Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom

Subject: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:05 pm

Ever sleeping,
the sword cries.
Forged by one,
He with steel-blue eyes.
Power, great for any hand,
Hidden, for the sake of man.
Secrets known to the four,
bloodlines, lost evermore.
Four, one who slays,
Three, one who stays,
Two, one who lies,
One, who dies.
Together, the sword anew,
Held by the hand of Yew.
--Epitaph of the Blade
--Sethra

Subject: Re: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:05 pm

Restored is the King.
Bound by fate,
He who returneth not.
Lust, which he cannot sate.
Returneth to the Throne,
Rule, by one,
and one Alone.
-- Epitaph of the Sleeping
--Sethra

Subject: Re: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:19 am

Wanderer, lost to time's decay,
Ever scarred and led astray.
Eyes, sadness filled,
For nothing, blood is spilled.
Rule, lost among the sands,
Blood yet to stain her hands.
Whence the dawn comes 'round,
Whence the frost reaches ground,
Whence the whale sings aloud,
She'll be lost amongst the crowd.

Lo' Seeker of the Twilight Days,
E'ermore, the hand that stays.
Broken, the sword of Death.
Lost, the hand of Seth.
Spent, the time of life.
Born, the name of Strife.

He who returneth not,
She who home has not,
Two, one to become,
Ere the days of Twilght Done.
--Epitaph of The Sahugani
--Sethra Lavode

Subject: Re: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:28 am

Seeker, Atop the bright Moon Hill,
Where blood of Yew did spill.
She of wanderer's breed,
He of darkness creed.
Children, Born of the Mark,
Bearer's of the Midlight Spark.

Oft, Yew Did Say,
"Come to me a dream of day,
Whence the Twilight Did Come,
And legacy of Kings Undone.
Golden-Haired, my child will ride,
With lost mem'ries in his mind.
Bearer of a Demon's Tear,
Wielder of the Blade of Fear,
Hear my words, this I say:
Slay the demon,
Slay the stray."
--Epitaph of Yew
--Sethra

Subject: Re: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:36 am

Wanderer, atop the Bright Moon Hill,
Where blood of Yew did spill.
Hand of mine was to slay,
Yew, on that dark day.
Yew's blood, did it flow?
This, I cannot know.

Why, Choose I to Stay the Blade?
Or, In wrath, to burn the Glade?
In Love, to take the Children of the Mark?
In despair, to unleash their mark?

Hence, my name is gone.
Evermore, shall I be "Anon"
--Epitaph of "Anon"
--"Anon"

Subject: Re: Epitaphs of the Old Kingdom Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:47 am

She, of Temptation's Creed,
Her heart, knowing only greed.
In lands, across the world,
Shall spread Temptation's Word.
Resist her, some will try,
Mysteriously, all will die.

At her side, men of Stature great,
Born of the race Atheat.
Son's of Gregori's Clan,
Beat them, no man can.

With her, Sin rides,
About her, all men die.
Oft of her Yew Did Say:
"I met her once, back in the day.
Beauty, unblemished by time's decay.
Such was her words, to taint the very soul,
And to them, no man dare say no.
Lead me to temptation not,
But, she is the one who is sought.
Speak, she does, the ancient tongue.
Lone, she knows the Summoner's Birth,
And tell all, she will, if filled is her purse."
--Epitaph of the Temptation Bringer
--Sethra