Look I also doez poetry.

This is if Do'Karth succeeded in his assassination attempt on the Mane and managed to get away.


[hider=Do'Karth]
Crimson flows through us all
From the highest man to the lowest one
When one’s life seeps into the sands
We all look the same when we are gone
Oh how the mighty have fallen

A spear in the dark came from a defiant hand
Finding purchase within the Mane
A leader selected by Alkosh’s will
Aboard a palanquin finds his refrain
Like all men a journey forced to end

 A simple betrayal carried on without thought
The assassin slips away into humid night
A purpose sown from years before
Resolve shown when the time was right
He thinks nothing of the doom he’s wrought

Even so the assassin finds himself empty
Did he not deliver his people liberty?
A kingdom not ruled by Men or Mer
Nothing he thinks will dull the epiphany 
The desire for redemption is tempting

Even so the pay rewards are fine
Recognition and infamy sully his name
He leaves his people with orders in hand
Another life to be taken all the same
It will all be worth it this time

[/hider]