I've finished cranking out the last of my equipment for Ragnarok! And now we wait...
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Onep
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Ready for War
I've finished cranking out the last of my equipment for Ragnarok! And now we wait...
“We still, alas, cannot forestall it-
This dreadful ailment's heavy toll;
The spleen is what the English call it,
We call it simply, Russian soul.”
An idea to consider: Tedium, a Feature.
Do you like Onep? Do you think he'd look good in green? www.Onep4mod.com
Jorb hates me. :\
This dreadful ailment's heavy toll;
The spleen is what the English call it,
We call it simply, Russian soul.”
An idea to consider: Tedium, a Feature.
Do you like Onep? Do you think he'd look good in green? www.Onep4mod.com
Jorb hates me. :\
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Onep
- Posts: 2530
- Joined: Sat Nov 02, 2013 8:59 pm
- Location: Walwus
Re: Ready for War
Come to my bower brudda!
“We still, alas, cannot forestall it-
This dreadful ailment's heavy toll;
The spleen is what the English call it,
We call it simply, Russian soul.”
An idea to consider: Tedium, a Feature.
Do you like Onep? Do you think he'd look good in green? www.Onep4mod.com
Jorb hates me. :\
This dreadful ailment's heavy toll;
The spleen is what the English call it,
We call it simply, Russian soul.”
An idea to consider: Tedium, a Feature.
Do you like Onep? Do you think he'd look good in green? www.Onep4mod.com
Jorb hates me. :\
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anderako
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Re: Ready for War
It sates itself on the life-blood of fated men, paints red the powers' homes with crimson gore.
Black become the sun's beams in the summers that follow, weathers all treacherous.
Do you still seek to know? And what?
Brothers will fight and kill each other, sisters' children will defile kinship.
It is harsh in the world, whoredom rife
—an axe age, a sword age
—shields are riven—
a wind age, a wolf age—
before the world goes headlong.
No man will have mercy on another
Black become the sun's beams in the summers that follow, weathers all treacherous.
Do you still seek to know? And what?
Brothers will fight and kill each other, sisters' children will defile kinship.
It is harsh in the world, whoredom rife
—an axe age, a sword age
—shields are riven—
a wind age, a wolf age—
before the world goes headlong.
No man will have mercy on another
