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Started by Nadaz, voice of the host, November 25, 2017, 02:23:21 PM

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Nadaz, voice of the host

Seasons turn, friends are made, and lost along the way, but Redwall stands to this very day. -A rhyme that all abbeybeasts are taught as dibbuns

the wind blows softly
dibbuns play under the trees
fish swim in the pond

abbey doors open
abbot cries out "a feast"
eveyone runs in

They sit down and eat
Grayling from the abbey pound
And Scones aplenty
- a haiku
It matters not what you fight, but what you fight for.

Captain Tammo

Short, sweet and gets to the point! Kind of like waiting for grace to be said before diving in to a feast - well done, Nadaz!
"Cowards die a thousand times, a warrior only dies once. The spirits of all you have slain are watching you, Vilu Daskar, and they will rest in peace now that your time has come. You must die as you have lived, a coward to the last!" -Luke the warrior