Maximilianus
04-01-2012, 12:03 AM
When the embers fell
The once damp went sere
By a tune severe
From a pyre's spell.
Then the mirk crossed swords
With a Warlock's flame,
And the six-string dame
Loudly scorched the hordes.
Alas, the shames were tall!
Till a pick struck fears
In the deaf's dead ears...
And their pride shrank small.
Based on following artwork by me (click to enlarge if wanted):
http://i1005.photobucket.com/albums/af178/maxicastro/My%20General%20Artwork/th_BC-Rich-Warlock-from-pyre-in-mirkwo.jpg (http://i1005.photobucket.com/albums/af178/maxicastro/My%20General%20Artwork/BC-Rich-Warlock-from-pyre-in-mirkwo.jpg)
The once damp went sere
By a tune severe
From a pyre's spell.
Then the mirk crossed swords
With a Warlock's flame,
And the six-string dame
Loudly scorched the hordes.
Alas, the shames were tall!
Till a pick struck fears
In the deaf's dead ears...
And their pride shrank small.
Based on following artwork by me (click to enlarge if wanted):
http://i1005.photobucket.com/albums/af178/maxicastro/My%20General%20Artwork/th_BC-Rich-Warlock-from-pyre-in-mirkwo.jpg (http://i1005.photobucket.com/albums/af178/maxicastro/My%20General%20Artwork/BC-Rich-Warlock-from-pyre-in-mirkwo.jpg)