The Tavern

A single matchstick
is all it takes to show you
the chaotic dark;

but it takes nothing
for Demon Kiku to feed on
and consume your fear.

Seasons don't fear the reaper... All things crumble to dust.

Oh Love, the flowers so red
Are only tongues of flame,
The earth is full of the dead,
The new-killed, restless dead...

This all things devours,
The living and the dead, my friend;
None can stand forever
Time leads all things to their end.

Fear not the end nor the beginning,
Nor follow those that hurry to their grave,
For both the cowards and the brave,
Ignoring time is the key to winning.

This is true.
For what are space and time but the inventions
Of sorrowing men? Death goes faster than light.
Eating the moon alive, it leaves space and time behind

Yes, ruin must come to all. Why wait? Why let the ravages of time claim what we can so clearly take?

I am Mahkleb. Destroyer of worlds, ravager of races, harbinger of ruin. Why should I wait?

am I a crarwl god

Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place.

ZipZipskins wrote:am I a crarwl god

No death-borne one. We have no use for you among us.

Zin wrote:Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place.

Foolish proud god. We know your weaknesses. A prince with the power of the air shall rise and claim the orb!

Yredelemnul wrote:No death-borne one. We have no use for you among us.

Perhaps we do... if one should rise with the power of the air in his hands and steal the orb for our glory...
Such devastation we could wreak.

If we wish him to serve, he should be dead. Those who have known death serve loyally where the living are ruled by fear.

No, my friend. Alive he must be to spite that yellow-texted death-defier.

He shall be valorous and fearless! Dedicated to the ruin of races, the raising of the dead, and the torment of the living! A master of war, a friend of death, with the dash of a lion and the patience of a cat!

Is the hero of this fanfic gonna be a cat.

Cause we already have a crawl fanfic about a cat and that cat worshiped Vehumet and not one of you jokers.

Perhaps you will be our hero, insolent pet. Though as Yred says, you would have to welcome death-- and with your offenses the death I grant won't be pleasant. Huhuhuhu...

It could even be a living death... so useful and so offensive to our beloved zinful adversary...

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Of course Ru would sac vowels.

tasonir wrote:Of course Ru would sac vowels.

Saccing consonants would be more valuable.

But less voweluable.

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