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A Navigator's TreasureA Navigator's Treasure:

For she who watches the tides of the sea
For she who guides the weary ship.
There is no greater treasure for her
Than a scroll of an ancient writ...

This artifact that we did find
Was stolen from a dragon's behind
Plucked it out from the creature's rear
whilst it nestled the egg that it held dear

So gold and fine was this glorious egg
That soon my mind began to renege
It was filled with thoughts of gold and riches
So tangible that I nearly pissed me britches

Me accent soon began to change
I thought like a thug who was most deranged
Gamblin' at tables would be might fine
With an egg of such a rich design

An Epic LegendAn Epic Legend:

The skies turned bloody, as the smell of death wafted through the air;
Those yet to be consumed by the madness, stood dumbfounded in the streets
They stared at the sky and into the glimmering eye of Tashorak
Who in the moments of his birth, consumed the stars that surrounded him

The Moon was all that stood in his way, for she would not let her people die
Yet though she fought with all of her might, she too was eventually consumed...
The Sun watched helpless, for he was powerless during the Eternal Night
Yet though he could not act directly; he could send others to act in his stead

The first was an Elf, Auroch Vasira,

Barely BreathingBarely Breathing:

Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps
It makes me wonder if you can even hear me
Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat
Broken by what you've been forced to endure?

As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember
The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks
You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody
As I slowly took your limbs from you...

Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains
An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh
No hands or feet to lash out violently
No arms or muscles to thrash...

The breath that rasps from your broken lips
Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive
But

They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:

There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...

On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.

It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...

These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl

You Lift Me UpYou Lift Me Up:

When first I fell from the grace of the light
Tumbling endlessly through an uncaring sky
With wings torn from me, blotched and bloodied;
It was time for me to die...

But a bed of flowers, with the scent of lillies;
Caressing my heart with its soothing fragrance
Left me stronger and healed my wounds;
In the dark it was my radiance

It brought me back from the brink of despair
And made me forget that I would never fly
Instead I am content with these broken wings
If I may sleep where you still lie...

Here upon the ground, having faced my judgement
I am calm and collected without burden to bear
Someday I wish to retu

In Service to MorganaIn Service To Morgana:

There are those who would fear a demon's blessing
As they wither beneath its corruptive touch
Yet I am someone who embraces these things
Because the darkness has taught me much...

I have learned of the beauty of dying roses
Turned to dust by a single breath
I have learned of the fear that a man will face
When he is first confronted by death

His contorted features and the screams of his agony
Will peak when he is placed into Morgana's grace
I have learned that even heroes will soil themselves
When they are forced to worship her smiling face

But she is not ugly, nay she is beautiful
She appears like an angel

Battle ScarsBattle Scars:

Sharp claws rake into my skin
as my blood bursts forth to splatter against the ground
The uneven breathing of my foe
tells me that he too is wounded and close to death

I can see his teeth, flecked with frothing saliva
foaming and spitting as he bellows his name
He charges into me, his frame crashing with mine
the impact has me reeling and I fall back against the stone

The ground feels cold
the icy chill seeping into my bones
the warmth of my blood escapes me
and I can feel myself beginning to fade

Up toward the sky I glance
praying that I might receive assistance
I pray that he who commands me, he who stands above
Will pity

Blood CrusadeBlood Crusade:

They rode upon the backs of thundering horses
for faith had unleashed a terrible beast
These men would offer their souls in service
to the dark unholy priests...

"To what end do we serve our Lord and Master
is justice not the ultimate form of faith?
Should we not stand and fight in his name
to cleanse the Earth of this heathen waste!"

It was these orators, chaplains of faith;
men of the cloth who bore a fire
They lit their brothers with impassioned speeches
fueled by their own desire...

They taught their followers that blood was faith
and devotion was found at the edge of a blade
"Blessed is the mind too small fo

A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:

A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns

Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within

There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind

In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the f

Black and YellowBlack and Yellow:

See the black hats, with the war paint
The guards are runnin' scared but you know the girls ain't
Soon as we hit the docks, look at all them sailors face
Drop the anchor once and make the ocean shake
Suede insides, with mah rudder roarin'
It's the big ship, you know what I paid for it (for it)
And I got an engine made of metal
Sails unfurl, I'm checkin' game, I'm ballin' out on every level...

Hear them haters talk, but there's nothing you can tell
We're the pirates of the seas and we always fell em
No love for them other crews, we breakin' hearts
Black Fedoras, push to start!

[Chorus:]
Yeah ah ha, you know what

As The Skies PartedAs The Skies Parted:

As the clouds in the skies parted and fire rained to the earth
The soft keening of the voices trapped within the abyss
resounded throughout the empty plains, as the world prepared itself
to meet a fate no worse than complete and utter oblivion.

The waters turned red with blood and bubbled with a poisonous brew
Whilst the creatures of the mountains, mutated into vicious monstrocities
A pall of darkness, settled around the Earth like a cloak of shadows
and in its grip we knew the true fury of a God gone mad.

Hundreds were slain by the rocks that pummelled the ground
As they fell from the heavens like burning stars

Can You Accept Me?Can You Accept Me?:

I'll admit I've done my share of things
Of which I know I can never be proud
And I've tried my best to be a better man;
But I guess I can't right now

The mistakes I've made are pretty clear to me
It's not like I can just wipe a 'tat'
The symbols that go all around my body;
And the numbers on my back...

They're all reminders of who I used to be
What I used to do and how I used to live
But that man just isn't me anymore;
And I need a chance that only you can give

I guess what I really want to say is that:
I'm trying my hardest to change for better
And I need to know that you can forgive me
And so I'm sending

JudgementJudgement:

You are a mewling coward and weakling
Offal to the world, yet too arrogant to admit it!
Unbridled by the feelings of shame and guilt;
A man who was naught but a self-serving sycophant...
Remember the days that you used to spend
Envious of others who worked harder than you
More and more you would curse at their backs
It was an act that blackened your tongue and soul!
Now as you gaze into the maw of the inferno
Endlessly waiting for the judge's call

Read the first letter of every line, and know the fate for which you fall.

-Chen Yuan Wen, 6th July 2012

Breaking FreeBreaking Free:

I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm

As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!

An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...

And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled exc

The Never-ending MasqueThe Never-ending Masque:

A troupe of dancers, with colourful costumes
Ascends the stage with jaunty smiles
Whilst the eldest member, in a Jester's mask
Narrates the tale in style:

As they begin their dance, these lovely dancers
The skies turn cold and grey...
Arms reach down from the rumbling heavens
And they take our stage away!

Yet the harlequins laugh
And simply dance on the grass
For the show must go on
Until time has passed

Harken brothers, a wicked wind blows!
It stirs from the belly of the unkind beast
It rips our props away from us;
And hopes the dance will cease...

But the Harlequins laugh and continue the show
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A Tale of Pirates 5A Tale of Pirates 5:

==BATTLE SEQUENCE==

Turn: 1
Enemy: Damien the Guard Captain
Health: ???/???
Speed: ???
To Hit: ???
Armor: ???
Null: ???
Resistance: ???
Will: ???
Other Information: ???
Ailments: None

The battle begins with Lyra performing a scan on the enemy. She brings out her Monocle of Insight and begins to learn more about the enemy. "Ah I see, I better note down this information."

Turn: 1
Enemy: Damien the Guard Captain
Health: 400/400
Speed: 10
To Hit: 8
Armor: 0
Null: 0, Death, Poison
Resistance: 8
Will: 8
Other Information: Guard clothing is weak against fire!
Ailments: None

Damien shrugs, "That knowledg

Beaten Black and BlueBeaten Black and Blue:

Broken and bloodied on the inside;
My world is coloured in shades of black.
But I've never understood the reason
For why I've got these scars on my back...

Cigarette burns are nothing new to my body
I took a lash from the whip just yesterday.
Why are you staring at me with those eyes again;
Is there something you'd like to say?

I've never been told to speak a word of my pain
And so I learned that I shouldn't speak...
'You'd better not say a single thing to her!'
Maybe I'm just scared and weak...

I often run to a place that's far away;
It's just a little corner inside my mind.
I've tried to forget it again

A Tale of Pirates 4A Tale of Pirates 4:

==EVENT SEQUENCE==

Having received their orders from the Captain. The pirates decided to find a ship in order to get off the island.

However, before doing so they would also need to gather information AND perhaps acquire some extra loot.

Linda decides to walk with Kristine to the local Tavern. It smells of men and cheap alcohol. "What are we doing here Kristine?" she asks the Skyrunner. Kristine smiles and replies, "Taverns are the best place to win secret items. And look! There's a game of dice going on and the map appears to be for wager!"

Linda shakes her head, "I'm not sure we should play." Kristine looks back at

What You Can't RememberWhat You Can't Remember:

You know that something's wrong inside
But you will try to hide it.
Far away from prying eyes;
You say you don't remember...

What is this memory inside.
You feel like you've forgotten.
A part of you decides;
To say you don't remember...

How long will you deny
The bitter truth behind it.
The day you lost yourself;
But now you can't remember...

When first you took away the mask
And looked back at the mirror.
You thought you saw another man;
But you simply don't remember...

The times when you were not yourself
When you forced yourself upon her.
It was a day like this;
But now you won't remember...

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The Tomb of Khaine

by *WordOfChen, Jun 30, 2012, 9:13:51 AM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

The Tomb of Khaine:

The moans of the shambling horde could be heard
As zombies burst from the depths of the tomb
The Pirates were trapped within the mausoleum;
Caught in the center of a Demon's womb...

It spawned a horror with each contraction
A shuffling parody of tainted life
With flesh that hung in sallow strips;
Carved with the edge of a pus-dripping knife

As more of the beasts spewed forth from the depths
The Captain called for a spark of light
As Haze scattered the explosive dust
A match was thrown to make it ignite

Boom! it exploded with a shock of force
As the Pirates were thrown to the dirty floor
They cleared the space in front of them
But more of the creatures were blocking the door...

"We'll make a run for it, fast as we can.
I refuse to die, by a deadman's hand."
The Captain grinned for he saw the way
A single path to the light of day...

As they dashed for the door; cleaving a path
The Captain scattered some oil from a flask.
With a touch of powder to make it glow
A flame was his way of saying 'hello'...

Or maybe he intended to say 'goodbye'
Perhaps we'll replace the word with 'die'
For a fireball engulfed the entire tomb
As the zombies were sent to their eternal doom...

Now the Book of Khaine was safe and sound
And the tomb was naught but ash on the ground
They had earned their reward and lived through the day
But there was one last thing the Captain needed to say:

"Guys, where's Lyra?"

-Chen Yuan Wen, 1st July 2012

The Tomb of Khaineby *WordOfChen

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Author's Comment:

Arrr maties,

Here is the second release of pirate week.

Two things:
1. Lyra survived she was just on the other side buried under the ash. Trust me, we were BLOODY worried about her xD.

2. If you don't know who some of the characters are, check out the Chenbeard OC crew here: [link]

As Pirate Week continues, I'll be bringing ye more tales of adventure and fantasy!

P.S. This is marked as free-verse because the rhyme scheme changes towards the end. Wanted to make it more dramatic and high-speed ;3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

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~TwiUnderSeeker Aug 23, 2012

Great job.

~Soulmech1 Jul 4, 2012

i really like the rhyme scheme

~kedonsine Jul 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

'the tomb of khaine' is it Aramus L'Khain?

~kedonsine Jul 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

story telling poem. Cool!!

~noorelven Jul 2, 2012

I was about to yell "Lyra! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" and then I read the author's comment ! You sneaky captain!!!
awesomeness

Although I doubt Khaine will be pleased that his minions lost his Book .... But I'll tell you from the way the Chaplain (my semi-warhammer RP character-ish being who serves the old Malal and not the new Malice) is chuckling, it seems that Malal is mighty happy about this "set back" to Chaos forces :S ... I have a feeling I am not going to like whatever the Chaplain is planning :S

~augumon05 Jul 1, 2012

question. did you make this up or is it from a game or something

*WordOfChen Jul 1, 2012 Professional Writer

Nope entirely made up by me. I used my own OCs in telling the story xD

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

~augumon05 Jul 1, 2012

that is awesome

~edvalenz Jun 30, 2012

Pirates vs Zombies, wOOt!

*WordOfChen Jul 1, 2012 Professional Writer

Hell yeah! :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

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