Post by Hans Vermeer (Cole) on Mar 13, 2008 20:42:14 GMT -5
Along side The River Moss. A large camp had been set up. Large tents and blazing camp fires. Talking beasts. Drinking and laughing evilly. Their songs heard throughout the woods....
"Shiver our spines an’ shiver our souls!
Yo oh ahoy!
Ain’t no Cap’n as evil as Herrick!
Yo oh Ahoy!
We sail the sea on a massive ship!
Owned by the stoat who’s known as Herrick!
His tale is as black as the Ocean Bottom!
Of the lust for slaughter and a lust for wealth!
Shiver our hearts an’ shiver our nerves!
Yo ho! Ahoy!
We serve our Cap,n and we serve him well!
Yo ho! Ahoy!
Herrick’s soul is as dark as a Great White’s eye!
All who’s met him are in a watery grave!
He is a killer of ships and a killer of all!
No beast can stand in his way!
Shiver our legs an’ shiver our bones!
Yo ho Ahoy!
Even the Devil is scared of him!
Yo ho Ahoy!"
Dancing corsairs and searats about. Their blades flashing in the fires. This is the camp of Herrick The Madbeast!
He sat there on a tree stump next to his own fire. Roasting a fish and helping himself to some wine. He was came to Mossflower woods to rebuild his supply of food, drinks and ammo. Giant Crossbow bolt ammo! Though the thought of raiding some tribes and holts in these woods also came into mind. Herrick was focusing on his needs first and his wants later....
"Shiver our spines an’ shiver our souls!
Yo oh ahoy!
Ain’t no Cap’n as evil as Herrick!
Yo oh Ahoy!
We sail the sea on a massive ship!
Owned by the stoat who’s known as Herrick!
His tale is as black as the Ocean Bottom!
Of the lust for slaughter and a lust for wealth!
Shiver our hearts an’ shiver our nerves!
Yo ho! Ahoy!
We serve our Cap,n and we serve him well!
Yo ho! Ahoy!
Herrick’s soul is as dark as a Great White’s eye!
All who’s met him are in a watery grave!
He is a killer of ships and a killer of all!
No beast can stand in his way!
Shiver our legs an’ shiver our bones!
Yo ho Ahoy!
Even the Devil is scared of him!
Yo ho Ahoy!"
Dancing corsairs and searats about. Their blades flashing in the fires. This is the camp of Herrick The Madbeast!
He sat there on a tree stump next to his own fire. Roasting a fish and helping himself to some wine. He was came to Mossflower woods to rebuild his supply of food, drinks and ammo. Giant Crossbow bolt ammo! Though the thought of raiding some tribes and holts in these woods also came into mind. Herrick was focusing on his needs first and his wants later....