Swordsisters beloved and trusty
Shall we go in, doff armor, and dine?
For I smell roast dragon pies hot and crusty
And could manage a castle-bulging-big cask of wine

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 2, 2018

The hunter growls a warning
As our enchanted blades sudden bright gleam
Lighting up the gray mists before morning
We press forward, monsters to ream

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 3, 2018