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Re: Poems of the Fallen
The (not-so-)sage Once I believed a sage had to be wise then I saw this fool standing on rather thin ice The ice broke and so fell he straight in Got frozen and soaked right down to his skin The bitter cold addled his quite feeble brain And he got so tired he could have slept in the rain Tired enough that on that spot fell he asleep And drowned in a puddle barely three inches deep. October 05, 2017, 02:09:11 AM |
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"The Challenge" This story is long so please sit comfortable be kind, listen in silence, if you are able His name was Cosoban, Can I remember right? Sixteen years old, ready for the trial night! It was time when he's lost almost everything way back to village, friends, his family ring all clothing, all equipage and all conscious too In start of Winter, badly hurt and that is true! He woke up after long dream, cold and afraid (Part of my rules when I've had him played) But there was one thing he has not lost his strong will for surviving at all cost Fire was his friend but hunger, not really he picked some berries and that wasn't silly but more important, blade made from stone easy be done if not pain in arm bone limping through forest and for water looking eating that berries, had nothing for cooking sleep, keep warm, walk more every morning I know, this part of story is greatly boring come back next week, I will tell you more if you don't like it, then please ignore. TBC October 06, 2017, 02:14:34 AM |
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Re: Poems of the Fallen
Pardon the anachronistic Shakespearian format, and not exactly fallen, but unfortunate. The Lay of the Sexy Fisherman He came to the town With perches to sell (A big cod as well) And threw his catch down. The men-folk all stared And women they squealed At muscles revealed And all the flesh bared. As naked as born His arse in the draft His clothes had he torn For making a raft. October 12, 2017, 01:38:33 PM |
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Of encounters unfortunate An immense bear did once cross my path the moment he spotted me, he got quite mad Swiped at my head with his enormous claw My eye started bleeding and limited what I saw The bear pursued me as I fled towards my home But after a while lost his aggression and started to roam between slender trees and bushes of berries so red I thanked the spirits the bear was no longer mad So I was all alone as I wandered the land had no dogs, no companions, when I encountered a band of Vagabond robbers, five were they and oh! No less than four of them were armed with a bow. No longer bleeding but still could I not see more than two-thirds of what was in front of me And the injured eye not only limited my sight The throbbing pain would also make it quite hard to fight So there were five robbers, four armed with a bow But they had not seen me so I hid and, real slow, did I inch back away from these uncouth men then when outside their presence I swiftly ran And ran and ran until my home was almost there Where I could recover from the wound dealt by the bear But, alas and behold, 't was not to be Less than a mile from my home a Njerpez encountered me October 14, 2017, 10:16:42 PM |
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Re: Poems of the Fallen
Just a quick note which hopefully doesn't get things sidetracked; I absolutely love this thread. It's so great this was started, and that people joined in. Oh I would love to have some of these verses to be composed into proper songs. Any composers/musicians/singers around who'd need a new project...  October 22, 2017, 09:58:18 AM |
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Re: Poems of the Fallen
'course it doesn't get things sidetracked, Sami. If anything, it gets more eyes on it and means yet more folks may join in. I'm very happy to hear you love it, too! Sadly, I'm no composer, musician or singer.  If any are around, though: Feel free to use my poems here as text, as long as you credit me for it somewhere. As to more poetry, though for once not of people fallen but of a live saved: Spirits guide me As snow kept falling from the skies And water covered by thick ice The spirits did send me a dream So vivid I woke with a scream The spirits warned of coming death: My blood on the ground--running red if I stayed well past snow and ice For death would with coming spring rise I left as spring melted the ice as snow stopped falling from grey skies; 'fore life made green and young the lands left I with my axe in my hand I followed the river to the south Until I reached its widening mouth Where seagulls did in distance sound Where sea replaced the frozen ground As rain replaced the falling snow The fear in my heart did but grow Was I yet far enough from home Were these lands safe for me to roam? So I went from shore to sea Upon a raft I built from trees The seagulls squawked and screeched loud As I rowed then yet further south As summer then came upon me Of fear was my heart finally free And as the air around me felt warm I looked for new lands I could farm But no longer could I row south The spirits' warning clear and loud As further south I was not meant to go, instead I westwards went In sweltering heat I fell asleep Above the waves so very deep A dream the spirits did me give Of islands where I'd happily live I rowed and rowed then to the west Found but small islands I could rest on for a day and roast my catch but nothing that my dreams did match Eventually I found a shore That was a sight for my eyes sore A huge island in ocean wide A green jewel in the sunlight For the spirits had guided me Across frozen lands and wavy sea For the spirits had told me to flee From danger into safety. The spirits warned me. I listened/I obeyed/I was rewarded. May the spirits guide me forevermore. October 23, 2017, 12:01:25 AM |
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Generic chat thread
I noticed we don't really have a thread just to talk with each other about random stuff--just threads with specific subjects. Figured we could maybe use one of these. Or maybe not, but in that case, the thread will either die on its own soon enough (if no one's interested) or Sami will lock it (if there's a reason I've overlooked for not having a thread like this; if so, Sami, my apologies) So yeah, hi folks. *waves* How's everyone doing? October 25, 2017, 07:19:11 PM |
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Allow the selection of other containers when cooking with a pot
Honestly, it's annoying how, if I'm cooking things like vegetable soup or boiling turnips, the resulting cooked item will end up all in the pot. I get that this is 'realistic' in a very vulgar sense of the word, but in practice, all this means is that I have to press an extra couple keys pouring the food over from the pot into a wooden bowl or other container if I wish to cook up boiled turnips en masse. Unnecessary user input, really, that makes these activities very annoying to do. I think it'd be much more convenient for the player, without losing anything, if the empty pot was just another 'tool' required for the cooking, and the game would ask separately for the target container (which could be a wooden bowl, a skin, a tub, or even the same pot the game has already selected, if that suits the player). I'd be quite happy if this was introduced.
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Re: Generic chat thread
Hello there. Maybe we need some "Random question and answer" game to make this thread alive. It's hard to answer your question so I'll just say for myself. I'm busy at work (just got lunch now so I can "chat" here), but it's FRIDAY!!! My question for next chatter is: Where are you from? October 27, 2017, 02:41:34 PM |
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Re: Generic chat thread
The Netherlands, and you? I think we have a fairly diverse (though probably still mostly North-American and European) bunch here on the forums nationality-wise, from bits and pieces I picked up here and there. Considering what time you posted saying you had lunch, UK or West-Europe for you as well I'd guess? And a random question for whoever pops up here next: what is the last song you listened to? October 27, 2017, 06:55:56 PM |
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