Posted around town



  • Gloriously coloured posters appear in, or near, all towns, posted where they cost no money to do so. One is also nailed to the Sisterhood fence

    **Beauty and the Beholder

    Three days
    Three nights
    One woman
    One fight
    One chance to save
    The innocents
    To stop the slaughter
    To save the town
    She joined the battle
    Could not back down

    The beasts eyes glared
    She felt herself
    Stiffen like stone
    The fair half-elf
    And yet she knew
    She could not fail
    With gritted teeth
    She passed the test
    Shook off that gaze
    Fought on without rest

    In red and black
    Three days and nights
    Too small she looks
    And yet she fights
    Knowing all
    Depends on her
    Twin blades she wields
    She spins and turns
    Though as she fights
    Each muscle burns

    Sister, Mother
    Lover, Friend
    The stubborn say evil
    And will not bend
    And still she fought
    Despite their views
    She fought for those
    Who to the last
    See her now
    And not her past

    Cut by cut
    Keeps it at bay
    Dodging blasts
    And ducking rays
    Those who watched
    Did so in awe
    Her speed unmatched
    Her blood ran free
    She did not falter
    As dawned day three

    Exhausted now
    Yet on they fought
    An epic struggle
    Both were caught
    At last the blow
    That felled the beast
    She paused as silence
    Filled Norwick’s lands
    With tired eyes
    And blistered hands

    A woman alone
    Oft beset
    By people who
    Will not forget
    A past that is
    Just that, a past
    Nicahh turned
    And home she walked
    I pray, this once,
    By honour stalked

    Three days
    Three nights
    One woman
    One fight
    Not for coin
    And not for thanks
    Not for fame she fought
    Nor yet for glory
    Yet it humbles me
    To tell her story**

    Signed with a flourish

    –-Ocean---



    • Ad reads over the poster several times, smiling as he gets through the final reading*

    "Must remember to talk to her about layout….next we meet." one might overhear him mutter.



  • _Will sees the poster nailed to the Sisterhood fence, reads it once, then smiles, nods, and continues his patrols.

    Someone listening closely might have heard him mutter as he walked away, something to the effect that it was about time someone noticed._



  • A tall and muscular redhead stands before the occasional poster repeatedly reading the poem. She blinks and quite often remarks: "Um? So er it was er true?"