Behold infamous haunted empty suit of armor, awaiting us, gleaming bright enough to see your face in
And if just one of its wicked deadly and tireless sword-slashes bites, it’ll collect your head in yon basin— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 18, 2018
I’m the Lord of High Parmurr, I own shiny new armor
That despite the sweat and the stink I ne’er want to doff
As whenever I’m bare, the monsters pounce right THEN, I swear
I wonder when they take THEIR armor off?— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 18, 2018
Strange and deadly beasts prowl closer apace
On our weapons our lives we’re now staking
’Tis far too late now to wisely retrace
The bold dungeon-delving strides we’ve been undertaking— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 20, 2018
