1)
They offered me much gold if I’d slay their marauding dragon, brown
Yet I hunted but found it not, until an old man said to me, with a frown
“It’s yonder, where all the half-eaten folk are lying down.
Slay it now and claim rightful renown.”

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 16, 2018

3)
Now this was the first I’d heard of a brown dragon
And the beast’s snout alone was as long as a good-sized wagon
I was filled with dread
And would have fled
Had my knees not been both a-tremble and saggin’But slowly up to it I went
As my advance I’d already spent
And found the wyrm slept not; ’twas dead and rotten!
It’d munched on courtiers sneering and cold
Whose service was old, not bold
And from their bile and spite, poisoned it had gotten

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 16, 2018

4)
So I cast a smoke spell to hide the “fray”
And stood and at the dead wyrm carved away
Shrieking many a shriek
So they’d think my chances bleak
Until I proudly served up their butchered brown dragon
Now I think it’s high time for a fresh flagon

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 16, 2018

1)
Behind the deadly six-headed dragon, slithers the whole spitting snake race
And the Creeping Doom Of Many Eyes; all in all, ’tis a deeply frightening list

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 29, 2018

3)
There’re the things with fangs and barbed tail-stings that go right for your face
And leave me seriously pissed, so in final sendoffs many of them I’ve happily kissed Then there's the pestilential baby-devouring scourges ,who entire kingdoms overrun
I’m supposed to exterminate ’em, but must confess I sometimes let them maraud just for fun
:}

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 29, 2018

If into the wild mountains you stray, fellow blades
Remember draconic jaws can gape very wide
If you flee you can return another day, on other raids
So amid boldness, a wee bit of caution is oft best applied

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 17, 2018

Sorcerers are all too prone to be jealous
And deal in spells that aren’t what they seem
Wants and schemes, the sages all tell us
Are all too apt to stay little more than a dream

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 18, 2018

1)
As a sinister necromancer, he
Was superb at stitching pieces of the dead together
Then taking them outside in lightning weather
To rise in undeath under his decree

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 22, 2018

2)
The old king liked his servants for free
So when his ugliest, brawniest, most useful daughter
In battle led the frightful slicing and the slaughter
The grand result, from the leftovers cart, was me!

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 22, 2018

I curse the north, south, east and west of him
May he rot, putrefying all that is best in him
Aye, may no one who defies me unscathed stand
Let every foe be humbled at my command
And now, I’m believe I’m ready to benevolently rule this land

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 22, 2018

1)
I collect all too few coins and gems, but have rooms full of expensive murderesses
Who demand to be fed, and pleasured in bed, whenever they doff their far-too-expensive dresses

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 20, 2018

2)
Yes, to their endless needs I’ve long since become a downtrodden martyr
Yet they’ve been known to kill with elegance and veteran skill, so to safely get rid of them is a non-starter

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 20, 2018

Alas and perchance even alack
The orcs once more attack
And me, gadzooks, without a spoon
So I’ll be eating their guts out of my helm, real soon

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 21, 2018

A haunting ghost who flies about shrieking in the nude
Died long ago
And so
Is apt to cling to elder-days conventions
Which means her noble and even amorous intentions
Are all too apt, by the fearful living, to be misconstrued

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 27, 2018

I’m on a quest to hunt down the Queen of Never
And if I don’t die first, I WILL find her some day
And when I find her, I’ll ask if she ever
Takes pity on foolish knights—
Or at least, in, say, MY case—
their doom might defray

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 27, 2018

1)
“And how could one wrinkled old man who never gets off his throne except to grace the chamberpot an easy stride away defeat—destroy—a mighty band of adventurers, a-bristle with ready spells and weapons, in their prime?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 19, 2018

3)
“Wrinkled old…heh-heh. Did you never wonder why the King needs adventurers to fight for him in the first place?”
“Well; wrinkled, old, and so on.”
“That’s his shapeshift DISGUISE, dolt! Nay, the King uses proxies to fight…#epic fantasy…fer him a-cuz when he gets riled, he boils back into his true body: a Loathly Wyrm. That’s the biggest sort o’ dragon, fer you know-nothing green adventurers. He swallowed all of his Royal Champions whole, then shat out…#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 19, 2018

5)
4)
…the bones all over the throne room floor. Took me two days to clean it all up, and scrub the tiles clean.”
“You?”
“Aye, me. I’m tougher’n’I look, you know. We transformed World-Serpents usually are.”
{THUD}#epic fantasy “Oh, now DON’T go wetting yer armor like that; rusts it like blazes! Just faint dead away, like HE did. I can clean fresh brains off these tiles in a trice, I can.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 19, 2018

1)
O we’re on an impossible quest
Out to rob a non-existent nest
So we’re going to fail, and pay the final price like all the rest

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 30, 2018

2)
You see, the old king, after too many bloody executions, of guilt had an attack
That robbed him of his ruthlessness, and now he’d like it back

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 30, 2018

Dragon Safety Warning, Profound:
When raging drake comes plunging out of the sky
If you’re anywhere around
You will probably die

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 1, 2018