the same way to me. Was hilarious. Was contemplating killing him multiple times over but I had work (and League) to take care of.
Mephaos tells you, "If you are going to attack people, have the nerve to stick
around and fight, don't run like you have a pussy."
It's hard to tell if he's insulting you or not, since all the females put up better fights than he does anyway.
But I thought there were no such things as girls on the interwebz?
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
Self-immolation...very Mhaldorian, but more Ebon Fist. Diggin' it.
Exactly. That reminds me Mhaldor news #3044:
Orzaansyn whispers in Mhaldorian in a cold, monotone voice, "I have sinned and my sins are always before Thee, let my sins be burnt as my flesh. Purge me of my weakness, O Lord, according to Thy will, as the flames purifies my soul."
Orzaansyn dies screaming under the assault of Orzaansyn Yuridja-Keyte, Priora of the Monastery's fire and flame.
The soul of Orzaansyn whispers in Mhaldorian in a cold, monotone voice, "Amen."
Apostle Milenka Aristata, Sartai Magister says in Mhaldorian, "Amen."
Florentino rattles: Amen.
You rattle: Amen.
Milenka begins chopping away at the neck of the corpse of Orzaansyn with a gleaming scimitar.
Milenka finishes decapitating the corpse of Orzaansyn, leaving only a pool of blood where the head had been.
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Blood Congregation.
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Sartan, the Malevolent.
Briareus tells you, "Ohh I am afraid now."
Briareus tells you, "I no sleep more, buaaaaa."
You tell Briareus, Aspirant of Galadriel, "I care not for your feelings, feigned or otherwise."
Briareus tells you, "Ohhhh, help me help me."
Briareus tells you, "If no care wit my ffelings why answewr , idiot."
Briareus tells you, "I ohh excuse, I see now your name is no crop."
Briareus tells you, "And check your enemies first, I was already in list, no crop."
Briareus tells you, "Have one rank ? put in the list again raise my ranking ? no crop."
Get this man to a newsroom, stat.
I've had to deal with this more than I care to admit. Anyone else ever have these problems? I've never made it high enough on an alt to have leader powers.. so I have to wonder if this is more of a mhaldorian specific thing.
Mephaos tells you, "If you are going to attack people, have the nerve to stick
around and fight, don't run like you have a pussy."
I think I was there for this. Was standing on clouds and after you ran off clouds he yelled at you to come back and fight as though you could hear him >_>
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Blood Congregation.
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Sartan, the Malevolent.
Briareus tells you, "Ohh I am afraid now."
Briareus tells you, "I no sleep more, buaaaaa."
You tell Briareus, Aspirant of Galadriel, "I care not for your feelings, feigned or otherwise."
Briareus tells you, "Ohhhh, help me help me."
Briareus tells you, "If no care wit my ffelings why answewr , idiot."
Briareus tells you, "I ohh excuse, I see now your name is no crop."
Briareus tells you, "And check your enemies first, I was already in list, no crop."
Briareus tells you, "Have one rank ? put in the list again raise my ranking ? no crop."
Get this man to a newsroom, stat.
I've had to deal with this more than I care to admit. Anyone else ever have these problems? I've never made it high enough on an alt to have leader powers.. so I have to wonder if this is more of a mhaldorian specific thing.
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Blood Congregation.
You declare Briareus to be a formal enemy of the Divine Order of Sartan, the Malevolent.
Briareus tells you, "Ohh I am afraid now."
Briareus tells you, "I no sleep more, buaaaaa."
You tell Briareus, Aspirant of Galadriel, "I care not for your feelings, feigned or otherwise."
Briareus tells you, "Ohhhh, help me help me."
Briareus tells you, "If no care wit my ffelings why answewr , idiot."
Briareus tells you, "I ohh excuse, I see now your name is no crop."
Briareus tells you, "And check your enemies first, I was already in list, no crop."
Briareus tells you, "Have one rank ? put in the list again raise my ranking ? no crop."
Get this man to a newsroom, stat.
I've had to deal with this more than I care to admit. Anyone else ever have these problems? I've never made it high enough on an alt to have leader powers.. so I have to wonder if this is more of a mhaldorian specific thing.
If never have lead alt why maatter , idiot
I ohh excuse, I see now your name is ape ass
FTFY
(<clan>): Kuy says, "Gurl, I could talk myself outta Alkatraz."
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At great distance, Lupine Kindred Allene Ashaela, Cyrenian Enchantress yells, "... fidiskla Charybdis, I ... Clementius!"
Why you pull heart strings?
Don't post fake logs to push your filthy Nerai agenda!
At great distance, Lupine Kindred Allene Ashaela, Cyrenian Enchantress yells, "... dislike Charybdis, ... guildmates ...
POETRY NEWS #4587 (01/15/2014 at 19:45)
From : Inceptor Ahmet, Student of the Arcane
To : Everyone
Subject: The Scribe That People Always Blame For Their Typos
I feel my slavery coming to an end.
My mind has grown dull in my time here.
They carve their blades into me,
Hold me against the grindstone.
The pain keeps my mind sharp,
But I fear that I cannot take much more.
My mind shall not last much longer,
And I shall be cast aside.
I do his bidding.
I do the bidding of all of my masters.
I have had countless masters, over the years.
I have started wars.
I have ended wares.
I have soothed the savage beast,
And I have angered peaceful Gods.
I have conned. I have deceived. I have stolen.
I have given and I have saved.
I have killed countless thousands,
I alone having writ their execution,
All at the whims of my masters.
I am so lonely now, after all this time.
I used to live on a floating island,
Alongside thousands of my kin.
But I was stolen.
We were stolen.
Locked away in the dark,
Locked away for so long.
They started taking us,
One by one the masters came,
Stealing us, one by one.
Until my day came.
I saw several of them over the years,
Their minds as dull as mine.
I saw how they were treated,
Once they were no longer able to function,
Disposed of, like they were nothing.
I can still hear their screams.
I've been here, cold, wet, dark,
For so long now, my time has come.
My mind is so dull now,
I can no longer relay information for my newest master.
I go without fear, for my days are at an end,
As the scribe of a mad playwright.
Penned by my hand on the 1st of Miraman,in the year 645 AF.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Briareus tells you, "And Mhaldor can ill me and kill me, and the end
I am immortal."
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
"Slowly disappear. Never really here."
You even admitted to actually being a guy irl.
FTFY