THE TALE OF HOLY MAGE WAH

The Fate Of Holy Mage Wah

A gust of wind, a breezy smile,
He walks with staff in hand,
A weary face, still counting miles,
His feets dragging the land.

A night of rest, a day of sleep,
The shadows fear his name,
And in his mind, so wide and deep,
He mutters burning flames.

Alas!! The night then coldly broke,
A beast ran out with wails,
A shattered monster's hoarsely choke,
Whilst dual wielding black flails!!

In dripping claws, a child lay still,
And Holy knew his name,
The happy boy, who drank his beer,
And laughed with petty games.

No magic cast, or spoke or showed,
The mage's hand was still,
The demon raised it's giant toe,
And stepped in for the kill.

And Holy gasped and harshly flew,
He dodged the beast so wild!!
And in reply, (as Holy knew),
The beast then grabbed the child.

His death was ringing on a bell,
The flails was soon to drop,
Raised murky hand, as hard as shells,
Until.................Holy Cried "STOP!!!!"

He told the beast with lashing palms,
Within great Holy's reach,
In exchange for the young child's life,
His life BECOMES A LICH.

And all his goodness shall be dead,
His soul cursed dark with pain,
And live as though if he never said,
"May Evil Die In Vain!!!"

The beast agreed, the deal was made,
And so the child - lived on,
The beast cried loud, at holy's face,
His evil.........and enchanting song.

Holy surrendered, the beast was glee,
his soul and life all breached,
And watched as the creature's tyranny -
transformed him as a lich.

The beast was gone, the child woke up,
And Holy screamed in pain,
And though the child lived long and true,
(He thought Holy was slain!!)

But Holy lived on as the Lich King,
His heart as black as hell,
Among the swamps and Gibberlings,
Is rumoured where he dwells.

His soul, though burnt - was still as true,
His face was old with age,
And still goodness shone bright within,
As demons screams with rage.

And every night, the mage sneaks out -
hoping to see the child,
His face with tears and lonely shouts,
Remembering the way he smilied.

The years grow by, his goodness - still pure,
The Hell Lich waits in vain,
And though he never got a cure,
He'll see the boy again...................

Wah - The Hell Lich

One day Wah the Lich grew confident,
And decided to go break his covenent,
He raised an army of dead and sick,
Then proclaimend all he said he never meant,

He marched towards the Hell Casters fort,
Levitating his army over the castles port,
As his sick body drew near,
His Army was ambushed by an army of bears,

With one word he turned all the bears,
Into very small dotted pairs,
His bravery increased ten-fold,
And he became very bold,

With a great scream of Rage,
Using his powers as a mage,
He raised more dead for his army,
And a swarm of bee's,

Closer and closer his army came to the castle,
Stopping every now and then to kill a random bull,
As the Hell Lich raised his hands,
To cast a spell most foul on the lands,

A flash of light and he was in great pain,
All his energy now drained,
Appeared Jon the Hell Caster,
And said "From now on I'm your master!"

So from that day,
Wah the Hell Lich dosen't even say hey,
when he is orderd to do,
Something that he dosen't want to.

But even deeper spells were made,
Upon the Hell Lich's dark soul,
The Hell Caster decided to raid,
Wah's goodnes and destroy his goal,

Now the Hell Lich was totaly dark,
And not one trace of his goodnes larked,
In the creaves of his soul,
Because of how the Hell Caster turned his soul into coal,

The Hell Lich, then with fear and rage,
Went to SMACK that lousy mage.
Your feeble confusion, you suck like a prick.
Now stop your casting - you're making me sick.

I'll tell you what - I'll conjour a Burger,
And STUFF IT UP YA FACE ya lousy duergar (wow that's a nice one!!! )
Then watch as 'I' become the leader.
And you'll just be the great big feeder (remember Unseeing Eye quest?)

Tell you what, you lousy caster,
Ya better start callin' me the master.
The Lich shall rule and he shall be,
All your favourite celebrities!! (another good one!!)

Mr Hell Lich shall rule TV,
And all you brats shall soon beg me.
Especially the caster who's name is Jon.
I'll make sure his turn is reeaaaaaaaaaaaaaally LONG!!

So here's the end and as for me.
I'm going to make a cup of tea.



Cheers!!

As the Hell Lich ignorantly said this,
I wondered why his brain had such a bad miss,
And then summoned him,
He came in with confidence filled over the brim,

As he attempted to feebelmind me,
To which I said hehehe
With a wave and a shout,
I stopped his spell and he begain to pout,

ThenI cast the spell imprisonmet,
and shapechanged the Lich
And that is why every now and then youll hear a mint,
Screaming I am a Lich!

very poetic, and funny. well done.

looking around, shaking his head,
looking at the gathering dead,
Archlich Azuth spoke out and said,
his voice full of dread, these crypts are cramped,
your with your lifeless chant,
and belief in the power of undeath,
and your numbers shall now be less,"
and so reaching in to his soul,
and felt feelings grow,
channing his life force,
he became stuck on the course,
and was rebon in to life,
and pledge with the cut of a kinfe,
to never to enter undeath again.,

[Zoratorak]

ah i see...
two comic beings
battle with wits and brawns
a new battle that has just begun

will this be like that rant of Memnoch?
a tale that gave out all of hell lose?
watch and see fellow readers
but be warned to continue would be a curse...

LOL!!! a new game eh?? with poems too how nice... i still miss the rant though

[Memnoch]

OK boys, tell us where the hyperlink is!!!!

Either that or tell me where to get some of that hydro...

[Aurum]

Mmmmmm......!! Fool of me.

[Rikard T'Aranaxz]

Hell liches are weak compared to Demi-God especially Telahan which was the strongest being ever to have excisted untill THE RISE OF THE GREAT HERO (hero is half-god in old greek) RIKARD
son of Neathan'Calith and ruler of the 7 realms of Chaos