Behold the fell catoblepas
We retch at his deadly breath when it rolls over us
And as I expire, in that noxious cloud of roiling gloom
I wonder if I’ll stink out my tomb— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 15, 2020
Kings aren’t happy without treasure galore
And that’s what foolish adventurers (and dragon hoards) were created for— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 16, 2020
With a few mumbled words, and a fragment of old monster bone
The Royal Wizard perfected a spell to transform stone
And that is why haughty Dowager Queen Alathlae
Abruptly tasted the moat-bottom mud today— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 17, 2020
