You better lose yourself in the magic, cast the hell spell
Cast it real well, ere you let it go
Only one castle to bring down
So weave sparks and swirl gown
Miss not your chance its towers to overthrow

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 15, 2020

To the tomb where they put the heroes who die
To where I cast my first spell
To the dear old brothel we adventurers love so well
Sing we survivors with our tankards raised on high
For each of us, one night’s song will be our unwitting farewell

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 16, 2020

We fight tonight
You know my swords don’t lie
Slashing skulls and throats for what’s right
Making bad guys die
Bloodlust rising, so is the tension
An ounce of gore shed is worth a ton of reprehension
The chances of dying, we just never mention

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 17, 2020

Young mage, there’s no need to feel down
After miscast fireball, pick yourself up off the ground
I said, young mage, flee and find a new town
There’s no need to wear the burial gown
Yet

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 12, 2020

1)
We don’t need temple damnation
We don’t need no hard labor parole
No dark sarcasm in the throne room
Courtiers leave those serfs alone
Hey, courtiers, work no more serfs to the bone!
2)
All in all it’s just another severed head stuck up in the hall
All in all just one more dusty crown displayed on a skull in the hall
Sooner or later, all this mis-ruling’s got to pall

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 13, 2020

Throw your fireball through every open door
Fry every monster to find the treasure all look for
Fill my empty purse with gleaming gold
So we can all sit and drink wine when our bones are old

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 18, 2020

A magic jaunt through time
To when it was all just slime
And the ruling dragons hadn’t begun to decline
Think I’ll be the first to invent good wine
So the gold will be mine, all mine

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 14, 2020

Bright burns this dragonfire of mine
So dark the sky
Yet I know when spells align
Swift doth mighty wyrm die
Yet I love her
Even as she falls, and I soar above her

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 16, 2020

Oh dear, it seems old dread dragon drowned
So let’s sauté, drench in sauce, and devour it by the pound

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 17, 2020

That’s her in the corner
That’s her in the spotlight
Undoing my lichdom
Trying to keep up with new edition rules
Fiddling with legendary actions
And I don’t know if she can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much (here comes a new edition)

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 27, 2020

Know that the fleeting awkwardness of your position is grace itself
Against the slow decay of a lonely suitor left forever on the shelf
The idiot who raises the dead, every rotten gobbet and shard of bone
Intends death for others, but in the end more than hastens his own

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 31, 2020

I ventilate all foes with handy sword and dagger
And everyone’s a foe who past my nose doth swagger
Betimes, I’m told, the wrong person’s blood I on the cobbles splatter
But in the end, we all die, so I guess it doesn’t really matter

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 31, 2020

1)
We go adventuring, all around
Here, and there, and underground
For long ago, hereabouts, someone found
Fabulous treasure, from a kingdom long lost
Lords and ladies long since in bonepit tossed 2)
It may be there’s more, not yet plundered
For our purses are empty, and we’re fair scundered

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 27, 2020

3)
“Magic? Down here? Wasted on PRISONERS?”
“No. Glow-moss, fed on the dung of prisoners. Who have to carry fresh moss patches from the growing troughs daily. One of the better work details down here.”
“Better?”#epicfantasy 4)
“The others all involve collecting.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad.”
“Collecting the dung, or the remains of the prisoners too dead to make it.”#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 27, 2020

1)
“THAT sounds like a cue far too good to pass up. You scum.”
Those words come from a silken-voiced, hard-faced woman in splendid black-and-red-snarling-dragons-adorned armor, now standing in the guardroom doorway with a loaded…#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 11, 2020

2)
…and levelled double heavy crossbow in her hands.
“ROYAL scum, to you,” corrects the King.
Wolf and Chantratha roll their eyes without bothering to look at each other.#epicfantasy 3)
The woman in armor looks at the King of Neverune. And sneers.
“Ah. That would explain why the likes of you stands in this fine but doomed company. Hmph. Hardly worth getting out the gilded regicide war-quarrels.”#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 11, 2020

4)
“I…have I just been INSULTED?”
“DEFINITELY a king,” the woman says. And triggers her crossbow. Both quarrels, one a hair after the other, as she shifts aim. Heavy war-quarrels snarl, at point-blank range.#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 11, 2020

1)
“would you like a coin to flip?” Chantratha sneers.
Wolf gives her a withering look, turns, and walks through the arch on his left.
Behind them, the first soldier’s screams ring out.#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 25, 2020

2)
“One of these times,” the King says gloomily, “it’s going to be US screaming.”
“And delaying that day as long as possible,” Wolf murmurs, “is what your courtiers are for, Sire.” 3)
“And I’m down to three of you,” the King replies glumly.
“You HAVE been rather careless with the health and loyalty of the Court,” Wolf replies, choosing another left-hand arch, and descending a short flight of steps.#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 25, 2020

4)
“What’s that light ahead?”
“A trap. We avoid it.”
“A trap? Who would put a trap down HERE?”
“Someone who wants prisoners to die escaping, that’s who.”
“What sort of idiot trying to escape would head for the light?”#epicfantasy 5)
“All right, the trap was placed by someone who wants IDIOT prisoners to die escaping.”#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 25, 2020